Lan Qingya's Thorn-Bearing Apology, Yuantian Supreme's Secret Treasury

Lan Qingya was dumbfounded, completely dumbfounded.

She clutched her burning cheek and stared at Jun Zhangjian in utter disbelief.

Jun Zhangjian's expression was incomparably grim, coldness churning in his eyes.

"Young Master Zhangjian, you hit me?" Lan Qingya asked in disbelief.

Feeling her cheek gradually swelling, Lan Qingya felt as though she were dreaming.

Hadn't Jun Zhangjian always been utterly obedient to her?

He had even given Lan Qingya the feeling that a Jun Family Sequence was nothing special.

Lan Qingya had even fantasized that, in the future, she could completely control Jun Zhangjian. Whatever she said, he would do.

What outsider retainer could possibly control a Jun Family Sequence?

She, Lan Qingya, could!

But now, looking at Jun Zhangjian's face, dark as still water, Lan Qingya felt as though he had become a stranger.

"Who told you to provoke Jun Xiaoyao?" Jun Zhangjian asked, his voice suppressing his fury.

"I... I was only thinking of you, Young Master Zhangjian. You tried to recruit Jun Linglong before, but she ignored you. Yet she was willing to follow that Jun Xiaoyao..." Lan Qingya continued to defend herself.

"You bitch!"

Upon hearing this, Jun Zhangjian could not help but slap Lan Qingya across her other cheek.

Lan Qingya was sent flying outright. The corner of her mouth split open, blood flowing without stop.

"Do you know Jun Xiaoyao's identity? Do you know who his father is?" Jun Zhangjian was so furious his liver hurt.

Was Lan Qingya tired of his Sequence position being too secure and trying to shake it?

"Isn't it just that Jun Wuhui? His whereabouts are unknown now!" Lan Qingya gritted her pearly teeth, her expression unsightly.

"You have no right to insult Uncle Wuhui!"

Slap! Slap! Slap! Jun Zhangjian struck Lan Qingya more than a dozen times in succession, turning her cheeks into a pig's head.

All the followers around them wore stunned expressions.

Had the sun risen in the west?

"Not only is Jun Xiaoyao Uncle Wuhui's son, his mother is also the Jiang Clan's divine maiden. He has even gained the Eighteenth Ancestor's favor. By provoking him, are you trying to make me lose my position as the Tenth Sequence?" Jun Zhangjian truly wished he could slap Lan Qingya to death.

Of all people to provoke, she had chosen Jun Xiaoyao, who held the highest status and greatest backing in the Jun Family.

"Young Master Zhangjian, Qingya was wrong. Please spare Qingya!"

Lan Qingya knelt and kowtowed, blood covering her entire chin.

No matter how she calculated, she had never expected Jun Zhangjian to fear Jun Xiaoyao so much that he would even strike her.

"Get up. Go and bear thorns to apologize to Jun Xiaoyao!" Jun Zhangjian said coldly.

"Young Master Zhangjian, this..." Lan Qingya felt as if she had been struck by lightning.

If she truly did that, how could she ever show her face in the Jun Family again?

And having to lower her head and admit fault before Jun Linglong would be even more unbearable than eating shit.

"Hm? You won't go?" Jun Zhangjian's gaze was sharp as a sword.

"I'll go..." Terror filled Lan Qingya's heart, and her face was full of humiliation.

Soon after, one of the followers brought over a bundle of thorn branches and had Lan Qingya carry them on her back.

The sharp thorns tore through her jade-like back, making Lan Qingya hiss and suck in cold breaths.

"Forget it. I'll go with you. That will show more sincerity." After hesitating briefly, Jun Zhangjian decided to accompany her.

Lan Qingya fell into even deeper despair.

It was the first time she had seen Jun Zhangjian so uneasy.

Just who was Jun Xiaoyao, to make Jun Zhangjian fear him to this extent?

Jun Zhangjian left Spirit Island with Lan Qingya, who bore thorns to apologize, and headed toward Heavenly Emperor Palace.

Along the way, many Jun Family disciples noticed them.

"That is... the Tenth Sequence, Jun Zhangjian. Has he emerged from seclusion?"

"Jun Zhangjian's strength has improved again, and he's heading toward Heavenly Emperor Palace. Could he be going to trouble the Divine Son?"

"No, look at Lan Qingya..."

Countless gazes fell upon Lan Qingya.

She bore thorns to apologize. Her jade-like back was covered in bloody marks, her cheeks were red and swollen, and the corner of her mouth was split and bleeding. She looked as miserable as could be.

"Could it be that Jun Zhangjian isn't going to reclaim his dignity, but rather to... apologize?"

All the Jun Family disciples were struck with astonishment.

The dignified Tenth Sequence of the Jun Family had actually lowered his head directly?

"Tut tut, I'm afraid only Lord Divine Son has the right to subdue others without fighting." A young member of the Jun Family praised him.

Among the ten Sequences, which one was not filled with pride?

To subdue others without fighting was far too difficult.

Yet Jun Xiaoyao had done it.

Inside Heavenly Emperor Palace, Jun Xiaoyao was relaxing his mind.

At his side, Jun Linglong was brewing tea for him.

She used Myriad-Year Condensate as water, paired with tea leaves picked from the Enlightenment Ancient Tree.

Outside, even some ordinary geniuses would not be able to enjoy a pot of such tea in their entire lives.

Yet Jun Xiaoyao drank it every day.

"Young Master, please..." Jun Linglong offered him the tea, looking every bit the conscientious maid.

Jun Xiaoyao accepted the teacup, took a light sip, and nodded. "You're quite skilled..."

Jun Linglong's pretty face reddened. Was he referring to her tea-making?

At that moment, a servant of Heavenly Emperor Palace respectfully called out from the doorway, "Lord Divine Son, Young Master Jun Zhangjian has arrived at Heavenly Emperor Palace."

"He finally came? He made me wait so many days." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes lit up, and he became energized.

Was the tyrannical-protagonist plot finally beginning?

Lan Qingya would return and complain, Jun Zhangjian would fly into a mindless rage, and then decide to come teach him a lesson.

Jun Xiaoyao also happened to need someone to test his Divine Elephant Suppresses Prison Force.

Jun Linglong's pretty face remained calm. She knew Jun Zhangjian should not be able to do anything to Jun Xiaoyao.

"Hehe, Cousin Xiaoyao, from your birth until now, this is our first meeting. I never expected it to be under such circumstances. It truly is rather regrettable."

A hearty voice rang out as Jun Zhangjian stepped through the door. Beside him followed the bedraggled Lan Qingya, her head lowered and thorn branches on her back.

"Eh, this... isn't right..." Seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao felt puzzled.

He felt Jun Zhangjian was not playing by the script.

"A follower under my command provoked Cousin Xiaoyao, so I specifically had her come bearing thorns to apologize. I hope Cousin Xiaoyao will be magnanimous." Jun Zhangjian said with a faint smile.

Lan Qingya gritted her teeth. Though incomparably humiliated, she still knelt on the ground.

She squeezed out a sentence through clenched teeth. "I hope Lord Divine Son, and Jun Linglong as well, can forgive Qingya..."

After saying those words, Lan Qingya practically wished she could bury her head in the ground.

Jun Linglong's pretty face was cold.

Jun Xiaoyao also remained silent in contemplation.

The corner of Jun Zhangjian's eye twitched at the sight.

He truly feared that Jun Xiaoyao would complain to the Eighteenth Ancestor. If that happened, his future as a Sequence would be utterly ruined.

Gritting his teeth in secret, Jun Zhangjian took out a token and said, "Oh, right. While training outside previously, I happened to obtain two Yuan Heaven Supreme Tokens. Rumor has it they may be connected to Yuantian Supreme's Secret Treasury. One extra token is useless to me, so I'll give it to Cousin Xiaoyao."

"Yuantian Supreme's Secret Treasury!" Jun Linglong's beautiful eyes trembled slightly as well.

Above the Sage Realm was the Supreme Realm.

That was an existence truly standing at the pinnacle of the Immortal Domain, indestructible and undying, whose might intimidated the ages and the rivers of time!

The value of such a Supreme's secret treasury was beyond imagination!

If such tokens appeared outside, they would stir up a storm of blood and carnage, drawing countless geniuses to fight to the death over them!

Jun Zhangjian had also spent considerable effort and paid many prices to obtain two of them.

Jun Xiaoyao was also surprised. He had not expected Jun Zhangjian to be willing to offer up such a good item.

Just as he was pondering it, the System's voice sounded in his mind once more.

"Ding! Congratulations, Host. A new check-in location has been refreshed!"

"Please check in at Yuantian Supreme's Secret Treasury!"

"A new check-in location again?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flickered.

He had discovered some of the Check-in System's rules.

First, multiple check-in locations could exist at the same time.

Second, check-in locations could be triggered by events.

For example, the moment he learned about Yuantian Supreme's Secret Treasury, the check-in location had refreshed.

"Fine, it seems I'll have to make a trip there someday." Jun Xiaoyao thought.

Check-in opportunities were extremely rare, and those unknown rewards were also immensely tempting.

"Cousin Zhangjian, you truly are being too formal..."

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly and raised a hand. The Yuan Heaven Supreme Token flew into his grasp.

The corner of Jun Zhangjian's mouth twitched.

I may not be human, but you're truly a dog.

Yet while Jun Zhangjian's heart ached, he was also shocked.

"What vast magical power. It is actually golden. Could it truly be as the rumors say—a Desolate Ancient Sacred Body?"

Jun Zhangjian was secretly alarmed and became even more wary of Jun Xiaoyao.