Chapter 68: The Humiliated Long Bichi, the Ancestral Dragon Nest Elder

Originally, Jun Xiaoyao had no great animosity toward Ji Xuan.

Although Ji Xuan had once had minor disputes with Jun Zhangjian, none were serious.

Jun Xiaoyao’s worst thought was merely to seize Ji Xuan’s opportunities and snatch his Saint-King’s hand bone, and that would be enough.

None of it was a big deal.

But now, Ji Xuan had threatened him.

Worse, he had plunged Jun Xuehuang into danger.

Jun Xiaoyao was not a good man, nor would he bind himself with vulgar notions of good and evil.

If one’s birth, strength, and talent still required restraint, one might as well go to Little Western Heaven and become a monk.

Day after day, chanting with those monks: “Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, World-Honored Earth Store.”

Jun Xiaoyao’s creed was: those who follow me prosper; those who oppose me perish!

“Let’s go. I’d like to see what kind of waves Ji Xuan can stir up,” Jun Xiaoyao chuckled.

Hearing his laugh, Jun Xuehuang and the others silently mourned for Ji Xuan.

…

As Jun Xiaoyao and the others headed toward the deepest depths of the secret treasure,

above the Taihuang Forest outside the Yuan Tian Secret Treasure,

several Elders from the immortal factions still sat cross-legged in the void.

“I never expected that the gray mist within the Yuan Tian Secret Treasure, combined with its unique field, could block the Celestial Mirror’s scrutiny,” said a Jiang family Elder, shaking his head slightly.

“We underestimated this Supreme Secret Treasure, but I don’t think we need the Celestial Mirror at all,” said Jun Zhantian.

All the heirs of the immortal lineages who entered the treasure carried protective treasures or Great Teleportation Talismans.

So even without their guardians constantly watching over them, they would surely face no mortal danger.

“Heh, Jun Zhantian, are you worried about your Jun family’s Divine Son? If he perishes inside the treasure, it would be an irreparable loss for your family.”

The Elder of the Azure Dragon Lineage of the Ancestral Dragon Nest sneered.

“Hmph, rest easy. Even if you die, my grandson will still be perfectly fine,” Jun Zhantian snorted.

He believed this level of secret treasure could not pose a life-threatening danger to Jun Xiaoyao.

At worst, he still carried the Guardian Divine Talisman bestowed by the Eighteen Ancestors—his life was secure.

“Heh, I only hope your Divine Daughter doesn’t get too badly beaten by our Divine Son,” chuckled the Azure Dragon Lineage Elder, dripping with sarcasm.

He had full confidence in Long Bichi.

After all, she was a Divine Daughter who had fully assimilated two Dragon Primordials—her strength far surpassed that of Long Haotian.

Yet, the moment the Azure Dragon Lineage Elder’s laughter faded,

within the Yuan Tian Secret Treasure, a figure staggered out in disarray.

The figure’s blue armor was cracked and spiderwebbed with fissures, hair disheveled, lips bleeding, every inch of her radiating utter defeat.

Who else could it be but Long Bichi?

At this moment, Long Bichi’s eyes still held traces of terror, her slender frame trembling with cold.

She was truly afraid of Jun Xiaoyao.

If she had been a few steps slower, the outcome might have been different—she might not have survived at all.

“Hmm? That’s the Azure Dragon Lineage’s Divine Daughter from the Ancestral Dragon Nest—why did she emerge so quickly?”

“Yes, and she’s so disheveled—did she encounter some great evil, or did the Supreme One’s corpse revive?”

Outside the Yuan Tian Secret Treasure, tens of thousands had gathered.

Due to age and status, they were forbidden from entering, so they could only watch the spectacle.

Seeing Long Bichi flee in such disarray, many were astonished, assuming she had encountered some monstrous threat.

In the void, the Azure Dragon Lineage Elder’s mocking smile froze, his expression twisting unnaturally.

Why had his own Divine Daughter emerged so soon?

And why was she so disheveled? Clearly, she had been driven out in flight.

“Ha! Green-skin eel, keep laughing—why don’t you continue?” Jun Zhantian roared with laughter, utterly delighted.

The Azure Dragon Lineage Elder’s face turned ashen; he said nothing, flickered forward, and landed beside Long Bichi.

“Bichi, what happened? Where’s the Dragon Bone?” the Elder demanded urgently.

Everything else was trivial—the Dragon Bone was their sole objective.

“Gone. All four ancient Dragon Bones, and the Supreme Ancestral Dragon Bone—all gone…” Long Bichi bit her lip until it bled, her face pale.

“What? Even the Supreme Ancestral Dragon Bone?” The Azure Dragon Lineage Elder nearly fainted.

That was the Supreme Ancestral Dragon Bone—there were barely a few such bones stored in the entire Ancestral Dragon Nest.

And now, gone before their very eyes!

“Who? Who took it?” the Azure Dragon Lineage Elder hissed, teeth clenched, unable to remain calm.

“Jun… Jun Xiaoyao…” Long Bichi whispered, her body trembling slightly.

Merely uttering his name triggered instinctive fear in her.

Though Xiao Chen and others had been present, Long Bichi knew they were merely playthings in Jun Xiaoyao’s hands.

“What? Him?” The Azure Dragon Lineage Elder’s expression stiffened.

Just moments ago, he had hoped Jun Xiaoyao wouldn’t be too badly beaten by Long Bichi.

Now, the beating was brutal—but it was Long Bichi who had been beaten!

The slap was too swift, offering no time to recover.

“So he was driven out by the Jun family’s Divine Son—no wonder…”

“Yes, Long Haotian died in the Jun family’s Divine Son’s hands; this Long Bichi was lucky to escape.”

Many cultivators nearby had heard Long Bichi’s words.

Though surprised, they weren’t truly shocked.

It seemed the Jun family’s Divine Son had become the symbol of invincibility among the younger generation.

“Well? Green-skin eel—do you admit defeat now?” Jun Zhantian gloated.

His precious grandson had brought him immense glory.

The Azure Dragon Lineage Elder’s nose nearly crooked from rage—he could not speak a word.

He knew reclaiming the Dragon Bones from the Jun family was harder than climbing to heaven.

“I’m sorry, Elder. I’ve disappointed you,” Long Bichi said, her face ashen, utterly devoid of the earlier grace and vigor she had shown upon arrival.

She didn’t dare say she hadn’t even clashed with Jun Xiaoyao—he had simply struck her down with one blow, terrifying her into fleeing.

If that were known, it would bring shame upon the Ancestral Dragon Nest.

In the sky, Ji family Elder Ji Bangyin shook his head: “It seems the Azure Dragon Lineage’s Divine Daughter is nothing special.”

“Ji Bangyin, pray your Ji family’s one doesn’t clash with my grandson—otherwise, hmm…” Jun Zhantian shook his head.

“Jun Zhantian, do you think Long Bichi compares to Ji Xuan? He came prepared. If a clash truly occurs, you should be the one worrying about your Jun family’s Divine Son.”

Ji Bangyin smiled, calm and composed, his confidence radiating from his very bones.

“Oh?”

Even Jun Zhantian cast a skeptical glance at Ji Bangyin.

Could it be that Ji family’s young Saint truly might stir up some waves?

As the outside world buzzed with chatter over Long Bichi’s defeat,

deep within the Yuan Tian Secret Treasure, Ji Xuan, clad in elegant robes and holding an ancient talisman, stepped calmly into the deepest chamber.

Before him stood a solemn, majestic black divine tower, ancient and vast, rising like a pillar holding up the heavens!

“The final great opportunity lies here!”

Ji Xuan’s eyes gleamed with delight.

After so much planning, he could finally claim this great opportunity.

Yet at that moment, a cold, mocking voice echoed from behind:

“Ji Xuan, thank you for leading the way, you little treasure-hunting mouse…”