Chapter 310: If Jun Xiaoyao Meets With Misfortune, the Two Primordial Ancient Clans Will Not Forgive!

Since birth, Jun Xiaoyao had been peerless in his generation, forging an invincible dao heart and possessing great ambition.

To him, the vast world had no place he could not go.

Even the dreaded Ancient Burial Ground inspired not the slightest fear in Jun Xiaoyao.

This was not reckless bravado, but absolute confidence in himself.

Jun Xiaoyao's aura also infected those around him.

This was their Jiang family's Young Master, a peerless prodigy with an invincible spirit!

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao's firm resolve, Jiang Rou and the others had nothing more to say.

Jiang Daoxu's aged eyes revealed a flicker of emotion.

With a grandson like this, even if he died now, he would have no regrets.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao's firm resolve, Jiang Daoxu stopped his persuasion.

For attempting to dissuade him might disrupt Jun Xiaoyao's mindset.

"Fine, Xiaoyao, since you're so determined, go with my blessing. But if you truly meet with misfortune in the Ancient Burial Ground…"

Jiang Daoxu paused, then spoke with icy resolve: "Even if I must sacrifice every last drop of my life, I will turn the Ancient Burial Ground upside down!"

"That's right! If the Young Master is endangered in the Ancient Burial Ground, our Jiang family will never let it pass!" the other Jiang clan elders chimed in coldly.

When a primordial ancient family truly rages, few can bear its wrath.

Even the eerie Ancient Burial Ground would likely be stripped to the bone.

"That's right, Xiaoyao—our Jun family will never stand idle if you're in danger," Jiang Rou said.

One could imagine what would happen if Jun Xiaoyao met with misfortune in the Ancient Burial Ground.

Both the Jun and Jiang families would erupt in fury, refusing to ignore it.

If two of the Three Imperial Clans joined forces to attack the Ancient Burial Ground, how immense would their power be?

The Ancient Burial Ground would likely be unable to withstand it, suffering catastrophic losses.

"That makes me even more at ease," Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

He knew that if he were trapped in the Ancient Burial Ground, neither the Jun nor Jiang families would stand by.

The Jun family might have reservations about the Ancient Burial Ground's strangeness, but that didn't mean they feared it.

If they truly moved to act, the Jun family wouldn't care for anything—they might just crush the Ancient Burial Ground outright.

"This matter began because of me. I'll go with you," Jiang Shengyi stepped forward, her tone resolute.

"Me too! I'm going with you, Xiaoyao-ge!" Jiang Luoli stepped forward, unwilling to be outdone.

"No need. I can handle this alone. More people mean more risk," Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand.

He would never let Jiang Shengyi or Jiang Luoli face danger.

"Don't involve yourselves. I trust Xiaoyao can do it," Jiang Rou said.

Though she too felt some worry for Jun Xiaoyao.

But this was Jun Xiaoyao's own decision—his mother could only fully support him.

The matter was settled: Jun Xiaoyao would spend some time adjusting within the Jiang family before heading to the Ancient Burial Ground.

"The Young Master truly is a man of great ambition—a true man, indeed," Jiang Chuhan murmured, her beautiful eyes gleaming with admiration.

"Hmph, true enough. But throughout history, heroes often fall short—only those who survive are the winners," Hua Yuanshu said with a dismissive chuckle.

Jiang Chuhan frowned. "Are you cursing the Young Master?"

She increasingly felt Hua Yuanshu was petty and lacked any true courage—he was incomparable to Jun Xiaoyao.

"Of course not. I hope he emerges unharmed," Hua Yuanshu said with righteous pretense, his eyes flickering with shadow.

But inwardly, he wished Jun Xiaoyao would never return.

With the matter settled, Jiang Daoxu issued orders.

The Jiang family must supply Jun Xiaoyao with any resources he requested, unconditionally.

Of course, as the Jiang family's Young Master, Jun Xiaoyao already had the right to use any of their resources.

Jun Xiaoyao did not refuse—he asked the Jiang family for immortal sources.

Upon learning Jun Xiaoyao needed immortal sources, the Jiang family nearly emptied their treasury.

They gave him over three thousand immortal sources.

Immortal sources were exceedingly rare—even primordial ancient families could not stockpile many.

Three thousand was already a great many.

But for Jun Xiaoyao now, it was merely a drop in the ocean.

He needed vast quantities of immortal sources to refine his Great Luo Immortal Bones.

At first, perhaps a few immortal sources could refine one Great Luo Immortal Bone.

Now, it might take dozens, even hundreds, to refine just one.

The later he progressed, the harder it became.

Just as Jun Xiaoyao sank into cultivation…

In the Wang clan's ancestral lands, within a magnificent palace…

A middle-aged man clad in a purple python robe sat upon the high seat, his expression grim.

His cultivation had reached the Precursor Sovereign realm.

Below him stood another figure—the Wang clan's Precursor Sovereign who had previously gone to the Jiang family.

"The Jiang family is too unwise. And Jiang Shengyi—does she truly think my son isn't good enough for her?"

This man in the purple python robe was Wang Teng's father, and the Wang clan's patriarch: Wang Yuanba.

"The real problem is Jun Xiaoyao. Without him interfering, this would never have happened," the Wang clan's Precursor Sovereign said coldly.

"Hmph. Jun Xiaoyao dared destroy my son's spiritual body—how audacious," Wang Yuanba's gaze was icy.

In his eyes, his son Wang Teng was the peerless genius of the younger generation, untouchable.

Yet Jun Xiaoyao had acted so recklessly, stirring cold fury in Wang Yuanba.

At that moment, a Wang clan elder suddenly entered to report: "My lord, word has come from the Jiang family—Jun Xiaoyao appears to be heading to the Ancient Burial Ground."

"What? Ha! A young bull, fearless of tigers," Wang Yuanba burst into laughter.

He hadn't expected Jun Xiaoyao to risk entering the Ancient Burial Ground for a Nine Marvelous Rebirth Immortal Herb.

"That brat is asking for death," the Wang clan's Precursor Sovereign sneered.

"Spread this news far and wide. The legend of the Jun family's divine heir may end in the Ancient Burial Ground," Wang Yuanba declared loudly.

The Ancient Burial Ground was an abyss of peril.

Jun Xiaoyao entered—it was over for him.

Deep within the Wang clan, within a sacred land…

Wang Teng's true body, in seclusion, had also learned the news.

He slowly opened his eyes, and within them, images of sun and moon revolving, stars collapsing, manifested.

Around him, true dragons leapt from oceans, divine phoenixes spread their wings, xuanwu bore up the heavens—all mighty manifestations appeared.

His aura was so powerful it struck fear into the heart.

"To dare enter the Ancient Burial Ground—Jun Xiaoyao, should I call you brave or foolish?"

"The Primordial Dao Body is crucial for my breakthrough. Jun Xiaoyao, if you never return, I'll gladly take Jiang Shengyi for myself."

Wang Teng sneered, the space around him trembling with shocking energy.

He would have Jiang Shengyi—no matter what.

Within mere days, through the Wang clan's deliberate dissemination…

The news that Jun Xiaoyao would enter the Ancient Burial Ground spread like wildfire.

The entire Heaven's Immortal Realm erupted in chaos.