Chapter 47 (2/2)
In front of him, one of his followers shrouded in black mist was reporting the situation to him.
“Have they arrived?” In Jun Wanjie’s cold eyes, bolts of lightning were intertwined.
He had arrived in Nantian City in advance, and only a few disciples of the Daoji Heavenly Sect came to receive him.
Now that Jun Xiaoyao and his party have arrived, all of the Daoji Sect’s disciples and elders were dispatched.
Even the Venerable One who was above them in status had shown up to welcome him.
Although they also meant to welcome Jun Zhantian and the other clan elders, such a difference in treatment was too apparent.
Jun Wanjie knew that it was mainly because of Jun Xiaoyao.
To the Daoji Heavenly Sect, Jun Wanjie was far less important than Jun Xiaoyao.
His follower who was veiled in black mist also said with indignance, “Those people from the Daoji Heavenly Sect must be blind. How can a fledgling possibly compare to Master Wanjie?”
This follower was Hei Tu, a genius from the Black Cloud Clan that Jun Wanjie subdued.
It was said that the predecessor of this clan was a black cloud that received enlightenment before attaining the level of the Highest Supreme.
“No one should be born directly at the top, not even Jun Xiaoyao!”
“I will prove to the Jun Family that he doesn’t deserve to be Sequence Zero!” Jun Wanjie coldly said.
He had experienced several hardships and suffered from countless injuries and adversities all to receive the position of Sequence Five.
Jun Xiaoyao, on the other hand, got the position of Sequence Zero without having to do much.
Anyone who was in Jun Wanjie’s place would’ve been mentally broken by the fact.
Jun Wanjie felt that he was already holding himself down very well.
Outraged by the injustice Jun Wanjie had experienced, Hei Tu thought to himself, ‘Ah, you have gone through so much, my Lord…’
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Several days passed as Jun Xiaoyao had settled down in Nantian City.
Though he saw some visions of the Supreme Treasure of Yuantian, there were still a few days before it would actually come into existence.
Over the past few days, Jun Zhantian had left to begin contacting the leaders of the other Immortal orthodoxies.
They wished to join hands and turn the entire Supreme Treasure of Yuantian into the training grounds for the younger disciples.
None of the stronger ones from the older generation were allowed to interfere.
With nothing else to do, Jun Xiaoyao leisurely relaxed at the residence.
Jun Linglong, on the other hand, smiled faintly and said, “Young master, I heard that the Nanyuan Mystical State has a special product called the Tranquil Spirit Tea. I will go and buy it for you.”
Jun Linglong was intelligent and considerate.
Knowing that Jun Xiaoyao loves tea, she specifically went out of her way to inquire about this local product.
Jun Xiaoyao smiled and casually said, “Very well. You’re the most considerate person I know, Linglong. Whoever you marry in the future would be very lucky to have you.”
As Jun Linglong’s pretty face blushed, she gave Jun Xiaoyao an enchanting wink.
She had already decided that she would follow Jun Xiaoyao as his maid for as long as she lived.
Why would she marry somebody else?
As for whether Jun Xiaoyao would marry her, Jun Linglong was still sure of herself. Staying by Jun Xiaoyao’s side as his maid would already enough of an honor.
She didn’t dare to make such an unreasonable request.
Of course, if Jun Xiaoyao was willing, Jun Linglong would gladly accept it.
As for the age difference of over ten years old, it wasn’t a real issue for cultivators.
After a while, Jun Linglong went out and arrived at a market in Nantian City.
Soon, she discovered Tranquil Spirit Tea that had been aged for ten thousand years.
Just when Jun Linglong was about to make her purchase, a young figure shrouded in black mist appeared and said in a cold and playful tone, “My apologies, but I’ll be having this Tranquil Spirit Tea!”