[{"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-105":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},2340912,4576,"Chapter 105: The Banquet Begins: The Imperial Weapon Panhuang Sword, Jun Xiaoyao","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-105",105,"\u003Cp>The time finally arrived, half a month later—the day the banquet would begin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On this day, the entire imperial capital seemed to boil over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forces from all major sects rushed together toward the Purple Forbidden City at the heart of the capital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many who were not qualified to attend the banquet still followed, hoping just to catch a glimpse of the spectacle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many were deeply curious: which of these outstanding young talents would ultimately claim Wu Mingyue, the shining jewel of the divine dynasty?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The imperial palace of the Panwu Divine Dynasty: the Purple Forbidden City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The magnificent Purple Forbidden City resembled an ancient heavenly court, radiating an aura of solemn authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Golden halls and cloud palaces, glazed tile roofs, divine mists swirling, auspicious rays stretching a thousandfold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From afar, it looked like the Lingxiao Palace of the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Legend says the Purple Forbidden City was crafted by countless artisans under the orders of Emperor Panwu when he founded the divine dynasty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was also one of the great symbols of the Panwu Divine Dynasty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the Panwu Mausoleum, it lay deep behind the Purple Forbidden City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That place was the absolute forbidden zone of the Panwu Divine Dynasty—anyone who approached without permission was executed on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, within the Purple Forbidden City, grand banquets were laid out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless rare delicacies were carried in by palace maids.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaders from the top-tier sects and immortal lineages gathered together in one hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In one of the halls of the Purple Forbidden City, Wu Mingyue, clad in a crimson robe, sat before a dressing table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several palace maids were arranging her hair into an elaborate coiffure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dressed in the red robe, Wu Mingyue exuded even more allure and charm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes were like clear water, her brows painted like ink, her skin as smooth as congealed fat, lightly powdered, lips stained with vermilion, breathtakingly beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet a faint, unyielding melancholy gathered between her brows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A palace maid who had served her since childhood noticed and said, “Your Highness, today is the day you choose your imperial son-in-law—you should be happier.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Mingyue shook her head slightly and replied, “Xi’er, how can I be happy when I cannot choose my own partner?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Mingyue wondered whether Xiao Chen would come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, she did not hope he would come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because even if Xiao Chen came, nothing would change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her father, the Lord of the Panwu Divine Dynasty, would never allow her to marry a man with no background.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless Xiao Chen’s talent was as monstrous as Jun Xiaoyao’s, he would never be taken seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But was that possible?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the entire Huangtian Immortal Realm, how many could match Jun Xiaoyao’s talent?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Chen worked hard, indeed—but if hard work were enough, what need would there be for prodigies?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Highness need not be so disheartened; among these young elites, perhaps one might be worthy of you,” Xi’er comforted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hah, who? The Champion Marquis?” Wu Mingyue sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew the Lord of Panwu had long wished for her to marry the Champion Marquis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not for any other reason than that the Champion Marquis had been recognized by the Panhuang Shengling Sword, making him a possible reincarnation of Emperor Panwu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, even if he weren’t, it didn’t matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because what the Lord of Panwu truly wanted was for the Champion Marquis to find the Three Panhuang Swords.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Panhuang Shengling Sword was merely one of the Three Panhuang Swords.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other two were the Panhuang Suishui Sword and the Panhuang Xukong Sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Legend said that if the Three Panhuang Swords were reunited, they could reform into the Panwu Emperor’s Dao-attaining imperial weapon: the Panhuang Sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An imperial weapon, also called an ancient emperor weapon, a great emperor’s artifact, an ultimate imperial weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the Dao-attaining instrument of ancient emperors, possessing immense power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When an imperial weapon moved, it could shatter the nine heavens, obliterate eight-directional star realms, strike across the cosmic expanse, and drown billions of lives in blood!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To put it bluntly, the deterrent power of an imperial weapon was like that of a nuclear weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Generally, immortal lineages whose ancestors had produced supreme emperors possessed imperial weapon legacies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Panwu Divine Dynasty once had one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But later, the Panhuang Sword split into three.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Panwu Divine Dynasty endured much turmoil, eventually leading to the loss of the Three Panhuang Swords.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when Yang Pan obtained the Panhuang Shengling Sword did the Panwu Divine Dynasty regain hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was precisely why the Lord of Panwu valued Yang Pan so highly, immediately granting him the title of Champion Marquis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This caused Yang Pan’s arrogance to swell further—he became lawless throughout the Panwu Divine Dynasty, like a local emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Xi’er heard the words “Champion Marquis,” a flicker of revulsion passed through her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Champion Marquis’s reputation was truly abysmal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Highness need not fret—perhaps someone exists who can subdue the Champion Marquis,” Xi’er said, her face suddenly glowing with longing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You mean…” Wu Mingyue said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, of course—the Jun Clan’s divine heir. Rumor says he is as beautiful as a celestial immortal, with a gentle disposition and unmatched strength, and peerless lineage.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He is, in my heart, the most perfect person ever…,” Xi’er sighed, her eyes sparkling with adoration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gentle disposition?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A celestial immortal?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Mingyue’s face tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another naive girl misled by rumors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao was no celestial immortal—he was a devil who devoured people without spitting out bones!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He showed her no mercy, used despicable coercion to make her his slave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even now, Wu Mingyue guarded this secret fiercely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t mention him again,” Wu Mingyue said coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh…” Seeing Wu Mingyue’s expression, Xi’er wisely fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She assumed Wu Mingyue was upset because of the Champion Marquis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I hope he doesn’t come,” Wu Mingyue prayed inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, she truly wouldn’t know how to face Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a quiet, picturesque courtyard within the imperial capital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immortal mist drifted, radiant light swirled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sacred aura permeated the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the courtyard, Jun Xiaoyao sat cross-legged on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The flowers and grass around him seemed nourished, flourishing brilliantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Jun Xiaoyao himself radiated an otherworldly aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His right arm bore markings like celestial runes, as if it were the arm of a celestial immortal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At a distance, Qin Xuan stared in shock at Jun Xiaoyao’s cultivation, her heart trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a spectacle was utterly astonishing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearby, the Nine-Headed Lion, transformed into a nine-headed Shiba Inu, lay lazily on the ground, munching on spirit beast meat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Master’s aura is too terrifying,” Qin Xuan exclaimed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My master is a prodigy—this kind of scene is nothing unusual,” the Nine-Headed Lion replied lazily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Jun Xiaoyao’s body trembled slightly, ending his cultivation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before him lay a pile of spirit sources drained of their essence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not bad—I refined fourteen Great Luo Immortal Bones, plus six before, exactly twenty.” Jun Xiaoyao murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His right arm—wrist bones, palm bones, finger bones—all twenty bones had been refined into Great Luo Immortal Bones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His power had surely increased tremendously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Still an endless abyss,” Jun Xiaoyao muttered. “If only I could find a plump, juicy leek.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after thinking, he had yet to find a suitable candidate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Ye Xingyun, Jun Xiaoyao had never paid him any attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was unaware of the transformation Ye Xingyun had later undergone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The banquet should be starting soon,” Jun Xiaoyao rose and walked over to Qin Xuan and the Nine-Headed Lion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go,” Jun Xiaoyao said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where are we going, Master?” Qin Xuan asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The imperial palace—to keep my appointment at the Purple Forbidden City!” Jun Xiaoyao’s gaze was deep and piercing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Appointment?” Qin Xuan frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the Nine-Headed Lion rolled over, leapt into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Golden light surged, shaking the heavens; all cultivators within a ten-mile radius were stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amidst divine radiance, a mighty, majestic Nine-Headed Lion appeared, roaring to the heavens!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao stepped through empty space and stood directly atop the nine-headed lion’s back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What, aren’t you coming too? I told you—you might want to look forward to this,” Jun Xiaoyao said, lowering his gaze to Qin Xuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the ground, Qin Xuan stood frozen like a clay statue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if she had lost her soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Master is… the Jun Clan’s Divine Heir?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Xuan pressed her jade hand over her pink lips, unable to stifle a cry; blood rushed to her head, her lovely face flushing crimson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mind spun, and she nearly fainted from overwhelming joy, excitement, and exhilaration!\u003C\u002Fp>",1425,"2026-06-20T23:29:44.332Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","9309e3108f90ab42240a5a2657ec324f3ace803edb7c173cbecbd0a845b9e76d","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-106","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-104",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-cover.jpg"]