It's unimaginable that the Eldest Princess of an Immortal Divine Dynasty would be crouching like a cat at Jun Xiaoyao's feet at this moment.

Her appearance was like that of an abandoned pet.

If the Yin Yang Saint Son outside the box saw this scene, he would definitely question his life.

Jun Xiaoyao's face was indifferent as he said, "Why are you here?"

Wu Mingyue's voice was weak as she said, "Earlier, I heard that Master was coming to the Celestial Dao Tower, so I hurried over just to see you, Master."

After being carefully guided by Jun Xiaoyao several times, Wu Mingyue was completely devoted to him, loyal and unwavering.

"Young Master, how come she...?" Beside him, Jun Linglong was also very surprised, her beautiful eyes slightly widened.

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

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

Hearing this, Wu Mingyue showed an enchanting smile.

Being trusted by Jun Xiaoyao made her very happy.

However, Jun Linglong couldn't be happy, and there was a faint hint of hostility in her eyes.

She sensed a bit of threat.

"That Yin Yang Saint Son outside seems to be interested in you." Jun Xiaoyao said casually.

Even though there was a door between them, Jun Xiaoyao could also understand the situation outside.

That Yin Yang Saint Son was backed by the Yin Yang Sect and was also the Saint Heir of the Holy Spirit Academy.

Previously, the Holy Spirit Academy had sent out a message saying that Jun Xiaoyao was not welcome, and this definitely had the backing of people like the Yin Yang Saint Son.

Wu Mingyue heard this and felt sweet in her heart, secretly wondering, "Is Master jealous?"

However, she immediately declared, "Master is overthinking, that Yin Yang Saint Son, Mingyue hasn't even looked at him."

"Mm." Jun Xiaoyao nodded.

Wu Mingyue was his pet, still useful to him, how could he let others touch her?

"By the way, Master, Mingyue also brought you more than a hundred Immortal Origins. This is all I could gather." Wu Mingyue obediently took out the Spatial Spiritual Artifact filled with Immortal Origins.

Even with her status as the Eldest Princess, gathering so many Immortal Origins was not an easy task.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

He hadn't even made use of Wu Mingyue; she was already willing to be his tool.

"Very good, thank you." Jun Xiaoyao put away the Immortal Origins and casually stroked Wu Mingyue's silky hair.

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

Jun Linglong watched, feeling more and more stifled in her chest. She stood behind Jun Xiaoyao, extended her delicate hand, and gently said, "Young Master, Linglong will massage your shoulders."

Wu Mingyue, meanwhile, remained by Jun Xiaoyao's leg and said, "Master, Mingyue will massage your legs."

"Cough..."

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

It felt like the unfolding of a Chaotic Scene?

...

On the other side, the Martial Arts Assembly was about to begin.

All kinds of Celestial Prides were calmly seated in the stands.

And those of noble status were seated in the VIP boxes.

Such as the Golden-Winged Roc King Jin Lie.

He was tall, with a powerful and majestic presence, his long golden hair draping down.

His eyes contained gold vertical pupils, like those of a beast, exuding a savage, cold aura.

Behind him, there was a pair of golden wings, each feather as sharp as a Golden Divine Sword.

"This time, I want to recruit some powerful followers, including that Jun Xiaoyao…" Jin Lie narrowed his eyes, flickering with cold light.

Jun Xiaoyao subduing the Nine-headed Lion as a mount made Jin Lie very displeased.

For a simple reason, when outsiders mention the top-tier Ancient Royal Family, the first thought is always the Nine-headed Lion and the Golden-Winged Roc.

These two races have always been famous together; mention one, and the other is inevitably brought up.

Now, with Jun Xiaoyao using the Nine-headed Lion as a mount, and the Golden-Winged Roc's renown shared with it,

isn't it the same as saying the Golden-Winged Roc is also just a mount?

In the future, when outsiders mention the Golden-Winged Roc, they would say, they're like the Nine-headed Lion lineage, just mounts.

"Hmph, that Nine-headed Lion really brings disgrace to our Ancient Royal Race!" Jin Lie's brows furrowed deeply.

He was determined to meet with Jun Xiaoyao later at the Celestial Dao Tower.

The face of the Ancient Royal Family cannot be tarnished!

"Everyone, welcome to our Ten Thousand Treasures Commerce Association's Martial Arts Assembly. I hope you all gain something and make a fortune."

An elderly host ascended the high platform and said.

Without much ado, he quickly got to the point.

Two slaves were driven up onto the stage.

One was covered in coarse hair, with a large build, bulging muscles, holding a white bone club.

"It's actually a member of the Barbarian Race." Some cultivators showed surprise.

The Barbarian Race is also a vast group with many branches.

High-Level Barbarian Races can even cultivate special Barbaric Patterns, harnessing the power of nature.

This Barbarian, although not a High-Level Barbarian, was still extremely strong.

And the other slave was very shriveled and frail, nothing but skin and bones.

"It's of the Wind Shadow Race." An elderly person recognized it.

"Alright, you can place your bets now." The host elder said.

Jun Xiaoyao casually glanced over.

The Barbarian seemed stronger in every aspect compared to the Wind Shadow Race.

Also, the Barbarian's thick skin and strong defense made it difficult for the Wind Shadow Race, despite their speed advantage, to deal a fatal blow.

So most people bet on the Barbarian.

"Ten Immortal Origins, on the Wind Shadow Race." Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.

Jun Linglong and Wu Mingyue both looked slightly surprised.

Spending ten Immortal Origins at once was definitely a big gamble.

One misstep, and they could lose everything.

Of course, they didn't oppose at all; Jun Xiaoyao's words were orders.

However, the result quickly came out.

The Wind Shadow Race slave unexpectedly activated its bloodline power, releasing a fierce wind blade that pierced the Barbarian's chest.

"Master is truly amazing, with eyes like torches." Wu Mingyue said in admiration.

"It's nothing."

With Jun Xiaoyao's current talents, if not to the point of discerning everything, he could at least detect these people's talents.

In the end, the Wind Shadow Race was bought by a Celestial Pride from a major faction.

Generally speaking, strong slaves are always in demand.

Whether as servants or as death warriors.

However, Jun Xiaoyao looked down on slaves like the Wind Shadow Race.

Not to mention as followers, even buying them for household protection seemed unnecessary.

Gradually, other slaves were brought up one by one.

The Ancient Ten Thousand Races, including Human Race, Demon Race slaves, and more, were all present.

And unsurprisingly, Jun Xiaoyao won every bet.

In the end, one hundred and fifty Immortal Origins turned into four hundred.

Of course, the Ten Thousand Treasures Commerce Association let this go to some extent.

Otherwise, winning every bet would cause too much loss for the Ten Thousand Treasures Commerce Association.

"It seems the Ten Thousand Treasures Commerce Association is sensible and hasn't stopped me from continuing to bet." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Next, the host elder's face turned solemn, as he began to speak.

"Everyone, what follows is the final duel of this Martial Arts Assembly."

As the elder finished speaking, two iron cages covered with cloth were pushed onto the platform.

The iron cages even had sealing runes carved around them.

But even so, strong energy fluctuations emanated from within the cages.

"Hmm?" Jun Xiaoyao's gaze suddenly sharpened as he looked at one of the iron cages.

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