A blade that was forty meters long and he let the target for thirty-nine meters…
Particular, how particular!
Zhou Tianba was restricted by the might and suppression, so he could not move an inch. His forehead was drenched in cold sweat, and the fearful gaze coming out from his eyes was getting stronger.
"It seems like," Jun Changxiao said, "you are one who is greedy for life and fears death."
Zhou Tianba was not usually one who was very fearful of death. After all, he had chosen to be a bandit and had come to understand the risk of death.
However, under the suppression of the aura from the nanshou blade, he could feel a sense of fear that he had never felt before. He felt as though… as though he was in hell!
Zhou Tianba was afraid.
At that moment, he hoped to keep on living!
"Today," Jun Changxiao said, "this seat shall clean up the grounds on behalf of the people in Qingyang region, the grieving spirits who died in vain!"
"Don't… don't… don't!" Zhou Tianba spoke hastily. "Sect Leader Jun, I'm willing to release your sect's disciples!"
"Do you still want the money?"
"I don't want it. I don't want it!"
The forty-meter-long blade was about to chop down. Even if he had ten times the courage, he would not dare ask for it. In fact, he regretted his moment of folly. Why did he kidnap the disciples of the Iron Bones Clang Clang Sect and provoke such a terrifying fella?
Zhou Tianba was not suspicious at all. If Jun Changxiao had the intention of killing, whether it was himself or his two hundred subordinates, they would all perish under the blade!
Jun Changxiao said, "Boss, this seat is very curious. How did you know my name?"
"This…" Zhou Tianba paused for a moment before speaking. "I heard a little about the Hundred Sects Recruitment."
Swoosh!
Jun Changxiao pressed the blade toward the front of his head and replied with a cold and stern gaze, "This seat wants to hear you speak the truth."
The blade was only a palm's length away from his head. The invading powerful might made Zhou Tianba so scared that his face turned green.
At this time, he did not care about anything else. His voice trembled as he said, "Okay… Spirit Spring Sect! It was the Spirit Spring Sect that gave me a sum of money and asked me to kidnap your sect's disciples, then kill you!"
"Be on your path to death." Jun Changxiao had gotten the answer he wanted and swept the blade across.
Swoosh!
Zhou Tianba's mouth remained agape as his head was separated and flew out from his body.
Earlier, that cowardly disciple from Iron Bones Clang Clang Sect had been beheaded by him. Now that he was beheaded by Jun Changxiao, it could be considered a form of karma.
"Boss…"
Witnessing the headless body of Zhou Tianba fell to the ground with a loud thud, the bandits of Blackwind Stronghold were all stricken with fear.
Swoosh!
Jun Changxiao turned his body around, and his gaze was filled with boundless killing intent.
Since the big and small chiefs were all dead, Blackwind Stronghold lacked a leader. Normally, to let these bandits off, that would be…
Let them off?
Would those people who were bound to a wooden pile and beaten to death agree?
Would those people who were being hung in the sun and dried to death agree?
Would those people with heads set in braziers, their gazes filled with desperation, fear, and helplessness, agree?
He wanted to ask one final time. Would Jun Changxiao agree?
Everyone would have disagreed.
For these b*stards with no sense of humanity, letting them off was equivalent to releasing a tiger back to the mountain. Hence, he would utilize the forty-meter-long blade to seek justice for the dead!
"Go and die," Jun Changxiao said gloomily.
In that moment, the endless killing intent surrounded his body.
"No, no…"
The few hundred bandits could feel their scalps tingling, their faces overwhelmed with fear and pale. The strong sense of death invaded their hearts and minds.
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
The rays of light beamed from the blade, and fresh blood spurt everywhere.
Even before their death, the helpless bandits could not have imagined that the person who came today was the same as a killing god and an evil demon.
Hu hu!
Steaming flames started to rise from the braziers for no reason. As the helpless and frightened gazes from these skulls witnessed the b*stards' deaths one by one, the expressions under the burning flames suddenly turned into smiles.
…
Jun Changxiao stood holding his blade as his black hair fluttered in the wind.
Surrounding him were countless corpses scattered on the ground with fresh blood converging into a river. The air was filled with a pungent bloody smell.
The ten bosses of Blackwind Stronghold and more than two hundred bandits had all turned into spirits under his blade.
"You have killed a total of two hundred and twenty-six people," the system announced.
Jun Changxiao had never killed anyone before, but he had killed too many today.
"Should I have killed them?"
"If you were still in your previous world, even when they have committed the most heinous crimes, they would be under the judgement and punishment of law," the system replied.
"But this is a different world, and there are different rules. Don't talk about evil people yet, just those who kidnap and kill my disciples. They ought to be killed," Jun Changxiao answered.
"Host, you have adapted to the Fallen Star Continent."
"It is not my personality to be adaptable. Rather, I will make the Fallen Star Continent adapt to me. Anyone who bullies or insults me will have to pay the price, including… the Spirit Spring Sect."
…
Weng!
The nanshou blade beamed with rays of light and shrank from forty meters long to half an inch, turning into a mini blade once again.
"Without it, I would've had a hard time saving my kidnapped disciples."
Jun Changxiao sheathed the small blade inside its small scabbard.
Weng!
In that moment of being sheathed, the nanshou blade shuddered slightly, as though there was some sort of power attached between the blade handle and blade scabbard.
Jun Changxiao was stunned and said, "Could it be this blade has been sealed again?"'
"That's right," the system said. "The power of nanshou blade is extremely huge, and being a double-edged blade, it could hurt people and hurt you. After utilizing it, it will automatically be sealed. The host has to unseal it again with an unseal charm."
"…" Jun Changxiao was speechless, but he was a little afraid, thinking of the process of utilizing it. It was better for this valiant weapon to be sealed so that he did not hurt himself.
Hold up!
Jun Changxiao was stunned again and said, "Double-edged sword? Hurting myself and others?"
"You don't feel tired?" the system asked.
"Tired? I don't feel anything…"
He had not completed his sentence when Jun Changxiao felt as though his body had been emptied of strength. He suddenly felt weak and powerless as he fell onto the raised platform.
"After using the nanshou blade, you will feel weak for thirty minutes," the system said. "During this period, you will have no energy and no defense mechanism. Even a three-year-old kid can kill you as long he wishes."
"What a rotten setting…" Jun Changxiao lay on the ground, feeling powerless. He thought to himself, Luckily, I've killed them all, otherwise I'd have been killed instead.
…
Thirty minutes passed by very quickly.
Jun Changxiao eventually recovered from his weak state. Then, he jumped up with a 'whoosh' sound and walked through the side door of the palace. Very quickly, he managed to find the stone prison at the back of the mountain.
"Sect Leader?"
"Sect Leader is here! Our Sect Leader is here to save us!"
When the thirty or so disciples who were locked up in the stone prison saw Jun Changxiao appear, they were stunned and could not react. Then, they started to scream and shout as they went wild with joy!
Clank!
The iron chain broke apart, and the prison gate opened.
Jun Changxiao sheathed his Ice Edge Sword and smiled. "My darlings, you have suffered."
The crucial part of the Strongest Sect System was the disciples. Was it too much to call them darlings? It was not excessive at all. In fact, it was filled with love!
The disciples could feel goosebumps all over, but since the Sect Leader had personally come to save them, they still felt so touched that their tears dropped.
…
At the drill ground, the disciples who had been rescued looked at all the corpses on the ground, the severed arms and legs scattered everywhere, and the blood that had condensed into a river. Their facial muscles were stiff, and some of them even started to puke.
"Senior Brother…" One of the disciples pointed at the skull of Zhou Tianba and was startled. "It's the big boss of the bandits. His head has been chopped off!"
Everyone looked over and gasped.
The bandits on this black mountain had been causing harm in the Qingyang region for a long time. Even the authorities and big sects could not do anything. Now, everyone including the chief had died. It was totally unbelievable!
"All of them… were killed by you yourself, Sect Leader?"
"There's only Sect Leader here in the entire stronghold. If not him, then who else!"
"Oh my god, this is too terrifying!"
For a moment, the thirty or so disciples held so much admiration for their Sect Leader that it was overflowing like endless and uninterrupted torrential river water!
Jun Changxiao was uninterested in enjoying the admiration from his disciples. At that moment, he had already found a secret passage leading to an underground area in Zhou Tian Ba's bedroom.
As they followed the flight of steps down, an iron gate that was locked up obstructed their way. He drew his blade to break the iron chain, and using one leg, he kicked open the gate. Gold, silver, pearls, and jewelry appeared in front of them, filling the grounds.
"We're rich. We're rich!"
There were golden rays of light shining from Jun Changxiao's eyes, and he swept the valuables clean without any hesitation.
After a rewarding journey, Jun Changxiao returned the azure dragon naginata that was leaning against the tiger-skinned chair to the interspatial ring. He then led his disciples away and left in a swaggering manner.
Hu hu!
The Blackwind Stronghold that was similar to a military base was razed to the ground. The entire stronghold, wooden piles, outpost, and every corpse were burnt into ashes.
Ding!
"Congratulations for completing the hidden mission [Getting Rid of Harm for the People], host. Your prize is fifty contribution points!"
Ding!
"Sect Contribution Points: 50/100"
Dang!
On his way down the mountain, Jun Changxiao murmured in surprise, "So getting rid of Blackwind Stronghold was a secret mission and had so many contribution points as a reward!"