Chapter 22: The Son of God's First Seclusion; The Dragon Cub of the Ancestral Dragon's Nest, Long Haotian

Seeing Xiao Chen regain his fighting spirit and confidence, Master Qinglong nodded with satisfaction.

Such an indomitable character was truly the mark of a Son of National Destiny.

"By the way, you must cultivate the Azure Sky Dragon Transformation Art diligently. At the same time, I have deduced that within the next few years, the secret treasury of Supreme Yuantian should emerge," Master Qinglong said.

"Supreme Yuantian... could he be... a Supreme powerhouse?" Xiao Chen's eyes widened.

"Indeed. Supreme Yuantian is extremely powerful and possesses a domineering, overbearing personality. Rumor has it that he once seized several ancient dragon bones from the Nest of the Ancestral Dragon, belonging to the Primordial Royal Clan," Master Qinglong stated.

At the mention of ancient dragon bones, a slight fervor flickered in Master Qinglong's eyes.

"The Primordial Royal Clan..." Xiao Chen took a deep breath.

That Supreme Yuantian was truly an arrogant figure, daring even to provoke the Primordial Royal Clan.

However, Xiao Chen immediately grasped the crux of the matter and asked, "Does Ancestor mean to..."

Master Qinglong nodded. "Exactly. You need to find a Supreme Yuantian Token, then find an opportunity to enter the secret treasury and seize those ancient dragon bones."

"If your Azure Sky Dragon Transformation Art obtains ancient dragon bones, it will surely be able to reach its peak."

"I, too, could use an ancient dragon bone to reshape my physical body."

Xiao Chen clenched his fists, his eyes burning with fighting spirit.

"Rest assured, Ancestor. I will definitely go to Supreme Yuantian's secret treasury and seize the ancient dragon bones!"

"And as for Jun Xiaoyao and that wench Bai Yu'er—just you wait!"

Xiao Chen laughed toward the heavens, finally seeing the dawn of revenge.

***

At the same time, within the Heavenly Emperor Palace of the Jun Family.

*Achoo!*

Jun Xiaoyao rubbed his nose.

"Someone is cursing me. Is it Xiao Chen?" Jun Xiaoyao muttered to himself.

Following the usual tropes, he should have obtained some fortuitous encounter by now. He was probably currently plotting how to take revenge on him in the future.

"Xiao Chen, this time you gave me dragon qi and a fiancée; I wonder what you'll send me next time," Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

In fact, he hoped that more geniuses like Xiao Chen would come his way. There are only overharvested leeks, never exhausted farmers.

"I'll set the matter of Xiao Chen aside for now. He likely won't become much of a threat for a few years."

"I should focus on preparing for the tenth birthday banquet. I need to go into seclusion to make a breakthrough," Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

After all, this would be his first official debut before the many various factions of the Immortal Realm. If his performance was lackluster, it would be quite undignified.

When the news of Jun Xiaoyao's upcoming seclusion broke, the entire Jun Family was thrown into an uproar.

"Heavens, is the Divine Son actually going into seclusion?"

"I recall that since the Divine Son began his cultivation, he has never once gone into seclusion, has he?"

"If his cultivation speed is this fast without seclusion, imagine how incredible it will be once he does!"

"Will the Divine Son break through to the True Spirit Realm?"

Discussions erupted from all directions around the Jun Family. They were immensely curious about the Jun Xiaoyao, who had never practiced in seclusion. If he emerged after a year, just how powerful would he be?

Amidst this curiosity and anticipation, a year slowly passed.

During this year, news regarding the Jun Family hosting a tenth birthday banquet for Jun Xiaoyao began to circulate throughout the upper echelons of the Desolate Heaven Immortal Realm.

Many factions maintained high levels of attention toward this. After all, the phenomenon of the "Ten Thousand Saints Worship" ten years ago had been too terrifying. Many great figures and old monsters were speculating about exactly what kind of heaven-defying constitution the mysterious Divine Son of the Jun Family possessed.

"That Divine Son's father is the White-Robed Divine King, a taboo existence. I expect the Divine Son's constitution won't be far behind."

"Indeed. The White-Robed Divine King, Jun Wuhui, is known as one of the few in the Near-Ancient Era with the greatest chance to prove his Divinity, even touching the realm of the Immortal Path. It's a pity about ten years ago..."

The divine senses of many great figures from ancient powers communicated through the void. They were also curious: how stunning would the Jun Family's Divine Son be during his first appearance in the world, born under the halo of his father's legacy?

***

Hong Province was one of the three thousand Dao Provinces of the Desolate Heaven Immortal Realm, located within the sphere of influence of the Primordial Royal Clan's Nest of the Ancestral Dragon.

In the three thousand Dao Provinces, the vast majority of provinces were occupied by major powers. For instance, the Vermilion Bird Ancient Kingdom occupied the entirety of the Fire Province.

Hong Province was merely one of the fifty-plus Dao Provinces controlled by the Nest of the Ancestral Dragon.

Indeed, the Primordial Royal Clan lineage of the Nest of the Ancestral Dragon alone possessed territories in over fifty Dao Provinces. The Vermilion Bird Ancient Kingdom only occupied one. The gap between a first-rate power and the Primordial Royal Clan was self-evident.

However, the Jun Family was even more terrifying, occupying over a hundred Dao Provinces—double that of the Nest of the Ancestral Dragon. The Imperial Province was merely the Jun Family's main headquarters.

At this moment, within a large city in Hong Province, various humanoid beings were constantly passing by.

Some had black horns, some had wings on their backs, some had scales on their foreheads, and some had eyes like beasts. These beings were all part of the myriad ancient races of the Immortal Realm, spanning many species. Members of the Primordial Royal Clan were also among them.

In the territories of human ancient families and immortal dynasties, humans were the majority. In the territories of the Primordial Royal Clan or other immortal races, the myriad races predominated. Of course, normally, the myriad races, including humans, could generally coexist in peace.

On the city streets, many gazes were fixed upon a woman in a blue dress wearing a hood. Although most of her features were obscured, she could be seen to be human with a slender figure. Within the territory of the Primordial Royal Clan, it wasn't that there were no humans, but they were very rare.

The woman in the blue dress tilted her head slightly, revealing a charming and lovely face. She was none other than Lan Qingya, who had been expelled from the Jun Family.

Currently, her gaze was fixed on a magnificent, golden restaurant at the end of the road.

"It should be there. That lord will be gathering there. I must leak the news that Jun Xiaoyao possesses a human Saint Body."

"Jun Xiaoyao, Jun Linglong... I, Lan Qingya, indeed lack the power to take revenge on you, but someone else does!" A bone-deep malice flashed across Lan Qingya's face.

After being expelled from the Jun Family, her situation had become extremely miserable. Having been accustomed to a life of luxury, she was now living in the elements, suffering through hardship. Lan Qingya did not reflect on her own actions; she only blamed everything on Jun Xiaoyao and Jun Linglong.

On the top floor of that magnificent restaurant, a group of beings was gathering.

Some had wings, some were covered in scales, and some were as robust as bears or tigers. Yet, this group was currently surrounding one person like stars surrounding the moon.

He was a youth dressed in magnificent golden robes, his features carrying an air of arrogance and defiance, with two dragon horns growing from his head. His eyes were like two great stars, emitting a piercing, cold light. Beneath his skin, golden dragon scales faintly flickered in and out of sight. His entire aura was soul-stirring.

This youth was none other than one of the contemporary geniuses of the Nest of the Ancestral Dragon, one of the Dragon Sons: Long Haotian.

And his elder brother was the taboo first generation of the Nest of the Ancestral Dragon, the one who possessed the blood of the Emperor Dragon—Long Aotian!