Starting with Check-In Sacred Body of the Ancients-Chapter 109: Jiang Luoli’s Jealousy, Panwu Divine Lord Arrives, Xiao Chen Appears

Chapter 109 - 109: Jiang Luoli's Jealousy, Panwu Divine Lord Arrives, Xiao Chen Appears

The entire Forbidden City was in an uproar due to Jun Xiaoyao's arrival.

Jun Xiaoyao looked at Yang Pan, whose face was ashen, and said indifferently, "I didn't respond to the challenge because I felt it was unnecessary. Killing you is no more troublesome than swatting a fly."

"Jun Xiaoyao, stop your grandstanding! Do you really think you're invincible just because you destroyed a clone of mine?" Yang Pan said coldly.

He believed that Jun Xiaoyao's confidence stemmed from having easily destroyed his clone.

"Hah..." Jun Xiaoyao chuckled lightly and said nothing more.

How could Yang Pan possibly understand his capabilities?

A cold glint surged in Yang Pan's eyes.

With his irascible temperament, he almost couldn't resist starting a direct battle.

But thinking that he still had to compete for the position of consort, Yang Pan temporarily suppressed his anger.

After securing the position of consort, he would then challenge Jun Xiaoyao and have a decisive battle with him at the pinnacle of the Forbidden City.

Jun Xiaoyao was clearly aware of Yang Pan's thoughts.

He didn't care whether they fought sooner or later; the result wouldn't change anyway.

Seeing the two temporarily cease hostilities, the surrounding cultivators were still sighing with emotion.

Jun Xiaoyao's entrance was too domineering; it directly extinguished Champion Hou's invincible aura.

However, they were also very curious: would Jun Xiaoyao participate in the competition for the consort position?

Jun Xiaoyao walked over to the Jun family's side.

"Divine Son!" Jun Zhangjian and the others all cupped their hands, their eyes also filled with joy.

They had recently been greatly annoyed by those rumors.

And with Jun Xiaoyao's appearance, all the slanderous rumors collapsed on their own.

"Xiaoyao, I knew you wouldn't avoid the battle," Jiang Shengyi walked over and said with a smile.

"Sister Shengyi," Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

Beside them, Jiang Luoli looked at the two, her large eyes darting around.

She didn't think too much about it.

"Lord Divine Son, we meet again. The all-night qin playing session is still vivid in my mind, truly unforgettable."

At this moment, a peerlessly beautiful woman walked over again; it was Tianqin Fairy.

Her tone carried a hint of nostalgia, and a trace of longing was faintly visible in the depths of her eyes.

After learning Jun Xiaoyao's true identity, she felt somewhat overwhelmed by the favor.

But Tianqin Fairy didn't know that Jun Xiaoyao had merely used her once.

"Wh-wh-what? An all-night session of discussing love (谈情 - tánqíng)?"

Hearing this, Jiang Luoli was as if struck by lightning, her entire person seemingly petrified. (TN: A pun. Tianqin Fairy likely meant "playing qin" (弹琴 - tánqín), but Jiang Luoli heard "discussing love" (谈情 - tánqíng) due to the similar pronunciation and her jealousy.)

"I was clearly first..." Jiang Luoli pouted, a thick wave of jealousy permeating the air.

"Miss Jiang has misunderstood. It was playing the qin (弹琴), not discussing love (谈情)," Tianqin Fairy explained.

Jiang Luoli still harbored some resentment.

"You little girl, what nonsense are you thinking?" Jun Xiaoyao tapped Jiang Luoli's little head.

Watching Jun Xiaoyao deeply entangled in a "beauty Shura field" (修罗场 - a term for intense interpersonal conflict, often romantic), let alone outsiders, even Jun Zhangjian said with an envious expression, "If only I had one-tenth of Lord Divine Son's charm." (TN: Shura field - a scene of intense conflict, often involving multiple romantic interests.)

"Are you dreaming of eating peaches?" Jun Xuehuang retorted. (TN: "想桃子吃" (xiǎng táozi chī) - literally "thinking of eating peaches," a slang for "dream on" or "you wish," as "桃子" (táozi - peach) sounds like "便宜" (piányi - advantage/benefit) in some contexts, or it implies something desirable and out of reach.)

At this moment, a magnificent voice came from the depths of the imperial palace.

A golden arched bridge extended from the distant sky, and a group of people slowly walked over.

Leading them was a middle-aged man dressed in an imperial robe, his face dignified, possessing the great authority of one who wields power over the world.

This man was precisely the emperor of the Panwu Divine Dynasty, the Panwu Divine Lord.

And behind him followed a group of princes and princesses.

Wu Mingyue and the Third Prince were among them.

That Third Prince immediately noticed Jun Xiaoyao, and a chill suddenly ran through his heart, sinking to the depths.

"It's over, it really is him, the Jun family's Divine Son..."

Previously, a faint premonition had existed in the Third Prince's heart.

Unexpectedly, it had now come true.

Hiring assassins from Youming Tian to assassinate the Jun family's Divine Son.

If this was exposed, the Third Prince simply couldn't imagine what kind of consequences would ensue.

"It's alright, stay calm. Those assassins from Youming Tian would rather die than expose my identity," the Third Prince thought to himself.

And as luck would have it, Jun Xiaoyao's gaze fell precisely on the Third Prince at this moment.

The Third Prince's whole body stiffened.

Jun Xiaoyao revealed a faint smile and nodded slightly.

Seeing this, the Third Prince also forced a smile on his face.

Inwardly, however, he heaved a long sigh of relief.

"It seems that Jun Xiaoyao doesn't know it was me pulling the strings behind the scenes," the Third Prince thought secretly.

To take another step back, even if Jun Xiaoyao suspected him, without evidence, it couldn't be established.

At worst, the Third Prince would just deny it to the death and play dumb.

Unfortunately, the Third Prince didn't know that Jun Xiaoyao's smile...

Was the smile of a devil.

Wu Mingyue also saw Jun Xiaoyao, and her expression instantly became unnatural.

"He really came after all," Wu Mingyue sighed, rarely feeling somewhat nervous.

After all, her lifeline was still in Jun Xiaoyao's hands.

"Is that the Divine Dynasty's Eldest Princess? It's the first time I've seen her. She truly is a peerless beauty!"

"Indeed, I can finally understand why so many prodigies are fighting for this consort position. Not only can one soar to the heavens, but one can also obtain such a beauty."

Many cultivators looked at Wu Mingyue, their eyes filled with amazement.

Dressed in a bright red gown, Wu Mingyue was charming and alluring, peerlessly beautiful.

"Mingyue..."

Xiao Chen, seated in a corner, felt his heart surge, his expression faintly filled with excitement and longing.

Wu Mingyue was his woman; today, he would not let anyone else have her!

"Thank you all for coming to participate in this banquet. Today is also the day my little daughter Mingyue selects her consort. Only the prodigy who stands out can become the consort of my Panwu Divine Dynasty."

The Panwu Divine Lord spoke, his voice spreading in all directions.

"Next, the banquet begins. All you young talents may also compete and exchange pointers."

As the Panwu Divine Lord's voice fell, the entire banquet officially began.

"Haha, then let me present my humble skills first. I have admired Princess Mingyue for a long time."

A handsome young man with a long sword on his back leaped onto the prepared high platform and said with a smile.

"It's the true disciple of the Tiannan Sword Sect, a rather strong prodigy," some cultivators said.

The Tiannan Sword Sect was also a top-tier sword Dao force.

However, Wu Mingyue didn't even glance at that prodigy.

"Hah..."

A cold sneer came; it was from Yang Pan.

He directly thrust out his spear, and the terrifying spear light caused ripples in the void.

The true disciple of the Tiannan Sword Sect, seeing this, his expression changed abruptly. The long sword on his back was unsheathed, and he made a move to resist.

However, with a single move, that true disciple spat blood and flew backwards, a bloody hole appearing on his shoulder.

Even more seriously, that true disciple's entire skeleton had been shattered.

Several elders from the Tiannan Sword Sect stepped forward to investigate, their faces extremely unsightly.

But due to Yang Pan's status and the presence of the Panwu Divine Lord, they dared to be angry but not to speak out.

"Hmph, this consort position, this Marquis wants it! Whichever blind fool wants to compete can come up and fight!"

Yang Pan stood on the high platform, clad in the Heavenly Horn Divine Armor, wielding the Desolate Edge Divine Spear, his aura unparalleled for a moment.

Boom!

Just as Yang Pan's voice fell, a powerful aura suddenly erupted from a banquet table in the rear.

Simultaneously, a cold shout filled with determination also sounded.

"Only I, Xiao Chen, can be Mingyue's consort! As for you, Yang Pan, get as far away as possible!"

(End of this Chapter)