Chapter 1: Iron Bones Clang Clang Sect

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Translator: Lordbluefire  Editor: Millman97

“Young man, I can tell that your bone structure is wondrous.
You are a rare martial genius that appears with odds less than one in ten thousand.
You can consider joining my Iron Bones Clang Clang Sect as a disciple.
In the future, your accomplishments will be immeasurable.”

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In the wilderness surrounded by mountains, the scenery was pleasant.
Jun Changxiao laughed and spoke to a cultivator.
His lips were curled up into a smile, and with his fair-looking face, he gave off a feeling of extreme handsomeness.

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It was not a feeling; it was real.

 

If there were females there who saw him, they would definitely scream in excitement and would definitely be mesmerized so greatly to the extent where they could not even stand straight.

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“This…”

 

The cultivator had a green head-cloth tied to his head.
He politely asked, “Sir, can you shift your feet away first?”

 

So, it turned out that Jun Changxiao had one of his feet upon the other party's face, covering half of it and even leaving a huge footprint.

 

Was this not a case of someone being beaten up?

 

From the looks of things, given that the other party was lying on the ground as well as the footprint on his face, the severity of this beating was quite severe.

 

Jun Changxiao retracted his foot before apologetically saying, “When I saw you teasing my beautiful female disciple, this seat1 acted rashly in a moment of impulse.
I'm truly sorry.”

 

“…”

 

The cultivator was speechless.

 

He encountered a beauty in the wilds and merely went forward to speak two sentences with her.
After that, he immediately got pummelled by this sect leader of the Iron Bones Sect1.
How unlucky.

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“Friend,” Jun Changxiao said, “why don't you consider it?”

 

The cultivator with the head-cloth weakly replied, “Can I say no?”

 

“Yes, you can.” Jun Changxiao was serious.
“Our Iron Bones Clang Clang Sect has always used virtue to convince the masses.
We definitely won't force anyone to do things against their will!”

 

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“I apologize then.” The cultivator endured the pain and rejected the offer.
“I've already joined the Spirit Spring Sect.
It's impossible for me to become a disciple of your esteemed sect.”

 

It had not been easy for him to pass the Spirit Spring Sect's test to become an unofficial disciple.
Why would he choose to transfer to another sect, let alone the Iron Bones Clang Clang Sect?

 

Just from the name, he was sure that this sect was a rubbish sect that was unranked in the Fallen Star Continent.
It would be a waste of time if he joined it; it would even be a waste of his life.

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“Sigh.” Jun Changxiao shook his head and spoke with extreme pity in his tone.
“Friend, you have no fate with my Iron Bones Clang Clang Sect.”

 

He turned his head and yelled, “Qianqian, did this fellow bully you earlier?”

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On a gigantic rock not far away, a white-robed maiden sat quietly.
Her eyes were as clear as spring water, and her skin was as fair as snow.
Although she was only about sixteen years of age, she had all the conditions required to be considered a beauty.

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If one wanted to point out some flaws, it would be that because of her youth, some of her body parts that were supposed to be fuller were not that full yet.

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“Sect leader.” Lu Qianqian adjusted her cuff and calmly spoke.
“He wanted to touch my hand earlier.”

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Pak!

 

Jun Changxiao once again lifted his feet and stomped down on the head-cloth cultivator's face.
His gaze turned cold and sharp.
“You must be tired of living.”

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Earlier, his expression had been filled with gentleness, but now, his entire person became filled with killing intent.
The speed of his face changing was even faster than someone flipping the pages of a book.

 

The head-cloth cultivator hurriedly yammered, “Sir… I… I didn't!”

 

He vowed that he only had the slightest thought of doing so earlier, but before he could do anything, he was pummelled and fell onto the ground.
At most, one could say that his attempt at trying to take advantage was unsuccessful!

 

“Qianqian wouldn't lie,” Jun Changxiao coldly said.
“This seat believes her.
I will absolutely teach you a good lesson today!”

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Bang!

 

Bang!

 

Bang!

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Gentle gusts of wind blew over, blowing on the swollen face of the cultivator with the green head-cloth.
He had been pummelled so brutally that his bones had almost fallen apart.

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“Despicable.”

 

He struggled and lifted his head, staring at the two blurry figures before him.
The cultivator gripped the soil on the ground angrily as he mumbled with hatred, “This daddy will definitely get revenge!”

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Jun Changxiao.

 

The sect leader of the Iron Bones Clang Clang Sect.

 

The Iron Bones Clang Clang Sect was truly impressive.

 

A cultivator wi