Chapter 295: The Tiangong Palace Lecture: The Ten Sequences Gather

At this moment, outside the Tiangong Palace, the crowd was already a sea of people, a dense mass of heads stretching as far as the eye could see.

Originally, the Tiangong Palace was a forbidden zone of the Jun family, accessible only to the most exalted individuals.

But today, due to the public lecture, the Tiangong Palace had been opened to all.

On the square outside the Tiangong Palace, numerous Jun family disciples had gathered, each face glowing with excited anticipation.

Not a single person doubted that Jun Xiaoyao was qualified to give the lecture.

They all wore expressions of eager expectation.

At this moment, streaks of light shot across the sky—each one a Jun family sequence.

"It's the Sequences—they've all come!"

"Indeed, an unprecedented sight."

Seeing those streaks of light, many Jun family disciples were utterly astonished.

The Ten Sequences of the Jun family each had their own paths—either secluded in cultivation or training abroad—rarely gathering together.

But now, because Jun Xiaoyao was about to give a lecture, all Ten Sequences had gathered for the first time ever.

This was a sight rarely seen.

Above the heavens, several Jun family elders had also arrived.

Their faces bore faint smiles; they came only to ensure no mishaps occurred.

After all, a lecture of this nature was crucial—slight misstatements could lead a Jun family disciple astray.

It wasn't that these elders distrusted Jun Xiaoyao's ability; they simply wished to be cautious.

They also wanted to know how deeply Jun Xiaoyao had understood the Dao.

"What do you think? How far will Xiaoyao's lecture reach today?" one elder asked, stroking his beard with a faint smile.

"Xiaoyao is only fourteen, and this is his first lecture. If he makes no mistakes, that's already impressive—though with us here, even if he does, it won't matter."

The elders exchanged amused glances, holding no high expectations for Jun Xiaoyao.

Even if he erred, they would not blame him.

As time passed, others close to Jun Xiaoyao also appeared.

Wangchuan, Jun Linglong, Yi Yu, Yan Qingying, the Nine-Headed Lion, Jun Ying'er, and Su Ziqiong were all present.

Nalan Ruoxi, whom Jun Xiaoyao had brought back from the Immortal Realm, had also fully settled into the Jun family.

These people around him were all of formidable talent and strength, utterly loyal to Jun Xiaoyao, and had arrived early to secure the best positions.

Jiang Luoli and Jiang Shengyi had also come.

Finally, amid the anticipation of ten thousand, Jun Xiaoyao appeared.

He still wore a spotless white robe, his attire whiter than snow.

He radiated the aura of a celestial exile, evoking a sense of transcendence beyond the mortal world.

This was naturally because Jun Xiaoyao had forged his own path.

His innate talent was already monstrous, and now he had forged his own Dao.

Jun Xiaoyao's understanding of the Heavenly Dao had already surpassed that of many ancient monsters.

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao's gaze swept across the sea of heads surrounding him.

"My influence isn't bad," Jun Xiaoyao murmured inwardly, his face breaking into a faint smile.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao's dazzling smile, many Jun family maidens felt their hearts go weak.

"My Divine Son is so handsome!"

"What do you mean 'my' Divine Son? He's mine!"

Some infatuated Jun family maidens began arguing.

"Honestly, these girls are too forward. Xiaoyao is handsome, but they can't act like this—it's undignified," Jiang Luoli said.

Beside her, Jiang Shengyi sighed, pulling out a handkerchief. "Luoli, wipe the drool off your mouth."

"Huh…?" Jiang Luoli only then realized she had unconsciously drooled while staring at Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao sat cross-legged above the Tiangong Palace, his gaze fixed on the Ten Sequences.

He was slightly surprised—they had all come.

The First Sequence of the Jun family, Jun Lingcang, was a double-pupil bearer.

The Second Sequence, Jun Wushuang, had received the legacy of an Ultimate Sovereign.

The Third Sequence, Jun Mulan, carried the Blood of the War God.

The Fourth Sequence, Jun Wuchen, possessed a Pure Heart and was a Dao genius.

The Fifth Sequence, Jun Wanjie, bore the Thunder Tribulation Battle Body and cultivated the Tribulation Crossing Heavenly Art.

The Sixth Sequence, Jun Daolin, was born with an ancient holy weapon and the Eight Trigrams Array embedded in his dantian—a genius of array arts.

The Seventh Sequence, Jun Xuehuang, carried a unique Ice Spirit Body.

The Eighth Sequence, Jun Xiyu, was born with a naturally alluring physique.

The Ninth Sequence, Jun Tianming, possessed the Radiant Royal Body, capable of controlling light.

The Tenth Sequence, Jun Zhangjian, was born with a Pure Sword Heart and carried the Indestructible Sword Body.

These Ten Sequences were each outstanding among men.

For any ordinary sect, possessing even one would be a stroke of triple fortune.

Yet the Jun family had ten.

This didn't even count Jun Xiaoyao, the Zero Sequence.

Adding Jun Xiaoyao, the Jun family's younger generation was simply unbelievable.

"The Ten Sequences have all come—this is clearly a test of me," Jun Xiaoyao thought silently.

With Jun Xiaoyao's brilliance, he naturally understood.

Why had the Ten Sequences gathered together?

To assess just how capable Jun Xiaoyao truly was.

His strength had already been proven by defeating Princess Long Ji.

If his understanding of the Dao was equally monstrous,

it would be enough to make the Ten Sequences bow their heads in submission.

This was Jun Zhantian's intention: to establish Jun Xiaoyao's absolute authority and end the fractured state of the Three Factions among the Sequences.

Jun Xiaoyao's lips curled into a faint smile.

Seated high above the nine heavens, facing countless Jun family disciples, he showed no trace of nervousness, his voice calm: "Thank you all for coming to listen to my lecture."

"My abilities are limited; I can only expound on some shallow truths. I beg your forbearance."

Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's words, everyone was speechless.

If Jun Xiaoyao counted as having limited ability, what did that make them?

"Hmph… interesting. I'd like to see just how deeply the Divine Son understands the Dao," said the Fourth Sequence, Jun Wuchen.

He possessed a Pure Heart and was a Dao genius.

His understanding of the Dao ranked first among the Ten Sequences.

Next, Jun Xiaoyao did not delay—he began his lecture immediately.

It was his first time lecturing, but he spoke openly of all his insights.

After all, they were his own kin; he had no reason to hold back.

As Jun Xiaoyao lectured,

divine radiance began to spread around him.

The heavens and earth seemed to resonate with the mysterious sound of the Dao.

This was because Jun Xiaoyao's understanding of the Dao had reached an extreme.

He himself was an anomaly of heaven and earth, having forged his own Dao—he had stepped beyond the Three Realms and outside the Five Elements.

In this alone, not a single ancient monster could match Jun Xiaoyao.

Because none of those ancient monsters had forged their own Dao.

As time passed, various heavenly omens appeared.

Flowers rained from the sky, golden lotuses surged from the earth, Dao patterns wove through the void, and the tolling of a Dao bell echoed.

Every Jun family disciple present was entranced, as if stunned, lost in the rhythm of the Dao.

The Ten Sequences were all frozen in place.

The profound truths Jun Xiaoyao expounded left them with sudden clarity.

Even Jun Wuchen, who understood the Dao best among them, now stood as if dazed.

His entire being was lost in shock.

He had believed his understanding of the Dao rivaled that of the elders.

But now, listening to Jun Xiaoyao's lecture, he finally understood what true Dao truly meant.

Before this, he had been nothing but a frog at the bottom of a well.