On the Grudge Platform, Life and Death Is Determined by the Victor

Jun Changxiao did not know about the Spirit Spring Sect's background. Hence, he simply smiled. "Is something wrong?"

"Naturally, there is." Wei Yinu strode over with disdain in his eyes. "After beating up disciples of my Spirit Stream Sect, how can I allow you to leave peacefully?"

"What?"

"Beating up disciples from the Spirit Stream Sect?"

"The Iron Bones Sect is in trouble now!"

"Last year, there was a disciple from an eighth-grade sect that beat up a Spirit Stream Sect's disciple. In the end, that sect leader personally led all his disciples over to the Spirit Stream Sect to apologize."

"What happened next?"

"The disciple from that eighth-grade sect who beat up the Spirit Stream Sect's disciple had his cultivation base crippled and was expelled. That eighth-grade sect even paid several taels of silver to the Spirit Stream Sect."

"In that case, it means that the Iron Bone Sect really is in great trouble now!"

The crowd murmured in low voices. The gazes that they looked at Jun Changxiao with were filled with sympathy.

The deacon from the Long Blade Sect snorted coldly as he silently mused, Antagonizing the Spirit Stream Sect is equivalent to provoking the Yama King. Brat, you're out of luck.

The cultivators from the various sects spent money to get Jun Changxiao to provide guidance for their martial arts. He and the disciple from the Tiger Roar Sect did not go. After all, they were the ones who mocked him the most at the start. They did not have the face to seek guidance from him.

Now that an elder from the Spirit Stream Sect had appeared, their ill intentions immediately appeared. They hoped to see Jun Changxiao getting ruthlessly bullied and humiliated with their own eyes.

"Oh, so you are someone from the Spirit Stream Sect." Jun Changxiao feigned understanding. He nodded. "Not bad, I beat up… beat up…"

He counted before continuing. "I think about five people?"

Five?

The lips of the cultivators of the various sects twitched.

Last year, that disciple from the eighth-grade sect only beat up one, and their sect leader took his entire school of disciples to apologize to the Spirit Stream Sect. Jun Changxiao actually beat five up? Most probably, there was no chance for reconciliation!

Wei Yinu calmly said, "Sect Leader Jun, since you've admitted it, I, Wei, will seek justice for the disciples who were beaten up by you today."

Ding!

"Side mission triggered!"

Yet another mission?

Jun Changxiao hurriedly pulled out the data panel and discovered the new side mission. "Teach a lesson to the Spirit Spring Sect's elder who came to look for trouble: 0/1 (Elite Mission)."

Elite mission?

As an earthling, Sect Leader Jun has come across elite missions in online games before. Most of the time, elite missions required the player to take down a small-scale boss.

The difficulty of elite missions was naturally higher. If he could complete that, the reward would be greater as well.

Interesting! Jun Changxiao retracted the data panel. He touched his nose. "The disciples from your sect attempted to take liberties with a female disciple of my sect. This seat was kindhearted and magnanimous. I merely acted and gave them a small punishment, yet a little damnable dog like you actually dares to say that you want to seek justice for them before this seat?"

The cultivators of the various sects were all dumbfounded.

The Iron Bones Sect Leader even used the words 'damnable dog'. Was he not afraid of further provoking the other party, causing matters to reach a stage where its unresolvable?

One specially came to look for trouble while the other wanted to complete his mission.

Reconciliation?

In the first place, it basically did not exist.

The deacons of the Long Blade Sect and Tiger Roar Sect were silently joyful.

Daring to use vulgarities before the Spirit Stream Sect's elder who had a bad temper, this was basically a classic example of courting death!

Naturally, Wei Yinu's expression sank. His gaze flickered with anger. "Brat, you are clearly looking for death!"

Kacha!

Clenching both fists, a total of twelve aureoles appeared on his wrist.

"Tsk!" Jun Changxiao spoke with contempt. "I initially thought the elder of the Spirit Spring Sect was some major character. So, it turns out he's only some trash at the twelfth stage of the Meridian Opening Realm."

Everyone was speechless.

You are the sect leader, yet your strength is only at the fifth stage. You even have the face to disparage others‽

Upon hearing the word 'trash', Wei Yinu's anger burned even more intensely. He pointed his finger as he roared, "Brat, if you have the guts, come with this old man to the Grudge Platform!"

Swish! Swish!

Everyone opened up a path, revealing a stone platform that was about ten meters wide and three meters tall behind them.

This was the Grudge Platform of Qingyang City.

There was one of these in each of the four city zones. Cultivators were not allowed to fight against each other in the city. If they had a grudge with each other, they could only head up to the platform to settle it.

"Elder Wei is issuing a challenge!"

Everyone exclaimed in shock.

In a world where strength reigned supreme, a challenge issued by a cultivator to another was quite a serious matter!

"Will Sect Leader Jun accept the challenge?"

"Due to the excessive difference in strength, the one being challenged has the authority to refuse the challenge. Although Sect Leader Jun's combat experience is wealthy, his cultivation is still very low. Most probably, he won't accept the challenge!"

"It sounds logical, but he is a sect leader after all. Elder Wei has issued a challenge, and based on their statuses, he has to accept the challenge!"

Everyone was discussing it while looking at Jun Changxiao. After all, no matter their speculations, the decision to accept or reject the challenge still lay with him.

"Sect leader." Li Qingyang leaned over and spoke in a low voice. "On the Grudge Platform, life and death is decided by the victor."

"It shouldn't be the case, right?" Jun Changxiao's expression changed.

Li Qingyang glanced at Wei Yinu as he said, "Please allow this disciple to take your place in accepting his challenge."

Jun Changxiao shook his head. "He, as an elder, has issued me a challenge. How can this seat allow a disciple to take the risk and substitute for me?"

As he spoke, he took large strides toward the Grudge Platform.

"He accepted the challenge!"

"Sect Leader Jun actually accepted it!"

"Given his cultivation, he will definitely be abused by Elder Wei to the point where there will be cuts and bruises all over his body!"

The cultivators from the various sects were in a lively discussion.

Among them, there were people like the deacon of the Long Blade Sect and the disciple of the Tiger Roar Sect intentionally jeering rowdily.

"This is too nonsensical." Lu Qianqian frowned.

The elder of the Spirit Stream Sect had a cultivation base at the twelfth stage of the Meridian Opening Realm while Jun Changxiao was only at the fifth stage. The disparity was so great. Was he not courting death if he went up‽

The disciples who recently joined the sect were also very worried. Sect Leader Jun's knowledge on the martial dao was very outstanding, but his cultivation base was a little low. How could he face the elder from the Spirit Stream Sect head-on in a fight?

When Jun Changxiao strode toward the Grudge Platform. Be it the cultivators of the various sects or the members of his own sect, no one was optimistic about his victory.

"Hahaha!" Wei Yinu also went up the Grudge Platform, laughing loudly. "Brat, if you were a cowardly turtle, this elder might have spared you. But since you got on the platform, prepare to accept your death."

"Is that so?" Jun Changxiao shrugged.

This brat was actually so calm. I must show him my full strength! Wei Yinu rolled up his sleeves and ferociously clenched his fists. His muscles throbbed as green veins were revealed.

"Elder Wei mainly cultivates his physical body. Even without the reinforcement of any martial techniques, the power of one of his fist is sufficient to destroy huge rocks weighing over one thousand kilos!"

"Oh my!"

Everyone drew in a breath of cold air.

A cultivator at the twelfth stage of the Meridian Opening Realm could already be considered very impressive if he could shatter a huge rock weighing about 750 kilos!

"What does that matter?" A disciple of the Spirit Stream Sect spoke with pride. "Our Elder Wei once hunted down a martial-apprentice level savage beast with his bare hands in the wilderness!"

"What‽" Everyone was incomparably shocked.

A martial-apprentice level savage beast was killed by someone at the Meridian Opening Realm. This was simply terrifying to the extreme!

Although he was injured from killing that savage beast, when he saw the shock on the faces of the cultivators there, there was a complacent look on Wei Yinu's face.

But when he turned his gaze back onto Jun Changxiao, he discovered that Jun Changxiao was currently picking his nose with his little finger!

Ga!

The cultivators from the various sects were as dumbstruck as wooden chicken.

On this sacred and solemn Grudge Platform, that fellow actually did such an inelegant thing under the eyes of the public!

What was even more exaggerated was that he even dug out a huge booger. He then flicked the booger onto the elder's shoe.

"Ah, ah!"

Wei Yinu felt gravely humiliated. His roars of anger soared up to the sky as he gathered all his strength in his right fist and blasted out.

"Hu!"

This strike of anger also contained the power of his cultivation base at the twelfth stage of the Meridian Opening Realm. Qi waves visible to the naked eyes even manifested!

Jun Changxiao placed his hands behind his back and had a calm look on his face.

"Sect leader…" Li Qingyang had a heavy expression.

Lu Qianqian, who had always been cold, also has a worried look on her face.

"It's over!"

"That fellow was struck by it. Even if he isn't dead, he must be heavily injured!"

Boom!

A dull sound rang out. Gusts of wind also kicked up, causing the robes and hair of those spectating to flutter wildly.