NOVEL NEXT Chapter 34 - Beat The Younger Ones and The Older Ones Come
Jun Jiuxiao’s teasing gaze swept over the faces of the Ji family members before finally resting on Ji Yuexi and Ji Hao.
“How useful were my maid’s spirit bone and fire spirit body?”
Jun Jiuxiao’s words sent shockwaves through the crowd.
“What? Ji Hao’s Spirit Bone and Ji Yuexi’s Fire Spirit Body belong to the maid behind the Holy Son?” someone exclaimed in shock.
A voice from the crowd said, “Previously, Ji Hao and Ji Yuexi had ordinary talents. Suddenly, one got a spirit bone, and the other a fire spirit body.”
The speaker couldn’t be identified, but everyone who heard this understood. It was likely true – one had excavated someone’s spirit bone, the other had stolen a spirit body, and the mother and father were still pretending to be loving parents. The whole family was disgusting.
“No, no, it’s not like that. This fire spirit body is my own,” Ji Yuexi muttered in panic.
Ji Hao remained silent with a grim face, feeling exposed and embarrassed under the disdainful gazes of the crowd, as if he were standing naked before everyone.
Lin Su saw her worst fear come true. Losing face was minor; she was afraid Jun Jiuxiao might take back the spirit bone and fire spirit body.
Lin Su looked at Ji Lingtian, who was still secretly rejoicing, and slowly walked to his side. She transmitted a message: “The spirit bone and fire spirit body have perfectly fused with Hao’er and Yuexi. If Lanqing insists on taking them back, it might be more trouble than it’s worth.”
She paused, then added, “With the Xuantian Holy Son as her backer, it doesn’t matter whether Lanqing has the spirit bone and spirit body or not.”
Hearing this, Ji Lingtian said, “The fire spirit body and spirit bone belong to Yuexi and Hao’er, don’t worry.”
Lin Su felt slightly relieved hearing Ji Lingtian’s answer, but since he was useless, she still needed to think of other solutions.
After Elder Pu’s first slap, Ji Heng had already sent a message to his elder brother, Ji Zhi, the Ji family patriarch.
Ji Zhi arrived quickly, making a grand entrance and immediately exerting his Saint King realm pressure.
Those with lower cultivation levels had already knelt down.
Jun Jiuxiao protected Ji Lanqing, who remained unaffected.
After a while, Ji Zhi felt he had sufficiently displayed his power and withdrew his pressure.
“Nephew Jiuxiao, why didn’t you inform your uncle in advance of your visit to our Ji family? These few who don’t understand etiquette have been poor hosts, truly discourteous.”
Ji Zhi immediately positioned himself as Jun Jiuxiao’s elder.
He was still looking for his brother Ji Heng and had no idea that the pig-headed figure lying on the ground was his own brother.
“I’m an orphan with no relatives except my master. My uncle has been dead for over a hundred years,” Jun Jiuxiao continued to show no respect to Ji Zhi.
The crowd was no longer surprised by Jun Jiuxiao’s arrogant behavior.
Upon hearing Jun Jiuxiao’s words, Ji Zhi’s face darkened. Then he heard his nephew Ji Yu say that Ji Heng had been beaten to a pig-head state by Jun Jiuxiao’s protector.
Looking at the pig-headed figure on the ground, Ji Zhi recognized the attire and hairstyle of his brother.
Ji Zhi, enraged, immediately attacked Jun Jiuxiao. Elder Pu stepped in front of him but was pushed back by Ji Zhi.
After all, Elder Pu was only at the half-step Holy King realm, while Ji Zhi was already in the Mid-Holy King realm.
Elder Pu transmitted a message to Jun Jiuxiao saying, “Holy Son, I can’t defeat this person.”
“Understood,” Jun Jiuxiao replied calmly.
After Ji Zhi took action, he calmed down and did not continue to take action. Noting that Jun Jiuxiao’s protector was only at the half-step Holy King realm, he dismissed him as unworthy of attention.
Seeing only a half-step Holy King, a late-stage Self-Severing, and an insignificant Blood Tempering realm maid, Ji Zhi became emboldened.
He said, “Why did the Xuantian Holy Son disrupt our clan genius’s banquet without reason and injure my brother Ji Heng? Today, if the Holy Son doesn’t give me an explanation, neither I nor the Ji clan will let this go.”
Hearing this, the Ji family disciples behind him changed their submissive attitude and joined Ji Zhi in demanding an explanation from Jun Jiuxiao.
Lin Su completely relaxed. With the family patriarch present, Jun Jiuxiao’s arrogance would be restrained, and Yuexi and Hao’er’s spirit body and spirit bones would be preserved.
After all, Yuexi and Hao’er were Ji Zhi’s niece and nephew, while Ji Lanqing was just an outsider. It was obvious who the patriarch would favor.
Jun Jiuxiao still had an indifferent expression and said impatiently, “How annoying. Beat the younger ones and the older ones come. Beat the older ones and even older ones come. Has your Ji family completely lost all face?”
The crowd agreed with this sentiment. The Ji family was indeed so shameless. They cast strange glances at the Ji family members.
Some who didn’t fear the Ji family even stared directly at Ji Zhi, angering him. Although his clan was indeed like this, it shouldn’t be said out loud.
Ji Zhi shouted angrily, “Xuantian Holy Son, I gave you a chance, but you didn’t cherish it. Don’t blame this old man now.”
He then launched a full-force attack on Jun Jiuxiao, sending Elder Pu flying and severely injuring him.
A half-step Holy King was still no match for a genuine Holy King. Naturally, he couldn’t withstand a full-power attack.
As Ji Zhi was about to strike again, Ji Lanqing, worried for Jun Jiuxiao, wanted to shield him once more, even if just to buy him a second.
Jun Jiuxiao stopped her, looking mockingly at Ji Zhi as if he were a clown in his eyes.
Ji Zhi was trembling with anger at Jun Jiuxiao’s gaze and said, “Xuantian Holy Son, your protector has already been injured by me. There’s no one left to protect you. Kneel and beg for mercy now, and I might consider sparing you.”
As he spoke, Ji Zhi grew increasingly arrogant, his face showing some conceit. Jun Wuqi, you may have suppressed your peers, but now your disciple can only kneel and beg me for a chance to survive.
Everyone held their breath, waiting to see what Jun Jiuxiao would do—beg for his life or stubbornly… seek death.
Jun Jiuxiao coldly replied with a few words, “Ji family patriarch, if you’re sick, go get treatment. Stop daydreaming.”
Ji Zhi laughed in extreme anger and said, “Good, good, good. Xuantian Holy Son, let’s see if your mouth is tougher or my fist.”
He threw a powerful punch at Jun Jiuxiao. The timid people closed their eyes, unwilling to see what was about to happen.