What a shame. Jun Moxie felt a touch of regret. That old man, after sending him back last time, had to leave urgently for another matter and wouldn't return for half a year. If he were here now, he would be perfectly useful; his tracking skills were unparalleled. As for now…

Jun Moxie glanced at the guards following him. To be fair, these men were all handpicked by Old Master Jun. One Gold-grade Xuan Practitioner and seven Silver-grade Xuan Practitioners—their strength was quite respectable. At the very least, within Tianxiang City, they were sufficient to keep Jun Moxie safe. Uh, provided Jun Moxie needed them to protect him.

But Jun Moxie knew clearly that sending them to track the three assassins would be utterly meaningless.

Even if they were lucky enough to catch up, they would turn into eight corpses in a very short time! In Jun Moxie’s estimation, each of those three men was at the peak of the Golden Xuan realm! Furthermore, they made killing their profession!

A threat, once discovered, must be eradicated completely! To nurture a viper in one's bosom is the act of a fool!

What to do? He had to find a way to track them, at least to secure the Xuan Beast Tendons. Even if he couldn't secure them, he had to find a way to destroy them, as the consequences stemming from these Xuan Beast Tendons were far too terrifying!

As Jun Moxie contemplated murder, a chilling killing intent naturally seeped into the divine sense he cast outward!

And at that very moment, an oppressive might, sharp to the extreme, suddenly descended like a deluge, following the faint trace of killing aura Jun Moxie had just emitted, aiming straight for him! The target this time was clearly Jun Moxie himself, executed with pinpoint accuracy, not even brushing against Tang Yuan standing right beside him!

This imposing aura was far stronger than that of the two mysterious figures who had spoken earlier!!

And this ultimate pressure truly startled Jun Moxie: this mysterious expert from the Sheng Bao Hall must be stronger than his own grandfather, Old Master Jun Zhantian. Could he possibly be a legendary Divine Xuan level expert?!

Jun Moxie even began to guess the purpose of this oppressive force. When the three assassins retreated, his divine sense had briefly fluctuated as he tracked their direction, revealing a trace of killing intent. And it was this faint fluctuation, this trace of murderous intent, that was immediately detected by this mysterious master!

Due to the peculiar nature of Xuan Qi, experts below the Heaven Xuan realm simply could not probe silently using divine sense! This was why Jun Moxie had used it so recklessly, never expecting to be caught so precisely this time. The cultivation level of this hidden master was thus evident!

However, those in the Sheng Bao Hall were usually more focused on the auctioned items, and since Jun Moxie was clearly tracking those who left, being discovered was not entirely surprising. Especially since this person possessed such powerful spiritual energy!

But Jun Moxie had one certainty: this person had only detected his divine sense, not confirmed that he was Jun Moxie! That would require divine sense capabilities similar to his own! And Jun Moxie firmly believed that his Kai Tian Zao Hua Gong was absolutely unique in this world! Therefore, he was confident that although his killing intent was exposed, his true self had not been revealed!

Yet, Jun Moxie distinctly felt this potent pressure, and his mind was troubled; judging by the trajectory of this divine sense, if he offered no resistance, it would likely cause great harm to his spirit. But if he used his divine sense to defend or counterattack, although his divine sense possessed miraculous functions, it was far weaker than the opponent's! What was he to do?

While he hesitated, that powerful divine sense was about to strike!

In the final instant, the Hongjun Pagoda deep within Jun Moxie’s spiritual sea suddenly shone with brilliant light. It shot up from its static state into the air, spinning rapidly, and the multicolored radiance instantly bloomed within Jun Moxie’s sea of consciousness like flowers falling from the moon, sending thousands of auspicious rays toward the incoming powerful divine sense, which it seemed to “meet” slowly.

That powerful divine sense rushed in like lightning, but the moment it touched the aura of the Hongjun Pagoda, it suddenly vanished as if a tiny snowflake had landed on a glowing hot furnace, instantly extinguished without a trace, disappearing like a clay ox entering the sea, without even stirring up the slightest ripple.

How could the energy of a mere Supreme Divine Xuan mortal compare to this ancient treasure, the foremost immortal relic of Huaxia, a spiritual object from the creation of heaven and earth? Even if all the Divine Xuan experts in this world joined forces, it would likely be child's play to the mysterious and unfathomable Hongjun Pagoda!

The Hongjun Pagoda retracted its light and slowly settled back into position. As it descended, Jun Moxie simultaneously shut down his divine sense.

But all of this was known only to Jun the Great Killer; even the hidden master whose attack was countered would absolutely not know the secret mechanism involved!

In the secret chamber beneath the Sheng Bao Hall, a white-robed elder sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed suddenly shuddered violently. He snapped his eyes open, a look of utter disbelief in them, his face registering intense fear, sweat streaming down.

No matter how he looked at it, he had already stepped into the Supreme Divine Xuan realm, yet his divine sense pressure was met by the person outside as if without any reaction at all, neutralized effortlessly, as if his divine sense were merely a speck of dust beneath the other’s notice! What did this imply?

“Peak Divine Xuan! Only an expert at the peak of the Divine Xuan realm could neutralize my divine sense impact so lightly and casually without me perceiving it. Only this can explain such a bizarre scene!” the white-haired elder exclaimed in utter shock: “How could such a divine dragon-like figure exist in Tianxiang City? Could it be… is something major about to happen in Tianxiang City?”

“Jun Moxie!” a crisp and pleasant voice suddenly sounded behind him. Jun Moxie turned to see Gu Du Xiaoyi approaching with a fierce expression, tapping her chin: “Hmph, so you haven’t… ah.” She was about to say: So you haven’t died yet. But the words caught in her throat, and she suddenly couldn't utter them. It seemed that her heart was extremely unwilling to connect the word “death” with Jun Moxie, not even as a joke; it sounded too unpleasant, too inauspicious.

“It is Miss Gu Du,” Jun Moxie said with a smile, looking her up and down: “It has been many days, and Miss Gu Du has become even more beautiful. It truly makes my heart itch.”

Tang Yuan, standing nearby, gasped in shock and instinctively wanted to turn and flee: My Lord Jun, my ancestor Jun, why is your mouth so brazen? You even dare to flirt with this little ancestor? Hasn’t the beating you received before not been enough, or what?

Among those Jun Moxie dared not trifle with, even his grandfather Jun Zhantian ranked second, because this ruthless and merciless little ancestor had long occupied the top spot! Tang Yuan knew this fact intimately.

However, the string of events that followed made Fatty Tang feel as if he were dreaming until he returned to his own home—he hadn't woken up yet—

Upon hearing Jun Moxie’s words, Gu Du Xiaoyi, surprisingly, did not get angry. Instead, her pretty face flushed, and her fierce expression vanished instantly. She bashfully lowered her head, whispering shyly: “Really? Really prettier than before? I look in the mirror every day, but I don't feel it!”

“What?”... Tang Yuan groaned, swaying precariously—seeing a ghost in broad daylight! Or was the person before him not Gu Du Xiaoyi, but her twin sister or something?!

Jun Moxie also broke into a sweat, suddenly feeling a chill down his spine. What was this little ancestor playing at today? He nodded his head like pecking rice: “Yes, yes, truly, truly.”

“It must be the diet working! Then I’ll go home and continue dieting!” Gu Du Xiaoyi hopped out cheerfully. Landing on the ground, she suddenly recalled something, glared with her pretty eyes, and roared fiercely: “Jun Moxie! What did you just say? You dare to take advantage of me? Has your brain been flooded with water! You are truly bold!”

Jun Moxie felt even more that this girl was abnormal today. What was going on? Changing faces so quickly, was she letting anyone live?

Just then, a wriggling movement came from Gu Du Xiaoyi’s embrace. A snow-white little head poked out. Small ears, a small nose, a tiny mouth, a pink tongue, and a pair of eyes dripping with wet cuteness. Four tender red little paws scratched and clawed. It was actually a very miniature creature.

“Xuan Beast! Heavens!” Tang Yuan cried out, his eyes wide: “A cub of the Iron Winged Leopard!”