Inside a courtyard, Jun Wu was training his body, practicing a body-refining technique, with sweat dripping off him like a broken dam.
It had been two days since they arrived in Silver Star City. It took them seven days of non-stop travel to arrive, escaping the influence of the Jun aristocratic clan.
On the surface, Silver Star City was a neutral city belonging to no power and was far from the Jun clan’s reach.
Here, he planned to make his comeback against his enemies.
"Young Master..." Mao Yun called, entering the courtyard.
Jun Wu stopped his training and raised his head to look at Mao Yun. "Did you discover anything?"
"Yes..." he nodded. "The city is controlled by the Liang clan. Also, there are two other medium-sized clans with some influence here. And one more thing—the Gong clan has a branch here."
The Gong aristocratic clan was the second hegemony of the Soaring Cloud Region but was much weaker than the Jun clan and a secret rival.
"Interesting..." Jun Wu mused, a small smirk playing on his lips.
Now that he was no longer weak, all he needed was to get stronger quickly and plan his revenge.
"Let’s spar..." he said, staring at Mao Yun with battle intent.
"Young Master, you’re too weak to defeat me." Mao Yun shook his head and took a fighting stance.
Instantly, a Wind Formation Attack appeared before him, shooting a wind strike at Mao Yun at breathtaking speed.
Compared to a week ago, his control over the wind formation was much smoother.
Mao Yun’s expression didn’t change as he evaded the wind strike with ease. Taking a step forward, he tried to close the distance between them and deliver a decisive blow.
Jun Wu took a quick, short step back in a strange pattern and released another wind attack.
Mao Yun shattered the wind strike and appeared before him with a punch. Before the punch could hit, a blue shield formed around Jun Wu, deflecting the attack.
Jun Wu took another step back and attacked with two wind strikes. Using his movement skills, Mao Yun shattered one strike and leaned back to dodge the second.
"Young Master, you’re getting stronger, but you still can’t defeat me." Mao Yun grinned and increased his power.
In a blur, he appeared before Jun Wu, trying to catch him off-guard before he could cast his defensive formation. But he underestimated the power of the Primordial Heaven Meridian.
He was fast, but Jun Wu was faster; a shield appeared just in time, deflecting the punch.
However, Mao Yun wasn’t bothered and followed with a roundhouse kick. The defensive formation shattered under the powerful kick, and Jun Wu took a rapid step back, sweating profusely.
Mao Yun didn’t give him a chance to catch his breath, following with another punch. But instead of panicking, a wicked smile appeared on Jun Wu’s lips as he stomped the ground.
This confused Mao Yun, but he ignored it, ready to end the fight.
Suddenly, the ground lit up, and a formation trapped him.
"What’s this?!" Mao Yun exclaimed in shock.
"Trapping Formation!" Jun Wu responded with a wild grin. "Do you still think I can’t defeat you?"
"Young Master, although you’re a genius in Array Formation, this is still far from trapping me," he replied confidently.
"I knew you’d say that." He grinned as a Wind Array Formation appeared before him. "Let’s find out."
Four powerful wind strikes shot out of the formation toward Mao Yun. Seeing this, Mao Yun lost his confidence and tried to break the Trapping Formation.
With a powerful fist strike, the trapping formation trembled before it shattered, but the wind strikes were already upon him.
A miserable scream escaped his mouth as he was sent flying. He crashed into the distance, a mouthful of blood escaping from his mouth.
Wiping off the blood, he raised his head and looked at Jun Wu with slight trepidation. From the beginning, he realized Jun Wu had been setting him up, and he had fallen for it like a fool.
If this had been a real battle, he wouldn’t know how he died.
"Are you OK?" Jun Wu asked with genuine concern.
"I’m fine." Mao Yun got to his feet, his face full of pride—pride in serving such a talented young master.
Suddenly, rapid footsteps approached from the entrance, and Zhang Wei entered.
"Young Master, we have visitors from the Liang clan," he announced.
Inside the main hall, a young man with two powerful guards stood quietly. This was the second young master of the Liang clan.
The door opened, and Jun Wu entered.
When Liang Chun saw Jun Wu, his eyes widened in shock. It was no secret that Jun Wu had been mentally impaired from birth, but the current Wu looked dashing and confident.
Jun Wu took his seat at the head of the room and looked at Liang Chun. "Young Master Liang Chun, what brings you to my humble abode?"
Liang Chun recovered from his daze and cleared his throat. He bowed deeply, paying his respect.
"Young Master Jun, my family learned of your arrival and wished to welcome you."
His guards immediately brought numerous gifts and respectfully placed them in front of Jun Wu.
"This is a small welcoming gift, and I hope the young master will not look down on it."
"Thank you..." Jun Wu barely glanced at it before looking at Liang Chun. "Is there anything else? I need to sleep."
Despite Jun Wu’s cold response, Liang Chun’s expression didn’t change, and he replied politely.
"Then, I’ll leave you to rest." He bowed and prepared to leave.
"Oh, before I forget, a ruin was recently discovered near Bright Pear Village, and only those below First-Rated Martial Artist rank can enter it."
Everyone in the world knew the importance of discovering a ruin, so he didn’t need to elaborate. After informing Jun Wu, Liang Chun departed from the mansion.
"The Liang clan was quick to notice us," Zhang Wei said as he appeared beside Jun Wu after Liang Chun left.
They realized that the Liang clan’s influence in the city was more terrifying than expected. In two days, the arrival of Jun Wu had been noted by the Liang clan.
Liang Chun’s appearance sent a clear message—they knew Jun Wu was in the city, and their eyes were on him.
Jun Wu smirked. "They’re curious, and curiosity can be dangerous."
"What should we do?" Mao Yun asked.
"For now, we’re not going to do anything. Let’s see how the situation unfolds," Jun Wu replied calmly.
"Young Master, what about the ruins? It might be a trap."
"Do you think they dare lay a trap for a Jun?" Jun Wu shook his head. "They wouldn’t dare."
He got to his feet and muttered, "For my revenge, I must seize every opportunity. Prepare, I’m leaving for the ruins tomorrow."