Jun Xiaoyao, though it was his first ti walking outside, had already made a na for himself throughout the entire Wild Heaven Immortal Domain. Almost no one was unaware of him, yet among those who knew of his reputation, very few had actually seen him in person. This curiosity only added to his mystery, making everyone anticipate his arrival even more.
"I didn't expect that this ti it would be the Jun clan's elder personally coming here, which truly brings glory to our Dao Extre Heavenly Sect," the old Daoist of the Dao Extre Heavenly Sect said with a smile, cupping his hands in greeting.
"Haha, elder Daoist is being too polite," Jun Zhantian stepped forward, striding through the void with a hearty laugh.
"By the way, that divine son..." The old Daoist glanced around.
To be honest, there were very few young talents who left a deep impression on him. Jun Xiaoyao was undoubtedly the most morable.
"Hehe, I didn't expect to be rembered by the elder; it truly surprises ," Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.
On the palanquin pulled by nine-headed white jade dragons, Jun Linglong lifted the beaded curtain with her delicate hand, and Jun Xiaoyao stepped out calmly. Dressed in white like snow, he had a tall and slender figure, resembling a gentle breeze among bamboo, with an exceptional aura.
His skin was as luminous as jade, and his hair shone with brilliance, enveloped in a hazy mist of immortal light. His stunningly handso face was also shrouded in a faint, ethereal glow.
This was not sothing Jun Xiaoyao intentionally concealed; rather, it was due to his innate constitution combined with his supre bone, which enveloped him in a Dao rhythm, naturally accompanied by an aura of immortality.
"My heavens, is that the Jun clan's divine son?"
"What kind of celestial beauty is this? I'm in love!"
"Ah, I'm dead!"
The mont Jun Xiaoyao appeared, the entire South Heaven City erupted in commotion! Not to ntion the female cultivators of the human race, at that mont, all female beings were drawn to Jun Xiaoyao like magnets to iron.
Even so male cultivators were montarily stunned.
"Heaven above, why must you let see the face of the Jun clan's divine son? After this, which man could ever catch my eye?"
A top-tier female prodigy looked up, her beautiful eyes lost in admiration, clearly distressed.
anwhile, another saintess from a holy land was tying up her long hair, murmuring to herself, "In this life, my long hair is reserved for Jun. If I don't marry you, I won't cut my hair, living in solitude with an ancient lamp and a Buddha..."
Such scenes played out in every corner of South Heaven City. One could say that Jun Xiaoyao's appearance nearly caused these female cultivators to...
Reach a climax.
Even those males felt no jealousy, as the gap was simply too vast.
In terms of identity, status, appearance, and strength, Jun Xiaoyao was beyond their reach.
Jun Xiaoyao glanced down lightly. The sight of those female cultivators reminded him of the obsessive fans from his previous life.
Although Jun Xiaoyao's appearance was already shrouded in celestial brilliance, even a vague glimpse was enough to leave those female cultivators dizzy with admiration.
"Hehe, divine son is too modest. The old Daoist has already prepared accommodations; please, everyone..." the old Daoist said, slightly cupping his hands.
Then, under the old Daoist's guidance, Jun Xiaoyao and the others departed.
The entire South Heaven City erupted in endless chatter. It was easy to imagine that the appearance of the Jun clan's divine son had a far greater impact than any other prodigy from any faction.
At this mont, within a residence in South Heaven City, a young man clad in silver battle armor sat cross-legged. His face was square and resolute, with intersecting scars on his cheeks, adding a chilling aura to his deanor.
Around him, electric arcs danced, and countless lightning runes manifested in the void, emitting overwhelming waves of destruction.
This young man was naturally Jun Wanjie, the fifth in the Jun clan's hierarchy.
Before him, a follower shrouded in black mist was reporting the situation.
"Have they arrived?" Jun Wanjie's eyes flickered with intertwining lightning.
At the sa ti, a cold glint flashed across his gaze. He had arrived in South Heaven City earlier, only eting a few disciples of the Dao Extre Heavenly Sect. Now that Jun Xiaoyao and the others had arrived, the entire Dao Extre Heavenly Sect was mobilized, with all major disciples and elders present. Even the old Daoist, who held a status higher than the sect leader, had co to greet them.
The disparity in treatnt was too obvious. Although there was also an intention to receive Jun Zhantian and other clan elders, Jun Wanjie knew that the main reason was still Jun Xiaoyao.
In the eyes of the Dao Extre Heavenly Sect, Jun Wanjie's importance was far inferior to that of Jun Xiaoyao.
The follower cloaked in black mist spoke indignantly, "Those Dao Extre Heavenly Sect people are truly blind. How can a rookie compare to Lord Wanjie?"
This follower was a young prodigy nad Heitu, whom Jun Wanjie had recruited from outside, hailing from the Heiyun Clan. It was said that this clan's ancestors had achieved the supre realm through a single black cloud.
"No one is born high above others, not even that Jun Xiaoyao!"
"I will prove to the Jun clan that he is unworthy of the zero sequence position!" Jun Wanjie said coldly.
He had endured countless hardships and injuries to earn his position in the fifth sequence, while Jun Xiaoyao had casually obtained the zero sequence position. Anyone in his place would have their mindset explode.
Jun Wanjie believed he had been quite restrained.
"Sigh, my lord is truly too aggrieved..." Heitu thought to himself, feeling indignant for Jun Wanjie.
...
Days passed, and Jun Xiaoyao had settled in South Heaven City. Although the Yuan Heaven Supre Secret Vault had shown signs of manifestation, it would still be several days before it truly erged.
During these days, Jun Zhantian had left to begin negotiations with the heads of other immortal factions. They aid to unite and turn the entire Yuan Heaven Supre Secret Vault into a training ground for junior disciples, forbidding any elder generation strongholds from entering.
With nothing to do, Jun Xiaoyao leisurely rested in his residence. Jun Linglong smiled slightly and said, "Young master, I've heard that in Nanyuan Daozhou, there is a local specialty called Clear Heart Spirit Tea. I'll go buy so for you."
Jun Linglong was clever and attentive. She knew Jun Xiaoyao enjoyed tea and had specifically inquired about this local specialty.
"Mm, Linglong is indeed thoughtful. Whoever marries you in the future will be quite fortunate," Jun Xiaoyao said casually with a smile.
Jun Linglong's pretty face flushed slightly, and she shot him a charming glare. In her heart, she had already resolved to follow Jun Xiaoyao for life as his maid. How could she possibly marry anyone else?
As for marrying Jun Xiaoyao? Jun Linglong was self-aware; being able to stay by his side as a maid was already quite good. She would never propose such an unreasonable request.
Of course, if Jun Xiaoyao were willing, she would gladly accept.
As for the age difference of over ten years, it could be disregarded for cultivators.
Before long, Jun Linglong left and arrived at a market in South Heaven City.
Soon, she discovered Clear Heart Spirit Tea that was over ten thousand years old. Just as she was about to make a purchase, a young figure cloaked in black mist appeared, speaking in a cold and playful tone.
"Sorry, but I'll be taking this Clear Heart Spirit Tea!"
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