"Hmm?" Jun Linglong's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly as her beautiful eyes looked over.
Although she was a noble lady of the Jun family, her fame wasn't as great as Jun Xiaoyao's or the Ten Sequences', but she still had some renown.
People who dared to target her were rare.
This young figure shrouded in black mist was none other than Jun Wanjie's follower, the Black Cloud Tribe prodigy, Heitu.
"You are... from the Black Cloud Tribe?" Jun Linglong frowned.
Possessing the Seven Apertures Exquisite Heart, she was knowledgeable and recognized Heitu as a member of the Black Cloud Tribe at a glance.
However, she wasn't aware that Heitu was Jun Wanjie's follower.
After all, Jun Linglong didn't pay attention to Jun Wanjie.
"This Clear Mind Spirit Tea, I want it. Do you have any objections?" Heitu's gaze swept over Jun Linglong, carrying a hint of provocation.
Jun Linglong's beautiful eyes flickered with light.
She also realized that this wasn't a coincidence.
Rather, this Black Cloud Tribe prodigy was deliberately provoking and picking a fight.
"Do you know my identity?" Jun Linglong said coolly, exuding noble arrogance.
Only in front of Jun Xiaoyao was she an obedient and attentive maid.
In front of anyone else, she was the high and mighty noble lady of the Jun family.
"As a follower of Lord Wanjie, how could I not know the reputation of Lady Linglong?" Heitu shrugged indifferently and smiled.
"I see." Upon hearing this, Jun Linglong immediately understood.
No wonder this Black Cloud Tribe prodigy was so fearless and even dared to provoke her.
It turned out he had the Fifth Sequence, Jun Wanjie, backing him.
Looking at it this way, Heitu indeed didn't need to fear her.
"This tea is for the Young Master. Do you dare to obstruct?" Jun Linglong's tone was cold.
"Sorry, my lord also wants to drink tea. And don't use the Young Master as a shield. My lord is no weaker than him!" Heitu said coldly.
Just then, a sword light suddenly fell towards Heitu from afar.
At the same time, a cold rebuke came: "Where did this blind fool come from? Let me teach you a lesson on behalf of Jun Wanjie!"
Sensing the fluctuations of that sword light, Heitu's face suddenly changed.
His form abruptly vaporized, turning into a cloud of black mist.
The sword light pierced through the black mist and crashed onto the ground behind.
Heitu then reconsolidated his form, but his face bore a hint of paleness.
Vaporizing into mist was his Black Cloud Tribe's racial talent.
However, each use consumed a great amount of spiritual power.
Not far away, a figure holding a sword in his arms appeared. It was the Tenth Sequence, Jun Zhiangjian.
He had wanted to become Jun Xiaoyao's follower before but was rejected by Jun Xiaoyao.
It was indeed inappropriate for a Sequence to become a follower.
Although he was rejected by Jun Xiaoyao, Jun Zhiangjian now had the mindset of a follower.
He just didn't have the title.
"Tenth Sequence, Jun Zhiangjian, why did you..." Heitu's face was pale, his eyes showing wariness.
If it was just Jun Linglong alone, he naturally wouldn't fear.
Although Jun Linglong was a noble lady, she hadn't reached the level of the Ten Sequences.
But this Jun Zhiangjian was a genuine Sequence.
Although his status and strength were not equal to his lord Jun Wanjie.
But a Sequence was a Sequence, not to be insulted!
Heitu was also full of confusion, wondering why Jun Zhiangjian seemed like Jun Xiaoyao's follower?
"Who gave you the courage to provoke people close to the Young Master? Was it that Jun Wanjie?" Jun Zhiangjian coldly rebuked.
Heitu's face alternated between red and white.
Facing Jun Zhiangjian, he was still somewhat afraid.
And at this moment.
A voice as cold as ice sounded from afar.
"Jun Zhiangjian, you are after all one of the Sequences, yet you're willing to become Jun Xiaoyao's follower. What charm does he have that makes you all willing to submit and serve him?"
Upon hearing this voice, Jun Zhiangjian's face also changed slightly.
This was Jun Wanjie's voice.
Sure enough.
A figure wrapped in lightning divine light arrived from the distant sky. It was Jun Wanjie.
His black hair fluttered, his eyes shooting out three-foot lightning bolts, his whole body manifesting lightning runes, like a thunder god.
"That is... the Jun family's Fifth Sequence, Jun Wanjie?"
"What's going on, is there going to be a conflict?"
"That side seems to be the Jun family's Tenth Sequence Jun Zhiangjian, and Lady Linglong."
"The Yuantian Supreme Secret Realm hasn't opened yet, is the Jun family going to have internal strife?"
Many gazes were drawn to the scene.
"Jun Wanjie, what are you doing?"
Seeing Jun Wanjie's explosive aura, Jun Zhiangjian's brow furrowed.
Jun Wanjie's temper was famously perverse and domineering.
Let alone outsiders, he had even taught lessons to many Jun family members.
"A dignified Jun family Sequence, actually becoming a follower. If you're truly willing to do so, then you might as well give up your Sequence status early!"
After Jun Wanjie spoke, he immediately took action.
As he raised his hand, divine lightning manifested.
He cultivated the Supreme Law, the Tribulation Crossing Heavenly Skill, and had awakened the Lightning Tribulation Battle Body.
Among the three thousand constitutions, it ranked in the top three hundred.
Moreover, this Lightning Tribulation Battle Body was powerful in offense, with terrifying destructive power, far surpassing Ye Xingyun's Star King Body.
Boom!
Jun Wanjie pushed out his palm, and rolling thunder seemed to turn into a flood, crashing towards Jun Zhiangjian and Jun Linglong.
"Not good!"
Jun Zhiangjian hurriedly drew his sword, and brilliant sword light spread out.
Jun Linglong also took action.
However, even with both of them defending together, they could hardly block Jun Wanjie's technique.
With a thunderous boom, both Jun Zhiangjian and Jun Linglong's forms shook, and they retreated several steps.
Jun Zhiangjian was still fine, after all, he was the Tenth Sequence. Although he couldn't match Jun Wanjie, the gap wasn't too big.
But Jun Linglong, whose cultivation was slightly weaker, retreated dozens of steps, her snow-white flawless jade face showing a hint of paleness, with a faint trace of blood at the corner of her lips.
Jun Wanjie glanced over and said coldly, "Consider this a warning today. Tell that Jun Xiaoyao to keep a low profile in the future."
After speaking, Jun Wanjie turned to leave.
No matter what, Jun Zhiangjian and Jun Linglong were still Jun family members. A slight lesson to suppress Jun Xiaoyao's arrogance was enough.
Jun Wanjie didn't intend to seriously injure them.
"My lord's strength is truly unparalleled in the world!"
Seeing Jun Wanjie repel Jun Zhiangjian and Jun Linglong with a wave of his hand, Heitu's eyes showed intense admiration.
He then turned to look at Jun Linglong, the corner of his mouth curling up playfully, "Tell your master, my lord is the pillar and hope of the Jun family's younger generation!"
After saying this, Heitu also left with Jun Wanjie.
At this time, Jun Linglong coughed up another small mouthful of blood.
"You're seriously injured," Jun Zhiangjian said, his tone containing helplessness.
Compared to Jun Wanjie, he was indeed a notch below.
"It's nothing, I still need to buy tea for the Young Master." Jun Linglong hadn't forgotten her task, and bought the Clear Mind Spirit Tea for Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Zhiangjian looked at her with some admiration.
Even at this time, what she thought about was still Jun Xiaoyao's affairs.
However, Jun Zhiangjian also knew that Jun Xiaoyao was not one to swallow his anger silently.
Having offended someone close to him, that Jun Wanjie was likely to face consequences soon.