Chapter 9: Lan Qingya Apologizes with Thorns, The Secret Treasury of the Yuan Tian Supreme

Lan Qingya was stunned, completely stunned.

She clutched her burning cheek, staring at Jun Zhangjian in disbelief.

Jun Zhangjian’s expression was incomparably gloomy, his eyes surging with coldness.

"Young Master Zhangjian, you hit me?" Lan Qingya spoke in disbelief.

Feeling her cheek gradually swelling, Lan Qingya felt as if she were in a dream.

Hadn't Jun Zhangjian always been compliant with her every wish?

It had even given Lan Qingya the feeling that the Jun family’s sequence members were nothing special.

Lan Qingya had even fantasized that in the future, she could completely control Jun Zhangjian, and he would do whatever she said.

Who among the external retainers could control a Jun family sequence member?

She, Lan Qingya, could!

But now, looking at Jun Zhangjian’s dark, stormy expression, Lan Qingya felt as if he had turned into a stranger.

"Who told you to provoke Jun Xiaoyao?" Jun Zhangjian’s tone was suppressed with fury.

"I... I did it all for your sake, Young Master Zhangjian. You tried to recruit Jun Linglong before, but she ignored you, yet she was willing to follow that Jun Xiaoyao..." Lan Qingya was still trying to justify herself.

"Scoundrel!"

Hearing this, Jun Zhangjian couldn't help but slap Lan Qingya’s other cheek.

Lan Qingya was sent flying, her mouth split and bleeding incessantly.

"Do you know what Jun Xiaoyao’s status is? Do you know who his father is?" Jun Zhangjian was truly infuriated to the point of pain.

Was this Lan Qingya trying to shake his stable position as a sequence member?

"Isn't it just that Jun Wu悔? He’s been missing for ages!" Lan Qingya gritted her teeth, her face ugly.

"You have no right to insult Uncle Wu悔!"

*Slap, slap, slap!* Jun Zhangjian slapped Lan Qingya a dozen times in a row, beating her face into a swollen mess.

All the surrounding followers were stunned.

Had the sun risen from the west?

"Not to mention that Jun Xiaoyao is Uncle Wu悔’s son, his mother is also a Goddess of the Jiang family, and he has gained the favor of the Eighteenth Ancestor. By provoking him, are you trying to make me lose my position as the Tenth Sequence?" Jun Zhangjian truly wished he could slap Lan Qingya to death.

Of all people to provoke, she had to pick Jun Xiaoyao, who had the highest status and the greatest backing in the Jun family.

"Young Master Zhangjian, Qingya was wrong, please spare me!"

Lan Qingya knelt and kowtowed, her chin covered in blood.

She had calculated everything, but she never expected Jun Zhangjian to be so wary of Jun Xiaoyao, even going so far as to lay a hand on her.

"Get up and go offer a formal apology to Jun Xiaoyao!" Jun Zhangjian said coldly.

"Young Master Zhangjian, this..." Lan Qingya felt as if she had been struck by lightning.

If she really did this, how could she ever show her face in the Jun family again?

Moreover, having to bow her head and admit her faults in front of Jun Linglong was even more unbearable than eating excrement.

"Hmm? You won't go?" Jun Zhangjian’s gaze was as sharp as a sword.

"I'll go..." Lan Qingya felt terrified, her face filled with humiliation.

Afterward, a follower brought a bundle of thorny branches for Lan Qingya to carry on her back.

The sharp thorns pierced her jade-like back, causing Lan Qingya to hiss in pain.

"Forget it, I will go with you. That will show sincerity." After a moment of hesitation, Jun Zhangjian decided to accompany her.

Lan Qingya felt even more despair.

It was the first time she had seen Jun Zhangjian so anxious and uneasy.

Just who was this Jun Xiaoyao, to make Jun Zhangjian fear him to this extent?

Jun Zhangjian led Lan Qingya, who was carrying the thorns, away from the spirit island and toward the Heavenly Emperor Palace.

Along the way, many Jun family disciples noticed them.

"That’s... the Tenth Sequence, Jun Zhangjian? He’s out of seclusion?"

"Jun Zhangjian’s strength has improved again, and he’s heading toward the Heavenly Emperor Palace. Is he going to cause trouble for the Divine Child?"

"No, look at Lan Qingya..."

Many gazes fell upon Lan Qingya.

She was carrying thorns, her back covered in bloody scratches, her cheeks swollen and red, her mouth split and bleeding—she looked as wretched as one could possibly be.

"Could it be that Jun Zhangjian isn't going to settle a score, but to... apologize?"

All the Jun family disciples felt a sense of astonishment.

The dignified Tenth Sequence of the Jun family was actually backing down?

"Tsk tsk, I’m afraid only the Divine Child has the qualifications to make a sequence member surrender without a fight," a young member of the Jun family exclaimed.

Among the ten sequences, which one wasn't filled with pride?

To make someone surrender without a fight was incredibly difficult.

But Jun Xiaoyao had managed it.

Inside the Heavenly Emperor Palace, Jun Xiaoyao was relaxing.

Beside him, Jun Linglong was brewing tea.

Using ten-thousand-year-old dew as water, paired with tea leaves plucked from the Enlightenment Ancient Tree.

In the outside world, some ordinary geniuses wouldn't even get to enjoy such a pot of tea in their entire lives.

Yet, Jun Xiaoyao drank it every day.

"Young Master, please..." Jun Linglong handed over the tea, looking like a dutiful maid.

At that moment, a servant of the Heavenly Emperor Palace called out respectfully at the door: "Divine Child, Young Master Jun Zhangjian has arrived at the Heavenly Emperor Palace."

"Finally here? You made me wait for so many days." Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes lit up, and he perked up.

Had the protagonist-style plot finally begun?

Lan Qingya went back to cry, Jun Zhangjian flew into a mindless rage, and then decided to come and teach him a lesson.

Jun Xiaoyao happened to need someone to test his Divine Elephant Overpowering Force.

Jun Linglong’s pretty face remained calm; she knew Jun Zhangjian shouldn't be able to do anything to Jun Xiaoyao.

"Haha, Cousin Xiaoyao, this is our first meeting since you were born. It’s a pity it has to be in such a manner."

A hearty voice rang out as Jun Zhangjian stepped through the door, followed by the wretched-looking Lan Qingya, who kept her head down with the thorns on her back.

"Eh, this... that’s not right..." Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself, feeling puzzled.

He felt that Jun Zhangjian wasn't playing by the script.

"My follower offended you, Cousin Xiaoyao, so I specifically brought her here to offer a formal apology. I hope you are magnanimous enough to forgive her." Jun Zhangjian smiled faintly.

Lan Qingya gritted her teeth, feeling immense humiliation, but she knelt on the ground anyway.

She squeezed a sentence out through her teeth: "I hope the Divine Child, and Jun Linglong, can forgive Qingya..."

After saying this, Lan Qingya wanted to bury her head in the ground.

Jun Linglong’s face remained cold.

Jun Xiaoyao also pondered in silence.

Seeing this, Jun Zhangjian’s eyelid twitched.

He was truly afraid that Jun Xiaoyao would report him to the Eighteenth Ancestor, which would ruin his future as a sequence member.

Gritting his teeth in secret, Jun Zhangjian took out a token and said: "By the way, while I was out training, I accidentally obtained two Yuantian Supreme Tokens. Rumor has it they are related to the secret treasury of the Yuantian Supreme. I have no use for the extra one, so I’ll gift it to you, Cousin Xiaoyao."

"A Supreme secret treasury!" Beside him, Jun Linglong’s beautiful eyes flickered with shock.

Above the Saint Realm was the Supreme Realm.

Those were beings who truly stood at the peak of the Immortal Domain, immortal and indestructible, intimidating throughout the ages!

The value of such a Supreme’s secret treasury was unimaginable!

If such a token were released to the outside world, it would trigger a bloodbath, leading countless geniuses to fight to the death for it!

Jun Zhangjian had also gone to great lengths and paid a heavy price to obtain two of them.

Jun Xiaoyao was also surprised; he hadn't expected Jun Zhangjian to be willing to part with such a good item.

Just as he was thinking, the system’s voice rang out in his mind again.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, a new sign-in location has been refreshed!"

"Please sign in at the Yuantian Supreme secret treasury!"

"Another new sign-in location?" Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes flashed.

He had discovered some rules of the sign-in system.

First, multiple sign-in locations could exist simultaneously.

Second, sign-in locations could be triggered by events.

For example, as soon as he learned about the Yuantian Supreme secret treasury, the sign-in location refreshed.

"Oh well, it seems I’ll have to make a trip there in the future," Jun Xiaoyao thought.

Sign-in opportunities were very rare, and those unknown rewards were quite tempting.

"Cousin Zhangjian, you are being too polite..."

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly, raised his hand, and grabbed the Yuantian Supreme Token.

Jun Zhangjian’s mouth twitched.

*I might not be a human, but you are truly a dog.*

However, while Jun Zhangjian felt the heartache, he was also shocked.

"Such vigorous mana, and it’s actually golden. Could it really be as the rumors say—the Ancient Sacred Body?"

Jun Zhangjian was secretly alarmed, becoming even more wary of Jun Xiaoyao.