[{"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-32":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},2340839,4576,"Chapter 32: Uninvited Guest, Long Hao Arrives—Just a Few Eels","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-32",32,"\u003Cp>With me here, how could the Jun family ever fail to produce a Great Emperor!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao’s single sentence rang with overwhelming might, as if swallowing ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire hall, even the whole Jun family, seemed to echo with Jun Xiaoyao’s words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At once, all the guests from major factions froze in expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nine heavens churned with stormy clouds, thunder rolled, as if echoing Jun Xiaoyao’s words!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Words are not to be spoken lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some words carry great karmic consequences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Jun family’s Divine Son has an invincible aura!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hearing these words from the Divine Son, does he truly believe he can attain the Great Emperor throne?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This lifetime’s path to emperorship… has become interesting…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many elder experts sighed in awe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the beauties from major factions were stirred by Jun Xiaoyao’s words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which beauty doesn’t wish to be paired with a hero?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A true man should be like this…” the Princess of Great Shang murmured, her heart already lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Jiang Luoli, her mouth was practically drooling—far from the dignified image of a Jiang family treasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao paid no heed to the others’ gazes; he looked down upon Jun Wanjie with cold detachment and said, “Is this answer satisfactory?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao’s retort left Jun Wanjie speechless, his face darkening, unable to utter a single rebuttal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For just now, even he had nearly been shaken by Jun Xiaoyao’s invincible aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, from deep within the Jun family, a withered voice softly spoke a single word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That one word caused everyone’s expressions to change instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s the Eighteenth Ancestor!” Jun Zhantian’s voice trembled slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Eighteenth Ancestor is a patriarch-level figure of the Jun family, rarely appearing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last time he appeared was when Jun Xiaoyao was born.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, though the Eighteenth Ancestor still did not show himself, that single “good” clearly praised Jun Xiaoyao’s grand ambition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To claim the path to emperorship is not something anyone dares to boast about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even top prodigies feel doubt and lack confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the Eighteenth Ancestor speaking, what could Jun Wanjie possibly say?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if his temperament were colder and more domineering, a hundred more courage wouldn’t let him defy the Eighteenth Ancestor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I was impolite. I have other matters to attend to. Farewell.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Wanjie cast a cold glance at Jun Xiaoyao, then turned and left without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Staying here any longer would only add to his inner vexation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Jun Zhantian’s expression eased slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Jun Wanjie’s temperament is somewhat erratic and brutal, at least he’s not a fool—he understands propriety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he had stubbornly clashed with Jun Xiaoyao right here, that would have truly shamed the Jun family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao watched Jun Wanjie’s retreating back, recalling his icy gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew Jun Wanjie still harbored resentment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he temporarily withdrew, he would seek trouble later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jun Wanjie, I hope you’re not as foolish as Xiao Chen. Otherwise, even if you’re a Jun, I won’t spare you an inch.” Jun Xiaoyao murmured to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any obstacle before him, he would sweep away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether it came from outside or from within the family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Jun Wanjie’s departure, the hall’s atmosphere returned to normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Congratulations, Divine Son,” Jun Xuehuang rose and raised her cup to Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She held no enmity toward Jun Xiaoyao like Jun Wanjie did—only a touch of mild envy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you,” Jun Xiaoyao smiled, raising his cup in return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He always appreciated those who understood propriety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Congratulations, Divine Son,” Jun Zhangjian also rose to offer his praise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He no longer called Jun Xiaoyao “cousin Xiaoyao,” for he knew he had lost that right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Divine Son status, plus Zero Sequence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among Jun family’s younger generation, no one held higher status than Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even the First Sequence, who was in seclusion, or the Second and Third Sequences training outside—none matched Jun Xiaoyao’s standing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I wonder what the others would think if they learned Xiaoyao became the Zero Sequence,” Jun Zhangjian thought silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though all were Jun family Sequences, Jun Zhangjian lacked even the courage to draw his sword before the top few Sequences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those who became the top Jun Sequences were no ordinary beings—each bore the Rebirth Eyes or possessed some forbidden inheritance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao knew well that those Sequences were no simpletons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he believed that with his own talent and strength, any trouble could be resolved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The banquet continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao, meanwhile, pondered why the system had not yet prompted him to sign in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a voice filled with arrogance and cold mockery rang out from beyond the Jun family’s mountain gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jun family’s Divine Son, your words are indeed bold—but can your strength match your mouth?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this voice, everyone in the hall trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who is this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To speak such words at the Ten-Year-Old Banquet of the Jun family’s Divine Son?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you want to die, don’t choose this way!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the hall, many from the factions looked toward the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, across the distant heavens, a green-winged dragon soared, carrying a group of figures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some bore twin horns, others twin wings, some were covered in scales—they clearly weren’t human.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leading them was a young man clad in golden finery, twin dragon horns sprouting from his head, his demeanor arrogant and defiant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words just spoken came from his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s… the Dragon Prince of the Ancient Imperial Clan, Ancestral Dragon Nest!” an elder from a major faction breathed deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ancient Imperial Clans were superpowers rivaling the Primordial Clans, Supreme Sects, and Immortal Dynasties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ancient Emperors of these clans could rival human Great Emperors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In some eras, they ruled the Immortal Realm alone, towering above billions of beings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ancestral Dragon Nest was one of the top forces among the Ancient Imperial Clans, standing alongside Supreme Phoenix Spirit Mountain and Qilin Ancient Cave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, the Dragon Prince of Ancestral Dragon Nest had arrived at the Ten-Year-Old Banquet of the Jun family’s Divine Son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyone not a fool knew Ancestral Dragon Nest’s intentions were hostile—those who come with good intent don’t arrive like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some recalled the ancient grudge between Ancestral Dragon Nest and the Jun family, their eyes gleaming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed today, another spectacle was about to unfold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ancestral Dragon Nest?” Jun Xiaoyao murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had heard Jun Zhantian mention this faction before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ancestral Dragon Nest was an enemy of the Jun family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this lifetime, they produced a forbidden first-generation descendant, Long Ao, who bore Emperor Dragon blood and crushed several Jun family young prodigies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, Jun family Sequences had also slaughtered Ancestral Dragon Nest’s prodigies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two factions were utterly incompatible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even his father, the White Robe Divine King Jun Wu-hui, had slain an Ancestral Dragon Nest’s Pretender to Sovereignty while still a Saint—his famed battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph, what bad luck,” Jun Zhantian’s face darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They certainly hadn’t invited Ancestral Dragon Nest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What, is the Primordial Clan Jun family so cowardly it won’t even let guests enter?” Long Hao’s tone was arrogant and defiant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At these words, Jun Zhangjian, Jun Xuehuang, and other Sequences all burned with rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Dragon Prince of Ancestral Dragon Nest was truly audacious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grandfather, let them in. They’re just a few eels.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, calm and composed.\u003C\u002Fp>",1214,"2026-06-20T23:29:44.332Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","027652c4a81ae5f7e2dfe58ee89962b4e6e588e115b044e75503fb14d3463d27","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-33","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-31",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-cover.jpg"]