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Chapter 08 Xiao Jun
Suddenly, a surge of Resentment filled the entire Central Square. All the Resentment energy converged in the night sky above, transforming into an invisible storm that swept toward Lian Yun.
"Looks like you've angered everyone," Insect Emperor mocked, clearly still upset about Lian Yun's refusal to accept him as a master.
However, when he noticed that Lian Yun remained unfazed and lost in thought, he couldn't help but shudder. For a brief moment, his protective Vibrational Force crumbled instinctively.
Yet, he quickly transmitted a message to Lian Yun: "You should wake up; some attitudes can lead to fatal consequences."
—I really have no right to be his master.
Within Insect Emperor's transmission was a subtle yet deadly intent that made Lian Yun's body tremble instinctively, causing his expression to turn anxious.
But when Lian Yun looked up, he saw only the broad back of Insect Emperor, which bore a hint of disappointment.
Though puzzled, Lian Yun immediately lowered his head and continued forward, only then realizing that he was under the scrutiny of countless hostile gazes.
Understanding somewhat the intention behind Insect Emperor's actions, he realized that the killing intent was meant to instill fear in him first before reacting, all to avoid drawing others' attention. Grateful yet silent, he followed closely behind Insect Emperor.
The general also sensed that something was off and chose not to pursue the matter further.
"Hehe, what joyous occasion has made Insect Emperor so spirited?" Old Daoist said with a gentle smile, clearly trying to make conversation for the sake of camaraderie.
However, Insect Emperor replied irritably, "Why hasn't Old Daoist returned to Luoyang City?"
"Hehe! The entrance to the Year Beast Secret Realm is the same no matter where you go; thus, this old man prefers not to travel too much."
"Hmph~~"
"Ah! Congratulations, Brother Cheng. It seems you have alleviated some of your suffering," the Qin Emperor clasped his hands in greeting.
"Hmph~~ Every year, you send the Ninth Prince to battle. No wonder you are outmatched by the Old Daoist," the Insect Emperor remarked, glancing indifferently at the middle-aged man standing behind the Qin Emperor.
The implication was clear: the Qin Emperor sought only personal gain and neglected to nurture the younger generation.
After all, the ranking in the Year Beast Secret Realm came with rewards and was of great benefit to young people. Yet, in pursuit of a higher ranking, the Qin Emperor was willing to stifle the growth of a family member.
However, the Qin Emperor did not get angry; instead, he smiled lightly and said, "It's quality over quantity. By the way, Insect Emperor, did you bring along a girl from Azure Pavilion? Have you perhaps received ten bottles of Mental Potion from them?"
Though his words seemed casual, the underlying sarcasm was unmistakable—suggesting that the Insect Emperor was living off the wealth of those women from Azure Pavilion.
Yet, rather than feeling ashamed, the Insect Emperor took pride in it and replied with a smug smile, "I only got nine bottles, but I also received five hundred Diamond Spirit Coins."
For some reason, this provoked an intense anger within the Qin Emperor.
Lian Yun did not want to speculate too much about the grudges between the older generation. However, he found himself puzzled by the young man beside the Old Daoist.
He noticed that the boy looked at him with an expression that seemed hesitant and anxious, even a bit shy.
"Hey~~ Xiao Jun, are you a weirdo? Why are you looking at my little brother like that?" said a general.
At that moment, Xiao Jun immediately lowered his head in embarrassment.
The girl next to him was more composed; she smiled gently and said, "Leader is being too harsh. My senior brother rarely leaves home and seldom interacts with others. This is just his way of wanting to spar with Young Master Bai."
"Spar? I'm quite formidable myself! Why not spar with me instead?"
"Leader's words are misguided. My senior brother Xian Jianxin can sense others' swordsmanship levels. He is a sword enthusiast who prefers to engage only with those skilled in swordplay; it’s not that Leader lacks strength."
"Hmph, this is more like it."
Upon hearing this, Lian Yun felt that Xiao Jun seemed to have some connection with Eastern Sword, but Xiao Jun appeared to be even more extraordinary than Eastern Sword.
While Eastern Sword rarely left his home, he at least communicated with his family. In contrast, Xiao Jun seemed to interact only with the young girl and no one else.
However, Lian Yun also noticed that he felt an immediate fondness for Xiao Jun upon seeing him for the first time, likely because he too was a master of the sword.
Since Eastern Sword could not cultivate spiritual energy, Lian Yun wanted to befriend him but lacked the desire for combat. Thus, Xiao Jun was the first peer and fellow practitioner Lian Yun had encountered. He smiled slightly and clasped his hands together, saying, "I am Bai Yun. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Brother Xiao."
"Pleasure to meet you, Brother Bai."
"If Brother Xiao is interested, we can spar when you have some free time."
Xiao Jun's face turned slightly red, but his smile was exceptionally pure and clear, as if it contained no impurities or flaws whatsoever.
It was the most innocent and pristine smile.
Just a single smile could calm one's mind and even seem to break through barriers.
The young girl spoke on behalf of the boy, bowing slightly with a smile. "I am Yao Yun'er. It’s an honor to meet Young Master Bai. My senior brother rarely goes out, but if it’s convenient for you, please visit our Xianjian Sect. I assure you that I will treat you well during your stay. Please forgive any shortcomings on my part."
"Xianjian Sect?" Lian Yun was somewhat surprised and began to understand.
He had heard about Xianjian Sect from Dongfang Yi before. He didn’t know what had happened when he was born, but the entire sect had moved to Yin Yang City.
As a result, although the number of sword practitioners in the Huaxia Alliance had not significantly decreased, the availability of sword manuals and masters had sharply diminished.
The Xianjian Sect was actually established around a hundred years ago and gathered most of the sword techniques in Chinese history. Although some of these techniques were ancient methods used by mortals, they were well-defined. Creating suitable sword techniques for contemporary use from them would be much easier than mere speculation.
Lian Yun clasped his hands and said, "I will certainly pay a visit when I have the time."
While Lian Yun engaged in seemingly casual conversation, it provoked the ire of a man with an imposing demeanor. Qin Yuhao interjected, "I have yet to be formally introduced to Brother Bai. I am Qin Yuhao, pleased to meet you, Brother Bai."
The other party maintained a composed demeanor, his expression friendly, even exuding an air of humility.
Lian Yun politely returned the greeting, saying, "Nice to meet you, Qin brother."
"Enough with the pleasantries; let's prepare to enter the secret realm!" Insect Emperor suddenly appeared a bit impatient and cast a disdainful glance at Qin Jiuwang.
However, Qin Emperor smiled amiably and remarked, "This young man Bai is sure to be in the top ten, and if the girl also has a chance at the top ten, it seems Insect Emperor is feeling competitive for the first place this time."
With two spots taken in the top ten, it seemed unlikely that anyone else could secure the first position.
"Not at all! I only have six people on my side; how can we compare to you with your fifteen?"
Fifteen people? Weren't they only allowed to send one Ghost Slave into battle each? Lian Yun felt puzzled at first, then shock washed over him as his expression grew complex and inscrutable.
(End of Chapter)
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