Ai Zou, get beaten?

The kick from Sect Leader Jun was sudden and swift. By the time the silk-clad young master had fallen to the ground in a heap, his group of servants had only just managed to snap out of their daze.

"Young Master!"

They scrambled over in a panic to help their master up. Upon seeing the large footprint imprinted on his right cheek, they immediately realized that the force behind that kick had been no laughing matter.

The silk-clad young master clutched his face, his expression one of disbelief. "You... you dare hit me!"

"Kid, you've gotten yourself into big trouble!"

"My master is the third young master of the Ai Family. Striking him is the same as striking the Ai Family!"

"You Iron Bone Sect lot... just wait to be wiped out!"

Several of his subordinates shouted indignantly.

However, they quickly shut their mouths, as the disciples of the Iron Bone Sect had all poured out from the main gate, standing behind Jun Changxiao and glaring at them with fury.

The so-called third young master of the Ai Family only had a few lackeys with him.

Facing nearly a hundred disciples of Sect Leader Jun, they immediately lost their nerve.

It must be said that having a group of disciples is quite nice; at the very least, in situations like this, you don't have to lift a finger yourself to exert a powerful deterrent force!

When it comes to strength, you aren't up to par.

When it comes to numbers? You're even worse!

"The Ai Family?" Jun Changxiao crossed his arms and chuckled. "Are they very impressive? Do they dare to wipe out my Iron Bone Unyielding Sect?"

Li Qingyang leaned in and whispered, "Sect Leader, the Ai Family is a prominent and influential clan in Huyang City."

Huyang City?

Jun Changxiao had heard of it; it was one of the eight major cities in Qingyang County, second only to Qingyang City in status, with a large population and no shortage of families and sects.

Li Qingyang continued, "The Ai Family has been in the medicinal pill business in Huyang City for generations. They are the pill suppliers for many sects. They have deep pockets and extensive connections, far stronger than my own family."

"So, they're pill peddlers?" Jun Changxiao rubbed his nose.

Li Qingyang added, "This person is named Ai Zou, the son of the Ai Family head. He is the third-born and relies on his family's status to run amok in the city. He is a well-known playboy in Qingyang County."

"Ai Zou?"

Jun Changxiao shook his head and said, "This name sounds like it was made to be beaten up."

"..."

Li Qingyang was speechless.

He had told the Sect Leader so much, but the point wasn't about getting beaten up; it was that this kid's family was no simple matter and not to be trifled with.

Ai Zou endured the burning pain on his face and roared, "Kid, hurry up and call out the Iron Bone Sect leader! Tell him to apologize to this young master immediately!"

Jun Changxiao replied, "No need to call him; the Sect Leader is right here."

As he spoke, he gave his sleeves a dashing flick, stood with his hands behind his back, and puffed out his chest.

He looked quite imposing and authoritative!

"Right here?"

Ai Zou was stunned. He looked at Li Qingyang, then roared in anger, "So you are the Sect Leader! Hurry up and apologize to this young master!"

Li Qingyang's mouth twitched. He hurriedly stepped back two paces and glanced at Jun Changxiao, using his eyes to signal that this was the true Sect Leader of our Iron Bone Unyielding Sect.

"It's not him?"

Seeing him step back, Ai Zou realized he had guessed wrong. He scanned the disciples behind them, unable to determine who the Sect Leader was, and bellowed, "Iron Bone Sect leader, do you think hiding in the shadows will make me let this slide!"

Li Qingyang: "..."

The disciples: "..."

They all thought the same thing: Is this guy an idiot?

Jun Changxiao, who had been posing as the Sect Leader for a while now, saw his expression shift repeatedly until he finally couldn't help but curse out loud, "Are you a fucking moron? I'm standing right in front of you, practically poking your eyes out, and you still can't tell!"

"Thud! Thud!"

As he spoke, he marched over, his anger soaring.

Several servants hurriedly blocked their master, one of them raising his fists and striking a stance, stammering, "I... I warn you, don't... don't come any clo—"

"Get lost!" Jun Changxiao kicked the stuttering servant aside, stopped in front of Ai Zou, grabbed him by the collar, and pulled him close, his gaze cold and sharp. "Kid, listen clearly: This Seat is the Sect Leader of the Iron Bone Unyielding Sect!"

His voice was low, and his killing intent was palpable!

Ai Zou was instantly terrified, his scalp tingling, not daring to even break a sweat.

The Ai Family servants who had been supporting him were even more shocked, cold sweat pouring down their backs.

Having killed many Mountain Bandits, once Jun Changxiao flared up, the killing intent radiating from his eyes and aura was terrifying. How could a pampered playboy like Ai Zou, who was only used to bullying others, withstand it?

"Did you hear me!" Jun Changxiao roared.

The sound was thunderous. Li Qingyang and the disciples behind him were caught off guard and startled, but for those three words to ring out so abruptly in Ai Zou's ears, it was like a bolt of lightning on a clear day. He was so frightened he nearly lost his wits; his face twisted, his mouth slowly gaped open, and he nearly wept as he stammered, "I... I heard you!"

Jun Changxiao pointed at the steps below and said coldly, "Get lost."

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The few subordinates of the Ai Family seemed to have their meridians cleared in an instant, carrying Ai Zou away at top speed without even leaving behind a harsh word.

Jun Changxiao's killing intent had yet to dissipate as he turned around.

The disciples met his gaze, their hair standing on end as they took a step back.

"Sect Leader..."

Li Qingyang asked weakly, "Are you alright?"

Jun Changxiao walked over, his killing intent slowly fading. He rested a hand on Li Qingyang's shoulder and leaned his head against the back of his hand, saying with a sobbing tone, "Do I really look so little like a Sect Leader?"

Li Qingyang expressed his sympathy.

The disciples expressed that they could understand the Sect Leader's sorrowful mood.

"Stop crying."

Lu Qianqian leaned against a tree, glanced at the youth lying on the ground, and said indifferently, "This person was beaten quite severely. If he isn't treated quickly, he could perish at any moment."

Iron Bone Unyielding Sect, Medicine Pavilion.

There were no medical instruments or medicinal supplies inside, only a rather simple bed. Even the name 'Medicine Pavilion' was something Jun Changxiao had come up with on the spot after carrying the injured youth over.

A sect should not only have an Outer Court and an Inner Court, but naturally, it should also have a Medicine Pavilion, a Martial Arts Hall, and a Martial Skill Pavilion, among others.

Don't rush, don't rush.

The road must be walked one step at a time, and things must be done one by one; taking too large a stride makes it easy to tear your crotch.

"Sect Leader."

After conducting an examination, Li Qingyang said, "Eight of his ribs are broken, and he has severe internal injuries. The situation is very dire; he needs timely treatment."

Jun Changxiao asked, "Is there enough time to go to the town and fetch a physician?"

Li Qingyang shook his head and said, "The injuries are too heavy. It would be difficult for an ordinary physician to treat him, unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless we use the pill passed down in our sect from ancient times, only then can he be brought out of danger."

This person wasn't as severely injured as he had been previously, and Li Qingyang was certain that if the Sect Leader brought out a Healing Pill, it could definitely cure him easily.

"This..."

Jun Changxiao pondered.

Lu Qianqian leaned against the door frame and said indifferently, "Do you think that kind of pill that instantly heals injuries is just a candy bean you can have whenever you want?"

"That's true."

Li Qingyang looked at the grime-covered youth and shook his head, "Sect Leader, he can hold on for two hours at most."

Jun Changxiao cupped his chin and said, "I actually do have a Healing Pill on hand right now. Tell me, should I use it to save him, or not?"

"Save him!"

"Don't save him!"