Chapter 140 The young master of Wanbao Chamber of Commerce visits, fighting competition, and plans to cultivate followers

However, the fact is that Jun Xiaoyao did not take the Holy Spirit Academy seriously.

Not to mention these ordinary disciples, even those saints and saints of the same level as Ji Xuan, if they dared to provoke Jun Xiaoyao.

He would also make them feel the same pain as Ji Xuan.

Looking at the backs of Jun Xiaoyao and others leaving, the monks in the city swallowed their saliva fiercely.

"As expected of the son of God of the Jun family, he is extremely domineering and doesn't care about the Holy Spirit Academy at all."

"Yes, even if the saints and saints of the academy come, they probably won't get anything good."

Some people looked at the academy disciples who collapsed on the ground and bled from all seven orifices, and shook their heads.

This group of academy disciples was too unbearable. They couldn't even bear the roar of their mounts.

Although the mount was a top-notch ancient royal nine-headed lion.

As for the female academy disciples, they didn't pay any attention to those embarrassed male compatriots at all, and watched Jun Xiaoyao leave with starry eyes.

Jun Xiaoyao and others came to a magnificent inn to rest.

However, not long after, Jun Linglong came forward and reported: "Sir, the young master of Wanbao Chamber of Commerce wants to see you."

"Young master of Wanbao Chamber of Commerce?" Jun Xiaoyao thought about it.

He seemed to have seen this person at the Panwu Divine Dynasty's piano competition before. Like the third prince, they were all pursuers of the Lyra girl.

But Jun Xiaoyao couldn't remember this little guy very clearly.

"Let him in." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Jun Linglong nodded, and after a while.

A handsome young man came forward and bowed to Jun Xiaoyao very respectfully.

"I am Qianduo from Wanbao Chamber of Commerce, and I meet the Son of God."

"This Son of God remembers you. I seem to have seen you at the piano competition. You are a pursuer of the Lyra girl." Jun Xiaoyao said.

"I didn't expect that the Son of God still remembered me. It's an honor. But I'm no longer the pursuer of Tianqin." Qian Duo smiled bitterly.

After seeing such an outstanding person as Jun Xiaoyao, how could Tianqin still look down on him?

"What are you doing here?" Jun Xiaoyao took a sip of tea.

"I heard from the shopkeeper that the Son of God came to rest in the inn under my Wanbao Chamber of Commerce, so I came directly." Qian Duo said.

"This inn turned out to be the property of your Wanbao Chamber of Commerce." Jun Xiaoyao suddenly realized.

"Son of God, it's like this. Before the opening of Tiandao Building, my Wanbao Chamber of Commerce will hold a martial arts competition, which will let some high-quality slaves fight to the death and then bet."

"I think the Son of God seems to need immortal sources. This is a good opportunity to earn immortal sources." Qian Duo said.

"I see." Jun Xiaoyao nodded.

He also understood that Wanbao Chamber of Commerce wanted to make a fortune by taking advantage of the popularity of the opening of Tiandao Building.

But Qian Duo was right, he did need the immortal source.

Now Jun Xiaoyao only had fifty immortal sources left, just in case.

"And I heard that the Son of God likes to collect slaves, maybe there will be one that the Son of God likes." Qian Duo smiled flatteringly.

"Hmm? Does this Son of God have this special hobby?" Jun Xiaoyao turned his head to look at Jun Linglong.

Jun Linglong gave Jun Xiaoyao a charming look.

Don't you have any idea whether you have this hobby?

"Ahem... when." Jun Xiaoyao coughed dryly, his face was not red, and his heart was not beating.

"Tomorrow night, and by then, there will be slaves from other immortal realms." Qian Duo said.

"From other immortal realms." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes lit up slightly.

The Nine Heavens Immortal Realm is divided into nine heavens, and the Desolate Heaven Immortal Realm is just one of the nine heavens.

Jun Xiaoyao is somewhat interested in slaves from other immortal realms.

"I will go." Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Then I will be waiting for the Son of God to come." Qian Duo showed a happy expression.

His father, the president of Wanbao Chamber of Commerce, warned him to try to get close to the Son of God of the Jun family.

Even if it's just to get acquainted, there will be endless benefits in the future.

Qian Duo left with satisfaction.

After he left, Jun Linglong smiled faintly and said, "The young master of Wanbao Chamber of Commerce wants to get close to the young master."

"It doesn't matter, as long as it's good for me." Jun Xiaoyao didn't care.

At the same time.

A group of academy disciples with blood all over their faces and in a miserable state knelt down in front of the three people and cried.

It was the two saints and a saint girl of the academy.

"Sir Saint, you must avenge us. The God of the Jun family is too arrogant and doesn't take our Holy Spirit Academy seriously at all." A disciple of the academy cried.

This time, the faces of these academy disciples were completely lost.

"Foolish, no matter how great Jun Xiaoyao is, you can't provoke him." The young man in black and white robes said coldly.

"I thought that the son of the Jun family would be afraid of our Holy Spirit Academy, so..." The disciple of the academy muttered, his voice getting smaller and smaller.

"Well, you are asking for trouble. Even we have to be very careful with Jun Xiaoyao." The elegant young man shook his head.

As for the saint, Hua Xiqing, she blinked her beautiful eyes and became more and more curious about Jun Xiaoyao.

"Let's talk about this later. Tomorrow night we will participate in the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce's martial arts competition. As for Jun Xiaoyao, we will meet him again on the day when the Tiandao Building opens." The young man in black and white robes said.

Before that, the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce also sent a deacon to invite them to participate in the martial arts competition.

...

Soon, a day passed.

In the eastern area of ​​​​Holy Spirit City, there is a gorgeous palace.

Jun Xiaoyao came here under the leadership of Qian Duo.

Only Jun Linglong followed him.

"Son of God, please go to the VIP room." Qian Duo personally took Jun Xiaoyao into the VIP room.

From here, you can overlook the entire fighting arena.

"I wonder if there are any slaves that I like tonight." Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

He thought about it, and it seems that there is really no real follower so far.

Jun Linglong, strictly speaking, is his maid.

Jun Zhangjian, Jun Xuehuang, and Jun Wanjie are all from the Jun family. Strictly speaking, they cannot be completely considered as his followers.

Wu Mingyue, on the other hand, is more like a chess piece.

As for Bai Yuer, she is just a female slave.

"My father has eight tribes of the God King, and among them there is such an excellent existence as Ah Jiu. I should also consider finding a group of loyal followers." Jun Xiaoyao thought.

At this time, a noise suddenly sounded in the venue.

"The Princess of Panwu Dynasty has arrived!"

"Two Saints and one Saintess from the Holy Spirit Academy are here too."

"Fuck, that's the Golden Winged Little Peng King from the Jialou Holy Mountain!"

"The Star King Body of the Ye family, Ye Xingyun, is here too."

"Oh my goodness, they are all big shots..."

Many cultivators in the venue were surprised.

These geniuses who are rarely seen on weekdays are now appearing one after another.

"I am the Saint of Yin and Yang Sect, the Saint of Yin and Yang, and also the Saint of the Holy Spirit Academy. I am so lucky to meet the Princess today." said the young man in black and white Taoist robes.

As the Saint of the two major forces, the Saint of Yin and Yang has a hint of confidence in his tone.

However...

The beautiful lady in front of him, who is as beautiful as a dream, did not even look at him, with a cold expression, and passed by him directly.

The face of the Saint of Yin and Yang froze, and he was a little embarrassed.

Hua Xiqing, who was standing by, covered her mouth and chuckled, saying, "I am the eldest princess of the Immortal Dynasty after all. I am of high status, so it is normal for me to ignore you."

"That's right, it's me, Meng Lang." The Holy Son of Yin and Yang smiled indifferently.

As a princess of the Immortal Force, it is normal for her to have high standards and a cold and arrogant personality.

On this side, Wu Mingyue walked straight into a VIP room after asking Qian Duo.

When she saw the figure sitting in the armchair, with a slender white dress and a handsome figure like an immortal.

She could no longer hold back and lay down beside Jun Xiaoyao's legs.

Like a cat that had been abandoned for a long time, she raised her heart-warming face and said, "Master, Mingyue is here to see you..."