Chapter 135: Using the World

All the Jun family disciples present doubted their own ears.

Though they stood on the opposing side.

They could not deny that Princess Long Ji's strength was extraordinary, and her elegance unmatched.

In terms of both power and appearance, few in the entire Huangtian Immortal Realm could rival Princess Long Ji.

Yet this princess, who had awakened from slumber with beauty and strength to match, was called by Jun Xiaoyao a "mother eel."

This left the Jun disciples momentarily speechless.

But immediately, their gazes toward Jun Xiaoyao grew even more reverent.

This was the kind of bearing a Jun family Divine Son should have.

He didn't even regard ancient anomalies as worthy of notice.

"We fully trust the Divine Son—what are ancient anomalies? They still can't match the Divine Son." Jun Zhangjian and his followers spoke with firm conviction.

Their confidence in Jun Xiaoyao had become nearly blind.

"So don't pay attention to that mother eel," Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.

He had now figured out the full sequence of events.

Xiao Chen had freed Princess Long Ji, and in return, she had promised to kill him.

This Princess Long Ji was surely Xiao Chen's final move against him.

"You can't defeat me yourself, so you plan to use someone else's blade? Too bad—the blade you borrowed can't even threaten me." A cold smirk curled at Jun Xiaoyao's lips.

So what if she's an ancient anomaly?

Before him, she would still be shattered and sunk!

"Divine Son, will you accept her challenge?" Jun Xuehuang asked.

"Accept her challenge?" Jun Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow.

"If she calls and I go, wouldn't that be a loss of face?" Jun Xiaoyao said flatly.

"Then what do you mean, Divine Son?" Jun Xuehuang said.

"Leave her waiting." Jun Xiaoyao said.

He still needed to consider the Spirit Seed and Immortal Seed, preparing for his upcoming breakthrough to the Union Dao realm.

He still needed to consider the transformation of his Supreme Bone.

He still needed to consider the lower volume of the Underworld Body Scripture.

He still needed to keep constant watch on the Bronze Immortal Palace.

How could he waste time dealing with some Princess Long Ji?

Wouldn't it be far better to use that time to strengthen his own cultivation?

Jun Xiaoyao's attitude left many Jun disciples helplessly smiling.

"The Divine Son truly has extraordinary boldness—he doesn't even care about ancient anomalies," a young Jun woman said, her eyes filled with admiration.

Afterwards, Jun Xiaoyao went to find Jun Zhantian.

"You know about the Ancestral Dragon Nest?" Jun Zhantian asked.

"Yes, just a minor matter—not as important as my realm breakthrough." Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Haha, indeed. What's so special about ancient anomalies? We Jun family has our own. But right now, you should indeed focus on your cultivation." Jun Zhantian chuckled.

He loved his grandson's arrogant, unyielding attitude.

Next, Jun Xiaoyao asked about the Spirit Seed and Immortal Seed.

To Jun Xiaoyao, this was the real matter of importance.

Jun Zhantian's expression grew serious. "Forget the Spirit Seed—that inferior trash would waste your talent. As for the Immortal Seed, the clan still has some in storage, but they may not suit you."

Jun Xiaoyao nodded inwardly—true enough.

Immortal Seeds were rare, yes, but what mattered most was compatibility.

For instance, the Jun family possessed some rare Immortal Seeds, like the Hongmeng Purple Qi Seed and the Life Seed.

But none of these might suit Jun Xiaoyao.

"Xiaoyao, have you ever considered using the world's primordial source as a seed?" Jun Zhantian's eyes flashed.

"The world's primordial source?" Jun Xiaoyao was startled.

Jun Zhantian explained: "That old drunkard from the Jiang family is skilled in divination. He foretold that the Ten Lands will soon undergo upheaval."

"Upheaval in the Ten Lands?" Jun Xiaoyao was genuinely surprised.

That Jiang family drunkard was famed for his prognostication—he once predicted the location of the Yinming Heaven's base, allowing our clan to uproot them entirely.

Now he has sent word again: the Ten Lands are likely to face great turmoil.

"Correct. Though that old drunkard often acts like a fool, his predictions are almost always accurate."

"He says the Ten Lands will change, the world's primordial source will emerge, and the Ten Rebellious Sons will be born." Jun Zhantian said.

"The world's primordial source? The Ten Rebellious Sons?" Jun Xiaoyao frowned.

"The Immortal Realm is divided into Nine Heavens; the Underworld into Ten Lands—each land is a world."

"When a world undergoes upheaval, it gives birth to a chosen scion blessed by fate—this is what they call heroes rising in chaotic times."

"The Ten Rebellious Sons are the ten potential fate-blessed prodigies the Ten Lands may produce. Their potential is boundless."

Jun Zhantian explained patiently; only then did Jun Xiaoyao understand.

In short: use a world's fate-energy to cultivate a prodigy.

Heroes rise in chaotic times.

For some reason, Jun Xiaoyao imagined what the Ten Rebellious Sons might look like.

In the end, ten thriving stalks of leeks appeared in his mind.

Jun Zhantian continued: "Of course, before you, these Ten Rebellious Sons probably mean nothing—you can eliminate them or recruit them, since they still have great growth potential."

"But your main goal should still be to obtain the world's primordial source and transform it into an Immortal Seed to break through yourself."

"Yes, Grandfather is right. I must prepare in advance for the Underworld." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

This was major news.

Though the Jiang family only informed the Jun family.

Other immortal sects surely had their own divination masters.

It was easy to foresee: before long, when the Ten Lands truly erupted, the entire Immortal Realm would be thrown into turmoil.

At that time, the heirs of all immortal sects would descend to the Underworld to compete for fate and primordial source.

What a breathtaking scene that would be?

Jun Xiaoyao had foreknowledge—he could prepare in advance.

"By the way, if you descend to the Underworld, could you help the clan with one matter?" Jun Zhantian suddenly asked.

"Of course." Jun Xiaoyao said.

The clan had invested so heavily in him—he must repay their trust.

"Long ago, among the Ancient Ten Tribes, ten ancient clans caused chaos in the Immortal Realm. Our Jun family slaughtered all their powerful elders and drove the survivors into the Underworld."

"Afterward, we sent five allied clans to the Underworld as overseers to suppress and guard the Ten Ancient Tribes."

"But recently, those five allied clans have lost contact with our Jun family."

"Some clan elders suspect the Ten Ancient Tribes in the Underworld may have undergone some change," Jun Zhantian said.

After hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

If the Ten Lands are about to descend into chaos, it makes sense the Ten Ancient Tribes would stir as well.

"Grandfather, rest assured. The clan has nurtured me so deeply—I will surely ease its burdens."

"I will personally quell the rebellion of the Ten Ancient Tribes."

Jun Xiaoyao spoke with calm confidence.

The laws of heaven and earth in the Underworld differ from those of the Immortal Realm—there are no Holy Masters or Supreme Beings.

This makes it far easier for Jun Xiaoyao to exert his power.

With his talent, strength, and status, if he descended to the Underworld, he would be a godlike presence!