Chapter 221: Yan Rumeng Interferes—What Is Your True Form?

Jun Xiaoyao's performance left everyone stunned, unable to recover for a long while.

The Heavenly Demon Prince is one of the strongest young prodigies among the Sin Clan.

Yet he was defeated in two strikes by Jun Xiaoyao.

Just how powerful is this white-robed, transcendent Divine Son of the Jun Clan?

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes held only cold indifference.

He struck again, descending upon the Heavenly Demon Prince with lethal intent.

This time, he would utterly kill the Heavenly Demon Prince!

"Audacious!"

A sage of the Heavenly Demon Royal Clan roared in fury.

Though Jun Xiaoyao's status was supreme, as Divine Son of the Jun Clan,

they could not stand idly by and let the Heavenly Demon Prince be killed.

Thus, even if it meant bullying the young, the sage of the Heavenly Demon Royal Clan would intervene.

At that moment, another sage's aura erupted from the void, a cold voice shattering the air.

"The audacious ones are you!"

Dong Xuan's ancestors and their retinue appeared, one hand blocking the Heavenly Demon Royal Clan's sage.

"Die." Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained cold as he brought his palm down.

To him, killing the Heavenly Demon Prince was as simple as breathing.

"No…" This time, the Heavenly Demon Prince was truly terrified, his eyes filled with dread.

Shhh!

In the void, a demonic palm imprint materialized, blocking Jun Xiaoyao's palm strike.

"Hmm?" Jun Xiaoyao's gaze flickered slightly.

A deep sigh echoed: "Divine Son of the Jun Clan, spare his life—Ru Meng must return to report."

With that sigh, a flawless, perfect woman appeared.

Pink robes fluttering, black hair cascading like a waterfall, skin like congealed fat, long jade legs.

It was Yan Rumeng.

She had been hidden in the void all along; upon seeing Jun Xiaoyao's arrival, she knew today's affair could not end peacefully.

Yet she carried a task from the Little Empress and could not watch the Heavenly Demon Prince be slain by Jun Xiaoyao, so she had no choice but to appear.

When Yan Rumeng appeared, many male cultivators of the Great Yin Imperial Dynasty paused their breaths.

Not because of anything else—because Yan Rumeng was simply too beautiful.

She lived up to her name, her face as ethereal and dreamlike as perfection itself.

It was hard to believe she was of demonic race.

Yet she carried an aura of flawless, otherworldly grace, like a celestial maiden from the Moon Palace.

"You are… the Divine Maiden of the Demon God Palace." Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained as still as an ancient well.

Even though Yan Rumeng's beauty was breathtaking, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes showed not the slightest ripple.

He had seen too many beauties.

Which one was not peerless in charm?

Thus, he was long immune to beauty.

Especially given his nature—he cared nothing for any woman, no matter how beautiful.

Jun Xiaoyao recognized Yan Rumeng because she was extremely famous in the Wild Heaven Immortal Realm.

Her flawless beauty made her the dream of countless male cultivators.

But to underestimate her because of her looks, to think her a mere ornament, would be a grave mistake.

Yan Rumeng possesses the Demon Emperor Body, the most gifted disciple of the Demon God Palace, and among the entire Immortal Realm's younger generation, she stands among the top tier.

"Geehee, to be recognized by the Divine Son of the Jun Clan is indeed an honor for Ru Meng." Yan Rumeng laughed lightly, radiant as a thousand blossoms blooming.

She was usually cold and ethereal.

But now, facing Jun Xiaoyao, her aloofness vanished.

Because Jun Xiaoyao was even more transcendent and detached than she was.

The Heavenly Demon Prince, seeing Yan Rumeng's attitude, felt a pang of discomfort.

When facing him, Yan Rumeng showed no overt disdain, yet from within, she carried a cold, superior aloofness.

But now, facing Jun Xiaoyao, she offered smiles freely—she had become like a courtesan.

Yet remembering he was still alive, the Heavenly Demon Prince exhaled in relief.

He believed that with Yan Rumeng and the Demon God Palace present, Jun Xiaoyao would not dare touch him.

"Hmph, when I return to the Immortal Realm and receive the Demon God Palace's cultivation, fully activating my Demon God bloodline, Jun Xiaoyao—then will be your death…"

The Heavenly Demon Prince was not foolish enough to openly threaten Jun Xiaoyao; he merely thought it coldly within.

Jun Xiaoyao, seeing the expression in the Heavenly Demon Prince's eyes, understood his thoughts.

"So, you intend to stop this Divine Son from killing the Heavenly Demon Prince?" Jun Xiaoyao looked at Yan Rumeng.

"Ru Meng is bound by duty; the Divine Son cannot show some leniency? Let Ru Meng owe you a favor." Yan Rumeng lowered her gaze, her tone carrying a hint of coquetry.

"A favor? What will you use to repay it?" Jun Xiaoyao scanned Yan Rumeng from head to toe.

Under Jun Xiaoyao's scrutiny, Yan Rumeng felt a faint tingling across her entire body.

"Whatever the Divine Son demands for repayment, so shall it be—just hope the Divine Son does not go too far." Yan Rumeng bit her lip, her eyes glistening, murmuring softly.

Her words carried a certain suggestive allure.

"This… is too shameless!" Jun Ying'er scolded indignantly.

She worried Jun Xiaoyao might actually listen to Yan Rumeng and spare the Heavenly Demon Prince.

"Heh…" Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao smile, Yan Rumeng breathed a quiet sigh of relief.

But the next moment, Jun Xiaoyao's words left even this Divine Maiden utterly stunned.

"Do you even have the right to bargain with this Divine Son?"

Jun Xiaoyao struck immediately.

Since Yan Rumeng wanted to save the Heavenly Demon Prince, Jun Xiaoyao would first subdue Yan Rumeng.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you—!" Yan Rumeng's face paled.

She had never met a man so unmoved by beauty—a true ironclad straight male.

Jun Xiaoyao flashed forward, landing before Yan Rumeng, and drove a punch straight at her chest.

Yan Rumeng gritted her silver teeth, retaliating; her slender, curvaceous body erupted with boundless demonic energy.

She possessed the Demon Emperor Body, her physical constitution exceptionally formidable.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of impacts erupted; Yan Rumeng was blasted backward.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao was not swayed by beauty, Jun Ying'er's eyes sparkled with admiration.

To a girl of her age, Jun Xiaoyao was more princely than any prince on a white horse.

Seeing Yan Rumeng activate her Demon Emperor Body, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flickered with surprise.

Though Yan Rumeng's figure was slender and delicate, her physical strength and resilience far surpassed even some Royal Bodies.

At least, Ye Xingyun's Star Royal Body and others could not match the Demon Emperor Body.

But no matter the body type, before the Ancient Holy Body, all were hollow.

Jun Xiaoyao's fist blazed with golden light, striking directly at Yan Rumeng's chest.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you—!" Yan Rumeng's heart could no longer remain calm.

His strike angle was deceptively precise.

Jun Xiaoyao had not deliberately chosen it.

In his eyes, there were only enemies—no distinction of gender.

When you strike to subdue, do you consider whether your opponent is a woman?

Yan Rumeng was blasted backward again, her arms numb.

Hard to believe this was merely Jun Xiaoyao's casual strike.

Yan Rumeng swept her jade leg sideways, covered in runes, delivering a kick powerful enough to shatter mountains, lashing back at Jun Xiaoyao.

With this kick, even the previously mighty Heavenly Demon Prince would likely be shattered.

Jun Xiaoyao's palm blazed with golden light, and with a thunderous crash, he seized Yan Rumeng's calf.

Her leg was long, its texture like touching fine porcelain.

Yet Jun Xiaoyao, at the most inappropriate moment, said:

"Slender yet full, long and well-proportioned, balanced in fat and lean—what is your true form?"

Yan Rumeng, mid-struggle, froze at his words, her beautiful face utterly stunned.

"Slender yet full, long and well-proportioned"—she could understand those; they were complimentary phrases.

But "balanced in fat and lean"? What kind of nonsense was that?

And why did Jun Xiaoyao ask her true form at the end?

What did that imply?

It meant Jun Xiaoyao had turned his attention to her true form!