Sect Master Jun's kick came suddenly and swiftly. By the time the brocaded young master had made his splendid tumble to the ground, the servants finally came to their senses.
"Young Master!"
They rushed over in a panic and helped their master up. When they saw the huge footprint on his right cheek, they immediately knew that kick had not been light!
Covering his face, the brocaded young master said in disbelief, "You... you dared to hit me!"
"Kid, you've stirred up a huge disaster!"
"My master is the Ai Family's Third Young Master. Hitting him is the same as hitting the Ai Family!"
"Your Iron Bone Sect can just... just wait to be wiped out!"
Several of the underlings shouted furiously.
But they soon shut their mouths, because the Iron Bone Sect disciples came pouring out of the gates with a crash, standing behind Jun Changxiao and glaring at them with eyes wide in fury.
How many followers could this so-called Ai Family Third Young Master possibly have?
Faced with nearly a hundred disciples under Sect Master Jun, they immediately cowered.
It had to be said, having a group of disciples was quite nice. At least in a situation like this, he did not need to act personally to exert a powerful deterrent!
In terms of strength, you were no match.
In terms of numbers? You were even less of a match!
"The Ai Family?" Jun Changxiao folded his arms and smiled. "Are they that impressive? They dare threaten to wipe out my Iron Bone Unyielding Sect?"
Li Qingyang leaned closer and whispered into his ear, "Sect Master, the Ai Family is a prominent clan of Huyang City."
Huyang City?
Jun Changxiao had heard of it. It was one of Qingyang County's eight great cities, second only to Qingyang City in status. Its population was large, and it had no shortage of families and sects.
Li Qingyang said, "The Ai Family has dealt in medicinal pills in Huyang City for generations. They supply pills to many sects, have abundant wealth, and maintain broad connections. They are far stronger than my Lineage."
"So they sell pills?" Jun Changxiao rubbed his nose.
Li Qingyang continued, "This man is named Ai Zou, the son of the Ai Family Head and third in rank. He throws his weight around in the city because of his family and is a notorious wastrel of Qingyang County."
"Ai Zou?"
Jun Changxiao shook his head. "That name sounds like it was made to get beaten up."
"..."
Li Qingyang was speechless.
He had told the Sect Master all that. The point was not whether Ai Zou would get beaten up, but that this kid's family was no simple matter and not someone easy to provoke!
Enduring the burning pain on his face, Ai Zou roared, "Kid, hurry up and call out the Iron Bone Sect Master! Have him apologize to me right this instant!"
Jun Changxiao said, "No need to call. The Sect Master is right here."
As he spoke, he swept his sleeve with flair, clasped his hands behind his back, and thrust out his chest.
He had style. He had presence!
"Right here?"
Ai Zou froze, looked at Li Qingyang, then snapped furiously, "So you're the Sect Master! Hurry up and apologize to me!"
Li Qingyang's mouth twitched. He hurriedly backed away two steps, glancing at Jun Changxiao and signaling with his eyes that this was the Sect Master of their Iron Bone Unyielding Sect.
"Not him?"
Seeing him retreat, Ai Zou realized he had guessed wrong. He swept his gaze over the disciples behind them, unable to determine who the Sect Master was, and shouted angrily, "Iron Bone Sect Master, do you think I'll let this go just because you're hiding in the shadows?!"
Li Qingyang: "..."
The disciples: "..."
They all thought the same thing: Was this guy an idiot?
Jun Changxiao, who had long been posing like a Sect Master, saw his expression change again and again. At last, he could no longer hold back and cursed, "Are you fucking stupid? I'm standing right in front of you, practically poking your eyes blind, and you still can't see it!"
"Step! Step!"
As he spoke, he strode over, his fury soaring to the heavens.
Several servants hurriedly stood before their young master. One raised both fists in a stance and stammered, "I... I warn you, don't... don't come any—"
"Get lost!" Jun Changxiao kicked the tongue-tied servant away, stopped before Ai Zou, grabbed his collar, and yanked him over. His gaze was icy as he said, "Kid, listen carefully. I am the Sect Master of the Iron Bone Unyielding Sect!"
His voice was low, and killing intent leaked from him!
Ai Zou's scalp instantly went numb. He did not even dare sweat.
The several Ai Family servants supporting him were even more terrified, cold sweat pouring down their backs.
Jun Changxiao had killed many bandits. Once he flew into a rage, the killing intent in his eyes and bearing was terrifying. How could a spoiled wastrel like Ai Zou, who had always lorded it over others, possibly endure it?
"Did you hear me?!" Jun Changxiao roared.
His voice was so loud that Li Qingyang and the disciples behind him were caught off guard and startled. To Ai Zou, those three words exploded beside his ears like thunder from a clear sky, frightening him half to death. His face gradually twisted, his mouth slowly opened, and he nearly cried as he said, "I... I heard you!"
Jun Changxiao pointed at the steps below and said coldly, "Scram."
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The Ai Family servants seemed to have their Ren and Du meridians opened in an instant. They carried Ai Zou away at top speed and vanished without even leaving behind a single threat.
Jun Changxiao's killing intent had yet to fade as he turned around.
The disciples met his gaze, their hairs standing on end as they took a step back.
"Sect Master..."
Li Qingyang asked weakly, "Are you all right?"
Jun Changxiao walked over, his killing intent slowly dissipating. He rested one hand on Li Qingyang's shoulder, laid his head against the back of that hand, and said with a tearful quaver, "Do I really look that little like a Sect Master?"
Li Qingyang expressed his sympathy.
The disciples expressed that they understood the Sect Master's sorrow.
"Stop crying."
Leaning beneath a tree, Lu Qianqian glanced at the youth lying on the ground and said blandly, "He was beaten badly. If he isn't treated quickly, he could die at any time."
Iron Bone Unyielding Sect, Medicine Pavilion.
There were no medical instruments inside, nor were there any medicinal supplies. There was only a rather simple bed. Even the name "Medicine Pavilion" had been coined on the spot by Jun Changxiao after they carried the injured youth over.
A sect needed not only an Outer Court and an Inner Court, but naturally also a Medicine Pavilion, a Martial Hall, a Martial Skill Pavilion, and so on.
No rush, no rush.
The road had to be walked one step at a time, and things had to be done one task at a time. Taking too big a stride made it easy to tear one's balls.
"Sect Master."
After examining him, Li Qingyang said, "Eight of his ribs are broken, and he has serious internal injuries as well. His condition is extremely dire. He must be treated at once."
Jun Changxiao said, "Would there be time to invite a physician from town?"
Li Qingyang shook his head. "His injuries are too severe. An ordinary physician would find them difficult to treat, unless..."
"Unless what?"
"Unless we use the medicinal pill passed down by our sect since ancient times. Only then can he turn danger into safety."
This man was not as badly injured as Li Qingyang had been before. Li Qingyang was certain that if the Sect Master took out a Healing Pill, he could easily treat him.
"This..."
Jun Changxiao fell into thought.
With her back against the doorframe, Lu Qianqian said blandly, "Do you think that kind of pill that instantly restores injuries is candy, something you can have whenever you want?"
"True enough."
Li Qingyang looked at the filthy-faced youth and shook his head. "Sect Master, he can hold on for two hours at most."
Resting his chin on his hand, Jun Changxiao said, "I actually do have one ready-made Healing Pill right now. Tell me, should I use it to save him, or not?"
"Save him!"
"Don't save him!"
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