[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body":3,"chapter-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-141":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Starting with the Wasteland Sacred Body",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2340948,4576,"Chapter 141: The Arena Between Two Women, Jin Chixiaopeng","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-141",141,"\u003Cp>It was unimaginable that a princess of an immortal divine dynasty should now be crouching at Jun Xiaoyao’s side like a cat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked exactly like a discarded pet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the Yin-Yang Holy Son outside the private booth saw this, he would doubt his own life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao spoke with a calm expression: “Why are you here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Mingyue’s voice was weak: “When I heard the Master was coming to Tian Dao Tower, I rushed here without pause, just to see you once.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Jun Xiaoyao’s repeated manipulations, Wu Mingyue had been thoroughly tamed, her heart fully devoted to him, loyal and unwavering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, how could she?” Jun Linglong said, equally surprised, her beautiful eyes slightly widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao and Wu Mingyue’s relationship was known only to themselves and Jun Zhangjian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s a long story, but Mingyue is someone I can trust,” Jun Xiaoyao smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Wu Mingyue revealed a charming smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Being trusted by Jun Xiaoyao made her deeply happy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Jun Linglong could not feel joy—her eyes held a faint hint of hostility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sensed a threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That Yin-Yang Holy Son outside seems to have feelings for you,” Jun Xiaoyao said casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though separated by the booth, Jun Xiaoyao still understood what was happening outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Yin-Yang Holy Son was backed by the Yin-Yang Sect and was also the Holy Son of the Sacred Spirit Academy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earlier, the Sacred Spirit Academy had announced they did not welcome Jun Xiaoyao’s arrival—certainly with the Yin-Yang Holy Son and others stoking the flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Mingyue’s heart warmed at this; she thought: “Is the Master jealous?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet she immediately declared: “Master, you worry too much—I haven’t even glanced at that Yin-Yang Holy Son.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm.” Jun Xiaoyao nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Mingyue was his plaything, still useful to him—he wouldn’t let anyone else lay a hand on her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way, Master, I’ve brought you over a hundred Immortal Sources—I could only gather this much,” Wu Mingyue said obediently, producing a space magic treasure filled with Immortal Sources.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even as a princess, gathering this many Immortal Sources was no easy feat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t even begun to use Wu Mingyue, yet she had already become his tool herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good, thank you,” Jun Xiaoyao said, taking the Immortal Sources and idly stroking Wu Mingyue’s soft, dark hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Mingyue half-closed her beautiful eyes, her heart sweetly fluttering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside her, Jun Linglong felt increasingly suffocated; she stepped behind Jun Xiaoyao and extended her jade hand gently: “Master, let Linglong massage your shoulders.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Mingyue, still resting by his leg, said: “Master, let Mingyue pound your legs.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cough…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Jun Xiaoyao paused for a moment, then pretended not to notice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did this feel like a harem showdown?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the Combat Arena was preparing to begin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the prodigies sat calmly in the stands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some noble prodigies sat in VIP booths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For example, Jin Chixiaopeng, Jin Lie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was tall and imposing, radiating heroic might, his golden hair cascading down his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes held golden vertical pupils, like those of a beast—wild and cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him stretched a pair of golden wings, each feather as sharp as a golden divine sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This time, I’ll gather powerful followers—and Jun Xiaoyao too…” Jin Lie’s eyes narrowed, glinting coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao’s subjugation of the Nine-Headed Lion as his mount had deeply annoyed Jin Lie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason was simple: when people mentioned top ancient royal clans, they immediately thought of the Nine-Headed Lion and the Golden-Winged Great Peng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These two races were always mentioned together—mention one, and the other inevitably followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, Jun Xiaoyao rode the Nine-Headed Lion, and the Golden-Winged Great Peng was its equal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t that make the Golden-Winged Great Peng seem like mere mount material?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, when people mentioned the Golden-Winged Great Peng, they’d say: “That’s just another mount, like the Nine-Headed Lion.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph! That Nine-Headed Lion has shamed our ancient royal clans!” Jin Lie’s expression darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He resolved: at Tian Dao Tower, he would confront Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The honor of the ancient royal clans could not be lost!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Combat Arena hosted by my Ten Thousand Treasures Society—may you all profit greatly and return with full pockets.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An old host stepped onto the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasted no time, quickly moving to the main event.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two slaves were driven onto the arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One was covered in thick bristles, massive in build, muscles bulging, wielding a bone club of pale, eerie white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A Man Clan member?” some cultivators exclaimed in surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Man Clan was a vast ethnic group with many branches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>High-level Man Clan members could even cultivate special Man Patterns, drawing power from heaven and earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Man Clan member, though not high-level, was still extremely powerful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other slave was emaciated, skin stretched tight over bones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A Wind Shadow Clan member,” an elder recognized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, place your bets,” the host said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao glanced casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Man Clan member clearly outclassed the Wind Shadow Clan member in every aspect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, the Man Clan member had thick skin and strong defense; even with speed advantage, the Wind Shadow Clan member would find it nearly impossible to land a fatal blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, most bettors wagered on the Man Clan member.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ten Immortal Sources on the Wind Shadow Clan,” Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Linglong and Wu Mingyue both blinked in surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Betting ten Immortal Sources at once was a massive move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One misstep, and all capital would be lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, they offered no objection—Jun Xiaoyao’s words were orders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The result came quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Wind Shadow Clan member ultimately activated his bloodline power—a sharp wind blade pierced straight through the Man Clan member’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master is truly extraordinary—your insight is unmatched!” Wu Mingyue worshipped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just a small thing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Jun Xiaoyao’s current talent, he couldn’t perceive all things—but discerning the talents of these slaves was still easy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, the Wind Shadow Clan member was purchased by a prodigy from a major power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Generally, powerful slaves were always sought after.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Either as servants or as death warriors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Jun Xiaoyao found even this Wind Shadow Clan member beneath his notice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even as a follower—he wouldn’t even bother buying one to guard his estate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next, more slaves were brought up one after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ancient myriad clans, including human and beast slaves, all appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unsurprisingly, Jun Xiaoyao predicted every winner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His initial one hundred fifty Immortal Sources became four hundred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, this was partly because the Ten Thousand Treasures Society allowed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, if he kept winning every round, the society wouldn’t tolerate such heavy losses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It seems the Ten Thousand Treasures Society is quite sensible—they didn’t stop me from betting further,” Jun Xiaoyao said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next, the host’s expression turned solemn as he spoke:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ladies and gentlemen, the final match of this Combat Arena is about to begin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, two iron cages covered with cloth were pushed onto the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sealed runes were carved around the cages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet even so, powerful waves radiated from within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm?” Jun Xiaoyao’s gaze suddenly sharpened, fixing on one of the cages.\u003C\u002Fp>",1181,"2026-06-20T23:29:44.332Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","f572006efaca9f2dd35eb91039c418024aad7f54a80b795d69bef95a1cda663f","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-142","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-140",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-cover.jpg"]