Chapter 1147: Immortal Tribulation Sword Art obtained, a dance of peerless beauty, Yan Yun Eighteen Riders

Lingyuan's idea could not be called anything but shocking.

If the Supreme Immortal Court truly joined forces with the Jun Clan.

That would absolutely be enough to suppress the entire Nine Heavens Immortal Domain.

Even some forces below the water, such as the Cang Clan and other existences.

Could not thoroughly subvert the Immortal Court and the Jun Clan.

This was indeed a crazy idea.

But more importantly.

Lingyuan said that Jun Xiaoyao could become the master of the Immortal Court in the future.

And she would be the Heavenly Empress.

This meaning was already very clear.

It was just short of directly telling Jun Xiaoyao that she wanted to be his wife.

Of course, with Lingyuan's dead-tsundere personality, it was absolutely impossible for her to say such words.

However, when Jun Xiaoyao heard this, he shook his head and smiled.

"Lingyuan, you are really stupidly cute."

"Jun Xiaoyao, you..." Lingyuan bit her lip.

She, the dignified Immortal Court Emperor Daughter, was actually called stupid.

This was the first time.

However, that tone, which sounded like flirting, made Lingyuan blush quietly.

Jun Xiaoyao continued: "One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, unless one is male and one is female."

"Is the Immortal Court willing to be that female tiger?"

The Jun Clan has always been strong and domineering.

Even if they joined forces to cooperate, they would have to be in an absolute leading position.

May I ask if the Supreme Immortal Court, the former hegemon of the Nine Heavens Immortal Domain, is willing to show weakness?

Obviously impossible.

Plus, the nine major immortal lineages of the Immortal Court themselves do not necessarily have unified opinions.

Even if the Wa Emperor Immortal Lineage where Lingyuan is located is willing.

Would the Fuxi Immortal Lineage where the Lord Gudi Son is located be willing?

So, Lingyuan's idea can only be said to be naive.

But Jun Xiaoyao also confirmed from this.

The soul of the Heavenly Maiden Yuan indeed had an influence on Lingyuan.

Plus, Lingyuan herself had a change in her feelings for Jun Xiaoyao after experiencing a hundred generations of love.

So Lingyuan should not become his enemy.

Jun Xiaoyao also didn't want to become an enemy with Lingyuan.

After all, the soul of the Heavenly Maiden Yuan was in her, continuing to exist with Lingyuan's identity.

"Sure enough, was I naive?" Lingyuan revealed a somewhat bitter smile.

Is it fate that makes people, wanting to let her and Jun Xiaoyao be caught between two completely opposing forces?

"That's not necessarily true. Who can say clearly about the future?"

"Maybe in the future, I will be strong enough to make the Immortal Court bow down?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled indifferently.

Looking at Jun Xiaoyao's handsome and peerless smile, Lingyuan was stunned for a moment.

Perhaps Jun Xiaoyao's confidence was also attracting her.

After all, how many people dare to say that they can make the Immortal Court bow down?

"So, the Immortal Tribulation Sword Art..." Jun Xiaoyao returned to the topic.

Lingyuan's jade hands tightened, and then she sighed.

She took out a jade slip from her space magic tool.

"This is what you want," Lingyuan said.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled slightly, not surprised.

He took the jade slip, and his divine sense swept through it roughly.

It was indeed the Immortal Tribulation Sword Art.

"Thank you," Jun Xiaoyao put away the jade slip.

Then, politely, he hugged Lingyuan lightly.

Lingyuan's delicate body tightened, her mind went blank, and her thinking seemed to break.

Sensing the warmth in Jun Xiaoyao's embrace, Lingyuan finally reacted; she had been hugged.

A tremor and joy deep into her soul surged out.

That was not only hers.

It was also the joy of the Heavenly Maiden Yuan.

Jun Xiaoyao quickly let go.

Lingyuan felt a sense of emptiness in her heart again.

"I won't take advantage of you either, you can take these Springs of Life."

Jun Xiaoyao also took out some Springs of Life.

Lingyuan accepted them blankly, still savoring that shallow hug.

"Alright, it's time for me to leave."

Jun Xiaoyao smiled indifferently and turned to leave.

"Wait..."

Lingyuan spoke subconsciously, calling Jun Xiaoyao.

"Hmm?" Jun Xiaoyao was confused.

"Didn't you ask me if I still remember that dance?" Lingyuan said gloomily.

Jun Xiaoyao looked at Lingyuan.

Lingyuan didn't speak, but suddenly jumped up and started to dance.

Lingyuan was wearing a snow-white glazed long skirt, and one dance was peerless.

Like a sprite under the moon, like a banished immortal from the Guanghan Palace.

Graceful as a startled swan, elegant as a swimming dragon.

Burning like a lotus flower emerging from green waves.

Ethereal and spirited, making people forget to eat.

It was exactly the Luo God dance.

Jun Xiaoyao was also somewhat surprised, but he still stood in place to watch.

After all, looking at the entire Nine Heavens Immortal Domain, there should be no one qualified to let Lingyuan dance for them alone.

And it must be said that as a goddess-level figure, Lingyuan's dance was enough to amaze all living beings.

A flash of brightness crossed Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.

He was not a gentleman, and he would never pretend to be a gentleman when he should appreciate it.

After the dance, Lingyuan's face was a bit flushed.

I don't know if it was because she was tired from dancing, or because she was dancing for Jun Xiaoyao.

"Not bad, I didn't expect the Emperor Daughter's dance to be so amazing," Jun Xiaoyao said.

Being praised by Jun Xiaoyao like this, Lingyuan was actually a bit embarrassed.

Of course, with her tsundere personality, she wouldn't show it.

However, at this moment, Ruying's voice came from outside the cave.

"Lord Emperor Daughter, someone is here."

"Hmm?"

Lingyuan frowned slightly.

The atmosphere was finally starting to harmonize, but someone had to disturb it at this time.

"It wouldn't be the Lord Gudi Son, would it? Just say I won't see him," Lingyuan said indifferently.

Before, the Lord Gudi Son had also been harassing her, asking what her attitude toward Jun Xiaoyao was.

Lingyuan was too lazy to even see the Lord Gudi Son.

"It is the Lord Gudi Son, but not only him, there are three others, calling themselves the Yan Yun Eighteen Riders, it seems... the followers of that ancient Young Emperor."

As soon as these words came out, Lingyuan was somewhat surprised, and then frowned slightly.

A hidden light flashed in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.

"The ancient Young Emperor of the Immortal Court, interesting..." Jun Xiaoyao smiled secretly.

"I'll go out and see first," Lingyuan said.

For those Yan Yun Thirteen Riders, she didn't care.

But the ancient Young Emperor of the Immortal Court, to be honest, even she, this current Young Emperor,

"I will accompany you as well." Jun Xiaoyao stepped forward at the right moment.

Ling Yuan remained silent and said nothing.

But in her heart, there was an inexplicable sense of peace.

It was as if she had gained a pillar of support behind her.

"Alright then... th-thank you." Ling Yuan said somewhat awkwardly.

Given her personality, being able to say the word "thank you" was indeed very difficult.

Jun Xiaoyao just smiled.

At this moment, outside the cave dwelling.

Four figures stood there.

One of them, draped in a Bagua robe, had handsome features, a heroic posture, and an appearance as refined as jade.

It was none other than Gu Dizi.

The other three, two men and one woman, wore battle armor of different colors; their auras were all incomparably powerful, and their expressions appeared somewhat cold and arrogant.

Beneath them, they all rode ferocious beasts and raptors, such as Green-Eyed Golden Eagles and Chi Dragons.

Around them, many prodigies of the Immortal Academy were watching the spectacle.

"Hiss, are those the prodigies from the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun?"

"I heard they are heroes from the same era as that mysterious ancient Young Emperor of the Immortal Court, and each one is incomparably powerful."

"In the end, they were defeated and submitted to that Immortal Court Young Emperor, becoming his followers and being sealed together."

"In terms of talent and strength, the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun are definitely more outstanding than some seed-level figures; otherwise, they couldn't have become followers of that ancient Young Emperor."

"What are they doing here?"

"It seems it must be related to that Jun Clan Divine Son; perhaps they feel that Ling Yuan is getting too close to the Jun Clan Divine Son."

"Tsk tsk, this is getting interesting. One ancient Young Emperor, one contemporary Young Emperor—is this going to be a battle for power?"

Just as everyone was whispering and gossiping.

Two figures appeared from within the cave dwelling.

Ling Yuan's expression was as cold as frost.

In front of Jun Xiaoyao, she was like an ordinary woman.

But in front of others, she was the noble and supreme Immortal Lineage Empress, the honorable Young Emperor.

"You dare to clamor before this palace's cave dwelling? Do you not hold this palace's status as Young Emperor in your eyes!"

Ling Yuan spoke with a cold reprimand, fully displaying a queen-like dominance!