Chapter 101: Three Moves to Dominate
Hearing this voice, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes revealed a hint of indifference as he turned to look at Feng Qingling.
Feng Qingling's gaze was filled with fervor as she looked at the Fengming Qishan zither.
The attributes of this zither were perfectly aligned with her, as if it had been tailor-made for her.
Not to mention, it was a rare ancient holy weapon.
Ancient holy weapons in the form of zithers were exceedingly rare; they were not merely used for cultivating one's temperament.
As weapons for combat, their power was formidable.
Thus, Feng Qingling was moved and couldn't help but speak up.
"Oh, so what?" Jun Xiaoyao replied with a hint of amusement.
"One thousand top-grade divine sources in exchange for your ancient zither," Feng Qingling said casually.
Some young prodigies around them took a deep breath.
As expected of a descendant of the ancient royal family, she casually offered one thousand top-grade divine sources.
However, many looked at the Fengming Qishan in Jun Xiaoyao's hands.
Compared to the ancient holy weapon zither, one thousand top-grade divine sources were definitely not much.
In fact, it seemed a bit shabby.
After all, the value of an ancient holy weapon could not be measured by top-grade divine sources.
At the very least, it needed to be measured in celestial sources.
However, even though Feng Qingling was a noble lady of the Wanhuang Spirit Mountain, she couldn't possibly offer many celestial sources.
Celestial sources were extremely rare and scarce, even within the Jun family.
"One thousand top-grade divine sources for my ancient zither? If your brain isn't working well, you should find someone to treat it," Jun Xiaoyao said coldly.
He hadn't actively sought trouble with the Wanhuang Spirit Mountain, yet someone from there dared to set their sights on his zither.
"Hmm? Do you know who I am?" Feng Qingling's brows furrowed.
"I don't care who you are, and I'm not interested at all. If you want to die, you can keep dancing in front of me," Jun Xiaoyao replied in a flat tone.
Upon hearing this, many young talents widened their eyes in disbelief.
Feng Qingling was a noble lady of the Wanhuang Spirit Mountain, and her status and strength were not something an ordinary person could provoke.
Even descendants of immortal forces would not adopt such an attitude in front of Feng Qingling.
"Looking for death, refusing a toast and instead asking for punishment!" Feng Qingling's beautiful eyes blazed with anger; she was genuinely furious.
As a noble lady of the Wanhuang Spirit Mountain, wherever she went, she was revered, and no one dared to offend her.
In her view, if she had taken a liking to this ancient zither, Jun Xiaoyao should be more than willing to give it to her.
Feng Qingling acted directly, her jade hand sweeping out, and a series of red runes soared into the air, seemingly coalescing into a pair of phoenix wings.
"Is that... the True Phoenix Divine Ability?!"
Many young prodigies around stood up, their eyes filled with shock.
The True Phoenix Divine Ability of the Wanhuang Spirit Mountain was on par with the True Dragon Divine Ability of the Ancestral Dragon Nest, both being top-tier martial arts in the celestial realm.
"Wait, there are traces of the True Phoenix Divine Ability within, but it's not the true True Phoenix Divine Ability; it should just be an extension of a scattered technique," some perceptive prodigies said, their eyes flickering.
However, even if it was just a scattered technique, the power unleashed from Feng Qingling's hands was still incredibly formidable.
Not to mention, her own cultivation had reached the Great Perfection of the Unity Realm.
At her age, possessing such cultivation, Feng Qingling truly deserved her status as a noble lady of the Wanhuang Spirit Mountain.
"Young master, be careful..." Qin Xuan and the Tianqin Maiden both exclaimed.
Seeing the Tianqin Maiden so concerned about Jun Xiaoyao, the Third Prince's expression grew increasingly grim.
"Provoking the noble lady of the Wanhuang Spirit Mountain, he won't even know how he died..." the Third Prince thought coldly.
Just as this thought arose in his mind, the next moment, Jun Xiaoyao made his move.
Without using any techniques, he simply struck out with a palm.
Pfft!
Jun Xiaoyao's palm collided with Feng Qingling's attack.
Accompanied by a spine-chilling crack, Feng Qingling's face suddenly turned pale.
Crack!
Her jade arm, which had swept out, was directly broken by a terrifying force, her bones shattered.
She was also sent flying back, crashing into a stone pillar.
Fortunately, the entire Immortal Qiong Building was filled with defensive formations; otherwise, this collision alone would have been enough to collapse half of the building.
"How is this possible?" Feng Qingling's red lips turned as pale as paper.
The divine flames and radiant light surrounding her were dispersed, revealing her true form.
Her snow-white, stunning face bore a look of panic.
Despite being a woman with a graceful figure and delicate bones, she possessed a trace of phoenix blood, making her physical strength far greater than that of many human cultivators focused on body refinement.
It was precisely because of this that she was horrified; how could this human's physical body be so terrifying?
Could it be that he was also from an ancient royal family like her?
Seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao struck out again with a simple palm.
Against Feng Qingling, he didn't need to use any techniques; he could suppress her with just one hand.
As Jun Xiaoyao raised his palm to strike again, Feng Qingling gritted her teeth.
As a proud descendant of the ancient royal family, she could not accept such humiliation.
Feng Qingling's arm burst forth with red radiance, her blood energy swirling as her arm bones began to heal rapidly.
"What a powerful physique!"
"It is said that Feng Qingling underwent the baptism of the Phoenix Blood Pool in the Wanhuang Spirit Mountain, and her physical body is astonishing; it seems to be true."
Feng Qingling's state once again amazed the crowd.
As expected of a descendant of an immortal lineage, her various means and hidden cards were far beyond what ordinary prodigies could compare to.
"What use is that?" Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained indifferent and emotionless.
"Flying Phoenix Claw!"
Feng Qingling transformed her palm into a claw, a claw wrapped in red radiance appearing, tearing through the air with a hissing sound.
With this claw, an ordinary Unity Realm prodigy would be instantly shredded.
Jun Xiaoyao formed a fist seal, directly shattering the Flying Phoenix Claw, sending Feng Qingling flying back once more, causing her to spit out a mouthful of blood.
Jun Xiaoyao's eyes revealed a cold glint, his right arm shimmering with divine light, surrounded by celestial radiance.
He activated the power of a piece of Da Luo Immortal Bone.
In an instant, Feng Qingling's body broke out in small bumps, an overwhelming sense of danger rising from her heart.
Jun Xiaoyao showed no mercy, his fist radiating an earth-shattering power.
Feng Qingling hastily summoned a protective treasure with one hand, a shield resembling folded phoenix wings made of red gold.
Boom!
With a resounding crash, it sounded like divine iron clashing.
That shield, which was of no low grade, was directly shattered into pieces.
Feng Qingling was so frightened that her soul nearly left her body; her phoenix wings flared, and she soared into the air, darting into her carriage, fleeing like the wind.
She didn't even have time to leave a harsh word.
...
Silence.
On the top floor of the Immortal Qiong Building, all the young prodigies stood as if petrified, their bodies stiff.
The renowned noble lady of the Wanhuang Spirit Mountain, Feng Qingling, was actually driven away in three moves.
If this news were to spread, it would undoubtedly cause quite a stir.
The Tianqin Maiden looked at Jun Xiaoyao with eyes full of admiration.
Qin Xuan's mouth was agape, clearly not expecting Jun Xiaoyao to be this strong.
The young master of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce, who had initially been suspicious and wary, now wore a serious expression.
As the young master of the chamber, he was smooth and astute, knowing that such a person was absolutely not someone to provoke in the slightest.
The Third Prince, however, was different.
Born high above, he was a figure who could command the winds and rains in the Panwu Divine Dynasty.
Now, with Jun Xiaoyao's appearance, his sense of crisis had undoubtedly surged.
Seeing the Tianqin Maiden's attitude towards Jun Xiaoyao, the Third Prince felt even more displeased to the core.
"Young master, you haven't responded to the Tianqin Maiden's earlier small request," the Tianqin Maiden said softly.
What she referred to was, of course, the matter of spending the night talking, no, playing the zither with Jun Xiaoyao.
Her words even carried a hint of a playful tone.