It was hard to imagine that a princess of the Panwu Celestial Dynasty would be lying next to Jun Xiaoyao's leg like a cat.
She looked like an abandoned pet.
If the Shengzi outside the private room were to see this, he would definitely doubt himself.
Jun Xiaoyao said with a plain expression, "Why are you here?"
Wu Mingyue said in a weak voice, "I heard that you were coming to the Heavenly Dao Tower, master, so I rushed here without stopping to see you."
After Jun Xiaoyao's repeated setups, Wu Mingyue was considered to have been completely trained. She was loyal and faithful to him.
"Sir, how could she be?" Jun Linglong was also very surprised. Her beautiful eyes widened slightly.
Aside from themselves, only Jun Zhangjian knew about the relationship between Jun Xiaoyao and Wu Mingyue.
"It's a long story, but Mingyue is someone I can trust," Jun Xiaoyao said with a smile.
Wu Mingyue wore a charming smile upon hearing that.
Being trusted by Jun Xiaoyao made her very happy.
However, Jun Linglong couldn't bring herself to be happy. There was a faint hint of animosity in her eyes.
She sensed a threat.
"That Shengzi outside the door seems to be interested in you," Jun Xiaoyao said casually.
Although they were separated by a private room, Jun Xiaoyao was able to understand what was happening outside.
The Saint Child of the Shengling Academy had the backing of the Yin Yang Sect.
Previously, there was news from the Shengling Academy that Jun Xiaoyao was not welcome here. The Yin Yang Child and the others must have been adding fuel to the fire.
Wu Mingyue felt a sweetness in her heart upon hearing that. She thought to herself, 'Is Master jealous?'
However, she immediately expressed her opinion and said, "You're overthinking things, master. I didn't even look at that so-called Yin Yang Holy Child."
"Alright." Jun Xiaoyao nodded.
Wu Mingyue was his plaything. She was still useful to him. How could he let others get their hands on her?
"By the way, Master, Mingyue brought you over 100 immortal sources. That's all I can find." Wu Mingyue obediently took out her spatial artifact, which contained the immortal sources.
Even with her status as the Eldest Princess, it was not an easy feat for her to gather so many immortal sources.
Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.
He hadn't even made use of Wu Mingyue, yet she was already treating herself like a tool.
"Very good. Thank you very much." Jun Xiaoyao put away the immortal source and patted Wu Mingyue's smooth head.
Wu Mingyue squinted her eyes slightly, feeling very sweet inside.
Jun Linglong felt her chest tighten as she watched from the side. She stood behind Jun Xiaoyao and extended her hand as she gently said, "Young master, I'll massage your shoulders."
Wu Mingyue placed her hand on Jun Xiaoyao's leg and said, "Master, I'll massage your legs for you."
"Ahem…"
Even Jun Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment before pretending not to care.
Why did it feel like the Asura Arena was about to unfold?
…
Meanwhile, the martial arts tournament was about to begin.
The geniuses from all walks of life remained seated in the stands.
Some of the more prestigious geniuses were seated in the VIP rooms.
For example, the Little Peng King, Jin Lie.
He was tall, handsome, and dashing. His golden hair was draped over his shoulders.
His pupils were golden in color, making him look like a beast. His eyes were wild and cold.
He also had a pair of golden wings on his back. Every feather was as sharp as a golden divine sword.
"This time, I'm going to recruit some powerful followers, as well like Jun Xiaoyao…" Jin Lie narrowed his eyes with a cold glint.
Jun Xiaoyao making the Nine-headed Lion his mount made Jin Lie very displeased.
The reason was simple. When outsiders mentioned top-notch Far ancient imperial families, they would immediately think of the Nine-headed Lion and the Golden-winged Great Peng.
These two races had always been equally famous. Whenever one was mentioned, the other would inevitably be mentioned.
Now, Jun Xiaoyao was riding the Nine-headed Lion while the Golden-winged Great Peng was equally famous as the Nine-headed Lion.
Didn't that mean that the Golden-winged Great Peng was nothing more than a mount?
When outsiders mentioned the Golden-winged Great Peng, they would say that it was a mount just like the Nine-headed Lion.
"Humph, that Nine-headed Lion has completely humiliated the Far ancient imperial family!" Jin Lie's expression was solemn.
He made up his mind that he would meet Jun Xiaoyao at the Heavenly Dao Tower in the future.
The Far ancient imperial family couldn't afford to lose face!
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Martial Arts Conference held by the Myriad Treasures Chamber of Commerce. I hope that all of you will be able to make a killing."
An old man presiding over the event walked onto the stage and said.
He cut straight to the chase.
Two slaves were driven up.
A burly man with a mane and bulging muscles was holding a white bone club.
"A barbarian?" Some cultivators were surprised.
The Barbarians were also a massive race with many branches.
Higher-level barbarians could even cultivate special Berserker Marks and borrow the power of nature.
Although this barbarian was not a high-level barbarian, he was still extremely powerful.
The other slave was very shriveled and thin.
"It's the Wind Shadow Clan," an old man recognized him.
"Alright, you may place your bets now," the host said.
Jun Xiaoyao casually glanced at him.
It seemed that the Barbarians were better than the Wind Shadow Clan in every aspect.
Furthermore, the Barbarian had thick skin and strong defenses. Even though the Wind Shadow Clan had the advantage in speed, it was still very difficult for them to deal fatal damage to the Barbarians.
That was why most people overpowered the barbarians.
"Ten pieces of Immortal Essence to support the Wind Shadow Clan," Jun Xiaoyao said casually.
Jun Linglong and Wu Mingyue were both slightly shocked.
Ten pieces of Immortal Essence were sold at once. That was quite a hefty sum.
One could lose everything if they weren't careful.
Of course, they didn't object at all. What Jun Xiaoyao said was an order.
However, the result came out very quickly.
Eventually, the Wind Shadow Clan member activated the power of his bloodline. A sharp wind blade pierced through the barbarian's chest.
"Master, you truly are something. Your eyes are as bright as torches," Wu Mingyue said with admiration.
"No big deal."
With Jun Xiaoyao's current talents, he could still detect the talents of these people, let alone see through everything.
Eventually, the Wind Shadow Clan was bought by a genius from a major power.
Generally speaking, powerful slaves were demanded by others.
They could either become servants or deathsworn.
However, Jun Xiaoyao wasn't interested in slaves like the Wind Shadow Clan.
Not to mention being a follower, even buying a place to look after a house seemed superfluous.
Subsequently, more slaves were served.
The far ancient races included humans, demons, and slaves.
Jun Xiaoyao, on the other hand, was not surprised at all. He had hit all of them.
The final 150 immortal sources became 400.
Of course, this was partly because of the Myriad Treasures Chamber of Commerce's indulgence.
Otherwise, the Myriad Treasures Chamber of Commerce wouldn't have been willing to pay such a hefty price if the entire scheme was right.
"It seems like the Myriad Treasures Chamber of Commerce is smart enough to let me continue suppressing it," Jun Xiaoyao said.
The old man who presided over the event spoke with a solemn expression.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the final showdown of the martial arts tournament is about to begin."
Two metal cages covered in cloth were pushed up.
The cage was even engraved with sealing runes.
Even so, powerful fluctuations emanated from the iron cage.
"Huh?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes suddenly focused on one of the iron cages.