Chapter 140: Visit from the Young Master of Wanbao Trading Company, Martial Arts Competition, Plans to Cultivate Followers
However, that was indeed the case - Jun Xiaoyao did not take the Sacred Spirit Academy seriously at all.
Not just these ordinary disciples, even those Saint Sons and Daughters at the same level as Ji Xuan - if they dared to provoke Jun Xiaoyao, he would make them experience the same pain as Ji Xuan.
Watching Jun Xiaoyao and his group leave, all the cultivators in the city swallowed hard.
"As expected of the Divine Son of the Jun family - supremely domineering, not caring at all about the Sacred Spirit Academy."
"Indeed, even if those Saint Sons and Daughters from the Academy came, they probably wouldn't fare any better."
Some people looked at those disciples lying on the ground bleeding from all seven apertures and shook their heads.
These academy disciples were too weak - they couldn't even withstand a single roar from his mount, even though that mount was the top-tier ancient royal Nine-Headed Lion.
As for the female disciples from the Academy, they completely ignored their pathetic male counterparts, staring at Jun Xiaoyao's departing figure with stars in their eyes.
Jun Xiaoyao and his group arrived at a magnificent inn to rest.
Soon after, Jun Lingrong came to report: "Young Master, the Young Master of the Wanbao Trading Company wishes to see you."
"The Young Master of Wanbao Trading Company?" Jun Xiaoyao pondered.
He seemed to have met this person before at the music competition in the Panwu Divine Dynasty. Like the Third Prince, he was also one of the Heavenly Zither Lady's suitors.
However, such a minor character wasn't very clear in Jun Xiaoyao's memory.
"Let him in," Jun Xiaoyao said.
Jun Lingrong nodded, and moments later.
A handsome young noble came forward and respectfully bowed to Jun Xiaoyao.
"I am Qian Duo of the Wanbao Trading Company, paying respects to the Divine Son."
"I remember you - seems we met at the music competition. You were one of the Heavenly Zither Lady's suitors," Jun Xiaoyao said.
"I'm honored that the Divine Son remembers me, though I'm no longer pursuing the Heavenly Zither Lady," Qian Duo smiled bitterly.
After witnessing someone as excellent as Jun Xiaoyao, how could the Heavenly Zither Lady still look at him?
"What brings you here?" Jun Xiaoyao took a sip of tea.
"I heard from the innkeeper that the Divine Son was resting at our Wanbao Trading Company's inn, so I came right away," Qian Duo said.
"So this inn is your Wanbao Trading Company's property," Jun Xiaoyao realized.
"Divine Son, it's like this - before the Heavenly Dao Tower opens, our Wanbao Trading Company will hold a martial arts competition. We'll have some quality slaves fight to the death, with betting allowed."
"I noticed the Divine Son seems to need celestial resources - this would be a good opportunity to earn some," Qian Duo said.
"I see," Jun Xiaoyao nodded.
He understood that the Wanbao Trading Company wanted to capitalize on the excitement around the Heavenly Dao Tower's opening to make some money.
But Qian Duo was right - he did need celestial resources.
Currently, Jun Xiaoyao only had fifty celestial resources left for emergencies.
"And I've heard the Divine Son has a preference for collecting slaves. There might be some that catch your eye," Qian Duo said flatteringly.
"Oh? Does this Divine Son have such special interests?" Jun Xiaoyao turned his head to look at Jun Lingrong.
Jun Lingrong gave Jun Xiaoyao a charming glare.
Whether you have this interest or not, shouldn't you know better?
"Ahem... when is it?" Jun Xiaoyao coughed lightly, maintaining his composure.
"Tomorrow night, and there will also be slaves from other celestial realms," Qian Duo said.
"From other celestial realms." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes lit up slightly.
The Nine Heavens Celestial Realm was divided into nine heavens, with the Huang Tian Celestial Realm being just one of them.
Jun Xiaoyao was indeed interested in slaves from other celestial realms.
"I'll be there," Jun Xiaoyao said.
"Then we'll humbly await the Divine Son's arrival," Qian Duo showed a pleased expression.
His father, the chairman of the Wanbao Trading Company, had instructed him to try to establish connections with the Jun family's Divine Son.
Even just being acquainted would bring countless benefits in the future.
Qian Duo left satisfied.
After he left, Jun Lingrong smiled faintly and said: "That Young Master of Wanbao Trading Company wants to curry favor with you, Young Master."
"It doesn't matter, as long as it benefits me," Jun Xiaoyao didn't mind.
At the same time.
A group of academy disciples, faces covered in blood and in terrible shape, were kneeling before three people, crying and pleading.
They were the two Saint Sons and one Saint Daughter of the Academy.
"Saint Son, you must avenge us! That Jun family Divine Son is too arrogant, he doesn't take our Sacred Spirit Academy seriously at all!" One academy disciple cried with snot and tears.
This time, these academy disciples had completely lost face.
"Foolish! No matter how strong Jun Xiaoyao is, he's not someone you can provoke," said the young man wearing black and white Daoist robes coldly.
"I thought that the Jun family Divine Son would be wary of our Sacred Spirit Academy, so..." that academy disciple mumbled, his voice getting smaller and smaller.
"Enough, you brought this on yourselves. Even we must be extremely cautious when dealing with Jun Xiaoyao," the noble young man shook his head.
As for the Saint Daughter, Hua Xiqing, she blinked her beautiful eyes, becoming more curious about Jun Xiaoyao.
"We'll discuss this matter later. Tomorrow night we'll attend the Wanbao Trading Company's martial arts competition. As for Jun Xiaoyao, we'll deal with him when the Heavenly Dao Tower opens," said the young man in black and white Daoist robes.
Earlier, the Wanbao Trading Company had also sent a steward to invite them to the martial arts competition.
...
Soon, one day passed.
In the eastern district of Sacred Spirit City, there was a magnificent palace.
Jun Xiaoyao, led by Qian Duo, arrived at this location.
Only Jun Lingrong accompanied him.
"Divine Son, please proceed to the VIP box," Qian Duo personally led Jun Xiaoyao to the VIP box.
From here, one could overlook the entire martial arts competition platform.
"I wonder if there will be any slaves that catch my eye tonight," Jun Xiaoyao murmured.
Thinking about it, he seemed to not have any true followers yet.
Jun Lingrong, strictly speaking, was his maid.
Jun Zhangjian, Jun Xuehuang, and Jun Wanjie were all from the Jun family sequence, so strictly speaking, they couldn't really be considered his followers either.
Wu Mingyue was more like a chess piece.
As for Bai Yu'er, she was purely a female slave.
"My father has the Eight Divine King Divisions, including someone as excellent as Number Nine. I should also consider finding some truly loyal followers," Jun Xiaoyao thought.
At this time, sudden commotion arose in the venue.
"The Panwu Divine Dynasty's Princess has arrived!"
"The two Saint Sons and one Saint Daughter from the Sacred Spirit Academy are here too!"
"Holy shit, that's the Golden-Winged Young Garuda King from Mount Jialu!"
"The Star Cloud King Body, Ye Xingyun from the Ye family is here too!"
"My goodness, all the big shots..."
Many cultivators in the venue were surprised.
These prodigies who were rarely seen normally were now appearing one after another.
"I am the Yin-Yang Saint Son from the Yin-Yang Sect, also a Saint Son of the Sacred Spirit Academy. It's my fortune to meet the Princess today," said the young man wearing black and white Daoist robes.
As a Saint Son honored by two major forces, the Yin-Yang Saint Son spoke with a hint of confidence in his tone.
However...
The great beauty before him, with autumn waters for spirit and jade for bones, whose beauty was like a dream, didn't even glance at him. With an ice-cold expression, she directly walked past him.
The Yin-Yang Saint Son's face stiffened, somewhat embarrassed.
Beside him, Hua Xiqing covered her mouth and laughed lightly: "She is after all an Immortal Dynasty's Princess, of high status. It's normal that she doesn't acknowledge you."
"You're right, I was too forward," the Yin-Yang Saint Son smiled, unperturbed.
Well, for a princess from an Immortal force, having high standards and a cold personality was normal.
Meanwhile, Wu Mingyue, after asking Qian Duo, walked straight into a VIP box.
When she saw that figure sitting casually in the armchair, tall in white robes, handsome as an immortal.
She could no longer hold back and crawled to Jun Xiaoyao's legs.
Like a long-abandoned cat, she raised her captivating face and said: "Master, Mingyue has come to see you..."