However, the fact is that Jun Xiaoyao did not take the Sacred Spirit Academy seriously at all.

Not to mention these ordinary disciples, even those holy sons and daughters of the same rank as Ji Xuan would experience the same suffering as Ji Xuan if they dared to provoke him.

Watching the figures of Jun Xiaoyao and his companions leave, the cultivators in the city couldn't help but swallow hard.

"Truly worthy of the Jun family's divine son, his aura is overwhelming, completely disregarding the Sacred Spirit Academy."

"Indeed, even if those few holy sons and daughters from the academy came, they probably wouldn't fare any better."

Some people glanced at the academy disciples who were sprawled on the ground, bleeding from their seven orifices, and shook their heads.

This group of academy disciples was too pathetic; they couldn't even withstand a roar from Jun Xiaoyao's mount.

Although that mount was a top-tier ancient royal beast, a nine-headed lion.

As for the female disciples of the academy, they completely ignored their male counterparts in distress and gazed at Jun Xiaoyao with starry eyes as he departed.

Jun Xiaoyao and his companions arrived at a resplendent inn to rest.

However, not long after, Jun Linglong approached and reported, "Young Master, the young master of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce wishes to meet you."

"The young master of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce?" Jun Xiaoyao pondered for a moment.

He seemed to have seen this person at the Piano Duel in the Panwu Divine Dynasty, just like the Third Prince, both of whom were suitors of the Celestial Piano Maiden.

However, such a minor character was not clearly remembered by Jun Xiaoyao.

"Let him in," Jun Xiaoyao said.

Jun Linglong nodded, and shortly after, a handsome young noble approached, respectfully cupping his hands towards Jun Xiaoyao.

"I am Qian Duo from the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce, I greet the Divine Son."

"I remember you; it seems we met at the Piano Duel. You are a suitor of the Celestial Piano Maiden," Jun Xiaoyao said.

"I didn't expect the Divine Son to remember me; it is truly an honor. However, I am no longer a suitor of the Celestial Piano Maiden," Qian Duo said with a faint bitter smile.

After witnessing someone as outstanding as Jun Xiaoyao, how could the Celestial Piano Maiden still look at him?

"What brings you here?" Jun Xiaoyao took a sip of tea and asked.

"I heard from the innkeeper that the Divine Son is resting at our Wanbao Chamber of Commerce's inn, so I came directly," Qian Duo replied.

"So this inn is actually owned by your Wanbao Chamber of Commerce," Jun Xiaoyao realized.

"Divine Son, it is like this: before the opening of the Heavenly Dao Tower, our Wanbao Chamber of Commerce will hold a martial arts competition, where some quality slaves will fight to the death, and then bets will be placed."

"I see that the Divine Son seems to need celestial sources; this is a good opportunity to earn some," Qian Duo said.

"Is that so?" Jun Xiaoyao nodded.

He understood that the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce wanted to take advantage of the excitement surrounding the opening of the Heavenly Dao Tower to make some money.

However, Qian Duo was right; he indeed needed celestial sources.

Currently, Jun Xiaoyao only had fifty celestial sources left for emergencies.

"Moreover, I heard that the Divine Son has a preference for collecting slaves; perhaps there will be some that catch your eye," Qian Duo flattered.

"Hmm? Does this Divine Son have such a special hobby?" Jun Xiaoyao turned to look at Jun Linglong.

Jun Linglong shot him a charming glare.

Don't you have a sense of self-awareness about whether you have such a hobby?

"Ahem... whenever," Jun Xiaoyao coughed dryly, his face not flushing, his heart not racing.

"Tomorrow night, and there will also be slaves from other celestial realms appearing," Qian Duo said.

"From other celestial realms?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes brightened.

The Nine Heavens Celestial Realm is divided into nine heavens, and the Wild Heaven Celestial Realm is just one of them.

Jun Xiaoyao was somewhat interested in slaves from other celestial realms.

"I will go," Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Then I will await the Divine Son's arrival," Qian Duo said with a pleased expression.

His father, the president of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce, had advised him to establish a relationship with the Jun family's divine son.

Even if it was just to become familiar, the benefits in the future would be endless.

Qian Duo left satisfied.

After he left, Jun Linglong smiled lightly and said, "That young master of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce wants to get close to you."

"It doesn't matter, as long as it benefits me," Jun Xiaoyao replied indifferently.

At the same time, a group of academy disciples, covered in blood and looking disheveled, knelt before three individuals, crying out.

It was the two holy sons and one holy daughter of the academy.

"Divine Son, you must avenge us! That Jun family divine son is too arrogant, completely disregarding our Sacred Spirit Academy," one academy disciple wailed, tears streaming down his face.

This time, they had truly lost face.

"Foolish, no matter how Jun Xiaoyao is, he is not someone you can provoke," a young man in a black and white Daoist robe said coldly.

"I thought that Jun family divine son would be wary of our Sacred Spirit Academy, so..." the academy disciple mumbled, his voice growing softer.

"Enough, you brought this upon yourselves. Even we must be cautious when dealing with Jun Xiaoyao," the noble young man shook his head.

As for the holy daughter, Hua Xiqing, she blinked her beautiful eyes, growing increasingly curious about Jun Xiaoyao.

"Let's talk about this later. Tomorrow night, we will attend the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce's martial arts competition. As for Jun Xiaoyao, we will meet him again on the day the Heavenly Dao Tower opens," the young man in the black and white Daoist robe said.

Previously, the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce had also sent a steward to invite them to the martial arts competition.

...

Soon, a day passed.

In the eastern region of Sacred Spirit City, there was a magnificent palace.

Jun Xiaoyao, under Qian Duo's guidance, arrived at this place.

Only Jun Linglong accompanied him.

"Divine Son, please proceed to the VIP room," Qian Duo personally led Jun Xiaoyao into the VIP room.

From here, one could overlook the entire martial arts competition stage.

"I wonder if there will be any slaves tonight that catch my eye," Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

He thought about it; so far, it seemed he really didn't have a true follower.

Jun Linglong, strictly speaking, was more like his maid.

Jun Zhangjian, Jun Xuehuang, and Jun Wanjie were all part of the Jun family lineage, and strictly speaking, they couldn't be considered his followers either.

Wu Mingyue seemed more like a pawn.

As for Bai Yuer, she was simply a female slave.

"My father has the Divine King and his followers, including someone as outstanding as Ajiu. I should consider finding a loyal group of true followers," Jun Xiaoyao thought.

At that moment, a commotion suddenly erupted in the venue.

"The Long Princess of the Panwu Divine Dynasty has arrived!"

"The two holy sons and one holy daughter of the Sacred Spirit Academy have also come."

"Wow, that's the Golden-Winged Roc King from Jialou Sacred Mountain!"

"Yue Xingyun from the Ye family, the Star Body, has also arrived."

"Oh my, they are all big shots..."

Many cultivators in the venue were astonished.

These prodigies, who were rarely seen, were now appearing one after another.

"I am Yin Yang Sect's Yin Yang Holy Son, and also a holy son of the Sacred Spirit Academy. It is truly fortunate to meet the Long Princess today," the young man in the black and white Daoist robe said.

As a holy son respected by two major forces, the Yin Yang Holy Son spoke with a hint of confidence.

However...

The enchanting beauty before him, with eyes like autumn waters and a figure like jade, didn't even glance at him, her expression cold as she walked past him.

The Yin Yang Holy Son's face stiffened, feeling somewhat awkward.

Beside him, Hua Xiqing covered her mouth and chuckled lightly, "After all, she is the Long Princess of the Undying Divine Dynasty, with a high status. It's normal for her not to pay you any mind."

"That's true; I was indeed reckless," the Yin Yang Holy Son smiled nonchalantly.

It was normal for a princess of an undying power to have high standards and a cold personality.

Meanwhile, Wu Mingyue, after inquiring with Qian Duo, walked straight into a VIP room.

Upon seeing the figure sitting gracefully in a chair, dressed in white and looking as handsome as an immortal, she could no longer hold back and leaned against Jun Xiaoyao's leg.

Like a cat that had been abandoned for a long time, she raised a captivating face and said, "Master, Mingyue has come to see you..."

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