Chapter 127: The Strategy of Feigning Indifference: Wu Mingyue Fully Submits—The First Sequence of Mount Junjia Returns!

Wu Mingyue stood frozen, utterly unable to believe it.

Is this really the same Jun Xiaoyao, that demon-like figure?

And right now, Jun Xiaoyao's expression was utterly calm.

Does she truly mean nothing at all to Jun Xiaoyao?

If she means nothing, why did he just save her?

A storm of thoughts churned within Wu Mingyue.

She suddenly wondered if she had misunderstood Jun Xiaoyao from the very beginning.

He was, in truth, a kind and upright man.

He was merely hidden beneath a cold exterior.

Otherwise, why would Jun Xiaoyao have saved her?

And why, after losing the bet, did he remove her slave seal and grant her freedom?

Watching Jun Xiaoyao's slowly retreating back, and the faint indifference on his face,

Wu Mingyue suddenly felt a pang of sorrow.

She had misunderstood Jun Xiaoyao all along.

Jun Xiaoyao had once kindly warned her that Xiao Chen was using her.

But Wu Mingyue had ignored him, even accusing Jun Xiaoyao of judging a gentleman by a villain's standards.

Thinking of this, Wu Mingyue could no longer hold back and cried out: "Master!"

Jun Xiaoyao halted his steps.

Beside him, Jun Zhangjian's face turned stunned, his jaw nearly dropping to the ground.

The Crown Princess of a mighty nation, Wu Mingyue, famed across the Huangtian Immortal Realm, had just voluntarily called him "Master"?

This utterly shattered Jun Zhangjian's worldview.

And this wasn't coercion—it was Wu Mingyue's own choice.

"Hm? Didn't I already grant you your freedom?" Jun Xiaoyao frowned.

Wu Mingyue bit her lip, her cheeks faintly flushed with embarrassment, yet she spoke clearly: "I was wrong before, Master. I sincerely submit myself to you."

With that, Wu Mingyue bowed deeply before Jun Xiaoyao.

"Holy shit!" Even Jun Zhangjian couldn't help blurting out a curse.

"You don't need to do this. I don't lack for female slaves." Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.

"Master, I submit to you out of sincerity, not because of the bet." Wu Mingyue's expression betrayed a hint of unease.

Her heart had been hollow—only Jun Xiaoyao had left an imprint.

If Jun Xiaoyao abandoned her now, wouldn't she return to that emptiness?

She refused to let that happen.

"Sigh, fine. Since you wish to follow, then so be it. I'll call on you when I need you." Jun Xiaoyao sighed.

"Yes, Master. I will remain loyal to you for life. Besides, you've already become…" Wu Mingyue hesitated.

"Already become what?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.

"Nothing." Wu Mingyue shook her head slightly.

She didn't say that Jun Xiaoyao had already become the Imperial Son-in-Law of the Panwu Divine Dynasty.

"Then let's return," Jun Xiaoyao said, stepping onto the Nine-Headed Lion. Wu Mingyue followed closely behind.

Now that she had fully understood, Wu Mingyue looked at Jun Xiaoyao more and more as if he were a celestial being—exquisitely handsome, far surpassing Xiao Chen by countless leagues.

"I'm such a fool. Why did I ever despise such a celestial-like Master for Xiao Chen's sake?" Wu Mingyue cursed herself inwardly.

Yet she didn't know that Jun Xiaoyao, with his back turned to her, had let slip the faintest curve of a smile.

"The strategy of feigning disinterest to win affection—ancient wisdom truly does not deceive me…" Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

This was, of course, a small trick he had played.

If he had bound her with the bet, Wu Mingyue would never have submitted sincerely.

Better to step back, erase her slave seal outright, and let her feel gratitude.

Even Jun Xiaoyao couldn't guarantee Wu Mingyue would remain fully loyal.

But even if she didn't, he didn't care.

She was but a pawn—discard her if needed.

Behind them, Jun Zhangjian's eyes shone with admiration.

His reverence for Jun Xiaoyao flowed like an endless river.

Only Jun Xiaoyao could make a Crown Princess of an immortal dynasty submit so utterly.

This matter was temporarily settled.

Through various maneuvers, Jun Xiaoyao had completely turned Wu Mingyue against Xiao Chen and won her loyalty.

But Jun Xiaoyao did not relax.

He had a hunch that the storm had only just begun.

"It's time to return to Mount Junjia and properly consolidate my gains," Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

He decided to enter seclusion upon returning to Mount Junjia.

Jun Xiaoyao sensed that what lay ahead was the true opening of the curtain—talented prodigies of all kinds would take the stage one after another; the Age of Great Struggle was coming.

Though Jun Xiaoyao possessed peerless talent and the aid of a system,

it was always wiser to proceed with caution.

Next, Jun Xiaoyao and the others returned to the Imperial Capital, then departed with the Jun clan for Mount Junjia.

Wu Mingyue remained in the Panwu Divine Dynasty.

After all, only she, Jun Xiaoyao, and Jun Zhangjian knew of her submission.

Xiao Chen had never learned that Jun Xiaoyao had used him as leverage to implant the slave seal in Wu Mingyue.

If Xiao Chen had known, he would surely realize this entire scheme was Jun Xiaoyao's scheme of division.

On the journey back, Jun Xiaoyao also organized his next plans.

First, naturally, consolidate the gains.

Second, if time allowed, visit the Sacred Spirit Academy to see if he could trigger the transformation of his Supreme Bone.

Third, descend to the mortal realm—there may still be clues to the lower volume of the Body Scripture; the Nine Celestial Scriptures must not be forgotten.

Also, there was the Bronze Immortal Palace, one of the Seven Ineffables.

There remained one more check-in opportunity there.

But the Bronze Immortal Palace appeared only by fate—its time not yet come, it remained hidden.

Even with the Bronze Compass, Jun Xiaoyao could detect not the faintest trace.

After passing through several teleportation arrays, within just a few days, Jun Xiaoyao and the others returned to Mount Junjia.

Upon returning to Mount Junjia, Jun Xiaoyao immediately entered seclusion.

His first task was to study the Saint Body insights left by Emperor Panwu.

Jun Xiaoyao did not blindly copy Emperor Panwu's insights—he merely used them as reference.

It wasn't arrogance; he believed Emperor Panwu's talent likely didn't match his own.

He studied these insights only to accelerate the awakening of his own Saint Body's phenomena.

During Jun Xiaoyao's seclusion, tales of Jun Xiaoyao continued to spread across the Huangtian Immortal Realm.

If the Ten-Year Banquet had revealed Jun Xiaoyao's early promise,

then suppressing the Supreme Demon Corpse in the Yuantian Secret Ruins had made his name resound.

And at the Panwu Divine Dynasty banquet, Jun Xiaoyao casually suppressed four top prodigies, cementing his status among the young generation of the Immortal Realm.

Some even claimed Jun Xiaoyao was the number one young talent of the Huangtian Immortal Realm.

Some agreed.

But most remained skeptical.

Jun Xiaoyao's strength was undeniable, yet the Immortal Realm was boundless, teeming with hidden dragons and tigers.

Not to mention the current era still held unawakened titans like the Wang Clan's Young Emperor and the reincarnated Sword Demon of the Ye Clan.

Even among the Ancient Imperial Clans, many ancient anomalies still slumbered.

Within the Life Forbidden Zones, there were young supreme beings.

Moreover, there were Supreme Reincarnations, Pretender Emperor Reincarnations, and more.

Jun Xiaoyao's power indeed towered over his peers, but to claim he could suppress all prodigies across the Immortal Realm? Many refused to believe it.

Just as ripples stirred beneath the surface of the entire Immortal Realm,

Mount Junjia erupted in its own turmoil.

The First Sequence of the Jun Clan—the one with the Double Pupils—had returned from an ancient forbidden zone!