In the Star Dou Great Forest, Jun Xuehan, who had successfully condensed a Soul Core, slowly stood up from the Fantasy Space. Looking at Gu Yuena in front of her, she tentatively asked, "Sister, if I fall in love with someone, will you support me?"
Upon hearing this, Gu Yuena couldn't help but smile and said, "Of course, what's wrong? Have you fallen for a human?"
Gu Yuena's smile was gentle, and her voice was like a breeze, giving people a comfortable feeling.
"What if it's Successor of a Deity?" Jun Xuehan asked casually, her hands behind her head.
"The Successor of a Deity? Don't you know what the Successor of a Deity represents?" Gu Yuena's brows furrowed slightly, and her smile gradually disappeared.
"What if I could guarantee that she wouldn't help the Divine Realm, but instead help our Dragon Race and our Soul Beast Race?" Jun Xuehan looked directly into Gu Yuena's eyes and asked.
"How can you guarantee that?" Gu Yuena countered.
"You don't need to worry about this sister, I have my own way of handling it." Jun Xuehan said seriously, but her gaze was meeting Gu Yuena's.
Silver eyes and purple eyes gazed at each other silently, their eyes calm and unwavering.
"You have your own way of handling things, but don't forget that you have the Bloodline of the Dragon Race flowing in your veins. The Dragon Race is your foundation. Don't forget the future of the Soul Beast Race." Gu Yuena let out a soft breath and did not press further, but instead chose to back down.
"I will only die before you, not run ahead of you. This is my promise to the Soul Beast Race." Jun Xuehan smiled nonchalantly, but her words were utterly serious.
Since his sister Gu Yuena had already backed down, he needed to show some attitude no matter what.
"That's too much to say. Just remember that you are Dragon Race, and it is your duty to restore the glory of the Dragon Race. That's enough." Gu Yuena's slightly furrowed brows relaxed, and her tone gradually softened.
If Jun Xuehan were to fall in love with a human, even one with poor talent, Gu Yuena wouldn't act this way. But Successor of a Deity is a different story; Successor of a Deity represents the future of the Divine Realm.
But if, as Jun Xuehan said, they could truly turn enemies into friends, it wouldn't be a bad thing. After all, the Dragon Race is currently just a handful of small fry.
Moreover, Gu Yuena knew that even if she disagreed, it might not make a difference.
"If I had a choice, I would prefer to be a carefree hermit, living a simple life with my family, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, living in peace and contentment, undisturbed by worldly affairs. Wouldn't that be a wonderful life?" Jun Xuehan smiled and said softly.
Upon hearing this, Gu Yuena was about to say something when she was interrupted by Jun Xuehan's words.
"I was just saying. Although the life of a carefree hermit is quite nice, I will strive to restore the glory of the Dragon Race. After all, this is also for my own sake." Jun Xuehan put her hands behind her back, a faint smile on her lips.
"Yes, you are the hope of our Soul Beast Race, and the only hope I can see." Gu Yuena put her hand on Jun Xuehan's shoulder and said softly.
"Sister, you should take good care of your injuries first. I'll head back now." Jun Xuehan nodded slightly and reached out to smooth the strands of hair that had fallen across her forehead.
"Okay, go ahead." Gu Yuena agreed, watching Jun Xuehan's departing figure. For some reason, she suddenly felt that Jun Xuehan's figure was very heavy, as if he was carrying a Qian Jun burden on his shoulders.
Stepping out of the Fantasy Space, Jun Xuehan did not use her spatial abilities. Instead, she walked slowly towards the outside, greeting Di Tian and Bi Ji along the way.
A gentle breeze blew by, causing strands of silver hair to flutter and dance in the wind. Her gaze swept over her surroundings, her eyes filled with a serene, unwavering tranquility.
Three days later.
Inside the main hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Ning Fengzhi sat in the main seat, looking at the Challenge Letter in his hand, his brows furrowing slightly.
Chen Xin and Gu Rong sat on either side of Ning Fengzhi in front of him, quietly watching Ning Fengzhi.
"Uncle Sword, this is Challenge Letter for you. Take a look." Ning Fengzhi handed the Challenge Letter to Chen Xin in front of him.
Chen Xin accepted the Challenge Letter, examined it, and couldn't help but smile, saying, "Wind Snow Pavilion, Jun Xuehan actually proposed a sparring match to me, and the location is our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
Chen Xin placed the challenge letter in her hand on the table beside her, appearing quite calm, unlike Ning Fengzhi who had his brows furrowed.
"Uncle Sword, are you confident?" Ning Fengzhi looked at Chen Xin and asked softly.
"Fengzhi, I think you're completely overthinking it. Chen Xin, that old guy, has Soul Power of at least level 96, making him Titled Douluo. After reaching level 95, each subsequent level of Soul Power is a doubling of the previous level. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been suppressed by that old guy for so many years. As for Jun Xuehan, although he's a prodigy of the younger generation, even if he started cultivating from the womb, his Soul Power couldn't possibly be Level 80 right now. There's absolutely no need to worry about him." Gu Rong chuckled as he listened to Ning Fengzhi's words.
He thought it was something big, but it turned out to be such a trivial matter. Gu Rong acknowledged that Jun Xuehan was an outstanding member of the younger generation, but he completely disbelieved that Jun Xuehan had a chance to defeat Chen Xin.
"I wasn't confident. I couldn't see through him during the All-Continent Elite Soul Master Tournament. Besides, Old Bones, you didn't go to Spirit City back then and don't know what happened in the final match. Even I wasn't absolutely certain I could block that decisive blow. Now, almost three years have passed, and Jun Xuehan's strength is only stronger than it was three years ago." Chen Xin shook his head slightly and said slowly.
Neither the Sea God's Shifting Stars nor Jun Xuehan's God Slaying were things Chen Xin was absolutely certain he could withstand at the time. Now, nearly three years later, how strong Jun Xuehan is is completely unknown.
"Xue Ye of the Heaven Dou Imperial Family has changed his attitude towards our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. I feel that he is not as close as before. And now Jun Xuehan of the Wind Snow Pavilion has sent a Challenge Letter. Moreover, the Wind Snow Pavilion supports His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. It seems that the Wind Snow Pavilion has some ulterior motives." Ning Fengzhi's fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of his chair, his eyes full of thought.
His intuition told him that this Challenge Letter was not as simple as it seemed, just a friendly sparring match.