Chapter 335

The news of the Fallen Feather Sacred Son's demise and the Fallen Feather Clan's submission spread throughout the Burial Land in a short time.

Among the Ten Minor Kings, not only Chu Tianba and Langhuan received the news.

Several other kings also learned of it.

Among these prodigies, some watched with amusement, some were astonished, and some were resentful.

After all, the Fallen Feather Sacred Son was still a native of the Burial Land—and one of the Ten Minor Kings.

Yet he was killed by an outsider prodigy.

Does this, to some extent, imply that even the Ten Minor Kings cannot match an outsider prodigy?

Where then is the face of the Ten Minor Kings?

Thus, some among the Ten Minor Kings were eager to challenge Jun Xiaoyao.

Had it not been for the Ten Kings' Feast, they would have already set out for the Yinming Domain.

Yet none of the beings knew this:

Jun Xiaoyao had already left the Yinming Domain.

…

Above a blood-red plain at the border of the Asura Domain.

A flying vessel crossed the void.

Onboard stood a group of beings.

They clustered around a handsome youth clad in snow-white robes—Jun Xiaoyao.

"Young Master is truly formidable! That Demon Wolf Bandit was knocked down by just one palm strike."

The group of beings were all young, traveling together to the Asura Domain.

Unexpectedly, on the way, they encountered the infamous Demon Wolf Bandit on this blood-red plain.

Just as they were surrounded, a white-robed youth descended from the sky and, with a mere gesture, toppled the Demon Wolf Bandit.

This filled the young beings with immense admiration.

"Nothing much," Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand slightly.

He wasn't acting out of idle benevolence—he wanted them to guide him.

After all, he was utterly unfamiliar with the Burial Land.

"Young Master, you said you came from the Yinming Domain—have you heard that the Fallen Feather Sacred Son there was killed by an outsider prodigy?" said a young man with horns on his head.

"I killed him," Jun Xiaoyao said.

The entire vessel fell silent. The beings exchanged glances, then burst into laughter.

"Young Master, you're joking—that man was an outsider prodigy, yet you're a native of the Burial Land," the horned man chuckled.

Indeed, Jun Xiaoyao now radiated a thick aura of death.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled casually, unconcerned.

Having assimilated the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit, he had gained the ability to convert his life force and blood qi into death qi.

Otherwise, he'd draw stares everywhere, hindering his movements.

"Young Master, with your strength, have you come to the Asura Domain for the Nine Princess's Sacred Guard selection?" asked a woman after a long hesitation.

She gazed at Jun Xiaoyao, blushing, yet summoned the courage to speak.

"Sacred Guard selection?" Jun Xiaoyao looked slightly puzzled.

This surprised the group even more.

Wasn't everyone coming to the Asura Domain at this time for the Sacred Guard selection?

Jun Xiaoyao then learned the details.

The Sacred Guard selection was an announcement issued by the Nine Princess of the Asura Demon Kingdom.

Each time the Ten Kings' Feast opened, the Ten Minor Kings selected a group of Sacred Guards to fight for their respective kings.

This year's Ten Kings' Feast seemed to have deeper motives behind it.

To these beings, Jun Xiaoyao's strength clearly meant he was here to compete for the Nine Princess's Sacred Guard position.

Yet they never expected he'd never even heard of it.

"Sacred Guard selection… Ten Kings' Feast?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flickered.

He had found a breakthrough.

As for the Nine Princess Langhuan, Jun Xiaoyao knew of her—ranked second among the Ten Minor Kings, with formidable strength.

In the outside world, she was likely among the top-tier peerless beauties.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't care about Langhuan.

But he could learn about the Ten Kings' Feast and the Burial Realm's secrets from her.

After all, Langhuan's status far surpassed that of the Cang sisters—she would know far more.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao lost in thought, the horned being spoke: "Young Master, why not join us in the selection? You might even get to see that legendary beauty."

At this, all the male beings wore expressions of rapt admiration.

Given the Burial Land's harsh environment and scarcity of beautiful women, such reactions were understandable.

Jun Xiaoyao, however, remained indifferent.

He had seen too many beauties to be moved.

"Make me someone else's Sacred Guard? Hah… It'd be more fitting if Langhuan became my maid." Jun Xiaoyao laughed casually.

Yet this remark sent a shiver through every being present.

The horned man stared in shock: "Young Master, in the Asura Domain, you must never say such things—you'll be beaten."

The Nine Princess Langhuan was immensely popular in the Asura Domain.

If anyone overheard Jun Xiaoyao's words, he'd be beaten senseless.

Jun Xiaoyao shook his head, unsure what to say.

Taking a nation's princess as a maid was nothing unusual to him.

Hadn't he already tamed Princess Wu Mingyue of the Panwu Divine Dynasty?

Taming the Nine Princess of the Demon Kingdom, Langhuan, wouldn't take him much effort.

"Do you think Young Master is like you, obsessed with beauty?" said several female beings, their eyes gleaming with admiration.

A man as handsome as Jun Xiaoyao, yet uninterested in beauty, was exceedingly rare in the Burial Land.

"Since we have nothing else to do, let's go take a look," Jun Xiaoyao said.

Thereafter, the group pressed deeper into the Asura Domain.

The Asura Demon Kingdom lay at the heart of the Asura Domain, a mighty and flourishing realm.

The Sacred Guard selection would be held within the royal palace.

In just a few days, tens of thousands of Burial Land prodigies flocked to the capital of the Asura Demon Kingdom.

There was no choice—the Nine Princess Langhuan's fame in the Asura Domain was too great.

For many prodigies, even failing to become a Sacred Guard was worth it, if they could merely glimpse Langhuan.

Several days later, Jun Xiaoyao finally saw the capital of the Asura Demon Kingdom.

The entire capital's walls were dark red, fitting the kingdom's iron-blooded character.

The towering walls stretched endlessly to either side.

"We've finally arrived! With your strength, Young Master, you might actually be chosen as a Sacred Guard," said the horned youth with a grin.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled but said nothing.

He would never serve as someone else's guardian—not in this life.

After all, collecting slaves was Jun Xiaoyao's true passion.

After entering the city, Jun Xiaoyao and his companions headed straight for the palace.

The Asura Demon Kingdom's palace was already packed, teeming with countless beings.

Many among them possessed formidable strength.

Some even radiated power nearly equal to that of the Fallen Feather Sacred Son.

Yet now, they willingly came to compete for the chance to become Langhuan's Sacred Guards.

Clearly, no matter where or when, such sycophants were never in short supply.

Jun Xiaoyao couldn't help but shake his head.

It's just one woman—why go so mad over her? What's so worth fawning over?

At that moment, a beautiful white-robed woman soared through the air.

"It's Qin Xian'er, the Nine Princess's personal maid!"

Cheers erupted from all around.

Jun Xiaoyao's gaze turned toward her.