A great emperor master every day—the good-for-nothing young master is having a blast!

Within ten minutes, several juniors jumped off the training platform.

With tears in her eyes and a bruised and swollen face, she ran back into her parents' arms.

The number of players on the field has been drastically reduced, by more than half.

At this point, only six of the younger generation remained on the field, continuing to fight.

"Don't run, fight again!"

The speaker was a little boy with his hair tied up and holding a wooden sword.

Even with bruises all over his face, he walked unsteadily.

But he remained fearless, gripping his wooden sword tightly, standing confidently in the center of the training ground.

Just then, a gust of wind howled past.

Everyone looked up and saw a giant eagle with blue feathers circling in the air.

"That's... a Thunderhawk?!"

"And this aura... fourth rank! It's a fourth-rank Azure Thunder Eagle!"

Chen Zhaowu exclaimed in surprise, frantically searching his memory for the Azure Thunder Eagle.

Ye Hongyi and Lin Xingwei were also speechless with surprise when they saw the giant fourth-order Azure Thunder Eagle.

Ye Hongyi murmured softly, "To make a fourth-tier Azure Thunder Eagle so obedient, what powerful figure has the Chen family offended? Could it implicate my Ye family...?"

"Sheng'er," Lin Xingwei called out.

Lin Sheng leaned closer and bent down slightly. "What's wrong, Father?"

Lin Xingwei said in a low, serious voice, "The visitors are hostile. Give the order that if things go wrong, everyone in the Lin family should retreat immediately."

Lin Sheng glanced at the fourth-tier Azure Thunder Eagle that filled him with fear and understood his father's worries.

"Understood, I will inform them immediately."

While everyone was still speculating, Chen Yue spotted the familiar figure on the Azure Thunder Eagle.

"I didn't expect him to actually come."

Then, a voice, neither humble nor arrogant, came from the Azure Thunder Eagle.

"The Holy Son of Xuan Yun Holy Land has arrived!"

These words were like a bombshell dropped into the crowd, causing a deafening explosion.

The faces of the three heads of the family were filled with disbelief.

Why would the grand competition of the Chen family in Jiangcheng attract the attention of the Xuanyun Holy Land?

Bringing a fourth-tier Azure Thunder Eagle to the arena, and with the Holy Son himself present—what kind of day is today?!

Ye Hongyi and Lin Xingwei were ready to escape at any moment.

If the people of Xuanyun Holy Land decide to make a move, the Ye family and the Lin family will not offer any assistance.

The Azure Thunder Eagle descended slowly, its massive size causing a crowd to gather around the Chen family's martial arts arena, making it difficult to disperse.

Therefore, the only option for now is to land on the training ground.

Two middle-aged men dressed in blue robes slowly descended from the wings of the Azure Thunder Eagle.

The two characters "Xuan Yun" are tattooed on the left side of his chest.

The two exchanged a glance and unleashed their peak Spirit Mansion cultivation.

The outlines of two sun discs appeared behind the two, gradually taking shape.

Seeing this horrifying scene, everyone gasped in shock.

"Did you see those? What are those two semi-transparent outlines?"

"Hmm...it looks like the Sun Wheel!"

"Sun Wheel?! Are these two people from the Xuan Yun Holy Land at the Sun Wheel Realm?"

"It doesn't look like it to me. Those two sun wheels are clearly not mature yet, so they should still be at the peak of the Spirit Mansion."

"Since I can already see the sun, it won't be long before I break through to the Sun Wheel Realm."

"Is this the true strength of the Xuan Yun Holy Land?!"

A hint of worry appeared on Su Yi and Xiao Xuan's faces.

Su Yi whispered, "If a half-step Sun Wheel Realm expert really fights, can the patriarch withstand it?"

Xiao Xuan immediately replied, "With the patriarch's cultivation level, he will likely be beaten to a pulp if nothing unexpected happens."

"Two half-step Sun Wheel Realm experts, plus the heads of the Lin and Ye families, are not enough to deal with these two warm-up fighters."

Su Yi swallowed hard and instinctively gripped Xiao Xuan's clothes tightly.

Luan Xinying leaned closer to Chen Yue and whispered, "The people from Xuan Yun Holy Land are all here. Will your uncle cause trouble again?"

Chen Yue smiled calmly, "Mother, this really has nothing to do with my uncle."

"The people from Xuanyun Holy Land will come because of an agreement I made with someone."

"However, this agreement seems a bit unreliable."

Su Yi and Xiao Xuan overheard the young master and madam whispering to each other.

They glanced at each other, and their eyes lit up immediately.

The case is solved! The case is completely solved.

The people from Xuanyun Holy Land came to the Chen family because they had a close relationship with the young master.

With this in mind, Xiaoxuan and Su Yi no longer needed to worry about being caught in the crossfire and becoming cannon fodder.

Luan Xinying looked puzzled. "The promise you made?"

"That young man who calls himself the Holy Son of Xuanyun promised me that he would come to watch our Chen family's grand competition," Chen Yue replied.

Standing in front of the Chen family's martial arts arena, Chen Zhaowu felt a chill run down his spine. He subconsciously clenched his fists, unsure whether they were friend or foe.

"What brings these two half-step Sun Wheel Realm cultivators from the Xuan Yun Holy Land to my Chen family...?"

Gu Jun walked to the wings of the Azure Thunder Eagle and suddenly thought of a cool way to make an entrance.

"This Holy Son is about to jump! Don't blink, watch my grand entrance!"

Gu Jun jumped down and landed steadily.

"Not bad, very handsome, worthy of being called the Holy Son."

"Thunder Eagle, you should leave now. We will call for you again when we leave."

Gu Jun gently stroked the feathers of the Thunderhawk and spoke softly.

The Azure Thunder Eagle blinked, flapped its wings, and instantly flew into the air.

Another gust of wind howled past, and when people looked again, the Azure Thunder Eagle had already disappeared from the Chen family's martial arts arena.

Gu Jun looked around and realized that his position was very awkward.

Several children stood on the stage, their faces bruised and swollen, staring blankly at him.

Gu Jun scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "Kids, don't you think this Holy Son is too handsome? Actually, I think so too."

"Big brother, we're still fighting. Can you leave the ring?"

A little boy tugged at Gu Jun's robe.

Upon hearing this, Gu Jun was immediately embarrassed and at a loss for words; he was indeed being a bit too narcissistic.

"Old Sun, Old Wu, step down," Gu Jun said to the two middle-aged men.

"Yes, Your Majesty," the two replied in unison.

The three of them stepped off the stage, a move that startled Chen Zhaowu, who immediately stood up.

Gu Jun swaggered along, looking at the people sitting in the seats ahead.

He asked in confusion, "Strange, why don't I see Fellow Daoist Chen Yue?"

"Which one of you is the head of the Chen family?!" Gu Jun asked loudly.

Hearing this shout, Chen Zhaowu's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stepped forward.

"Your Holiness, my name is Chen Zhaowu, and I am the head of the Chen family in Jiangcheng."

"May I ask what brings Your Majesty the Holy Son here today?"

Chen Zhaowu had a smile on his face and his attitude was excellent.

Gu Jun replied, "Patriarch Chen, there's no need to be nervous. This Holy Son has no ill intentions. I just heard that today is the Chen family's grand competition in Jiangcheng, and I wanted to join in the fun and watch the competition."

Chen Zhaowu breathed a sigh of relief when he learned that the three had come with no ill intentions.

"Since the Holy Son is interested in the Chen family's grand competition, then the Chen family will absolutely welcome him warmly!"

"Holy Son, please have a seat, fellow Daoists from the Holy Land!"