Chapter 3810: The Wind-Moon Ancient Sect lacks management; let Xia Feiying be a tool person

Xia Feiying's smile was exceptionally soft and charming, as if it could intoxicate one to the bones.

It was enough to make any man lose his focus.

However, what Jun Xiaoyao cared about were the words she spoke.

Master of the Jiaofang Division of the Wind-Moon Ancient Sect?

Jun Xiaoyao rarely felt some surprise.

That she was Hong Meng's master, Jun Xiaoyao was actually not surprised.

Because the usual routine was just like this.

A genius figure, persecuted by the direct line of the family, finally surviving in a desperate situation.

Not only obtaining a supreme treasure, but also having a beautiful master sealed within it.

This routine was simply too cliché.

Afterward, it was nothing more than the beautiful master assisting the Son of Fortune to rise.

Finally, secretly falling in love, having a master-disciple romance, and eventually becoming the Son of Fortune's woman.

The routine was just like this.

What surprised Jun Xiaoyao was her identity.

Jun Xiaoyao had previously thought that the Wind-Moon Ancient Sect had long since completely declined.

Only leaving behind an intergenerational successor like the Void Young Master.

He didn't expect that there were still strong figures from the former Wind-Moon Ancient Sect.

Right now, although Xia Feiying was only in a Primordial Spirit state.

But one could also feel that her own cultivation realm must be extremely high.

It should be an existence at the Supreme Emperor level.

Even in the once-prosperous Wind-Moon Ancient Sect.

She was absolutely a core character ranked at the high level.

Just right, Jun Xiaoyao had been thinking.

Although he was the Sect Master of the Wind-Moon Ancient Sect, he clearly had no spare time to manage the Wind-Moon Ancient Sect.

And the Void Young Master, although dutiful, had limited ability, and his cultivation realm was also a bit lacking.

He could not play the role of holding down the fort.

Jun Xiaoyao had been considering who should manage the Wind-Moon Ancient Sect for him.

And now, hadn't this tool person come?

Xia Feiying's strength went without saying; it was enough to hold down the fort.

She herself was also a core high-level member of the former Wind-Moon Ancient Sect.

Letting her manage the Wind-Moon Ancient Sect was simply the most suitable.

It could be said that even Xia Feiying herself would absolutely not expect.

Facing such a delicate and top-tier great beauty like her.

Jun Xiaoyao's first thought was actually to use her as a tool person!

At this moment, Xia Feiying smiled charmingly.

Completely unaware that in the future, she would be exploited by Jun Xiaoyao, this boss, and become a miserable working person.

Although Xia Feiying said she had seen the Sect Master.

But it was clearly in a teasing tone.

It was as if she were teasing Jun Xiaoyao.

It was not the kind of attitude one truly had toward a Sect Master.

After all, Jun Xiaoyao looked too young, and also too much to her taste.

"Master of the Jiaofang Division of the Wind-Moon Ancient Sect? You really surprised me," Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Actually, the surprised one is me."

"I thought the Wind-Moon Ancient Sect had already disappeared in the vast starry sky."

"I didn't expect that Young Master Jun could revive the sect and even expose your identity at the Neon-Clothes Clan's Fenghua Banquet."

"Tsk tsk, even I admire Young Master Jun to the ground."

Xia Feiying's smile was very charming.

Even if it were just an ordinary conversation, it could shake a person's mind.

Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself that this Master of the Jiaofang Division indeed had unusual means.

Clearly, she had also mastered many charm and soul-controlling techniques.

However, for Jun Xiaoyao, who possessed the Three-Life Primordial Spirit and a perfect Dao heart, this naturally had no influence.

"Are you stalling for time for him?" Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

Seeing that her charm technique had no effect on Jun Xiaoyao.

A strange look also flashed in Xia Feiying's eyes.

Clearly, this little brother was not so easy to deal with.

Xia Feiying sighed and said: "Oh my, Young Master Jun is the current Sect Master of the Wind-Moon Ancient Sect; I don't want to fight with Young Master Jun."

Jun Xiaoyao said: "Your cultivation realm is indeed unusual, but now you are only a Primordial Spirit; wanting to block me, Jun, is a bit naive."

If Xia Feiying were in a full state.

Then with her Supreme Emperor cultivation, her strength went without saying.

But now, she was only in a Primordial Spirit state, and her true body was still trapped in the Primordial Golden Pagoda.

Although a Supreme Emperor strong figure, even as a Primordial Spirit, was enough to crush lower-realm strong figures.

But Jun Xiaoyao was not an ordinary person, and his Primordial Spirit was even more powerful and terrifying.

Xia Feiying, purely in a Primordial Spirit state, wanting to block Jun Xiaoyao to cover for Hong Meng, was not so easy.

"Young Master Jun, strictly speaking, we are of the same sect and lineage; can you bear to attack me?"

Xia Feiying's tone carried a hint of grievance.

Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained unchanged: "You say we are of the same sect and lineage, yet you want to hinder me."

"It seems you didn't truly regard me as the Sect Master of the Wind-Moon Ancient Sect."

Xia Feiying sighed and said.

"Sigh, I actually have a reason..."

"Because of that pagoda?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.

He also saw that the pagoda flowed with Primordial Chaos purple Qi.

It was a bit like the Primordial Golden Pagoda held by that Primordial Chaos Dao Body who once shook the vastness of the Zigong family.

Jun Xiaoyao also had to admit that Zigong Meng, which was Hong Meng, indeed had boundless fortune.

"Hmm, the specific situation is hard to explain in a few words."

"However, I truly have no intention of being an enemy of Young Master Jun," Xia Feiying said.

With her Supreme Emperor realm, perhaps Jun Xiaoyao's own realm.

Was not enough to make her feel awe as the Sect Master.

But don't forget, Jun Xiaoyao's surname was Jun.

Leaving the Jun Clan aside, he was also the first in line of the Cloud Clan, the Xiaoyao King of the Tianyu Immortal Dynasty.

This kind of background, even the once-prosperous Wind-Moon Ancient Sect, would not dare to provoke at all.

Let alone now, with only her, the Master of the Jiaofang Division.

Previously, she had also been persuading Hong Meng not to easily become an enemy of Jun Xiaoyao.

But Hong Meng had already developed great hatred for Jun Xiaoyao.

The more Xia Feiying persuaded, the more Hong Meng resisted.

This made Xia Feiying feel very helpless.

"Since you don't want to be an enemy of me, and you are the former Master of the Jiaofang Division of the Wind-Moon Ancient Sect."

"Then why not join my side?"

"What I can give you is not something that person can compare to," Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

His words made Xia Feiying's expression freeze.

It could be said that this proposal was absolutely attractive.

But Xia Feiying still shook her head slightly and refused.

"To be honest, I am currently trapped in the Primordial Golden Pagoda."

"Only a Primordial Chaos Dao Body can fully control the Primordial Golden Pagoda and let me escape."

"And now, only he can do it."

"Moreover, he is also my disciple; as a master, naturally I have to protect him a little."

Although at the beginning, it was just an agreement with Hong Meng.

They would guide Hong Meng's cultivation, and Hong Meng would help them escape.

But it had to be said, over such a long time.

They indeed had some master-disciple feelings toward Hong Meng.

Although Hong Meng performed poorly in front of Jun Xiaoyao, Xia Feiying did not want to give up on Hong Meng easily.

Jun Xiaoyao heard this, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

No wonder Xia Feiying was in a Primordial Spirit state.

She herself could not leave the Primordial Golden Pagoda.

Only a Primordial Chaos Dao Body could control the Primordial Golden Pagoda and help Xia Feiying escape.

But for Jun Xiaoyao, wasn't this just a matter of moving a finger? ===== CHAPTER 3811 =====