[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body":3,"chapter-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-101":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Starting with the Wasteland Sacred Body",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2340908,4576,"Chapter 101: Three Strikes, Overwhelming: The Unbelievable Feng Qingling Is Driven Away","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-101",101,"\u003Cp>Hearing the voice, Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes flashed a cold glint as he turned to look at Feng Qingling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Qingling’s gaze, burning with heat, fixed on the Fengming Qishan Qin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The qin's attributes suited her perfectly, as if it had been crafted expressly for her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to mention, it was a rare ancient holy weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ancient holy weapons of the qin type were exceedingly rare—they were not merely for cultivating one’s temperament.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As weapons for combat, their power was formidable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, Feng Qingling was tempted and couldn’t help speaking up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh? And then?” Jun Xiaoyao’s tone carried amusement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“One thousand supreme-grade divine sources, for your ancient qin,” Feng Qingling said casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several young prodigies around them drew in sharp breaths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder she was a scion of the Ancient Imperial Clan—she casually produced a thousand supreme-grade divine sources.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But many glanced at the Fengming Qishan Qin in Jun Xiaoyao’s hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to an ancient holy weapon like that, a thousand supreme-grade divine sources were certainly not much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, they were almost pitiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the value of an ancient holy weapon could not be measured by supreme-grade divine sources alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the very least, it required immortal sources for valuation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even as a noble daughter of Wanhuang Lingshan, she could not possibly possess many immortal sources.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immortal sources were exceedingly rare and scarce even within the Jun Clan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“One thousand supreme-grade divine sources for my ancient qin? If your mind is faulty, go find someone to treat it,” Jun Xiaoyao said coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t even sought trouble with Wanhuang Lingshan, yet they dared to lay eyes on his ancient qin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hm? Do you know who I am?” Feng Qingling’s slender brows arched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t care who you are, and I’m not the least interested. If you want to die, keep dancing in front of me,” Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, many young elites stared in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Qingling was a noble daughter of Wanhuang Lingshan—her status and power were not to be trifled with by ordinary people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even heirs of immortal sects would never treat her this way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You seek death! Refuse the cup of wine and take the punishment!” Feng Qingling’s beautiful eyes blazed with crimson flames—she was truly enraged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a noble daughter of Wanhuang Lingshan, wherever she went, all looked to her in reverence; no one dared offend her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her mind, since she had taken interest in this ancient qin, Jun Xiaoyao should have gladly given it to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Qingling struck without hesitation, her jade hand sweeping out as a string of crimson runes rose into the air, coalescing into the shape of a phoenix’s wing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could that be… the True Phoenix Great Divine Art?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many young elites rose to their feet, eyes filled with awe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wanhuang Lingshan’s True Phoenix Great Divine Art stood alongside the True Dragon Great Divine Art of the Ancestral Dragon Nest—both were among the pinnacle martial arts of the Immortal Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, there’s the aura of the True Phoenix Great Divine Art within it, but it’s not the true art—likely just an offshoot technique,” some prodigies with sharper eyes murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet even as an offshoot technique, its power, when wielded by Feng Qingling, was devastatingly formidable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to mention, her own cultivation base had already reached the peak of the Unification Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At her age, achieving such cultivation, Feng Qingling was truly worthy of her title as Wanhuang Lingshan’s noble daughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Master, be careful…” Qin Xuan and Tianqin Nv both cried out in alarm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Tianqin Nv’s intense focus on Jun Xiaoyao, the Third Imperial Prince’s expression grew darker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Provoking a noble daughter of Wanhuang Lingshan—he won’t even know how he dies…” the Third Imperial Prince thought coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just as this thought arose in his mind—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, Jun Xiaoyao moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without using any technique, he simply raised his palm and struck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Puff!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao’s palm collided with Feng Qingling’s technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Accompanied by a chilling crack—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Qingling’s face instantly turned ashen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her outstretched jade arm was shattered by a terrifying force, bones snapping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her entire body was thrown backward, slamming violently into a stone pillar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, the entire Xianqiong Tower was inscribed with defensive arrays—otherwise, this single clash would have collapsed half the tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How is this possible?” Feng Qingling’s crimson lips turned as white as paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The divine flames and aura surrounding her were scattered, revealing her true face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On her snow-white, exquisite features lay a look of panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though she was a woman, slender and delicate-boned—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her slight phoenix bloodline granted her physical strength far exceeding that of many human cultivators who specialized in body refinement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was why she was stunned—how could this human’s body be so terrifyingly strong?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was he, like her, an Ancient Imperial Clan descendant?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao raised his palm again, simply and effortlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Against Feng Qingling, he didn’t even need to use any technique—he could suppress her with one hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Jun Xiaoyao raise his palm once more, Feng Qingling gritted her teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pride of an Ancient Imperial Clan heir made such humiliation unbearable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crimson aura flared from her arm, her bloodline swirling as her shattered bones rapidly healed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Incredible physical strength!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rumors say Feng Qingling underwent the Phoenix Blood Pool’s purification within Wanhuang Lingshan—her body is astonishing. Clearly, the rumors are true.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Qingling’s condition once again drew gasps from the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder she was an heir of an immortal lineage—her techniques and hidden cards far surpassed those of ordinary prodigies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s the use?” Jun Xiaoyao’s expression remained cold and expressionless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Flying Phoenix Claw!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Qingling transformed her palm into a claw, summoning a crimson-veined phoenix claw that tore through the air with a hissing rush.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single strike of this claw would instantly shred an ordinary Unification Realm prodigy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao clenched his fist, shattering the Flying Phoenix Claw outright—Feng Qingling was flung back again, spitting blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes glinted coldly; his right arm shimmered faintly with divine light, entwined with immortal aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He activated the power of a Great Luo Immortal Bone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, Feng Qingling’s entire body broke out in goosebumps—a profound sense of danger surged in her heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao showed no mercy, his fist strike world-shaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Qingling swiftly raised one hand, summoning a protective magic treasure—a crimson-gold shield shaped like a closed phoenix wing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thunderous crash echoed, like celestial iron colliding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The high-grade shield shattered into pieces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Qingling’s soul nearly fled her body; her phoenix wings flared, lifting her into the air as she darted into her palanquin and fled like lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t even have time to utter a single threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dead silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the prodigies and elites on the top floor of Xianqiong Tower stood frozen, as if petrified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Qingling, the famed noble daughter of Wanhuang Lingshan, had been driven off in three strikes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this news spread, it would cause a major uproar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tianqin Nv’s gaze toward Jun Xiaoyao shimmered with renewed admiration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Xuan’s mouth hung open in shock—she hadn’t expected Jun Xiaoyao to be this powerful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young master of Wanbao Merchant Guild’s expression had shifted from suspicion and caution to grave seriousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a merchant guild heir, he was smooth-tongued and sharp-minded—he knew such a person must never be provoked in the slightest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Third Imperial Prince was different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Born to supreme status, he had ruled over the Panwu Divine Dynasty like a storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, Jun Xiaoyao’s arrival had sent his sense of threat soaring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Tianqin Nv’s attitude toward Jun Xiaoyao, the Third Imperial Prince was infuriated to his core.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Master, you haven’t yet replied to Tianqin Nv’s earlier request,” Tianqin Nv murmured softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She meant, of course, the request to spend the night with Jun Xiaoyao—no, to play the qin with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her tone carried a hint of coquettishness.\u003C\u002Fp>",1309,"2026-06-20T23:29:44.332Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","3bdb88283db5f0a75edcd1cfc08973411f55f4cf9f80be63fb0fe356fc1f9fd2","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-102","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-100",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-cover.jpg"]