Chapter 405

"Jun Xiaoyao!"

Long Ji Princess was utterly shocked and humiliated.

As a slumbering ancient anomaly, a noble and icy-cold dragon princess.

Long Ji Princess was pure and immaculate, her divine body sacred—no man had ever touched her, not even a finger.

Let alone being seen naked.

Yet now, the fact that Jun Xiaoyao had seen her naked left her mind ringing, her face pale white, unable to believe it.

She could not remain calm.

At that moment, Jun Xiaoyao strolled slowly into the secluded valley.

"You're awake? What do you want, Master?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.

"Jun Xiaoyao, what did you do to this princess?" Long Ji Princess bit her silver teeth, glaring fiercely at Jun Xiaoyao.

"This divine son has been merciful for once, and yet your tone suggests you're displeased?" Jun Xiaoyao tilted his head slightly.

"I'll kill you!"

Long Ji Princess rose and lunged at Jun Xiaoyao.

But before she took two steps, her chest trembled violently, and she spat out blood.

"I advise you not to be willful—this divine son's mercy and compassion have limits. If you anger me, calling me Master won't save you." Jun Xiaoyao's tone turned icy.

Though Long Ji Princess still served a purpose to him, that didn't mean Jun Xiaoyao would tolerate her princess tantrums.

If Long Ji Princess truly refused to behave and provoked him,

Jun Xiaoyao would stop scheming altogether and simply slap her dead.

Feeling the coldness in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, Long Ji Princess suddenly snapped back to clarity.

Though Jun Xiaoyao had saved her, strictly speaking, they remained enemies.

Jun Xiaoyao would never coddle her bad habits.

And now, with her grievous injuries, she had absolutely no power to resist him.

If she died now, it would be a terrible loss—she'd wasted all her calls of "Master."

Thinking of this, Long Ji Princess forcibly suppressed her rage, her full chest heaving, seething inside.

"That's better. If you wish to fight, this divine son will gladly give you the chance later—but don't you want to know who framed you?" Jun Xiaoyao said calmly, arms behind his back.

"Do you have a way?" Long Ji Princess asked, her beautiful eyes blazing with bitter hatred.

If not for that shadowy mastermind, she would never have suffered such humiliation at Jun Xiaoyao's hands.

For that shadowy mastermind, Long Ji Princess longed to carve her into a thousand pieces.

"This divine son does have a way… but is that the tone of a supplicant?" Jun Xiaoyao said.

"What do you want now?" Long Ji Princess went frantic, nearly driven mad.

In front of Jun Xiaoyao, she could no longer maintain her noble, icy elegance.

"Mind your title and attitude—you're begging me, not the other way around." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Long Ji Princess bit her red lips, voice strained: "M…Master…"

"I didn't hear that." Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Master!" Long Ji Princess shouted, forcing out the word through shame.

Yet, Long Ji Princess seemed to notice—she was growing more accustomed to saying it.

"Remember—call me that from now on." Jun Xiaoyao turned and walked out of the valley.

Long Ji Princess seethed, grinding her teeth in silent fury, yet obediently followed behind Jun Xiaoyao.

Outside the valley, Lei Mingyuan still guarded the severely wounded Lei Yuan tribe prodigy.

When he saw Jun Xiaoyao and Long Ji Princess emerge, Lei Mingyuan's eyes widened.

Long Ji Princess was following Jun Xiaoyao like a docile lamb.

Was this still the aloof dragon princess?

Had he not seen it with his own eyes, Lei Mingyuan would have doubted whether Long Ji Princess had been replaced.

But this only made Lei Mingyuan revere Jun Xiaoyao even more.

The discipline techniques were simply unmatched.

Jun Xiaoyao brought Long Ji Princess to the front of the Lei Yuan tribe prodigy.

The Lei Yuan tribe prodigy had been severely injured, unable to escape, and with Lei Mingyuan guarding him, he couldn't send word to his tribe.

Most importantly, after witnessing Jun Xiaoyao's power,

this Lei Yuan tribe prodigy knew that even if he summoned more clan members, they'd only be slaughtered by Jun Xiaoyao.

As for the elders—they couldn't leave their ancestral lands.

"Speak—who ordered you?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.

He already knew the answer—it was a play he had staged himself.

But before Long Ji Princess, he still had to put on a show.

"I admit—we were outmatched. We never expected you to have such a powerful consort," the Lei Yuan tribe prodigy coldly glared at Long Ji Princess.

"What are you talking about? That's not—" Long Ji Princess flushed, quickly denying it.

Yet inside, she felt a strange sensation.

"How could I possibly form a consort bond with such a hateful man?" Long Ji Princess thought to herself.

Jun Xiaoyao was her number-one enemy, a target to be eliminated.

"You can forget it—I won't tell you anything," the Lei Yuan tribe prodigy said, as if resigned to death.

"You think that leaves me powerless?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

For some reason, seeing Jun Xiaoyao's smile, the Lei Yuan tribe prodigy felt a terrible premonition.

Jun Xiaoyao activated his Primordial Spirit, unleashing a torrent of potent soul force.

Instantly, the Lei Yuan tribe prodigy saw before him a golden ancient Buddha, towering ten thousand zhang, majestic and overwhelming.

The entire Buddha radiated crushing pressure, nearly suffocating the Lei Yuan tribe prodigy.

This was the Great Sun Buddha manifested from the Sutra of the Present-Day Tathagata.

The Great Sun Buddha, formed entirely of soul force, pressed down like Mount Tai, radiating unbearable dominance.

But worse was yet to come.

The Great Sun Buddha raised its hand, and a terrifying black grinding disc appeared, stained with specks of divine grinding blood.

It was the Chaos Divine Grind, derived from the Chaos Divine Grind Contemplation Method.

The two overlapped—this soul-crushing pressure was unbearable.

The Lei Yuan tribe prodigy's soul was crushed within the Chaos Divine Grind, enduring unprecedented agony.

The torment of soul-crushing was beyond human endurance—worse than the eighteen layers of hell.

Combined with the Great Sun Buddha's suppression, the Lei Yuan tribe prodigy's spirit completely shattered, finally screaming: "I'll tell! I'll tell! The one who ordered us is the Dragon Clan noblewoman Ao Luan!"

"Dragon Clan noblewoman?"

Upon hearing this, Long Ji Princess's eyes filled with confusion.

She had never heard the name of this Dragon Clan noblewoman, let alone had any conflict with her.

"Why would she frame this princess?" Long Ji Princess demanded.

"I don't know—she didn't tell us. She only ordered us to kill you," the Lei Yuan tribe prodigy whispered weakly, already on the verge of collapse.

"Damn it!" Long Ji Princess clenched her silver teeth, hating Ao Luan with all her heart.

She had no connection to her at all, yet was being so viciously betrayed.

"When I find Ao Luan, I'll tear her to pieces!" Long Ji Princess hissed.

Hearing Long Ji Princess's words, thick with murderous intent, Jun Xiaoyao's lips curled into a faint smile.

Long Ji Princess had been completely trapped.

Next, Long Ao should be close to falling for it too.