[{"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-148":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},2340955,4576,"Chapter 148: Three Trials Broken in One Stroke, Like a Divine Miracle, Grand Elder","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-148",148,"\u003Cp>“So it’s the Divine Son.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Contrary to everyone’s expectations, the Grand Elder of the Academy not only showed no anger, but even offered a smile uglier than a sob, bowing slightly toward Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had long been warned by the Academy’s Dean and Vice Deans: never provoke the Jun Clan’s Divine Son—treat him like a plague, and keep as far away as possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, seeing the two injured Holy Sons, the Grand Elder had no choice but to step forward with gritted teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing a Holy Master himself treat Jun Xiaoyao with such courtesy, the cultivators from all factions around murmured in awe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grand Elder…” The Yin-Yang Holy Son and others turned pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had just been relieved, thinking the Grand Elder would uphold justice for them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the Grand Elder turned out to be the biggest coward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine, consider it entertainment.” Jun Xiaoyao stepped through empty air, beginning his ascent of the ninety-nine-step Heavenly Stairway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When figures like Jin Chixiaopeng attempted these three trials, they were extremely cautious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single misstep could mean disaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Jun Xiaoyao moved with calm ease, as if strolling on a spring outing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless cultivators in the crowd fixed their eyes on him, not blinking, unwilling to miss a single detail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had long wondered whether Jun Xiaoyao, with his peerless talent, could break the ancient heroes’ records—now they could finally find out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hua Xiqing’s clear, spiritual eyes never left the white-robed figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to the two Holy Sons, she, as Holy Daughter, had wisely preserved herself and avoided any involvement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao, in his peerless white robes, fluttered like a celestial immortal descending from the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He kept walking, step after step, never slowing his pace from start to finish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even after reaching the seventieth step, where pressure doubled like a mountain crushing down, his speed remained unchanged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This pressure was child’s play for Jun Xiaoyao, who possessed the Primal Ancient Holy Body and cultivated the Divine Elephant Subduing Hell Force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without doubt, Jun Xiaoyao shattered through the ninetieth step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s reached the ninetieth step!” Many cultivators cried out, yet none were surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao’s strength was unquestionable—reaching the ninetieth step was expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But beyond the ninetieth step, things became difficult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“After the ninetieth step, each level carries more than ten times the pressure of the previous one—can the Jun Clan’s Divine Son pass through?” the Grand Elder thought inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be honest, he did hope to see Jun Xiaoyao fail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, this Divine Son’s reputation was too great, causing the Holy Spirit Academy great loss of face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But fate was destined to disappoint this Grand Elder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao’s body erupted with divine radiance, like a white-robed Divine King confronting the gate—each step he took shook the void, as if drumming a war chant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao took nine steps in one breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These nine hardest steps were cleared in a single, uninterrupted surge!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shock!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stunned!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unbelievable!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All Holy Spirit Academy disciples, stewards, and even the Grand Elder froze in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As members of the Academy, they knew better than anyone how difficult the ninety-nine-step Heavenly Stairway was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet now, Jun Xiaoyao had crossed it effortlessly, reaching its peak!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the sky, rain of light fell, auspicious mythical beasts manifested, and the spectral shadows of ancient heroes flickered, as if bowing to Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ninety-nine-step Heavenly Stairway—Jun Xiaoyao had surmounted it in one go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin Chixiaopeng’s expression froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Xingyun couldn’t help but draw a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Little Western Heaven’s Buddha Son’s face turned rigid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The records they had failed to break, Jun Xiaoyao shattered effortlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it looked like child’s play—easier than easy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Next trial.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao didn’t pause a moment, stepping directly toward the second trial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second trial required ringing that heavy ancient bell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Previously, Jin Chixiaopeng had only managed fifteen rings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think the Jun Clan’s Divine Son might reach the record of eighteen rings!” a prodigy cried out, voice trembling with excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were witnessing a miracle!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some cultivators’ eyes gleamed—they too speculated Jun Xiaoyao might break the record again, reaching eighteen rings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao immediately activated the Divine Elephant Subduing Hell Force and unleashed a punch!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ninety thousand elephant micro-particles, plus ten thousand dragon-elephant micro-particles—nineteen hundred million jin of overwhelming divine power erupted from his fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simultaneously, spectral images of dragon and elephant burst forth with the punch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dragon and elephant represented the ultimate of strength, embodying supreme might.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao was the living embodiment of that supreme might!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dong…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao’s fist struck the ancient bell, producing a dull, heavy sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone held their breath, waiting for the next ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But none came…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After that single sound, the ancient bell fell silent, as if dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What happened?” Many were bewildered, stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why only one ring?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was nothing like their predictions—it was utterly opposite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Impossible! No matter how strong the Jun Clan’s Divine Son is, he couldn’t make the bell ring just once!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prodigy who had predicted the record-breaking ring count couldn’t help but speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Yin-Yang Holy Son and Xia Lan, though unsure of the reason, didn’t stop their faces from twisting into sneers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Jin Chixiaopeng, Ye Xingyun, and others sensed something was wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao’s expression remained calm as he retracted his fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Third trial…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao stepped directly toward the third trial’s arena, offering no explanation—only leaving them his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as everyone was utterly confused—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint sound of breaking echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crack appeared on the ancient bell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if triggering a chain reaction, continuous cracking sounds erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the stunned eyes of all, the entire ancient bell shattered into countless fragments!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that moment, the entire realm fell deathly silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Yin-Yang Holy Son and Xia Lan’s sneering smiles froze, looking absurd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the Grand Elder, a Holy Master, felt his scalp go numb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bell—was shattered!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, when everyone looked at Jun Xiaoyao’s back, it was as if they were gazing upon a god!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Jun Clan's Divine Son is truly a divine being, born to become a Great Emperor!\" a prodigy screamed in excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Linglong, Wu Mingyue, Jun Zhangjian, Yi Yu, and others all wore unprecedented, fervent worship on their faces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Hua Xiqing’s spiritual eyes shimmered with extraordinary light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the prodigies she had ever seen before were utterly unworthy to compare to even one of Jun Xiaoyao’s fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the Yin-Yang Holy Son and Xia Lan?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No need to mention them—they couldn’t withstand even one of Jun Xiaoyao’s followers’ blows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire Holy Spirit Academy erupted in chaos; countless cultivators followed Jun Xiaoyao, eager to witness his final trial—the Leap of the Dragon Gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the Grand Elder suddenly slapped his forehead and cried out: “Worse! Danger!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t referring to Jun Xiaoyao—but to the golden-horned dragon serpents kept in the lake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those were his own pets!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet when the Grand Elder turned his head back—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Far away, at the Dragon Gate, another wave of shocked cries erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao smashed down his fist; the golden divine elephant crashed into the lake, instantly killing every single golden-horned dragon serpent within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not one left!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not one alive!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Holy shit!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grand Elder screamed like a squawking duck, cursing loudly, his old eyes red with anguish, his heart bleeding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those were all his carefully tended and raised precious pets, and they’ve all been killed by Jun Xiaoyao!\u003C\u002Fp>",1234,"2026-06-20T23:29:44.332Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","6e03b3291d8167b42ed2402a98bfea99c2afdb4519fe74f7bb25b290894b9674","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-149","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-147",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-cover.jpg"]