Chapter 33

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

Instead of holding back, Jun Xiaoyao uttered such words aloud.

As soon as those words came out, all the cultivators at the venue were stunned with astonishment growing in their hearts.

He truly was the Divine Child of the Jun Family to be bold enough to call the Dragon Child of the Lair of Zulong a loach.

Long Haotian wasn’t deaf, and he obviously heard what Jun Xiaoyao said.

His eyes slightly squinted and flashed with a ray of cold light.

The purpose of his visit this time was to disgust the Jun family by stepping the Jun Family’s Divine Child beneath his feet at his coming of age banquet to display the prestige of the Lair of Zulong.

After all, before this, the reputation of the Lair of Zulong wasn’t that great all along.

The incident where Jun Wuhui in the Saint Stage tore apart the Destined Supreme of the Lair of Zulong with his bare hands made the Lair of Zulong a laughingstock amongst the Huangtian Mystic Realm.

Although nobody was bold enough to discuss it in front of the members of the Lair of Zulong, people secretly mocked them.

Hence, Long Haotian wished to get his revenge by trampling Jun Wuhui beneath his feet.

What’s more, Long Haotian also had the confidence to do so.

He had merged with a Dragon Essence. Though it was yet refined completely, it would be sufficient for him to stand at the pinnacle among the younger generation.

Aside from a few Supreme geniuses, he was afraid of no one.

Under Jun Zhantian’s silent acquiescence, the doormen of the Jun Residence did not stop Long Haotian and his party from entering.

Aside from Long Haotian, some other young geniuses from Far ancient imperial families followed.

Although Far ancient imperial families were slightly weaker than Far ancient royal families, they were almost as influential.

Except for Long Haotian, the members of the Far ancient imperial families were slightly daunted.

As reputation among the Clans of the Ancients went, the Jun Family could be considered one of the most prosperous families.

What they did was tantamount to provocation. It would’ve been strange if they didn’t feel intimidated.

With Long Haotian standing before them, however, these beings from Far ancient imperial families remained composed in the end.

Even if the sky collapse, they have a tall one to hold it up for them. So, what was there for them to be afraid of?

Here, Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes were faint as his gaze swept across Long Haotian and the others.

Suddenly, he discovered a slightly familiar figure.

A woman in a blue dress with an enchanting visage was behind Long Haotian. Her eyes held faint resentment as she stared at Jun Xiaoyao and Jun Linglong.

“That’s her?”

Jun Xiaoyao slightly raised her eyebrows.

He saw a figure he thought he would never see again.

After Jun Zhanjian’s gaze swept over to the other side, he likewise, revealed a slight surprise on his face, and he couldn’t help but shout “It’s you, Lan Qingya. What’s going on?”

Didn’t he expel Lan Qingya from the Jun Family? Why would she be next to Long Haotian now?

Hearing Jun Zhanjian reprimanding her, the corner of Long Haotian’s mouth abruptly raised with a hint of playfulness.

Right in front of Jun Zhanjian, he extended his hands and lifted Lan Qingya’s chin that was as white as snow. He said provocatively, “What are you talking about? She is my slave now. Isn’t that right?”

“Yes. I am your slave, Lord Dragon Child,” Lan Qingya said obediently.

“You wretched woman!” Jun Zhanjian’s black hair fluttered. His face was cold and stern, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.

Remembering their past relationship, he only drove Lan Qingya away without making things difficult for her.

In the end, Lan Qingya had now become a member of the Lair of Zulong.

One had to know her previous identity was Jun Zhanjian’s follower.

With something like this happening, how would the senior members of the clan look at him?

Now that Long Haotian had exploited Lan Qingya to humiliate the sequences of the Jun Family, how could Jun Zhanjian possibly uphold his prestige?

Jun Zhanjian’s heart sank at that thought.

From the corner of his eye, he had already faintly seen that all the faces of the senior family members had become a little sullen.

It would’ve been bad for the older generation to intervene in a contest between the younger generation; doing so would only harm their reputation.

“Damn it, if I don’t handle this matter properly, I may be stripped of my title as a sequence.” Jun Zhanjian clenched his fist.

Just as Jun Zhanjian’s emotional expression on his was changing, Jun Xiaoyao took a step forward and said with indifference, “I didn’t expect that the Dragon Child of the Lair of Zulong would have such a hobby.”

“Hobby?” Long Haotian knitted his eyebrows and looked at Jun Xiaoyao.

This young man who was exaggeratedly handsome was the target he wanted under his feet today.

“I never expect you to have the hobby of picking up somebody’s broken shoes.”

“You are willing to tolerate and accept someone that the Jun Family doesn’t. You seem to be quite the trash picker,” Jun Xiaoyao said understatedly.

Upon hearing this, Long Haotian’s eyes widened and his face immediately turned awfully green.

Was he implying that he, Long Haotian, was picking up someone else’s garbage for himself?

Likewise, Lan Qingya’s countenance was as pale as paper. She was so angry that even her fingers were trembling.

No woman wanted to be addressed as a broken shoe by others.

Jun Xiaoyao turned the situation over with a few simple words.

Long Haotian wanted to humiliate the Jun family’s sequence, but now he was the one who was being mocked.

Although the many influential people around them weren’t bold enough to openly laugh at Long Haotian, everyone’s eyes were filled with mockery and disdain.

“Divine Child…” Jun Zhanjian was shocked.

Jun Xiaoyao was saving him from embarrassment.

With that in mind, Jun Zhuangjian looked at Jun Xiaoyao with a faint expression of gratitude.

Jun Xiaoyao’s one sentence resolved his embarrassment and crisis.

“We’re from a family, so there is no need to say anything superfluous,” Jun Xiaoyao said with a light smile.

Jun Zhangjian nodded his head heavily, but he came to a decision on his own.

Jun Xiaoyao deserved his allegiance!

“The Divine Child is truly unfathomable. With just a few words, he resolved Jun Zhanjian’s predicaments…” Jun Xuehuang muttered inwardly.

Jun Xiaoyao’s wisdom in dealing with something on the spot wasn’t something that a typical ten-year-old should have.

“Wow, it feels as if I just saw another side of Xiaoyao…” Jiang Luoli said.

Not only did Jun Xiaoyao look like a deity that possessed great strength, but he also had outstanding EQ and wisdom.

With just a few words, he was able to leave the prince of the Lair of Zulong speechless and ashamed.

“Hmph, does the son of Jun Wuhui only know how to exploit the prowess of his own tongue? That’s kind of disappointing.” Long Haotian’s face was as gloomy as water.

“Sure, you may have the Sacred Body of the Ancients, but that’s about it. Do you seriously think that you’re invincible? Your nothing compared to Lord Dragon Child,” Lan Qingya also said bitterly.

With Long Haotian behind her back, she was bold enough to speak.

“Why would a mere worm have the guts to speak?” Jun Xiaoyao said with an apathetic expression.

Lan Qingya was already dead to him. The only thing that was left uncertain was whether would she die sooner or later.

Since Lan Qingya was so eager to reincarnate, Jun Xiaoyao could only fulfill her wish.

A rumbling sensation occurred!

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand. Unceasing Golden Divine Energy surged and morphed into a giant palm that went directly to Lan Qingya with murderous intent.

Nobody expected this attack to be used.

“You dare to make a move right in front of me? Don’t you think you’re being too arrogant?!” Long Haotian’s pupils immediately straightened like the eyes of a golden dragon.

He made a move to protect Lan Qingya.

“Nobody can protect who I want to kill!” Jun Xiaoyao’s voice was as chilling as that of a god.

When he raised his other hand, tens of thousands of Divine Soldiers poured out. It was the Torrent of the Weapons!

The Divine Soldiers poured towards Long Haotian, whose expression suddenly changed.

Jun Xiaoyao’s power surpassed his expectation.

Ka-boom!

Before the eyes of many from forces all around, Long Haotian’s figure abruptly retreated. His arms were trembling, and a hint of horror appeared in his eyes.

At the moment, the enormous palm spawned by Golden Divine Power was already pressed against Lan Qingya’s head.

“No… Lord Dragon Child, please save me!”

Lan Qingya’s face was as pale as paper. Her beautiful eyes were filled with extreme terror as she unleashed a miserable scream.

As the golden palm crashed down, the screaming immediately ceased!