The next day.

Jun Changxiao went to Tianyu Academy again and put the Juying Hall students through harsh training.

Over three days, these spoiled brats were disciplined until they were completely docile. Even the troublemaker Chu Xiunan, as long as he came to the academy, had to sit properly and didn’t dare put his legs on the desk.

Were they really this cowardly?

Not so.

Some direct descendants had returned to their families and reported the abuse, hoping their families would stand up for them. The response they received was—as long as you’re fine.

As long as… you’re fine?

Some family leadership even scolded their own direct descendants harshly, telling them to focus more on martial studies and not cause trouble.

It seemed that way.

It wasn’t that the students were cowardly—their families had turned cowardly!

Sect Master Jun’s arrogant and domineering behavior in dealing with the Ouyang Family—news of this continued to spread widely. The great families were naturally afraid.

Even the Chu Family, first among the Eight Great Families, after learning that Chu Xiunan had been abused several times, showed no reaction whatsoever, completely adopting an attitude of “if you’re abused, you’re abused.”

The Chu Family wasn’t wary of Jun Changxiao himself—they were wary of the two great organizations backing him.

Moreover.

They had received intelligence that when he went to wreck the Ouyang Family’s scene, Princess Honglian had gone to the Public Security Hall, yet the Gold and Silver Protectors never came out and instead remained inside leisurely drinking tea!

There was definitely something fishy about this!

Recalling the City Lord’s drunken words at his birthday banquet years ago, the Chu Family suddenly realized—could this Jun Changxiao possibly become the Royal City’s dragon-riding son-in-law?

Forcibly connecting dots—truly terrifying.

With families unwilling to stand up for them, the Juying Hall students could only accept their fate.

That said.

After the first lesson, being personally guided by Sect Master Jun, they benefited enormously and their martial dao improved to varying degrees.

Unexpectedly.

As long as they continued comprehending their cultivation methods according to the correct guidance, advancing to higher levels would be easy.

Students who had harbored resentment toward Sect Master Jun gradually gained benefits and their attitudes changed—they actually began worshiping him.

If he kept teaching them, breaking through to Martial Grandmaster would be just around the corner!

Unfortunately, Jun Changxiao didn’t come to Tianyu Academy the next day, leaving them quite disappointed.

“Tomorrow is the Culinary Arts Competition, and Instructor Jun’s disciple is also participating. We definitely have to go watch!” Huo Ling said in the academy hall.

Within Juying Hall, the one who most worshiped Jun Changxiao was him.

A student said with some surprise: “That girl not only has high martial dao cultivation but also understands cooking.”

“After all, she’s Ouyang Jun’s daughter. Inheriting the Ouyang Family’s culinary talent is only natural.”

“Since she’s Instructor Jun’s disciple, we definitely need to go support her.”

Because the Culinary Arts Competition had nothing to do with martial dao, its audience rate had always been low.

Liu Wanshi being Jun Changxiao’s disciple piqued the Juying Hall students’ interest, and they decided to go to the competition venue to watch tomorrow.

Martial cultivators within the Royal City were also discussing this matter, with plans to go observe the Culinary Arts Competition.

Mainly because before leaving the Ouyang Family, Liu Wanshi had declared she would use culinary skills to defeat the Ouyang Family’s direct descendants.

The Ouyang Family’s martial dao was so-so, but their culinary arts were renowned far and wide. For a young girl to dare speak such bold words made them particularly curious.

…

Inside the guest room.

Liu Wanshi brought up the freshly made Kung Pao Chicken, smiling: “Sect Master, try this.”

These past two days, she had been continuously researching the Huaxia Recipe Collection, learning many new dishes.

Kung Pao Chicken was a distinctive traditional famous dish from Huaxia, recorded in both Lu Cuisine and Sichuan Cuisine.

“Not bad, not bad.”

After eating a bite, Jun Changxiao praised profusely.

“Hehe.”

Liu Wanshi smiled brilliantly.

However, when she saw Ouyang Jun walk in, she snorted and turned her head to walk out.

“Mister Ouyang.”

Jun Changxiao said: “This is a dish Dudu just made. Come try it too.”

Ouyang Jun walked forward, picked up chopsticks, and gently placed a peanut in his mouth to chew.

From these methodical steps, he was clearly an expert in the way of food.

After carefully savoring, Ouyang Jun’s expression changed again and again before he finally exclaimed in disbelief: “This… this was made by Wanshi?”

At the Ouyang Family, regarding martial dao, he might not be the best, but regarding culinary arts, he was definitely among the elite.

Just one bite of the dish his daughter made caused his heart to be unable to calm down.

“Naturally,” Jun Changxiao said.

Ouyang Jun said with great joy: “I never imagined my daughter had such high culinary attainment!”

Jun Changxiao shook his head: “Only now do you know your daughter has culinary talent. You’re truly an unqualified father.”

Ouyang Jun shamefully lowered his head.

“The road is still long.”

Jun Changxiao said: “Make amends slowly.”

Ouyang Jun cupped his fists: “Thank you, Sect Master Jun, for giving me this chance. I will work hard to be a good father!”

He knew that without Jun Changxiao, he absolutely couldn’t get close to his daughter, much less be taken in and given a chance to make up for his failures as a father.

“How is this dish?”

Jun Changxiao returned to the main topic.

Ouyang Jun had so many words to describe it, but a thousand words would just be padding, so he condensed it into one sentence: “Delicacy of the mortal realm!”

To receive such praise from Southwest Yangzhou’s top chef wasn’t because she was his own daughter.

Jun Changxiao said: “Participating in the Culinary Arts Competition should be a sure thing.”

“Sect Master Jun.”

Ouyang Jun said weakly: “What is this dish called?”

“Kung Pao Chicken.”

“Kung Pao Chicken?”

Ouyang Jun was familiar with various cuisines, but had never heard of this dish.

…

The next day.

East District Plaza in the Royal City—the venue for the Culinary Arts Competition.

The sky had just begun to brighten when quite a few martial cultivators had already gathered.

They were conversing in low voices, three sentences out of ten not leaving the topic of Jun Changxiao wrecking the Ouyang Family’s scene earlier.

Many martial cultivators who hadn’t witnessed the king-level battle at the dueling platform with their own eyes had faces full of regret.

No matter.

The Tiegu Sect’s disciple was also participating in the Culinary Arts Competition.

The Sword-Martial Dual King Jun Changxiao would definitely come, so they could catch a glimpse of his glory then!

With so many martial cultivators gathering early in the morning, most weren’t here to watch the culinary competition but rather to see Sect Master Jun.

Gradually.

The Royal City’s great families and independent cultivators arrived at the plaza. They consciously found suitable viewing areas and quietly waited.

“Not good!”

Someone exclaimed in shock: “The students from Tianyu Academy’s Juying Hall have come too!”

At these words, the entire plaza immediately erupted in commotion.

Many martial cultivators who lived in the city year-round hurriedly made way, their gazes revealing deep wariness.

Juying Hall students weren’t just troublesome at the academy—they were tyrannical outside as well. Wherever they went, there was definitely excitement to watch.

However.

When Chu Xiunan and Huo Ling arrived at the plaza, martial cultivators everywhere were dumbfounded, because this group of arrogant young lords seemed different from before!

How were they different?

The arrogance had vanished from their faces, and that attitude of self-importance had weakened considerably.

It was as if they’d been replaced!

What shocked the martial cultivators even more was that after this group of young lords arrived, they stood in neat formation, like soldiers who had undergone strict training!

What was going on?

Could it be they had all reformed?

Watching the Juying Hall students behave so obediently, everyone had confused expressions.

“Sect Master Jun has arrived!”

Someone shouted loudly.

Instantly, everyone turned to look. They saw Jun Changxiao leading Liu Wanshi walking over from that street corner.

“Instructor Jun!”

The Juying Hall students shouted loudly: “Good morning!”