Chapter 41

Jun Xiaoyao's Ten Years Old Banquet came to an end amidst all the ups and downs of the event.

The shock and amazement on the faces of the Clan Leaders, Elders, and young geniuses of the major forces had yet to subside when they left the Jun residence.

From their point of view, what they saw in the Jun residence this time was simply shocking to the core.

The Son Of God of the Jun family, in particular, was like a young emperor with an invincible aura.

Whether it was the Kingly Body of Stars of the Ye family or the Son of the Dragon of Zulong, they were all like soft persimmons in his hands.

Some of the young geniuses could not help but sigh and despair when they compared themselves to the Son Of God of the Jun family.

With the Sacred Body of the Ancients and the Bones of Supremacy, Jun Xiaoyao's talent could no longer be described as monstrous. He was simply born to be an emperor.

With Jun Xiaoyao around, there was no place for anyone else in this life.

Even some of the older generation sighed. With Jun Xiaoyao's current rate of cultivation, he would surpass all of them in a few years' time.

Of course, in addition to Jun Xiaoyao, Jun Zhanjian and Jun Xuehuang also performed well. They could easily kill the geniuses of the Far Ancient Imperial Family.

The most shocking one was naturally the Eighteenth Ancestor of the Jun family, who had never shown up from the beginning to the end.

He was a grand ancestor who had been buried in the Jun family's ancestral hall for countless years.

The fact that he killed the Quasi-Supreme Zulong with three sword moves shocked everyone.

Everyone knew that after this Ten Years Old Banquet, the Huangtian Mystic Realm, which had been peaceful for a long time, would be in turmoil.

Not long after the Jun family banquet ended.

Far away in Hong State, in the headquarters of the Zulong, there was a long roar of a dragon that shook the world and shook the stars.

All the creatures in Hong State seemed to have felt a vast power of heaven that could destroy the world.

"It's the Supreme of the Zulong. Why is he angry?" a creature of Hong State asked with a pale face.

The news of the Jun family banquet would not spread for a while, so they did not know about it.

Inside the Zulong, many powerful telepathic wills were communicating.

"Calm down for now. What's the use of being so angry? Are you going to attack the Jun Family?"

"That little bastard of the Jun Family dared to kill the Dragon Son of this Lord's bloodline.

"And that Jun Shiba, he dared to kill You Long. Is he not afraid of me, Zulong?"

The furious voice from before said coldly.

"Jun Shiba is a madman. It's too difficult to kill him …"

"Should we tell Proud Heaven about this?" another Zulong expert asked via divine will.

"There's no need for that. Long Aotian is currently in seclusion to refine the fifth Dragon Essence. Once he's done refining the seventh Dragon Essence and the Blood of the Emperor Dragon, he'll be able to dominate the younger generation of the Deity Region. Even the Son Of God from the Jun Family can be easily killed!"

"Alright, I will wait for the day when Ao Tian kills the Son Of God of the Jun Family!"

"There's also the Jun Family. In the future, I will definitely make them pay with blood!"

…

On the other side, a divine bird was pulling a carriage through the void.

Inside the carriage, a young man in a blue robe with dashing eyebrows and bright eyes slowly woke up.

It was Ye Xingyun.

"Ouch … It hurts …"

Ye Xingyun felt as if his body was about to fall apart when he moved. His face was pale from the pain.

"Young Master, you're awake," Uncle Fu said.

"What happened to me …" Ye Xingyun was at a loss for a moment before he finally recalled everything that happened at the banquet.

A strong sense of humiliation filled his heart.

As the pride of the Ye Family of the Ancients, when had Ye Xingyun ever suffered such humiliation?

Not to mention being humiliated in front of his goddess.

"Jun Xiaoyao …" Ye Xingyun gritted his teeth and clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

"Young Master, the Son Of God of the Jun Family is not to be trifled with. I've received news that the Son Of God not only has the Sacred Body of the Ancients, but he was also born with a piece of the Bone of Supremacy. Even the Dragon Son of Zulong was easily killed by him," Uncle Fu said with a sigh.

"What? Is that true?!" Ye Xingyun was stunned. He couldn't believe his ears.

Jun Xiaoyao was still holding back when he fought with him. He didn't even use the Bone of Supremacy.

Ye Xingyun felt even more humiliated. Jun Xiaoyao didn't take him seriously at all.

"Damn it …" Ye Xingyun was both angry and humiliated.

Suddenly, a blurry memory flashed through his mind.

He seemed to see a magnificent Star Palace and a magnificent figure with the sun, moon, and stars with his back facing him.

"What is that? Is it a dream? Or …" Ye Xingyun muttered to himself.

He knew that there were reincarnations of Sages and even Great Emperors in this world.

Those reincarnated sky-prides were the real deal. Their vision and cultivation were far beyond that of ordinary sky-prides.

For example, the outlawed sky-pride of the Ye Family of the Ancients, Ye Guchen, was rumored to be the reincarnation of the Immemorial Sword Demon, Dugu Wubai.

According to historical records, the Sword Demon once killed a Boundary Emperor with the Emperor Slayer Sword.

"Could it be that I'm like Ye Guchen? That I'm the reincarnation of a supreme powerhouse and that the Star Palace is a treasure left behind for me?" Ye Xingyun couldn't help but think to himself.

This was very likely.

As time passed, he would awaken more memories. By then, he might be able to find that Star Palace and inherit all of the supreme powerhouse's Opportunities of Fortune.

"Jun Xiaoyao, every dog has its day. Once I awaken my memories, I'll be able to rise to power.

"And Luo Li, I'll make you understand who's the best match for you!"

Ye Xingyun was reinvigorated. He felt that he was about to soar!

…

Meanwhile, at the Jun Residence.

After the banquet, Jun Xiaoyao was being harassed by Jiang Luoli.

Jiang Luoli was supposed to return to the Jiang Residence, but she refused to leave.

The girl that Ye Xingyun had been dreaming of getting his hands on had turned into a sticky plaster that Jun Xiaoyao couldn't shake off no matter how hard he tried.

"Brother Xiaoyao, do you need a maid to serve you tea?"

"I have Linglong."

"Brother Xiaoyao, do you need a maid to wash your clothes and fold your blankets?"

"I have Linglong."

"Brother Xiaoyao, do you need a maid to warm your bed?"

"I have Linglong … Ahem, what are you talking about?" Jun Xiaoyao coughed dryly. He was annoyed beyond words.

In the end, even Jiang Rou began to urge him to get married.

"Mother, the Eighteenth Ancestor is still looking for me. I'll take my leave first." Jun Xiaoyao could not stand the harassment and clamor of the group of women and immediately left.

"Hmph, Brother Xiaoyao, Luo Li won't give up!" Jiang Luoli clenched her fists like a little fangirl.

Meanwhile, Jun Xiaoyao had also arrived at the ancestral land in the deepest part of the Jun Residence and saw the Eighteenth Ancestor.

The Eighteenth Ancestor, who was dressed in a gray robe and had white hair, sat cross-legged in the void.

There seemed to be the sun and the moon rotating around him. Living beings were dying, the heavens were collapsing, and the galaxy was reversing.

The Eighteenth Ancestor's aura was unbelievably strong. It made one feel as if they were facing the heavens.

No wonder he had the ability to kill a Supreme Martial Artist in three moves.

Jun Xiaoyao secretly sighed. None of the Patriarchs of the Jun Family were simple people.

Not to mention, the Jun Family seemed to have seventeen people as powerful as the Eighteenth Ancestor!

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao's arrival, a rare smile appeared on the Eighteenth Ancestor's old face.

"Very good!" the Eighteenth Ancestor said.

Obviously, he was praising Jun Xiaoyao's performance at the Ten Years Old Banquet.

Defeating Ye Xingyun was one thing, but tearing apart the Dragon Son of Zulong with his bare hands was definitely an honor for the Jun Family.

Jun Xiaoyao cupped his hands slightly and said calmly, "May I know why the Patriarch has asked me to come?"

In the face of the Eighteenth Ancestor, even some of the clan elders would tremble and be very cautious.

Jun Xiaoyao, on the other hand, remained calm and composed.

This made the Eighteenth Ancestor even more satisfied.

The Sacred Body of the Ancients combined with the Bones of Supremacy meant that there was no doubt about his talent.

However, what was even rarer was that Jun Xiaoyao's temperament was also so calm and composed. He did not seem like a ten-year-old boy at all.

"Don't you want to learn the Sword Chant of the Immortal Slayer?" the Eighteenth Ancestor asked with a faint smile.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes lit up.