Chapter 27: Jiang Luoli

All present were stunned by Jun Xiaoyao’s appearance and aura.

Every woman’s beautiful eyes were dazed, as if their souls had been stolen by the boy before them, handsome as a celestial immortal.

Jun Xiaoyao seemed like a deity descending from heaven—his aura was utterly transcendent and otherworldly.

“Is this the Jun family’s divine child? A hundred hearsays cannot match seeing him in person—he is truly a divine being…” Every heart echoed this thought.

Amid this profound silence, a sudden girlish cry rang out.

“Wah-wah-wah! You’re the Jun family’s divine child, Jun Xiaoyao?”

A delicate, enchanting girl shrieked, her bright eyes sparkling, glistening drool dripping from her rosy lips.

“Hmm, who are you?”

Jun Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow and looked at the delicate girl.

His first impression was…

Short.

Yes.

Though Jiang Luoli had bright eyes and white teeth, charming and lovely, with dimples appearing when she smiled,

her frame was petite, barely standing around one meter fifty.

“I… I’m Jiang Luoli…” Jiang Luoli’s cheeks flushed slightly.

“Jiang Luoli?” Jun Xiaoyao tilted his head slightly.

“N-no… it’s Jiang Luoli, not no… Jiang Luoli…” Jiang Luoli’s heart raced, her face burning, words tumbling out incoherently.

Jun Xiaoyao understood.

She was from his mother Jiang Rou’s family.

Thinking of this, Jun Xiaoyao smiled gently at Jiang Luoli: “Thank you, Miss Jiang, for gracing us with your presence at this banquet.”

Puff!

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao’s handsome face, half-veiled in divine radiance and faintly smiling, Jiang Luoli felt her whole body go weak, as if struck by Cupid’s arrow straight to her heart.

For a girl like her, a true beauty addict, Jun Xiaoyao’s looks hit every single one of her pleasure points.

This was real, divine-level beauty.

Beside her, Jiang Shengyi, gazing at this nephew whose beauty defied humanity, felt her spirit tremble slightly.

She had intended to tease Jiang Luoli, but now, she herself was momentarily stunned.

For in the instant she saw Jun Xiaoyao, an indescribable emotion surged within her.

Her innate Dao Body seemed to stir faintly.

“What’s going on…?” Jiang Shengyi gasped, touching her slightly flushed, pale, jade-like cheek.

“Xiaoyao, come here—this is your distant cousin from my side, your little aunt, Jiang Shengyi.”

“And Luoli is the jewel of my Jiang family—perfect chance for you two to get acquainted.”

Jiang Rou smiled, beckoning Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao was speechless.

So this short little girl was the Jiang family’s precious jewel his mother and Jun Zhantian had been nagging him to marry.

“Little aunt.” Jun Xiaoyao gave a slight nod.

“That title makes me sound ancient—you should call me sister.”

As if to mask her inner unease, Jiang Shengyi forced a light tone, flashing her pearl-white teeth in a charming smile, teasing him.

At the same time, she studied Jun Xiaoyao, wondering what kind of body he possessed.

Jiang Luoli, since Jun Xiaoyao’s arrival, had kept her face flushed red.

Normally lively and spirited, she now felt strangely restrained.

This scene, seen by other guests, drew sighs of understanding.

Clearly, the Jiang family’s precious jewel had already been smitten.

Beauty addicts are so shallow!

At one table, Ye Xingyun watched Jiang Luoli’s blushing face, his body trembling with rage, his face dark as iron.

“How could this happen?” Ye Xingyun’s brow darkened with storm clouds.

To be honest, he had no desire to provoke Jun Xiaoyao.

But seeing this scene, Ye Xingyun felt a sharp stab to his heart.

Jiang Luoli was the woman he had claimed for himself.

Aside from appearance, Ye Xingyun believed his talent, strength, and family background were no less than Jun Xiaoyao’s.

Moreover, he had previously had some interaction with Jiang Luoli in the Falling Moon Secret Realm.

Yet now, Jun Xiaoyao had done nothing but show his face—and Jiang Luoli was nearly lost to him.

Is this justice?

Is being handsome that much of an advantage?

On the other side, Jun Zhangjian sighed: “Only a few years have passed, and Cousin Xiaoyao has already grown to this level.”

Jun Zhangjian now felt grateful he hadn’t offended Jun Xiaoyao back then, but instead had presented him the Yuan Tian Supreme Token to cultivate goodwill.

That had been Jun Zhangjian’s wisest decision ever.

Beside him, Jun Xuehuang gazed at Jun Xiaoyao, her ice-blue eyes flickering with a momentary daze.

But unlike Jiang Luoli, she was not a pure beauty addict.

“This divine child truly lives up to his reputation—his aura is utterly unfathomable,” Jun Xuehuang murmured, shaking her head.

Jun Xiaoyao was shrouded in divine radiance and mist, making him impossible to discern.

Their peripheral vision also caught Jun Wanjie.

Since Jun Xiaoyao’s appearance, Jun Wanjie’s gaze had never left him.

In his eyes lingered a faint scrutiny and coldness.

Clearly, Jun Wanjie, born into a collateral branch and subjected to constant scorn, resented deeply the Dixi prodigies born with golden spoons in their mouths.

Why must I struggle for what you’re born with?

“It seems Jun Wanjie can’t stand Cousin Xiaoyao…” Jun Zhangjian whispered.

“Honestly, I’m a little jealous of this divine child’s status and treatment,” Jun Xuehuang said, shaking her head.

Fortunately, Jun Wanjie was merely watching coldly now, making no further moves.

The banquet officially began.

Most eyes remained fixed on Jun Xiaoyao.

The Great Shang Princess, her beautiful eyes fixed on Jun Xiaoyao, still shook her head slightly and murmured:

“This princess is unworthy of the divine child…”

Her words sent shockwaves through the surrounding factions.

Even the famed Great Shang Princess claimed she was unworthy of the Jun family’s divine child?

“Who knows what real strength this Jun family divine child possesses? Maybe he’s just a pretty face.”

At that moment, a low voice spoke—heard only by a few. All turned to look.

“It’s that Ye family’s Star Celestial Body…” some eyes flashed.

Was this a silent expression of discontent?

But the Jun family divine child had never provoked him.

“Young Master, don’t speak rashly!”

The quasi-sage old servant beside Ye Xingyun paled and whispered urgently.

“Hmph…” Ye Xingyun’s expression grew even darker than water.

As a scion of the ancient Ye clan, could he not even speak his mind?

Over here, Jiang Rou pulled Jun Xiaoyao aside, persistently introducing Jiang Luoli.

“Xiaoyao, you’re not young anymore—it’s time for your mother to hold a grandchild,” Jiang Rou smiled.

Jun Xiaoyao felt a bead of sweat.

What the hell do you mean “not young”?

Though Jun Xiaoyao looked tall and like a fourteen- or fifteen-year-old boy, he was only ten years old.

And looking at this little girl Jiang Luoli, he felt absolutely nothing.

If he truly married her, he’d feel like he’d committed a crime.

Jiang Luoli, meanwhile, kept her face flushed, unable to meet Jun Xiaoyao’s gaze.

“Tsk-tsk, who was it just a while ago saying she’d rather die or jump off a cliff than accept an arranged marriage?” Jiang Shengyi teased with a charming smile.

“Sister Shengyi, don’t say that—I never said anything like that!” Jiang Luoli puffed out her cheeks, shaking her head like a rattle, denying frantically.

If I don’t admit it, it never happened.

“But… he really is the most handsome man I’ve ever seen…” Jiang Luoli secretly daydreamed.

Right now, she thought arranged marriage didn’t sound so bad.

Hmm… it’s truly delicious!

Watching Jun Xiaoyao mingle with Jiang Luoli and others, Ye Xingyun was nearly driven mad with jealousy.

Smash!

Ye Xingyun slammed his wine cup hard onto the table.

The entire hall suddenly fell silent.

“The Jun family’s divine child? I am Ye Xingyun of the Ancient Wilderness Ye clan. Might I be so fortunate as to request two moves from the divine child?”