Chapter 10 (1/2)

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

Jun Zhangjian heard from the elders of his line before that Jun Xiaoyao possessed a Sacred Body of the Ancients.

At the time, he found it to be rather absurd.

Not only were individuals with such a body rendered almost extinct in recent times but even if someone like that was emerging, they would also be quickly forgotten.

That was because the world was no longer suitable for someone born with a Sacred Body of the Ancients to train. The heavens even put 10 shackles on the physique, preventing the person with such a body to go far with cultivation.

If Jun Xiaoyao were to truly possess a Sacred Body of the Ancients, his body was deemed to be as useful as white elephants.

Jun Zhangjian then wondered if the Eighteenth Ancestor would even bother paying any attention to someone with such a physique.

As such, he had always thought that Jun Xiaoyao might truly have a physique that resembled the Sacred Body of the Ancients somewhat.

Once Jun Zhangjian saw the golden powers raging as Jun Xiaoyao extended his hand, however, he knew that the body had to be a Sacred Body of the Ancients.

That was because a Sacred Body of the Ancients was inherently born with golden spirit sea, making their blood a glittering gold color.

“Is your body truly a Sacred Body of the Ancients as rumored, little brother Xiaoyao?” Jun Zhangjian had to ask.

“Indeed.” Jun Xiaoyao nodded faintly.

That was never a secret, to begin with. Jun Xiaoyao never intended to hide it anyway.

Jun Zhangjian’s eyes shuddered when he heard Jun Xiaoyao himself admitting something like that. Lan Qingya, who was still kneeling on the ground, was shocked to the core.

He truly did possess a Sacred Body of the Ancients. If that’s the case, what reason would Jun Zhangjian be so wary of someone with a white elephant of a body?… Lan Qingya wore a very sinister expression under her lowered head.

She would never forget how slighted she was on that day.

Jun Zhangjian cupped his hands and said, “Well then, I’ll be taking my leave.”

Having felt as if a piece of flesh had just been carved out of his body, Jun Zhangjian had no intention of staying around any longer.

“Hold on please…” Jun Xiaoyao then called.

“Little brother Xiaoyao, are you…” Jun Zhangjian’s mouth slightly twitched.

Is this guy trying to rob me right here, right now?

Jun Xiaoyao coughed and continued, “Ehemm… brother Zhangjian, please don’t get the wrong idea. I’m just curious and would like to spar with you for a bit.”

A peculiar look was seen in Jun Zhangjian’s eyes right there and then. He shook his head and said, “Little brother Xiaoyao, you truly don’t need to go that far just yet at such a young age. We’ll spar when you got older.”

Jun Xiaoyao was just three years old, while Jun Zhangjian was in his early teens.

If he were to injure Jun Xiaoyao, he would have had to deal with the Eighteenth Ancestor’s wrath. That was something he didn’t want to deal with.

As such, Jun Zhangjian immediately rejected the boy’s proposal.

“Oh come on, it’ll only be a sparring session. I’d really hoped you wouldn’t refuse, brother Zhangjian,” Jun Xiaoyao insisted.

“Well, in that case… Alright, but I hope you’d be prudent with your powers, little brother,” Jun Zhangjian answered with a calm expression.

There was no doubt that his status paled in comparison to that of Jun Xiaoyao.

In terms of cultivation level, however, he believed himself to be absolutely capable of overwhelming the boy.

They arrived at an open ground in the Heavenly Emperor Palace.

A huge crowd consisting of members of the Jun family came to see the event from outside the Heavenly Emperor Palace at that moment, getting as close as possible to see how things would turn out.

They saw both Jun Xiaoyao and Jun Zhangjian walking out as if they were able to fight. Everyone in the crowd was astonished.

“Okay, what the hell is happening here? Wasn’t Jun Zhangjian here to make an apology? Why are they fighting now?”

“No, look. Judging from Divine Child Xiaoyao’s expression, it seems that things never got heated between them. I’d say they’re only out here to spar.” Some perceptive ones were able to deduce what was happening.

Everyone looked very interested in what was about to happen.

The sparring session between the two seemed like an interesting event.

It was especially so when one was a divine child who was born into extreme privilege, while the other was the Sequence Ten who had long been famous.

Taking into consideration each brother’s age and cultivation level, no one thought that Jun Xiaoyao was able to win against Jun Zhangjian. Even so, they still betted on the odds.

“So, how many moves do you guys think Divine Child Xiaoyao can take from Jun Zhangjian?”

“Three moves, I guess.”

“Nah, I’d say 10 moves at least.”

Jun Zhangjian wore a smirk as he heard the people around him talking.

While having to hand over the Supreme Token of Yuantian hurt his heart, it nonetheless seemed like the sparring session would become an event where he could show his mettle.

“Be careful, little brother Xiaoyao,” Jun Zhangjian said as an aura of the fifth level of Divinity Stage surged in his body.

Instead of using any martial arts moves, Jun Zhangjian simply pointed his finger and blasted at Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao responded by merely clenching his fist and throwing out a punch.