Chapter 119: Beating a Late-Stage Golden Core Cultivator Like a Dog

Liu Junhuai hurriedly expressed his gratitude: "Many thanks to Palace Master Fang for your strong support. My current primary issue is a lack of manpower. With only a few dozen people in such a massive palace complex, I feel quite inadequate as a Sect Master. I hope my aunt can provide some disciples to assist."

Palace Master Fang smiled and said, "This time I have brought you one hundred disciples. The lowest rank is the fifth stage of Qi Refining, and the highest are two early-stage Golden Core cultivators. How about it? If you think it is too few, I can add more."

Liu Junhuai said joyfully, "So many? Thank you again, Aunt, for your thoughtful care. By the way, are these disciples on loan to us, or are they joining permanently?"

Mo Sitong kicked Liu Junhuai on the side and said, "How silly. Who asks that way? What would you do if Mother said they were on loan? Mother surely intends for them to join, right, Mother?"

Liu Qingman smiled and remarked, "They say daughters always turn outward, and it is truly no lie. It has only been a year since she left home, and she has already forgotten the mother who raised her."

Palace Master Fang said, "Junhuai, I am at ease leaving these one hundred cultivators with you. If you are dissatisfied with any of them, just send them back to the Juechen Palace, and I will make up the numbers for you. Consider it an early dowry for Sitong! If you need more, I will add more for you. Additionally, my Juechen Palace has specialized tailors; we have customized one thousand sets of various garments for the Wanxiang Sect. Once they are finished, I will have them delivered to you! You can choose which colors you need, and they can be made at Juechen Palace."

Liu Junhuai was so moved he did not know what to say. Mo Sitong quickly added, "Mother, you are always so thoughtful! But for the sect founding ceremony, I would trouble you to help us contact a few more sects."

Palace Master Fang smiled, "Rest assured, I have already thought of that. Once the specific date is set, I will visit them personally to extend the invitation!"

Liu Junhuai said, "The Sect Alliance is also coming, and Sect Master Xiao of the Tianji Sect will bring people from several other sects as well. In that case, the scale will be quite impressive."

Palace Master Fang said, "I have heard of everything you have done during this time; your reputation is quite resounding! My daughter’s judgment is indeed good. Our Juechen Palace will also join the Sect Alliance. I have already contacted several sects in the Mojue Kingdom, and I will bring them along on the day of your sect's founding."

Liu Junhuai beamed with joy: "That is exactly what the Sect Alliance longs for. To deal with the Shixue Alliance, we need the support of more sects to persevere. My Uncle Xiao will be thrilled!"

Palace Master Fang asked curiously, "Uncle Xiao? You mean Sect Master Xiao? Wouldn't that mess up the seniority?"

Liu Junhuai laughed, "We each maintain our own relationships. He was the one who asked me to call him that. Even Uncle Wu is his martial nephew!"

Palace Master Fang said solemnly, "This Sect Master Xiao is upright and hates evil. Although he can be a bit petty, he will genuinely help you. The recent siege of the Shixue Alliance is proof enough. You should grow closer to him in the future!"

Mo Sitong curled her lips upon hearing this. The Tianji Sect was actually manipulated by Liu Junhuai; Xiao Qingtian had been dragged onto a pirate ship. It was fine that he was upright, but calling him a hater of evil was a bit of a stretch—after all, by taking this step, he had exposed the disciples of the Tianji Sect to the eyes of the Shixue Alliance.

As they were chatting happily, Wu Yaohan hurried over and said, "Junhuai, someone from the Meteor Mansion of the Mengze Kingdom has arrived, specifically demanding to see you."

Liu Junhuai frowned, his face showing displeasure, and he asked, "Grandpa Wu, what is the status of the person who came from the Meteor Mansion?"

Wu Yaohan replied, "It is Bao Yunxian, the lead disciple of Grand Elder Taishu Yong of the Meteor Mansion, an late-stage Golden Core cultivator."

"The Grand Elder's disciple? And he is arrogant enough to demand that I, a Sect Master, go to meet him? Grandpa Wu, do not meet him again; just have someone else handle him. Furthermore, if he wants to see me, he should bring an official letter from the Meteor Mansion here. Without an official letter, beat him out of the Wanxiang Sect with sticks!" Liu Junhuai said with an awe-inspiring expression.

Wu Yaohan smiled knowingly and left. Palace Master Fang, watching from the side, nodded to herself; this child truly had the aura of a sect leader.

Before long, Liu Junhuai’s divine sense detected a tall, robust middle-aged male cultivator storming out of the main hall.

The group, who were chatting and laughing, heard someone behind them shouting angrily: "How dare you, Liu Junhuai! You actually ignore the special envoy of the Meteor Mansion! You haven't even finished growing your hair, yet you put on such airs for whom? Do you really think your Wanxiang Sect is untouchable?"

Liu Junhuai turned back and scolded angrily, "Where did this mad dog come from, barking wildly in the Wanxiang Sect? Someone, drive him away! Do we let any beggar enter our mountain gate?"

The person was indeed Bao Yunxian from the Meteor Mansion. Enraged by Liu Junhuai's words, he swung his palm at him.

Liu Junhuai gave a disdainful smile, and in a backhand motion, the Ghost Eye Blood Blade appeared in his hand. A massive aura of slaughter crashed down toward Bao Yunxian with the force of his blade.

Bao Yunxian was startled; the fierce aura within the blade's momentum actually caused his breathing to stutter. Not daring to be negligent, he drew his flying sword to block.

With a loud bang, the two weapons collided, but it didn't sound like metal; it sounded like the clash of two streams of true essence.

Liu Junhuai retreated half a step, a trace of a smile on his lips, and his figure suddenly vanished on the spot.

Bao Yunxian was shocked and hurriedly turned to retreat, but Liu Junhuai’s Ghost Eye Blood Blade was already hovering over his head.

In a panic, Bao Yunxian didn't have time to leap away and simply rolled on the ground to dodge to the side.

Before he could stand up, Liu Junhuai followed him like a phantom, the Ghost Eye Blood Blade raining down like a storm, its biting, brutal killing intent tearing the void until it twisted.

Suppressed by Liu Junhuai's momentum, Bao Yunxian had no chance to stand up. If not for his true essence and the golden armor he wore, he would have been killed by Liu Junhuai countless times already.

Liu Junhuai was secretly impressed; after all, being a late-stage Golden Core cultivator and remaining unscathed while being suppressed like this was no small feat.

Knowing that his new sect had just been established, this was the perfect moment to display his power so that the nearly two hundred new disciples would harbor fear and respect.

Thinking of this, Liu Junhuai stopped tangling with Bao Yunxian. With a turn of his mind, the God-Slaying Spear shot out like lightning, a golden ray of light piercing through the twisted void and sinking into Bao Yunxian’s Dantian.

Bao Yunxian only saw a flash of golden light while rolling; then, a sharp pain surged from his Dantian, and he could almost hear the faint sound of it shattering.

Bao Yunxian was terrified to the core, screaming, "No! Don't!" But Liu Junhuai instantly retracted the Ghost Eye Blood Blade, stepped forward, and tapped his fingertips, leaving Bao Yunxian frozen like a wooden chicken.

"Boom!" The surrounding disciples of the Wanxiang Sect erupted into chaos, followed by continuous cheers.

Liu Junhuai stepped on Bao Yunxian’s chest and said, "I called you a dog, and you weren't satisfied? A dignified late-stage Golden Core cultivator, beaten by me, an early-stage Golden Core, like a mangy dog crawling on the floor! Did your elders not teach you to respect the young and honor the old? Shouting and yelling inside the Wanxiang Sect—you are lower than a pig or a dog!"

Someone ran over from behind him, bowing repeatedly to Liu Junhuai and pleading, "Sect Master Liu, please show mercy. This is the nephew of the Mansion Master of our Meteor Mansion! Even if he offended the Sect Master, you cannot destroy his cultivation, can you? Is the Sect Master not afraid of the Meteor Mansion seeking retribution?"

This was an elderly man at the mid-stage of Golden Core, likely Bao Yunxian’s attendant.

Liu Junhuai looked at the old man and said, "Who are you? Did you see what happened just now?"

The mid-stage Golden Core old man puffed out his thin chest and said, "I am Mao Xiaojun, the Second Steward of the Meteor Mansion. As a Sect Master, you have disregarded your status and harmed a direct disciple of the Meteor Mansion. I demand an explanation!"

A trace of expression appeared on Liu Junhuai’s face: "I asked you if you saw what happened just now?"

Mao Xiaojun’s face changed; he had not expected that using the name of the Meteor Mansion would be ineffective.

In truth, he didn't stop to think that if Liu Junhuai were afraid of the Meteor Mansion, he wouldn't have taught Bao Yunxian a lesson in the first place.

"I just came out of the main hall and saw you shatter Young Master Bao’s Dantian!" Mao Xiaojun’s tone shifted slightly.

Liu Junhuai’s expression turned stern: "You didn't see it? Then get lost! This cultivator attempted to harm the Sect Master of the Wanxiang Sect; his crime is truly unforgivable. If you keep babbling, stay here with him!"

"Our Grand Elder Taishu Yong of the Meteor Mansion is currently at the Tianji Sect discussing the alliance! When he comes, your Wanxiang Sect will be reduced to ashes!" Mao Xiaojun screamed hysterically.

With a gust of wind, Bian Yanshan swept out from the crowd. The powerful pressure of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator instantly forced Mao Xiaojun to the ground. Liu Junhuai lunged forward and struck Mao Xiaojun’s Dantian with a heavy palm, causing Mao Xiaojun to spray blood and collapse, wilted on the ground.

The onlookers were filled with horror, and the scene fell into a deathly silence.

Bian Yanshan had always been masking his cultivation; to others, he looked like an old servant of the Sect Master. No one expected him to reveal such astonishing strength and realm the moment he took action.

Those disciples forcibly sent by the Tianji Sect and Juechen Palace had been full of grievances and unwillingness, but seeing that the new sect actually possessed such a high-level existence, they felt a renewed spark of hope for their future.

The disciples who had defected from the Yanfu Palace were even more shocked; it turned out the Sect Master had such a powerful background. It seemed the other old man was likely one of the Nascent Soul cultivators the Sect Master had mentioned.

At this moment, Mao Xiaojun, looking like a stray dog, wished he were dead. There was no such thing as bullying people like this—they clearly had such a high-level expert yet kept him hidden so sneakily. If he had known, he wouldn't have dared to come here even if he had been given ten times the courage.

The two of them had been following Grand Elder Taishu Yong to the Tianji Sect to discuss the alliance. Halfway there, they heard about the destruction of the Yanfu Palace. Grand Elder Taishu Yong had a guilty conscience, so he arranged for the two of them to come and scout for information.

Who would have thought that Bao Yunxian, having been arrogant in the Meteor Mansion for so long, and knowing that the Yanfu Palace was a subordinate sect of the Meteor Mansion, would want to show off his power?

Furthermore, Bao Yunxian was only forty years old and already a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, and he knew that the little brat of a Sect Master of the Wanxiang Sect was only in the early-stage Golden Core realm, so he was naturally full of pride.

He never expected that this tiny early-stage Golden Core cultivator would beat him, a late-stage Golden Core, like a dog crawling all over the floor.

Behind him, there was still a late-stage Nascent Soul expert who hadn't even shown himself. Seeing Liu Junhuai's dominance, even if the early-stage Nascent Soul Grand Elder came, he would probably be beaten like a dog too, right?