Chapter 139

Holy Spirit City, Heavenly Spirit State.

This vast and boundless city was where the Holy Spirit College was located.

The entire city was named after the Holy Spirit College.

From afar, the entire Holy Spirit City covered a vast and boundless area with towering walls.

This also revealed the long history of the Holy Spirit College.

At this moment, there were ancient beasts flying in the sky, strange beasts pulling carriages, and airships traversing the void.

The ground was also densely packed with people, like rivers converging into the sea, converging towards the Holy Spirit City.

The annual opening of the Heavenly Dao Tower was a grand event for young geniuses.

Even though many people were not qualified to enter the Heavenly Dao Tower, this did not stop them from coming to pay homage to the top geniuses of the younger generation.

"I wonder how many young geniuses, saints, and saintesses will come this time..." A young man looked up at the sky and said.

"When I heard that the Son Of God of the Jun family was coming, I immediately rushed over from the Cangyuan State to see the Son Of God of the Jun family."

At the entrance of the Holy Spirit City, a beautiful girl looked up at the sky and said expectantly.

"Sister, are you also here to see the Son Of God?" Another beautiful girl asked.

"What do you mean by the Son Of God? He's not yours!" Another girl pouted and glared at her.

A group of girls joined in the quarrel, causing a small commotion.

"Tsk tsk, the Son Of God of the Jun family is too popular, isn't he?" Some male cultivators were envious when they saw this.

At this moment, in a pavilion, a handsome young man in a blue robe with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes saw this scene. His face was a little gloomy.

Opposite him sat an old servant. It was Uncle Fu.

This young man was naturally Ye Xingyun.

He also came to the Heavenly Dao Tower this time.

"Young Master Xingyun, Master said that you must not get into a conflict with the Son Of God this time. The Ye family can't afford to lose face like this," Uncle Fu said.

As the saying goes, one should not do the same thing more than three times.

At the Ten Years Old Banquet, Ye Xingyun was humiliated for the first time.

At the Jin Dynasty Banquet, Panwu was humiliated for the second time.

If Ye Xingyun continued to provoke Jun Xiaoyao in the Heavenly Dao Tower and ended up getting slapped in the face, Ye Xingyun would definitely be punished.

What would happen to the Ye Family of the Ancients then?

Although he was not the only prodigy in the Ye Clan, being slapped in the face time and time again was a disgrace to the Ye Clan.

"Don't worry. I'm just here to seek opportunities in the Heavenly Dao Tower." Ye Xingyun regained his composure and his eyes were deep.

He felt that he would obtain a great opportunity in the Heaven Dao Tower.

Perhaps he would awaken many memories.

This included the majestic Astral Palace in his memories.

If he could recall where the Star Palace was, he could go and search for it. Then, he could obtain the opportunity within.

At that time, his strength would advance by leaps and bounds, and he would be able to leave Jun Xiaoyao in the dust.

"Master said that as long as Ye Guchen comes out, the name of the Ye family will be known throughout the Huangtian Mystic Realm. No one in the younger generation will be able to stand against us," Uncle Fu said.

"Is he the reincarnation of the Sword Demon? He has been in seclusion all this time and has never shown himself," Ye Xingyun said.

He was unwilling to give up. If he could get the opportunity, he would not be weaker than the reincarnated Sword Demon.

…

Time passed bit by bit.

At a certain moment, in the void outside the Holy Spirit City, a golden light flashed in the distance, accompanied by the faint roar of a lion.

There was also purple Qi in the air, as if there was a Qilin roaring.

"They're here! They're here!"

All the living beings in the Holy Spirit City, whether they were humans or ancient races, looked up at the sky at this moment.

The influential figures of the Huangtian Mystic Realm were finally coming.

Rumble!

A nine-headed lion strode through the sky and rushed over.

A group of people stood on the lion. The leader was a transcendent figure dressed in white, untainted by the world.

His face was shrouded in celestial light, but one could vaguely see a corner of his face.

But even that corner was enough to make many female cultivators who had come from afar to orgasm on the spot.

Screams could be heard incessantly.

"Hey, is that the Sequence No.1 of the Jun family, Jun Lingcang?" Some people also noticed.

Jun Lingcang stood on the Qilin with his hands behind his back. His eyes were covered, and he looked very handsome.

"The man with polycoria from the Jun family is also very handsome. It's a pity that he's standing next to the Son Of God." Some girls looked a little surprised, but they still shook their heads slightly.

If Jun Xiaoyao had not been there, Jun Lingcang would have been the most eye-catching one.

Unfortunately, in front of the sun, even the moon would be completely dim.

"Cousin, your popularity is a little scary." Even Jun Lingcang was a little speechless.

As the Sequence No.1 of the Jun family, he was the center of attention wherever he went.

But now, all the limelight was stolen by Jun Xiaoyao.

"This is their basic operation. Don't mind it." Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

He was used to this group of cute, brainless fans.

However, at this moment, a group of young men and women walked over. Their auras were not weak.

"They are the disciples of the Holy Spirit College …" The surrounding crowd stepped aside.

"The Son Of God of the Jun family has just arrived in the Holy Spirit City, and these disciples of the college can't wait anymore?" A cultivator said.

Everyone knew that Jun Xiaoyao had crippled Ji Xuan.

It was understandable that these disciples of the college were hostile to Jun Xiaoyao.

However, among the group of disciples of the college, the female disciples were a little hesitant.

They looked at Jun Xiaoyao's figure in the sky, and their eyes could not help but shine.

So what if he was bad?

Being handsome was enough.

The more handsome and bad he was, the more they loved him.

"I've decided not to oppose the Son Of God of the Jun family." A female disciple of the college stopped and shouted while biting her lip.

"Me too. There must be a reason why the Son Of God of the Jun family crippled Senior Brother Ji Xuan," another girl said solemnly.

"Yes, I think so too. Senior Brother Ji Xuan must have provoked the Son Of God, so the Son Of God reluctantly crippled him."

"Could it be that Senior Brother Ji Xuan did something bad and the Son Of God punished him?"

The more the female disciples of the college talked, the more they felt that this was the case.

If Ji Xuan was here and heard this, he would most likely die on the spot.

"I've decided, sisters. I've turned from an anti-fan to a fan." A female disciple of the college clapped her hands and said.

This action attracted the agreement of all the female disciples.

"That works?"

The male disciples at the side were stunned.

What happened to being united against the outside world?

What happened to being against the evil Son Of God of the Jun family?

Isn't this betrayal a little too fast?

In the sky, Jun Xiaoyao looked indifferent.

He had never cared about the Holy Spirit College.

If it was not related to the metamorphosis of the Supreme Bone, even if the Holy Spirit College wanted to invite him, he might not necessarily come.

"This Holy Spirit College better not annoy me, or I'll make each and every one of you follow in Ji Xuan's footsteps." Jun Xiaoyao looked indifferent.

Below, the female disciples gave up their resistance.

However, the male disciples were still hostile to Jun Xiaoyao.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you crippled Senior Brother Ji Xuan, and you still have the face to come to my college?"

"That's right, don't enter the Heavenly Dao Tower if you have the guts!"

Jun Xiaoyao did not say anything in the face of the clamor of the male disciples.

The nine-headed lion let out an earth-shattering roar.

It was the magic of its lineage, the Lion's Roar!

Roar!

As the roar fell, the golden sound waves spread out. The male disciples of the college were all shaken to the ground. Each of them had a splitting headache and blood flowed out of their seven orifices.

Some of them were even more unbearable. Their lower body was wet and emitted a foul smell. They were so scared that they wet their pants!

"This is the strength of the Holy Spirit College's disciples. Go home and drink milk." Jun Xiaoyao sneered.

The nine-headed lion carried them to the place where they were staying.

A group of battered and exhausted disciples of the college were left behind.

Everyone was silent. Their eyes were wide open. The surroundings were dead silent.

Logically speaking, if Jun Xiaoyao wanted to enter the Heavenly Dao Tower safely, he should find a way to reconcile with the Holy Spirit College.

Why did it feel like Jun Xiaoyao was more disdainful of the Holy Spirit College now?