Chapter 32

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

“As long as I’m here, the Jun Family will not have to worry about who will be the next supreme!”

Jun Xiaoyao’s sole declaration was extremely imposing in demeanor, seemingly imbued with a spirit that could conquer mountains and rivers.

What Jun Xiaoyao said seemed to echo throughout the entire great hall and even the whole of the Jun Residence.

At that moment, the faces of all the figures wielding major power who attended the banquet solidified!

Rumbling!

The skies at the ninth heaven changed in color. Thunders were rumbling as if they were echoing with Jun Xiaoyao’s words.

Some words simply should not be uttered.

For someone to say such words required them to bear grave consequences.

“The Divine Child of the Jun Family has an invincible disposition!”

“Based on the Divine Child’s words, could it be that he is confident to assume the great throne?”

“Walking the imperial path, huh. Interesting…”

Many of the old past masters were struck by emotion.

On the other hand, Jun Xiaoyao’s words had shaken the hearts of the beauties from various major forces.

Did any of them not wish to be matched up with such a hero?

“A great man will be just like him…” the Princess of Great Shang sighed. Her heart had already fallen for him.

Jiang Luoli was almost drooling at the corner of her mouth, completely betraying her usual image as a supposed pearl in the palm of the Jiang family.

Jun Xiaoyao paid no attention to others’ gazes. Instead, he looked down at Jun Wanjie condescendingly and said faintly, “Are you satisfied with my answer?”

Jun Xiaoyao asked rhetorically, leaving Jun Wanjie’s choking at his throat. His face became sullen as he froze, unable to think of a way to refute his statement.

Just now, even he himself was almost deterred by Jun Xiaoyao’s unbreakable poise.

At that moment, a faint word was uttered by a worn and old voice from the depths of the Jun Residence.

“Excellent.”

Everyone’s expression had changed upon hearing that one word.

“It’s the Eighteenth Ancestor!” Even Jun Zhantian’s voice was slightly shaky.

The Eighteenth Ancestor was an antecedent level figure in the Jun Family that wouldn’t show himself that easily.

The last time he showed himself was before Jun Xiaoyao was born.

Although the Eighteenth Ancestor still didn’t show up, it was evident that he had spoken to praise Jun Xiaoyao for his grand disposition.

Not everyone dared to boast about walking the imperial path like this.

Even some of the top geniuses had weakened hearts and resolves.

Hearing the Eighteenth Ancestor voicing out, what else could Jun Wanjie possibly say?

No matter how arrogant and domineering he was, he wouldn’t be bold enough to confront the Eighteenth Ancestor even if he had all the courage in the world.

“It is I who has been disrespectful. I still have other affairs to tend to. Farewell.”

Jun Wanjie gave Jun Xiaoyao a chilling glare before turning around and leaving without hesitation.

If he remained there, he would only grow even more uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Jun Zhantian’s expression meagrely soothed.

Although Jun Wanjie was a little surly and arrogant, he, fortunately, was no fool. At least he still knew of the cardinal principles.

If he wasn’t convinced and went on to fight Jun Xiaoyao in the end, he would truly embarrass the Jun Family.

Jun Xiaoyao looked at Jun Wanjie’s distant receding figure, pondering about the cold glare he gave him just now.

He knew that Wan Sijun was still unconvinced.

Even though he had temporarily given up, he would return to give him trouble in the future.

“Jun Wanjie, I hope you’re no fool like Xiao Chen. Otherwise, I will show you no mercy even if you’re from the Jun Family,” Jun Xiaoyao muttered to himself.

He would eradicate any obstacle that stood in his way.

It didn’t matter whether the hindrance was from the outer realm or from within his own clan.

With Jun Wanjie’s departure, the atmosphere of the entire hall was restored to its original state.

“Congratulations, Divine Child.” Jun Xuehuang stood up and raised her glass at Jun Xiaoyao.

She wasn’t hostile towards Jun Xiaoyao like Jun Wanjie was. At most, she was just a little envious.

“Thank you.” Jun Xiaoyao smiled and raised his glass in return.

He always appreciated people who knew how to uphold the cardinal principles.

“A big congratulations to you, Divine Child.” Likewise, Jun Zhanjian stood up to congratulate him.

He did not call Jun Xiaoyao by his name anymore because he knew that it was no longer appropriate.

He was now known as the Divine Child and a Sequence Zero.

Among the younger generation of the Jun Family, no one should’ve been higher in status than Jun Xiaoyao.

Even Sequence One who was always in seclusion, Sequence Two who was always training outdoors, Sequence Three, and so on, none of them had a higher status than Jun Xiaoyao.

“I genuinely wonder how the rest of the Sequences will act after learning that Xiaoyao has become Sequence Zero,” Jun Zhanjian thought to himself.

Although they all belonged to the Jun Family’s sequences, Jun Zhanjian wouldn’t even have the courage to draw his sword when faced with the top-ranking ones.

None among those who were eligible to become the first few sequences of the Jun family were ordinary. They would either have two pupils that would mark them as saints, or the inheritance of some kind of taboo.

Naturally, Jun Xiaoyao knew that those sequences weren’t ordinary beings.

However, he believed that he would be able to fix everything with his innate talent and strength.

Following that, the banquet continued.

Jun Xiaoyao was thinking about why hadn’t the system prompted him to sign in.

At that moment, an arrogant and chilling voice daubed in sarcasm abruptly rang out in the skies outside the Jun Residence’s Gate.

“Divine Child of the Jun Family, you speak rather arrogantly. I wonder if your strength could back up your words?”

Hearing this voice, everyone in the hall shuddered.

Whose voice was this?

Who was bold enough to spout such words at the Jun Family’ Divine Child’s coming of age banquet?

Even if one was seeking death, this wasn’t the correct way to do it!

Outside the hall, many influential people were looking into the sky.

In the distant sky, a dragon with verdant wings slithered across the empyrean. On the dragon stood a row of people.

They either have two horns on their heads, a pair of wings on their backs, or scales on their bodies. At first glance, one could see that they did not resemble humans.

The headed young man was dressed in a golden costume and had two dragon horns growing on his head. He looked arrogant and unyielding in demeanor.

He was the one who uttered those words.

“That’s… that’s the Dragon Child of the Far ancient royal family, Lair of Zulong!” an old man from a formidable force took a deep breath and said.

The Far ancient royal family were supreme and everlasting powerhouses that could rival the Clans of the Ancients.

The ancient emperor of the Far ancient royal family was on par with the Supreme Emperor of the human race.

Even in some eras, the ancient emperor dominated the Mystic Realm, standing on top of billions of creatures.

The Lair of Zulong was the top powerhouse among the Far ancient royal family alongside Wanghuang Spirit Mountain, Ancient Cave of Qilin, and other top imperial families.

Now, the Dragon Child of the Lair of Zulong had arrived at the coming of age banquet of the Jun Family’s Divine Child.

Anyone who was no fool would know that those from the Lair of Zulong were up to no good.

Thinking about the grudge between the Lair of Zulong and the Jun Family, the eyes of some couldn’t help but glitter.

It seemed like there would be a great show today.

“Lair of Zulong?” Jun Xiaoyao muttered to himself.

He had heard Jun Zhantian mention them before.

The Lair of Zulong could be considered the Jun Family’s rival.

In this world, the Lair of Zulong had welcomed themselves a taboo-first-generation genius who possessed the Blood of the King of Dragons. He was superior to many young geniuses of the Jun Family.

Most certainly, the Jun Family’s sequences had also abused and killed the geniuses of the Lair of Zulong.

One could consider both forces to act like oil and water.

His father, the White-clad Divine King, Jun Wuhui, had killed a Destined Supreme of the Lair of Zulong when he was in the Saint Stage. One could consider that to be the battle that made Jun Wuhui famous.

“How inauspicious,” Jun Zhantian sighed with a sullen expression.

They would’ve never invited the Lair of Zulong to the banquet.

“What’s the matter? Could it be that the Jun Family, one of the Clans of the Ancients, lacks the courage to even invite us?” Long Haotian said arrogantly in an unrelenting tone.

Those words angered Jun Zhanjian, Jun Xuehuang, and the other sequences.

The Dragon Child of the Lair of Zulong truly was arrogant.

“Gramps, let them in. They’re no more than a few loaches.”

Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, wearing a solemn yet tranquil expression.