Chapter 9

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Lan Qingya was left completely dumbfounded.

She held her burning face and looked at Jun Zhangjian in disbelief.

Jun Zhangjian’s expression was utterly glum, his eyes glimmering with coldness.

“Sir Zhangjian, did you just hit me?” Lan Qingya asked, unable to process what just happened.

She brought her hand to the side of her face that was now swollen, wondered if she was currently just dreaming.

She was wondering if this was the Jun Zhangjian that she knew, the one who complied to her every whim.

How he behaved before even convinced her that the sequence position holders of the Jun family were actually less impressive than they seemed to be.

Lan Qingya even fantasized about having complete control over Jun Zhangjian in the future, enabling her to order him about like he was her slave.

One would wonder just how many followers with a surname outside of the Jun Family could command a sequence position holder.

She was determined to be the first one of such people.

However, the sight of his glum expression made her feel like the man standing before her was a total stranger.

“Who the hell asked you to get on Jun Xiaoyao’s bad side?” Jun Zhangjian struggled to contain all that anger in him.

“I…I was doing it for your sake, Sir Zhangjian. You tried to recruit Jun Linglong before only for her to ignore you altogether, yet she was fully willing to become Jun Xiaoyao’s follower…” Lan Qingya continued to argue.

“You stupid b*tch!”

Jun Zhangjian heard what she said. Unable to control himself, he slapped the other side of her face.

The slap instantly sent Lan Qingya flying as the corner of her mouth broke and blood oozed.

“Do you have any idea what kind of status Jun Xiaoyao is at now? Do you have any idea who his father is?” Jun Zhangjian felt his insides aching from being so angry.

He was wondering if Lan Qingya thought his position as Sequence Ten was a little too stable. If that were the case, then she would’ve gone on to shake things up for him.

Lan Qingya gritted her teeth and retorted with a glum look, “Yeah, it’s Jun Wuhui! So what? He’s still nowhere to be found, isn’t he!?”

“You have no right to insult my uncle!”

Jun Zhangjian went on to slap her over a dozen times more, turning her face so swollen that she almost ended up looking like a pig.

All the other followers around him were completely stunned by the sight.

Is the sun coming out from the west now?

“It’s a big enough deal that Jun Xiaoyao is Uncle Wuhui’s son. Even without that information, you should know that his mother is also a divine lady of the Jiang family. Jun Xiaoyao is also very favored by the Eighteenth Ancestor, yet you went on to piss off someone like that. Are you trying to make me lose my position as Sequence Ten?” Jun Zhangjian desperately wanted to just kill her on the spot.

Of all the people she could have offended, she had to offend Jun Xiaoyao, the one who was of the highest status and most impressive of backgrounds.

“Sir Zhangjian, I’m truly sorry. Please forgive me!”

Lan Qingya knelt and kowtowed at him. Her chin was all bloodied by then.

Despite her calculations, she never anticipated that Jun Zhangjian would be so wary of Jun Xiaoyao that he was willing to beat her up.

“Get up, go and apologize to Jun Xiaoyao,” Jun Zhangjian said coldly.

“Sir Zhangjian, that…” Lan Qingya felt as if she was just struck by lightning.

She was wondering whether or not she could still amount to anything in the Jun family if she were to do that.

Furthermore, doing so meant that she had to lower herself and apologize to Jun Linglong. She would rather eat sh*t than do that.

“What? You’re not going?” Jun Zhangjian gave her a sharp glance.

“I will go…” Lan Qingya was utterly terrified with an irritated expression.

He then sent one of his other followers to get a stack of thorns and strapped the stack to her back.

The very pointy thorns pierced the skin of her back, hurting her so badly that she had to heavily gasp for air.

“I change my mind. I’ll go out and apologize together with you so it would look more sincere.” Jun Zhangjian hesitated for a bit and decided to head out there himself as well.

Lan Qingya’s heart sank to the very bottom.

That was the first time she saw Jun Zhangjian looking so flustered and uneasy.

She began to wonder just what kind of a person Jun Xiaoyao was, and how he was able to get Jun Zhangjian to become so wary of him.

Jun Zhangjian left his spirit island with Lan Qingya wearing all those thorns on her back, heading out for Heavenly Emperor Palace together.

Many disciples from the Jun family noticed what happened as they made their way out there.

“Isn’t that… Jun Zhangjian the Sequence Ten? He’s already out of isolation?”

“Jun Zhangjian’s powers seemed to have grown. Now he’s heading towards the Heavenly Emperor Palace. Is he trying to make trouble with the divine child?”

“Not quite, just look at Lan Qingya…”

Many turned their gaze at Lan Qingya.

She had thorns strapped to her back as she was sent out to apologize. Her back was bloodied and her face was bruised, with blood still dripping from the corner of her lips. She looked as ragged as she could be.

“Wait, so Jun Zhangjian isn’t going out to look for trouble, but to… apologize?”

Every single disciple of the Jun family who saw what happened was left utterly stunned.

He was the Sequence Ten of the Jun family, yet he just submitted just like that.

Feeling impressed, another man from the Jun family commented, “Tsk, tsk, it would seem like our Sir Divine Child would be the only one qualified enough to have a sequence position holder to just submit without a fight.”

After all, every member of the sequence was prideful.

It was deemed utterly impossible to have any of them just submit without a fight.

Even then, Jun Xiaoyao still managed to make them easily submit.

Back in the Heavenly Emperor Palace, Jun Xiaoyao was seen relaxing.

Jun Linglong remained by his side, making tea for him.

The water used was Millennial Dew, while the tea leaves were plucked from the Tree of Enlightenment.

Such a pot of tea was something that some common geniuses out there would never be able to enjoy throughout their lifetimes.

On the other hand, Jun Xiaoyao had the chance to drink it every day.

“Here you are, sir…” Jun Linglong handed over the tea, looking like a very loyal and dutiful maid.

Jun Xiaoyao took over the cup and sipped. He nodded and said, “Good work…”

Jun Linglong’s face briefly turned red, wondering if he was talking about the tea.

At that moment, a servant of the Heavenly Emperor Palace called respectfully at the gate, “Sir Divine Child, Sir Jun Zhangjian is here.”

“So, he’s finally here, huh? Man, he really kept me waiting.” Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes glittered and he felt excited.

It looks like the well-known trope is going to play out after all, huh?

Lan Qingya was crying to Jun Zhangjian; the man acts out of anger without thinking about the consequences and is here to teach me a lesson and whatnot.

Coincidentally, Jun Xiaoyao needed someone to test his powers of the Divine Elephant Overpowering Force against anyway.

Jun Linglong looked unfazed. She knew that Jun Zhangjian would not be able to do anything against Jun Xiaoyao.

“Haha, little brother Xiaoyao, I guess this is the first time we meet ever since your birth. It’s a shame that we have to meet under such pitiful circumstances.”

A brimming voice was heard from outside. Jun Zhangjian entered with his sword and the very haggard-looking Lan Qingya by his side. Her head was lowered and she had thorns strapped to her back.

‘Wait, this… can’t be right…’ Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself, doubting what he was seeing.

He felt as if Jun Zhangjian was not playing by the rules.

Jun Zhangjian wore a faint smile and continued, “My follower has offended you, little brother Xiaoyao. I’m here with her to apologize for her misconduct. I hope that you would be magnanimous enough to forgive her trespassing.”

Lan Qingya gritted her teeth feeling very insulted, but she remained with her knees on the ground.

She managed to force out the words, “I beg for your forgiveness, Sir Divine Child, and for that of Jun Linglong as well…”

Lan Qingya felt like burying her head into the ground as soon as she finished speaking.

Jun Linglong’s face remained cold and deadpan, while Jun Xiaoyao remained silent.

The corner of Jun Zhangjian’s eye twitched when he saw what happened.

He was truly afraid that Jun Xiaoyao would report what happened to the Eighteenth Ancestor. If that were to happen, that would have definitely destroyed his future as a sequence position holder.

He gritted his teeth and took out a token, saying, “Oh right, I’ve been training outside before and happened to find two pieces of Supreme Token of Yuantian. It was said that the tokens held clues leading to a treasure of Supreme Yuantian. I don’t have any use for two pieces of the same after all, so here you go, little brother Xiaoyao.”

“Supreme Treasures?” Jun Linglong’s eyes lit up somewhat as she stood beside Jun Xiaoyao.

The Supreme Lord Stage was right above the Saint Stage.

Such a figure would be someone standing at the pinnacle of the mystic realm; they would be undying and immortal, reigning supreme for eons.

The value of treasures possessed by such a figure was simply unimaginable.

Such a token would be enough to have people wage wars against each other, leading to several deaths as people killed for the token.

Jun Zhangjian put in plenty of effort and paid a hefty price to get his hands on the two pieces of tokens.

Jun Xiaoyao was very surprised as well, having never anticipated that Jun Zhangjian would hand over things of such immense value to him so easily.

Just when he was pondering about the gift, Jun Xiaoyao heard the voice of the system ring out in his mind yet again.

“Congratulations to the host. New check-in location refreshed.”

“Please check-in at the Supreme Treasure of Yuantian.”

‘A new check-in location eh?’ Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes glittered.

That made him realize that there were indeed rules to the check-in system.

First of all, multiple check-in locations could be recorded at the same time.

Secondly, check-in locations could be triggered by events and incidents.

For instance, the locations were refreshed as soon as he heard of news regarding the Supreme Treasure of Yuantian.

‘It doesn’t matter. Seems like I’ll need to head out at some point in the future.’ Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

Not only were check-in opportunities very rare, but the unknown rewards were also very tempting.

“Oh, big brother Zhangjian, you really don’t have to…”

Jun Xiaoyao grinned as he extended his hand and grabbed that piece of the token being handed to him.

The corner of Jun Zhangjian’s mouth twitched.

I may not be a decent person, but you sure as hell are an as*hole.

However, while Jun Zhangjian’s heart was aching from the loss, he was shocked at the same time.

Some immense latent power turned out to be gold. Is he truly as the rumors said? Did he possess a Sacred Body of the Ancients?

Jun Zhangjian was shocked deep down as he grew even more wary of Jun Xiaoyao.