Chapter 48: Jun Wanjie Takes Action

“Hmm?”

Jun Linglong slightly furrowed her brows and looked over with her beautiful eyes.

After all, she was a noble lady from the Jun family. Although her fame was not as great as Jun Xiaoyao or the top ten sequences, she still had a certain reputation.

There were not many who dared to target her.

The young figure shrouded in black mist was none other than Heitu, a follower of Jun Wanjie and a prodigy of the Heiyun Clan.

“You are… from the Heiyun Clan?” Jun Linglong frowned.

With her Seven Apertures Linglong Heart, she was well-versed and recognized Heitu as a member of the Heiyun Clan at a glance.

However, she was unaware that Heitu was a follower of Jun Wanjie.

After all, Jun Linglong did not pay attention to Jun Wanjie.

“I want this Qingxin Ling Tea. Do you have any objections?” Heitu's gaze scrutinized Jun Linglong, carrying a provocative tone.

Jun Linglong's beautiful eyes sparkled.

She realized that this was not a coincidence.

This Heiyun Clan prodigy was actively provoking her.

“Do you know my identity?” Jun Linglong said lightly, exuding an air of noble arrogance.

Only in front of Jun Xiaoyao was she the obedient and caring maid.

In front of anyone else, she was the lofty noble lady of the Jun family.

“I am at least a follower of Lord Wanjie. How could I not know the reputation of Lady Linglong?” Heitu shrugged nonchalantly and smiled.

“I see.” Upon hearing this, Jun Linglong instantly understood.

No wonder this Heiyun Clan prodigy was so fearless, even daring to provoke her.

It turned out he had the backing of the fifth sequence, Jun Wanjie.

In that case, Heitu indeed had no reason to fear her.

“This tea is what the Son wants. Do you dare to obstruct me?” Jun Linglong's tone turned cold.

“Sorry, my lord also wants to drink tea. And don’t use the Son as a shield; my lord is not weaker than him!” Heitu replied coldly.

At that moment, a sword light suddenly descended from afar, aimed at Heitu.

At the same time, a cold reprimand echoed: “Who dares to provoke the Son's people? Let me teach you a lesson on behalf of Jun Wanjie!”

Feeling the fluctuation of that sword light, Heitu's expression changed drastically.

His figure suddenly transformed into a mass of black mist.

The sword light pierced through the mist and crashed onto the ground behind him.

Heitu then reformed, but his face was pale.

Transforming into mist was a racial talent of the Heiyun Clan.

However, each use was extremely taxing on his mana.

Not far away, a figure holding a sword appeared—it was the tenth sequence, Jun Zhangjian.

He had previously wanted to become a follower of Jun Xiaoyao but was rejected.

It was indeed inappropriate for a sequence to become a follower.

Although he had been turned down by Jun Xiaoyao, Jun Zhangjian had long since developed the awareness of a follower.

He just lacked the title.

“Tenth sequence, Jun Zhangjian, why are you…” Heitu's face turned pale, revealing a hint of fear in his eyes.

If it were just Jun Linglong, he would naturally not be afraid.

Although Jun Linglong was a noble lady, she had not yet reached the level of the top ten sequences.

But Jun Zhangjian was a genuine sequence.

Although his status and strength were not on par with his lord, Jun Wanjie, a sequence was still a sequence and could not be insulted!

Heitu was filled with confusion; why did Jun Zhangjian feel like a follower of Jun Xiaoyao?

“Who gave you the courage to provoke the Son's people? Was it Jun Wanjie?” Jun Zhangjian coldly reprimanded.

Heitu's face shifted between green and white.

He still felt a bit intimidated in front of Jun Zhangjian.

At that moment, a cold voice, sharp as ice, rang out from a distance.

“Jun Zhangjian, you are at least one of the sequences, yet you willingly become a follower of Jun Xiaoyao. What charm does he possess that makes you all willing to submit to him?”

Upon hearing this voice, Jun Zhangjian's expression also slightly changed.

It was Jun Wanjie's voice.

Sure enough, a figure enveloped in lightning descended from the sky—it was Jun Wanjie.

His black hair billowed, and his eyes emitted a three-foot arc of lightning, with lightning runes manifesting all over his body, resembling a thunder god.

“Is that… Jun Wanjie of the fifth sequence from the Jun family?”

“What’s going on? Is a conflict about to break out?”

“That seems to be Jun Zhangjian of the tenth sequence, along with Lady Linglong.”

“The Yuantian Supreme Secret Vault hasn’t even opened yet, and the Jun family is about to have an internal conflict?”

Many gazes were drawn to the scene.

“Jun Wanjie, what do you want to do?”

Seeing the explosive aura of Jun Wanjie, Jun Zhangjian's brows furrowed.

Jun Wanjie's temper was notoriously irritable and domineering.

Not to mention outsiders, he had taught many members of the Jun family a lesson.

“A dignified sequence of the Jun family has actually become a follower. If you truly wish to do so, then you should relinquish your sequence identity as soon as possible!”

After saying this, Jun Wanjie directly made his move.

He raised his hand, and divine lightning manifested.

He practiced the Supreme Law, underwent the Heavenly Tribulation, and awakened the Thunder Tribulation Battle Body.

Among the three thousand physiques, it ranked within the top three hundred.

Moreover, this Thunder Tribulation Battle Body was incredibly powerful in offense, with a killing power far exceeding that of Ye Xingyun's Star King Body.

Boom!

Jun Wanjie's palm thrust forward, and rolling thunder seemed to transform into a torrent, crashing down toward Jun Zhangjian and Jun Linglong.

“Not good!”

Jun Zhangjian hurriedly drew his sword, and brilliant sword light spread out.

Jun Linglong also made her move.

However, even with both of them attacking simultaneously, they found it difficult to withstand Jun Wanjie's strike.

With a deafening roar, both Jun Zhangjian and Jun Linglong were jolted back, retreating several steps.

Jun Zhangjian fared better; after all, he was the tenth sequence. Although he could not match Jun Wanjie, the gap was not too great.

Jun Linglong, on the other hand, was slightly weaker in cultivation, and she retreated dozens of steps, her snow-white flawless face showing a hint of paleness, with a faint trace of blood at the corner of her lips.

Jun Wanjie glanced at her and said indifferently, “Consider this a warning today. Tell that Jun Xiaoyao to act more discreetly in the future.”

After saying this, Jun Wanjie turned to leave.

Regardless, Jun Zhangjian and Jun Linglong were members of the Jun family; a slight lesson to suppress Jun Xiaoyao's arrogance was sufficient.

Jun Wanjie did not intend to truly injure them.

“Lord's strength truly surpasses all!”

Seeing Jun Wanjie effortlessly repel Jun Zhangjian and Jun Linglong, Heitu's eyes revealed deep admiration.

He then turned to Jun Linglong, a playful smile on his lips: “Tell your master that my lord is the true pillar and hope of the younger generation of the Jun family!”

After saying this, Heitu followed Jun Wanjie away.

At that moment, Jun Linglong spat out another mouthful of fresh blood.

“You're seriously injured,” Jun Zhangjian said, his tone laced with helplessness.

Compared to Jun Wanjie, he was indeed a notch below.

“It’s nothing; I still need to buy tea for my young master,” Jun Linglong had not forgotten her task of buying Qingxin Ling Tea for Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Zhangjian looked at her with a hint of sigh.

Even at this moment, her thoughts were still on Jun Xiaoyao.

However, Jun Zhangjian also knew that Jun Xiaoyao was not someone who would swallow his anger.

If he offended those around him, then Jun Wanjie would likely face dire consequences next.