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Sacred Body of the Immortals

[No scraps, no dog licking, heaven's pride fights for riotous and invincible flow] Jun Easy travels through the world of metaphysics and fantasy, becoming the god son of the ancient family of the desert, with an invincible background, amazing talent, but also to get the signing system, the opening signing of a large into the desert ancient holy body. Signing in at the Taiyue Ancient Monument, he obtains a six-star reward, Divine Elephant Prison Suppressing Strength! Signing in at the Ten Year Banquet, obtaining a seven star reward, Supreme Bone! Sign in at the Bronze Immortal Hall and receive an eight-star reward, the Universal Mother Qi Cauldron! Signing in at the Boundless Sea, earning a ten-star reward, the Tathagata Self-Realization Technique! Countless years later, Jun Free sat in the ninth heaven, pointing his sword at the sky and said, “Nine heavens and ten earths, I am the master, and at the end of the Immortal Road, I am the pinnacle!”

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Chapter 106: The Gathering of Various Forces, Huang Xuanyi's Speculation, The Northern Wang Family

Jun Xiaoyao, in Qin Xuan's eyes, was simply a figure that only existed in legends.

And now, upon learning Jun Xiaoyao's true identity, she was completely stunned, standing frozen in place.

This was too dreamlike, too unreal!

"Why are you just standing there?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.

"Q-Qin Xuan greets... greets the Divine Child!" Qin Xuan stammered, her speech faltering as she bowed deeply to Jun Xiaoyao.

"Alright, come on up," Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand dismissively.

He was already used to this kind of reverent and respectful attitude.

With her heart pounding nervously and excitedly, Qin Xuan, her face flushed red, leaped onto the back of the Nine-Headed Lion.

The Nine-Headed Lion could expand or shrink its size, and it could easily carry a hundred people without issue.

Standing at the back, Qin Xuan gazed at Jun Xiaoyao, her eyes filled with awe and admiration.

"Don't worry, Yang Pan will pay the price," Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.

He wasn't particularly interested in avenging Qin Xuan; he simply wanted to take advantage of Yang Pan's downfall for his own benefit.

However, in Qin Xuan's eyes, this was undoubtedly Jun Xiaoyao avenging her.

"Thank you, Divine Child!" Qin Xuan's voice trembled with emotion.

Others might not be able to deal with the Champion Marquis.

But Qin Xuan firmly believed that Jun Xiaoyao could easily accomplish it.

All around, the cultivators who had been drawn to the sight of the Nine-Headed Lion suddenly widened their eyes and gasped upon seeing the figure standing atop the lion.

"That... could that be the Divine Child of the Jun Family?"

"Yes, it has to be! Someone capable of taming the Nine-Headed Lion as a mount, with such an overwhelming presence—there's no one else but the Divine Child of the Jun Family!"

"Hiss... There were rumors earlier that the Divine Child was afraid of the Champion Marquis, but who would've thought the Divine Child had already arrived."

"I bet the Divine Child hasn't even taken the Champion Marquis seriously from the start!"

Whispers and exclamations erupted from all directions.

Countless curious, heated, worshipful, and astonished gazes all converged on Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.

Sometimes, being too famous could be a burden.

The Nine-Headed Lion carried Jun Xiaoyao and Qin Xuan as it soared into the sky.

Jun Xiaoyao gazed into the distance, his eyes fixed on the Imperial Palace and the Forbidden City.

"The Champion Marquis has danced around long enough. It's time to slap him awake and make him face reality," Jun Xiaoyao said with his hands behind his back.

...

The Imperial Palace, Forbidden City.

Forces from all sides had gathered, and the atmosphere was lively and bustling.

From time to time, more factions would arrive and take their seats.

At that moment, two phoenix cries suddenly rang out from the sky.

Two radiant golden phoenixes, pulling two luxurious carriages, soared through the air.

"That's... Myriad Phoenix Spirit Mountain!" many cultivators exclaimed as they looked up.

As one of the top ancient royal clans, standing shoulder to shoulder with the Ancestral Dragon Nest, the prestige and influence of Myriad Phoenix Spirit Mountain were no less formidable.

Two streaks of crimson light flashed as figures emerged from the carriages—Huang Xuanyi and Feng Qingling.

Both of them had wings on their backs.

Feng Qingling's skin was as white as snow, her crimson eyes sparkling, but her expression was cold and unapproachable.

Clearly, Feng Qingling was still brooding over what had happened at the Xianqiong Tower.

For someone of her noble standing, that kind of humiliating experience was like a nightmare.

Beside her, Huang Xuanyi was dressed in a long crimson robe, with decorative wings on his shoulders. He looked strikingly handsome, with a mysterious red mark on his forehead.

"That's actually Huang Xuanyi and Feng Qingling! Both of them are well-known geniuses from Myriad Phoenix Spirit Mountain."

"I heard that Feng Qingling was apparently reprimanded by a mysterious genius at Xianqiong Tower."

"Shh! Keep your voice down! If they hear you, you might invite disaster upon yourself." One of the cultivators urgently warned others. Offending Myriad Phoenix Spirit Mountain was no small matter.

Feng Qingling's expression darkened even more as she overheard the faint whispers around her.

"Qingling, with your strength, you shouldn't have lost so easily," Huang Xuanyi commented.

"That guy's physical strength was terrifying, even more so than that of us ancient royal clans," Feng Qingling muttered bitterly.

"Do you think it could have been the Jun Family's Divine Child, the one with the Ancient Sacred Body?" Huang Xuanyi speculated.

Aside from the Sacred Body of the human race and a few rare physiques, Huang Xuanyi couldn't think of any other constitution that could surpass that of the ancient royal clans.

"The Jun Family's Divine Child?" Feng Qingling's body trembled slightly.

She hadn't considered that possibility before because there had been news that Jun Xiaoyao hadn't come to the Panwu Divine Dynasty.

Besides, not every physically strong person could be Jun Xiaoyao, right?

However, now that she thought about it carefully, it didn't seem impossible.

"Hmph, it seems like we're close to the truth," Huang Xuanyi said with a faint smile.

"If it really was him, then the Jun Family's Divine Child is even more terrifying than the rumors suggest," Feng Qingling said, her wariness growing.

When they had first left Myriad Phoenix Spirit Mountain, they had thought that Jun Xiaoyao might underestimate them and suffer for it.

Now, it was Feng Qingling herself who had suffered a bitter defeat.

"Don't worry. When the time comes, I'll confront Jun Xiaoyao myself," Huang Xuanyi said nonchalantly, a faint golden flame flickering in his eyes.

As one of the top geniuses of Myriad Phoenix Spirit Mountain, he had never feared anyone.

"Xuanyi, you must help me get revenge," Feng Qingling gritted her teeth.

Even now, her jade-like arm still ached slightly.

The two of them continued their conversation as they descended into the VIP seating area.

Elsewhere in the sky, another carriage flew toward the venue.

When they saw the flag on the carriage, many people were surprised.

"The Ancient Ye Family has arrived."

Two figures stepped out of the carriage—Ye Xingyun and his elderly servant, Fu Bo.

Fu Bo looked at Ye Xingyun with a hint of satisfaction in his aged eyes.

Since Ye Xingyun had suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of Jun Xiaoyao and returned to the Ye Family, he had changed significantly.

He had spent his days in seclusion, fully focused on cultivation.

Moreover, his personality had become much more composed, shedding the arrogance and impulsiveness of youth.

"Jun Xiaoyao, will you show up?" Ye Xingyun murmured to himself.

After Ye Xingyun and his group took their seats, another flying beast-drawn war chariot appeared in the sky.

"That's the Northern Wang Family!" some members of the major forces exclaimed in surprise.

The Northern Wang Family, located in the far northern reaches of the Desolate Heaven Immortal Domain, was a renowned ancient family that dominated over thirty provinces.

They were considered one of the great powers of the North.

"The Northern Wang Family is here. Could it be that their Young Emperor is here to compete for the title of consort?" some cultivators speculated.

The most famous figure in the Northern Wang Family was none other than their prodigy, the Young Emperor, Wang Teng.

He was a man who was said by his father to have the potential to become an emperor.

Wang Teng rarely appeared in the world, spending most of his time in seclusion.

But whenever he did emerge, a group of geniuses would inevitably challenge him, only to be swiftly defeated in a single move.

As a result, Wang Teng's name had begun to spread across the Desolate Heaven Immortal Domain.

"Tsk tsk, if the Young Emperor of the Wang Family has really come, things are about to get interesting."

"Exactly. The Divine Child, the Young Emperor, and the Champion Marquis—each one of them is a peerless genius!"

Many people were eagerly anticipating the inevitable clash between the Jun Family's Divine Child, the Wang Family's Young Emperor, and