Chapter 336: Taking Langhuan as a Maid, Everyone Stunned—Corpse Dragon Prodigy Long Kun

The woman named Qin Xian'er wore a white robe, her features delicate and beautiful.

Most remarkable was her cultivation aura, which had also reached the peak of the Divine Flame Realm, nearly equal to that of the Fallen Feather Holy Disciple.

"A servant of Langhuan's has cultivation comparable to the Ten Young Kings?" Jun Xiaoyao frowned.

With such strength, why would she still serve as someone's maid?

The young man with horns on his head explained, "Qin Xian'er has always been by Princess Langhuan's side; their bond is deep. Though her own cultivation is formidable, she willingly serves as a maid."

Jun Xiaoyao nodded upon hearing this.

"Cough, cough—perhaps the Ninth Princess has too high standards and looks down on ordinary men. But with your appearance and strength, you might stand a chance," said the horned youth.

Even he, a man, had been stunned the moment he first saw Jun Xiaoyao, unable to suppress a silent cry of shock.

Perhaps she truly might take a fancy to him.

At that moment, Qin Xian'er spoke: "Ladies and gentlemen, the Princess requires five Sacred Guards to accompany her to the Ten Kings Banquet. The selection will now begin."

"Minimum requirement: peak of the Heaven-Piercing Realm. Those who do not meet this may as well leave."

"The remaining qualified candidates will duel in pairs, and the top five will be chosen."

Qin Xian'er's words immediately eliminated a large number of Burial Land beings.

Although Burial Land beings generally had cultivation levels one or two tiers higher than those from outside.

Among the younger generation, those who reached peak Heaven-Piercing Realm or above were still rare.

Those above the Divine Flame Realm were even fewer.

Thousands of beings had come to the imperial palace; now, only a hundred or so met the criteria.

Among these hundred, Jun Xiaoyao stood out like a crane among chickens.

His aura was impossible to conceal.

Even though Jun Xiaoyao had transformed his vital energy into deathly Mingqi, dimming his celestial aura slightly,

his stunningly handsome features and transcendent demeanor still drew every eye.

"Who is that boy? His aura is so otherworldly!"

"Holy shit, he's this good-looking—is he here to be selected as a Sacred Guard or for a beauty contest?"

"Is this kid trying to climb into Princess Langhuan's bed using his looks?"

Murmurs erupted around them.

Almost all present were male beings.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao's appearance, they were filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred, their eyes brimming with hostility.

Jun Xiaoyao had become the public enemy of all males.

In contrast, the female beings who had come merely to watch lit up, instantly turning into she-wolves.

Even Qin Xian'er, upon seeing Jun Xiaoyao, paused for a moment in stunned silence.

This man… was somewhat handsome.

Then, after sensing his aura, Qin Xian'er's expression turned to shock.

Jun Xiaoyao's aura filled her with an intense sense of danger.

This proved that the impossibly handsome boy before her had reached the peak of the Divine Flame Realm!

Even the Ten Young Kings were no more than this!

Qin Xian'er was truly stunned.

Would a Ten Young King-level prodigy come to apply for a Sacred Guard position?

"Are you here to join the Sacred Guard selection?" Qin Xian'er asked, unable to hold back.

"No," Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.

This left the Burial Land prodigies around him bewildered.

If you're not here to join, why are you even here?

"Then why are you here?" Qin Xian'er frowned.

Though his identity was beyond her comprehension, if he intended to cause trouble, she wasn't afraid.

This was the Asura Demon Kingdom's imperial palace—who would dare cause chaos here?

"To take a maid," Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.

"Who?" Qin Xian'er asked, puzzled.

Why come to the palace to take a maid?

Besides, there were no maids here for him to take.

"Langhuan," Jun Xiaoyao said, hands behind his back, his tone indifferent.

One sentence—and the entire hall fell silent.

Everyone present froze, certain they had misheard.

"Did I hear right? Did that boy just say Langhuan?"

"Yes—he meant Princess Langhuan. Is he insane?"

All beings present stared at Jun Xiaoyao as if he were a madman.

In the Asura Demon Kingdom's imperial palace, right before Qin Xian'er, Langhuan's personal maid, he claimed he would take Langhuan as his maid?

This move was truly legendary.

"He actually dared to say that…" The beings who had come with Jun Xiaoyao stood speechless, jaws agape.

They had thought Jun Xiaoyao was joking—but now they realized he truly meant it, and had spoken it aloud.

"You—!" Qin Xian'er was stunned, unable to believe his sheer audacity.

But before she could speak, other Burial Land prodigies joining the selection shouted out in anger.

"Insolent! How dare you slander the Ninth Princess?"

"Exactly! The Ninth Princess is not only of noble birth but also the second-ranked prodigy among the Ten Young Kings. Do you even have the right to say such a thing?"

Many prodigies in the hall began to berate him.

Langhuan was their goddess—how could any man dare suggest taking her as a maid? It was an insult to them all!

"Noble birth? Powerful cultivation? I'm unworthy?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

Before him, who dared claim noble birth?

Before him, who dared claim powerful cultivation?

"Get out!"

Jun Xiaoyao stomped his foot, unleashing terrifying shockwaves.

The weaker Burial Land beings nearby screamed and were blasted backward.

Some of the weakest among them exploded into bloody pulp, killed instantly by the shockwave.

That single stomp silenced the entire arena.

The prodigies who had just shouted at Jun Xiaoyao now stood frozen, faces pale as death, unable to utter a single word.

Though Jun Xiaoyao's words were arrogant,

his power spoke for itself.

"Hmph. You've got some substance. No wonder you had the nerve to insult Princess Langhuan."

A young man with pale dragon horns and bony wings stepped forward calmly.

"Insult? To become my maid should be an honor," Jun Xiaoyao replied coolly, his gaze fixed on the man.

His cultivation—peak Divine Flame Realm—was on par with the Ten Young Kings.

"It's Long Kun of the Corpse Dragon Clan! He's here too, joining the Sacred Guard selection!"

Seeing the man with dragon horns and bony wings, those around them gasped in surprise.

The Corpse Dragon Clan was a dominant force within the Burial Land, ruling over the Dragon Bones Domain.

Its members were mostly ancient dragons—Jiao, Cang, and Ming dragons—buried beneath the earth.

In strength and depth of heritage, the Corpse Dragon Clan ranked among the top powers of the Burial Land's Ten Domains, alongside the Mingwangdian and the Asura Demon Kingdom.

Even the Fallen Feather Clan was slightly inferior.

Among the Ten Young Kings, one was also a prodigy of the Corpse Dragon Clan.