Chapter 1661

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed

that Yun Xuanxu would be defeated so cleanly and decisively.

One must know that Yun Xuanxu was a rare Creation Huanggu Shengti, and a dust-mote world had even been born within his body.

This was his capital for contending with other imperial clan geniuses.

But now, even after Yun Xuanxu activated all his power, he was still suppressed with one palm.

This simply refreshed everyone's imagination.

"Imperial Son..."

Yun Yusheng also slightly rounded her rosy little mouth.

Although she knew that as the legitimate son of Yun Tianya, Jun Xiaoyao could not be too weak.

But this was simply too far beyond her expectations.

Yun Qinglin's jaw was almost shocked to the point of hitting the ground.

His previous guess was that Jun Xiaoyao could be considered victorious if he could persist for ten moves against Yun Xuanxu.

But in the current situation.

To be able to defeat a sealed ancient king at eighteen years old.

To be honest, Yun Qinglin truly could not believe it.

"Cough..."

Yun Xuanxu coughed up blood, his gaze locked tightly onto Jun Xiaoyao.

His first reaction was that Jun Xiaoyao had deceived him, playing the pig to eat the tiger.

His age absolutely could not be only eighteen.

But after probing his aura.

He discovered that Jun Xiaoyao's blood and energy were vigorous, his vitality was surging, and his age indeed could not be too great.

Taking a step back, even if Jun Xiaoyao had lied to him and was several decades or even a hundred years old,

that would still fall within the category of youth.

How could he suppress him, a sealed ancient king, with one palm?

"What realm are you in exactly?" Yun Xuanxu said, gritting his teeth.

"Realm?" Jun Xiaoyao tilted his head slightly, looked at Yun Xuanxu, and said: "I haven't made progress for a long time; I'm only a Profound Venerable."

These words left the entire scene in dead silence.

All the geniuses were numb, not knowing what kind of expression to show.

Only a Profound Venerable.

The word "only" was used very spiritually.

An eighteen-year-old Profound Venerable.

Were they crazy, or was this world crazy?

"Yusheng, tell me, am I dreaming?"

Yun Qinglin, his face somewhat sluggish and numb, looked at Yun Yusheng.

Yun Yusheng was also in a sluggish state, unable to come back to her senses.

This... even Yun Tianya back in the day wasn't this monstrous, right?

This was no longer a case of the successor surpassing the predecessor.

This was simply slapping the previous wave to death on the beach!

Seeing the silent crowd, Yun Mo then said indifferently.

"Don't disbelieve it; I also watched him grow up with my own eyes."

"And before, when Yun Xiao topped the dual lists of the God-Sealing Stele, I suppose you should have felt something," Yun Mo said.

"What, the person who topped the God-Sealing Stele before was the Imperial Son!"

Now, everyone was truly shocked; that kind of impact was beyond words.

"But... wasn't the person who topped the list named Jun Xiaoyao?" Yun Yusheng looked sluggish and bewildered.

"I forgot to tell Miss Yusheng; you can call me Yun Xiao, or you can address me as... Jun Xiaoyao," Jun Xiaoyao said with a faint smile.

This was his original name; it was impossible for him to set it aside.

"Yun Xiao... Jun Xiaoyao..." Yun Yusheng muttered to herself.

At this moment, she only felt that the young master in white before her was truly too mysterious.

Just like a vortex, attracting her, wanting to pull her into it.

"Uncle Tianya, what kind of monster did you give birth to?" Yun Qinglin gave a bitter smile.

Among the younger generation of the Boundary Sea, he was also considered quite famous.

But compared to Jun Xiaoyao, he felt he had instantly become scum.

And Yun Xuanxu's expression was silent.

A moment later, he finally opened his mouth and said: "I lost. Yun Xiao, I admit, you indeed have the qualifications to become the Young Master."

After saying this, Yun Xuanxu sighed and lowered his head.

As a young king of the Yun Imperial Clan.

At this moment, Yun Xuanxu bowed his head.

And he felt a sense of frustration.

As a young king who had broken the seal, he had been miserably defeated by an eighteen-year-old youth.

For any genius with a proud heart, this was absolutely unacceptable.

Yun Xuanxu turned to leave.

And at this time, Jun Xiaoyao suddenly spoke.

"Wait."

Yun Xuanxu stopped his steps.

Could it be that even after he admitted defeat, Jun Xiaoyao still wanted to humiliate him?

But he saw Jun Xiaoyao smile and say: "The position of Young Master is actually not that important; after all, the Yun Imperial Clan does not have only one genius."

"The construction of a family does not rely on one person alone, but on all clansmen working together."

"So in the future, perhaps we can exchange cultivation experiences with Big Brother Xuanxu; of course, all clansmen can participate."

Jun Xiaoyao's words showed a grand perspective.

He did not just care about his own status, but considered it from the perspective of the entire family.

After all, Jun Xiaoyao was also the Lord of the Jun Imperial Court, and he had his own insights into managing forces.

He was more than familiar with the carrot-and-stick approach.

These words made the appreciation in Yun Mo's eyes even deeper.

Not to mention Jun Xiaoyao's monstrous talent.

He also had such a broad mind and perspective.

If such a person was not qualified to lead the Yun Imperial Clan, then who was?

Upon hearing this, Yun Xuanxu finally sighed with a bitter smile.

"I have truly lost."

He had lost to Jun Xiaoyao.

Not just in terms of cultivation and strength.

But also in vision, mind, and perspective; he had lost in everything.

"However, in the future, I, Yun Xuanxu, am willing to assist the Imperial Son in ascending to the position of Young Master and building the family together," Yun Xuanxu said, cupping his hands.

A bet is a bet; he was not someone who couldn't afford to lose.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled slightly.

The value of a Creation Huanggu Shengti was not that simple.

If the dust-mote world within his body were to transform and evolve, his strength would become quite fierce.

Such talent was absolutely enough even to be Jun Xiaoyao's follower.

It could be said he was the most perfect henchman.

And these words of Jun Xiaoyao also invisibly established his prestige among the younger generation of the Yun Imperial Clan.

Strength, means, character, and perspective—all were impeccable.

He was absolutely the best candidate for Young Master.

"Alright, go see your relatives in the clan first; I suppose your grandfather and the others are very eager to see you," Yun Mo said.

Jun Xiaoyao nodded.

Immediately, Yun Mo took Jun Xiaoyao and headed toward the depths of the Yun Sacred Star.

In the depths of the Yun Sacred Star, there were immortal palaces and jade towers, simply like the dwelling of gods.

The rich spiritual energy here had almost turned into vast mist, further setting off the surroundings like a fairyland.

Jun Xiaoyao had seen the world.

But facing such a scene, he still secretly praised it in his heart; it was worthy of being the handiwork of an imperial clan.

Of course, the more prosperous the Yun Imperial Clan was, the more beneficial it naturally was for Jun Xiaoyao.

Finally, Jun Xiaoyao arrived at an incomparably magnificent Heavenly Palace.

This Heavenly Palace had a gate a thousand feet high, looking simply like the dwelling of ancient gods.

This was the Council Hall of the Yun Imperial Clan.

It was the place where important matters of the Yun Imperial Clan were decided.

It could be said that young geniuses like Yun Xuanxu, Yun Yusheng, and Yun Qinglin were not allowed to step into this place without being summoned.

But now, it had been opened to welcome Jun Xiaoyao.

It could be seen how special and extraordinary Jun Xiaoyao's status in the Yun Imperial Clan was.

After Yun Mo and Jun Xiaoyao entered.

Looking around, many prayer mats were floating in the void.

On some of the mats sat middle-aged men, beautiful women, and some elders, etc.

Each one had an incomparably powerful aura; the weakest were all Divine Venerables or Dao Venerables.

Among them, an elder exuding the aura of a Quasi-Emperor, seeing Jun Xiaoyao arrive, could not help but laugh loudly and flashed to Jun Xiaoyao's side.

"Haha, is this my grandson? He truly has the bearing of an immortal!"