Chapter 421: Thunder Beast Remains, Buying Loyalty, the Excitement of the Jun Clan

The world knew that Jun Xiaoyao had many tricks and hid his true strength deeply.

But there was one trump card outsiders did not know about.

That was the Ti Shu, one of the Nine Heavenly Books.

The Nine Heavenly Books were supreme legacies, each representing the ultimate path of its respective discipline.

The Ti Shu, for instance, was the pinnacle of the body cultivation path.

Any Heavenly Book, if cultivated to its extreme, granted boundless power—a decisive, absolute trump card.

Rumors even claimed that if one could gather all Nine Heavenly Books, they might glimpse the path to immortality.

The value of the Nine Heavenly Books needed no explanation.

Yet cultivating them was exceedingly difficult.

Even with Jun Xiaoyao's profound foundation, cultivating the upper volume of the Ti Shu took considerable time.

Now, seeing this surging torrent of the Dao's source, Jun Xiaoyao was finally able to complete the Great Luo Immortal Body.

This greatly enhanced his strength.

Combined with his Primal Holy Body, it was simply perfect!

Moreover, after completing the Great Luo Immortal Body, he could now begin cultivating the lower volume of the Ti Shu.

Jun Xiaoyao looked forward to it.

He reached out, magic power surging, gathering the surging Dao's source.

He also ordered Jun Mulan, Jun Xuehuang, and Jun Xiyu to go to the other three ten-thousand-zhang Dao Lakes and collect the treasures.

The four Dao Lakes were not far apart, so they could watch over each other.

If any trouble arose at the other lakes, Jun Xiaoyao would act immediately.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao hoard vast quantities of Dao's source, all surrounding lifeforms stared with bloodshot eyes.

The outsiders' prodigies were better off—they already knew Jun Xiaoyao's ruthless dominance; though envious, they dared not move for fear of death.

But the ancient immortals felt intense injustice.

This was clearly their ancient world's fortune.

Logically, they should have feasted while the outsiders got only a sip of broth.

Yet Jun Xiaoyao single-handedly reversed the situation.

Leaving these ancient immortals helplessly staring.

It felt like a mountain of gold lay before them—visible, untouchable—unbearably agonizing.

"Damn it…" many ancient immortals cursed inwardly.

But they weren't fools; Jun Xiaoyao had already proven his strength.

What about overwhelming him with numbers?

Sorry.

Jun Xiaoyao's Hell Gate alone could nullify any numerical advantage.

Attempting to drown him in a sea of bodies, exhausting his power, was utterly impossible.

Moreover, due to his Holy Body, his magic power was nearly inexhaustible—he could never be drained.

Jun Xiaoyao scavenged treasures while radiating his True God Realm's full aura, intimidating all around.

His body shrouded in divine light, like a divine king descending, his overwhelming pressure kept every lifeform from approaching the Dao Lakes.

The eruption continued.

At first, only the Dao's source spewed forth.

As time passed, all manner of strange and rare treasures were ejected.

Jade scrolls, ancient herbs, broken weapons, magical artifacts.

Every kind of treasure imaginable.

Jun Xiaoyao collected them all, not even glancing at them.

As the Jun Clan's divine heir and Jiang family's young master, Jun Xiaoyao had high standards; many treasures that would make ordinary prodigies fight to the death were beneath his notice.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao was not picky.

Even if most of these treasures meant little to him, they could still be used by those around him.

Beside him, Long Ao's gaze flickered.

He did not act rashly, for nothing yet had stirred his desire.

Though other lifeforms were envious, they dared not move, restrained by Jun Xiaoyao's might.

Then, in the erupting column, lightning suddenly flashed.

It was the corpse of an ancient beast, entirely silver-white; through its fissures, a faint silver heart could be glimpsed pulsing within.

"Huh? Is that the remains of a Thunder Beast?" a prodigy exclaimed.

The Thunder Beast was an ancient ferocious beast that controlled lightning, said to be a terrifying creature carrying heaven's punishment, immensely powerful.

"This corpse is priceless, let alone the Thunder Beast's heart inside!" some sighed.

The Thunder Beast remains, coupled with its heart, were an immense fortune for any prodigy cultivating lightning.

But for others, they were merely objects of awe—offering little appeal.

Lei Mingyuan's eyes glowed green upon seeing the Thunder Beast remains.

He could feel his Heavenly Thunder Body yearning for this fortune.

Yet without Jun Xiaoyao's permission, he could never dare to act.

Jun Xiaoyao's peripheral vision caught Lei Mingyuan; he reached out, seized the Thunder Beast corpse along with its heart, and handed it directly to Lei Mingyuan.

"Divine Heir!" Lei Mingyuan's heart surged, his face flushed crimson.

"Take it," Jun Xiaoyao said.

Though the Thunder Beast corpse and heart were valuable, they held no appeal for Jun Xiaoyao.

His Divine Thunder Great Technique had long been perfected—he had no need for the Thunder Beast remains.

Better to give them to Lei Mingyuan; he may have done no great deeds, but he had labored faithfully.

"Thank you, Divine Heir!" Lei Mingyuan was overwhelmed with emotion.

Left to himself, he could never have obtained such a great fortune.

Indeed, he had chosen his master wisely.

"When I have time, I will transmit the Divine Thunder Great Technique to you," Jun Xiaoyao said.

Hearing this, Lei Mingyuan's blood boiled—he nearly fainted from excitement.

"I swear to follow the Divine Heir unto death!" Lei Mingyuan vowed.

Jun Xiaoyao had granted him rebirth.

Jun Xiaoyao nodded faintly.

Since Lei Mingyuan was loyal, Jun Xiaoyao was happy to enhance his strength.

Though Lei Mingyuan lacked the stature to be his follower, serving as a servant was acceptable.

Lei Mingyuan himself was an heir of the Divine Thunder Mountain; once he grew, he could become one of its top figures.

Would not the entire Divine Thunder Mountain then bow to Jun Xiaoyao?

Though Jun Xiaoyao had ulterior motives.

Yet between people, mutual benefit was the norm.

He would never aid Lei Mingyuan without reason.

Later, the Dao Lake continued to erupt; the other three ten-thousand-zhang Dao Lakes also spewed forth many treasures.

Jun Mulan, Jun Xuehuang, and Jun Xiyu collected treasures until their hands ached.

"That armor—could it be the legendary Heavenly Feather Phoenix Armor?"

Jun Mulan discovered a female armor, exquisitely ornate, identical to the legend of armor forged from phoenix feathers.

"Perfect!" Jun Mulan rejoiced, claiming the Heavenly Feather Phoenix Armor.

"If not for Xiaoyao, I could never have obtained this treasure," Jun Mulan thought happily.

Jun Xuehuang and Jun Xiyu each obtained treasures suited to them.

As they rejoiced, they all felt gratitude toward Jun Xiaoyao.

Without Jun Xiaoyao, how could they have collected treasures so peacefully, in an environment free of competition?

At that moment, not even Jun Xuehuang and Jun Xiyu—but even Jun Mulan, the most tomboyish and fiery-tempered of them—was utterly awed and deeply reverent toward Jun Xiaoyao.

Even Jun Mulan, the most masculine and fiery-tempered among them, looked up to Jun Xiaoyao with utmost admiration.