Villain: Starting with a Flawless Body, Born Invincible

152: Are things going to get better? That divine light of Heavenly PowerIn the days that followed, Jun Siyu was constantly busy Cultivating.

Her Aptitude was not bad; after all, her father was Jun Chengtian, and his Bloodline flowed through her.

However, the path of Cultivation was not easy.

The reason lay with her mother.

The White-haired Clan was called the Ominous Clan for a reason; they were not very compatible with the spiritual Qi of the Three Thousand Provinces, which is why, in ancient times, their ancestors broke open the world barrier to communicate with foreign races, all to find a Cultivation Technique from them.

Or, there was also this rumor.

The White-haired Clan... originally came from an exotic realm, and naturally Cultivated the methods of that realm, and simultaneously were not tolerated by this world.

Jun Siyu being able to Cultivate was already thanks to Jun Chengtian’s Bloodline. Her talent couldn’t be said to be bad, but she truly had no Cultivation Technique she could Cultivate.

Of course, the Jun Family was vast and powerful, and naturally had many Cultivation Techniques from exotic realms, but... they couldn’t be given to her.

For now, they couldn’t be given to her. Who could know if what was being raised was a docile house dog or a fierce wild wolf? Therefore, everything still depended on her performance.

So, for now, she could only slowly progress with a Cultivation Technique that didn’t suit her, but she still enjoyed it.

Unlike the ease of that time, every day after coming to the Jun Family was busy, but surprisingly, she didn’t dislike it.

This kind of life continued for a month, and the integration work of the Floating Island was also successfully completed.

Because she would help out everywhere when she had nothing to do, and because of Jun Lingxiao’s words, no one would openly mock or secretly criticize her anymore.

Although she sometimes still received disdainful looks, everything was developing for the better.

However, these past few days, Jun Siyu inexplicably felt that her body was very unwell, as if she was being stared at by some presence, which was very uncomfortable. This problem had been present for a long time, but the cause had never been found.

Moreover, a certain noise would occasionally come to her ears, making her feel agitated.

Jun Zizhuo suspected it was a problem with her Cultivation Technique, so after finishing the morning’s instruction, he uncharacteristically gave her a day off, saying that she should rest early today, and that a more suitable teacher had already been found for her.

’This is good too, I can go play with older brother.’

Jun Siyu thought of going straight home, but as she passed a courtyard, she overheard a conversation between two Disciples.

”Put your matters aside for now. These books are all for Your Highness, and cannot be delayed. Send these over first.”

She looked up and saw a magnificent pavilion standing there, with a plaque above it that read ’Library Department’.

Jun Siyu walked over calmly, looking at the two with a faint smile that was somewhat similar to Jun Lingxiao’s, and said, ”Give them to me, I’ll deliver them to him.”

Now her existence was practically known to everyone. Although they didn’t show any mocking looks, the two Disciples still looked at each other, their eyes showing some distrust.

”These are for Your Highness, there can be no mistakes...”

The implication was a refusal. After all, although Jun Siyu was accepted by most people under Jun Lingxiao’s wing, she herself had no prestige to speak of. Their polite words to her were purely out of respect for Jun Lingxiao.

”Give them to her.”

Suddenly, a clear and cold voice came. Jun Siyu turned around and saw... Lin Qingxi.

She stood there in the shadow of the wall, her expression unclear, just like the first time they met.

It was as if she could only hide in the shadows.

Jun Siyu had learned about Lin Qingxi; she was one of older brother’s followers.

During this time, Jun Siyu had not thought about contacting her, but she couldn’t even say half a word to her. Lin Qingxi’s eyes held no disgust when she looked at her, but a deeper feeling, like a ’hate to see iron turn into steel’ kind of... ”Thank you for speaking up for me.”

As a trusted aide by Jun Lingxiao’s side, Lin Qingxi’s words carried some weight. The two Disciples obediently handed the book boxes to Jun Siyu and left, leaving the two women looking at each other. Finally, Jun Siyu spoke first.