Chapter 8

After that, Jun Xiaoyao took Jun Linglong and Jun Zhantian back to the Heavenly Emperor Palace.

As for the other members of the Jun family in the arena, they watched them leave with envy and awe.

If Jun Xiaoyao had performed poorly, they would have naturally criticized him.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao's performance had completely won them over.

Even Jun Linglong was willing to be Jun Xiaoyao's maidservant.

"Do you think Jun Zhanjian will get back at him?" a young man from the Jun family asked with interest.

"I don't think so. As long as Jun Zhanjian is not stupid, he will not provoke the Son Of God." The others shook their heads.

Everyone knew that Jun Xiaoyao was highly valued by the Eighteenth Ancestor. He had a bright future and was destined to be the backbone of the Jun family.

If Jun Zhanjian offended Jun Xiaoyao just because of Lan Qingya, he would definitely be out of his mind.

As for Jun Xiaoyao himself, he did not care about Jun Zhanjian at all.

If he had come to get back at Lan Qingya, Jun Xiaoyao would have been more than happy to fight him.

"Is this the Heavenly Emperor Palace?"

Jun Linglong looked at the magnificent palace in front of her with a hint of excitement.

Although her status was high, she was not qualified to enter the Heavenly Emperor Palace.

"Be casual. Don't be so formal." Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand.

"Thank you, Lord Son Of God." Jun Linglong bowed to Jun Xiaoyao and smiled sweetly.

"If it were anyone else, it would be difficult for Jun Linglong to even look at them, but I can easily take her as my maidservant. Is this power and status?" Jun Xiaoyao was secretly speechless.

Reincarnation was indeed a skill.

"By the way, Grandpa, Linglong will be taking care of my daily needs in the future. You don't have to come here every day," Jun Xiaoyao said as he turned around.

"Hey, you little brat …" Jun Zhantian fumed and glared at him.

Now that you have a beautiful maid, you're turning around and abandoning your grandfather?

However, he could not persuade Jun Xiaoyao. Jun Zhantian compromised in the end, but he would still come if there was a need to preach the Dao.

Over the next few days, Jun Xiaoyao spent his time gaining enlightenment of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth.

The Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth wasn't just a cultivation of immense strength. It was also a manifestation of all sorts of martial techniques.

For example, it could evolve into a supreme offensive technique, the Infernal Deity Spear.

After all, primeval godmammoths could suppress the boundless hells, absorb the spirit energy of hell, and transform it into a spear that could pierce through anything.

It could also evolve the strongest defensive technique, the Underworld God Protection, which was indestructible.

He could even condense Demon Wings, and with a flap of his wings, he could travel through the void at top speed.

As Jun Xiaoyao's comprehension deepened, more and more abilities would be unlocked in the future.

In the end, he could even evolve into a true primeval godmammoth, summon the gates of hell, and summon countless demons to fight for Jun Xiaoyao!

"This Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth is really useful," Jun Xiaoyao praised.

Although the Jun family had many supreme body-tempering techniques, they were not as comprehensive as the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth in terms of functionality.

"I really hope that I'll have a chance to check in again." Jun Xiaoyao couldn't wait to check in again.

Ding!

At that moment, the system's voice sounded in Jun Xiaoyao's mind again.

"Congratulations, host. The new check-in location has been refreshed!"

"Please check in at the Ten Years Old Banquet!"

When Jun Xiaoyao heard the voice, he was slightly stunned. "Ten Years Old Banquet? Is it my Ten Years Old Banquet?"

He had heard from Jun Zhantian that when he turned ten, the Jun family would hold a grand Ten Years Old Banquet for him.

At that time, many forces in the Huangtian Mystic Realm, including the Clan of the Ancients and the supreme clans, would be invited to the banquet.

Even Jun Xiaoyao's identity as Sequence Zero would be announced at the Ten Years Old Banquet.

This banquet would be Jun Xiaoyao's first appearance in the world.

"It seems that the check-in location and time are random. There is no pattern." Jun Xiaoyao pondered.

However, this was not a big deal. The Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth and the Meditative Method of Chaotic Divinity were enough for Jun Xiaoyao to cultivate.

"I'm looking forward to the Ten Years Old Banquet …" Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

"By the way, why hasn't Jun Zhanjian made a move yet? Did he really give up?"

Jun Xiaoyao muttered to himself, feeling a little disappointed.

At the same time.

In the Jun family, on a spiritual island floating in the void.

The ten sequences of the Jun family were treated differently from ordinary geniuses. Each of them had their own independent mansion.

They were either heavenly palaces, divine islands, or blessed grotto-heavens.

This spiritual island was the mansion of the tenth sequence of the Jun family, Jun Zhanjian.

On the spiritual island, there was a mountain peak that looked like a long sword piercing into the sky, exuding a sword aura that was like the might of the heavens.

At the foot of the mountain peak, Lan Qingya, dressed in a blue dress, had been waiting there for a few days.

"Young Master Zhanjian hasn't come out of seclusion yet?" Lan Qingya looked anxious, wronged, and unwilling.

The more Lan Qingya thought about what happened in the arena, the more sullen and angry Lan Qingya felt.

However, she did not dare to cause trouble for Jun Xiaoyao and Jun Linglong. She could only rely on Jun Zhanjian.

In the past, whenever someone offended Lan Qingya, all they had to do was look for Jun Zhanjian. In the end, it would be the other party who would apologize.

It was because of this that Lan Qingya developed such an arrogant personality.

Boom!

At that moment, a huge wave of energy suddenly came from the top of the mountain.

A terrifying storm of magic power swept across the sky, forming a tornado.

"It's Young Master Zhanjian. He has broken through again!"

On the spiritual island, some of Jun Zhanjian's followers were alarmed. They all looked at the mountain peak.

Lan Qingya's wronged expression was swept away, and she looked very excited.

Jun Zhanjian had broken through, and his strength had increased again. He could definitely help her vent her anger.

Even if he did not teach Jun Xiaoyao a lesson, he could at least teach Jun Linglong a lesson.

On the mountain peak, a young man in a black robe with a sword on his back stepped down from the void.

Generally speaking, after the Sea of Spirit Realm and reaching the Divinity Realm, one would be able to walk on air.

It was obvious that this black-robed young man was already a Divinity Realm master.

He was about 13 or 14 years old. His black hair fluttered in the wind, and his black eyes were deep. His temperament was like a divine sword that could cut through the heavens. It was intimidating.

This black-robed young man was the Sequence Ten of the Jun Family, Jun Zhanjian!

It was rumored that on the day of his birth, all the swordsmen in the Jun Family unsheathed their swords on their own and pointed at Jun Zhanjian's birthplace.

He was born with the Heart of the Sword and the Indestructible Sword Body, which allowed him to contain endless sword aura within his body. He also had a talent for swordsmanship and martial arts.

It was because of these talents that Jun Zhanjian rose to prominence and became one of the Sequence Ten.

Although he was ranked at the bottom of the Sequence Ten, he was still not to be underestimated.

There were tens of thousands of young geniuses in the Jun Family, and it was extremely difficult to become one of the Sequence Ten.

Not everyone was like Jun Xiaoyao, who was born high and had an extraordinary status.

"Qingya, have you been waiting for me?"

Jun Zhanjian landed. The followers around him bowed and cupped their hands. Jun Zhanjian ignored them and looked at Lan Qingya.

"Young Master Zhanjian!"

Lan Qingya squeezed out a few tears. She looked upset and threw herself into Jun Zhanjian's arms.

"That b * tch …" The other followers cursed in their hearts and looked at her with disdain.

As Jun Zhanjian's followers, they could not stand Lan Qingya's behavior.

She even said that Jun Linglong was a green tea b * tch. She was the real green tea b * tch.

"What's wrong? Who made you unhappy this time?" Jun Zhanjian smiled faintly.

He was indeed very fond of Lan Qingya. His attitude toward her was different from the other followers.

"This is what happened …" Lan Qingya told him everything.

Then, she said with tears in her eyes, "Young Master Zhanjian, I did it for your sake. Who would have thought that Jun Xiaoyao and Jun Linglong …"

"You said … you offended Jun Xiaoyao?"

Jun Zhanjian's black hair covered his eyes, making it difficult for others to see his expression.

"Yes, Young Master Zhanjian, you must seek justice for me …" Lan Qingya said, feeling wronged.

Slap!

However, what greeted her was a resounding slap!