Chapter 431

No one expected to witness this scene.

As the two fought, Yan Rumeng suddenly stole a kiss from Jun Xiaoyao.

"Taking advantage of me?"

Jun Xiaoyao froze for a moment, then snapped back to awareness.

He was certain that the Yan Rumeng before him was not truly herself—perhaps another's power was hidden within her.

Of course, according to the rules of the Immortal Ancient World, even if someone's power was concealed within Yan Rumeng, her actual strength could not reach a high level.

Jun Xiaoyao could handle it easily.

He shook his Primordial Holy Body, and golden blood qi surged violently.

Yan Rumeng's slender body was finally shaken loose, her long jade legs freed from Jun Xiaoyao's grip.

"Little brother is so heartless, your humble maid is heartbroken…" Yan Rumeng frowned slightly, appearing wounded.

"You took the advantage and still act innocent," Jun Xiaoyao said coolly.

Few women dare to take liberties with him.

"Hehe, your humble maid is very greedy—I don't just want to take this little advantage," Yan Rumeng purred, her eyes sultry and intoxicating.

"Hmph…" Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly, saying nothing.

Jun Mulan, Jun Xuehuang, and the other women were furious, their jade faces pale with rage.

Was Yan Rumeng openly flirting with and molesting their revered Divine Son, right before their eyes?

This was simply unbearable!

Around them, the external prodigies all felt envy, jealousy, and hatred.

If Jun Xiaoyao were willing, wouldn't every man in the Vast Heaven Immortal Realm be single?

Because every woman had been drawn to Jun Xiaoyao.

"Hehe, little brother, when I meet you in person later, I'll definitely cultivate with you," Yan Rumeng smiled sweetly, tossing him a seductive glance.

Then she swayed her slender waist, her graceful figure vanishing like a wisp of green smoke.

"Damn it, this licentious woman!"

Jun Mulan, Jun Xuehuang, and the other three women gritted their teeth, faces filled with fury and hostility.

But Jun Xiaoyao's gaze was deep and thoughtful.

"Could it… be her?"

Jun Xiaoyao had a faint suspicion.

He shook his head slightly, setting the matter aside for now.

"Ah, what a loss," Jun Xiaoyao sighed, wiping away the lip print on his cheek.

Boys out in the world must protect themselves too.

One slip, and women will molest you.

Perhaps this is the pain of being too handsome.

Jun Xiaoyao sighed—if possible, he'd rather give up this beauty and be an ordinary, unremarkable man.

Yet hearing Jun Xiaoyao say "what a loss," the surrounding male prodigies wanted to curse.

This was truly: the drought-stricken died of thirst, the flooded drowned.

Even if they had one percent of Jun Xiaoyao's looks, they wouldn't be left without any beauties eyeing them.

"Damn it, that Divine Lady of the Spirit God Palace is shameless!" Jun Mulan's fiery temper flared.

"That's not her," Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Huh? Then who is she…" Jun Mulan froze.

They had been watching from afar and hadn't observed as closely as Jun Xiaoyao had.

"Never mind, ignore it for now—we still have other matters to attend to," Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand.

His attention returned to the Remnant Immortal Blood.

Delaying would invite trouble; Jun Xiaoyao didn't hesitate and struck again to suppress the Remnant Immortal Blood.

Soon after, he finally subdued the Remnant Immortal Blood.

Thus, all the opportunities within the Immortal Ancient Dao Lake fell into Jun Xiaoyao's hands.

The other external prodigies and Immortal Ancient beings gained nothing.

Worse still, they became bitter lemons, their hearts sour with envy.

"I've had enough—I'll never dare to be in the same place as the Jun Clan's Divine Son again."

"Being with the Jun Clan's Divine Son makes me feel not just useless, but ugly too."

All the prodigies around were terrified.

As for the Immortal Ancient beings who had once been arrogant and defiant, they now looked at Jun Xiaoyao with fear.

No external prodigy had ever dared to provoke the Immortal Ancient races so brazenly.

Jun Xiaoyao was the first.

After securing all the opportunities of the Immortal Ancient Dao Lake, Jun Xiaoyao began planning his next move.

At that moment, Long Ji, who had remained nearby without leaving, spoke up.

"Um… there's something…" Long Ji hesitated, her words trailing off.

"Hmm?" Jun Xiaoyao turned to Long Ji.

"That dragon corpse… I need it very much," Long Ji took a deep breath, her bosom rising and falling.

If she hadn't been desperate, Long Ji would never have lowered herself to ask.

But she truly needed this dragon corpse.

Because Long Ji must kill Ao Luan herself.

And Ao Luan's cousin was Ao Guang, one of the Four Young Sovereigns of the Dragon Race.

Killing Ao Luan would surely make Ao Guang her mortal enemy.

Though Long Ji was currently strong, facing Ao Guang would be difficult.

If she could assimilate this dragon corpse infused with Yinglong blood, her strength would surge dramatically.

Combined with her ancient prodigy foundation, which was already deeply accumulated, she might even break through directly to the Heavenly God Realm.

Hearing Long Ji's words, Jun Mulan and the others were stunned.

Long Ji was a prodigy from the Ancestral Dragon Nest—now she was asking Jun Xiaoyao for the dragon corpse?

This was utterly unbelievable.

Jun Mulan and the others nearly thought Long Ji had lost her mind.

Jun Xiaoyao wasn't surprised inside, but outwardly he said coolly: "Princess Long Ji, do you think I'm a fool?"

Long Ji fell silent, then shook her head.

"Then are you the fool?" Jun Xiaoyao asked next.

Long Ji fell silent again, then gave a slight shake of her head.

"How naive must you be to think I'd give you the dragon corpse without conditions?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

This was indeed ridiculous.

Though Jun Xiaoyao didn't particularly need the dragon corpse, he certainly wouldn't just hand it over to Long Ji.

He wasn't a charity donor.

Besides, Long Ji was still from the opposing faction.

"By the way, haven't you always wanted to settle our grudge? Now I'm giving you the chance—attack," Jun Xiaoyao said coolly, arms crossed behind his back.

Long Ji's beautiful eyes flickered with a glimmer, then she shook her head again.

"I am not your match, not yet."

Long Ji had finally accepted reality.

She had once been proud and of exalted status, regarding no one as worthy.

But after spending time with Jun Xiaoyao, she realized that her status meant nothing before him.

Long Ji wasn't foolish—she wouldn't deliberately seek humiliation.

"It seems you've finally understood," Jun Xiaoyao said.

He glanced at Long Ji, then changed tone: "You want the dragon corpse? It's not impossible—but I have one condition."

Long Ji's eyes instantly lit up.

"Say it," Long Ji said eagerly.

After all, she'd already lost all dignity before Jun Xiaoyao—what was one more "master"?

"Simple—I currently don't have a mount. You're just barely qualified," Jun Xiaoyao said.

These words sent a thunderclap through Long Ji's mind—she was stunned speechless.

After a long silence, Long Ji opened her vivid red lips in shock: "You want to ride me?"