Chapter 141

It was hard to imagine that an immortal princess of the Jin Dynasty would be lying beside Jun Xiaoyao's leg like a cat.

She looked like an abandoned pet.

If the Yin Yang Holy Son outside the room saw this scene, he would definitely doubt himself.

Jun Xiaoyao said calmly, "Why are you here?"

Wu Mingyue said in a weak voice, "I heard that Master was coming to the Heavenly Dao Tower, so I rushed here without stopping just to see Master."

After going through Jun Xiaoyao's repeated training sessions, Wu Mingyue was considered to have been thoroughly trained. She was now completely loyal to him.

"Master, why would she …?" Jun Linglong was also very surprised. Her beautiful eyes widened slightly.

Only Jun Zhanjian knew about the relationship between Jun Xiaoyao and Wu Mingyue.

"It's a long story, but Mingyue is someone I can trust," Jun Xiaoyao said with a smile.

Hearing this, Wu Mingyue revealed a charming smile.

She was very happy to be trusted by Jun Xiaoyao.

However, Jun Linglong was not happy. There was a hint of hostility in her eyes.

She felt a little threatened.

"The Yin Yang Holy Son outside seems to be interested in you," Jun Xiaoyao said casually.

Although they were separated by the room, Jun Xiaoyao could understand the situation outside.

The Yin Yang Holy Son was backed by the Yin Yang Sect and was the Holy Son of the Holy Spirit College.

Previously, the Holy Spirit College spread the news that Jun Xiaoyao was not welcome. The Yin Yang Holy Son and others must have added fuel to the fire.

Wu Mingyue heard this and felt sweet. She thought to herself, "Is Master jealous?"

However, she immediately said, "Master, you're overthinking. I didn't even look at the Yin Yang Holy Son."

"Hmm" Jun Xiaoyao nodded.

Wu Mingyue was his plaything. She was still useful to him. How could he let others touch her?

"By the way, Master, I also brought you more than 100 Immortal Sources. This is all I could collect." Wu Mingyue obediently took out the Immortal Sources in her spatial artifact.

Even with her status as the Eldest Princess, it was not easy to collect so many Immortal Sources.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

He had not used Wu Mingyue yet, and she was already acting as a tool.

"Very good, thank you." Jun Xiaoyao put away the Immortal Sources and patted Wu Mingyue's head.

Wu Mingyue narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, feeling sweet in her heart.

Jun Linglong felt her chest tightened. She stood behind Jun Xiaoyao and extended her hand and said softly, "Young Master, Linglong to massage your shoulders.."

Wu Mingyue then rested her hand on Jun Xiaoyao's leg and said, "Master, Mingyue will give you a massage."

"Ahem …"

Even Jun Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment. Then, he pretended not to care.

Why did it feel like a scene from some low level harem novel?

...

On the other side, the Martial Arts Competition was about to begin.

All the prodigies were sitting on the spectator stands.

Some of the more prestigious Heaven's Favorites were seated in the VIP rooms.

For example, the Golden-winged Roc, Jin Yeol.

He was tall and handsome. His long golden hair was draped over his shoulders.

His eyes were golden vertical pupils, like those of a beast. They carried a sense of wildness and were extremely cold.

He had a pair of golden wings on his back. Every feather was as sharp as a golden sword.

"This time, I'm going to take in some powerful followers, and that Jun Xiaoyao as well …" Jin Lie squinted, his eyes glinting coldly.

Jin Yeol was very unhappy that Jun Xiaoyao had subdued the Nine-Headed Lion as his mount.

The reason was simple. When outsiders mentioned the top primordial royal family, they would immediately think of the Nine-Headed Lion and the Golden-Winged Roc.

These two races had always been equally famous. When one was mentioned, the other would inevitably be mentioned.

Now, Jun Xiaoyao had the Nine-Headed Lion as his mount. The Golden-Winged Roc was equally famous as the Nine-Headed Lion.

Didn't that mean that the Golden-Winged Roc was just a mount?

When outsiders mentioned the Golden-Winged Roc, they would say that it was the same as the Nine-Headed Lion. They were both mounts.

"Hmph, that Nine-Headed Lion has really embarrassed the primordial royal family!" Jin Yeol's expression darkened.

He made up his mind to meet Jun Xiaoyao in the Heavenly Dao Tower one day.

The primordial royal family could not be disgraced!

"Everyone, welcome to the Martial Arts Competition organized by the Million Treasures Chamber of Commerce. I hope that everyone can gain something and make a lot of money."

An old man walked up to the high platform and said.

He did not waste any time and quickly got to the point.

Two slaves were driven up.

One of them had a huge body full of hair and bulging muscles. He held a white bone club.

"It's a barbarian." Some of the cultivators were surprised.

The barbarian race was also a very large race with many branches.

High-level barbarians could even cultivate special barbarian marks and borrow the power of nature.

Although this barbarian was not a high-level barbarian, he was extremely powerful.

The other slave was very shriveled and skinny.

"It's the Wind Shadow Clan." An old man recognized him.

"Okay, everyone can place your bets," the old man said.

Jun Xiaoyao glanced at them casually.

It seemed that the barbarian race was stronger than the Wind Shadow Clan in every aspect.

Moreover, the barbarian race had thick skin and strong defense. Even if the Wind Shadow Clan had the advantage of speed, it was very difficult to cause fatal damage to the barbarian race.

Therefore, most people bet on the barbarian race.

"Ten Immortal Sources to for the Wind Shadow Clan," Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.

Jun Linglong and Wu Mingyue were slightly surprised.

It was definitely a big deal to bet ten Immortal Sources in one go.

If they were not careful, they might lose all their money.

Of course, they did not object. Jun Xiaoyao's words were orders.

However, the result was soon out.

In the end, the Wind Shadow Clan member activated the power of his bloodline. A sharp wind blade directly pierced through the barbarian's chest.

"Master is really amazing. Your eyes are like torches," Wu Mingyue said in admiration.

"It's a piece of cake."

With Jun Xiaoyao's current talents, he was able to detect the talents of these people, even if he was unable to see through all things.

In the end, the Wind Shadow Clan member was bought by a genius of a big force.

Generally speaking, powerful slaves would be wanted by people.

They could be used as slaves or as death warriors.

However, Jun Xiaoyao was not interested in slaves like the Wind Shadow Clan.

Not to mention being a follower, even buying them to guard the house was redundant.

Next, many more slaves were placed one after another.

There were slaves from the Ten Thousand Ancient Races, including the human race, demon race, and so on.

As expected, Jun Xiaoyao bet on all of them.

In the end, the 150 Immortal Sources became 400.

Of course, this was also because the Million Treasure Chamber of Commerce indulged.

Otherwise, the Million Treasure Chamber of Commerce would not have wanted to spend so much money.

"It seems that the Million Treasure Chamber of Commerce is quite tactful. They did not stop me from continuing to bet," Jun Xiaoyao said.

Following that, the old man's expression became serious as he spoke.

"Everyone, next will be the final battle of this Martial Battle Gathering."

As the old man's voice fell, two iron cages covered with cloth were pushed forward.

There were even sealing runes engraved around the iron cages.

Even so, there were still waves of powerful ripples being emitted from the cage.

"Hmm?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes suddenly narrowed as he looked at one of the iron cages.