Chapter 123: Jun Xiaoyao Stuns the World Again: The Wager with Wu Mingyue

After the banquet of the Panwu Divine Dynasty ended.

The events that transpired there spread throughout the Vast Heaven Immortal Realm.

Instantly, Jun Xiaoyao once again became the subject of countless whispers and exclamations.

The last time he caused such a sensation was during the Yuan Tian Secret Treasury, when he stood against the Supreme Demon Corpse.

But this time, it was even more shocking.

Because Jun Xiaoyao had humiliated an immortal divine dynasty!

Of course, some men felt sorry for Wu Mingyue.

Such a beautiful woman, publicly humiliated like this, had lost all chance of becoming imperial daughter-in-law.

Jun Xiaoyao, who could have been the imperial son-in-law, had no interest in Wu Mingyue.

This made many male cultivators furious—how could the gap between people be this vast?

The goddess they could never reach, Jun Xiaoyao dismissed without a second thought.

After the banquet ended, all factions departed, and Jiang Luoli and others left reluctantly.

After this incident, Jiang Luoli grew even more fond of and admiring of Jun Xiaoyao.

At least Jun Xiaoyao was not that kind of man who took any woman who came his way.

Jun Xiaoyao was equally frustrated—he simply didn't want to marry his own female slave.

How had he suddenly become seen as a three-good man by other women?

These women's imaginations were too powerful.

Afterward, Jun Xiaoyao did not leave immediately but stayed in the imperial capital for several days.

His reason for staying was naturally because he still had one matter to attend to.

Deep into the night, the imperial palace's Forbidden City was utterly silent.

A white-robed figure quietly arrived before a side pavilion—it was Jun Xiaoyao.

At the entrance, a young maid was dozing off drowsily—it was Xi Er, Wu Mingyue's personal attendant.

Xi Er's eyes were hazy and half-closed; suddenly, she saw a white-robed, transcendent figure walking slowly under the moonlight, and she was momentarily confused.

"Has an immortal descended from heaven?" Xi Er mumbled.

She thought she was dreaming.

"Wu Mingyue is inside, right?" Jun Xiaoyao said coolly.

"I—I'm the Jun Clan's Divine Son!" Xi Er snapped back to reality, eyes wide, her expression filled with delight and excitement.

She nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "The Princess is inside."

"Good." Jun Xiaoyao pushed the door open directly.

Xi Er clasped her hands together, looking utterly enchanted.

"I actually spoke to the Jun Clan's Divine Son! Oh my heavens, up close, the Divine Son is even more flawless, like a celestial being descended under the moon…"

Xi Er remained lost in Jun Xiaoyao's charm, unable to pull herself away.

Inside the pavilion, before a dressing table.

Wu Mingyue's exquisite face bore signs of weariness as she stared at the bronze mirror, lost in sorrow.

The events of recent days were cruel beyond measure for a woman like her.

Forced to sever ties with Xiao Chen, publicly rejected by Jun Xiaoyao.

She, the Divine Dynasty's eldest princess, had become a laughingstock.

Any woman would be unable to bear it—even contemplating death would be natural.

Yet Wu Mingyue was surprisingly strong; she still had one inner support.

That was Xiao Chen.

She believed that with Xiao Chen's perseverance and determination, he would surely rise again.

At that moment, a white-robed figure appeared silently behind her.

In the mirror, reflected was a face of ethereal radiance, handsome and otherworldly.

"Jun Xiaoyao!"

Wu Mingyue snapped back to awareness, her face filled with shock—she never expected Jun Xiaoyao to come to her.

"What should you call me?" Jun Xiaoyao said.

Wu Mingyue's voice hesitated slightly, then forced out two words through clenched teeth.

"Master…"

"Good. It seems you haven't forgotten your identity as a female slave," Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

Wu Mingyue clenched her slender hands, lowering her head slightly, feeling a deep sense of humiliation.

"Didn't you say I wasn't worthy of you? Then why are you here?" Wu Mingyue said coldly.

"Are you… sulking?" Jun Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow slightly.

Why did Wu Mingyue's tone sound like a wife abandoned by her husband?

"I'm not!" Wu Mingyue turned her face away—how could she possibly feel such emotions?

Jun Xiaoyao not becoming imperial son-in-law had actually relieved her.

But being publicly belittled by Jun Xiaoyao had left her seething inside.

"Heh… you've been wronged, haven't you? I didn't consider your feelings. My apologies," Jun Xiaoyao smiled gently.

Wu Mingyue lifted her eyelids slightly, her eyes showing surprise.

Jun Xiaoyao was apologizing to her?

And what was this gentle smile?

Why was it so dazzling?

Wu Mingyue's thoughts grew chaotic; she didn't know what expression to wear.

Was Jun Xiaoyao here to comfort her?

Just as Wu Mingyue thought this.

Jun Xiaoyao's smile deepened, and he spoke: "I came to ask you—how many immortal sources do you have? Hand them all over. Don't make me take them by force."

Wu Mingyue: "????"

So she had imagined too much.

Jun Xiaoyao hadn't come to comfort her—he'd come to rob her of immortal sources.

All that innocent, charming smile was just the grin of a demon!

"Jun Xiaoyao… you!" Wu Mingyue's flawless face flushed crimson, her heart seething—she wanted to bite Jun Xiaoyao!

This man was too despicable!

"What, won't give?" Jun Xiaoyao's expression instantly darkened.

Just moments ago smiling, now his face was as stormy as a tempest.

"I only have fifty-some pieces," Wu Mingyue gritted her teeth.

"Hand them over," Jun Xiaoyao said coldly.

Wu Mingyue angrily handed over the fifty-some immortal sources, glaring at Jun Xiaoyao with her beautiful eyes.

Indeed, she should never have entertained any illusions about Jun Xiaoyao.

Demon, wooden-headed, rigid man!

After obtaining the immortal sources, Jun Xiaoyao silently shook his head.

It seemed even an immortal dynasty's princess wasn't as wealthy as he'd imagined.

Looking at Wu Mingyue's expressionless face, Jun Xiaoyao paused, then said: "Do you still harbor illusions about Xiao Chen?"

Wu Mingyue said nothing, only lightly bit her jade-colored lips.

Jun Xiaoyao chuckled: "You still haven't seen through Xiao Chen's true nature—he only wanted to use you to gain the position of imperial son-in-law, secure the Panwu Divine Dynasty's support, and oppose me."

"Don't assume everyone is as vile as you!" Wu Mingyue said coldly.

In this matter, she firmly believed in Xiao Chen's character.

"How about we make a bet?" Jun Xiaoyao said.

"What kind of bet?" Wu Mingyue asked.

"If Xiao Chen's character is truly as noble as you claim, then I lose—I'll remove your slave seal." Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Is this true?"

Hearing Jun Xiaoyao would remove her slave seal, Wu Mingyue showed a flicker of joy.

She had longed day and night for Jun Xiaoyao to remove the seal.

"Of course. If I'm right, then you will willingly submit to me, this Divine Son!" Jun Xiaoyao swept his sleeve, speaking coolly.

Upon hearing this, Wu Mingyue nodded without hesitation.

In her view, this was Jun Xiaoyao handing her a free chance to be freed from the seal.

"Then the bet is settled," Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly and turned to leave.

Wu Mingyue's snow-white face lit up with hope.

Soon, she would be free—no longer bound by Jun Xiaoyao.

Meanwhile, Jun Xiaoyao's lips curled into a faint smile as he silently shook his head.

"This naive, sweet princess… reality is cruel indeed…"

Jun Xiaoyao had noticed long ago—the madness and ruthlessness in Xiao Chen's eyes as he departed.

A madman is capable of anything.

This was also a trap set by Jun Xiaoyao for Wu Mingyue.

This Divine Dynasty's eldest princess was utterly manipulated by Jun Xiaoyao in the palm of his hand.