The Strongest Sect of All Times - Chapter 132

ON JUNE 26, 2022 BY MOONCHILDKHZ

Mountain Cat lost an arm, but was not dead. After he fainted due to excessive blood loss, he was dragged into the cave by Jun Changxiao. 

“Sect Head.”

After Xiao Zuiji stopped the bleeding and simply wrapped the wounds, he asked, “Why are you keeping him alive?”

Jun Changxiao said, “This fellow cannot die because he still has a lot of use. For example, we can use him as bait to draw out more fish.”

“Oh.” 

Xiao Zuiji understood. 

From assassinating the Drizzle Pavilion assassins to finding the enemies hiding outside, each problem was solved one by one. The sect head was steady and confident, making him really worship!

Jun Changxiao ordered, “Go look for some vine and tie him up.”

“Yes.”

Xiao Zuiji walked out of the cave, cut a pile of solid veins, then tied the fainted Mountain Cat’s hands together. 

…

Inside Drizzle Pavilion headquarters.

Scorpion had his hands behind his back as he walked back and forth, looking anxious and feeling irritable. 

Mountain Cat had taken four others outside last night, but it was now broad daylight and not a single person had returned, making him very worried. 

As Drizzle Pavilion’s strategic brain, Venomous Snake was quite calm. He pessimistically said, “There was a loud sound last night, Mountain Cat likely had an accident.”

Scorpion growled, “Mountain Cat is definitely okay!”

Why was he so confident?

Because of the man’s codename. 

Mountain cats were clever animals, their personalities sly and discrete. They were especially good at hiding here and there, considered the hunters of the night. 

Every now and then, Drizzle Pavilion would test its members, 

If the test was on survival or ambushing, as long as Mountain Cat participated, he would always seize first place. 

Scorpion and Mountain Cat joined the organization at the same time, growing from silver to trump-card assassins together. They had also partnered for several missions, so Scorpion was familiar with the other’s strength. 

Mountain Cat was indeed very strong, but he had unfortunately bumped into Jun Changxiao and was doomed for tragedy. 

(As for us mortals, the only thing we could do is send out insignificant comments: resist plug-ins, everyone is responsible!)

“Not good!”

At this moment, an assassin ran inside and pointed out. “Four… Fourth Brother is… is outside…”

Outside?

Scorpion and Venomous Snake quickly rushed to the cave entrance. Several hundred meters directly in front, a person was hanging from a tree!

“Mountain Cat!”

Scorpion’s anger soared to the heavens and was about to rush out. 

Venomous Snake quickly blocked him, muttering, “This is intentionally trying to get us outside, we cannot fall into the trap!”

Bang!

Scorpion gathered all his anger into his arm, punching the mountain wall. Eyes bloodshot and voice-breaking, he said, “That person hiding in the shadows, when this father catches you, I will certainly make you suffer until you’re begging for death!”

…

Directly opposite of Drizzle Pavilion Headquarters, Mountain Cat and the other assassins were hung as bait. 

And in the distance, Xiao Zuiji was hidden in a patch of grass, his rifle loaded — whoever dared to approach would die. 

Jun Changxiao was on a nearby tree. He took a bite of an apple and indifferently said, “This lord will have you know, the fate of those who offend my Ironbone Sect is more frightening than assassination.”

He was not an evil person, nor did he want to be an evil person. 

But the principle he followed was: if someone provokes me, I will provoke them. 

After the first failure on Drizzle Pavilion’s part, if they had stopped there, Jun Changxiao wouldn’t have paid them any attention. After all, that was just the job of an assassin. If he had to look for someone, he would have looked for the employer. 

But for some reason, they just kept sending more people. 

Especially that time when they had hidden inside the sect and injured a disciple, the organization had thoroughly crossed Jun Changxiao’s bottom line. 

What was his bottom line?

Do not provoke me, do not continue provoking me, do not provoke my disciples!

Even a mild-tempered bunny rabbit would still fly into a rage and bite if annoyed. 

In this world which venerates martial might, I do not want to become some great and evil person, nor will I become such a good person. Since the Heavens have granted me the system, what I can do is not be bullied, that is all.

Jun Changxiao, when he was serious and earnest, was definitely not a class-clown of a sect head. 

Encircle them, there will be a test in a few moments.

…

Night approached. 

Jun Changxiao switched with Xiao Zuiji, the gun still aimed at where Mountain Cat hung. 

Since even the most covert trump-card assassin had been captured, the Drizzle Pavilion did not dare to save its people during the dark, so the night passed in peace. 

The next day, after Xiao Zuiji took up his post, Jun Changxiao continued to glance through the system store. After all, it was too slow to wait for the fish to take the bait. The best thing would be to take the initiative and cast a net, catching all the fish at once. 

“Huh?”

Once he got to the last slot, he saw something called the ‘Modified Tear-Gas Bomb’.

He did not find a grenade, but found a tear-gas bomb instead; it was a bit fucked. 

The item only needed 10 contribution points. The details stated that after use, it would cover a large area in gas and smoke. When the enemy inhaled it, they would cry and lose control of their emotions, making irrational decisions. 

“Lose control of their emotions?”

Jun Changxiao tapped his chin and said, “It seems a bit interesting.”

[Ding! Host has spent 10 contribution points, obtaining Modified Tear-Gas Bomb x1. The item has been transported to the storage ring.]

[Ding! Sect Contribution: 175/500.]

Jun Changxiao took out the tear-gas and said, “Let’s just toss it and see.”

“Give me the gun.”

Shua!

Xiao Zuiji handed it over. 

Jun Changxiao grabbed the rifle and approached the Drizzle Pavilion headquarters. 

When he was close to the cavern, holes suddenly appeared in the stone walls and hidden weapons shot from inside. 

Sect Head Jun was vigilant though, using the Ghost Steps to beautifully avoid the trap. The objects clattered to the floor as Jun Changxiao fired the rifle three times with a ‘bang bang bang’.

He shot the stone door in front of him, puncturing a gaping hole!

Pah. 

Sect Head Jun did a somersault, shouldering the gun as he pressed his back to the stone door. He picked up the tear-gas canister with one hand, pulled the pin out with his teeth, then tossed it inside the hole. 

This was the standard movement for a soldier in the Special Forces. 

Jun Changxiao did not immediately leave, but pressed his ear to the door and listened. 

Tsst—

Quickly, the sound of a pipeline leaking gas came from inside. Through the hole, he could also see the appearance of a white fog. 

“Got it.”

Jun Changxiao very naturally left. 

Sha, sha, sha!

Soon after, Jun Changxiao returned to his hiding place and threw the rifle at Xiao Zuiji. “Watch the cave entrance, there might be some people in a while…”

He had just spoken up to that point when he suddenly remembered he had died back on Earth and the traumatic experience of transmigrating into a different world. Tears immediately started streaming down his face. 

The system said, [It’s over, the host has inhaled tear gas!]

Xiao Zuiji, who was just about to set up the gun, exclaimed, “Sect Head, why are you crying?”

Jun Changxiao wiped his tears as he continued to cry, “Don’t… wah, wah… don’t mind this lord… wah, wah… q-quickly set up.”

“Ok.”

The corner of Xiao Zuiji’s mouth twitched, but he quickly aimed at the cave entrance. 

The great Sect Head Jun was immersed in painful memories. He was especially stuck on the fact that he was a single dog and was immediately depressed, his tears waterfalling down his face. 

Finally, he was leaning onto a tree with one hand and using the other to wipe his snot, loudly wailing. 

Wah, wah, wah!

I’m so fucking depressed!

S-System, you think of a solution faster!

Helpless, the system said, [The host has not inhaled much of the tear gas and should stop crying after about 10 minutes.]

10 minutes?

Jun Changxiao heard this and was even more depressed. He crouched under the tree and wrapped his arms around himself, bawling, “Wah… I should have just fucking tossed it and ran, why did have to stupidly wait there and listen?”