Just the thought that "losing isn't shameful" immediately earned him a great deal of goodwill from Jun Mo Xie. Thus, he didn't press the matter, smiling faintly, "When did Senior and I ever say we were going to compete? Where did this talk of winning and losing come from? In truth, it was merely that my youthful arrogance was too great, causing me to fail to answer Senior's question, and worse, I may have been outright impertinent. If I am not to blame, then the fault is entirely mine."

"Hmph! Brat, you are the victor, no need to sweeten my face with false praise; winning is winning, losing is losing, there’s nothing to hide about it," Dongfang Wendao growled in anger. "Since you lost, you now have the standing to speak directly to me. My blunt questioning earlier was indeed my fault, and I apologize!"

He snorted, "But I will still find you! When that time comes, we shall have a proper contest of strength!"

"Haha, if that is the case, I shall await you at any time. However, given your transcendent skill, which must surpass mine by at least two or three times, if we were to discuss our true power, I fear I would be utterly annihilated into dust with a mere flick of your wrist," Jun Mo Xie, now intent on forming an alliance, spoke with humility.

"That much is true!" Dongfang Wendao snorted, puffing out his chest grandly. "It’s good you have some sense, brat. If I had truly engaged you in a life-and-death battle—hmph hmph—the consequences would be self-evident. Ah, well, perhaps not entirely. Your movement technique is simply too fast, faster than even mine—no, it’s simply incomparable, ***,"

As he trailed off, Dongfang Wendao couldn't help but sink into dejection again. He knew that against that speed, unless he shamelessly used his Divine Profound cultivation against a mere Jade Profound brat and resorted to a sneak attack, he might have a chance to annihilate the opponent in one strike!

Although he was exceedingly adept at assassination and ambush, for a Divine Profound expert to resort to such tactics against a mere Jade Profound phantom was simply unacceptable; he had to maintain some semblance of face. But, if the brat were prepared, he simply couldn't be killed.

He couldn't even catch him, so what was the point of killing him!

Even those indiscriminate, sweeping ultimate moves always had exploitable weaknesses. Before today, he had always believed those ultimate moves were inescapable, but after witnessing the sheer terror of the boy's speed, Dongfang Wendao no longer possessed that full measure of confidence. At least, not with the same absolute certainty.

Others might not evade them, but this brat... one couldn't be sure.

Jun Mo Xie chuckled inwardly, finding the temperament of this strange man to be surprisingly straightforward and honest.

Dongfang Wenqing stepped forward, clasped his hands, and adopted an amiable demeanor. "Young brother, may I ask your name? And who is your master? That exquisite body movement technique you displayed just now was truly breathtaking."

With this question, both Dongfang Wenjian and Dongfang Wendao turned their gaze, clearly eager for the answer as well.

In their minds, once they knew this boy's name and origins, all their lingering doubts would vanish instantly. Though they had not been active in the martial world for years, they were still quite knowledgeable about some of the world's hidden forces. If not intimately familiar with every detail, they were close to it.

Yet, the three of them had raked through their memories until their heads ached, unable to recall any place or person capable of cultivating a disciple so demonic and monstrous.

Such profound skill at such a young age—that was not something just anyone could nurture!

Thus, all three looked on with keen anticipation. They were prepared for the possibility that the boy might refuse to answer, but if he did, it would surely be the name of some earth-shattering figure, the heir to some world-shaking power! They absolutely could not treat him lightly!

"Hehe, you are too kind, Senior. It is you who possesses such an open mind and profound Xuan skill; I admire you immensely! Furthermore, the noble bearing of all three Seniors—their integrity and character—I hold in the highest regard," Jun Mo Xie offered a few polite words, then considered for a moment, deciding there was no need for concealment. "My surname is Jun, Jun Mo Xie!"

"Ah... ah... uhh..."

"My name is Jun Mo Xie," The moment these five characters left his lips, the effect was extraordinary.

Dongfang Wenqing and Dongfang Wenjian both cried out in shock and instinctively staggered two large steps back, their expressions of astonishment so extreme it was as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

As for the third master, Dongfang Wendao, his eyes flew wide open, his face flushed crimson, his body swaying unsteadily as if heavily intoxicated. He kept sputtering "Ah, ah, uhh, uhh," as if a lump of phlegm were lodged in his throat, threatening suffocation at any moment.

Seeing this reaction, Young Master Jun felt a surge of smugness. Look at this—my famous name has spread so far that even these three Divine Profound experts are so shaken they can barely control themselves! Surely, this is what it means to be renowned to the heavens and praised by the moon! What a rewarding sense of achievement!

Young Master Jun couldn't help but savor the moment...

"You... you said you were who?" Jun Mo... Xie? The Jun from Tianxiang City, the Jun family's... Mo Xie? The Third Young Master of the Jun family?" Dongfang Wenjian asked, his mouth askew, his tone brimming with disbelief. A Divine Profound master, in an instant, had become a stutterer, a testament to the shock that name inflicted!

"That is correct. I am indeed the Third Young Master of the Jun family. Why?" Young Master Jun grew more pleased, tossing his head back jauntily, striking a pose that others might find irritating but which he felt was quite dashing.

"You are truly Little Three Jun? Then Jun... Jun Zhantian is your grandfather? Jun... Jun Wuyi is your uncle? Is that truly correct?" Dongfang Wendao finally managed to catch his breath in one go, his eyes wide as copper bells, breathing in sharp gasps, rolling his eyes wildly, looking as if he might faint at any second...

Jun Mo Xie became even more smug, nodding reservedly: "Precisely!"

It seems the prestige of our Jun family is indeed extraordinary, to shock even Divine Profound experts like this. Truly, a great achievement! Be modest, be modest; act reserved, act reserved; don't be so flamboyant—Jun Mo Xie constantly reminded himself.

"Hhh... hhh... hhh..." The three Divine Profound experts gasped in unison, their eyes wide, their bodies trembling slightly as they looked at Jun Mo Xie with gazes that seemed to simultaneously crave swallowing him whole and cling to him with overwhelming affection, wishing to hold him in their arms...

"You... you... what are you... going to do?" Jun Mo Xie finally sensed something was terribly wrong. He thought, Do these three have some strange fetish? Why do their gazes look so terrifying? This thought made his hair stand on end, his skin prickle, and he shivered, forcing himself to remain calm as he asked.

"What... we... are... going... to... do?" Dongfang Wendao puffed out his cheeks, his eyes bulging like a goldfish's, speaking word by word through gritted teeth: "You ask what we're going to do, ** your Third Uncle 3,600 times over! I... I am your Third Maternal Uncle! You little bastard, how dare you have the gall to stab your Third Uncle like that!?"

"Damn it! I am your ancestor! What kind of nonsense is this! How dare you take advantage of me! You even want to mess with my Third Uncle! Believe it or not, I'll kill you right now!" Jun Mo Xie immediately flared up. This was outrageous talk, even for insults! Did they think they were so great just because there were three Divine Profound experts?

"I curse your grandmother, you little whelp, how dare you curse me..." Dongfang Wendao instantly surged forward in a rage, but before he finished his sentence, he was struck twice by resounding slaps that sent him sprawling onto the ground, face down. His temples burned from the impact, and simultaneously, a roar like thunder erupted beside both ears: "What nonsense were you spouting just now?! You utter scoundrel!"

Dongfang Wendao instantly realized the terrible words he had just uttered. Jun Mo Xie's maternal grandmother... that was his own mother! How could he curse her? He clutched his head with a pained look, daring not to utter another sound.

Dongfang Wenqing turned to Jun Mo Xie with agitation: "Mo Xie, actually, actually, I am your Eldest Maternal Uncle."

Jun Mo Xie was utterly dumbfounded...

Just now your brother claimed to be my Third Uncle, and now you're claiming to be my Eldest Uncle? Did you all just take turns trying to fool me?

Three Divine Profound Great Deceivers?

"Even if you have a thousand or ten thousand reasons to doubt, you must at least know your mother's surname?" Dongfang Wenqing's hands trembled slightly, faint tears glistening in his eyes, his voice thick with emotion: "Your mother's maiden name was Dongfang Wenxin, she was our youngest sister... I am your Eldest Maternal Uncle, Dongfang Wenqing!"

"This is your Second Maternal Uncle, Dongfang Wenjian. The one who just sparred with you was truly your Third Maternal Uncle, Dongfang Wendao."

Jun Mo Xie felt the world spinning.

Holy hell! Could it be this coincidental?

These three Divine Profound Great Deceivers are my actual, biological uncles?!

Three Divine Profound Uncles?!

Having inherited this body, Jun Mo Xie had naturally familiarized himself thoroughly with its past. Although he had always been puzzled that his maternal grandparents' family had never contacted the Jun family, he vaguely knew it stemmed from events long ago; his father and second uncle had been schemed against and died unexpectedly in battle, and his mother had fallen gravely ill, was taken back to her family home, and news of her death followed soon after.

Regarding the events of that time, although Jun Mo Xie had investigated extensively, he still knew little, but he had never given up, always searching in secret for the underlying causes. In his heart, since he had inherited this body and accepted this family, he bore the responsibility and obligation to contribute to this family's well-being.

The matters of that year were like a huge, shifting fog, never completely clear. What conspiracies were hidden within, and who were the true masterminds? Jun Mo Xie did not believe it was merely limited to Fengxue Silver City.

Therefore, he had been secretly collecting information, thread by thread; if necessary, he would visit Fengxue Silver City, and he would visit the God-Bestowed Empire. The Yu Tang Empire, too. But the Tianxiang Empire was where Jun Mo Xie had the most significant suspects.

This was one of the reasons Jun Mo Xie had suddenly decided to support Yang Mo that day, even if it meant getting entangled in the struggle for imperial power within the Tianxiang Empire.

Otherwise, what business did it have with me, Jun Mo Xie, whether the sons of your Tianxiang Emperor were capable or wasteful? With me, Jun Mo Xie, present, could you possibly harm the Jun family? Hmph, before you even make a move, I’d sneak over tonight and lop off your head! I might not be able to kill a Divine Profound expert right now, but as long as you yourself are not a Divine Profound expert, whether you are an Emperor or guarded by Divine Profound experts, I can definitely take you down!

(Hehe, to be honest, I got overly emotional yesterday, and I apologize for making you all angry and worried. I should try not to do that again, hehe. But truly, the way I conduct myself in life and in my work is never sneaky; I don't strive or fight for anything, just quietly writing to earn my manuscript fees. I don't know much about external affairs, hehe. But if someone provokes me, I never back down. If Brother insults someone, it must be right to their face; that's satisfying. Gossiping behind backs is boring and beneath me. If I hit someone, the fist must land on flesh to count as a strike, hehe.)

(I write Xie Jun with great joy. Perhaps it's related to my own personality. In life, I am somewhat lawless, I follow my own path, and I am quite unrestrained; doing whatever I please is very comfortable. Haha. Let me reiterate: I write web novels, fast-food fiction. My skill level is too low. I truly cannot write Dream of the Red Chamber or the Four Great Classical Novels; I am neither Cao Xueqin nor Leo Tolstoy—well, I won't list any more. For those who wish to curse or attack, please show some self-respect.)

(Yesterday after cursing someone, ah, I admit, I was a bit rough, but I felt immensely satisfied! My heart felt clear and refreshed! So refreshing! Today when I went out to buy steamed buns, I was standing by the stall in my elegant manner, still savoring the feeling. I overheard two youths discussing something nearby. One said: "Look at that guy, he's such a poser!" The other glanced at me, his eyes showing a mix of jealousy and admiration, and replied: "You're wrong. He's not posing! Look at that aura, that bearing; he's genuinely handsome..." So, I felt quite proud, picked up my four buns, tossed out a one-yuan coin, and generously said: "No need for change"; then I gracefully floated back away.)