In Tushan Xiaoxiao's eyes.
Figures like Chi Hongyu couldn't even be compared to Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao had perfect looks, talent, and strength, with unparalleled artistic ability, easily crushing her in the art of zither playing.
This kind of man, apart from being slightly devious, had almost no flaws in her eyes.
"I must have him. It would be beneficial for and even for my sisters."
Tushan Xiaoxiao unconsciously raised her jade hand, looking at the red string on her fair wrist.
When a person eting the standards appeared, the red string would release a red thread of fate, connecting with that person.
This was related to her Tushan clan's ancestral celestial cultivation technique, which was extrely important to them.
It even concerned their future transcendence and could affect their talent and prospects!
"Not just , but my sisters' red strings have never reacted either."
"Now that my red string has reacted, perhaps my sisters' might too," Tushan Xiaoxiao thought.
But in the next mont, a sowhat blushing, ambiguous smile appeared on Tushan Xiaoxiao's exquisitely beautiful face.
"But there are five of us sisters..."
"That Jun Xiaoyao, although he's an Ancient Sacred Body with vigorous energy, but... could he handle it?"
As Tushan Xiaoxiao thought about this, her face grew increasingly flushed.
The current generation of the Tushan clan had the Five Beauties of Tushan, who were her quintuplet sisters.
Each one had a distinct personality and different type of beauty, enough to make countless talented youths from other realms fall at their feet.
If things went as Tushan Xiaoxiao imagined, and they all successfully connected their fate threads.
Starting with five at once, who could handle that?
Would he really have to be divided into five equal parts?
Tushan Xiaoxiao left, thinking about her upcoming plans.
anwhile, Jun Xiaoyao also returned, looking for the Immortal Realm's team.
He naturally didn't care about Tushan Xiaoxiao or the red thread of fate.
But he could never have imagined that, without realizing it, he had been targeted by five foxes who craved his body.
One could only imagine what kind of dramatic scene would unfold when they t in the future.
Not long after, Jun Xiaoyao found the Immortal Realm's team.
"Cousin Xiaoyao!"
"The Divine Son has returned!"
Jun Qingyan, ng Zhan, and others saw Jun Xiaoyao and happily gathered around him.
Only Ling Yuan stood at a distance, her jade arms folded across her chest, her tall and beautiful figure standing like a celestial flower, noble and cold.
She glanced at Jun Xiaoyao with her phoenix eyes, her delicate eyebrows slightly raised, and her pretty nose snorted, "So you didn't run into trouble after all. I guess you're lucky."
Although Ling Yuan said this.
She would never admit that earlier, when Jun Xiaoyao was nowhere to be seen, she had felt sowhat inexplicably irritated.
Jun Xiaoyao naturally paid no attention to Ling Yuan, nor would he indulge her.
"Cousin, that talent from the Chi Xiao clan..." Jun Qingyan said.
"Dead," Jun Xiaoyao replied.
"As expected of Cousin Xiaoyao," Jun Qingyan's eyes revealed even more admiration.
A talent from a quasi-imperial clan, killed by Jun Xiaoyao without hesitation.
The Immortal Realm cultivators present were also extrely amazed.
"However, there was a small incident along the way. I encountered a talent from an Immortal Imperial Clan of the other realm," Jun Xiaoyao casually ntioned.
"What!?"
With these words, all the Immortal Realm people were shocked.
An Immortal Imperial Clan had also appeared.
And had even encountered Jun Xiaoyao.
Such significant news ca from Jun Xiaoyao's mouth so casually, as if it were an insignificant matter.
"Unfortunately, she managed to escape," Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.
Hiss...
From all directions ca the sound of sharp intakes of breath.
It was as if they were trying to suck all the cold air from the world.
This was truly shocking.
That was a talent from an Immortal Imperial Clan. Even supre forbidden talents would be killed if they faced such a person.
"Divine Son is simply..."
ng Zhan and others were speechless.
Jun Xiaoyao had first slain ten royal talents from the other realm, then killed Chi Lingkong from the quasi-imperial clan.
Finally, he had even forced a talent from an Immortal Imperial Clan to retreat.
These feats made it impossible not to be shocked.
"Amitabha, Master Jun is truly astonishing. This humble monk wonders which Heavenly Emperor's reincarnation Master Jun might be?"
A voice chanting Buddha's na sounded, and the speaker was naturally the Reincarnated Discernnt Buddha's Son.
Imdiately, everyone's gaze converged on him.
The reason for this was that there had been rumors that the Reincarnated Discernnt Buddha's Son was one of the Seven Anti-Jun Sovereigns.
Ling Yuan was also attracted by this voice, narrowing her phoenix eyes to look over.
Having participated in the Seven Sovereigns' secret eting, she knew.
Of the Seven Anti-Jun Sovereigns, five had revealed their identities: herself, Ancient Emperor's Son, Xuan Yue, Long Yao'er, and Ji Daoyi.
The remaining two wore black robes, their identities unknown.
One of them had even only sent a clone to attend.
The identities of the last two Anti-Jun Sovereigns were quite intriguing.
Who could they be?
Was one of them really the Reincarnated Discernnt Buddha's Son standing before them?
Jun Xiaoyao also looked over.
His eyes were profound.
He had observed the previous battle.
The Reincarnated Discernnt Buddha's Son and the Yama Heavenly Son both appeared to be supre forbidden talents.
But their true strengths were definitely not the sa.
This Reincarnated Discernnt Buddha's Son was hiding a lot, not having displayed his true power at all.
If he had faced Chi Lingkong, perhaps Chi Lingkong would have been the unfortunate one.
"Heh... Jun is just an ordinary mortal, not the reincarnation of any great figure," Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.
He was a transmigrator, how could he be anyone's reincarnation?
Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's words, everyone was speechless.
Using the term "ordinary mortal" to describe Jun Xiaoyao was quite peculiar.
A strong sense of false modesty wafted over.
"Hehe, Master Jun is truly modest. But... isn't Master Jun curious whether this humble monk is one of the Seven Anti-Jun Sovereigns?"
These words instantly froze the atmosphere.
Almost everyone knew that Jun Xiaoyao's gamble against heaven had not yet concluded.
It was likely that a shocking scene would unfold later.
Ling Yuan's hand also tightened slightly.
For so reason, the closer they got to the plan, the more complex her feelings beca.
Jun Xiaoyao's smile briefly paused, then he let out a light breath, his expression still calm.
"Actually, I don't care."
"Oh?" The Reincarnated Discernnt Buddha's Son's eyes flashed.
"Whether you are or not makes no difference to this Divine Son."
"It's like seeing seven ants on the ground. When you step on them as you pass by, would you bend down to examine whether you've crushed white ants or black ants?"
Jun Xiaoyao's words plunged the entire scene into an icy silence!
Everyone swallowed hard, their faces showing expressions of extre shock!
The Seven Anti-Jun Sovereigns appointed by heaven, each one a peerless prodigy like the Ancient Emperor's Son or Ling Yuan.
Yet in Jun Xiaoyao's mouth, they were rely seven ants.
He didn't even need to deliberately investigate their identities.
Anyone who stood in his way would simply be crushed!
What kind of dominance was this!
What kind of arrogance was this!
Throughout the ages, only Jun Xiaoyao dared to show such contempt for heaven!
At this mont, even Ling Yuan, who stood in opposition to him, was deeply shocked by Jun Xiaoyao's dominance.
"He can't be defeated..." Ling Yuan subconsciously murmured in her heart.
Such a person, unless he wanted to lose himself.
Otherwise, no one could make him lose!
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