However, it was indeed true that Jun Xiaoyao didn't regard the Holy Spirit Academy with any concern.

Not to mention these ordinary disciples, even if those Saint Heirs and Saintesses at the same level as Ji Xuan dared to provoke Jun Xiaoyao.

He would make them experience the same agony as Ji Xuan.

Watching the backs of Jun Xiaoyao and the others as they departed, cultivators all around the city gulped hard.

"No wonder he's the Jun Family's Divine Son, overwhelmingly domineering, not caring about the Holy Spirit Academy at all."

"Indeed, even if those several Saint Heirs and Saintesses from the academy came, they would probably not fare well."

Some people looked at the academy disciples collapsed on the ground, bleeding from seven apertures, shaking their heads.

These academy disciples were too weak, unable to withstand even the roar of someone's mount.

Though the mount was the top-tier Ancient Royal Race Nine-headed Lion.

As for those female academy disciples, they completely ignored their male counterpart's plight, staring starry-eyed at Jun Xiaoyao's departure.

Jun Xiaoyao and his group arrived at a splendid inn to rest.

However, not long after, Jun Linglong stepped forward to report, "Master, the Young Master of the Ten Thousand Treasures Commerce Association wants to meet you."

"Young Master of the Ten Thousand Treasures Commerce Association?" Jun Xiaoyao pondered.

Previously, at the Piano Fighting Assembly in the Panwu Divine Dynasty, he seemed to have met this person, who, like the Third Prince, was also a pursuer of the Celestial Zither Maiden.

However, such minor figures, Jun Xiaoyao didn't quite remember them clearly.

"Let him in." Jun Xiaoyao instructed.

Jun Linglong nodded, and after a moment.

A handsome noble young man approached, very respectfully saluting Jun Xiaoyao.

"I am Qian Duo from the Ten Thousand Treasures Commerce Association, greeting the Divine Son."

"I, the Divine Son, remember you; you seemed to be seen at the Piano Fighting Assembly, a pursuer of the Celestial Zither Maiden," Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Unexpectedly, the Divine Son still remembers me, it's so honoring, but I am no longer a pursuer of the Celestial Zither Maiden." Qian Duo smiled wryly.

Having witnessed someone as outstanding as Jun Xiaoyao, how could the Celestial Zither Maiden possibly favor him anymore?

"Why have you come?" Jun Xiaoyao took a sip of tea, inquired.

"I heard from the manager that the Divine Son came to rest under our Ten Thousand Treasures Commerce Association, so I hurried over directly," Qian Duo explained.

"So this inn was originally your Ten Thousand Treasures Commerce Association's property," Jun Xiaoyao realized.

"Divine Son, it's like this; our Ten Thousand Treasures Commerce Association, before the Celestial Dao Tower opens, will host a Martial Arts Assembly, allowing some quality slaves to engage in lethal combat, then place bets."

"I noticed Divine Son seems to need Immortal Origin, so this would be a good opportunity to earn some," Qian Duo said.

"I see," Jun Xiaoyao nodded.

He also understood that the Ten Thousand Treasures Commerce Association wanted to take advantage of the hype around the opening of the Celestial Dao Tower, to make a fortune.

But what Qian Duo said was correct; indeed, he needed Immortal Origin.

Now Jun Xiaoyao had only fifty Immortal Origins left on him, just in case.

"Moreover, I heard Divine Son has an interest in collecting slaves, perhaps there'll be one to catch your eye," Qian Duo flattered.

"Hmm? Do I, the Divine Son, have such a special interest?" Jun Xiaoyao turned his head to look at Jun Linglong.

Jun Linglong coquettishly gave Jun Xiaoyao a sidelong glance.

Do you not have any sense of awareness about your own preferences?

"Ahem... when is it?" Jun Xiaoyao coughed lightly, his face unblushing, heart unwavering.

"Tomorrow night, and by then, other Immortal Realm slaves will also appear." Qian Duo mentioned.

"From other Immortal Realms," Jun Xiaoyao's eyes gleamed slightly.

The Nine Heavens Immortal Realm is divided into Nine Heavens, with the Desolate Celestial Immortal Realm being just one of them.

Slaves coming from other Immortal Realms sparked some interest for Jun Xiaoyao.

"I will go," Jun Xiaoyao declared.

"Then we shall await the Divine Son's grand presence," Qian Duo expressed joy.

His father, the president of the Ten Thousand Treasures Commerce Association, advised him to try and establish connections with the Jun Family's Divine Son.

Even if it's merely a familiar face, the benefits in the future could be limitless.

Qian Duo left satisfied.

After his departure, Jun Linglong gently laughed, "That Young Master from the Ten Thousand Treasures Commerce Association seeks to form ties with you, Master."

"It doesn't matter, so long as the benefits serve me," Jun Xiaoyao was indifferent.

At the same time.

A group of academy disciples, their faces covered in blood and in utter disarray, knelt and tearfully pleaded before three individuals.

These were the academy's two Saint Heirs and one Saintess.

"Saint Heir, you must avenge us, that Jun Family's Divine Son is too brazen, completely disregarding our Holy Spirit Academy." A disciple wept, mucus and tears flowing.

This time, the academy disciples' faces were completely disgraced.

"Foolish, regardless of Jun Xiaoyao's qualities, he is not someone you can provoke." The young man in a black and white Daoist robe said coldly.

"I thought the Jun Family's Divine Son would fear our Holy Spirit Academy, so…" that academy disciple murmured, his voice gradually weakening.

"Enough, you brought this upon yourselves, even for us, we must be cautious and prudent with Jun Xiaoyao." The noble young man shook his head.

As for the Saintess, Hua Xiqing, she blinked her beautiful eyes, growing increasingly curious about Jun Xiaoyao.

"We'll talk about this matter later, tomorrow night we'll attend the Ten Thousand Treasures Commerce Association's Martial Arts Assembly; as for Jun Xiaoyao, we'll meet him when the Celestial Dao Tower opens." The young man in the black and white Daoist robe said.

Previously, the Ten Thousand Treasures Commerce Association also sent a steward to invite them to the Martial Arts Assembly.

...

Quickly, a day passed.

In the eastern region of Holy Spirit City, a luxurious palace stood.

Jun Xiaoyao, led by Qian Duo, arrived there.

Accompanied only by Jun Linglong.

"Divine Son, please proceed to the VIP room." Qian Duo personally led Jun Xiaoyao into the VIP room.

From there, one could overlook the entire Martial Arts Assembly stage.

"I wonder if tonight, there'll be a slave to catch my eye." Jun Xiaoyao mused.

He thought about it, until now, he had seemingly not had a true follower.

Jun Linglong, strictly speaking, counted as his maid.

Jun Zhangjian, Jun Xuehuang, Jun Wanjie, those three were part of the Jun Family lineage, thus technically couldn't be considered his followers completely.

Wu Mingyue was more of a pawn-like existence.

As for Bai Yu'Er, she was purely a female slave.

"My father has the Eight Divisions of the Divine King, among which exists someone as outstanding as Ah Jiu; I should consider truly recruiting a group of loyal followers." Jun Xiaoyao pondered.

And just then, a clamor arose within the venue.

"The Eldest Princess of the Panwu Divine Dynasty has arrived!"

"The two Saint Heirs and one Saintess from the Holy Spirit Academy have also come!"

"Wow, that's the Golden-Winged Roc King from the Jialou Sacred Mountain!"

"The Ye Family's Star King Body, Ye Xingyun is here too."

"My goodness, all prominent figures…"

Within the venue, many cultivators were astonished.

These celestial prides rarely seen on usual days were now appearing one after another.

"I am the Yin Yang Saint Son from the Yin Yang Sect, and also a Saint Heir of the Holy Spirit Academy, it's such a fortune to see the Eldest Princess today." The young man in the black and white Daoist robe said.

As a Saint Son respected by two significant forces, the Yin Yang Saint Son spoke with a hint of faint confidence.

Yet…

The lady before him, Qiushui with divine jade bones, beautiful as a dreamlike goddess, didn't even glance his way, her expression cold, directly walking past.

Yin Yang Saint Son's face stiffened, somewhat awkward.

Beside him, Hua Xiqing lightly laughed, covering her mouth, "After all, she's an Eldest Princess of the Immortal Divine Dynasty, her status is high, ignoring you is quite normal."

"Indeed, perhaps I've been too presumptuous." The Yin Yang Saint Son laughed unconcernedly.

For a princess of an immortal influence, having high expectations and a cold and arrogant personality was normal.

On the other side, after consulting Qian Duo, Wu Mingyue directly walked into a VIP room.

Upon seeing that figure casually sitting on the chair, dressed in white and elegant, handsome as an immortal.

She couldn't hold back any longer, dropping to Jun Xiaoyao's legs.

Like a cat abandoned for a long time, she lifted her captivating face and said, "Master, Ming Yue has come to see you…"

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