Chapter 126: Wu Mingyue and Xiao Chen Turn Enemies, Qinglong Shangren Intervenes, This Divine Son Grants You Freedom

Now, there's no need to say anything further.

Wu Mingyue witnessed it with her own eyes.

She finally understood how foolish and naive she had been.

How could she have been deceived by Xiao Chen's false affection?

Fortunately, she never had any intimate contact with Xiao Chen—otherwise, Wu Mingyue would regret it for the rest of her life!

Watching Wu Mingyue's tear-streaked face, filled with bitter remorse, Jun Xiaoyao sighed inwardly.

She had finally seen the truth.

But Jun Xiaoyao also knew that although Xiao Chen had intended to use Wu Mingyue, he had truly loved her.

Unfortunately, Jun Xiaoyao had ruined it all.

Wu Mingyue had completely given up on Xiao Chen.

Worse still, she now felt a trace of disgust and anger toward him.

Because Xiao Chen had slaughtered defenseless old men, women, and children.

Any cultivator with even a shred of conscience would never commit such an atrocity.

To Wu Mingyue, Xiao Chen was no longer merely a deceitful villain.

He was a monster who had lost all conscience, devoid of humanity.

"Xiao Chen, you're not just a villain—you're a heartless devil! How could I have been so blind as to help you inside the Yuan Tian Secret Repository!"

Wu Mingyue deeply regretted why she had been so foolish to aid Xiao Chen back then.

She now realized that when Xiao Chen had ruthlessly attacked Jun Wanjie, he had already revealed his true nature.

How laughable—she had even comforted herself, thinking he was merely merciless toward enemies.

Now she saw: Xiao Chen was this cruel and heartless toward everyone.

The more she thought, the angrier she became, until she saw the helpless villagers beside Xiao Chen.

She could no longer hold back—she struck.

Vast magic power erupted from her body as she unleashed a devastating palm strike toward Xiao Chen.

Seeing this, Xiao Chen's heart clenched with pain, and he sneered wildly: "You bitch! So you've finally shown your true colors—you want to kill me, don't you!"

Xiao Chen retaliated, blue light surging as he formed a fist shaped like a great dragon.

The two who might have become soulmates now stood blade to blade.

Jun Xiaoyao watched this scene with indifferent eyes.

He had orchestrated it all himself.

Jun Xiaoyao felt no inner turmoil—on the contrary, he almost wanted to laugh.

Over there, Wu Mingyue and Xiao Chen had already begun fighting.

Although Xiao Chen was powerless against Jun Xiaoyao,

that was relative—his strength was still among the top among prodigies.

Wu Mingyue, as the Divine Dynasty's eldest princess, was no slouch, but compared to Xiao Chen, the chosen one of fate, she still lagged slightly behind.

"Hunyuan San Shou!"

Wu Mingyue's jade hand swept forward, instantly unleashing hundreds of palm strikes.

Xiao Chen's face darkened.

This bitch truly meant to kill him!

"You bitch, since you're unkind, don't blame me for being unloyal!" Xiao Chen's eyes ran red with blood, as if driven mad.

He unleashed his ultimate technique: Dragon Severing Seven Styles.

Seven fist impressions erupted in succession, each stronger than the last.

His full cultivation base of Return-to-Unity peak exploded outward, his body partially transforming into a half-dragon form.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

After only three punches, Wu Mingyue's technique shattered.

On the fourth punch, she summoned a shield to block it—but still spat blood from the impact.

On the fifth punch, she vomited a large gout of blood, staining her white robe crimson.

On the sixth punch, her arm bones cracked slightly.

The seventh punch was aimed straight at Wu Mingyue's delicate head.

Xiao Chen held nothing back—he was truly trying to kill her.

Wu Mingyue stared at Xiao Chen's twisted face as he lunged with that killing fist.

She finally understood: Xiao Chen truly intended to kill her—with no hesitation whatsoever.

Wu Mingyue slowly closed her eyes.

Coldness, despair, regret—emotions churned within her heart.

Just then, a hand rested upon Wu Mingyue's shoulder.

At the same time, a calm, icy voice spoke.

"Xiao Chen, are you so bold as to commit murder right under my nose, as if I were not here?"

Next, Wu Mingyue heard only a thunderous crash.

When she opened her eyes again, she saw Xiao Chen spitting blood as he flew backward.

Slowly turning her head, a stunningly beautiful, ethereal face appeared before her.

"Are you alright?" Jun Xiaoyao asked coolly.

Wu Mingyue stared, stunned, forgetting to answer.

A faint, barely noticeable smile curled at Jun Xiaoyao's lips.

The first six punches had wounded Wu Mingyue and made her spit blood—Jun Xiaoyao had remained motionless, as if he hadn't seen.

Only when the lethal seventh punch was unleashed did Jun Xiaoyao decide to act.

Because only then would Wu Mingyue remember more deeply:

Who had saved her life?

Ignoring Wu Mingyue's dazed state, Jun Xiaoyao turned to Xiao Chen and said coldly: "You've danced long enough—it's over."

Jun Xiaoyao simply raised his hand and sent forth a single palm strike.

Xiao Chen's face turned pale with terror.

At that moment, an aged voice rang out.

"Xiao Chen, I'll help you one last time!"

A semi-transparent, blue-robed old man's primordial spirit emerged behind Xiao Chen.

It was Qinglong Shangren.

"So you're Xiao Chen's old grandpa?" Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained utterly calm.

He knew Qinglong Shangren dared not harm him.

As expected, Qinglong Shangren cast a wary glance at Jun Xiaoyao.

Then he unleashed powerful soul energy, tearing open the void and dragging Xiao Chen's body away.

From within the spatial rift came Xiao Chen's hoarse, screaming voice.

"Jun Xiaoyao, I, Xiao Chen, will take your life—I swear it!"

As his words faded, the spatial rift sealed shut.

Jun Xiaoyao stood in place, making no move to pursue—he let him go.

He had not brought A Jiu with him this time; A Jiu only cared about Jun Xiaoyao's life, not other trivial matters.

Xiao Chen had been taken away by Qinglong Shangren—Jun Xiaoyao didn't care at all.

Killing Xiao Chen could wait until anytime.

He was more curious about what confidence Xiao Chen had to claim he could take Jun Xiaoyao's life.

"Young Master, won't you pursue him?"

Only then did Jun Zhangjian appear in a flash.

"No need. I'm certain Xiao Chen will come to me himself next time—why bother searching for him?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly, shaking his head.

If Xiao Chen wanted to kill him, he would naturally come to him.

Jun Xiaoyao glanced at Wu Mingyue—she still wore a dazed expression.

Her heart felt hollow.

All her illusions had shattered; she felt like an empty void.

Jun Xiaoyao stepped forward and looked at Wu Mingyue.

Wu Mingyue looked back at Jun Xiaoyao.

Perhaps because he had saved her just now, she no longer felt so repelled by him.

"This wager… I've lost," Wu Mingyue lowered her head, offering a bitter, self-mocking smile.

Xiao Chen had shattered all her illusions—and now, she was still Jun Xiaoyao's female slave, and must fully submit.

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Wu Mingyue trembled violently.

The slave mark within her divine palace dissolved into nothingness at the sound of that snap.

Wu Mingyue snapped her head up, her pale jade cheeks filled with utter disbelief.

"This... why? I clearly lost the bet..." Wu Mingyue felt confused, bewildered inside.

She had clearly lost the bet, yet Jun Xiaoyao removed the slave seal for her.

"I, the Divine Son, have never liked taking slaves—I only wish for someone to follow me wholeheartedly."

"Since you've always resisted, then now, I, the Divine Son, return your freedom. Congratulations."

Jun Xiaoyao spoke coolly, then turned to leave.