, Double Update: Dare Not Open the Computer Again: A torrential downpour, lightning striking as thickly as hairs on end, one bolt after another, each one hitting the ground; I certainly don't wish for transmigration... ) "Isn't that the truth? A young man of this level of cultivation, arriving in the Southern Heaven to aid in battle at such a critical juncture, is basically coming here to die.

Facing so many high-level Xuan Beasts, a mere Jade Xuan or Earth Xuan stands almost no chance of survival. If that's not courting death, what is it? To put it more bluntly, just as you said, he's cannon fodder!" Dongfang Wenjian smiled mercilessly.

"Mo Xie, you must never think that just because your movement technique is exquisite, if you were thrown into the Xuan Beast tide and surrounded from all sides, even the most clever footwork would be useless! Therefore, you absolutely must not act recklessly, and under no circumstances leave the sight of us three!" "But this young man is at most twenty-five or twenty-six, isn't he? He has clearly reached the peak of the Jade Xuan realm, perhaps only one step away from entering Earth Xuan; for someone of his age and cultivation, he is an incredibly rare genius!

Which family wouldn't treasure such talent? Why would the Baili family be willing to let such a young man go to his death? Wouldn't that be too great a waste?" Jun Mo Xie asked, perplexed.

"The reason, once spoken, is worthless—it’s exceedingly simple. Because this person is not a direct descendant of the Baili Noble Family; he is illegitimate!" Dongfang Wenqing smiled with a hint of regret. "This man is named Baili Luoyun; he is a peerless genius from the Baili Noble Family.

Most Xuan Qi families will, at the birth of a child, have their highest-cultivated member comb the infant's meridians. This serves two purposes: first, to reduce future ailments, and second, to lay a foundation for cultivating Xuan Arts." "When Baili Luoyun was born, no one performed this rite for him, yet he still began cultivating Xuan Qi at the age of three, broke through the Ninth Grade of Xuan Qi by ten, and reached the peak of the Silver Grade by fifteen, achieving the Gold Grade realm. At twenty-two, he broke through the Gold Grade again, becoming a Jade Xuan Martial Artist; looking at his current cultivation, he is indeed at the peak of the Jade Xuan realm!

Among the younger generation, he is already recognized as the foremost genius! Few can compare to his innate potential. Of course, you are not included in that count; reaching the Jade Xuan realm and being able to fight, and even win a move against a Divine Xuan expert—you, my boy, are a true demonic talent!" , , Such an outstanding talent, even if not a direct descendant, should not suffer this kind of treatment, should he?

Even if he isn't the primary heir, he is still of the Baili family bloodline. Even if he cannot be the family head, he should at least be a rare master among the younger generation of the Baili family. Given his age and current progress, it’s not hard to imagine he will certainly enter the Heaven Xuan realm within ten years, perhaps even reaching the Divine Xuan realm within thirty!

Would the Baili family really abandon such a rare genius just because he is illegitimate? Their actions seem utterly unwise!" Jun Mo Xie was even more astonished upon hearing this. Such a thing was utterly incomprehensible and unimaginable to him.

One must realize that such an outstanding, young cultivation genius with limitless potential—let alone for ordinary martial arts families—even extraordinary domains like Ice Snow Silver City or Blood Soul Villa would find him unparalleled. Perhaps across the entire Profound Profound Continent, one might struggle to find several. Any family possessing such a genius would cherish him like a treasure.

If nothing else, seeing the adoration shown to Young Master Jun by the three Eastern Elders, one could easily understand! "It's not entirely for that reason; the fundamental reason lies with his father. His father is the romantic outcome of his grandfather raping a serving maid while drunk, and, maddeningly, he was the eldest son.

Yet, the Baili family never acknowledged their status! They were suppressed in every way within the family. By the time it reached him, the blood tie was even more diluted.

The greater his talent and the faster his cultivation advanced, the more brutally he was suppressed. For someone of his awkward status, father and son were practically equivalent to servants in the noble family, sometimes even less favored than some pampered maids. Thus, his desire for vengeance became exceptionally strong.

Especially after his Xuan Art successfully advanced to the Jade Xuan realm, a chance event occurred: he did something:" Dongfang Wenqing’s face showed pity: "Actually, he didn't initiate the matter; the process was simple. He severely taught a lesson to several young masters from the main line who came to cause trouble at his residence! And he was exceptionally ruthless in his actions.

This enraged them. Although his Xuan Cultivation was far quicker and superior to those direct disciples whose cultivation was boosted by external forces and who had their meridians conditioned since childhood, he lost any status he might have held in the Baili family. , , , , The only reason he wasn't killed on the spot that time was because the Baili family showed some consideration for blood ties.

But now that he is here, it’s clear that certain members of the Baili family have no intention of letting him live. This trip to the Southern Heaven is undoubtedly a perfect opportunity to borrow a knife to kill someone!" , "So that's how it is!" Jun Mo Xie let out a long sigh of relief. He murmured, "Baili...

Luoyun..." His eyes flickered, wondering what he was thinking. "However, in our view, this action by the Baili family is self-destructive. Just as Mo Xie judged, this boy’s innate talent is extraordinary, perhaps only half a step inferior to yours.

I believe that with thirty to fifty years, another Supreme expert might arise!" "One must know that within a noble family, especially a martial arts family, the emergence of a Supreme-level expert can instantly elevate them beyond their original scope, instantly ascending them to the rank of a super-force! This is a qualitative leap!" "Blood Soul Villa and Wind Snow Silver City are precisely such examples. Such an opportunity rarely appears even once in several centuries or over a dozen generations for any noble family.

For the Baili family to let such an opportunity slip away truly makes me feel regretful, and even more so, bewildered. I wonder if the Baili family is too short-sighted, or if they fear Baili Luoyun's future achievements and potential revenge? Or perhaps there is another reason?" Dongfang Wenqing shook his head and chuckled: "However, while it is a pity, it ultimately has little bearing on us.

If this emerging great master is eliminated, it is certainly better news for our various major families—something everyone would welcome. After all, the rise of every hero is bound to tread upon the corpses of countless enemies; the final ascent of every powerhouse is always stained with blood! And as the nine great families listed together, even if we aren't mortal enemies, we are certainly potential competitors..." Just then, people from the various major families began descending from the heights, with the leading figure walking toward the council hall.

Dongfang Wenqing glanced from afar and said, "I'll accompany your third uncle inside first; otherwise, those scoundrels from Wind Snow Silver City will start their cold sarcasm. With me here, they won't dare to get too presumptuous." He smiled faintly and departed swiftly. A moment later, he was seen pushing Jun Wuyi's wheelchair as they headed inside.

Watching his Third Uncle in the wheelchair, Jun Mo Xie suddenly thought: Third Uncle's legs are healed; I just wonder when he will truly stand up from that chair? When will the Blood Robe General once again stand tall before the world, displaying his magnificent bearing? And all of this depends on strength—supreme strength!

Strength equals... talent... With this realization, Jun Mo Xie strode forward purposefully, walking toward Baili Luoyun, who was standing below.

Meanwhile, the Baili family contingent had already returned. The three of them walked into their tent chatting and laughing, not sparing so much as a glance for Baili Luoyun standing by the entrance. As for the leader, Baili Xiongfeng, he entered the council hall with an impassive, straight-ahead gaze.

Baili Luoyun looked up at the noisy dust and smoke in the sky with eyes full of bitter amusement: Even in such a chaotic scene, how many more days can I watch this? Is being torn apart by ten thousand beasts my only destiny? Baili Luoyun knew perfectly well in his heart why the family had sent him out on this mission.

"If Luoyun does not die, the Baili family will not be at peace!" This was the assessment given by the father of that young master in the family—the current head of the Baili family. And ever since breaking through the Ninth Grade at ten, he had lived under this immense shadow! Sometimes he found it ironic.

In other families, any child showing even the slightest talent would receive the family's full support and cultivation. But his talent was evident to everyone, so why this treatment in the Baili family? Moreover, this time, fearing he might flee privately, they didn't hesitate to threaten him with his father's life to force him to participate in the war in the Southern Heaven.

Why? Every time he asked his father, his father would evade, always stopping short of a full explanation. The most telling remark was the one spoken that one time: "Alas, Luoyun, your desire for revenge is too strong.

Knowing some things now would not be good for you." Strong desire for revenge? "Did I want to cause trouble? If I hadn't been pushed to the absolute limit, would I have reacted so recklessly without considering the consequences?

All those past incidents are right before my eyes. As long as one is a man, facing such things, wouldn't one resist?! Are there other hidden details I don't know about?" If I survive this time, upon my return, I must uncover all the mysteries!

Baili Luoyun's expression remained indifferent as he prepared to turn and enter the tent. They might not take him seriously, but in his heart, did he ever consider them family? For them, the sooner he died, the better.

But for him, wasn't it the same? Just then, he noticed a youth walking towards him. Though he didn't recognize him, he knew the newcomer was Jun Mo Xie, rumored to be a dissolute, spoiled second-generation aristocrat, much like certain people in his own family.

He didn't need a second glance to know Jun Mo Xie was coming for him. The direction of Jun Mo Xie's approach was purposeful. Not to mention, the young man's eyes were fixed on him with a look of "peculiar interest." "Baili Luoyun?" Jun Mo Xie tilted his head, sizing him up.

"Jun Mo Xie? Young Master Jun the Third?" Baili Luoyun's face maintained its usual aloofness as he watched the suddenly approaching youth, showing neither surprise nor pleasure. He didn't even bother to guess why the other party was seeking him out.

"Find a place to talk? Follow me." Jun Mo Xie extended an invitation. Although the wording sought agreement, the tone was affirmative, even carrying a slight hint of command.

As an aloof assassin from a past life, although his temperament had changed subtly in this life, he knew exactly what approach to take with such an arrogant and solitary person. When dealing with people like this, one should never rely on them making the first move. Even if they desire it intensely, such people keep their mouths tightly shut—because Young Master Jun, the great killer, was precisely that kind of person.

Only by taking absolute control of every situation, holding the absolute initiative, will the other party subconsciously move according to your arrangements. Even if they feel resentment, their unwillingness to concede or admit defeat will compel them to follow your rhythm. This is because they need to neutralize the disadvantage and seek a qualification for an equal dialogue, or at least a chance for one!

"We're not close. I won't talk!" Baili Luoyun said coolly and turned to enter the tent. That tent he inwardly despised as much as they did.

"I heard you are one of the foremost Xuan Qi geniuses of this age. Don't tell me you're afraid to talk!?" Jun Mo Xie took a step closer. Baili Luoyun’s rigid frame suddenly paused.

"Legend says you are only twenty-six now? Already at the peak of Jade Xuan? And you dare not speak with me?

Afraid I'll set a trap for you?" Jun Mo Xie chuckled. Baili Luoyun abruptly turned back. His face remained expressionless, his eyes strangely calm as he looked quietly at the young man.

"So the rumors were wrong! That's not surprising; eight out of ten rumors are untrustworthy." Jun Mo Xie turned and started walking away, leaving behind the parting shot: "With only this much courage, I shouldn't have bothered coming." The direction Jun Mo Xie walked was not back to his own tent, but toward the outer perimeter. Footsteps sounded behind him.

Baili Luoyun quietly followed, neither rushing nor lagging. A flash of triumph crossed Jun Mo Xie's eyes. If he had asked, "Want to talk?

Why not?" Baili Luoyun would have already returned to his tent for a long sleep by now—he certainly wouldn't be following him. Young Master Jun never looked back, instead quickening his pace, his movement technique terrifyingly fast. Baili Luoyun kept pace steadily, neither too close nor too far behind.

Two youths, both having reached the Jade Xuan realm, chased one after the other. Since everyone’s attention was fixed on the council hall, neither noticed these two equally outstanding young men... Jun Mo Xie gradually accelerated, faster and faster, until he seemed to be flying above the ground, slowly widening the distance...

A look of astonishment and surprise appeared in Baili Luoyun’s usually indifferent eyes; he hadn't expected that notoriously reckless Young Master to be faster than him! Though he refused to admit defeat, no matter how hard he exerted himself, he couldn't catch up, nor could he close the distance by even an inch. Instead, it kept increasing!

In this contest of speed, he had lost! Though unwilling to admit it, Baili Luoyun clearly understood that this youth, though younger than him, far surpassed him. At least, in terms of speed, that was the case!

About ten miles outside the city, on a secluded small mound, Jun Mo Xie walked up alone and sat down without any pretense, patting the grass beside him: "Sit." There was no reply. Baili Luoyun remained standing straight as a javelin. He was accustomed to prolonged tension and would not allow himself a single moment of slackness!

Because in his family, the so-called "cousins" of his generation were all desperately eager for him to die! He was long accustomed to this state of high alert! Yet, deep within his eyes, a sliver of admiration had begun to form.

"Your purpose?" This was Baili Luoyun speaking, frugal with his words. He was never accustomed to long speeches; everything remained in his mind. Asking the first question showed deference to Young Master Jun's exceptional skill—a youth younger than himself, yet whose cultivation was in no way inferior.

"You came here to die, didn't you?" Jun Mo Xie didn't turn back. From the moment they left the training ground until now, Jun Mo Xie hadn't looked back, seemingly confident that Baili Luoyun would follow, and had to follow, certainly unable to surpass him. This, of course, was the aspect that most unsettled Baili Luoyun.

"What business is it of yours?" Baili Luoyun remained indifferent. "It truly has nothing to do with me. If you die, at least your stench won't pollute my family's soil," Jun Mo Xie smiled.

"But I am curious, why did you come, knowing this trip was meant for your death?" "That has even less to do with you!" Baili Luoyun showed a touch of anger. What was this kid trying to say with all this rambling? "It seems someone threatened you?" Jun Mo Xie pondered.

"And threatened you using the person you care about most? Yes, it must be that. Otherwise, with your personality, knowing there was no hope, why would you come?

You certainly don't look like a fool." Baili Luoyun finally fell silent. The other party had guessed everything correctly, precisely grasping his personality's weak point. Though he hadn't spoken, this person had already seen through him!

For someone of the other's young age, this was truly rare. "You want to become the head of the Baili family! Is that it?" Jun Mo Xie, chewing on a half-dry piece of grass, seemed to be speaking to the clouds.

"You are calm, cold, ruthless, brave enough to act and brave enough to take responsibility; your desire for revenge is intense, and your lust for power is great. You want revenge, but you lack sufficient strength. In the Baili family, you have no future, yet you yearn for the highest power in the family, because only then can you fulfill your vengeance.

Right?" "What does any of this have to do with you? Saying these things to me is utterly nonsensical!" Baili Luoyun’s words were harsh, tinged with annoyance and disgust, but Jun Mo Xie knew he had struck exactly the right chord, hitting the depths of this cold youth's heart. Otherwise, given his solitary nature, he would never have spoken so much!

"Indeed, none of this concerns me. But if you remain in the Baili family, you will never realize that wish!" Jun Mo Xie stood up, suddenly turned, and looked directly into his eyes, emphasizing each word: "With me, I can make your wish come true!" "You?" Baili Luoyun assessed him coldly. "On what grounds?

The Jun family's fortunes might not be any better. The Baili family is also one of the nine great families. I know something about the Jun family's affairs!

As things stand now, the Baili family is still not comparable to the Jun family!" "You are mistaken. What the Jun family is like has nothing to do with you. You only need to say, under what conditions will you follow me?" Jun Mo Xie smiled.

"Name your conditions. You should know that as you stand now in the Baili family, you have no hope at all, and this trip offers only a ten-in-ten chance of death, not a ghost of survival! Believe me, and you have a chance to escape death.

Even if I am deceiving you, you have no choice but to accept it; because if you don't seize this last straw, you will likely perish in this Heaven’s Punishment Forest within days, and even your bones will become a feast for the Xuan Beasts!" Baili Luoyun watched him quietly. Jun Mo Xie met his gaze with a smile. After a long pause, Baili Luoyun suddenly looked away, bowed his head silently, and said, "Even if I die, so what?

Life and death are much the same to me. There is little joy in living in this world! Death might be a release, at least for me, a fine release!" "Release?

But I am different from you. Even in death, I would choose to die after taking my revenge!" Jun Mo Xie said quietly. "Revenge..." Baili Luoyun's eyes flashed intensely, as if struck in the heart.

He suddenly turned, his back to Jun Mo Xie, and spoke word by word: "I have two conditions. If you fulfill them by the time the Heaven’s Punishment ends, I will follow you." "First, defeat me! Defeat me with your own strength!

I know your power is immense, but I need confirmation. Only the foremost of the rising generation is worthy of my allegiance!" "Second, five people from the Baili family came to the Southern Heaven this time: four Heaven Xuan experts, plus myself. I want the other four dead." "If you can achieve these two things, I will follow you for ten years!

If you fail to fulfill my wishes within those ten years, I will still leave! Conversely, if you succeed, then not only will my life be yours, but the entire Baili family will be yours!" These were Baili Luoyun's terms. Jun Mo Xie watched as Baili Luoyun straightened his back step by step and walked away, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Until his figure vanished from sight, the young man did not look back once. These conditions, to me, are not a problem at all! Let alone the fact that this young master can subdue you right now!

As for those few miscellaneous fish from the Baili family, sending them back to their ancestral home is even less of a challenge! Why couldn't he offer conditions with a little more challenge?

Hmph, kid, just wait until I get my hands on you for some proper training!

Jun Moxie employed his lightning-fast movement technique, slipping back to the encampment unnoticed, only to find that the twenty thousand strong army had already pitched their tents and established a fortified camp with methodical order. Even within the city walls, the tents were arrayed with their backs against the ramparts, shielded on the flanks by cheval de frise and protected by traps. Archers lay in ambush; the front camp was even more heavily guarded, with patrolling soldiers diligently carrying out their duties, two squads crisscrossing at the junctions between different camp sectors every moment.

The signaling gongs, divided into four shifts, operated in two-shift rotations—one visible, one concealed—ready at all times.

The army was disciplined to such an extreme degree, it could be said, that under any circumstances, one would never need to worry about being ambushed again! Furthermore, this system ensured that the soldiers on rotation received the finest possible rest!

It was just a pity that the current tide of Xuan Beasts had utterly rendered the service of these ordinary soldiers moot! When Jun Moxie witnessed the dense, ceaseless swarm of Xuan Beasts, he became even more certain of one thing: these twenty thousand troops, along with the commanding officers and the young disciples sent by the great noble families, every single one of them, were simply here to die!

Absolute cannon fodder!

Jun Moxie let out a faint sigh and made his way toward his own tent.

The moment he stepped inside, he sensed an unusual atmosphere.

Guan Qinghan was gently consoling Dugu Xiaoyi. The Eldest Miss Dugu was weeping uncontrollably, looking as if she had suffered some profound injustice.

"What's wrong?"

"Waaah... Brother Moxie... Little Whitey, Little Whitey is gone..." Dugu Xiaoyi saw that he had finally returned and lunged toward him, bursting into tears.

"Heh, I thought it was something serious. If it’s gone, it’s gone," Jun Moxie thought with a wry smile. Bringing Little Whitey here was akin to releasing a tiger back into the mountains. Besides, that was an order from the foremost King of Xuan Beasts; all Xuan Beasts were commanded to assemble. How could Little Whitey be an exception? If Little Whitey were still here, that would truly be a ghost story!

"Waaaah," Dugu Xiaoyi sobbed, "No, I must find him. He hasn't even eaten lunch yet." Little Whitey was her absolute treasure.

"Alright, alright, we'll search thoroughly when we have time. Maybe he just wandered off to play and will be back soon," Jun Moxie consoled her weakly.

Deep within the Heaven’s Punishment Forest!

He Chongxiao and Xiong Kaishan stood respectfully, with two other figures positioned behind them. Further back, the various race Kings of the Level Nine Xuan Beasts squatted obediently at the rear, occasionally sweeping the ground with their tails, ensuring the small area they occupied was practically spotless.

Before them stood a sinister silhouette entirely shrouded in black cloth, covering even the hair and the soles of the feet. The inky black mass revealed absolutely no eyes.

Not even the slightest outline of a figure could be discerned, let alone a face.

"Tell me, what in the blazes is going on? I only entered seclusion for less than two years, and you’ve managed to cause such a massive disturbance? You’ve actually summoned all the experts from the entire continent—you lot have some nerve!" The voice that spoke was none other than that of the foremost King of Xuan Beasts, the same one who had spoken to Li Jue Tian previously.

"M-Master, this, this..." Xiong Kaishan and He Chongxiao exchanged glances, managing only a mumbled sound. They couldn't utter a full sentence!

"Three million beasts of Level Six and above, all driven outside the boundaries of Heaven’s Punishment... You've exposed the true strength of our Heaven's Punishment so brazenly!" The figure in black let out two cold laughs. "What an undertaking; was mobilizing such a huge force truly necessary just to deal with a mere Li Jue Tian?"

"Master, it wasn’t entirely for that matter—" He Chongxiao’s long mouth snapped shut, swallowing the words he was about to speak.

"What exactly happened?" The figure in blackcloth gave a slight ripple, and an immense, oppressive aura instantly spread: "I want to know the entire sequence of events! Xiong Si, you explain!"

"I, I, I... I..." Xiong Kaishan trembled violently, immediately becoming tongue-tied.

A shadow flashed; Xiong Kaishan let out a long howl, his mighty body rolling out like a ball. Behind him, there was a booming sound as three massive trees, easily requiring three people to encircle, were smashed clean through along his rolling path.

"Come back!" A sharp command rang out. Xiong Kaishan scrambled back, clutching his lower back and grimacing, then stood obediently in place.

"Speak!"

And so, Xiong Kaishan, wearing a miserable expression, began narrating from the moment they received news of a Level Nine Peak Xuan Beast's inner core in Tianxiang City, detailing step-by-step how he and He Chongxiao went to rob the core, and everything that transpired afterward, relating the whole story precisely.

"So... you're saying... that individual possesses the ability to allow us to advance with ease? Is this matter certain?" The figure in black asked grimly, the black robes trembling with several visible waves.