Sacred Body of the Immortals

It was hard to imagine that a princess from an Immortal Divine Dynasty would now be crouching like a cat next to Jun Xiaoyao's leg.

She looked just like an abandoned pet.

If the Yin-Yang Saint Son outside the private room saw this scene, he would absolutely question his life choices.

Jun Xiaoyao spoke with an indifferent expression: "Why are you here?"

Wu Mingyue replied in a weak voice: "When I heard Master was coming to the Heavenly Dao Tower, Mingyue rushed here without delay, just to see Master once."

After being manipulated by Jun Xiaoyao several times, Wu Mingyue had been thoroughly trained and was now completely loyal and faithful to him.

"Young Master, how did she...?" Beside him, Jun Lingrong was very surprised, her beautiful eyes widening slightly.

The relationship between Jun Xiaoyao and Wu Mingyue was known only to themselves and Jun Zhiangjian.

"It's a long story, but Mingyue is someone who can be trusted," Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

Hearing these words, Wu Mingyue revealed a charming smile.

Being trusted by Jun Xiaoyao made her very happy.

But Jun Lingrong couldn't be happy, her eyes showing hints of hostility.

She sensed a potential threat.

"That Yin-Yang Saint Son outside seems to have feelings for you," Jun Xiaoyao said casually.

Although separated by the private room, Jun Xiaoyao was well aware of the situation outside.

The Yin-Yang Saint Son had the backing of the Yin-Yang Sect and was also a Saint Son of the Spirit Academy.

Previously, when the Spirit Academy announced they didn't welcome Jun Xiaoyao's arrival, the Yin-Yang Saint Son and others must have been stirring things up behind the scenes.

Hearing this, Wu Mingyue felt sweetness in her heart, thinking secretly: "Is Master feeling jealous?"

However, she immediately declared: "Master worries too much. That so-called Yin-Yang Saint Son, Mingyue hasn't even spared him a glance."

"Mm." Jun Xiaoyao nodded.

Wu Mingyue was his plaything in the palm of his hand, still useful to him. How could he let others taint her?

"By the way, Master, Mingyue has brought you over a hundred celestial sources. This is all I could collect," Wu Mingyue very obediently took out a spatial artifact containing the celestial sources.

Even with her status as a princess, gathering so many celestial sources wasn't an easy task.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

He hadn't even started using Wu Mingyue yet, but she had already made herself useful as a tool.

"Very good, thank you." Jun Xiaoyao put away the celestial sources and casually stroked Wu Mingyue's smooth hair.

Wu Mingyue slightly narrowed her beautiful eyes, feeling sweet in her heart.

Standing beside them, Jun Lingrong felt increasingly uncomfortable. She stood behind Jun Xiaoyao and extended her jade-like hands, saying softly: "Young Master, let Lingrong massage your shoulders."

Wu Mingyue then leaned against Jun Xiaoyao's leg and said: "Master, let Mingyue massage your legs."

"Ahem..."

Even Jun Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, then pretended not to care.

Why did this feel like the start of a love rivalry?

...

Meanwhile, the Combat Tournament was about to begin.

Various talented youths were seated in the stands.

Some more prestigious young talents sat in VIP private rooms.

Like the Golden-Winged Young Garuda King, Jin Lie.

He was tall and handsome, with a heroic bearing and long golden hair flowing down.

His eyes had golden vertical pupils, like those of a beast, carrying a wild nature and looking very cold.

Behind him was a pair of golden wings, each feather as sharp as a golden divine sword.

"This time, I need to gather some powerful followers, and as for that Jun Xiaoyao..." Jin Lie's eyes narrowed, flashing with cold light.

Jun Xiaoyao's subjugation of the Nine-Headed Lion as his mount made Jin Lie very unhappy.

The reason was simple - when outsiders mentioned top ancient royal clans, they would first think of the Nine-Headed Lion and the Golden-Winged Garuda.

These two races had always been equally renowned, mentioning one would inevitably bring up the other.

Now that Jun Xiaoyao had the Nine-Headed Lion as his mount, and the Golden-Winged Garuda was of equal status to the Nine-Headed Lion...

Wouldn't that suggest the Golden-Winged Garuda was also just mount material?

When outsiders mentioned the Golden-Winged Garuda in the future, they might say they were just like the Nine-Headed Lion clan - mere mounts.

"Hmph, that Nine-Headed Lion has completely disgraced our Ancient Royal Race!" Jin Lie's expression was solemn.

He was determined to confront Jun Xiaoyao later at the Heavenly Dao Tower.

The face of the Ancient Royal Race could not be lost!

"Everyone, welcome to the Combat Tournament hosted by our Infinite Treasure Commerce Association. We hope you all gain something and profit handsomely," an elderly host said as he walked onto the high platform.

He didn't waste words and quickly got to the main topic.

Two slaves were driven onto the stage.

One was covered in mane, with a huge build and bulging muscles, holding a white bone club.

"It's actually a barbarian," some cultivators showed surprise.

The barbarian race was also a vast group with many branches.

High-level barbarians could even cultivate special barbarian markings to borrow power from nature.

Though this barbarian wasn't high-level, his strength was still extremely powerful.

The other slave was very thin and gaunt, skinny as a rail.

"It's from the Wind Shadow clan," an old man recognized.

"Alright, everyone can place their bets now," the elderly host said.

Jun Xiaoyao casually glanced over.

It seemed the barbarian was superior to the Wind Shadow clan member in every aspect.

Moreover, this barbarian had thick skin and strong defense. Even with a speed advantage, it would be very difficult for the Wind Shadow clan member to inflict fatal damage.

So most people bet on the barbarian.

"Ten celestial sources on the Wind Shadow clan member," Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.

Both Jun Lingrong and Wu Mingyue were slightly shocked.

Starting with ten celestial sources was definitely a big bet.

One wrong move could mean losing everything.

Of course, they didn't object at all - Jun Xiaoyao's word was law.

However, the result came quickly.

In the end, that Wind Shadow clan member activated his bloodline power, and a sharp wind blade directly pierced through the barbarian's chest.

"Master is truly amazing, with such keen insight," Wu Mingyue said admiringly.

"It's nothing special."

With Jun Xiaoyao's current talents, while he couldn't perceive all things, he could still discern these people's talents.

In the end, that Wind Shadow clan member was bought by a young talent from a major power.

Generally speaking, slaves with strong abilities would always find buyers.

Either as servants or as death soldiers.

However, slaves like this Wind Shadow clan member didn't catch Jun Xiaoyao's eye.

Forget about being a follower, they weren't even worth buying as guards.

Subsequently, many more slaves were brought up one after another.

There were ancient races of all kinds, including human slaves, demon race slaves, and so on.

And Jun Xiaoyao, unsurprisingly, won all his bets.

Finally, 150 celestial sources became 400.

Of course, this was partly due to the Infinite Treasure Commerce Association's indulgence.

Otherwise, if someone won every single bet, the association wouldn't want to lose so much money.

"It seems the Infinite Treasure Commerce Association is quite sensible, they didn't stop me from continuing to bet," Jun Xiaoyao said.

Next, the elderly host's expression became solemn as he spoke.

"Everyone, now comes the final match of this Combat Tournament."

As the elder's words fell, two iron cages covered with cloth were pushed onto the stage.

The cages were even inscribed with containment runes.

But even so, waves of powerful energy emanated from within the cages.

"Hmm?" Jun Xiaoyao's gaze suddenly focused on one of the cages.