The events occurring in the Immortal Domain were naturally unknown to Jun Xiaoyao.
Even if he were aware, he would rely smile it off.
Born into a family that fiercely protects its own, he believed that the Fallen God Palace would not dare to act against him.
At least, on the surface, they would not dare to make a move against him.
"Jun Xiaoyao, you've caused a great disaster. We have already relayed the news back. Even the Jun family cannot ignore the wrath of the Fallen God Palace," said a black-robed sage, his tone cold and hoarse.
"If you dare to speak recklessly to the young master again!"
The Eastern Xuan Ancestor, Gu Yuan, had a cold glint in his eyes.
Especially Gu Yuan; Jun Xiaoyao had faced the Fallen Son for their War Demon Hall.
He would not allow anyone to speak disrespectfully to Jun Xiaoyao.
Just as the two black-robed sages were about to say sothing further, they received another ssage.
Upon learning this news, the expressions of the two black-robed sages imdiately froze.
The ssage was brief and to the point.
Do not provoke the Jun family's divine son for the ti being!
This left the two black-robed sages dumbfounded.
Clearly, it was Jun Xiaoyao who had caused the downfall of the Fallen Son.
How could they not provoke Jun Xiaoyao now?
Seeing the subtle expressions of the two black-robed sages, Jun Xiaoyao had anticipated this and let out a cold laugh.
"What? Are you planning to entangle with this divine son to the end?"
Upon hearing this, the faces of the two black-robed sages turned as ugly as if they had swallowed a fly.
They were not foolish.
From this ssage, it was clear that the Fallen God Palace feared the Jun family and had backed down.
They had just claid that the Fallen God Palace would make Jun Xiaoyao pay a price.
Yet now, it was the Fallen God Palace that had flinched first.
The cheeks of the two sages felt hot, as if they had been slapped a hundred tis.
They no longer lingered and turned to leave in defeat.
Watching the two sages flee, all the prodigies of the Immortal Domain were sowhat astonished.
What happened to the promised revenge?
Why were they running away with their tails between their legs?
Seeing this scene, Yan Qingying felt even more admiration for Jun Xiaoyao.
Surely, Jun Xiaoyao's background was even more formidable than she had imagined.
Following such a master was not a disgrace but rather an honor.
"Alright, this matter is settled. You War Demon Hall should prepare for reconstruction," Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand.
Gu Yuan and the master of the War Demon Hall were imnsely excited upon hearing this.
"Thank you, young master!" the two said sincerely, bowing deeply.
They believed that with Jun Xiaoyao's residual influence, the reconstructed War Demon Hall would surely thrive.
The War Demon Hall would once again beco the overlord of the Sen Luo Continent!
In the following days, Jun Xiaoyao stayed in the Sen Luo Continent, taking a brief rest for a few days.
Under the leadership of Gu Yuan, the seventh-generation hall master, the cultivators of the War Demon Hall waged campaigns in all directions.
They not only completely absorbed the foundations of the three major sects but also conquered nurous other forces.
Many other factions, drawn by their reputation, ca seeking to join the War Demon Hall.
The War Demon Hall chose a large piece of territory in the center of the Sen Luo Continent as the site for reconstruction.
The entire War Demon Hall was thriving.
It was easy to imagine that it wouldn't be long before a true overlord would erge in the Sen Luo Continent.
anwhile, Jun Xiaoyao also gained from his ti in the Sen Luo Continent.
He obtained the essence of the Sen Luo Continent and acquired the supre technique, the Devouring God Demon Art.
He also took on an imnsely talented and extraordinary girl as a follower.
In terms of potential, Yan Qingying was not much weaker than Yi Yu.
However, Yi Yu had grown up in an ancient imperial clan, with cultivation and vision far superior to that of Yan Qingying, a prodigy from the lower realm.
But given ti, Yan Qingying would surely grow into an incredibly powerful dark queen with her Devouring God Demon Art and her unique ability to absorb any attribute of energy.
Jun Xiaoyao was confident in his judgnt of people.
In a newly constructed hall within the War Demon Hall, steam filled the air.
Knowing that Jun Xiaoyao enjoyed soaking in hot springs, Gu Yuan still had a hot spring pool built, even though Jun Xiaoyao might only stay for a few days.
At this mont, it was not Su Ziqiong attending to Jun Xiaoyao, but Yan Qingying.
Su Ziqiong's position as a maid had first been taken by Nalan Ruoxi and now by Yan Qingying.
In the hot spring pool, Jun Xiaoyao was resting with his eyes closed.
Yan Qingying used her delicate hands to massage his shoulders.
Defeating the Fallen Son had been easy for Jun Xiaoyao, so he didn't need to adjust his state; he simply wanted to relax.
A faint blush adorned Yan Qingying's face, as white as frost and tender as cream.
Even though her personality had been influenced by the Devouring God Demon Art, leading to so negative dark and cold emotions, all of that vanished in front of Jun Xiaoyao.
Only in front of Jun Xiaoyao did she shed her cold deanor and take on a more feminine appearance.
"Qingying, you should have completely digested the Fallen Son's power by now," Jun Xiaoyao inquired.
"Yes, this is all thanks to the young master. On one hand, you avenged , and on the other, it has also enhanced my strength," Yan Qingying replied softly.
"That's good. In the future, I will have you devour other geniuses, and your strength will progress rapidly," Jun Xiaoyao said.
Yan Qingying hesitated slightly but still spoke up, her voice soft, "Young master, this Devouring God Demon Art is harmful to heaven and earth. The creator of this technique, the Demon Ancestor, ended up in a situation where everyone wanted him dead. If that happens..."
The only thing Yan Qingying worried about was this.
The Devouring God Demon Art was indeed a violation of heaven's principles.
If she truly followed Jun Xiaoyao back to the Immortal Domain, her identity as a successor of the Devouring God Demon Art could bring trouble to Jun Xiaoyao, which was not what Yan Qingying wanted to see.
"I see you're concerned about this," Jun Xiaoyao shook his head and chuckled.
Indeed, the Demon Ancestor was notorious in the Immortal Domain, a pariah like a rat crossing the street.
But so what?
The Demon Ancestor ended up severely injured and fleeing to the lower realm, suffering a tragic fate because he was a lone wolf without any backing.
Moreover, he constantly caused trouble relying on the Devouring God Demon Art; if he didn't die, who would?
But Yan Qingying was different; with Jun Xiaoyao backing her, who would dare to criticize her identity as a successor of the demon art?
"What a silly girl..." Jun Xiaoyao sighed.
Yan Qingying shyly lowered her head, her cheeks flushed.
If anyone else had called her that, she would have killed them by now.
But when Jun Xiaoyao said it, she felt a bit shy, as if there was a hint of affection in his tone.
"Don't worry, with this divine son backing you."
He had indeed inherited the protective nature of the Jun family.
Since Yan Qingying sincerely followed him, Jun Xiaoyao naturally could not let her down.
"Young master..." Yan Qingying's heart fluttered, feeling deeply moved.
Jun Xiaoyao had done so much for her.
With such a sincere master treating her well, what reason did she have not to wholeheartedly follow him?
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