Jun Wanjie Takes Action, Linglong Is Injured, and There Will Be No Good Fruit to Eat

"Hm?"

Jun Linglong's willow-leaf brows furrowed slightly as she looked over.

She was, after all, a noble daughter of the Jun Family. Though her fame was not as great as Jun Xiaoyao's or that of the Ten Sequences, she was still somewhat renowned.

Few dared to target her.

This young figure shrouded in black mist was Black Earth, Jun Wanjie's follower and a prodigy of the Black Cloud Clan.

"You are... from the Black Cloud Clan?" Jun Linglong frowned.

She possessed the Seven-Aperture Exquisite Heart and was broadly learned. At a glance, she recognized Black Earth as a member of the Black Cloud Clan.

However, she did not know that Black Earth was Jun Wanjie's follower.

After all, Jun Linglong paid no attention to Jun Wanjie.

"I want this Pure Heart Spirit Tea. Do you have any objections?" Black Earth sized Jun Linglong up, his gaze brimming with provocation.

Light flickered in Jun Linglong's beautiful eyes.

She could tell that this was no coincidence.

This Black Cloud Clan prodigy had deliberately come to provoke her and pick a fight.

"Do you know who I am?" Jun Linglong said indifferently, every inch the noble and aloof lady of the Jun Family.

Only before Jun Xiaoyao was she a gentle, considerate maid.

Before anyone else, she was the lofty noble daughter of the Jun Family.

"I am Lord Wanjie's follower, after all. How could I not know the name of Lady Linglong?" Black Earth curled his lips dismissively and laughed.

"So that's how it is." Jun Linglong immediately understood upon hearing this.

No wonder this Black Cloud Clan prodigy was so fearless, even daring to provoke her.

The Fifth Sequence, Jun Wanjie, stood behind him.

With that backing, Black Earth indeed had no need to fear her.

"This tea is for the Divine Child. You dare obstruct me?" Jun Linglong's tone was icy.

"My apologies, but my lord wishes to drink tea as well. And don't use the Divine Child as a shield. My lord is no weaker than him!" Black Earth said coldly.

At that moment, a streak of sword light suddenly slashed down at Black Earth from afar.

At the same time, a cold rebuke rang out. "What blind thing dares show up here? Let me teach you a lesson on Jun Wanjie's behalf!"

Feeling the fluctuations of that sword light, Black Earth's expression changed abruptly.

His body suddenly dissolved into vapor, transforming into a mass of black mist.

The sword light pierced through the black mist and crashed onto the ground behind him.

Black Earth re-formed, but his face had turned somewhat pale.

Turning into mist was an innate talent of the Black Cloud Clan.

However, every use consumed an enormous amount of spiritual power.

Not far away, a figure carrying a sword in his arms appeared. It was the Tenth Sequence, Jun Zhangjian.

He had previously wanted to become Jun Xiaoyao's follower, only to be refused by Jun Xiaoyao.

It was indeed somewhat improper for a Sequence to become a follower.

Although Jun Xiaoyao had rejected him, Jun Zhangjian had long since developed the awareness of a follower.

He simply did not bear the title.

"The Tenth Sequence, Jun Zhangjian... why are you..." Black Earth's face was pale, and wariness appeared in his eyes.

If it were only Jun Linglong, he naturally would not have feared her.

Though Jun Linglong was a noble lady, she had not yet reached the level of the Ten Sequences.

But Jun Zhangjian was a genuine Sequence.

Although his status and strength fell short of his lord, Jun Wanjie's.

A Sequence was still a Sequence, and could not be insulted!

Black Earth was also filled with confusion. Why did Jun Zhangjian seem like Jun Xiaoyao's follower?

"Who gave you the nerve to provoke someone beside the Divine Child? Was it that Jun Wanjie?" Jun Zhangjian rebuked coldly.

Black Earth's face shifted between green and white.

He was still somewhat intimidated when facing Jun Zhangjian.

And at that moment.

A voice as cold as ice sounded from afar.

"Jun Zhangjian, you are one of the Sequences, yet you are willing to become Jun Xiaoyao's follower. What charm does he possess that makes all of you willing to submit and serve him?"

When he heard that voice, Jun Zhangjian's expression changed slightly as well.

It was Jun Wanjie's voice.

Sure enough.

A figure wreathed in divine lightning descended from the distant sky. It was Jun Wanjie.

His black hair streamed in the wind, three-foot arcs of lightning burst from his eyes, and lightning runes manifested across his body, making him seem like a thunder god.

"That is... the Jun Family's Fifth Sequence, Jun Wanjie?"

"What is going on? Is a conflict about to break out?"

"Over there seem to be the Jun Family's Tenth Sequence, Jun Zhangjian, and Lady Linglong."

"The Yuantian Supreme's Secret Treasury has not even opened, and the Jun Family is already about to fight among themselves?"

Many gazes were drawn over.

"Jun Wanjie, what are you trying to do?"

Seeing Jun Wanjie's violent aura, Jun Zhangjian's brows drew together.

Jun Wanjie's temperament was famously perverse and tyrannical.

Not to mention outsiders—even many members of the Jun Family had been taught a lesson by him.

"A dignified Sequence of the Jun Family has become a follower. If you are truly willing to remain so, then relinquish your status as a Sequence as soon as possible!"

After speaking, Jun Wanjie attacked directly.

With a raise of his hand, divine lightning manifested.

He cultivated the supreme technique, the Crossing Tribulation Heavenly Art, and had awakened the Tribulation Lightning Battle Physique.

Among the three thousand physiques, it ranked within the top three hundred.

Moreover, this Tribulation Lightning Battle Physique possessed formidable offensive power and astonishing lethality, far surpassing Ye Xingyun's Stellar King Physique.

Rumble!

Jun Wanjie thrust out his palm, and rolling lightning seemed to transform into a raging torrent as it crashed down upon Jun Zhangjian and Jun Linglong.

"Not good!"

Jun Zhangjian hurriedly drew his sword, and dazzling sword radiance spread outward.

Jun Linglong attacked as well.

However, even with the two of them joining forces to resist, they still found it difficult to block Jun Wanjie's move.

With a thunderous boom, Jun Zhangjian and Jun Linglong's bodies shook as they stumbled backward again and again.

Jun Zhangjian was still relatively fine. He was, after all, the Tenth Sequence. Though he could not compare to Jun Wanjie, the gap between them was not too vast.

Jun Linglong, however, was somewhat weaker in cultivation. She retreated dozens of steps, her flawless jade-white face turning slightly pale, with a faint trace of blood at the corner of her lips.

Jun Wanjie glanced at them and said impassively, "Consider this a warning today. Tell that Jun Xiaoyao to keep a lower profile in the future."

With that, Jun Wanjie turned and left.

No matter what, Jun Zhangjian and Jun Linglong were both members of the Jun Family. A small lesson and a little suppression of Jun Xiaoyao's arrogance were enough.

Jun Wanjie had not intended to seriously injure them.

"My lord's strength truly stands above all beneath heaven!"

Seeing Jun Wanjie repel Jun Zhangjian and Jun Linglong with a mere wave of his hand, Black Earth's eyes filled with intense admiration.

He then looked at Jun Linglong, a mocking curve rising at his lips. "Tell your master that my lord is the pillar and hope of the Jun Family's younger generation!"

After saying that, Black Earth followed Jun Wanjie away.

At that moment, Jun Linglong spat out another small mouthful of blood.

"Your injuries are not light." Jun Zhangjian spoke, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness.

Compared with Jun Wanjie, he was indeed a step inferior.

"It's fine. I still need to buy tea for the young master." Jun Linglong had not forgotten her task of buying Pure Heart Spirit Tea for Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Zhangjian could not help but sigh slightly at the sight.

Even at a time like this, what occupied her heart was still Jun Xiaoyao's affairs.

However, Jun Zhangjian also knew that Jun Xiaoyao was not someone who would swallow anger and humiliation.

Having offended someone at his side, Jun Wanjie was afraid that no good fruit awaited him next.