Watching Xiao Chen stumble away, Jun Xiaoyao’s gaze was deep.
He understood that there must be so secret hidden behind Xiao Chen.
Thinking of this, Jun Xiaoyao secretly sent a ssage to Jun Zhangjian.
"Zhangjian, follow Xiao Chen in secret. Rember, do not startle the snake, and make sure he doesn’t notice you. Just track and record."
Hearing the telepathic ssage, Jun Zhangjian nodded slightly, and his figure vanished from the spot.
Jun Xiaoyao’s lips curled into a smile.
It shouldn’t take long for Xiao Chen’s secret to be revealed.
But for now, the most important thing is not Xiao Chen, but the opportunity at Wuling.
"This old fox..." Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the Panwu Divine Lord.
The Panwu Divine Lord was clearly trying to force him to acknowledge his role as the Prince Consort of the Panwu Divine Dynasty in front of everyone.
Later on, if Jun Xiaoyao did anything against the Panwu Divine Dynasty, this title would be a shackle.
The world would call Jun Xiaoyao ungrateful.
"The Panwu Divine Lord is indeed cunning and treacherous, wanting to sacrifice a Wu Mingyue to bind to the Panwu Divine Dynasty, but is it that simple?"
Jun Xiaoyao’s lips curled into a cold smile.
He is inherently free by nature, refusing any constraints. How could he be tied to the Panwu Divine Dynasty?
Moreover, Wu Mingyue’s current status is his female slave.
How could Jun Xiaoyao possibly marry his own female slave?
If he really wanted Wu Mingyue’s body, he could use the slave mark. Why bother with the title of Prince Consort?
"Panwu Divine Lord, aren’t you being a bit too hasty?" Jun Xiaoyao said with a slight smile.
"Hehe, there’s no ti like the present. I also hope my daughter can have a good ho." The Panwu Divine Lord smiled.
"A good ho?" Jun Xiaoyao tilted his head slightly.
Wu Mingyue probably already hated him to death.
Yang Pan, who erged from the ruins, heard the Panwu Divine Lord’s words, and his expression was extrely ugly.
He’s not stupid; he knows that the Panwu Divine Lord could never make him the Prince Consort anymore.
"Hmph, in the end, it’s still up to this Marquis to help find the Panhuang Three Swords." Yang Pan’s face darkened, cursing in his heart.
He didn’t act impulsively, appearing calr compared to before.
No choice, he was too afraid to act rashly.
With the Panhuang Spirit Sword for protection, he was not in mortal danger, but he was always getting beaten by Jun Xiaoyao.
Until obtaining a new opportunity, Yang Pan would not dare to jump around recklessly.
"Alright then, since that’s the case, the banquet continues, but it will be a wedding feast." The Panwu Divine Lord waved a large hand.
Wu Mingyue’s face paled.
Does she have to marry Jun Xiaoyao?
Indeed, compared to Yang Pan, Jun Xiaoyao is much better.
But it’s still a pit of fire.
Moreover, her current status is still Jun Xiaoyao’s female slave.
At the bridal chamber, if Jun Xiaoyao wanted to play so special master-slave gas...
Wu Mingyue dared not think any further.
Hearing the Panwu Divine Lord’s words, the whole venue erupted in commotion.
Many of the Celestial Pride ladies from various forces were looking at Wu Mingyue with envy, jealousy, and hate.
Jiang Luoli was a bit lost, her two ponytails drooping listlessly.
"It shouldn’t... be..." Jiang Shengyi’s jade hand clenched slightly.
In her eyes, Jun Xiaoyao shouldn’t be soone so casual.
With his status, position, and appearance, what Celestial Pride lady could he not have? Why would he be interested in an Eldest Princess of a Divine Dynasty?
The more Jiang Shengyi thought, the more uncomfortable she felt.
Then she suddenly realized that she seed to be jealous of Wu Mingyue.
Could it be?
She, who possesses an Innate Dao Embryo and has Dao Heart Harmony, unaffected by external joys or personal sorrows.
When did she start experiencing such emotional fluctuations?
And just as the commotion erupted all around.
A faint sigh suddenly sounded.
"Panwu Divine Lord, can’t you just turn a blind eye? Do you really want , Jun Mou, to tear down the facade while speaking to you?"
At the sound of this voice, the entire venue fell into a solemn silence.
Countless incredulous eyes all landed on Jun Xiaoyao.
Jiang Luoli and others had their faces lit up with radiant expressions, staring at Jun Xiaoyao intently.
The Panwu Divine Lord’s expression slightly hardened, saying, "Jun Xiaoyao, what do you an by that?"
"What do I an?" Jun Xiaoyao chuckled and said, "Do you think Wu Mingyue is worthy of ?"
With that one sentence, all of the Forbidden City fell into utter silence!
Shock!
Stupefaction!
In the Panwu Divine Dynasty’s Forbidden City, in front of the Panwu Divine Lord, questioning the worthiness of Princess Wu Mingyue?
This was a brazen slap in the face.
Wu Mingyue’s lips nearly bled from being bitten, her face pale as paper, completely devoid of color.
Jun Xiaoyao’s words were nothing but humiliation to her.
"Jun Xiaoyao, do you know what you are saying?" Panwu Divine Lord’s aura burst forth, the breath of a Quasi-Supre Venerable spreading out.
The Panwu Divine Lord, a Quasi-Supre Powerhouse.
Yet clearly, he was not the strongest in the Panwu Divine Dynasty.
For an Immortal Dao Lineage, even a Supre Venerable is not the pinnacle.
Unfortunately, this imposing aura had no effect on Jun Xiaoyao whatsoever.
Originally, Jun Xiaoyao thought about smoothing things over.
That way, everyone would be pleased without having to tear apart the facade.
But the Panwu Divine Lord insisted on forcing Jun Xiaoyao into the role of Prince Consort.
This left Jun Xiaoyao sowhat displeased.
If the Panwu Divine Lord wanted to sche against him.
Then he could only turn the sche against the Panwu Divine Lord.
Fortunately, there was still a move left unplayed by Jun Xiaoyao.
This chess piece, which he initially thought wouldn’t be utilized today.
Now it seed, it needed to be used.
"That Prince Consort position, I’m not interested in, but Wuling, I must enter!" Jun Xiaoyao’s tone was cold and imperious.
These words set off a trendous wave.
Countless people were shocked to the point of their scalps tingling.
A Unity Realm Celestial Pride daring to address a Quasi-Supre Powerhouse in such a manner, utterly refreshed their outlook.
Moreover, this was the Prince Consort of the Immortal Divine Dynasty, a position countless Celestials envied, yet Jun Xiaoyao seed to disdain it.
At this mont, many male Celestial Prides felt so sympathy for Wu Mingyue.
While those female cultivators let out reverent and frenzied screams.
This was the Jun Family’s Divine Son, whom they idolized and admired.
The aura of the aloof prince.
Rather than a promiscuous scoundrel who casually fancied anyone.
"Hehe, I knew Brother Xiaoyao wasn’t such a casual person!" Jiang Luoli, regaining her vitality, revealed a playful and silly smile on her fair face.
Jiang Shengyi also secretly let out a breath of relief.
But then again, even Jiang Luoli was soone Jun Xiaoyao didn’t particularly care for, let alone a Wu Mingyue.
"Jun Xiaoyao, are you here to wreck the party today?"
Panwu Divine Lord’s eyes radiated icy anger.
If it were any other Celestial Pride, even from an Immortal Dao Lineage, the Panwu Divine Lord would not hesitate to crush them with a single palm.
But if it were Jun Xiaoyao, the Panwu Divine Lord couldn’t bear to make a move no matter what.
Dread!
Too much dread!
Killing a Jun Xiaoyao would be equivalent to imdiately offending both the Jun Family and Jiang Family, two Ancient Desolate Families.
Even the Panwu Divine Dynasty couldn’t bear such consequences.
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