“Sect Master Jun.”
In the guest room, that middle-aged man cupped his fists. “Do you have time to visit Tianyu Academy?”
Jun Changxiao was a bit confused.
He’d just checked in, and people from Tianyu Academy had already found him—what was this situation?
“Tomorrow then.” Jun Changxiao said.
After rushing along the road for so many days, he was somewhat tired and wanted to rest properly for one night.
The middle-aged man said, “In that case, I’ll take my leave first.”
After leaving the room, he shook his head. “How many people would be honored to receive a personal invitation from the academy, yet he insists on waiting until tomorrow.”
The people from Tianyu Academy had just left when Elder Zhou from the Certification General Hall arrived.
“Sect Master Jun.”
He cupped his fists with a smile. “Do you have time to visit the Certification General Hall?”
Jun Changxiao’s mouth twitched slightly.
Were these people’s eyes constantly fixed on him? He’d barely entered the Royal City, and they’d all come one after another!
“Elder Zhou.”
Jun Changxiao said, “Tomorrow then.”
“Very well.” Elder Zhou didn’t wish to disturb him further and took his leave.
“My goodness!”
“Isn’t that Elder Zhou!”
“Why is he also coming out of that high-end guest room?”
“Could there be some important dignitary staying inside?”
First Tianyu Academy, then the Certification General Hall visiting the same guest room—this made the martial cultivators in the inn discuss among themselves.
“Shopkeeper Tian.”
A martial practitioner walked to the counter. “Who’s staying on the second floor?”
The shopkeeper said, “No comment.”
Those running an inn would naturally keep guest identities confidential.
This only made the martial practitioners even more curious—who exactly was staying in that guest room?
…
The next day.
Jun Changxiao walked out full of energy.
However, as soon as he opened the door and stood in the corridor, countless gazes fell upon him.
“Looks unfamiliar.”
“Seems to be a young junior—how could he alarm both Tianyu Academy and the Certification General Hall?”
Everyone discussed in low voices, their gazes showing disappointment.
Jun Changxiao ignored them, knocking on Liu Wanshi’s guest room door. “Girl, let’s go out to eat.”
“Mm-hmm!”
After washing up, Liu Wanshi followed the Sect Master down from the second floor.
The two casually ate something in the first-floor dining hall, then left the inn.
Liu Wanshi had learned several dishes yesterday but lacked ingredients, so she needed to go to the general store to purchase them.
Jun Changxiao also wanted to see the Royal City’s martial arts market, so he went along.
The Royal City’s martial arts marketplace was extremely large.
Herb shops, pill shops, weapon shops, crystal core shops—stores related to martial arts were too numerous to count.
On the streets, there were also quite a few martial cultivators purchasing various resources.
After walking for just a short while, Jun Changxiao spotted many high-grade Martial Ancestor level experts, and among them were actually Martial Kings!
Truly worthy of being the Royal City—masters were as common as clouds!
Liu Wanshi entered a general store while Jun Changxiao casually strolled around.
“The herbs and seeds here should be quite good.” With this thought, he entered an herb shop.
Indeed.
The herb shop in the Royal City, whether in variety or quality of medicinal materials, far surpassed the Ai Family’s offerings.
Jun Changxiao needed large quantities of materials to refine mid-grade Qi Gathering Pills, so whether herbs or seeds, as long as they had them, he bought them all.
In the end, the bill came to nearly ten million!
“So expensive.”
Jun Changxiao pulled out banknotes to pay, immediately stunning the customers selecting herbs.
“Spending so much money on such ordinary herbs and seeds—is there something wrong with his brain?”
“Probably some rich second-generation kid from out of town showing off his wealth.”
As everyone discussed, Jun Changxiao had already left the herb shop.
You all think there’s something wrong with my brain or that I’m showing off wealth, but little do you know that once these are refined into Qi Gathering Pills, even a thousand gold pieces couldn’t buy them.
“Right.”
Jun Changxiao murmured, “If I opened a beast feed shop in the Royal City, wouldn’t the profits be even greater?”
The system said, “Selling fodder in the Royal City—Host, aren’t you embarrassed?”
“As long as there’s money to be made, even selling manure isn’t embarrassing!” Jun Changxiao said.
“…” The system said.
“Someone’s fighting at the general store!” Suddenly, a martial cultivator shouted at the top of his lungs.
“Daring to fight in the marketplace—isn’t that courting death?”
“Come on! Let’s go watch!”
Sect Master Jun frowned, because Dudu was also at the general store.
…
At the general store.
At this moment, many materials were scattered on the ground, and the shopkeeper was cowering behind the counter in fright.
A young man dressed in brocade clothing was covering his stomach as he lay on the ground, his face showing some ferocity—clearly he’d been beaten.
Who hit him? Liu Wanshi!
At this moment, she clenched her fists, her eyes full of fury.
Liu Wanshi usually always wore a cheerful smile—she rarely got this angry.
“You bastard!”
Several young men hurriedly helped him up, one of them angrily saying, “You actually dared to strike and injure Sixth Cousin!”
Liu Wanshi gritted her teeth. “Call me a bastard one more time, and see if I don’t beat you too!”
The little loli looked quite scary when she got fierce.
“Hmph!”
That person said coldly, “No wonder you dared come back—turns out you’ve been cultivating martial arts outside. But no matter how high your cultivation, you’re still just a bastard in the end!”
This guy spoke very offensively.
Liu Wanshi truly couldn’t endure it anymore and walked over with clenched fists.
Though the young man was apprehensive, he still forced himself to appear calm. “If you dare strike again in the Royal City, even Fourth Uncle won’t be able to save you!”
“Smack.”
Suddenly, a hand rested on his shoulder.
The young man looked stunned and turned his head to look.
Behind him, at some unknown point, stood a young man about his own age.
“Sect Master…” Liu Wanshi couldn’t stop her tears from flowing.
Jun Changxiao saw this and felt pain in his heart. He said in a deep voice, “They’re from the Ouyang Family?”
“That’s right!”
The young man raised his eyebrows.
Jun Changxiao directly pressed him to the ground and began stomping frantically on his back with his foot.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The martial practitioners gathered outside the general store immediately widened their eyes!
In just a brief moment, the Ouyang Family legitimate heir who had called Liu Wanshi a bastard was stomped until he foamed at the mouth and passed out.
The other two legitimate heirs turned pale with fright and, disregarding their injured companion, immediately ran away.
Swish!
Swish!
Sect Master Jun reached out with both hands and directly grabbed the two of them.
Regardless of whether they had bullied Liu Wanshi or not, he pressed them to the ground and began trampling them madly again.
“Stop!”
Just then, a shout came from outside the general store.
“It’s the patrol envoy!”
“Fighting in the Royal City is definitely a serious crime!”
“And he beat members of the Ouyang Family’s legitimate line!”
Everyone quickly made way, and a middle-aged man in armor led over twenty soldiers to surround the general store.
Bang!
Bang!
Jun Changxiao continued stomping away with each foot.
The patrol envoy frowned upon seeing this, then entered the general store and shouted to stop him. “Unauthorized brawling within the city violates the law. Quickly stop, or else…”
Bang—
Before he could finish speaking, he was sent flying out from inside.
All the onlookers were shocked.
That guy even dared to strike the patrol envoy—was he tired of living!
Swish!
Swish!
Just then, two martial practitioners leaped down from afar in several bounds, landing in front of the general store.
Both had profound auras—their cultivation levels were both Martial King!
The white-haired elder said in a deep voice, “Ignorant brat who knows not the height of heaven nor the depth of earth, you actually dare harm the legitimate heirs of my Ouyang Family!”
Jun Changxiao stopped his assault, dragged the two legitimate heirs who had been trampled nearly into dead dogs, and walked out, saying indifferently, “This lord not only wants to trample your family’s legitimate heirs, but also wants to trample you two rotten old geezers.”
“Arrogant!”
The two Martial Kings shouted coldly.
“Patrol Envoy!”
The white-haired elder said, “This boy has harmed the legitimate heirs of my Ouyang Family. May this old man strike back?”
The patrol envoy struggled to stand up, covering his chest. “You may!”
“Boy!”
The white-haired elder’s Martial King aura burst forth as he said coldly, “This old man will discipline you properly on behalf of your parents!”
Just as he was about to strike, an incomparably cold and fierce aura permeated the air.
“Not good!”
The white-haired martial artist’s expression changed dramatically, and then he found himself unable to move even an inch.
Jun Changxiao walked over, his gaze cold. “You’re not qualified to discipline this lord.”