was extraordinary in her cultivation.Compared to the Tianjiao of the Huatian Immortal Domain, they are all standing in the top tier.However, when facing Lüghuan's attack, Jun Xiaoyao didn't even move...Far beyond the imperial city of Zhuque Ancient Kingdom, there lay a city.

The city has been captured by the allied forces of the three ancient nations.

At this moment, within a luxurious palace in the heart of the city.

On the ground, several corpses of dancing girls lay scattered.

The rulers of the three countries, Azure Dragon, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise, stood there with their hands by their sides.

Above, within the mosquito net over the bed, a voice rang out, laced with cold fury.

"Failed You, with your million-strong army, couldn't even take down the tiny Zhuque Ancient Kingdom!"

“The compass wasn't brought to me, nor was that jade pendant. Are you all a bunch of excrement-eating trash!”

That voice was filled with boundless rage, carrying a chilling coldness.

The lord of Qinglong Kingdom and his retinue all lowered their heads slightly, remaining silent.

They had long since become accustomed to the young master's unpredictable and volatile temper, his fits of rage.

The two lords of the White Tiger and Xuanwu kingdoms, being thus rebuked by a revered saint, were both pale with shame, their faces alternating between white and blue as they gritted their teeth in silence.

But when they saw the four dark figures standing around them, their anger evaporated into helplessness.

"Jun Jia Shenzi, Jun Xiaoyao, huh…do you really think you're someone important" The voice was laced with a cold edge.

Jun Xiaoyao's status, reputation, and strength are indeed unmatched by most.

But that doesn't mean no one can stand up to him.

Although the Jun family was immensely prosperous and glorious, it was impossible for them to dominate the entire Immortal Domain.

This young master doesn't believe in this evil.

"Issue the order, reorganize the army. In three days' time, this marquis will lead the troops himself to see if that so-called son of heaven gives this marquis any face!" That voice coldly commanded.

"Yes, as you command." The Lord of Qinglong Kingdom and the others bowed and then retreated from the hall.

"Once the last component is acquired, the complete bronze compass will be obtained. It will be extremely helpful when exploring the Bronze Immortal Palace at that time."

"None can obstruct this lord, not even the Divine Son of the Jun family!"

……

It was late at night.

In the opulent palace of the ancient Zhuque kingdom.

The gentle sound of the piano drifted faintly from the pavilion, causing anyone who heard it to feel a sense of tranquility and joy, as if their spirit had been lifted.

Inside the chamber, the lord sits serenely upon his bed, a phoenix-call qin resting on his lap.

Pure and slender fingers, dancing across the seven strings, producing a melodious sound.

This tune is precisely one of the top ten ancient qin masterpieces that Jun Xiaoyao heard in his previous life: High Mountain and Flowing Water.

Listen to it, and even a restless mind seems soothed.

Jun Xiaoyao never took that so-called young master to heart, appearing quite carefree and relaxed.

As Jun Xiaoyao played the qin, he also faintly sensed a subtle fluctuation in souls.

"Could it be my mysterious protector" Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

His guardian, seemingly, also attacked with music.

Hearing Jun Xiaoyao play the qin at this moment, one can't help but feel a ripple of emotion.

As the music ended, the mysterious guardian remained unseen.

However, the door was knocked on.

"Proceed," said Jun Xiaoyao lightly.

In a scarlet silk gown, Bai Yu'er entered, carrying tea.

"My Lord, please have some tea," Bai Yu'er said in a meek voice.

She finally managed to get the chance from Jun Linglong to serve tea and water for Jun Xiaoyao.

Bai Yu'er offered tea, secretly glancing at Jun Xiaoyao.

The one who plays the zither at this moment, with an air of freedom and ease, possesses a unique charm that sets them apart from the world.

Any woman, just one glance, would likely be captivated and unable to resist.

"Hmm." Jun Xiaoyao put away the Phoenix-Ming Qi Mountain and took the tea.

He glanced at Bai Yu'er and suddenly noticed that the red gauze skirt she was wearing now seemed a bit see-through.

Her skin, as white as jade, was faintly visible.

There was a hint of seductive allure.

Jun Xiaoyao ignored them and continued drinking his tea.

Bai Yu'er bit her lip slightly and said, "Divine Son, our Suzaku ancient country has a specialty, the Suzaku Spirit Spring. Bathing in it not only relaxes the mind but also promotes the smooth flow of blood throughout the body. Divine Son, would you like to try it"

"Well, that can be done." Jun Xiaoyao nodded.

Isn't this a hot spring

Bai Yu'er beamed with delight and led Jun Xiaoyao towards the Suzaku Spirit Spring.

Deep within the palace, there is a spring welling up with warm, spiritual energy.

A veil of mist hung heavy in the air, resembling a fairyland.

"My Lord, let Yu'er attend to you." Bai Yu'er said proactively.

Jun Xiaoyao did not refuse.

Life is meant to be enjoyed.

In the ancient kingdom of Suzaku, perhaps no one could enjoy the service of a princess.

May Bai Yu'er help you, esteemed lord, to remove your outer robes and find solace.

In an instant, Jun Xiaoyao's upper body, pure white and symmetrical, was revealed before Bai Yuer's eyes. It seemed as if he were sculpted from immortal jade.

Bai Yu'er swallowed hard.

Crossed her legs.

Jun Xiaoyao entered the Suzaku Spirit Spring and let out a long sigh.

This hot spring is really nice.

While Bai Yu'er was acting strangely, her face flushed unnaturally red, and her jade hands trembled slightly as she kneaded Jun Xiaoyao's shoulders.

Jun Xiaoyao noticed, thinking to himself.

"Is this...in heat"

"Master Divine Child..." Bai Yu'er's voice trembled slightly, her crimson eyes brimming with tears.

She was so tempted by Jun Xiaoyao's body.

Jun Xiaoyao closed his eyes and said in a flat tone, “Remember your identity, don't overstep the rules…”

Jun Xiaoyao's words, like a basin of cold water, instantly sobered Bai Yuer.

Indeed.

She is merely Jun Xiaoyao's female slave, her status and position are completely mismatched.

Jun Xiaoyao is the man she can't have.

"I apologize, My Lady. It was Jade's impertinence." Bai Yu bit her lip, her heart filled with bitterness.

He wasn't so altruistic, nor was he a stallion who just went with the flow when he saw women.

For women, going to the kidney is totally fine.

but also put your heart into it.

Bai Yu'er is just his female slave and pawn; how could she possibly be worthy of touching his body

Longing to shatter the carefree innocence of a child

Don't even say there's no door, there isn't even a window!

"Go away, I need some time alone." Jun Xiaoyao said coldly, closing his eyes to rest.

Bai Yu'er left with a downcast expression.

However, the admiration and infatuation in his eyes for Jun Xiaoyao remained undiminished.

Jun Xiaoyao ignored a point: things that are harder to obtain are often more desirable.

……

Just three days have passed.

Over this period, the entire ancient kingdom of Zhuque remained on high alert.

However, with Jun Xiaoyao and the Four Guardians of Fenglinhuosha leading the way, the entire ancient country seemed to have a much calmer atmosphere.

Jun Xiaoyao has been quite leisurely these past few days, either playing the qin or going to soak in hot springs.

At this moment, inside Zhuque Spirit Spring, Jun Linglong is making tea and serving him.

Jun Xiaoyao said in a calm tone, "If that guy doesn't come back soon, I might just go find him."

"Keke, that person is probably afraid of Young Master too, but he shouldn't give up easily." Jun Linglong smiled.

As expected, at this moment, Jun Xuehuang's voice sounded from outside, reporting: "Reporting to the God Son, the allied forces of the three ancient countries have once again marched towards the imperial capital."

"Finally here, you made me wait so long."

Jun Xiaoyao got up, and Jun Linglong thoughtfully helped him change his clothes.

In a flowing white robe, pure and spotless, stood Jun Xiaoyao. A playful smile graced his lips.

"Let this deity see for himself, what this so-called young master is truly like..."

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