Chapter 105: Eunuch Sun

The crowd was dumbstruck. No one had expected Jun Wushuang to dare strike someone here, let alone a prince! Had he lost his mind?

The Fifth Prince, struck across the cheek, stood in stunned silence. He had never imagined Jun Wushuang would dare to attack, especially considering they were in the Imperial Palace and he was a prince. In this place, even a dragon had to coil and a tiger had to crouch; no matter how arrogant Jun Wushuang might be, he should have tucked his tail between his legs. Yet, Jun Wushuang was truly this brazen.

Even the Third Prince was momentarily taken aback. He, too, had not expected such a display of audacity—it was too blatant, too insolent, and completely lawless.

"Jun Wushuang, how dare you strike me! You are a dead man, I—"

The Fifth Prince snapped out of his shock, pointing a trembling, furious finger at Jun Wushuang.

*Slap!*

Before he could finish his threat, Jun Wushuang lunged forward and delivered another strike. The Fifth Prince, whose strength was only at the sixth level of the Heavenly Human Realm, might have been able to crush others at the Divine Sea Realm, but he was utterly helpless against Jun Wushuang. He was sent spinning through the air before crashing heavily to the ground, spitting out a blood-stained tooth. It was a miserable sight.

"Insolent! How dare you strike people in my presence!"

The Third Prince finally reacted, roaring in anger as he swung a palm toward Jun Wushuang, determined to give him a taste of his own medicine and avenge his brother.

"Ox Demon Might Fist!"

Jun Wushuang was undeterred, pivoting to deliver a punch.

*Ox Demon Trample!*

Demonic energy surged, and his fist fell like a collapsing mountain. As the blow landed, it seemed as if a towering, primordial Ox Demon had manifested, charging through the earth and shattering mountains with infinite force.

*Boom!*

Fist and palm collided, producing a low, muffled explosion. A terrifying shockwave swept through the great hall, forcing the other princes and princesses to change their expressions and scramble backward.

Jun Wushuang retreated one step. The Third Prince did not retreat, but he stumbled, his footing shaken. With Jun Wushuang’s current strength, he could handle experts at the ninth level of the Heavenly Human Realm, but he was still inferior to those at the Marquis Realm. The Third Prince was a first-level Marquis, and he had gained the upper hand in that exchange. However, his hand trembled slightly; he had clearly barely managed to receive that punch.

"What immense power!" The Third Prince was shocked. Jun Wushuang’s punch had carried a terrifying force of nine hundred thousand catties, enough to shatter a small hill. Even as a Marquis, his physical body was inferior, and the searing pain in his hand left him deeply rattled.

"You reckless madman! How dare you run wild here!"
"You dare strike the Fifth Brother? You must be tired of living!"
"Everyone, let’s attack together! Kill this arrogant bumpkin!"

The sight of Jun Wushuang striking both the Fifth and Third Princes stirred the indignation of the remaining princes and princesses. They unleashed their spiritual energy and drew their weapons, surrounding him. These royals were well-resourced and strong, all of them at the Heavenly Human Realm. With seven or eight of them joining forces alongside the Third Prince, Jun Wushuang’s situation was dire.

"Stop!"

A sharp, angry shout rang out. An old man dressed in eunuch robes walked in. He moved silently, his frame tall and thin, but what caught one's attention most was his skin—as fair as frost and snow. Despite his advanced age, his skin was surprisingly clean and pale, albeit lined with deep wrinkles. If he wore white from head to toe, he would have looked exactly like a White Impermanence.

"Grandpa Sun!"

At the sight of the old man, the princes and princesses trembled, quickly sheathing their weapons and retreating. Even the Third Prince suppressed his aura, daring not to act out. These royals were arrogant and unruly, but there were three people they dared not offend: the first was the Great Qian Emperor, their father and the realm's strongest; the second was the Crown Prince, a dragon among men and the top talent on the Ranking of Prodigies; and the last was this Grandpa Sun.

Grandpa Sun was of a great age, a confidant to the previous Emperor. The current Emperor had grown up under his care and tutelage; calling him a "Teacher of the Emperor" was no exaggeration.

"Grandpa Sun, you must seek justice for us! This bumpkin acted with total arrogance the moment he arrived, slapping me twice and knocking my teeth out."
"He even insulted the Third Brother and attacked him first! You must uphold justice for us!"

The Fifth Prince wailed, clutching his swollen cheek. The other royals chimed in, twisting the truth and shifting all the blame onto Jun Wushuang.

Grandpa Sun said nothing. He glanced at the Fifth Prince and then turned his gaze to Jun Wushuang.

"Today is the day of the Spirit Pool Baptism. If anyone does not wish to participate, they may leave." His voice was cold. "Whoever dares to disrupt the rules again, do not blame this old servant for being impolite!"

His status was supreme; even the Crown Prince had to offer him respect. As for the Fifth Prince and the others, even if Grandpa Sun were to punish them, the Emperor would say nothing. Hearing this, the Fifth Prince turned pale but dared not argue. He shot a venomous glare at Jun Wushuang, clearly unable to swallow his anger. The Third Prince and the others also made no effort to hide their hostility, staring coldly at Jun Wushuang and ostracizing him.

Jun Wushuang ignored their gazes entirely. He secretly activated his Purple Demon Eyes to assess Grandpa Sun. This man was actually a Martial Emperor-level expert! He was merely aged and had suffered grave injuries in the past, causing his aura to wane and his strength to remain hidden. Yet, there was no doubt: he was a genuine Martial Emperor. People claimed Jiang Taixu was the second strongest in the Great Qian Dynasty, but Jiang Taixu was only at the ninth level of the Heavenly King Realm. If Grandpa Sun were to unleash his full power, he would far surpass Jiang Taixu. The title of "Second Strongest" was clearly inflated, and the waters of the Imperial Palace were far deeper than they appeared.

Grandpa Sun sensed the scrutiny and glanced at Jun Wushuang, but remained silent.

"Prepare for the Spirit Pool Baptism!" Grandpa Sun signaled, activating a formation that revealed an underground entrance. He led them down. The spiritual energy grew increasingly dense until they reached the end of the spiritual vein. There sat a ten-meter-square pool; the spiritual energy had liquefied, clear and bright, shimmering with a hazy, celestial glow.

"The baptism lasts only one day. How much spirit liquid you absorb depends on your own fortune!" With those words, Grandpa Sun left.

"You bumpkin, consider yourself lucky today. Because of Grandpa Sun, I’ll spare you for now," the Third Prince said, blocking Jun Wushuang’s path to the pool. "But don't think you'll get a single drop of the spirit liquid in this pool. Today, you are destined to return empty-handed."