Chapter 4468

The people present were still immersed in the shock brought by Zhan Muyu.

However, Yuhuoyan's actions still left them stunned.

Then they followed their gaze.

When they saw the figures passing through the void.

Their expressions likewise froze.

"He is the pride of the Yun clan!"

"Is the one leading him the rumored Young Master Jun Xiaoyao?"

"I have long heard his name; today I finally get to see the true person!"

"Indeed, he transcends the mundane!"

The gazes of those present all turned toward him.

The male cultivators were all shocked and curious, while the female cultivators fixed their eyes firmly on Jun Xiaoyao.

As if they wanted to deeply imprint his appearance in their hearts, to savor it slowly later.

The entire heaven and earth became noisy because of Jun Xiaoyao's arrival.

Most of the natives of Jiuxiao Tianhe had never heard of Jun Xiaoyao's name.

But most of those present were trial-takers from the vast wilderness.

They had long developed calluses on their ears from hearing Jun Xiaoyao's various deeds.

Now seeing him for the first time, they were naturally curious.

And what surprised them even more was Yuhuoyan's attitude.

But seeing Yuhuoyan, she actively went forward and came before Jun Xiaoyao.

On her delicate beautiful face, a charming and moving smile appeared.

As long as one pays a little attention.

One can see that this smile is completely different from the polite smile she had when facing Zhan Muyu; it comes from the heart.

She is truly happy to meet Jun Xiaoyao here.

"Yuhuoyan did not expect to still be able to see Young Master Jun here."

When Jun Xiaoyao saw Yuhuoyan, he was also slightly stunned, and then said.

"I also did not expect to see Miss Yuhuoyan here."

"Yes, Jiuxiao Tianhe is so vast."

"Yet we are able to meet here."

"Does this not represent that Yuhuoyan and Young Master Jun have an extraordinary affinity?"

Yuhuoyan's voice was soft and alluring, she blinked her eyes, and her autumn waves rippled.

She was naturally extremely beautiful and alluring.

At this moment, her proactive attitude, along with her seductive and ambiguous words.

Would be unbearable for any man.

By Jun Xiaoyao's side, Yun Huaxin's eyebrows slightly furrowed.

The "green tea" aura on Yuhuoyan's body was so strong it was about to overflow.

As fellow women, their sensitivity let Yun Huaxin understand.

Another woman lusting after Jun Xiaoyao.

"Heh... perhaps it is fate."

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

With his experience of wandering among myriad flowers, his heart naturally had no ripple.

Moreover, he had previously felt that this Yuhuoyan was not ordinary, somewhat unusual.

Although she concealed it extremely well, even he could not detect it at once.

But obviously, Yuhuoyan is certainly not an ordinary character.

Seeing Yuhuoyan chatting so familiarly with Jun Xiaoyao.

That kind of enthusiasm and initiative is something anyone can see.

Many people were not too surprised.

After all, previously at the Fengyue Banquet of the Yichang clan.

This Imperial Princess Yuhuoyan had already shown interest in Jun Xiaoyao.

On the other side, Zhan Muyu's expression solidified, somewhat stiff and ugly.

Although his earlier move was mainly to obtain the Primordial Origin of the Vast Wasteland.

But it was also not without the intention of showing off before a beautiful woman to gain attention.

But now?

When Jun Xiaoyao arrived, Yuhuoyan actively and enthusiastically went forward to meet him.

Leaving him alone here, posing in front of the air.

Like a clown.

"Jun Xiaoyao..."

Zhan Muyu's gaze fixed on Jun Xiaoyao.

He had no good feeling toward Jun Xiaoyao at all.

Previously, Jun Xiaoyao had also had multiple conflicts with the Zhan clan.

Such as Zhan Lingxiao, Zhan Wujian, and others.

However, seeing Yu Feiyan and Jun Xiaoyao being so close.

Zhan Muye at most just felt a bit displeased inside.

However, among the crowd.

Lin Ming saw this scene, his whole body froze in place.

As if struck by lightning.

His eyes fixed on Yu Feiyan, who at this moment had a smiling face like a flower, carrying a charming and alluring smile.

That enthusiasm did not seem feigned.

Unlike his previous attitude toward Zhan Muye, which was worlds apart.

"How could it be, that man is..."

Lin Ming's gaze then turned toward Jun Xiaoyao.

Actually, after coming out of the Netherworld Cave.

Lin Ming had also heard news of Jun Xiaoyao, knowing he was quite famous.

But he had no connection whatsoever with him.

Now, seeing Yu Feiyan's attitude and chatting with Jun Xiaoyao.

Lin Ming felt a sharp, needle-like pain in his heart.

"No, she is not necessarily Hongzhuang either."

"And even if there really is a connection, perhaps this is also her performance, out of necessity."

Lin Ming consoled himself.

As a lickspittle of Qin Hongzhuang, he naturally would come up with many reasons.

For example, Jun Xiaoyao's status and position are very high, his strength very strong.

So she had no choice but needed to find a powerful backer to rely on.

No matter how many mistakes, his goddess could not possibly be wrong!

"If speaking of status, I am likewise a heaven's chosen son of the Nine Nether Divine Palace."

"Speaking of strength, I am absolutely not inferior to anyone."

Lin Ming clenched his fists tightly.

Originally, he did not plan to make a move at the Primordial Creation Stele.

But now, seeing Yu Feiyan's attitude toward Jun Xiaoyao, he felt extremely displeased inside!

He wanted Yu Feiyan to know.

Those with strength and status are not only Jun Xiaoyao!

Meanwhile, on this side, while Jun Xiaoyao was casually chatting with Yu Feiyan.

As if he sensed a certain furtive gaze.

He subconsciously glanced toward a certain place.

Yu Feiyan also noticed, her eyes flickering unconsciously.

"Young Master Jun, what's wrong?" she asked.

"Nothing, I feel as if I have again attracted someone's jealousy and hatred." Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.

"Young Master Jun, being so extraordinary and transcendent, peerless and unmatched, being envied is also normal." Yu Feiyan smiled faintly.

"I think, however, it is because of Miss Yu." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Upon hearing this, Yu Feiyan's expression did not change, she still smiled, but deep down she was startled.

Could Jun Xiaoyao have guessed something?

Yu Feiyan then shifted the topic: "Young Master Jun, do you also want to try the Primordial Creation Stele?"

"Let me have a look."

Jun Xiaoyao said casually.

Immediately, his gaze swept over the Primordial Creation Stele.

Indeed, it was shrouded in an extraordinary aura.

"This stele appears to be a world-suppressing treasure condensed from this Primordial Realm."

"It indeed contains an extremely vast and boundless primordial source aura."

Jun Xiaoyao's gaze was deep.

Generally, such world-suppressing objects inherently carry the order of heaven and earth.

So the trial is also not simple.

Of course, Jun Xiaoyao naturally would not be satisfied with only obtaining part of the vast primordial source.

Even if he does not use it himself, he still wants to enhance the strength of the Yun clan people around him.

Just then.

A cold snort sounded.

"Jun Xiaoyao, hearing about you is not as good as seeing you, why don't you come and try?"

Jun Xiaoyao glanced lightly toward the source of the voice.

The speaker, naturally, was Zhan Muye.

His eyes carried a hint of provocation.

Although Jun Xiaoyao's fame is widespread.

But as fellow heaven's chosen sons, Zhan Muye could not possibly yield easily.

On the contrary, he wanted to know whether Jun Xiaoyao could surpass him.

Even if he were ranked above him, how great could the difference be?

Jun Xiaoyao paid no attention.

And just as he was preparing to give it a try.

Suddenly, from within the dense crowd below.

A black-robed figure rose into the air, appearing in the void in an instant.

It was naturally Lin Ming.

He wore a hood, concealing his form, and emitted no special aura from his body.

"Huh, who is this person, so clueless as to dare to act before Young Master Jun?"

Seeing this, the surrounding crowd also showed surprise and bewilderment.

Does this seemingly ordinary black-robed man perhaps lack tact?