Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning

Chapter 138: Chapter 138: Successors from All Sides Emerge, Heading to Celestial Dao Tower—Golden-Winged Roc King of Jialou Sacred Mountain, Little Western Heaven Buddha’s Son Fa Hai

Outside the Jun Family Mountain Gate, two groups stood amidst the firmament.

The Nine-headed Lion shone with golden rays, radiating brilliance.

The Qilin Beast, stepping on purple energy, was unusually powerful.

”Cousin Xiaoyao, this time at the Celestial Dao Tower, shall we compete again?” Jun Lingcang said.

Though his eyes were covered, his gaze still swept towards the distant void, seemingly wanting to glimpse that exquisite grey-robed silhouette.

”Since Cousin has such interest, then I, your younger cousin, can only accompany you to the end.” Jun Xiaoyao also smiled.

Their words seemed peaceful, yet full of competitive undertones.

Watching this scene, the Jun Clan Elders also breathed a sigh of relief.

They naturally understood that because of the Ah Jiu issue, Jun Lingcang would obviously have concerns in his heart.

What they feared most was seeing Jun Xiaoyao and Jun Lingcang at odds, or even turning against each other.

If the Zero Sequence and the First Sequence oppose each other, that wouldn’t be good for the Jun Family.

It might even affect the future destiny of the clan.

Fortunately, they both showed magnanimity, not disappointing the Jun Clan Elders.

The current competitive display was still within a reasonable range.

”This time, I hope our Jun Family’s celestial prides can dominate the Celestial Dao Tower!” A clan elder laughed heartily.

If the celestial prides of their family could dominate the Celestial Dao Tower, it would be an exhilarating accomplishment.

As one of the Three Royal Families, the Jun Family had this confidence.

Just as Jun Xiaoyao and others were setting off for the Holy Spirit Academy.

Other forces were also taking action.

Someone saw, within a golden mountain range, a terrifying golden Divine Bird soaring into the sky.

Its wings shook, like clouds hanging from the sky, stirring up a massive storm!

”Hiss, could it be that the Golden-Winged Roc King of Jialou Sacred Mountain has emerged from seclusion!”

Many cultivators were shocked.

The Golden-winged Roc, also known as Garuda.

And Jialou Sacred Mountain, too, is a top-tier Ancient Royal Family.

Moreover, like the Nine-headed Lion Race, the population of this lineage is very scarce, thus it does not meet the standards of the Ancient Imperial Race.

But this does not mean Jialou Sacred Mountain is weak.

Every celestial pride that emerges from it displays grand dominance.

And the most famous among them, is none other than the Golden-Winged Roc King.

His name is Jin Lie, the most renowned prodigy of Jialou Sacred Mountain in the current generation.

His strength is by no means inferior to the top celestial prides of the Ancient Imperial Race, perhaps surpassing them.

At least those of Huang Xuanyi, Feng Qingling’s level would be very wary facing Jin Lie, without confidence to contend.

”Finally emerged from seclusion, this time I, Jin Lie, will overwhelm and take the lead at the Celestial Dao Tower!”

That Golden-winged Roc’s wings shook, breaking through the sky like golden lightning.

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Desolate Celestial Immortal Realm, Western Daozhou.

At the entrance of a quaint and natural ancient temple.

”Fa Hai, you can’t settle your heart, too chaotic, go experience the world.”

”Your Eighteen-foot Golden Body still lacks a step to perfection, your cause and effect... is in the Celestial Dao Tower.”

An elderly monk, with long eyebrows trailing to the ground, clad in a robe, addressed a youth monk with thick brows, bright eyes, and handsome appearance.

The youth monk named Fa Hai said, ”Please rest assured, Master, your disciple will not tarnish the name of Little Western Heaven. This journey to the world, I will widely preach the Buddha’s Voice of Western Heaven.”

”Alas, striving for victory is not the path of goodness, you must take care.” The old monk sighed slightly.

If someone saw this sight, they would surely be shocked.

Little Western Heaven, is a powerful Daoist Lineage with deep roots in the Desolate Celestial Immortal Realm, enduring through ages.

In the entire Immortal Realm, it has countless followers, gathering the Power of Faith.

No one knows the depth of Little Western Heaven’s foundation.

But rumors say Little Western Heaven is associated with the Buddha Emperor of ancient times.

Little Western Heaven in modern times is extremely low-profile, almost not revealing itself to the world.

The outside world only knows that Little Western Heaven’s most outstanding celestial prides are the Buddha’s Son and the Buddhist Nun.

And this Fa Hai before them is precisely the Buddha’s Son of Little Western Heaven.

”Master, this disciple bids farewell.” Fa Hai pressed his palms together, slightly bowed.

But after turning away, Fa Hai’s face revealed a trace of unruly smile.

”I can finally enter the world, who shall I convert then?”

”Let me think, I’m still lacking a mount, then I’ll convert a Nine-headed Lion, or a Golden-winged Roc.”

”There are also those female benefactors, immersed in the sea of suffering for long, they need me to save them.”

Fa Hai laughed.

His talent was exceptional, skilled in various Buddhist Divine Techniques without effort.

Even the Supreme Technique of Little Western Heaven, the Great Mighty Celestial Dragon Scripture, he cultivated to a very profound level.

But Fa Hai’s character itself, didn’t resemble a monk at all, on the contrary like a common worldly man with impure roots.

Now that he could finally enter the world, Fa Hai naturally wouldn’t just casually walk through it.

He, as the Buddha’s Son of Little Western Heaven, should also show his prestige.

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Holy Spirit Academy, located in Celestial Spirit Dao Realm.

As an academy with longstanding heritage, its disciples spread across the Immortal Realm, effectively having students worldwide.

With this terrifying network of connections, ordinary forces hardly dare provoke Holy Spirit Academy.

Even Immortal Influences treat Holy Spirit Academy with courtesy.

Of course, this does not include the Jun Family.

Holy Spirit Academy also prefers not to provoke top-tier Immortal Influences like the Jun Family.

Thus previously, Holy Spirit Academy changed its stance, welcoming Jun Xiaoyao.

But the academy yielding does not mean its disciples also yield.

Ji Xuan, as the Saint Heir of Holy Spirit Academy, is a face-like presence.

And he was beaten by Jun Xiaoyao to the point of Dao Heart collapse, completely turned into a waste.

Doesn’t this tell the world that the students taught by Holy Spirit Academy are only this capable?

Thus, Jun Xiaoyao also indirectly tarnished the reputation of Holy Spirit Academy.

Most of the male disciples of Holy Spirit Academy harbor hostility towards Jun Xiaoyao.

But many female disciples are watching.

Because they heard that the Jun Family’s Divine Son has a heavenly appearance, extraordinarily handsome, worthy of being the Immortal Realm’s top Immortal Beauty.

If he truly meets their expectations, a slight forgiveness isn’t impossible.

At this moment, in a lakeside pavilion, two men and a woman gathered.

Among them, one man, wearing a black and white Daoist robe, eyes seemingly one black one white, exuding Dao charm, very peculiar.

He is one of the Saint Heirs of Holy Spirit Academy, with a very strong background.

”This Jun Xiaoyao, after crippling Brother Ji Xuan, still shamelessly wants to come to the Celestial Dao Tower for opportunities, truly shameless to the extreme.”

And another well-dressed youth, exuding Emperor’s Aura, then shook his head and said, ”Who can blame him for being the Jun Family’s Divine Son, if he’s not domineering, who is?”

”Really don’t know what kind of extraordinary figure Jun Family’s Divine Son is, even Brother Ji Xuan, who is so strong, was beaten by him to the point of Dao Heart collapse.”

The remaining woman, wearing a floral high-waisted short jacket, with black hair cascading like a waterfall, down to her delicate hips.

Her skin snow-white and luster, features elegant, extraordinarily beautiful.

She spoke with a trace of curiosity.

Ji Xuan, among their several Saint Heirs and Saintesses, was also considered very strong.

To be beaten to the point of Dao Heart collapse made her feel very incredible.

”Hua Xiqing, you are our Holy Spirit Academy’s Saintess, when the time comes, you shouldn’t side with outsiders.” The well-dressed youth raised his eyebrow.

The youth in black and white Daoist robes then coldly smiled and said, ”Trying to step into our Holy Spirit Academy isn’t that simple.”

”All celestial prides will choose to participate in the trials, step the ninety-nine steps of the Celestial Ladder, sound the Ancient Bell eighteen times, and finally leap the Dragon Gate to enter.”

”If the Jun Family’s Divine Son fails at these three stages, that would be truly embarrassing.”

”These three stages are indeed difficult, even when I first entered Holy Spirit Academy, I expended a great deal of effort to barely pass.” The well-dressed youth shook his head.

”Then we await the arrival of that Divine Son.” Hua Xiqing softly said.