Chapter 48: Chapter 48: Jun Wanjie Takes Action, Linglong Is Injured, and Trouble Awaits
"Hmm?"
Jun Linglong slightly furrowed her brows, her beautiful eyes looking over.
After all, she was a noble lady of the Jun Family. Although her fame wasn’t as great as Jun Xiaoyao and the Top Ten Series, she was still somewhat well-known.
There weren’t many who dared to target her.
The young figure shrouded in black mist was a follower of Jun Wanjie, the Celestial Pride of the Black Cloud Race, Black Soil.
"You’re... a person of the Black Cloud Race?" Jun Linglong frowned.
Possessing the Seven-Aperture Exquisite Heart, and being knowledgeable, she instantly recognized Black Soil as a member of the Black Cloud Race.
However, she didn’t know Black Soil was a follower of Jun Wanjie.
After all, Jun Linglong didn’t pay attention to Jun Wanjie either.
"This Clear Heart Tea, I want it. Do you have a problem with that?" Black Soil’s gaze scrutinized Jun Linglong with a hint of provocation.
Jun Linglong’s beautiful eyes glimmered.
She also realized that this was not a coincidence.
But rather, that this Celestial Pride of the Black Cloud Race was deliberately provoking and picking a fight.
"Do you know my identity?" Jun Linglong said faintly, exuding a noble and aloof demeanor.
Only in front of Jun Xiaoyao was she an obedient and affectionate maid.
In front of anyone else, she was the high and mighty noble lady of the Jun Family.
"After all, I am a follower of Lord Wanjie, how could I not know the name of the noble Lady Linglong?" Black Soil nonchalantly curled his lips and smiled.
"I see." Upon hearing this, Jun Linglong instantly understood.
No wonder this Celestial Pride of the Black Cloud Race was so bold and fearless, even daring to provoke her.
It turned out he was backed by the Fifth Sequence, Jun Wanjie.
Considering this, Black Soil indeed had no need to fear her.
"This tea is for Lord Divine Son, do you dare to obstruct it?" Jun Linglong’s tone was indifferent.
"Sorry, my lord also wants tea, and don’t use the Divine Son as a scapegoat. My lord is no weaker than him!" Black Soil said coldly.
At this moment, a streak of sword light suddenly descended from a distance towards Black Soil.
Simultaneously, a cold reprimand voice came through: "Where did this blind thing come from? Let me teach you a lesson for Jun Wanjie!"
Feeling the fluctuation of the sword light, Black Soil’s face suddenly changed.
His figure abruptly turned gaseous, transforming into a mass of black mist.
The sword light penetrated through the black mist, crashing onto the ground behind.
Black Soil then re-coalesced, his face carrying a hint of paleness.
Turning into mist was his racial talent of the Black Cloud Race.
However, every time he performed it, it consumed a tremendous amount of Mana.
Not far away, a figure holding a sword in his arms appeared, it was the Tenth Sequence, Jun Zhangjian.
He had previously wanted to become Jun Xiaoyao’s follower but was rejected by Jun Xiaoyao.
For a sequence to become a follower, indeed, it wasn’t quite appropriate.
Although he was rejected by Jun Xiaoyao, Jun Zhangjian now had long accepted the role of a follower.
He just didn’t have that title.
"Tenth Sequence, Jun Zhangjian, why are you..." Black Soil’s face was pale, his eyes showing apprehension.
Had it been only Jun Linglong, he naturally wouldn’t be afraid.
Though Jun Linglong was a noble lady, she hadn’t reached the level of the Top Ten Series.
But this Jun Zhangjian was a genuine sequence.
Although his status and strength were inferior to his lord Jun Wanjie,
a sequence is a sequence, and they cannot be insulted!
Black Soil was full of confusion. Why did it seem like Jun Zhangjian was acting as Jun Xiaoyao’s follower?
"Who gave you the courage to provoke people by the Divine Son’s side, was it Jun Wanjie?" Jun Zhangjian coldly rebuked.
Black Soil’s expression turned from green to white.
Facing Jun Zhangjian, he was somewhat apprehensive.
And at this moment,
a cold-as-ice voice echoed from afar.
"Jun Zhangjian, you are, after all, one of the sequences, yet you are willing to become Jun Xiaoyao’s follower. What charms does he have to make you all submit to him?"
Upon hearing this voice, Jun Zhangjian’s expression also slightly changed.
This was Jun Wanjie’s voice.
And indeed,
a figure wrapped in thunderous divine radiance arrived from afar, it was Jun Wanjie.
His black hair fluttered, his eyes shot out three-foot-long thunder rays, runes of thunder manifested all over his body, resembling a Thunder God.
"Is that... the Jun Family’s Fifth Sequence, Jun Wanjie?"
"What’s going on, is there going to be a conflict?"
"Over there seems to be the Jun Family’s Tenth Sequence, Jun Zhangjian, and the noble Lady Linglong."
"The Primordial Heaven Venerable Secret Treasure hasn’t been opened yet, and the Jun Family is already fighting internally?"
Many eyes were drawn to the scene.
"Jun Wanjie, what are you going to do?"
Seeing the explosive aura of Jun Wanjie, Jun Zhangjian frowned.
Jun Wanjie’s temperament was notoriously unruly and overbearing.
Not to mention foreign races, he had taught many of the Jun Clan members a lesson.
"A dignified sequence of the Jun Family has become a follower. If you are willing, then step down from your sequence position sooner rather than later!"
After saying that, Jun Wanjie directly made a move.
With a wave of his hand, thunderous divine light manifested.
He cultivated the Supreme Technique, Tribulation Crossing Celestial Technique, awakening the Thunder Tribulation Battle Body.
Among the Three Thousand Physiques, it ranked in the top three hundred.
Additionally, this Thunder Tribulation Battle Body was fierce in attack, with astonishing destructiveness, far surpassing Ye Xingyun’s Star King Body.
Rumbling!
Jun Wanjie launched his palm, the rolling thunder seemed to transform into a torrent, crashing towards Jun Zhangjian and Jun Linglong.
"Not good!"
Jun Zhangjian hurriedly drew his sword, the radiant sword radiance spread out.
Jun Linglong also took action.
But even with the two of them joining forces, they struggled to fend off Jun Wanjie’s technique.
With a deafening crash, both Jun Zhangjian and Jun Linglong’s figures trembled and retreated successively.
Jun Zhangjian was relatively fine, being the Tenth Sequence, though not matching Jun Wanjie, the gap wasn’t too wide.
As for Jun Linglong, her cultivation was slightly weaker, stepping back dozens of steps, her flawless face showing some paleness, with a trace of blood at the corner of her lips.
Jun Wanjie glanced over, his expression indifferent as he said, "Consider this a warning, tell Jun Xiaoyao to keep a low profile in the future."
With that, Jun Wanjie turned and left.
In any case, both Jun Zhangjian and Jun Linglong were people of the Jun Family, a light reprimand to dampen Jun Xiaoyao’s arrogance sufficed.
Jun Wanjie didn’t intend to do them any serious harm.
"Lord’s strength is indeed unmatched!"
Seeing Jun Wanjie easily repelling Jun Zhangjian and Jun Linglong, Black Soil’s eyes showed intense admiration.
He then looked at Jun Linglong with a playful smile: "Tell your master, my lord is the pillar and hope of the young generation in the Jun Family!"
After speaking, Black Soil also followed Jun Wanjie and left.
At this moment, Jun Linglong again spat out a small mouthful of fresh blood.
"You’re quite seriously injured." Jun Zhangjian remarked, his tone containing a hint of helplessness.
Compared to Jun Wanjie, he was indeed a notch below.
"It’s nothing, I still have to buy tea for the young master." Jun Linglong hadn’t forgotten her task of buying Clear Heart Tea for Jun Xiaoyao.
Watching this, Jun Zhangjian couldn’t help but sigh slightly.
Even at such a time, what was on her mind was still matters concerning Jun Xiaoyao.
However, Jun Zhangjian also knew that Jun Xiaoyao was not one to swallow his anger.
Offending someone by his side, Jun Wanjie was probably in for some trouble next.