Chapter 171: Handling the Purple Mansion Sacred Ground: Su Ziqiong Voluntarily Requests to Become a Female Slave, Embracing the Path

The Nalan family's domain was an ancient spiritual mountain brimming with spiritual energy.

At this moment, within the mountain, a golden and dazzling grand hall.

Jun Xiaoyao sat upon the upper seat, with three Guardian Elders and Yi Yu flanking either side.

Below stood the entire Nalan family.

A group from the Dongxuan Dao Sect was also present.

After all, their ancestral elder had descended to the mortal realm and could not simply leave—they must cling tightly to this leg.

Previously, they had struggled to accept their ancestral elder becoming another's servant.

But now, after witnessing Jun Xiaoyao's identity and aura, they had come to terms with it.

It wasn't so bad for their ancestor to follow such a transcendent young supreme ruler.

The rest were the group from the Purple Mansion Sacred Ground, including Su Ziqiong.

They knelt on the ground, trembling with deep anxiety.

Jun Xiaoyao ignored them and briefly explained to Nalan Zhan and others about the Yuan Tian Supreme.

"So that's how it was—thank you, Young Master, for freeing Elder Yuan Tian." Nalan Zhan bowed slightly.

"Thank you, Young Master, for your great grace!" All members of the Nalan family bowed deeply to Jun Xiaoyao, tears streaming down their faces.

"By the way, though Lin Feng escaped, wipe out his entire family." Jun Xiaoyao said casually.

"Young Master, let the Dongxuan Dao Sect handle this—we specialize in exterminating entire clans!"

The Dongxuan Dao Sect's patriarch hurried to speak, puffing out his chest in assurance, terrified of missing Jun Xiaoyao's attention.

The Dongxuan ancestral elder was speechless.

These younger generations had gone to extremes just to gain even a sliver of Jun Xiaoyao's notice.

"Hmm." Jun Xiaoyao nodded faintly.

After all, a protagonist needs some motivation to grow stronger.

It wouldn't be right to call oneself a protagonist unless one's family got wiped out.

Jun Xiaoyao believed that once Lin Feng learned his family had been destroyed, he would go mad with the desire to grow stronger and seek out the world's origin.

This method was a bit cruel.

But as long as it worked, that was enough.

Next, Jun Xiaoyao turned his gaze toward Su Ziqiong and the others kneeling on the ground.

Su Ziqiong and the others immediately kowtowed: "We beg the Divine Son to spare us! This time, the Purple Mansion Sacred Ground erred—please, Divine Son, show mercy and spare our lives!"

All the Purple Mansion Sacred Ground elders knelt, begging for mercy.

They knew invoking the Purple Mansion Sacred Ground's background would be useless.

Better to surrender humbly and plead sincerely for forgiveness.

"The lower realm Purple Mansion Sacred Ground shall become a vassal of the Nalan family. As for you, serve the Nalans as slaves for a hundred years." Jun Xiaoyao said casually.

He was too lazy to deal with this group directly.

Besides, though the Purple Mansion Sacred Ground was insignificant, it was still a force with a Supreme.

Eradicating them entirely would be a minor nuisance.

"Thank you, Divine Son, for sparing us!" The Purple Mansion Sacred Ground elders sighed in relief.

Only Su Ziqiong's expression shifted subtly.

"You seem dissatisfied with my decision?" Jun Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow.

Su Ziqiong hurriedly denied: "No, it's just… Ziqiong hopes…"

As she spoke, she found it hard to voice her words.

"Speak." Jun Xiaoyao frowned.

Su Ziqiong closed her eyes and said: "Ziqiong wishes—even as a slave—to become the Divine Son's personal female slave!"

Her words plunged the hall into silence.

For the Sacred Ground's holy daughter to say such a thing was unprecedented.

Even the other Purple Mansion Sacred Ground elders stared in shock.

Su Ziqiong kept her eyes shut, her eyelashes trembling.

Better to be a slave to Jun Xiaoyao alone than to serve the Nalans.

Moreover, Su Ziqiong had long desired a connection with Jun Xiaoyao—even as a slave.

"Oh?" Jun Xiaoyao mused.

He hadn't expected Su Ziqiong to voluntarily offer herself as his personal female slave.

Su Ziqiong's long purple hair flowed like silk, her figure slender and graceful, her skin whiter and more lustrous than the finest sheep-fat jade.

Her violet crystal-like spiritual eyes were breathtakingly beautiful.

She was a rare beauty, famed across the Immortal Realm, a dream of many male prodigies.

Yet now she willingly became Jun Xiaoyao's slave.

"Am I the kind of person who casually takes slaves?" Jun Xiaoyao tapped his armrest.

Su Ziqiong's face darkened.

"But Linglong isn't here, and I do need a servant to fetch tea and water—you'll do, Mianqiang." Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Thank you, Divine Son! Ziqiong vows to serve you wholeheartedly!" Su Ziqiong's face lit up with joy.

It was hard to imagine the Sacred Ground's holy daughter would be thrilled at becoming someone's slave.

Beside her, Nalan Ruoxi's delicate face dimmed.

Deep down, she too had wished to serve Jun Xiaoyao.

After all, who wouldn't adore such an otherworldly being?

Jun Xiaoyao's judgment thrilled Nalan Zhan.

He knew Jun Xiaoyao was helping the Nalan family.

The lower realm Purple Mansion Sacred Ground was a powerful force, and its Immortal Realm elders would serve the Nalans as slaves for a hundred years.

In the future, the Nalan family would undoubtedly rise to become one of the top clans in the Dongxuan Region—and even across the entire Tianxuan Continent!

All Nalan family members were elated, as if they could already foresee their future ascendancy.

Only Nalan Ruoxi's exquisite face bore a faint shadow of sorrow.

To Jun Xiaoyao, she was ultimately just a passerby.

Once he returned to the Immortal Realm, he would surely forget her quickly.

Nalan Ruoxi didn't dare hope for anything special from Jun Xiaoyao.

She simply didn't want to be treated as a stranger.

Jun Xiaoyao noticed Nalan Ruoxi, paused briefly, then said: "Nalan Ruoxi, aside from anomalies like Lin Feng, your talent is among the highest in the Tianxuan Continent—I will take you back to the Immortal Realm."

"Really?" Nalan Ruoxi was stunned.

Jun Xiaoyao nodded faintly.

The laws of this mortal realm had restricted Nalan Ruoxi's talent.

Had she been in the Immortal Realm, she might not rival Jun Zhangjian or Jun Xuehuang,

but she would at least approach Jun Linglong's level—a truly exceptional genius.

"Ruoxi, thank you, Young Master!" Nalan Ruoxi was overjoyed, her heart sweeter than honey.

As long as she could see Jun Xiaoyao's back in the future, Nalan Ruoxi would be content.

Nalan Zhan and the others were ecstatic.

This meant the Nalan family had firmly secured Jun Xiaoyao's favor.

After resolving all matters,

Jun Xiaoyao remained alone in his chamber, studying the cluster of world origin.

Just this small fragment of world origin had forged a prodigy like Lin Feng.

What if he possessed the entire world origin? How powerful would he become?

"No wonder Grandpa said I should use the world origin as my immortal seed—this world origin is truly profound and infinite." Jun Xiaoyao mused.

Yet he hesitated.

Should he really use the world origin as his immortal seed?

As a transmigrator, Jun Xiaoyao understood certain tropes.

Isn't the true path of the mighty one to use oneself as the seed?

That is, to cultivate the path of the self.

All other spiritual seeds—even immortal seeds—are external things.

Using an external thing as a seed means borrowing its Dao.

But using oneself as the seed means forging one's own Dao.

Of course, this path is nearly impossible.

If it were easy, predecessors would have succeeded long ago—why wait for Jun Xiaoyao?

"To use oneself as the seed—to forge one's own Dao!"

Jun Xiaoyao's gaze gradually brightened!