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"Clang—"

Nan Yu Xin angrily smashed the jade vase onto the ground. The maids beside her were terrified and quickly tried to placate her.

"Why was he so mean to me?"

"I wasn't looking for trouble, I was just curious about him!"

"Honestly, he has no idea how to treat a lady!"

Nan Yu Xin sat in a chair, huffing and cursing. The maids exchanged glances, listening. Young Master Jun?

As maids of the Duke's Mansion, they had heard of Young Master Jun's name. They hadn't expected their young lady to seek him out, and to return so full of anger.

Did that Young Master Jun not know the young lady's identity?

The maids wondered secretly. In the Gan Yue Kingdom, even disciples of the three great sects wouldn't dare to put on airs in front of Nan Yu Xin. After all, her father, Nan Meng, was a transcendent being in the Mortal Transformation Realm.

The words "Mortal Transformation" said it all!

"Who has angered my precious daughter so much?"

Just then, a booming laugh came from outside. A moment later, a burly middle-aged man strode in. He was nearly two meters tall, with a broad back and a powerful build, his black brocade robe stretched taut. His face was stern without being angry, with thick eyebrows and large eyes that held a chilling glint.

He was the foremost powerful figure in the Gan Yue Kingdom, the Great General of the Nation, Nan Meng!

"Dad..." Nan Yu Xin pouted and called out.

"Tell me, who has the ability to make you angry?" Nan Meng chuckled, and Nan Yu Xin felt there was a hidden meaning in his words.

She spat, "It's that Young Master Jun! He didn't give me any face at all."

"Young Master Jun?"

Nan Meng's brow furrowed. So, Young Master Jun's name had already reached the imperial court.

During the morning court today, Qin Yu had boldly recommended Guan Yu, claiming Guan Yu was no weaker than Nan Meng. This annoyed him, and he made a mental note of both Young Master Jun and Guan Yu.

"Yes, Xin'er was curious and went to find him, wanting to spar a bit, but..." Nan Yu Xin found it hard to continue. It was too embarrassing, especially with so many onlookers.

However, she didn't hate Qin Jun. Their brief exchange had made her realize she was no match for him. It was just his cold attitude that had made her so angry.

"Did you see the tall, bearded man under Young Master Jun?" Nan Meng asked casually.

With the inter-kingdom competition approaching, he was confident in winning one match, but the other two were uncertain. This time, the Cang Lan Kingdom had sent two experts in the Mortal Transformation Realm, causing a stir in the court and worrying the Emperor.

Only those in high positions understood the importance of these competitions, as resources were wagered on each match. The losing side not only had to compensate with resources but would also be at a disadvantage in subsequent negotiations.

"I didn't see him, only Young Master Jun," Nan Yu Xin shook her head. She paused, then gritted her teeth, "That guy was being so mysterious, wearing a veil and refusing to show his true face."

Nan Meng's frown deepened. It seemed this Young Master Jun had other motives.

Royal Capital city gate.

Chang Qianqian skipped ahead, followed by Xu Hai, the Great Elder of the Xuanling Sect, along with Chang Hao, Zhuo Junjie, Zhong Ling, and other disciples. The entire group numbered about twenty people. The Xuanling Sect's distinctive attire caused the surrounding citizens and cultivators to make way.

"The Xuanling Sect is here too!"

"The Purple Light Sect arrived this morning, now only the Burning Mountain Valley is left."

"Tsk, the Purple Light Sect and the Xuanling Sect have always been at odds. Maybe they'll clash."

"Have you noticed? Even some of the major sects from the Cang Lan Kingdom have sent people."

"The competition is held every five years. The last one was in the Cang Lan Kingdom, so it's only held in the Royal Capital once every ten years. We're in for a treat."

The cultivators among the crowd chattered. In the Royal Capital, cultivators and commoners lived close by, and cultivators dared not trouble the citizens, for this was the Emperor's domain.

"I can't wait to see Qin Jun."

Chang Qianqian turned and smiled at everyone. Except for Chang Hao, whose expression was somewhat gloomy, everyone else laughed.

Most of the disciples who came to the Royal Capital were of a higher generation than Chang Qianqian, so no one was jealous.

Zhuo Junjie clenched the sword at his waist and said calmly, "I will challenge him again! This time, I won't be careless!"

Zhong Ling looked at Zhuo Junjie, who had recovered from his slump, with a look of relief.

The group walked and talked, turning through several streets, where they encountered a group of cultivators dressed in elegant purple robes. They were from the Purple Light Sect, one of the three great sects.

"Well, well, isn't this Zhuo Junjie? I heard you were defeated by an outsider within the Xuanling Sect?"

The speaker was a handsome young man, fanning himself with a feather fan. His aura of peak Foundation Establishment Realm was undeniable, making the cultivators on both sides of the street tremble.

"Lu Xuanfeng, don't cause trouble!"

Zhong Ling said sternly. This young man with the feather fan was the Purple Light Sect's top genius, Lu Xuanfeng, second only to Zhuo Junjie in the Gan Yue Kingdom. Both were leaders of the younger generation in their respective sects.

Xu Hai snorted coldly, but as an elder, he couldn't interfere in a dispute between juniors. It would be too embarrassing if word got out.

"No matter who defeated me, I can still defeat you, my defeated opponent," Zhuo Junjie sneered at Lu Xuanfeng, causing his fellow disciples to clap in approval.

The surrounding citizens and cultivators also marveled, "As expected of the kingdom's top genius, his words are so domineering!"

Lu Xuanfeng's expression soured. He snorted, "I will defeat you. But before that, I will challenge the most renowned Young Master Jun in the Royal Capital!"

Young Master Jun?

Zhuo Junjie and the others looked confused. Chang Qianqian blinked her big eyes, her gaze filled with curiosity. Just hearing the name told her this person was no ordinary individual.

Lu Xuanfeng lightly fanned himself and turned with a smile, "Zhuo Junjie, no matter how strong you are, there are limits. Compared to Young Master Jun's methods, you're still far behind!"

With that, he led the Purple Light Sect disciples away.

His words, however, caused Zhuo Junjie's expression to darken, and the surrounding cultivators found them reasonable.

Young Master Jun's own cultivation was already good, and he could even subdue super-experts. Moreover, he had a Sacred Spirit Root genius among his subordinates. Once that person matured, they would undoubtedly become a formidable figure. Compared to him, Zhuo Junjie was merely talented; whether he could become the Sect Master of Xuanling Sect was still uncertain, especially since Chang Tianyou was nowhere near abdicating.

The people from Xuanling Sect exchanged glances, but they all made a mental note of the name "Young Master Jun."

Luoya Inn.

Knock, knock!

Qin Jun, who was in the middle of cultivation, was suddenly interrupted by a knock on his door. He asked, "Who is it?"

"This humble one is You Fenghuang. I hope Young Master Jun will grant me the honor of a meeting."

A clear, bell-like female voice came from outside the door. Just by the sound of it, she must be beautiful.

Qin Jun pondered inwardly. He had never heard the name You Fenghuang before, but he wasn't afraid. Howling Celestial Dog was sleeping soundly beside him.

"Come in."

"Thank you for your permission, Young Master."

As the voice faded, the door was pushed open. It was none other than one of the mysterious guests at Luoya Inn that couldn't be trifled with – the woman in green.