und the ten princes of the Golden Crow into one blazing orb after another.Counting carefully, there are a full ten.Like little suns, blazingly hot!The Great Deity of Sun God Mountain, with ten suns in...It's unimaginable that an immortal god-king's princess would be like a cat, napping at the side of Jun Xiaoyao's leg right now. 。That way, it looked like a pet that had been abandoned. 。If the Yin-Yang Saints outside the private room saw this scene, they would definitely question their life. 。Jun Xiaoyao said with a faint expression, “How did you come here”Wu Mingyue’s voice was weak, “Before I heard that the master was coming to Tian Dao Building, Ming Yue hurried over without stopping, just to see the master.” 。After three or four schemes by Jun Xiaoyao, Wu Mingyue was thoroughly trained and completely devoted to him, her loyalty unwavering. 。"Young Master, how could she..." Beside him, Jun Linglong was also very surprised, her beautiful eyes widening slightly. 。The relationship between Jun Xiaoyao and Wu Mingyue, besides what they know themselves, only Jun Jian knows. 。"It's a long story, but Moonlit is trustworthy." 。"Jun Xiaoyao smiled." 。Hearing this, Wu Mingyue showed a charming smile. 。To be trusted by Jun Xiaoyao made her very happy. 。But Jun Linglong couldn't feel happy, her eyes held a hint of hostility. 。She sensed a hint of threat. 。The Yin-Yang Saint Son outside seems to have a thing for you. 。"Jun Xiaoyao casually said" 。Although separated by a partition, Jun Xiaoyao could still understand the situation outside. 。That Saint Son of Yin and Yang, backed by the Yin-Yang Sect, is also the Saint Son of the Sacred Spirit Academy. 。Prior to this, there were rumors circulating from the Holy Spirit Academy that they did not welcome Jun Xiaoyao's arrival. There is certainly a group of people, including Yin Yang Saint Son, who are instigating and fanning the flames. 。When Mu Mingyue heard this, her heart skipped a beat. She thought to herself, "Is the master jealous"

But she immediately stated, "Master, you're overthinking it. That so-called Yin Yang Holy Son, Mu Mingyue hasn't even glanced at him." 。"

Yes 。"Jun Xiaoyao nodded" 。Wǔ Míngyuè is nothing more than a plaything in his hands, still useful to him. How could he possibly let others touch her casually 。"By the way, master, Mingyue also brought back over a hundred Xian Yuan for you. That's all I could collect." 。"Wu Mingyue obediently took out her spatial artifact. Inside was Xian Yuan." 。Even as a princess, it wouldn't be easy to collect so many Xian Yuan. 。

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly. 。He hasn't even used Wu Mingyue yet, and she's already acting like a tool. 。Very good, thank you. 。"Jun Xiaoyao put away the fairy source and casually touched Wu Mingyue's silky smooth hair." 。

Mu Mingyue slightly narrowed her beautiful eyes, her heart filled with sweetness. 。Beside her, Jun Linglong felt increasingly stifled the more she looked. She stood behind Jun Xiaoyao, extending a jade hand and softly said, "Master, Linglong will knead your shoulders for you." 。"Wu Mingyue leaned against Jun Xiaoyao's leg and said, "Master, Mingyue will give you a leg massage." 。"

Cough…

Even if Jun Xiaoyao was carefree, he was stunned for a moment before pretending not to care" 。It feels like a drama is about to unfold, doesn't it

…

Meanwhile, the Martial Arts Tournament is also about to begin. 。All the talented individuals were comfortably seated in the stands. 。

While some distinguished elites, are sitting in VIP boxes. 。For example, the golden-winged roc king Jīnlìe

He was tall and handsome, with a powerful build. His golden hair flowed down to his waist. 。His eyes were golden vertical pupils, like those of a beast, wild and very cold. 。Behind him, there were also a pair of golden wings. Every feather was as sharp as a golden sword. 。"This time, I'm going to gather some powerful followers, and that Jun Xiaoyao..." Jin Lie narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashing in them. 。Jun Xiaoyao subdued the nine-headed lion as his mount, which made Jin Lie very unhappy. 。The reason is simple; when outsiders hear of the top-tier ancient royal families, they immediately think of the nine-headed lion and the golden-winged peng. 。These two races have always been mentioned together. When you talk about one, the other inevitably comes to mind. 。Now, Jun Xiaoyao rides a nine-headed lion, and the golden-winged roc is equally renowned with the nine-headed lion. 。。"Humph, that nine-headed lion truly shamed our ancient royal lineage!" Jin Lie's brow furrowed. 。He made up his mind that, afterwards, at the Heavenly Dao Building, he would definitely meet with Jun Xiaoyao. 。> 。“

An elderly host walked onto the platform and said” 。He wasted no time and quickly got down to business. 。

Two slaves were driven up. 。A hulking beast covered in shaggy mane, with muscles rippling beneath its hide, wielding a bone staff as white as death. 。"

It's actually a barbarian" 。Some cultivators were astonished. 。

The barbarian tribes are also a very large group, with many branches. 。Higher barbarian tribes, even capable of cultivating special barbarian patterns, leveraging the power of nature itself 。This barbarian, though not a higher barbarian, is also extremely powerful. 。

Another slave, extremely thin and skeletal. 。

"It is the Sand Village" 。"An elderly man recognized..." 。Alright, everyone, you can place your bets now. 。The host, an elder, said: 。

Lord Jun leisurely glanced around. 。It seems that the barbarians are superior to the Windshadow tribe in every aspect. 。Moreover, this barbarian is thick-skinned and has strong defense. Even though the Wind Shadow Clan possesses a speed advantage, it's very difficult for them to inflict fatal damage on the barbarians. 。So most people are just holding back the barbarians. 。Ten Immortal Sources, to suppress the Fengying Clan 。"Jun Xiaoyao said faintly," 。Jun Linglong and Wu Mingyue were both slightly surprised. 。

Ten Immortal Sources right off the bat, that's definitely a generous amount. 。

One careless mistake, and you could end up losing everything. 。Of course, they didn't object in the slightest. Jun Xiaoyao's word was law. 。However, the results came quickly. 。The last of the Wind Shadow Clan, unexpectedly activated their bloodline power. A sharp wind blade pierced straight through the chest of the barbarian. 。"The master is truly amazing, with eyes that can see through everything." 。"Wu Mingyue worships Dao" 。

"Just a small thing" 。With Jun Xiaoyao's current talent, it is not an exaggeration to say that he can perceive everything and investigate the talents of these people. 。Finally, the Wind Shadow Clan was bought by a genius from a powerful force. 。As a general rule, powerful slaves are in demand. 。either as a slave, or as a suicide bomber 。However, Jun Xiaoyao didn't look down on slaves like the Fengying Clan. 。It's not just about being a follower; even if you were paying them to guard your home, it would be overkill. 。Then, one after another, many more slaves were brought in. 。All ancient races, including humans, demon tribes as slaves, and so on. 。And you, carefree and unworried, as expected, hit every single one. 。

The last one hundred and fifty Xian Yuan became four hundred. 。Of course, there's also the indulgence of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce. 。Otherwise, if every single hand is won, the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce wouldn't want to bleed so much. 。"It seems the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce is quite understanding, hasn't stopped me from pressing on." 。"A Journey of Spiritual Freedom" 。Next, the elder host's expression turned solemn as he spoke. 。"Ladies and gentlemen, this is it. The final match of the Martial Arts Tournament." 。As the old man's words fell, two iron cages covered with cloth were pushed up. 。The iron cage was even engraved with confinement runes. 。But even so, there were powerful waves of energy radiating from within the iron cage. 。"Hmm" Jun Xiaoyao's gaze suddenly narrowed, looking towards one of the iron cages. 。Recommended Reading:

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