Chapter 41 The Hope of the Dragon Nest, Long Aotian, and Ye Xingyun’s Ambition
Jun Xiaoyao's tenth birthday party ended in such a shocking ups and downs.
When the leaders, elders, and young geniuses of the major forces left the Jun family, the shock and amazement on their faces never disappeared.
In their opinion, what they saw in the Jun family this time was simply shocking to their hearts.
Especially the Jun family's Godson, who was just like a young emperor, with an invincible spirit.
Whether it was the Star King Body of the Ye family or the Dragon Son of the Ancestral Dragon Nest, in his hands, they were all like soft persimmons, kneading them at will.
When some young geniuses compared themselves with the Jun family's Godson, they couldn't stop sighing and despairing in their hearts.
With the ancient holy body and the supreme bone, Jun Xiaoyao's talent can no longer be described as a monster, he is simply born to be an emperor.
With Jun Xiaoyao, how can there be a place for others in this life?
Even some of the older generation were sighing. With Jun Xiaoyao's current cultivation speed, wouldn't he surpass them in a few years?
Of course, in addition to Jun Xiaoyao, Jun Zhangjian and Jun Xuehuang also performed well and could easily kill the pride of the ancient royal family.
The most shocking one was the eighteenth ancestor of the Jun family who had never appeared from beginning to end.
An ancestor-level figure who had been buried in the Jun family ancestral temple for countless years.
The three swords killed the quasi-supreme of Zulongchao, which shocked a group of people.
Everyone knew that after the ten-year-old banquet, the Desolate Heaven Fairyland, which had been calm for a long time, was afraid that it would be turbulent.
Not long after the Jun family banquet ended.
Far away in Hongzhou, in the Zulongchao base camp, there was a roar of dragon roar, shaking the world and shaking off the stars.
The creatures of the entire Hongzhou seemed to feel a vast power of destruction.
"It's the Supreme Lord of the Ancestral Dragon Nest. Why is he angry?" A creature from Hongzhou said with a pale face.
It will take some time for the news of the Jun family banquet to spread, so they don't know about it.
In the Ancestral Dragon Nest, there are many powerful divine thoughts communicating.
"Calm down the thunder for a while. What's the point of being so angry? Are you going to kill the Jun family?"
"That little beast of the Jun family dared to kill the dragon son of my lineage. He should be killed!"
"And that Jun Shiba actually dared to kill Youlong. Does he really not fear my Ancestral Dragon Nest at all?"
The angry voice before said coldly.
"Jun Shiba, he is a lunatic. It's too difficult to kill him..."
"Do I need to tell Aotian about this?" Another Ancestral Dragon Nest strongman sent out divine thoughts.
"No need. Long Aotian is in seclusion to refine the fifth dragon essence. When he refines seven dragon essences, plus the blood of the emperor dragon, he will be able to sweep away the younger generation of the fairyland. Even the son of the god of the Jun family can be killed at will!"
"Okay, I'm waiting for the day when Aotian kills the son of the god of the Jun family!"
"And the Jun family, I will definitely make them pay for their blood debt with blood in the future!"
...
On the other side, in the void, a divine bird pulled a chariot and flew by.
In the carriage, a young man in a blue shirt, with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, woke up.
It was Ye Xingyun.
"Hiss... It hurts..."
As soon as Ye Xingyun moved his body, he felt like he was about to fall apart, and his face turned pale with pain.
"Master, you're awake." Uncle Fu said on the side.
"What am I doing..." Ye Xingyun was at a loss for a while, and then finally recalled everything at the banquet.
A strong sense of humiliation permeated his heart.
As the pride of the ancient Ye family, how could Ye Xingyun have suffered such a loss?
Not to mention being embarrassed in front of his goddess.
"Jun Xiaoyao..." Ye Xingyun clenched his teeth, clenched his fists, and his joints turned white.
"Master, the son of the Jun family should not be provoked. I got the news that the son of the god not only has an ancient holy body, but also has a piece of supreme bone. Even the dragon son of the ancestral dragon nest was easily killed by him." Uncle Fu sighed.
"What, there is such a thing!?" Ye Xingyun was stunned and couldn't believe his ears.
When Jun Xiaoyao fought with him, he was still hiding his weakness and didn't even sacrifice the supreme bone.
Ye Xingyun felt more and more humiliated. Jun Xiaoyao didn't take him seriously at all.
"Hateful..." Ye Xingyun was angry and humiliated.
Suddenly, a vague memory flashed through his mind.
He seemed to see a magnificent star palace, and a magnificent figure covered with the sun, moon and stars, with his back to him.
"What is that, is it a dream, or..." Ye Xingyun murmured in his heart.
He knew that in this world, there were some reincarnations of saints and even emperors.
Those reincarnated geniuses were the real cheating existences, and their vision and cultivation far exceeded that of ordinary geniuses.
For example, Ye Guchen, the forbidden genius of their ancient Ye family, was rumored to be the reincarnation of the ancient sword demon, Dugu Wubai.
According to historical records, that sword demon had killed a quasi-emperor with the emperor-killing sword, and was very fierce.
"Could it be that I am also like Ye Guchen, the reincarnation of a powerful person, and that star palace is the opportunity treasure left to me?" Ye Xingyun couldn't help thinking in his heart.
This possibility is very high.
As time goes by, he will awaken more memories. By then, he may be able to find that star palace and inherit all the opportunities of the strongest person.
"Jun Xiaoyao, things will change. When I awaken my memory, I will rise strongly."
"And Luo Li, I will let you know who is the most suitable person for you!"
Ye Xingyun was re-excited. He felt that he was about to take off!
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On the Jun family side.
Jun Xiaoyao, who had finished the banquet, was being harassed by Jiang Luoli.
He should have returned to the Jiang family, but Jiang Luoli refused to leave.
The girl that Ye Xingyun had always dreamed of became a dog-skin plaster that could not be thrown away by Jun Xiaoyao.
"Brother Xiaoyao, do you need a maid to serve tea and water?"
"Linglong is here."
"Brother Xiaoyao, do you need a maid to wash clothes and fold quilts?"
"Linglong is here."
"Brother Xiaoyao, do you need a maid to warm the bed?"
"Linglong is here... cough, what are you talking about?" Jun Xiaoyao coughed dryly, feeling annoyed.
In the end, even Jiang Rou began to urge marriage.
"Mother, the Eighteenth Ancestor still needs to find a child, so I'll take my leave first." Jun Xiaoyao couldn't stand the harassment and noise of a group of women, so he just withdrew.
"Humph, Brother Xiaoyao, Luoli will not give up!" Jiang Luoli clenched her pink fist and said, just like a little fangirl chasing a star.
On this side, Jun Xiaoyao also came to the deepest ancestral land of the Jun family and saw the Eighteenth Ancestor.
The Eighteenth Ancestor, dressed in a gray robe, with white hair, sat cross-legged in the void.
Around him, there seemed to be a terrifying scene of the sun and the moon rotating, the extinction of all living things, the collapse of the heavens, and the reversal of the galaxy.
The aura was so strong that it made people feel as if they were facing the heaven.
No wonder he had the ability to kill the quasi-supreme with three swords.
Jun Xiaoyao secretly sighed that none of the ancestors of the Jun family were simple people.
Not to mention, there seemed to be seventeen people as powerful as the Eighteenth Ancestor in the Jun family!
Seeing Jun Xiaoyao coming, the Eighteenth Ancestor smiled rarely.
"Very good!" said the Eighteenth Ancestor.
Obviously praising Jun Xiaoyao's performance at the ten-year-old banquet.
Not to mention defeating Ye Xingyun, but tearing the Dragon of the Dragon Nest apart with his hands was definitely a face-lift for the Jun family.
"I wonder what the ancestor asked the junior to come here for?" Jun Xiaoyao bowed slightly and said calmly.
Facing the Eighteenth Ancestor, even some elders would be a little trembling and very restrained.
But Jun Xiaoyao was calm and composed.
This made the Eighteenth Ancestor extremely satisfied.
With the ancient holy body and the supreme bone, his talent is absolutely beyond doubt.
But what is even more rare is that Jun Xiaoyao is so calm and composed, not like a ten-year-old boy at all.
"Don't you want to learn the Immortal Killing Sword Technique?" The Eighteenth Ancestor smiled faintly.
Jun Xiaoyao's eyes lit up.