Chapter 109

The entire Forbidden City was in an uproar because of Jun Xiaoyao's arrival.

Jun Xiaoyao looked at the livid Yang Pan and said calmly, "I didn't accept the challenge because I don't think it's necessary. Killing you is no more troublesome than swatting a fly."

"Jun Xiaoyao, stop bragging. Do you think you're invincible just because you destroyed one of my avatars?" Yang Pan said coldly.

He believed that the reason why Jun Xiaoyao was so confident was because Jun Xiaoyao had killed his clone with ease.

"Heh …" Jun Xiaoyao chuckled and didn't say anything.

Yang Pan didn't know what he was capable of.

Yang Pan's eyes were cold.

With his irritable personality, he almost couldn't help but start a fight.

But when he thought about how he still had to compete for the position of the emperor's son-in-law, Yang Pan suppressed his anger for the time being.

He would then challenge Jun Xiaoyao to a duel at the top of the Forbidden City after he became the emperor's son-in-law.

Jun Xiaoyao obviously knew what Yang Pan was thinking.

He didn't care if they fought sooner or later. After all, the result wouldn't change.

Seeing the two of them temporarily stop fighting, the surrounding cultivators were still sighing.

Jun Xiaoyao's appearance was too powerful. He directly destroyed the invincible spirit of the Marquis Champion.

However, they were also very curious. Would Jun Xiaoyao participate in the competition for the position of the emperor's son-in-law?

Jun Xiaoyao walked over to the Jun family's side.

"Son Of God!" Jun Zhanjian and the others all cupped their hands, their eyes filled with joy.

Recently, they had been annoyed by those rumors.

As soon as Jun Xiaoyao appeared, all the smearing rumors were dispelled.

"Xiaoyao, I knew you wouldn't avoid the challenge." Jiang Shengyi walked over and said with a smile.

"Sister Shengyi." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

Jiang Luoli looked at the two of them and rolled her big eyes.

She didn't think much of it.

"Lord Son Of God, we meet again. Last time, you played the zither all night. It's still fresh in my mind. It's unforgettable."

At this moment, another beautiful woman walked over. It was the Heavenly Zither Maiden.

There was a hint of nostalgia in her tone, and there was a faint longing in her eyes.

After learning about Jun Xiaoyao's true identity, she felt flattered.

However, the Heavenly Zither Maiden did not know that Jun Xiaoyao had only used her once.

"Wha … Wha … What? Talk about love all night? "

When Jiang Luoli heard this, she felt as if she had been struck by lightning. Her entire body seemed to have been petrified.

"I was the one who did it first …" Jiang Luoli pursed her lips, jealousy filling her.

"Miss Jiang, you've misunderstood. We're playing the zither, not talking about love," the Heavenly Zither Maiden explained.

Jiang Luoli was still a little annoyed. It was going to be an entire night. Who knew what kind of inappropriate things would happen?

"You silly girl, what are you thinking?" Jun Xiaoyao knocked Jiang Luoli's little head.

Even Jun Zhangjian had an envious look on his face as he looked at Jun Xiaoyao, who was caught in a sea of beauties, and said, "If only I had one-tenth of the divine child's charm."

"Are you thinking about eating peaches?" Jun Xuehuang attacked.

At this moment, a majestic voice came from the depths of the palace.

A golden arch bridge extended from the distance, and a group of people slowly walked over.

The leader was a middle-aged man in an imperial robe. He had a dignified face, and he had the aura of someone who ruled the world.

This man was the Panwu Jin Dynasty's emperor, Panwu Divine Lord.

Behind him was a group of princes and princesses.

Wu Mingyue and the Third Prince were among them.

The Third Prince noticed Jun Xiaoyao right away. His heart turned cold all of a sudden and sank to the bottom.

"It's over. It's really him. The Son Of God of the Jun Family …"

The Third Prince had a vague feeling that something like this would happen.

Unexpectedly, it had come true.

He had bribed an assassin from the Hades Heaven to assassinate the Son Of God of the Jun Family.

If this was exposed, the Third Prince didn't dare to imagine what would happen.

"It's okay. Stay calm. That assassin from the Hades Heaven won't expose my identity even if he dies," the Third Prince thought to himself.

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao's gaze fell on the Third Prince.

The Third Prince's body stiffened.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly and nodded slightly.

Seeing this, the Third Prince forced a smile on his face.

Inwardly, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems that Jun Xiaoyao doesn't know that I'm the one behind this," the Third Prince thought to himself.

Taking a step back, even if Jun Xiaoyao guessed that it was him, it couldn't be established without evidence.

In the worst case scenario, the Third Prince would refuse to admit it and play dumb.

Unfortunately, the Third Prince didn't know about Jun Xiaoyao's smile.

It was the smile of a demon.

Wu Mingyue also saw Jun Xiaoyao, and her expression instantly became unnatural.

"He's here." Wu Mingyue sighed and felt a little nervous, which was rare.

After all, her life was still in the hands of Jun Xiaoyao.

"Is that the eldest princess of the Jin Dynasty? This is the first time I've seen her. She is indeed stunning!"

"Yeah, I finally understand why so many geniuses are fighting for the title of the prince consort. Not only can they soar to the sky, but they can also marry such a beauty."

Many cultivators looked at Wu Mingyue with amazement in their eyes.

Wu Mingyue, who was wearing a bright red dress, was charming and beautiful.

"Mingyue …"

Xiao Chen, who was sitting in the corner, felt a surge of emotions. There was a hint of excitement and longing on his face.

Wu Mingyue was his woman, and he wouldn't give her to anyone else today!

"Thank you, everyone, for coming to this banquet. Today is also the day that my daughter, Mingyue, chooses her prince consort. Only the most outstanding geniuses can become the prince consort of the Pan Wu Jin Dynasty."

God Lord Pan Wu's voice echoed in all directions.

"Now, let the banquet begin. All the young geniuses can also compete and learn from each other."

As soon as God Lord Pan Wu finished speaking, the banquet officially began.

"Haha, then I'll be the first to embarrass myself. This one has admired Princess Mingyue for a long time."

A handsome young man with a long sword on his back jumped onto a high platform that had been prepared in advance and said with a smile.

"He's a true disciple of the Tiannan Sword Faction, a rather powerful genius," some cultivators said.

The Tiannan Sword Faction was also a top-tier Sword Dao faction.

But Wu Mingyue didn't even look at this genius.

"Heh …"

A cold laugh rang out. It was Yang Pan.

He thrust out his spear, the terrifying spear light causing the fabric of space to ripple.

The true disciple of the Tiannan Sword Faction grimaced, unsheathing the sword on his back as he tried to block.

But this one move caused the true disciple to vomit blood and fly backward, a bloody hole appearing in his shoulder.

What was even more serious was that all the bones in that personal disciple's body had been shattered.

The elders of the Tiannan Sword Faction stepped forward to investigate, their expressions extremely unsightly.

But due to Yang Pan's status and the presence of God Lord Pan Wu, they didn't dare to voice their anger.

"Hmph, this Marquis wants the position of prince consort. If any blind fool wants to fight over it, feel free to come up and fight!"

Yang Pan stood on the high platform, wearing the Skylight Horn Divine Armor and wielding the Divine Spear of War Radiance.

Boom!

Just as Yang Pan finished speaking, a majestic aura abruptly surged out from a banquet behind them.

At the same time, a cold shout filled with determination rang out.

"Only I, Xiao Chen, can become Mingyue's prince consort. As for you, Yang Pan, scram as far away as you can!"