ly. Let's see just how powerful it is." The nine-headed worm let out a cold laugh.The Four Little Saints dashed toward Shangqiu Guxing's direction.A month passed in the blink of an eye.Shangqiu Shengc...A gentle voice, accompanied by poetry and ten miles of peach blossoms flying.

When she heard his words, a ripple of emotion stirred in Yuan Che's heart.

> “Half awake, half drunk, day after day, flowers fall and bloom year after year……”

Yàn Chè chewed on the line of poetry, her gaze fixed on the depths of the peach grove.

She saw it.

In the depths of that peach grove, a young man in white, like a banished fairy, leaned against a peach tree.

< Ahead of him lay a game of chess, in his hand he held a pot of wine. >

The petals of the peach tree fluttered down and landed on his shoulders, and he didn't brush them away. He let them rest there.

This is a dreamlike and beautiful painting.

Ten miles of peach forest, a white-clad fairy, accompanied by flying petals of peach blossoms.

Any girl would be instantly smitten.

Yuan Che was hidden in the shadows, watching this scene.

To be honest, even though she is the princess of Gu Xian Ting.

But because she was raised in the Qionghua Palace since childhood, she hasn't seen much of the world.

But her vision was not narrow.

After all, her father is the Eastern Hua Emperor.

The Heavenly Sovereign Hao Tian is also a peerless talent.

But at this moment, the young man who was playing chess and drinking wine under the peach blossom trees still held onto Yuan Che's gaze.

What a strange man he must have been

Yuan Che was extremely curious.

But she couldn't help but remember the warning from Heavenly Master Haotian.

This area is off-limits to all persons.

Yuan Che sighed inwardly, wanting to leave, but unwilling to do so.

"Could this be what they call fate" Yuan Che couldn't help but think to himself.

And just then, that celestial young man, with breathtaking beauty and unparalleled elegance, clad in white...

Suddenly, he raised his wine glass and said, "Friend, since you're here, why not show yourself"

Yuan Che's heart suddenly felt a bit flustered, she wanted to leave immediately.

But the body is very honest, directly showing its shape.

"This...what's the name of this poem"

Perhaps because he rarely saw outsiders, Yuan Che's tone was a little awkward.

"The Song of Taohua Monastery."

The young man in white smiled faintly, his countenance handsome and gentle.

Yuan Che's face flushed unconsciously.

She's not a shallow person who cares only about looks, otherwise she would have fallen for Haotian True Lord long ago.

But she just felt that the young man in white before her had a very special aura.

That was the aura she longed for.

Freedom.

That's right.

Although Yuan Che was the princess of the ancient fairy court, the thing she craved most, freedom, was something that ordinary beings possessed easily.

"This poem is very good. By the way, aren't you afraid of me" Yuan Che asked.

"Why be afraid" the young man in white asked.

"It seems you are unaware of my identity," Yuan Che said with a slightly lowered gaze.

"Of course I know, you are the daughter of the Eastern Hua Emperor, the Iris Princess of the Immortal Court." The young man in white smiled slowly.

"Then you are not afraid of me Everyone else avoids me, like they fear a venomous serpent, worried about being tainted by misfortune and bad luck." Yuan Che said.

She has grown accustomed to the coldness and isolation.

"Misfortune and ill omen" The young man in white tilted his head slightly, then said.

"Look at this ten-mile peach blossom grove, the petals wilt and rot after blooming, but that doesn't negate its splendor."

"As with life, even if it's tainted by misfortune, that doesn't negate its existence. Princess Yuan Che, your significance remains."

The white-clad youth's words left Yúan Chè standing rooted to the spot.

Before her eyes, everything suddenly blurred.

It wasn't until later that I realized they were tears.

"Princess Yuance, if you don't mind, would you care for a drink" The young man in white raised his cup in invitation.

Yuan Che's jade hand wiped away the tears from the corner of his eye, and a smile that was unprecedented in its sincerity bloomed on his face.

As she had guessed.

This young man in white, truly is an extraordinary fellow.

"By the way, I still don't know your name," said Yuan Che.

"At your service, Yu Xiaoyao," the young man in white said calmly.

"Jade's Freedom..."

Yuan Che murmured the words again and again.

As expected, the name suits them.

The son is as jade.

And there was also a kind of free-spirited, unfettered aura that she yearned for.

"Are you also from the Immortal Court Why have I never heard of your name" Yuan Che inquired curiously.

Although she never left home, she was aware of some figures in the fairy court.

The young man in white said, "I have always been a carefree wanderer, traveling the four seas. In the morning I visit the North Sea and in the evening I am at Mount Cangwu. I rarely reside in the fairy court."

"Well, that explains things. You must have been to many places, could you tell me about them"

Yuan Che rested her chin on her hand, gazing at the young man in white.

The young man before her possessed the very freedom she desired most.

Of course, it's my honor. The young man smiled.

Then all sorts of anecdotes about cloud traveling will be told.

Yuan Che was also listening with rapt attention.

Time flies.

At that moment, Yuan Che inwardly cursed.

"Finished, I need to go back quickly."

"After you, Princess," the young man smiled.

Yuan Che hesitated for a moment, looking towards Jun Xiaoyao.

After a long silence, she finally mustered the courage to say: "Yu Xiaoyao, can we still meet here in this peach grove"

"Of course." The young man in white smiled faintly.

"Alright then, we've got a deal!"

Yuan Che extended his little finger.

Then, it shrank back a little more.

She was cursed, and not even the Heavenly Emperor would dare approach her within three feet.

But what made Yuan Che's eyes widen was...

The young man in white also extended his little finger and intertwined it with hers.

"It's a deal."

Yuan Che's heart skipped a beat.

The man before her showed no concern whatsoever and was not afraid of her ill omen.

As if to conceal her embarrassment, Princess Yuanche blushed and covered her face before leaving.

Looking at Yuan Che's departing figure.

The pure smile on the young man in white slowly faded.

"What an interesting phenomenon, is this the dream tide I'm dreaming back to the ancient fairy garden"

This young man in white, naturally, is Jun Xiaoyao.

He hadn't expected, either, that this dream would be so real.

Even with his boundless divine consciousness, he couldn't find any flaws or imperfections.

Just like reality.

"The will of that forgotten country, what exactly is it To possess such a powerful soul cultivation... this feels almost real."

It can be said that even a figure like Jun Xiaoyao, who possesses a divine soul comparable to an immeasurable amount of sand, would need considerable effort to escape this dream.

Not to mention others.

However, Jun Xiaoyao had a point of confusion.

"Logically, after falling into a dream, I should be unaware of my true identity."

"But now, I actually possess my original thoughts, it's like... a lucid dream." Jun Xiaoyao questioned.

What is called lucid dreaming is knowing that you are dreaming while you are dreaming.

This is an experience that many people have had.

But in this environment, it's pretty much the same as cheating.

Now, Jun Xiaoyao finally understood what Zhuang Xiaomeng meant by the most precious treasure of the Ancient Immortal Court.

"Unbelievable, the last princess of the Ancient Fairy Court, slumbering in the heart of a forgotten realm."

No other relic could compare to the last princess of the ancient fairy court.

Her status and the resources at her command were unmatched by any other celestial prodigy in the Immortal Court.

She is the most precious treasure.

But Jun Xiaoyao still had doubts in his heart.

Yuanche and Lingyuan, they actually look a bit alike.

There must be a secret in this.

Jun Xiaoyao's priority now is to build a good relationship with Yuan Che.

To understand the true nature of the ill omen clinging to her.

"And as for the Haotian Zhenjun, he should be Emperor Haotian, but it seems he hasn't woken up yet."

A glimmer danced in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.

Now he somewhat understands what Di Hantian is planning.

He also wanted to obtain Yuán Chè, this most precious treasure.

To seize power as the ruler of the Xian Court by leveraging the prestige and influence of Princess Yuanche's identity.

It can be said that if Jun Xiaoyao hadn't intervened, it might have actually succeeded.

But now that Jun Xiaoyao knows Emperor Haotitian's plan, he naturally won't let him get his way.

Even if he has to be a scoundrel, he will ruin Di Haitian's plan.topping the Great Calamity.Wuhù, as the last Saint Body of the Ancient Temple, is naturally a person born to meet calamity.Jun Xiaoyao himself should also be a person destined to face tribulation.But...