Among the Jun Family’s younger generation, seven people, including Jun Mohuang, were taking part in the family test.
The eldest Young Master of the Jun Family, Jun Jianning, and the Third Miss of the Jun Family, Jun Moya, were the children of Jun Yangfeng’s eldest son, Jun Lize.
Jun Jianlin was the only son of Jun Yangfeng’s second son, Jun Lichen.
The Fourth Young Master of the Jun Family, Jun Jianren, and the Sixth Miss of the Jun Family, Jun Moxue were the grandchildren of the Third Elder, who was Jun Yangfeng’s Third Brother.
The Fifth Miss of the Jun Family, Jun Moxuan, was the granddaughter of the Second Elder, who was Jun Yangfeng’s Second Brother.
Besides Jun Moxue and Jun Jianlin, the other five people were all here.
There were also descendants from the subsidiary sects who rushed back from other cities in Huan Yun. There were a total of 35 people.
At this moment, they were all standing in the square, waiting for their Head, Jun Yangfeng, to say his piece.
“Eh, I heard a long time ago that there was a useless Seventh Miss in the family. Why haven’t I seen her today?”
“I don’t know. During the assessment, we’ll have to fight with the demons. That trash has no cultivation at all. She must be too afraid to come.”
“Pfft, she’s a direct descendant of the family. She has no talent nor strength at all. How embarrassing.”
“Exactly. She can’t even compare to us, who aren’t doted on by the family. If I were her, I would’ve killed myself long ago.”
“That piece of trash is already 14 years old this year. Does she think she can evade this? We’ll show her how powerful we are later.”
While waiting, a few of the juniors who were here for the first time heard of Jun Mohuang’s name.
These subsidiary families were driven to other cities in Huan Yun by the Jun Family several generations ago.
None of them had inherited the bloodline of the Jun Family’s Gold-Swallowing Beast. They had never been destined to refine weapons in their lives and their cultivation talent were also average.
Most people up to the age of 14 or 15 were only at the second or third stage of the spiritual realm.
Every time they returned to the Jun Family, they would be looked down upon and treated with disdain.
These youths were all eager to vent their anger.
They couldn’t afford to provoke the Young Masters and Young Misses of the family, so a nobody was naturally the best target to vent their anger on.
As Jun Moxue and Jun Jianren listened to the discussion of the subsidiary bloodline, a look of satisfaction flashed in their eyes.
Humph, Jun Mohuang, so what if you climb a tree? No one will be able to save you in this assessment. Just wait to be ruthlessly humiliated.
Jun Jianning and Jun Moxue both looked indifferent.
Power was everything in this world. Jun Mohuang deserved to be bullied by these descendants.
Jun Moxuan frowned and pursed her lips. In the end, she said nothing.
She was timid and hadn’t inherited the bloodline of the Gold-Swallowing Beast. Her cultivation level was only at the third level of the spiritual realm and she hadn’t had much of a presence in the Jun Family. Hence, she didn’t even dare to speak up for Jun Mohuang.
“Hehe, we must teach this piece of trash a lesson this time. She must pay for what she did these days!”
“Isn’t this assessment about killing demons? Let’s beat her up to vent our anger. We can use her as bait to capture demons later.”
“Mm, that’s a good idea!”
Upon seeing how the Young Masters and Young Misses of the main family had no reaction at all, the descendants of the subsidiary families spoke even more recklessly.
“Shut up!”
While they were talking excitedly, a few spiritual auras came piercing through the air and hit the three most arrogant disciples of the subsidiary sects.
The trio fell back several meters and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.
The three who were hit clutched their chests and looked around. “Who, who shamelessly ambushed us!”
