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Chapter 263

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After returning to the sect, Li Qingyang began to arrange accommodations for his new Junior Brothers and Sisters. He also distributed school uniforms and sect rules booklets.

He also gave them all kinds of pills.

Sitting on the Sect Master's throne, Jun Changxiao murmured, "When they reach stage twelve, they can be certified as a seventh-rate sect."

Jun Changxiao murmured.

The requirements for a seventh-rate sect were to be a Martial Master, fifty Martial Disciples, and five hundred disciples at stage twelve.

Jun Changxiao was now a sixth-grade Martial Master, so he met the requirements.

As for the fifty Martial Disciples …

Not counting the new disciples, the 501 disciples in the Iron Bone Sect were all Martial Disciples.

The reason why they couldn't advance was that they still needed five hundred disciples at stage twelve. That would be fifty plus five hundred, so they didn't have enough people.

Now that the number of disciples had increased from 502 to 602, they only needed to cultivate them and open twelve meridians to be certified.

Sect Master Jun wouldn't be satisfied with six hundred disciples, so after arranging for the new disciples, he decided to go to the nearest Sun Sun City to continue recruiting.

"Sect Master."

Li Qingyang said, "I have a friend in Sun Sun City. I want to go and see him."

"Okay."

Jun Changxiao let Xiao Ziji cultivate in the sect and left with the second disciple and Zhang Wei the next day.

Sun Sun City was one of the eight cities in Azure Sun County.

Previously, when the Ai Clan auctioned the healing pill, the Song Second Young Master, who stood up again after taking it, came from this city's Song Clan.

It was a coincidence.

Li Qingyang's friend was the Song Second Young Master.

One was the number one genius of Azure Sun City, and the other was the number one genius of Sun Sun City.

The two met in the wild and had their eyes on the same ferocious beast. In the end, they became friends.

Later, when the Song Second Young Master was paralyzed in bed, Li Qingyang went to visit him but was rejected.

Since then, the two didn't contact each other.

It was only recently that he learned from the Drizzle Hall that his friend, who he hadn't contacted for many years, stood up again with the help of the Sect Master's healing pill.

"Tsk tsk."

Jun Changxiao said, "Not only did my healing pill save you, it also saved your friend. Perhaps this is fate."

Li Qingyang said seriously, "That's why I went to visit this old friend, hoping to persuade him to join the Iron Bone Clan."

Jun Changxiao said, "That will depend on how you persuade them."

Although he did not care about the aptitude of his disciples, he would not mind filling the remaining vacancies with superior-grade Spiritual Roots.

There were many roads leading to Sun Yang City. Jun Changxiao chose a mountain path and estimated that they would arrive in an hour.

However.

When he brought his disciples to a mountain, he vaguely heard a roar coming from the depths of the mountain.

Li Qingyang said, "Sect Leader, the ferocious beasts are attacking humans."

"Let's go."

Jun Changxiao said, "Let's go take a look."

Everyone followed the voice.

Soon, they saw a leopard lowering its head and biting a human on a huge rock in front of them.

His clothes were torn, and there were claw and bite marks on his back. Blood flowed all over the ground.

"Kill it."

Jun Changxiao said, "See if there are any crystal cores."

"Swish!"

Li Qingyang used the Cloud Treading Steps and flew over. The Cold Edge Sword in his hand shook and immediately formed a sword light, cutting off the head of the lower second-grade leopard.

"Puchi!"

The chest was cut open, and the crystal core rolled down.

"It's worth it," Jun Changxiao said.

It was definitely worth it to get a crystal core.

Li Qingyang picked up the crystal core and then came to the person who was bitten. He put a hand on his neck and shook his head. "Sect Leader, he's already dead."

"It's fate. There's no other way."

Jun Changxiao said, "Let's hurry on."

Ferocious beasts were everywhere in the mountains. Since they came in, they naturally had to be prepared to die.

"Okay."

Li Qingyang put his sword back into its sheath.

But just as he took a step, he suddenly stopped, looked down at the corpse, and then grabbed it.

There was a small pit under the corpse, and a girl covered in blood was curled up inside.

"Sect Leader."

Li Qingyang said, "There's a girl."

Jun Changxiao turned around. When he saw Li Qingyang lifting the corpse, he immediately recognized it. Wasn't this the old man from Liyang City yesterday?

Could it be …

He walked over and looked into the pit.

It was indeed the seven or eight-year-old girl who called him Grandpa Lu.

The little girl seemed to be extremely scared. Her body was curled up and trembling non-stop.

"Grandpa Lu …"

After a while, when she saw the old man's corpse, she could no longer control her emotions and burst into tears.

Li Qingyang said, "Sect Leader, this old man must have pressed her down to protect her and used his body to bear the bites of the Ferocious Beasts."

Jun Changxiao shook his head and said, "If you're not strong enough, don't walk the unorthodox path."



In the mountains, a small mound was piled up. The stone wall was engraved with the words "Grandpa Lu's Grave".

The little girl knelt in front of him, her eyes swollen from crying.

"Sect Leader."

Li Qingyang couldn't bear it and said, "This child is so pitiful. Why don't you take her in as a disciple?"

He had already learned what happened in Liyang City yesterday from his junior brother. He knew that the little girl had no parents.

Now that the old man had died for her, she didn't have any relatives. How pitiful it was to live alone in this world.

Although he had killed many people and became much more decisive, Li Qingyang was still kind at heart.

Jun Changxiao said, "Okay."

He was not a cold-blooded and heartless person. Since he met her in the mountains, he could only take her in. He couldn't let a young girl like her be alone in the wilderness.

Back then, because Liu Wanshi cried, he took her in as a disciple. Some readers called him the "Holy Mother". Today, he took in another little girl. He was already mentally prepared.

"Lingxue."

"Here!"

"Carry her away."

"Huh?"

Ling Yuanxue still obeyed the Sect Leader's order and carried the little girl. However, the little girl cried and wanted to accompany Grandpa Lu.

"Let's go to Sunyang City."

Jun Changxiao led the disciples and continued on their way.

The little girl called Mengying kept crying and throwing a tantrum. Her tear-filled eyes kept looking at the tombstone.

Although Grandpa Lu was not related to her by blood, he was her only family in this world. Now, he was gradually leaving and disappearing.

...

After Jun Changxiao and the others left, the newly built graveyard suddenly trembled. The tombstone fell and the soil was overturned.

"Shua!"

Suddenly, a skinny hand reached out from the graveyard. The dead old man slowly crawled out from inside.

If this scene was seen by others, they would probably be scared to death.

"Huff!"

The old man sat on the tombstone and gasped for breath.

He was still alive? He didn't die?

"Child."

After a short rest, the old man looked at the direction where Jun Changxiao left and said in an old voice, "My deduction will not be wrong. Iron Bone is definitely not simple. I hope you can become stronger in this sect in the future."

"No."

He paused and said, "Live a carefree life."

"Shua! Shua! Shua! "

Several martial artists in black appeared and lined up neatly behind the old man, as if they were strictly trained soldiers.

"Guardian Lu."

One of them whispered, "When will we return to the Demon Mountain?"

The beggar-like old man stood up. A black aura instantly shrouded his body, forming a pitch-black armor.

His turbid eyes became extremely cold. He said, "Young Master's future has been arranged. It's time for us lowly lives to follow the Demon Master."

On this day, dozens of black streams of light flew away. The gloomy aura they emitted shocked the birds and beasts in the mountain and killed them on the spot!

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