Chapter 2210: The Saintess is a maid, the shock of the Human Emperor Palace

This continent deep within the Heart of the Realm was incomparably vast, with ancient forests and wild woods.

There was even an aura of primordial desolation flowing, carrying a wild atmosphere, as if one had returned to the ancient times.

And at this moment, within this continent,

two figures were traveling.

A man and a woman.

The woman was dressed in light-colored gauze, her three thousand strands of black hair draped like ink, cascading down.

Her pretty face was fair and crystalline, her eyes as bright as stars, her skin whiter than snow, delicate enough to be broken by a touch.

Her body was suffused with a faint fragrance of body and medicine, refreshing to the heart.

Her whole bearing was graceful, moving, and her beauty was peerless.

She was none other than the Human Emperor Palace's Saintess, Song Miaoyu.

And the other man was not Chu Xiao.

He was a top war general of the Human Emperor Palace, and also a disciple of the Third Palace Master, Ming Hong.

His name was Qin Hong.

"Saintess, do we not need to rendezvous with His Highness Chu Xiao?" Qin Hong asked.

Song Miaoyu said indifferently: "His Highness Chu Xiao has extraordinary strength, and with the Luck Golden Dragon, he naturally will not face any crisis."

Hearing Song Miaoyu's words, Qin Hong nodded slightly.

Indeed.

Chu Xiao's current strength was even stronger than war generals like them at the Chaos Dao Venerable level; he truly did not need his protection.

"Next, we need to find the Spirit-Descending Platform and enter the Spirit Realm." Song Miaoyu said.

Following this, the two began to search further.

Not long after,

they arrived at a mountain ridge shrouded in mist.

At the top of the ridge, there was a square stone seat resembling an altar, carved entirely from white jade.

The surface was covered in the dust of ages, no longer possessing that jade-like luster. "It is the Spirit-Descending Platform."

Qin Hong's eyes flashed.

The number of such Spirit-Descending Platforms was not large.

Only by relying on this thing could one enter the Spirit Realm and obtain the origin of the Realm within a Realm. Qin Hong's eyes revealed excitement.

The Spirit Realm was the place where opportunities were truly everywhere.

Just as Qin Hong and Song Miaoyu were about to step onto the Spirit-Descending Platform,

a calm voice sounded.

"Finally found it."

"Who!"

Qin Hong turned his head, cold light of vigilance shooting from his eyes.

Upon hearing this voice, Song Miaoyu's eyes shifted secretly.

A figure in white as snow appeared leisurely.

Naturally, it was Jun Xiaoyao.

"Young Master of the Yun Clan..."

Qin Hong's pupils shrank slightly.

The relationship between their Human Emperor Palace and this Yun Clan Young Master could definitely not be considered good. As for the grievances between Chu Xiao and him, they were naturally even more inextricable.

And Jun Xiaoyao did not pay attention to Qin Hong, his gaze falling calmly on the Spirit-Descending Platform.

"Is this the thing that can teleport to the Spirit Realm?" Jun Xiaoyao muttered to himself. Hearing his words, Qin Hong's eyes sank.

Did Jun Xiaoyao mean that this Spirit-Descending Platform was already his possession?

But they had finally discovered a Spirit-Descending Platform with such difficulty, how could they be willing to hand it over to others just like that?

To find another Spirit-Descending Platform would require spending quite a bit of time.

One step slow, every step slow.

If they gave up this Spirit-Descending Platform, it would be equivalent to giving up the opportunities of the Spirit Realm.

"Young Master of the Yun Clan, at least pay attention to first come, first served; we were the ones who discovered this Spirit-Descending Platform first." Qin Hong said in a deep voice.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled lightly.

"As a war general of the Human Emperor Palace, are you still so naive?"

First come, first served?

Do you think you are playing house?

Qin Hong took a deep breath.

It was a pity Chu Xiao was not here.

But he thought to himself, Song Miaoyu herself was a Heaven's Pride at the Forbidden-Breaking level.

If he added himself, a war general at the Chaos Dao Venerable level,

the two of them working together, even if they couldn't defeat Jun Xiaoyao, should at least be able to contend with him. Then,

they would find an opportunity to notify Chu Xiao to come.

Then the situation would be completely settled.

Thinking of this, Qin Hong secretly prepared to transmit his voice to Song Miaoyu.

And just at this moment...

A terrifying magic power poured directly toward him!

But the source of the magic power did not come from Jun Xiaoyao!

It came from behind him!

Puchi!

Qin Hong suffered a heavy blow from behind, vomiting a large mouthful of blood, falling forward, and kneeling on one knee on the ground.

His brain was buzzing; for a moment, he couldn't even understand what had happened.

A moment later, his pupils shrank, and he turned to look behind him.

Song Miaoyu slowly withdrew her hand, still standing there gracefully, like a banished immortal.

Jun Xiaoyao was also slightly surprised.

He didn't expect Song Miaoyu to act so decisively.

Or perhaps, she was prepared to show her hand later as well.

"Saintess, what are you doing!?" Qin Hong shouted.

Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently: "Miaoyu, this is..."

Song Miaoyu's eyes were calm as she parted her lips: "Is it not the duty of a servant maid to clear away troubles and obstacles for her master?"

Song Miaoyu was very smart.

It was precisely because of her intelligence that she could make Jun Xiaoyao feel a bit of appreciation.

Now Song Miaoyu also knew that there was no turning back once the bow was drawn.

Since she had chosen to betray the Human Emperor Palace, she had to please Jun Xiaoyao.

To make Jun Xiaoyao feel that cooperating with her was not a mistake.

Although Song Miaoyu's actions were just small gestures for now, they were enough to show her trust and loyalty to Jun Xiaoyao.

That was enough.

When Qin Hong heard Song Miaoyu's words, his whole brain felt like it was about to explode! The dignified Saintess of the Human Emperor Palace was a maid to the Yun Clan Young Master?

What on earth was going on?

Qin Hong felt his brain was not enough.

However, as a disciple of the Third Palace Master, Ming Hong, he was naturally loyal to the Human Emperor Palace and Chu Xiao.

He couldn't help but roar: "Song Miaoyu, have you gone mad?"

"You are the Saintess of the Human Emperor Palace, the woman of His Highness Chu Xiao!"

"By doing this, you are betraying the Human Emperor Palace, betraying His Highness Chu Xiao, a crime without forgiveness!"

It would have been better if Qin Hong hadn't said that.

Once he said it, Song Miaoyu's eyes became even colder.

Her red lips parted, and her tone was indifferent: "I, Song Miaoyu, have never been anyone's appendage."

"Even if I were, it should be decided by me personally, not by the Human Emperor Palace, Chu Xiao, or anyone else, to make decisions for me!"

Song Miaoyu's voice was like heavenly music, yet carried coldness.

As the Saintess of the Human Emperor Palace,

she had always been diligent, dutiful, working for the Human Emperor Palace, and dedicating herself.

As a result, Chu Xiao's arrival made her feel like a joke, a tool.

And now, she finally began to resist.

Even if she bore the name of a traitor, it didn't matter.

"You... His Highness Chu Xiao will not let you go!"

Qin Hong said coldly.

And at this moment,

Boom!

A foot stepped directly onto Qin Hong's face.

Pressing his face deep into the mud.

Naturally, it was Jun Xiaoyao.

He lowered his head slightly, looking down: "Is my person someone an ant like you can threaten?"

"Let Chu Xiao come; the result will be the same."

After speaking, Jun Xiaoyao applied a little force with his sole.

The sound of a watermelon exploding rang out.

Qin Hong's primordial spirit was destroyed, and he was trampled to death directly.

Seeing this, Song Miaoyu's star-like beautiful eyes flickered, and then she said: "Thank you, Master."

"Thank me for what?" Jun Xiaoyao turned his head.

"Thank you, Young Master, for venting anger for Miaoyu." Song Miaoyu said.

"Just a casual act; no one can touch my people, not even an offense." Jun Xiaoyao said casually.

Protecting one's own was a habit deep in his blood.

This slightly "overbearing CEO" statement caused the corners of Song Miaoyu's lips to hook into a shallow arc.

From the beginning, because of cooperation, hindered by the situation, being branded by Jun Xiaoyao.

To now, standing by Jun Xiaoyao's side, a sense of inexplicable security could arise in her heart.

This change in mentality was subtle.

Song Miaoyu just said she didn't want to be anyone's appendage.

But she also said that even if she were willing to be someone's appendage, it should be decided by her personally.

And now...

Looking at the white-clothed young master standing tall before her...

"What are you standing there foolishly for? Come over."

Jun Xiaoyao stood on the Spirit-Descending Platform, looked at Song Miaoyu, and said. Song Miaoyu smiled knowingly and said from the bottom of her heart.

"Yes, Master."