The sea level suddenly rose in a storm.Above the heavens, black clouds piled upon each other.Vaguely, a blurred projection emerged from the void.The aura of near-immortality is unleashed!“He is the qu...However, the fact is that Jun Xiaoyao did not regard Shengling Academy in his eyes. 。Let alone these ordinary disciples, even those Saints and Saintesses who are at the same level as Ji Xuan, if they dared to provoke Jun Xiaoyao... 。He will also make them experience the same pain as Ji Xuan. 。Seeing the departing figures of Jun Xiaoyao and others, the cultivators from all four directions in the city swallowed hard. 。"As expected of the Divine Child of the Jun Family, truly domineering and imposing, not caring about the Saint Spirit Academy at all." 。"Yes, even if those saint sons and daughters from the academy came, they probably wouldn't get any good results either. 。Some people looked at the disciples of the academy who lay on the ground, with blood flowing from their seven orifices, and shook their heads. 。These disciples from the academy are too weak, they can't even withstand a roar from someone's mount. 。

Although the mount was a top-tier ancient royal nine-headed lion 。As for those female disciples of the academies, they completely ignored those embarrassed male compatriots, gazing at Jun Xiaoyao's departure with star-struck eyes. 。

Jun Xiaoyao and others came to a resplendent inn for a rest. 。However, after not too long, Jun Linglong stepped forward and reported, "Young Master, the young master of Wanbao Merchant Association wishes to see you." 。"The young master of Wan Bao Trading Company" Jun Xiaoyao thought for a moment. 。Before the Qin Competition at Emperor Panwu's court, he seemed to have seen this person. Just like the Third Prince, he was also a pursuer of Tianqin Girl. 。But Jun Xiaoyao couldn't quite remember such a small person.

Let him come in. 。 。Jun Linglong nodded, after a moment... 。A handsome young master stepped forward and respectfully bowed to Jun Xiaoyao. 。"At Wanbao Merchant Guild, Qian Duo, has met the Divine Child." 。"This deity remembers you, I seem to have seen you at the qin playing assembly. You are the suitor of the Heavenly Qinyin." 。"A carefree journey through the Tao"

I didn't expect the Divine Child to still remember me. It's truly an honor. However, I am no longer a pursuer of Cygnus. 。“Qian Duo gave a wry smile.” 。After seeing someone as outstanding as Jun Xiaoyao, how could Tian Qin Nu possibly still look down on him "What brings you here" Jun Xiaoyao sipped his tea and asked. 。"Having heard from the shopkeeper that the Divine Son has come to rest at the inn under our Wanbao Commerce Guild, I rushed over immediately." 。“Gan Duo said” 。This inn was originally owned by your Wanbao Merchant Guild. 。"Jun Xiaoyao suddenly realized..." 。"My Divine Son, here's the thing: before Wanbao Commerce opens its branch at Heavenly Dao Building, we'll be holding a Martial Arts Tournament. We'll have some high-quality slaves fight to the death, and people can place bets on the outcome." 。"It seems that the Divine Child needs Xian Yuan. This could be a good opportunity to earn some Xian Yuan." 。"Qian Duo said" 。

"I see." 。"Jun Xiaoyao nodded." 。He also understands that the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce wants to take advantage of the heat generated by the opening of Tiandao Building to make a quick profit. 。However, Qian Duo is also right, he does indeed need the Immortal Source. 。Now Jun Xiaoyao only has fifty Xian Yuan left on him, for emergencies. 。"And I hear that the Divine Son has a fondness for slaves. Maybe there'll be someone worthy of catching His eye then." 。"Jian readily flattered with a smile," 。"Hmm Does this deity have such a special hobby" Jun Xiaoyao turned his head to look at Jun Linglong. 。Jun Linglong gave Jun Xiaoyao a flirtatious glance. 。Don't you have a bit of self-awareness "Cough... When..."our family will become the Cloud Clan's most steadfast ally."Jun Xiaoyao's words come from the heart, are very sincere, and contain no falsehood whatsoever.After a moment of silence, the Ancestral Wil...