The Heaven Defying Faction.
A faction that had only appeared a few hundred years ago.
The reason this name was so chuunibyou was because its creator was a young man with lofty ambitions.
His name was Baldy.
Pfft!
Jun Changxiao spat out another mouthful of tea, a marvelous expression on his face. "He got stronger, but he also became bald?"
Elder Wei said, "His surname was Xie, and his given name was Baldy. This' Baldy 'was a name he gave himself later on. It means indomitable spirit."
"So that's how it is," Jun Changxiao said.
"However." Elder Wei paused, then helplessly said, "When he reached middle age, he really did become bald."
"That's why."
Jun Changxiao put down his teacup, turned his face to the camera, and seriously said, "You have to be careful when you choose your name!"
"Sect Master Xie must be very strong, right?"
"Not bad."
"Only Peak Wu Huang."
The words' not bad 'and' also 'were used in a very flirtatious manner, causing Jun Changxiao's lips to twitch. But since this person dared to use the word' Heaven Defying ', his strength was bound to be extraordinary.
"Elder Wei."
Jun Changxiao comforted, "In this world where lifespans are generally long, it's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. There's no need to rush."
The Sect Master and Vice Sect Master were both Emperor Realm experts, so the Heaven Defying Faction's enemies were definitely strong. He did not approve of Elder Wei taking revenge right now, so he decided to lay low and grow first.
"I can't wait," Elder Wei said.
This was where he was at a loss. Before, he had no cultivation and forced himself to be numb, muddling through his days. Now that he had recovered his cultivation and thought about the death of his brothers, he found it hard to suppress the urge to take revenge.
Jun Changxiao seriously said, "Give the sect some time. Once you're strong enough, this one will take revenge with you!"
"No!"
Elder Wei resolutely said, "This is my grudge. How can it involve the sect!?"
For his brothers, he was willing to fight the enemy right now, even if it meant staining the battlefield with blood, even if his soul flew to the nine heavens, he would not complain.
But he would not allow the Sect of All Times to participate, because this was his personal grudge and should be resolved in private.
"Elder Wei."
Jun Changxiao stood up and looked at the sky with his hands behind his back. He said, "This is your own vengeance. Logically speaking, I shouldn't help you. But since you're the Hall Master of the Sect of All Times and have done so much for the sect, how can I just sit by and do nothing?"
"Patriarch …"
"Don't say anymore."
Jun Changxiao had already made up his mind. "I'm not avenging you. I'm repaying the debt you owe for your contributions to the Sect of All Times over the years."
There was no room for doubt in his voice. Elder Wei had no choice but to shut his mouth and clench his fists. He said, "I understand, Patriarch. I will continue to live in seclusion until I have enough strength to take revenge on them!"
Jun Changxiao said, "You can go to the Training Tower and the Secret Realm to train."
"Yes."
Elder Wei nodded.
…
"Senior Brother, what happened to Senior Wujue?"
Li Fei asked in a low voice as he looked at Evil Saint Wu Jue, who was standing on the mountain peak in the backyard.
Li Qingyang said, "I'm not sure either."
Ever since the Patriarch came to find him, he had been standing on the peak with his hands behind his back without saying a word. There was no expression on his face.
"Could he be sick?" Li Fei asked.
"Don't worry about it."
Li Qingyang said, "Let's go and cultivate."
"Yes."
Everyone began to get busy as usual.
Occasionally, when they passed by the training field, they would subconsciously look at the peak of the back mountain. They would definitely see the old man posing.
The disciples of the Sect of All Times could not understand Evil Saint Wujue because they had never experienced the pain of being trapped in the graveyard for thousands of years and having their cultivation suppressed for thousands of years. They had never experienced the pain of losing something and then regaining it.
Xiao Ziji had experienced it before.
But compared to Wu Sheng, it was still too far away.
Evil Saint Wujue stood on the peak for three days and three nights before walking down. He then went to Jun Changxiao's study and cupped his hands, "Thank you, Master!"
He thought that there was no hope of recovering Wu Sheng in his life, but he did not expect that Jun Changxiao would directly give him the seven-petal Tranquil Heart Lotus.
At that time, Evil Saint Wujue did not think about how he got the two petals again, but his mind was filled with the thought that he could finally … completely recover his cultivation!
If his mind was not stable enough, he might have already burst into tears. After all, it was not easy to get it back after losing it for so long.
Jun Changxiao clasped his hands together and said, "Are you willing to join the Sect of All Times?"
Evil Saint Wujue's soul origin was controlled and was equivalent to a servant, but he was not a member of the sect. Now that his cultivation had recovered, he had plans to take him in.
"As long as Master does not despise me for being an evil cultivator, I am willing to serve the Sect of All Times!" Evil Saint Wujue said seriously.
If it was when he first came to the Sect of All Times, he might have been unwilling to join the Sect of All Times due to his soul origin being controlled. But now, even if he had to return his soul, he was willing to join!
It was not because of that meal.
It was during the time he lived in the Sect of All Times that he felt the taste of home. It was something that he had never felt in his entire life of evil cultivation.
"Name."
"Ding Xingwang."
"What is the meaning of this name?"
"My parents gave it to me in hopes of having a prosperous family."
"…"
"Pa!"
Jun Changxiao stamped the Patriarch's seal and said, "From now on, you are a member of the Sect of All Times. If you perform well, your soul origin will be returned."
"Yes, Master!"
"Call me Patriarch."
"Yes, Patriarch!"
… …
Elder Wei's strange illness was cured, and the Sect of All Times had a new member, Wu Huang. Ding Xingwang's injuries were healed, and the Sect of All Times had a new member, Wu Sheng.
In terms of top-tier strength, he improved by leaps and bounds!
Still not enough, still not enough!
Jun Changxiao called the Extreme Coldness Palace's Grand Elder over and said, "Your Palace Lord seems to have forgotten about you. Why don't you join my sect?"
It was not forgotten.
He did not dare to come over and ask for it!
Especially when Lu Qianqian had inherited the Ice Emperor's legacy.
Even now, the Extreme Coldness Palace's Palace Lord was still cursing the other sects behind their backs for not informing them earlier and offending the sect with the Ice Emperor's legacy!
"You have the right to refuse, but …"
Jun Changxiao pointed into the distance and said, "It's best to think carefully before answering."
The Extreme Coldness Palace's Grand Elder turned around and saw Lu Qianqian leaning against the door of the main hall, her face as cold as ever. Thus, he shuddered and hurriedly said, "I agree!"
During the time he was sweeping the floor, he had also thought it through.
This woman who had inherited the Ice Emperor's legacy was equivalent to the Ice Emperor.
In the future, if she had the intention of unifying her forces in Northeast Lu Province, his Extreme Coldness Palace, Frost Sect, Xuanling Sect, and other sects would not be able to escape!
She was now a disciple of the Sect of All Times and was in the growth stage. If she joined the sect early on, she might be put in an important position in the future.
"Name."
"Gongsun Haohai."
After sweeping the floor of the Sect of All Times for so long, the Extreme Coldness Palace's Grand Elder was finally moved by the author's decision to give him a name. This was a joyous occasion.
…
After accepting Gongsun Haohai, the Sect of All Times had another half-step Wu Sheng, and its strength had increased again.
It was hard to imagine that a fifth-rate sect would have one Wu Sheng, one half-Saint, two Wu Huangs, and Jun Changxiao, a seventh-grade sword and martial emperor!
In terms of peak strength, the Sect of All Times was definitely not afraid of any second-rate or third-rate sects. Their core strength was also not inferior, because the number of Martial King disciples had already exceeded three digits.
The only weakness was the strength of the grassroots.
Especially in terms of numbers, they could not be compared to the other sects.
"Creak."
The door of the cell opened, and Jun Changxiao walked in.
"Jun Changxiao!"
The World Defying Sacred Sect's half-Saint, who was tied up, said angrily, "How long are you going to lock me up!"
"I'm going to lock you up to deliver the spirit stones," Jun Changxiao said.
He had already ordered someone to send a letter to the World Defying Sacred Sect to let this half-Saint return with a million spirit stones. However, half a month had passed, and there was still no news.
"Hmph!"
That half-Saint said angrily, "A small fifth-rate sect like you can't bear the anger of a second-rate sect. If you know what's good for you, quickly let me go!"
"Bang!"
Jun Changxiao suddenly rushed over, pressed him to the ground with one hand, and said coldly: "Old man, don't put on airs when you've been reduced to a prisoner!"
"Jun Changxiao!"
At this moment, an angry shout came from the outside world, "Get out here!"
"Hmm?"
Jun Changxiao's spiritual sense spread out.
In the sky outside the Iron Bone Mountain, there were four martial artists. Two of them were the half-step Wu Sheng from the Bright Light Sacred Sect who had been beaten away at the entrance of the valley.
"Again?" Jun Changxiao laughed coldly.
"Buzz!"
In the sky above the Sect of All Times, the sect protection array was instantly activated.
It was not Jun Changxiao who activated it, but Li Luoqiu. From the shout, she realized that the other party was definitely here to cause trouble!
"Whoosh!"
Ding Xingwang was the first to fly out of the sect and hover above the sect protection array. He looked at the four martial artists, especially the half-Saint who had fought with him before, and laughed coldly: "Junior, you still dare to come?"
That half-Saint said angrily: "Despicable and shameless fellow, if you have the ability, fight me one on one, not use underhanded methods behind my back!"
Previously, in the sky above the valley, he could have defeated Gongsun Haohai, but this evil cultivator had been sneak attacking him from behind, making it difficult for him to divert his attention to deal with the enemy. In the end, he could only escape in a sorry state.
"One on one?"
Ding Xingwang tilted his head and laughed evilly: "Are you sure?"
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