[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body":3,"chapter-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-147":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Starting with the Wasteland Sacred Body",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2340954,4576,"Chapter 147: Yi Yu Displays Divine Might, the Humiliated Academy Holy Son, the Grand Elder Arrives","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-147",147,"\u003Cp>Just as many were guessing in their hearts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the distant sky, golden light surged and purple mists roiled—a group arrived, precisely Jun Xiaoyao and others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Mingyue, Yi Yu, and others also came with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Lingcang brought Jun Daolin and Jun Xiyu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the Jun family’s arrival, the atmosphere instantly changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That aura was not something ordinary faction prodigies could match.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No wonder the Jun family is one of the Three Imperial Clans—possessing a Jun divine son and a double pupil, even the rest of their sequence are extremely formidable,” remarked elders from various factions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling this aura, the Yin-Yang Holy Son and others changed expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why are you all gathered at the gate?” Jun Xiaoyao, clad in pure white robes, spotless as snow, stood atop the nine-headed lion’s head, resembling a transcendent immortal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Holy Spirit Academy has the tradition of passing three trials to test a prodigy’s strength and potential,” Jun Linglong explained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So that’s how it is. Who set up this boring arrangement?” Jun Xiaoyao dismissed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young cousin, aren’t you interested in challenging it?” Jun Lingcang said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had also noticed Yi Yu beside Jun Xiaoyao—the aura emanating from him surprised even him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao and the others landed at the entrance of the Holy Spirit Academy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin Lie spotted the nine-headed lion beneath Jun Xiaoyao and immediately frowned, coldly saying: “Nine-headed Lion, you’re a top ancient royal clan, equal in renown to my tribe—how can you willingly serve as someone’s mount? Don’t you feel ashamed?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nine-headed lion paused, all nine heads glancing sideways at Jin Lie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had long since fully submitted to Jun Xiaoyao—even the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint ordered it to follow Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And since joining Jun Xiaoyao, the nine-headed lion finally understood just how exhilarating it was to cling to a mighty master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s impossible for me to leave my master—not in this life, not ever. Every member of the Jun family is a genius, and their strength is immense—I absolutely love being here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words plunged the entire scene into dead silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mighty nine-headed lion had become this way—it was truly beyond words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nine-headed Lion, you…” Jin Lie was so furious his eyes bulged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Amitabha, you have karmic ties with this humble monk—why not follow me?” Fahai chanted a Buddhist mantra and stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who the hell are you?” the nine-headed lion sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fahai smiled faintly: “I am Fahai, the Buddha Son of the Lesser Western Heaven.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What? Lesser Western Heaven?” The nine-headed lion trembled, every hair on its body bristling, its expression filled with extreme wariness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the name “Lesser Western Heaven” made it shiver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, its ancestors had once been subdued by a Buddha Emperor, forced into servitude as a mount and guardian deity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nine-headed lion deeply despised the Lesser Western Heaven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fahai?” Jun Xiaoyao’s gaze shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That name felt strangely familiar—like some violent bald monk from his past life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master Jun, this nine-headed lion has karmic ties with me—might you be willing to part with it?” Fahai still smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao said nothing, extended a palm, and unleashed surging magic power toward Fahai.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fahai’s smile vanished instantly—he thrust out one hand, forming a lotus mudra to clash against Jun Xiaoyao’s palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a thunderous crash, Fahai was blasted backward, slamming hard into the ground and kicking up dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone who saw this froze in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the Buddha Son of the Lesser Western Heaven—he’d been flung away with a single hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Fahai had been caught off guard, the greater reason was Jun Xiaoyao’s sheer strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You…” Fahai rose from the shattered dust, his face no longer calm and composed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now, do you still have karmic ties with the nine-headed lion?” Jun Xiaoyao asked coolly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fahai fell silent, his eyes filled with caution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao sneered and ignored him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He held a sliver of respect for true Buddhist sects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Fahai, this so-called Buddha Son, was clearly a hypocritical monk with impure roots—he had no reason to be polite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Jun Xiaoyao was about to enter the academy, the Yin-Yang Holy Son spoke: “Surely the great Jun divine son won’t even attempt the Three Trials?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If it’s not challenging, why bother?” Jun Xiaoyao dismissed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This remark stirred resentment among many Holy Spirit Academy disciples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Holy Spirit Academy’s Three Trials were famed tests—even ancient heroes had left their marks and records here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could Jun Xiaoyao call them unchallenging?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Jun divine son’s attitude remains as arrogant as ever,” Xia Lan remarked sarcastically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a cold shout rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How dare you speak to the Young Master like that? Impudent!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yi Yu coldly shouted and moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached into the void, gathering magic power into a golden bow and arrows, firing two arrows at the Yin-Yang Holy Son and Xia Lan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arrows, blazing with solar true fire, pierced through space with overwhelming power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Yin-Yang Holy Son and Xia Lan both gasped in shock and rushed to defend themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Yin-Yang Holy Son swept his hands, forming a black-and-white Taiji shield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Lan unleashed royal aura, summoning a royal sword that materialized in the air and slashed downward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was useless!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ferocious arrows pierced straight through the Taiji shield, shattered the royal sword, then continued forward with unrelenting force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom! Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two deafening crashes echoed, accompanied by two screams of agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both the Yin-Yang Holy Son and Xia Lan bore horrific blood holes in their bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The holes were not on their hearts—it wasn’t that Yi Yu missed; he deliberately avoided killing them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A lesson was enough; killing them would bring Jun Xiaoyao unnecessary trouble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yi Yu knew his limits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the two, spitting blood and utterly disheveled, the entire crowd fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, countless stunned gazes turned toward Yi Yu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most present cultivators hadn’t attended the Martial Tournament, so they didn’t know who this new figure beside Jun Xiaoyao was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Such immense strength—he crippled two academy holy sons with a single strike!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could he be an heir from an immortal faction, a friend of the Jun divine son?” some speculated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yi Yu coldly scanned the crowd: “I am merely a follower of the Divine Son. Whoever dares defy him again, don’t blame me for my arrows showing no mercy!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yi Yu’s words struck like an eighteen-level earthquake—every cultivator gaped, eyes bulging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a powerful young supreme being was merely Jun Xiaoyao’s follower?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, many disciples from great factions began doubting their very existence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They couldn’t even compare to Jun Xiaoyao—let alone his follower, who was far stronger than them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it! Who’s causing trouble in our Holy Spirit Academy?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From afar, a sharp cry rang out—a white-bearded elder appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around him, terrifying Saint-level fluctuations shook the air, warping space itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s the Holy Spirit Academy’s Grand Elder—a Saint Master!” exclaimed a cultivator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grand Elder, normally unseen and elusive, had been roused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the disheveled, bloodied Yin-Yang Holy Son and Xia Lan, the Grand Elder’s eyelid twitched, his fury rising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze swept over—and landed on Jun Xiaoyao’s cold, indifferent face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They provoked this divine son. My follower merely taught them a lesson. Do you have a problem with that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, gazing coolly at the academy’s Grand Elder.\u003C\u002Fp>",1218,"2026-06-20T23:29:44.332Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","150345a985edbe64370683a01a4e3f9f7191e1598c42ce520a5de59ab519a39e","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-148","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-146",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-cover.jpg"]