Chapter 62: remove direct descendant

After Jun Changxiao announced his sects name, the surrounding cultivators immediately started to discuss, their words venomous. 

This was very normal. 

All of the sects participating were at least eighth-grade. A ninth-grade sect registering was unthinkable. 

Ah 

Jun Changxiao sighed. 

He did not believe that he was born with a mockable face, just that the Fallen Star Continent was too cruel. 

In the ancient times of his previous world, people had also been divided into various grades and ranks. 

The servants and slaves were regarded as outcasts. If they tried to act outside of their status, they would immediately be killed. 

Just wait. 

I will make my sect become Falling Star Continents most dazzling existice and all beings will bow down in worship. 

Jun Changxiao did not truly care about how others viewed him, but continued to strive higher. 

The middle-aged man who had been writing said, Although there is no base limitation on the participating sects, the registrant must be a high-level member of the sect. What is a disciple like you doing?

Pah!

Jun Changxiao placed the sect masters seal onto the table. Ironbone Unyielding Sects Sect Head, Jun Changxiao.

His expression was very proud. 

Other people may look down on him, but he was not allowed to look down on himself. 

The middle-aged man glanced at the seal and emotionlessly said, So it was Sect Head Jun, I have been disrespectful.

Hes the Ironbone Sect Head, the one who beat the Azure Mountain Sects elder in Qingyang City?

I didnt expect him to be so young.

I heard that his cultivation was only Fourth or Fifth Stage Meridian Opening, but he cut off the arm of a Twelfth Stage Meridian Opening Spirit Spring Sect elder!

I also heard that, but I think its just a rumor.

Fourth or Fifth Stage Meridian Opening, how can he hurt a Twelfth Stage Meridian Opening cultivator?

About the Hundred Sects Recruiting, the people of Liyang City had also heard. But because they had not witnessed it themselves, they treated it as mere hearsay. 

Jun Changxiao did not pay attention to the people and said, Since there is no stipulation banning ninth-grade sects from participating, why are you in a daze? Quickly ask the questions and fill out the form! Sitting here like this, are you an old man waiting for tea?

The middle-aged man immediately woke up from his stupor. But his grip around the brush tightened, as if he was restraining his anger. How many disciples will be participating?

Five.

Names and ages.

Lu Qianqian, 16. Li Qingyang, 17. Su Xiaomo, 16. Tian Qi, 18. Xiao Zuiji, 17.

The middle-aged man was stunned and asked, Who was the last one?

Xiao Zuiji, Jun Changxiao repeated. 

Xiao Zuiji? A cultivator piped up from the side, snickering, You cant mean the waste thrown out by the Xiao Family?

Shua!

Jun Changxiao turned his head and glared, voice cold. You want to try saying that again?

Under such a harsh glare, the cultivators glanced at each other and hastily retreated a few steps. 

The middle-aged man indifferently said, The former Xiao Familys direct descendent, Xiao Zuiji?

Please remove the Xiao Familys direct descendant. This Lords disciples are not that special, Jun Changxiao said. 

The former genius had brought countless honor to the family, but had been expelled at the age of twelve because his cultivation regressed. Jun Changxiao felt that such a family was not worthy of Xiao Zuiji. He spat in contempt.

The middle-aged man nodded and filled out the form. He threw five bamboo slates over and said, On the day of the competition, the disciples must bring these identification cards, otherwise it will be regarded as a forfeit.

Jun Changxiao accepted the bamboo slates and turned around to leave.

However, he stopped by the cultivator from earlier to threaten, If you dare say that this Lords disciple is a waste again, I will let you Roar!

With the sudden roar, the cultivator was frightened and fell over. 

Tch. Jun Changxiao was disdainful. You were frightened by just that and have the face to call other people waste.

Hateful! The cultivator did not have the guts to attack and was shaking with humiliation. First of all, the city forbade private fights, and second, this young mans gaze was a little terrifying. 

Jun Changxiao left. 

He had only left for a few moments before the cultivators burst out into discussion. 

That fellow said Xiao Zuiji, the Xiao Familys Xiao Zuiji. It seems like after he was chased out, he ran to the Ironbone Sect.

If he still had his spiritual roots and cultivation, let alone a fourth or fifth-grade, even a second-grade sect would want him. What a pity, he can only wait for death in a ninth-grade sect now.

If the Xiao Family heard that their expelled direct descendent joined such an inferior sect, what would they think?

The Xiao Family of Liyang City had several hundred years of history. Based on their all-around strength and economic power, they were way superior to Qingyang Citys Li Family. 

This day, the Xiao Familys great elder was angrily stomping around the Great Hall. 

The Xiao Familys patriarch put down his teacup and smiled, Great Elder, what is the problem?

The Great Elder angrily spat, I just heard the news from outside, the waste that we expelled has joined the Ironbone Sect and will enter the martial competition.

Oh? 

The Xiao Family patriarch was quite surprised. 

The great elder pounded his fist on the table. My Xiao Family has been in Liyang City for more than 200 years. With this background, we are not weaker than an eighth-grade sect. That waste joined a ninth-grade sect, isnt that intentionally humiliating my Xiao Family?

Patriarch Xiao sipped his tea. He has already been expelled from the family. Even if he becomes a beggar, it has nothing to do with my Xiao Family. Why think about it so much?

Thats just what you think. But, some families in the city harbor evil intentions and will intentionally create rumors, wanting to turn our entire Xiao Family into laughingstocks! Patriarch, I suggested that you poison the boy and send him to the earth, reuniting him with his parents. But you only expelled him!

It was not difficult to tell from the great elders words that he was venting all of his anger out on Xiao Zuiji. 

Patriarch Xiao placed the cup down and used a finger to trace the rim. He smiled. 

Killing off waste is not such an easy thing. In my opinion, Great Elder need not fly into such a rage.

Xiao Family, inner courtyard.

Did you guys hear? That waste Xiao Zuiji joined the Ironbone Sect and is even entering the competition. Hell be back in Liyang City in a few days.

Without spiritual roots or cultivation, he still dares to come to Liyang City?

Some cousins are participating, do you think theyll meet that lower?

Theres a lot of people participating this time. Matching up with that trash might be a bit difficult.

Whatever. I have to go watch the competition. Its been so long since I last saw him, I actually miss him a little.

Hahaha. Are you thinking of bullying him again?

The young generation gathered to discuss Xiao Zuiji, who they completely disdained and despised. 

They did not know that the man they called waste was currently in the Ironbone Sects training room, accepting the most brutal tempering. 

His talent was insufficient?

Ill just be increasingly diligent!

Get stronger, get stronger!

As the night grew deeper, Xiao Zuiji revolved the Tendon Altering Sutra while crazily punching the strength tester, his forehead beaded with sweat and fists bleeding. 

Jun Changxiao lay on the roof of the Main Hall and listened to the activity in the training room. 

The humiliation youve received, the suffering youve endured, vent it all out during the competition.

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