Half a month later was the day of the banquet.
That day, the entire royal capital seemed to be boiling over.
People from various forces all rushed to the Forbidden City in the center of the royal capital.
Many people who were not qualified to attend the banquet also followed along, even if they were just watching from outside.
Many people were also very curious as to who would eventually get their hands on the Panwu Celestial dynasty's pearl, Wu Mingyue.
The royal palace of the Panwu Celestial Dynasty, the Forbidden City.
The magnificent Forbidden City looked like the Heavenly Court of the Ancients, exuding an imposing aura.
The top of the glazed roof of the Golden Imperial Cloud Palace was enshrouded in a divine glow.
From afar, it looked like the Numinous Sky Hall.
Rumor had it that the Forbidden City was built by countless craftsmen under the command of Emperor Panwu when he founded the Panwu Celestial Dynasty.
It was also a symbol of the Panwu Celestial Dynasty.
As for Panwu Hill, it was located deep behind the Forbidden City.
That place was also the absolute forbidden area of the Panwu Celestial Dynasty. Anyone who approached it without permission would be killed without mercy.
At that moment, a banquet was being held in the Forbidden City.
Countless delicacies were served by palace maids.
People from many top forces and Immortal Orthodoxies were gathered.
In a hall in the Forbidden City, Wu Mingyue was sitting in front of a dressing table wearing a red dress.
Several palace maids were helping her with her hair bun.
Wearing a red dress, Wu Mingyue looked even more alluring.
Her eyes were aquiline, and her eyebrows were like ink paintings. Her fair skin was lightly covered with a layer of powder while her mouth was filled with cinnabar, making her look peerlessly beautiful.
However, a tinge of melancholy lingered on his face.
A personal maid who grew up with her said, "Your Highness, today is the day you pick your husband. You should be happier."
Upon hearing that, Wu Mingyue shook her head slightly and said, "Xi'er, how can I be happy when I can't freely choose my other half?"
Wu Mingyue wondered if Xiao Chen would show up.
She actually didn't want Xiao Chen to come.
That was because Xiao Chen couldn't change anything even if he came.
Her father, the Panwu Celestial Lord, would never allow her to marry a nobody with no background.
It was only possible if Xiao Chen was as talented as Jun Xiaoyao that he would be favored.
But was that even possible?
How many people in the entire Huangtian Mystic Realm were as talented as Jun Xiaoyao?
Xiao Chen was indeed hardworking, but if hard work was useful, what was the point of having geniuses?
"Your Highness, you don't need to feel so down. Maybe one of those young geniuses is worthy of you," Xi'er comforted her.
"Heh, who is it? Is it Hou Yangpan?" Wu Mingyue sneered.
She knew that Lord Panwu had always wanted her to marry the champion.
It was for no other reason than the fact that Hou Yangpan had been recognized by the Pan Emperor's Sword of Life. There was a slight possibility that he was the reincarnation of Emperor Panwu.
Of course, it didn't matter even if he wasn't.
That was because what the Panwu Celestial Lord wanted the most was for the champion to find the Three Swords of the Pan Emperor for him.
The Pan Emperor's Sword of Life was only one of the three swords.
Aside from that, there was also the Pan Emperor's Sword of Time and the Pan Emperor's Void Sword.
Rumor had it that when the three swords of the Pan Emperor were combined, they could once again become the Emperor Weapon of Supremacy Panwu, the Pan Emperor Sword.
Imperial Weapons were also known as Ancient Imperial Weapons. They were known as the Ultimate Emperor Weapons.
It was the Weapon of the Ancients. It was extremely powerful.
An Imperial Armament could shatter the universe with a single move. It could annihilate the eight galaxies and the universe. It could slaughter billions of creatures!
To put it simply, the deterrent force of an Imperial Armament was equivalent to a nuclear weapon.
Generally speaking, the Immortal Orthodoxies that had produced Supreme Emperors all had imperial weapons.
The Panwu Celestial Dynasty had one as well.
However, the Pan Emperor Sword was divided into three.
The Panwu Celestial Dynasty experienced many upheavals, which eventually led to the Pan Emperor Sword being divided into three.
It was only when Yang Pan obtained the Pan Emperor's Spiritual Sword that hope was reignited in the Panwu Celestial Dynasty.
That was why the Panwu Celestial Lord regarded Yang Pan so highly and directly named him the champion.
As a result, Yang Pan became even more arrogant and out of control in the entire Panwu Celestial Dynasty, behaving like a local tyrant.
Disgust flashed across Xi'er's eyes at the mention of the title of the champion.
The title of the champion marquis was simply too awful.
"Your Highness, you don't have to worry about that. Maybe someone will be able to take down the champion," Xi'er said with a yearning expression.
"You mean…" Wu Mingyue said.
"That's right. He's the divine child of the Jun family, of course. Rumor has it that he was born like an immortal. He has a good personality, is powerful, and has an unparalleled background."
"He truly is the most, most, most perfect person in my heart…" Xi'er looked forward to the future with stars twinkling in his eyes.
Good character?
Immortals?
Wu Mingyue's face was tense.
Another ignorant girl who was led astray.
Jun Xiaoyao was no immortal; he was simply a devil who would eat people alive!
He showed no mercy to her and even used despicable methods to make her his slave.
Until now, Wu Mingyue had been keeping this secret to herself.
"Don't talk about him anymore." Wu Mingyue's expression was slightly cold.
"Oh…" Seeing that Wu Mingyue didn't look right, Xi'er tactfully kept her mouth shut.
She thought that Wu Mingyue was unhappy because of what happened with the title of champion.
"I hope he doesn't come," Wu Mingyue prayed to herself.
Otherwise, she wouldn't know how to face Jun Xiaoyao when the time came.
…
Meanwhile…
In a quiet and picturesque courtyard in the royal capital…
The sky was misty and the sun was shining brightly.
A divine aura was permeating the air.
Jun Xiaoyao was sitting cross-legged in the courtyard.
The plants and flowers around him seemed to be nourished and vibrant.
Jun Xiaoyao's aura was even more extraordinary.
His right arm seemed to be branded with immortal patterns, as if it was the arm of an immortal.
In the distance, Qin Xuan watched Jun Xiaoyao cultivate with a shocked expression, feeling very shocked.
Such a phenomenon was simply too astonishing.
The Nine-headed Lion that had transformed into a Nine-headed Shiba was lazing on the ground, eating the meat of the spirit beast.
"The young master's aura is so terrifying," Qin Xuan exclaimed.
The Nine-headed Lion replied lazily, "Master is a monster. Such a scene is nothing out of the ordinary."
At that moment, Jun Xiaoyao's body shook slightly as he ended his training.
Before him was a pile of immortal sources that had lost their essence.
"Not bad. I've refined 14 pieces of the Bones of the Everlasting Celestial. Including the previous six pieces, I have exactly 20 pieces," Jun Xiaoyao muttered to himself.
Twenty bones in his right arm, including his wrist, palm, and finger bones, were refined into the Bones of the Everlasting Immortal.
It was definitely much more powerful than before.
Jun Xiaoyao muttered to himself, "It's still a bottomless pit. It'd be great if I could find a fat leek."
However, after thinking about it, he still couldn't find a suitable candidate.
As for Ye Xingyun, Jun Xiaoyao never cared about such a nobody.
He didn't know that he had changed so much after that.
"The banquet is about to begin." Jun Xiaoyao stood up and walked over to Qin Xuan and the Nine-headed Lion.
"Let's go," Jun Xiaoyao said.
"Where are you going, sir?" Qin Xuan asked.
Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were deep as he said, "To the royal palace and the Forbidden City!"
"A banquet?" Qin Xuan was confused.
At that moment, the Nine-headed Lion ran and leaped into the air.
Golden light surged and shook the sky. Every cultivator within a five-kilometer radius was stunned.
Amidst the divine light, a mighty Nine-headed Lion appeared and roared at the sky!
Jun Xiaoyao strode across the void and directly sat on top of the Nine-headed Lion.
Jun Xiaoyao lowered his eyes and looked at Qin Xuan. "What? Aren't you coming along? I told you that you might be able to look forward to it."
Qin Xuan, who was standing on the ground, was already rooted to the ground like a clay statue.
It was as if she had lost her soul.
"Sir, are you… the divine child of the Jun family?!"
Qin Xuan covered her mouth with her hand and couldn't help but cry out. Blood rushed to her head as her pretty face turned red.
She felt dizzy and almost passed out from over-excited joy, enthusiasm, and excitement!