Chapter 47

"Hmm?"

Jun Linglong frowned slightly, her beautiful eyes looking over.

She was, after all, a noble lady of the Jun family, and although her fame was not as great as that of Jun Xiaoyao or the Ten Great Sequences, she still had a certain reputation.

People who dared to target her were not common.

The young figure shrouded in black mist was precisely the follower of Jun Wanjie, the genius of the Black Cloud Clan, Hei Tu.

"Are you... from the Black Cloud Clan?" Jun Linglong frowned.

She possessed the Seven Apertures Ingenious Heart, was well-read and knowledgeable, and immediately recognized Hei Tu as a member of the Black Cloud Clan.

However, she did not know that Hei Tu was a follower of Jun Wanjie.

After all, Jun Linglong did not pay much attention to Jun Wanjie.

"I want this Clear Heart Spirit Tea. Do you have any objections?" Hei Tu sized up Jun Linglong, his gaze filled with a challenging tone.

Jun Linglong's beautiful eyes sparkled.

She could see that this was not a coincidence.

It was the Black Cloud Clan's genius, deliberately provoking her.

"Do you know who I am?" Jun Linglong said coolly, exuding a noble and cold demeanor.

Only in front of Jun Xiaoyao was she a gentle and considerate attendant.

In front of anyone else, she was the high and mighty noble lady of the Jun family.

"I am at least a follower of Lord Wanjie. How could I not know the name of Noble Lady Linglong?" Hei Tu shrugged indifferently and smiled.

"I see." Jun Linglong understood instantly upon hearing this.

No wonder this Black Cloud Clan genius was so bold, even daring to provoke her.

It turned out he had the backing of the Fifth Sequence, Jun Wanjie.

In that case, Hei Tu indeed had no reason to fear her.

"This tea is for the Divine Son. Do you dare to obstruct it?" Jun Linglong's tone was cold.

"Sorry, my lord also wants to drink tea. Besides, don't use the Divine Son as a shield. My lord is not inferior to him!" Hei Tu said coldly.

At that moment, a sword light suddenly shot down from a distance, landing on Hei Tu.

At the same time, a cold and stern voice echoed: "What kind of blind thing are you? Let me teach you a lesson for Jun Wanjie!"

Feeling the波动 of the sword light, Hei Tu's face changed abruptly.

His figure suddenly vaporized, turning into a cloud of black mist.

The sword light pierced through the black mist and struck the ground behind him with a loud boom.

Hei Tu reformed, his face pale.

Vaporizing into mist was a racial ability of the Black Cloud Clan.

However, each use was extremely draining of his magical power.

Not far away, a figure holding a sword appeared, none other than the Tenth Sequence, Jun Zhangjian.

He had previously wanted to become a follower of Jun Xiaoyao but was rejected by him.

It was indeed inappropriate for a Sequence to become a follower.

Although he was rejected by Jun Xiaoyao, Jun Zhangjian had long been determined to be a follower.

He just lacked the title.

"Tenth Sequence, Jun Zhangjian, why..." Hei Tu's face was pale, his eyes filled with apprehension.

If it were just Jun Linglong, he would not be afraid.

Although Jun Linglong was a noble lady, she had not yet reached the level of the Ten Great Sequences.

But Jun Zhangjian was a genuine Sequence.

Although his status and strength were inferior to his lord, Jun Wanjie, a Sequence was still a Sequence, not to be insulted!

Hei Tu was also puzzled. Why did Jun Zhangjian seem like a follower of Jun Xiaoyao?

"Who gave you the nerve to provoke someone close to the Divine Son? Is it Jun Wanjie?" Jun Zhangjian rebuked coldly.

Hei Tu's face turned pale and then red.

Facing Jun Zhangjian, he was still somewhat intimidated.

At that moment, a cold and icy voice echoed from a distance.

"Jun Zhangjian, you are a Sequence. How can you willingly become a follower of Jun Xiaoyao? What charm does he have that makes you all willing to submit to him?"

Upon hearing this voice, Jun Zhangjian's face also changed slightly.

It was the voice of Jun Wanjie.

Sure enough.

A figure enveloped in lightning and divine light descended from the sky, none other than Jun Wanjie.

His black hair fluttered, his eyes emitting three-foot-long lightning rays, and his body was covered in lightning runes, like a thunder god.

"Is that... the Fifth Sequence of the Jun family, Jun Wanjie?"

"What's going on? Is there going to be a conflict?"

"That's the Tenth Sequence of the Jun family, Jun Zhangjian, and Noble Lady Linglong over there."

"The Supreme Secret Treasury of the Primordial Heaven has not yet opened, and the Jun family is already having internal strife?"

Many eyes were drawn to the scene.

"Jun Wanjie, what are you going to do?"

Seeing Jun Wanjie's explosive aura, Jun Zhangjian's brows furrowed.

Jun Wanjie was known for his tyrannical and domineering temperament.

Not only did he discipline people from other clans, but he had also disciplined many members of the Jun family.

"A noble Sequence of the Jun family has actually become a follower. If you are willing to do so, then you should give up your Sequence status!"

With that, Jun Wanjie attacked directly.

With a wave of his hand, divine lightning appeared.

He cultivated the Supreme Law, the Heaven Crossing Technique, and awakened the Thunder Cataclysm Body.

Among the three thousand physiques, it ranked in the top three hundred.

Moreover, this Thunder Cataclysm Body was formidable in attack, with astonishing destructive power, far surpassing Ye Xingyun's Star King Body.

Rumbling!

Jun Wanjie's palm pushed forward, and rolling thunder seemed to turn into a flood, striking Jun Zhangjian and Jun Linglong with a loud boom.

"Bad!"

Jun Zhangjian hurriedly drew his sword, and a brilliant sword light spread out.

Jun Linglong also acted.

However, even with both of them acting together, they found it difficult to withstand Jun Wanjie's attack.

With a loud boom, Jun Zhangjian and Jun Linglong were both shaken and took several steps back.

Jun Zhangjian was still fine, being the Tenth Sequence. Although he was not as strong as Jun Wanjie, the gap was not too large.

But Jun Linglong, whose cultivation was slightly weaker, retreated several dozen steps, her flawless white face turning pale, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Jun Wanjie glanced at them and said coldly, "Today is a warning. Tell Jun Xiaoyao to be more low-key in the future."

With that, Jun Wanjie turned and left.

No matter what, Jun Zhangjian and Jun Linglong were still members of the Jun family. A slight lesson to suppress Jun Xiaoyao's arrogance was enough.

Jun Wanjie did not intend to seriously injure them.

"Lord's strength is truly unparalleled!"

Seeing Jun Wanjie easily repel Jun Zhangjian and Jun Linglong, Hei Tu's eyes were filled with deep admiration.

He then looked at Jun Linglong, a playful smile on his lips: "Tell your master that my lord is the pillar and hope of the young generation of the Jun family!"

With that, Hei Tu followed Jun Wanjie and left.

At this moment, Jun Linglong spat out another small mouthful of blood.

"You are seriously injured," Jun Zhangjian said, his tone tinged with helplessness.

Compared to Jun Wanjie, he was indeed a step behind.

"I'm fine. I still need to buy tea for Master," Jun Linglong had not forgotten her task, to buy the Clear Heart Spirit Tea for Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Zhangjian could not help but sigh.

Even at this moment, she was still thinking about Jun Xiaoyao.

However, Jun Zhangjian knew that Jun Xiaoyao was not someone who would tolerate insults.

If someone offended the people close to him, Jun Wanjie would not have an easy time in the future.