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

The Lair of Zulong was a branch of the far ancient royal family with an exceptionally rich heritage.

Their ancestor, the far ancient Zulong, obtained the position of the ancient emperor. He was a domineering figure in the Huangtian Mystic Realm for many years, having an even greater influence than some human emperors.

Long Aotian, also known as the Taboo-first-gen, was one of the most brilliant princes of the Lair of Zulong in recent times.

Although Long Haotian was not as talented as his older brother, he was still a formidable cultivator.

Otherwise, how could he become a prince?

The princes of the Lair of Zulong were similar to the Sequences of the Jun family.

“Congratulations, Your Highness. Your ability must be skyrocketing after ingesting a Dragon Essence!”

“I agree! That was a whole piece of Dragon Essence. An ordinary person would’ve definitely burst from ingesting it, yet Your Highness crushed and absorbed it effortlessly. How amazing!”

Many creatures around were sucking up to Long Haotian.

“It’s only one piece of the Dragon Essence, not even worth mentioning. You may think it’s good enough, but my older brother ingested three pieces of them a long time ago,” Long Haotian said with a smug smile.

“What? Three pieces of Dragon Essence?!”

All the creatures present were astounded.

The so-called Dragon Essence was the flesh, blood, and quintessence left by some of the finest cultivators of the Dragon Clan after they died.

It contained not only the true essence of the Dragon Clan but also the cultivator’s talents, runes, and seals.

However, it was not so simple to absorb the priceless Dragon Essence.

Even some of the geniuses in the Lair of Zulong could barely take in a single piece of Dragon Essence without being blown up.

Long Haotian could already show off the fact that he had absorbed one piece of Dragon Essence, but Long Aotian had already ingested three of them.

Long Haotian cracked a triumphant smile upon seeing the shocked expression on other creatures’ faces. He said, “That’s not all. My brother told me that his ultimate goal is to merge seven pieces of Dragon Essence into one. Combined with the Blood of the King of Dragons, my brother will be destined to rule the world by that time!”

Long Haotian never grew jealous of Long Aotian’s success. On the contrary, he admired and worshipped his older brother.

A brawny, strapping young man with bull horns growing on his head then said, “I should congratulate you in advance then. However, I heard that the Ten Years Old Banquet for the divine child of the Jun family is around the corner.”

He was a young cultivator from the Demon Bull Mountain of the far ancient imperial family.

Although the far ancient imperial family was less powerful than the far ancient royal family, they could still dominate a region with ease.

Most of the creatures in the room became silent upon hearing the man mention the divine child of the Jun family, even though Jun Xiaoyao had never truly displayed his ability in front of the world before this.

The Reverence of the Ten Thousand Saints ten years ago caused quite a stir in the Huangtian Mystic Realm.

Jun Xiaoyao had remained out of the public eye ever since, yet no one dared to underestimate the mysterious divine child of the Jun family.

After all, he was a descendant of the White-clad Divine King.

“Humph, the divine child of the Jun family hasn’t entered the world stage yet. Who knows what he’s truly capable of? The Reverence of the Ten Thousand Saints may be surprising, but there were extraordinary phenomena on the day my brother was born as well. The birth of the divine child of the Jun family was not any better.”

“Furthermore, I probably can bring him to his knees without troubling my brother,” Long Haotian said with a disdainful look.

The enmity between the Jun family and the Lair of Zulong had lasted a long time.

The most recent incident was Jun Wuhui the White-clad Divine King slaughtering a demi-supreme cultivator of the Lair of Zulong when he was only at the Saint Stage.

It was a burning shame in the history of the Lair of Zulong.

A demi-supreme cultivator being vanquished by a saint was an insult like no other.

As a result, the animosity between the Lair of Zulong and the Jun family was hardened.

A woman from the Harpy Clan with snow-white wings growing on her back chuckled. “Heh, that’s true. I don’t believe the divine child of the Jun family could be a match for Your Highness.”

A creature from the far ancient imperial family shook his head slightly. “Aye, if only we knew what the divine child of the Jun family is capable of.”

At that moment, a woman’s voice rang out.

“I know what the divine child of the Jun family is capable of.”

“Who is that?” All the creatures turned their eyes in the direction of the voice.

A woman wearing a blue dress came up the stairs. It was Lan Qingya.

“Huh? Why would a human come here?” The strapping young man from the Demon Bull Mountain frowned.

Even though the far ancient imperial family weren’t out to kill every single human they laid their eyes on, that did not mean they were exactly friendly to them either.

“Be patient for a moment.” Long Haotian raised his hand to make a gesture. The creatures around him quieted down.

Long Haotian surveyed Lan Qingya with his eyes and asked curiously, “You said that you know what the divine child of the Jun family can do, right?”

“That’s right. I know it because I was once a follower of the Sequences of the Jun family,” Lan Qingya answered steadily.

“What?!”

Her reply astonished and bewildered everyone in the room.

Why would a follower of the Sequences of the Jun family come to the far ancient families?

Subsequently, Lan Qingya briefly explained her grievance against Jun Xiaoyao and the others.

“I see. Then why don’t you tell us what kind of body the divine child of the Jun family has?” Long Haotian said.

“He has the Sacred Body of the Ancients,” said Lan Qingya.

Her words were met with dead silence from the entire tavern.

All of the creatures were stunned for a moment before bursting into a roar of laughter.

“Haha, that’s funny. You can’t be serious, right?”

“Sacred Body of the Ancients. Haha! The good old sacred body is nothing but chicken ribs now!”

Long Haotian was also surprised. He glared at Lan Qingya and said angrily, “Do you know what will happen to you if you lie to me?”

The Sacred Body of the Ancients had little value. Why would he be treasured by the Jun family?

“I’m telling the truth. There is no doubt that Jun Xiaoyao has the Sacred Body of the Ancients, but his Sacred Body of the Ancients broke a set of shackles,” Lan Qingya continued to divulge the secret.

“What? He broke a set of shackles?”

“How is that possible? How can he have such ability?”

The smirk of the far ancient creatures froze when they heard Lan Qingya’s words. Their faces turned pale.

A human sacred body that broke a set of shackles was nothing but extraordinary, if not terrifying.

Long Haotian remained composed and said in a low voice, “The Jun family certainly has enough resources to dump on him and push him to break the shackles. Even then, it should still be impossible.”

“Jun Xiaoyao could break at most three sets of shackles before his path would be blocked completely,” Long Haotian sneered.

People wouldn’t call the Sacred Body of the Ancients useless if the shackles could be broken that easily.

“Maybe.” Lan Qingya nodded in agreement.

She thought Jun Xiaoyao only broke one set of shackles.

She never imagined that Jun Xiaoyao would have had already broken ten sets of shackles by the time he was born.

“Well, this certainly makes things interesting now. It seems that I should attend the Ten Years Old Banquet of this divine child of the Jun family.” Long Haotian laughed heartily.

He could blow Jun Xiaoyao out of the water at the Ten Years Old Banquet held by the Jun family.

It was that kind of drama.

Hmm…

Long Haotian was thrilled at the thought of it.

“Haha, Your Highness will definitely turn the Ten Years Old Banquet into a feast of humiliation for the divine child of the Jun family.”

“The Jun family deserves to be humiliated now.”

The tavern was filled with jokes and laughter.

“Jun Xiaoyao, you are the one who made me do this. Don’t blame me when the time comes.” Lan Qingya squinted her eyes maliciously.

She would follow Long Haotian to the Ten Years Old Banquet and watch Jun Xiaoyao being humiliated with her own two eyes.

Shortly after Lan Qingya spilled the secret, invitations tied to golden flying swords flew out of the Jun family in the Emperor state toward the Huangtian Mystic Realm.

“Those are…they’re messages from the Jun family. It’s the invitations!”

“Is the mysterious divine child of the Jun family finally going to show off his skills in front of everyone?”

The Huangtian Mystic Realm that had been quiet for a long time was thrown into a state of ferment again because of the messages from the Jun family!