Chapter 109

The entire Forbidden City was clamorous and boiling because of Jun Xiaoyao's arrival.

Jun Xiaoyao looked at the livid Yang Pan and said indifferently, "I don't accept the challenge because I feel it's unnecessary; swatting you to death is no more trouble than swatting a fly."

"Jun Xiaoyao, stop spouting nonsense there. Do you think you're truly invincible just because you destroyed one of my avatars?" Yang Pan said coldly.

He believed that the reason Jun Xiaoyao was so confident was because he had once easily killed his avatar.

"Heh..." Jun Xiaoyao chuckled and said nothing.

How could Yang Pan possibly understand his capabilities?

Cold intent surged in Yang Pan's eyes.

With his irritable personality, he almost couldn't resist starting a great battle directly.

But once he thought about how he still had to fight for the position of Imperial Son-in-Law, Yang Pan temporarily suppressed this anger.

After he wins the position of Imperial Son-in-Law, he will challenge Jun Xiaoyao again and decide the victor at the peak of the Forbidden City.

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

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

Seeing the two who had temporarily ceased their fire, the surrounding cultivators were still sighing.

Jun Xiaoyao's entrance was too overbearing; it directly extinguished the Champion Marquis's invincible spirit.

However, they were also very curious: would Jun Xiaoyao participate in the fight for the Imperial Son-in-Law?

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

"Divine Child!" Jun Zhangjian and the others all bowed, their eyes filled with joy.

They had also been annoyed to no end by those rumors recently.

And as soon as Jun Xiaoyao appeared, all the smear rumors collapsed without being attacked.

"Xiaoyao, I knew you wouldn't avoid the battle." Jiang Shengyi walked over and smiled.

"Sister Shengyi." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

Beside them, Jiang Luoli watched the two, her large eyes rolling.

She didn't think too much about it.

"Lord Divine Child, we meet again. Last time, playing the zither all night is still vivid in my memory, truly unforgettable."

At this moment, a stunning beauty walked over again; it was none other than the Zither Maiden.

Her tone carried a hint of nostalgia, and longing was vaguely revealed in the depths of her eyes.

After learning Jun Xiaoyao's true identity, she felt a sense of being flattered.

But the Zither Maiden did not know that Jun Xiaoyao had merely used her once.

"Wh... wh... what? Talking about love all night?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Luoli was struck by lightning, and her whole person seemed to have turned to stone.

"I was clearly the first one..." Jiang Luoli pouted, and thick jealousy permeated the air.

"Miss Jiang, you've misunderstood. It was playing the zither, not talking about love," the Zither Maiden explained.

Jiang Luoli still had some misgivings; that was all night long, after all. Who knew what kind of things unsuitable for children might have happened?

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

Watching Jun Xiaoyao, who was deep in a beauty's Shura field, let alone outsiders, even Jun Zhangjian said with an envious face, "If only I had one-tenth of Lord Divine Child's charm."

"Are you dreaming?" Jun Xuehuang struck him down.

And at this moment, a magnificent voice came from deep within the Imperial Palace.

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

Leading them was a middle-aged man dressed in imperial robes, with a dignified face and the great power of one who rules the world.

This man was none other than the Emperor of the Panwu Divine Dynasty, the Panwu God Lord.

And behind him followed a group of imperial princes and princesses.

Wu Mingyue and the Third Prince were among them.

That Third Prince immediately noticed Jun Xiaoyao, and his heart suddenly turned cold, sinking to the bottom.

"It's over, it really is him, the Jun Clan's Divine Child..."

Previously, the Third Prince had a faint premonition in his heart.

Unexpectedly, it had now come true.

Bribing assassins from the Youmingtian to assassinate the Jun Clan's Divine Child.

If this were exposed, the Third Prince simply dared not imagine what kind of consequences would arise.

"It's okay, stay calm. Those assassins from the Youmingtian will never expose my identity even in death," the Third Prince thought to himself.

And just at this moment, Jun Xiaoyao's gaze happened to fall on the Third Prince.

The Third Prince's whole body stiffened.

Jun Xiaoyao revealed a faint smile and nodded slightly.

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

In his heart, however, he let out a long sigh of relief.

"It seems that Jun Xiaoyao doesn't know that I was the one who instigated it from behind," the Third Prince secretly thought.

Taking a step back, even if Jun Xiaoyao were to guess it was him, without evidence, it wouldn't hold up.

At worst, the Third Prince could just refuse to admit it and play dumb.

Unfortunately, the Third Prince did not know that Jun Xiaoyao's smile.

Was the smile of a devil.

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

"So he really did come," Wu Mingyue sighed, becoming rarely nervous.

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

"Is that the Eldest Princess of the Divine Dynasty? It's my first time seeing her; she really is a stunning beauty!"

"Indeed, I finally understand a little why so many prodigies are fighting for this Imperial Son-in-Law identity. Not only can one soar to the sky, but one can also obtain such a beauty."

Many cultivators looked at Wu Mingyue, and amazement surged in their eyes.

Dressed in a bright red skirt, Wu Mingyue was charming and beautiful, peerless and stunning.

"Mingyue..."

Sitting in the corner, Xiao Chen's heart surged, his expression vaguely carrying excitement and longing.

Wu Mingyue is his woman; today, he will not let Wu Mingyue go to anyone!

"Thank you all for coming to participate in this banquet. Today is also the day my daughter Mingyue chooses an Imperial Son-in-Law. Only the prodigy who stands out can become the Imperial Son-in-Law of my Panwu Divine Dynasty."

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

"Next, the banquet begins. You young talents can also compete and exchange pointers."

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

"Haha, then let me be the first to make a fool of myself. I have admired Princess Mingyue for a long time."

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

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

The Tiannan Sword Sect is also a top-tier sword path force.

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

"Heh..."

A cold sneer came; it was emitted by Yang Pan.

He blasted out a spear strike directly, and the terrifying spear light caused ripples in the void.

Seeing this, that true disciple of the Tiannan Sword Sect had his expression change abruptly; the long sword on his back unsheathed, and he made a move to resist.

However, under one move, that true disciple vomited blood and flew backward, a blood hole appearing on his shoulder.

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

Several elders of the Tiannan Sword Sect stepped forward to investigate, their expressions ugly to the extreme.

But hindered by Yang Pan's identity and the fact that the Panwu God Lord was present, they dared to be angry but dared not speak.

"Hmph, this position of Imperial Son-in-Law, this Marquis wants it. Whoever is blind and wants to fight for it, feel free to come up and fight!"

Yang Pan stood on the high platform, wearing the Heavenly Radiance Horn Divine Armor, holding the Shangmang Divine Spear, his momentum unrivaled for a time.

Boom!

Just as Yang Pan's voice fell, a majestic aura suddenly erupted from a banquet seat in the back.

Simultaneously, a cold shout carrying a sense of determination was also emitted.

"Only I, Xiao Chen, can be Mingyue's Imperial Son-in-Law. As for you, Yang Pan, get as far away as you can!"