Chapter 106: The Gathering of Various Forces and Huang Xuan Yi's Speculation

In Qin Xuan's eyes, Jun Xiaoyao was like a character that only existed in legends.

Now, when Qin Xuan learned of Jun Xiaoyao's true identity, she was completely stunned, frozen in place.

It was too surreal, too unrealistic!

"Why are you standing there like a fool?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.

"Qin... Qin Xuan has... has met the Divine Son!" Qin Xuan stammered, her speech faltering as she bowed to Jun Xiaoyao.

"Alright, come up," Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand.

He was no stranger to such humble and respectful attitudes.

Qin Xuan felt anxious yet excited, her delicate face flushed as she leaped onto the back of the Nine-headed Lion.

The Nine-headed Lion could change its size at will, easily accommodating a hundred people.

Standing behind, Qin Xuan looked at Jun Xiaoyao with awe and admiration in her eyes.

"Don't worry, Yang Pan will pay the price," Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.

He wasn't really seeking revenge for Qin Xuan; he simply wanted to take advantage of Yang Pan.

However, in Qin Xuan's eyes, this was indeed helping her get revenge.

"Thank you, Divine Son!" Qin Xuan's voice trembled.

Others might not be able to deal with the Champion Marquis.

But Qin Xuan believed that Jun Xiaoyao could definitely do it.

Around them, the cultivators attracted by the Nine-headed Lion's presence widened their eyes in shock as they caught sight of the transcendent figure standing atop it, taking a deep breath.

"Is that... the Jun family Divine Son?"

"Absolutely, it must be! He has the ability to tame the Nine-headed Lion as a mount, and his aura is so powerful—there's no one else but the Jun family Divine Son!"

"Wow... before, some said the Jun family Divine Son was afraid of the Champion Marquis. Who would have thought he had already arrived?"

"It seems the Divine Son didn't even take the Champion Marquis seriously, right?"

From all directions, countless voices of excitement and surprise erupted.

Curious, fervent, admiring, and astonished gazes all fell upon Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.

Sometimes, having too much fame could also be a burden.

The Nine-headed Lion soared into the sky with Jun Xiaoyao and Qin Xuan.

Jun Xiaoyao gazed into the distance, looking toward the direction of the Imperial Palace, the Forbidden City.

"The Champion Marquis has been jumping around for so long; it's time to give him a wake-up call and make him see reality," Jun Xiaoyao said, hands behind his back.

...

In the Imperial Palace, the Forbidden City.

Various factions gathered, and the atmosphere was incredibly lively and bustling.

From time to time, forces would arrive and take their seats.

At this moment, two phoenix cries suddenly echoed in the sky.

Two golden, radiant phoenixes pulled two palanquins, crossing the void toward them.

"That's... the Wan Phoenix Spirit Mountain!" many cultivators looked up in awe.

As a top ancient royal family on par with the Ancestral Dragon Nest, the reputation and intimidation of Wan Phoenix Spirit Mountain were second to none.

Two streaks of red light shot out from the palanquins, revealing Huang Xuan Yi and Feng Qing Ling.

Both had wings on their backs.

Feng Qing Ling had snow-white skin and crystal-clear red eyes, her expression cold and not particularly attractive.

Clearly, she was still brooding over her previous experience at the Immortal Qiong Tower.

That humiliating experience was like a nightmare for her, a noble lady.

Beside her, Huang Xuan Yi wore a red robe adorned with wing decorations.

He looked exceptionally handsome, with a small red mark on his brow that was very mysterious.

"Isn't that Huang Xuan Yi and Feng Qing Ling? These two are quite famous prodigies from Wan Phoenix Spirit Mountain."

"However, I heard that Feng Qing Ling was taught a lesson by a mysterious prodigy at the Immortal Qiong Tower."

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't let them hear you; be careful of attracting disaster," a cultivator hurriedly warned.

Provoking Wan Phoenix Spirit Mountain would not end well.

Feng Qing Ling's expression darkened further upon hearing the faint whispers.

"Qing Ling, with your strength, you shouldn't have lost so easily," Huang Xuan Yi said.

"That guy's physical strength is simply more terrifying than our ancient royal family," Feng Qing Ling replied, her tone filled with resentment.

"Could it be that the one with the Ancient Sacred Body is the Jun family Divine Son?" Huang Xuan Yi speculated.

Aside from a few rare physiques like the Human Race Sacred Body, Huang Xuan Yi couldn't think of any other physique that could be more terrifying than the ancient royal family.

"Jun family Divine Son?" Feng Qing Ling's body trembled slightly.

She hadn't thought of this before because there were rumors that Jun Xiaoyao had not come to the Panwu Divine Dynasty.

Moreover, not every physically strong person could be Jun Xiaoyao, right?

However, upon careful consideration, Feng Qing Ling felt that it was not impossible.

"Looks like it's highly likely," Huang Xuan Yi said.

"If it really is him, then the Jun family Divine Son is even more terrifying than the rumors suggest," Feng Qing Ling said, filled with trepidation.

When they had just left Wan Phoenix Spirit Mountain, they had said that Jun Xiaoyao would suffer for underestimating them.

Now, it was Feng Qing Ling who had suffered a significant loss.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure to meet that Jun Xiaoyao when the time comes," Huang Xuan Yi said casually.

In his eyes, a faint golden-red flame flickered.

As a top prodigy of Wan Phoenix Spirit Mountain, he had never feared anyone.

"Xuan Yi, you must help me get revenge," Feng Qing Ling gritted her teeth.

Even now, her jade arm still throbbed with pain.

As the two discussed, they landed in the VIP area.

In another part of the sky, a carriage appeared out of thin air.

Seeing the banner on the carriage, many were surprised.

"The Ancient Ye Family has arrived."

From the carriage, two figures emerged—Ye Xingyun and his old servant, Fu Bo.

Fu Bo looked at Ye Xingyun with a hint of relief.

Since Ye Xingyun's crushing defeat at the hands of Jun Xiaoyao last time, he had returned to the Ye family as if he had become a different person.

He spent all his time in seclusion, focusing on cultivation.

Moreover, his temperament had become much steadier, shedding the arrogance and impulsiveness of youth.

"Jun Xiaoyao, will you show up?" Ye Xingyun murmured to himself.

Not long after Ye Xingyun and the others took their seats, another flying ancient beast pulled a war chariot toward them.

"That's the Northern Land Wang Family!" some powerful figures exclaimed.

The Northern Land Wang Family, located in the extreme north of the Ancient Heaven Immortal Domain, was a well-known ancient family in the Northern Land, occupying over thirty states.

They were considered a major power in the North.

"The Northern Land Wang Family has come; could it be that the young emperor of the Wang Family is here to compete for the position of son-in-law?" some cultivators speculated.

The most famous figure from the Northern Land Wang Family was their prodigy, the young emperor Wang Teng.

A man whom his father claimed had the potential to become an emperor.

Wang Teng rarely entered the world, spending most of his time in seclusion.

But every time he did, a group of prodigies would challenge him, and in the end, no one could match him.

Thus, Wang Teng's name began to resonate throughout the Ancient Heaven Immortal Domain.

"Wow, if the young emperor really is here, this will be interesting."

"Indeed, the Divine Son, the young emperor, the Champion Marquis—who among them isn't a remarkable talent?"

Many were looking forward to the clash between the Jun family Divine Son, the Wang family young emperor, and the Champion Marquis!