Chapter 47: The Arrival of the Son of God, Nan Tian City in

a hurry, he quietly awaits the opportune moment.It had been about half a month.Jun Xiaoyao, seated deep within the ancestral temple of the ancient gods, suddenly felt a stirring in his heart.He took o...Although this was his first time venturing outside, Jun XiaoYao lived a life of carefree ease.

But its name had already spread throughout the entire desolate Immortal Domain.

It is well known by all.

Although many people know the legendary name of Jun Xiaoyao, very few have actually met him.

Under such curiosity, Jun Xiaoyao became even more mysterious, leaving everyone in anticipation.

"I didn't expect that it would be Elder Jun himself who came this time, which indeed brings great honor to the Daoji Tianzong." The old Daoist of Daoji Tianzong smiled and clasped his hands together.

"Haha, you flatter me," Jun Zhantian walked out, stepping into the void, and laughed aloud.

"Right, that priestess…" The old Taoist scanned the crowd with his eyes.

To be honest, there are very few young people who can truly make a lasting impression on him.

Jun Xiaoyao, was definitely the most memorable one.

"Haha, I didn't expect senior to still remember me. It's an honor to be remembered."

A nine-headed white dragon pulled the carriage. Jun Linglong, with her delicate hand, lifted the beaded curtain, and Jun Xiaoyao walked out calmly.

Dressed in white as snow, with a slender figure, like wind-swept bamboo, she possessed an exceptional temperament.

His skin was as crystal clear as jade, his hair each strand glistening with light, and he was surrounded by a hazy mist of ethereal radiance.

A peerless and stunningly handsome face, veiled in an ethereal mist of divine radiance.

This is not something Jun Xiaoyao deliberately concealed, but rather his innate physical constitution, coupled with the Supreme Bone, allows him to be shrouded in Dao rhyme throughout his body, with a natural immortal glow accompanying him.

"My goodness, is that the divine son of the Jun family"

"What a godly level of beauty, I love it!"

"Oh, I'm dead!"

When Jun Xiaoyao appeared, the entire Nantian City was in an uproar!

Not to mention female cultivators from the human race, at this moment, all female beings had their gazes drawn to Jun Xiaoyao like iron filings to a magnet.

Even some male monks were slightly stunned.

"Oh heavens, why must I see the face of the divine son of your family From now on, will there be any other man who could ever capture my eye"

A peerless prodigy of a prestigious lineage, she looked up with vacant eyes, her brow furrowed in deep contemplation.

And the other holy maiden of the sanctuary, she coiled her long hair and muttered to herself.

"This hair growth I keep for you, if I do not marry you, my hair will not be cut. A solitary lamp before an ancient Buddha, I shall remain a single woman in my boudoir..."

Such scenes are playing out in every corner of Nantian City.

It can be said that the appearance of Jun Xiaoyao almost made these female cultivators...

Climax.

Even those men couldn't feel a shred of jealousy, because the gap was simply too vast.

Jun Xiaoyao discusses identity, status, appearance, and strength.

Make everything else look like dust.

Jun Xiaoyao glanced down at the scene below with a nonchalant air.

Those nuns reminded him of the delusional fangirls from his past life.

Though his countenance already bore the celestial luster of an immortal, even a fleeting glimpse of him was breathtakingly handsome, enough to make female cultivators swoon.

"Haha, Child of God, you are too kind. The old Daoist has already prepared lodgings. Please come in..."

The old Taoist bowed slightly.

Thereafter, led by the old Taoist, Jun Xiaoyao and the others left.

The entire Nantian City erupted in endless uproar.

Needless to say, the appearance of the divine son of the Jun family far surpasses the influence of any other faction's prodigy.

And at this moment, within a certain residence in Nantou City.

A young man clad in silver armor sat cross-legged.

He had a square and stern face, with crisscrossing scars on his cheeks that added to his chillingly cold aura.

Around him, arcs of electricity danced, countless thunder runes manifesting in the void, radiating waves of devastating power.

This man, of course, is the fifth in line of the Jun family, Jun Wanjie.

Before him, a follower shrouded in black mist was reporting to him.

"Have you arrived" A bolt of lightning danced in Jun Wanjie's eyes.

At the same time, with a cold look.

He arrived in Nanteng City ahead of time, and only some disciples from the Daoji Tianzong greeted him.

And now, with the arrival of Jun Xiaoyao and others, the entire Daoji Tianzong is in full force, with all disciples and elders appearing.

Even the venerable Daoist masters, who held a higher status than the sect leader, personally appeared to greet him.

This kind of discrimination is too obvious.

Although there was also the intention of meeting with elders like Jun Zhan Tian.

But you know, deep down, the main reason is still Jun Xiaoyao.

In the eyes of those from Daoji Tianzong, Jun Wanjie's importance pales in comparison to that of Jun Xiaoyao.

The follower shrouded in black mist also grumbled, "Those from the Daoji Tianzong are truly blind. How can a mere fledgling compare to Lord Wanjie"

This follower, is a Heaven's Mandate that Jun Wanjie subdued from outside. His name is Heitu, and he hails from the Heiyun Clan.

It is rumored that the ancestor of this clan was a black cloud that attained enlightenment, achieving the supreme and ultimate realm.

No one is born superior, not even the most free-spirited individual!

"I will prove to your family that he is unworthy of the Zeroth Sequence position!" Jun Wanjie said coldly.

He endured countless hardships, suffering untold injuries and pain, only to earn a position in the fifth sequence.

Jun Xiaoyao, however, effortlessly obtained the location of Sequence Zero.

Whoever it is, their mindset would explode.

"How could he, having restrained himself so much"

"Oh, my parents are just so miserable..."

Heitú's heart ached, thinking to himself that he couldn't possibly express how sorry he was for the injustice done to the king.

……

Over several days, Jun Xiaoyao had settled in Nantang City.

Although the Heavenly Supreme's Secret Treasure has manifested, it will still take several days before it truly appears in the world.

And during these few days, Jun Zhantian also departed, starting to contact the leaders of other immortal Taoist lineages.

They want to unite and make the entire Yuantian Supreme Treasure Vault a training ground for younger disciples.

None of the older generation's strong individuals are allowed to enter.

Lord Jun, carefree and with nothing to do, was enjoying himself leisurely within his dwelling.

Jun Linglong then smiled faintly and said, "Master, I heard that there is a local specialty in Nanyuan Daozhou called Qingxinling tea. Jun Linglong will go buy some for Master right away."

Jun Linglong is intelligent and thoughtful. She is also kind and caring.

She knew Jun Xiaoyao liked to drink tea and specially found out about this local specialty.

"Well, Linglong is indeed thoughtful. Whoever marries you in the future will be blessed." Jun Xiaoyao said with a casual smile.

Jun Linglong's delicate face flushed slightly, and she gave Jun Xiaoyao a charming glance.

She had long made up her mind to follow Jun Xiaoyao for the rest of her life and be his maidservant.

How could she possibly marry someone else

As for allowing Jun Xiaoyao to marry her

Jun Linger still has self-awareness. Being able to stay by Jun Xiaoyao's side as a maidservant is already quite good.

She would not take the initiative to make such an unreasonable request.

Of course, if Jun Xiaoyao is willing, Jun Linglong will gladly accept.

As for the age difference of over ten years, it is actually negligible for cultivators.

Soon, Jun Linglong left her house and arrived at a market in Nantian City.

Soon, she discovered a tea of the clear heart, over ten thousand years old.

Just as Jun Linglong was about to make the purchase.

A young figure shrouded in black mist appeared, his voice cold and laced with amusement.

"Sorry, this is calming herbal tea. I ordered it!"

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