Chapter 141 The Shura Field between Two Women, the Thoughts of the Golden-winged Little Peng King, and the Harvest of Immortal Source

It is hard to imagine that a princess of the Immortal Dynasty would lie at Jun Xiaoyao's legs like a cat at this moment.

She looked like an abandoned pet.

If the Yin-Yang Saint outside the box saw this scene, he would definitely doubt his life.

Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently: "Why are you here?"

Wu Mingyue said weakly: "I heard that the master was coming to Tiandao Tower, so Mingyue rushed here without stopping, just to see the master."

After Jun Xiaoyao's repeated designs, Wu Mingyue was completely trained and became loyal to him.

"Sir, how could she?" Jun Linglong was also very surprised, and her beautiful eyes widened slightly.

The relationship between Jun Xiaoyao and Wu Mingyue, apart from themselves, only Jun Zhangjian knew.

"It's a long story, but Mingyue is a trustworthy person." Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

Hearing this, Wu Mingyue showed a touching smile.

She was very happy to be trusted by Jun Xiaoyao.

But Jun Linglong was not happy, and there was a hint of hostility in her eyes.

She sensed a little threat.

"The Yin-Yang Saint outside the door seems to be interested in you." Jun Xiaoyao said casually.

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

The Yin-Yang Saint, backed by the Yin-Yang Sect, was also the Saint of the Holy Spirit Academy.

Before, the Holy Spirit Academy had a message saying that Jun Xiaoyao was not welcome to come, and there must have been Yin-Yang Saint and others who were fanning the flames.

Wu Mingyue felt sweet when she heard this, and thought to herself: "Is the master jealous?"

However, she immediately said: "The master is overthinking, that Yin-Yang Saint, Mingyue has never even looked at him."

"Yeah." Jun Xiaoyao nodded.

Wu Mingyue is his plaything, and she still has a role for him, so how can he let others touch her casually?

"By the way, Master, Mingyue also brought you more than a hundred immortal sources. I can only collect this much." Wu Mingyue obediently took out the space magic tool, which contained immortal sources.

Even with her status as the eldest princess, it is not easy to collect so many immortal sources.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

He has not used Wu Mingyue yet, but Wu Mingyue has become a tool herself.

"Very good, thank you very much." Jun Xiaoyao put away the immortal source and touched Wu Mingyue's smooth head.

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

Jun Linglong felt more and more chest tightness the more she looked at him. She stood behind Jun Xiaoyao, stretched out her jade hand, and said softly: "Young Master, Linglong will massage your shoulders."

Wu Mingyue put her hand on Jun Xiaoyao's leg and said: "Master, Mingyue will massage your legs."

"Ahem..."

Even Jun Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, and then pretended not to care.

Why does it feel like the Shura Field is unfolding?

…

On the other side, the martial arts competition is also about to begin.

All the prodigies are sitting in the stands.

And some of the noble prodigies are sitting in the VIP box.

For example, the Golden Winged Little Peng King Jin Lie.

He is tall, handsome and powerful, with long golden hair draped down.

There are golden vertical pupils in his eyes, like beasts, with a sense of wildness, very cold.

Behind him, there is also a pair of golden wings, each feather is as sharp as a golden sword.

"This time, I want to collect some powerful followers, and Jun Xiaoyao..." Jin Lie narrowed his eyes, shining with cold light.

Jun Xiaoyao subdued the nine-headed lion as a mount, which made Jin Lie very unhappy.

The reason is very simple. When outsiders mention the top ancient royal family, they will first think of the nine-headed lion and the golden-winged big peng.

These two races have always been equally famous. When one is mentioned, the other will inevitably be mentioned.

Now, Jun Xiaoyao rides the nine-headed lion, and the Golden Winged Dapeng is as famous as the nine-headed lion.

Doesn't this mean that the Golden Winged Dapeng is just a mount?

When outsiders mention the Golden Winged Dapeng, they will say that it is the same as the nine-headed lion, both of which are mounts.

"Humph, that nine-headed lion really makes my ancient royal family lose face!" Jin Lie's eyebrows were gloomy.

He made up his mind to meet Jun Xiaoyao in Tiandao Building later.

The face of the ancient royal family must not be lost!

"Everyone, welcome to participate in the fighting competition held by my Wanbao Chamber of Commerce. I hope everyone can gain something and make a lot of money."

An old man who presided over the meeting walked up to the high platform and said.

He didn't waste any words and quickly got to the point.

Two slaves were driven up.

One of them was covered with mane, huge, with muscular body, holding a white bone stick.

"It turned out to be a barbarian." Some monks were surprised.

The barbarian tribe is also a very large tribe with many branches.

The high-level barbarian tribe can even cultivate special barbarian patterns and use the power of nature.

Although this barbarian tribe is not a high-level barbarian tribe, its strength is also extremely powerful.

The other slave was very shriveled and skinny.

"It's the Wind Shadow Tribe." An old man recognized it.

"Okay, everyone can place bets." The old man in charge said.

Jun Xiaoyao took a casual look.

It seems that the barbarian tribe is stronger than the Wind Shadow Tribe in every aspect.

Moreover, this barbarian tribe has thick skin and strong defense. Even if the Wind Shadow Tribe has the speed advantage, it is very difficult to cause fatal damage to the barbarian tribe.

So most people suppress the barbarian tribe.

"Ten immortal sources, suppress the Wind Shadow Tribe." Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.

Jun Linglong and Wu Mingyue were both slightly surprised.

Ten immortal sources were given out at once, which was definitely a big deal.

If you are not careful, you may lose everything.

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

However, the result came out soon.

The Fengying tribe finally activated the blood power, and a sharp wind blade directly pierced the chest of the barbarian.

"Master is so powerful, with a sharp eye." Wu Mingyue admired.

"It's just a small matter."

With Jun Xiaoyao's current talent, not to mention seeing through everything, he can still detect the talents of these people.

In the end, the Fengying tribe was bought by a genius from a big power.

Generally speaking, strong slaves will be wanted by someone.

Either as slaves or as dead men.

However, Jun Xiaoyao doesn't like slaves like the Fengying tribe.

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

Next, more slaves were brought in one after another.

The ancient myriad races, including human race, demon race slaves, etc., were all there.

And Jun Xiaoyao, without any surprise, all hit the target.

The last 150 immortal sources became 400.

Of course, this was also due to the indulgence of Wanbao Chamber of Commerce.

Otherwise, if they hit the target every time, Wanbao Chamber of Commerce would not want to bleed so much.

"It seems that Wanbao Chamber of Commerce is quite sensible and did not stop me from pressing on." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Next, the old man who presided over the meeting became serious and spoke.

"Everyone, the next is the last duel of this martial arts competition."

As the old man finished speaking, two iron cages covered with cloth were pushed up.

There were even forbidden runes engraved around the iron cages.

But even so, there were also strong waves emanating from the iron cages.

"Hmm?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes suddenly focused and looked at one of the iron cages.