AWB Chapter 38: Chen Yu, recommended for admission to the Xuan Yun Holy Land!
Chapter 38: Chen Yu, recommended for admission to the Xuan Yun Holy Land!
The current Holy Lord of Xuanyun Holy Land, Daoist Xuanyun.
With his peak cultivation at the Sun Wheel level, he could ensure that all disciples of the Xuan Yun Holy Land would receive fair treatment throughout the entire Ling Yuan Mountain Range.
According to legend, Xuan Yun Daoist had been at the peak of the Sun Wheel realm for decades and had already broken through to the half-step King realm.
In recent years, he has been preparing to break through to the King Realm.
If successful, the Xuan Yun Holy Land will have a King-level expert, and its status will be elevated to another level.
This legendary figure, Gu Jun, actually took on a disciple for Xuan Yun Dao Ren without authorization.
Chen Yue stood at a distance, silently watching what was happening ahead.
"The Holy Son's actions are as unexpected as ever."
Old Sun and Old Wu rushed to Gu Jun's side, their faces turning pale with fright at his words.
Old Sun grabbed Gu Jun's arm and said anxiously, "Your Highness, you mustn't!"
Old Wu also advised, "Holy Son, the Holy Lord is at a crucial stage in his breakthrough to the King Realm. Please don't cause him any trouble. If he blames us, I'm afraid..."
The two men's faces turned ashen; if they really let the Holy Son do as he pleased...
I'm afraid that, given the Holy Lord's affection for His Son, he won't blame him.
But they will definitely be blamed.
If they're unhappy, throw them into Blackwater Cliff to reflect on their actions.
Even if you don't lose a piece of flesh when you get there, you'll still get a lot of skin peeled off.
Upon thinking of this, both experts at the Spirit Mansion Realm level couldn't help but shudder.
Gu Jun narrowed his eyes slightly, after a brief moment of thought.
“Old Sun and Old Wu, you are right. Our Master is at a critical juncture.”
The two exchanged a glance and, seeing that the Holy Son had suddenly come to his senses, breathed a sigh of relief.
"So I decided to take Xiaoyu back to keep Master company."
Gu Jun's words shattered their spirits, leaving them breathless.
"Holy Son..."
"There's no need to persuade me of what I've decided."
Old Sun and Old Wu had no choice but to step aside.
They discussed it in a low voice, asking where to find good quality waterproof clothing, with price being no issue at all.
"So, Xiaoyu, do you want to come with me?"
Xiao Chenyu stood there, unsure of what decision to make.
The heads of the three major families were all extremely polite to Brother Jun.
Xiao Chenyu understood that it must be because of the power behind Brother Jun.
If you go with him, your future will definitely be much brighter than if you stay with the Chen family.
He wanted to become stronger; he wanted to personally kill the spirit beast that had killed his parents.
He had promised his father that he would become the strongest sword cultivator on the Tianyuan Continent.
A middle-aged couple squeezed through the crowd.
"Second Uncle, Second Aunt!" Little Chen Yu called out joyfully.
Without saying a word, the two knelt down before Gu Jun in front of tens of millions of people in Jiangcheng.
"Yu'er, kneel down now!" the man shouted angrily.
"Second Uncle..." Little Chen Yu stood there, stunned.
Upon seeing this, the man glared fiercely at Chen Yu.
Without further ado, Chen Yu knelt down before Gu Jun along with his second uncle and aunt.
"Thank you, Lord Holy Son!"
"Thank you, Lord Holy Son!"
Following his second uncle and aunt's example, Xiao Chenyu kowtowed deeply to Gu Jun.
Seeing this scene, Gu Jun felt a mix of emotions.
"Get up quickly."
At Gu Jun's fingertips, three barely perceptible strands of source energy swiftly drilled into the lower bodies of the three people.
They forcefully straightened their kneeling bodies.
Uncle squatted down and said to Chen Yu earnestly, "Yu'er, it is your good fortune to have been favored by the Holy Son."
"Your second uncle and aunt can't provide you with any cultivation resources, so the Xuan Yun Holy Land is the best place for you."
Before Chen Yu could even speak, his second uncle spoke first again.
"Your Highness, I entrust Yu'er to your care."
Chen Yu's second aunt grabbed him and pushed him forward.
"Xiaoyu, this Holy Son would like to hear your opinion."
Chen Yu saw the reluctance in his second uncle and aunt's eyes, but they resolutely handed him over to Brother Jun.
Whether it's following one's own wishes or the wishes of one's second uncle and aunt.
He absolutely had to go to the Xuan Yun Holy Land.
"Brother Jun, I want to learn real swordsmanship, I want to go back with you!"
Gu Jun immediately agreed, "Okay!"
Old Sun and Old Wu closed their eyes, fell backward, and landed straight on the chair below.
"Two fellow Daoists from the Holy Land, what's wrong with you!"
The Ye and Lin families simultaneously extended their concerned greetings.
"We're fine, we just wanted to go swimming."
The smiles on the faces of the Ye and Lin families instantly froze upon hearing these puzzling words.
Gu Jun said to Chen Zhaowu, "Patriarch Chen, would it be convenient for you to bring a chair so that Xiaoyu can sit next to you?"
"Convenient, of course convenient. Go quickly and bring a chair over!" Chen Zhaowu ordered.
A moment later, a servant from the Chen family brought a chair and placed it next to Gu Jun's seat.
"Xiaoyu, come and sit down," Gu Jun greeted warmly.
Chen Yu was still a little hesitant and embarrassed to go forward.
But then I saw the joyful and relieved smiles on my second uncle and aunt's faces.
Chen Yu mustered his courage and sat down next to Gu Jun.
Directly in front was the Chen family's martial arts arena, flanked by the Ye and Lin families, and behind them stood tens of thousands of people from Jiangcheng.
Even an eight-year-old member of the Chen family can sit next to the Holy Son.
As for Chen Zhaowu, the head of the Chen family, he only dared to stand aside and do his best to entertain him, for fear of displeasing the Holy Son and offending him.
A good attitude will leave a good impression on the Holy Son, which will be beneficial for Chen Ming's future entry into the Xuan Yun Holy Land.
If the Holy Son is offended, then Daoist Xuanyun will be in trouble.
Let alone a small Chen family, even slaughtering the entire Jiangcheng would be an easy thing.
Chen Zhaowu looked at Chen Yu, and to be honest, he was indeed a little envious.
One second ago, he was just an ordinary young member of the Chen family.
The next second, he was spotted by the Holy Son of Xuanyun, who claimed that he would take him back to the Holy Land and hand him over to his master, Daoist Xuanyun.
That person is a powerful figure at the half-step King Realm; with a stomp of his foot, the Lingyuan Mountain Range would tremble.
His eldest son, Chen Ming, could only be guaranteed entry into the outer gate of the Xuan Yun Holy Land under the promise of the Holy Son.
The change of status can happen so quickly; all it takes is a single word from a powerful figure.
Gu Jun took the wooden sword, which was broken in two, from Chen Yu's hand.
"Xiaoyu, this sword is unusable. How about your brother Jun carves a new one for you?"
Chen Yu shook his head vigorously, refusing, "This sword is very important and cannot be replaced."
"In that case, Brother Jun will find you an experienced craftsman to fix it as best he can."
"Really? Brother Jun is such a good person."
Gu Jun unconsciously raised his head a little, feeling a bit carried away by the praise.
"Of course, after all, I have always been a good person."
"Once we reach the Holy Land, Xiaoyu must practice his swordsmanship diligently. The two of us must become the most skilled swordsmen in the Xuan Yun Holy Land!"
"The person who is best at swordsmanship, Brother Jun's statement is a bit strange."
Upon hearing this, Chen Yu sensed that something was wrong.
Gu Jun didn't care at all and laughed heartily, "A true man doesn't concern himself with trifles."