[{"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-33":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},2340840,4576,"Chapter 33","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-33",33,"\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao did not avoid the matter but spoke it out directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At these words, all the cultivators present froze, then sighed inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder he’s the Jun family’s divine child—he dares call the Dragon Clan’s prince a mud eel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long Hao Tian’s ears were not deaf; he clearly heard Jun Xiaoyao’s words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes narrowed slightly, a flash of cold light passing through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His purpose in coming here was to disgust the Jun family—to crush the Jun family’s divine child beneath his feet at his tenth-birthday banquet and proclaim the glory of the Dragon Clan’s Nest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the Dragon Clan’s Nest had never had a particularly good reputation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Wu Hui, in the Saint realm, tearing apart a Dragon Clan’s quasi-Supreme, had turned the Dragon Clan’s Nest into a laughingstock of the Desolate Heaven Immortal Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though no sect dared speak of it to the Dragon Clan’s face, behind their backs, all mocked them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, Long Hao Tian also wished to retaliate in kind, crushing the descendant of Jun Wu Hui beneath his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Long Hao Tian had the confidence to do so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had fused a Dragon Primordial Core; though not fully refined, it was enough to place him at the peak of his generation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from a few rare prodigy Supremes, he feared no one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Jun Zhan Tian’s tacit approval, the Jun family’s gate guards did not stop Long Hao Tian and his group from entering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides Long Hao Tian, several young prodigies from ancient royal clans had also followed along.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the ancient royal clans were slightly weaker in depth than the ancient imperial clans, they were still top-tier forces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike Long Hao Tian, these ancient royal clan beings felt a flicker of unease inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the Jun family, as an ancient lineage, was renowned far and wide—one of the most famous and most prosperous ancient lineages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their actions amounted to provocation; it was only natural they felt uneasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But with Long Hao Tian standing before them, these ancient royal clan beings steadied their nerves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the sky fell, the taller ones would hold it up—what did they have to fear?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over here, Jun Xiaoyao’s gaze was calm as he swept over Long Hao Tian and his group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, he spotted a figure slightly familiar to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A woman in a blue dress, her face alluring, stood behind Long Hao Tian, her eyes faintly filled with venom as she stared at Jun Xiaoyao and Jun Linglong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is it her?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had seen a figure he thought he’d never meet again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s you, Lan Qingya—what’s going on?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side, Jun Zhang Jian’s gaze swept over her, his face showing a flicker of shock, and he couldn’t help but shout out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hadn’t he expelled Lan Qingya from the Jun family? Then why was she now beside Long Hao Tian?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Jun Zhang Jian’s rebuke, Long Hao Tian’s lips curled into a sly smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right before Jun Zhang Jian’s eyes, he reached out and lifted Lan Qingya’s snow-white chin, his gaze taunting: “What are you talking about? She’s my slave now—aren’t you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, Qingya is the Dragon Prince’s slave,” Lan Qingya replied obediently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You wretched woman!” Jun Zhang Jian’s black hair whipped wildly, his face icy, eyes brimming with killing intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had only expelled Lan Qingya out of lingering sentiment, never mistreating her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet now, she had brought the Dragon Clan’s Nest to humiliate them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Remember, her former status had been Jun Zhang Jian’s follower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How would the Jun family’s senior elders view him after this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Add to that Long Hao Tian using Lan Qingya to slap the Jun family’s succession line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where would Jun Zhang Jian’s face be now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of this, Jun Zhang Jian’s heart sank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His peripheral vision had already caught several Jun family elders with grim expressions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In such a clash among the young, the elders couldn’t interfere without tarnishing their reputation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it—if I don’t handle this well, I might even lose my succession status,” Jun Zhang Jian clenched his fists tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Jun Zhang Jian’s expression shifted uncertainly, Jun Xiaoyao stepped forward, his tone calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I never expected the Dragon Clan’s prince to have such a taste.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Taste?” Long Hao Tian frowned, looking at Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This impossibly handsome boy was his target today—whom he intended to crush beneath his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I never expected you to have a taste for picking up discarded shoes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Jun family’s lineage rejected her, yet you willingly take her in—you’re truly an old charity hero.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao spoke lightly, as if dismissing a trivial matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But hearing this, Long Hao Tian’s eyes widened, his face instantly turning green, twisted with fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wasn’t this saying he, Long Hao Tian, was picking up trash others had thrown away?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lan Qingya’s face turned as white as paper, her fingers trembling with shame and rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No woman wished to be called a discarded shoe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao’s two simple sentences instantly reversed the situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Originally, Long Hao Tian had come to humiliate the Jun family’s succession line—but now, he himself was mocked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the surrounding sects dared not laugh openly at Long Hao Tian, their eyes betrayed mockery and contempt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Divine Child…” Jun Zhang Jian’s heart trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao was rescuing him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of this, Jun Zhang Jian’s gaze toward Jun Xiaoyao carried a hint of gratitude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao’s single sentence had dissolved his embarrassment and crisis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’re family—no need for unnecessary words,” Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Zhang Jian nodded heavily, his mind made up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao was worth his loyalty and devotion!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Divine Child is truly unfathomable—three words, and he resolved Jun Zhang Jian’s predicament…” Jun Xue Huang whispered inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao’s quick-witted adaptability was nothing like that of a ten-year-old.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wow, I’m seeing another side of Xiao Yao Brother…” Jiang Luoli exclaimed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao wasn’t just as beautiful as a celestial, powerful beyond measure—he was also exceptionally intelligent and emotionally astute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In three words, he left the Dragon Clan’s prince speechless with shame, utterly humiliated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph, is Jun Wu Hui’s descendant only capable of verbal sparring? How disappointing.” Long Hao Tian’s face darkened like water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly—what’s so special about the Desolate Ancient Body? Think you’re invincible? Before the Dragon Prince, you’re nothing.” Lan Qingya sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Long Hao Tian backing her, she dared to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just a worm, and you dare chatter?” Jun Xiaoyao’s gaze was cold and indifferent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his eyes, Lan Qingya was already a dead woman—only a matter of when she died.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since Lan Qingya was so eager to be reborn, Jun Xiaoyao could only oblige her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand; boundless golden divine energy surged wildly, forming a colossal palm that crushed down toward Lan Qingya.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This sudden action took everyone by surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How dare you strike in front of me? How arrogant!” Long Hao Tian’s eyes snapped open, glowing like golden dragon pupils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He moved to intervene, to protect Lan Qingya.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Divine Child kills whom he will—no one can stop me!” Jun Xiaoyao’s voice was cold as a divine being.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His other hand rose, and countless divine weapons surged forth—the Divine Warfare Scripture!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A torrent of divine weapons poured toward Long Hao Tian, causing his expression to change instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao’s power surpassed his expectations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the eyes of the multitude of sects, Long Hao Tian was blasted backward, his arms trembling violently, shock flashing in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the golden divine energy palm had already descended over Lan Qingya’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No… Dragon Prince, save me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lan Qingya’s face turned ashen, her beautiful eyes filled with terror as she screamed shrilly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as the golden palm crashed down, her scream was abruptly silenced.\u003C\u002Fp>",1287,"2026-06-20T23:29:44.332Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","dd35f87b45b61dac927e88096c047ec1c29c4690aec26a770b04f2774b165a54","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-34","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-32",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-cover.jpg"]