Chapter 63: The Tragic Xiao Chen, Wu Mingyue

Hearing Jun Xiaoyao’s words, Long Bichi’s face turned ashen, trembling with rage.

She was, after all, a dragon princess of the Azure Dragon line of the Ancestral Dragon Nest, her status and rank exalted—who had ever spoken to her this way?

Had it been anyone else, Long Bichi would have already lashed out with her whip.

But now, gazing at that peerless figure shrouded in celestial light, Long Bichi felt profound wariness, even a trace of…

Fear!

Yes, even she could not imagine she would falter before even fighting.

“Hmm?”

Seeing Long Bichi’s silence, Jun Xiaoyao furrowed his brows slightly.

He told her to leave—not out of mercy, but because he had more important matters to attend to, and simply didn’t bother with her.

But since Long Bichi refused to go, Jun Xiaoyao could only make things inconvenient for her.

He formed the Emperor’s Seal hand gesture and struck directly.

In an instant, magical power surged violently; the seal erupted, shaking heaven and earth, cracking the ground open.

Long Bichi’s face changed instantly; she rushed to block the attack.

BOOM!

PUFF!

Long Bichi’s face turned pale as she spat a gout of blood, her entire body flung backward, crashing into the mountainside, fissures spreading around her impact point.

“Ungrateful,” Jun Xiaoyao said coldly.

Long Bichi coughed blood continuously, her eyes filled with panic.

She couldn’t even withstand Jun Xiaoyao’s single strike!

“Go!”

Her slender body trembled with cold; she dared not linger another moment.

She was certain—if she delayed any longer, she would never escape the Yuan Tian Secret Repository.

Though she carried some protective artifacts, and had a guardian Elder outside,

Long Bichi still felt no sense of security.

Anyone standing against Jun Xiaoyao would feel no security!

Without hesitation, Long Bichi turned and fled, cursing her parents for not giving her two extra legs.

The Ancestral Dragon Nest’s dragon princess, reduced to this state—if word got out, countless others would be stunned.

Seeing Long Bichi depart, Wu Mingyue and Xiao Chen’s hearts sank.

They knew Jun Xiaoyao didn’t care about Long Bichi—he was targeting them.

“Jun Clan’s Divine Son, what do you intend?” Wu Mingyue stepped forward, shielding Xiao Chen, her voice tinged with tension.

She was the eldest princess of the Immortal Divine Dynasty; even with her face veiled and identity concealed, that innate nobility from her bones could not be erased.

Yet before Jun Xiaoyao, Wu Mingyue could not summon even a shred of pride.

It felt as if a mortal woman had encountered a true immortal.

“What do you intend?” Jun Xiaoyao tilted his head slightly, studying Wu Mingyue with interest.

That gaze did not seem to be looking at a woman.

Rather, it resembled…

A tool?

Under Jun Xiaoyao’s piercing gaze, Wu Mingyue felt as if every inch of her had been laid bare.

“Jun Clan’s Divine Son… is terrifying…” Wu Mingyue’s heart chilled slightly.

“Remove your veil. I dislike anyone concealing themselves before me.” Jun Xiaoyao’s tone was icy.

Pure command.

“You…”

Wu Mingyue, after all, was the Divine Dynasty’s eldest princess—she still had her limits.

Jun Xiaoyao’s tone and attitude treated her like a servant.

“What? Do you want me to do it myself? Then it won’t be as simple as removing a veil.” Jun Xiaoyao said coldly.

Wu Mingyue bit her lip, recalling how Long Bichi had been blasted away in one strike.

Though powerful, she was no stronger than Long Bichi.

Thinking of this, Wu Mingyue swallowed her humiliation, raised her jade hand, and lifted the veil herself.

Instantly, a face of breathtaking beauty appeared before Jun Xiaoyao.

Eyes like autumn waters, brows like ink-painted strokes, skin like congealed fat, teeth like polished pearls.

A woman of peerless grace and splendor.

Jun Xiaoyao’s expression remained unchanged; he said coolly, “So you’re a great beauty. No wonder you’ve bewitched this little Xiao Chen.”

“Jun Clan’s Divine Son, don’t insult me. Xiao Chen doesn’t treat me well because of my looks,” Wu Mingyue replied coldly.

She would not allow anyone to desecrate her feelings.

“Oh?” Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly, stepping forward slowly.

Though he released no aura, his innate, supreme demeanor made Wu Mingyue feel as if she could barely breathe.

Jun Xiaoyao walked right up to Wu Mingyue and lifted his hand, gripping her jade-like chin.

“Xiao Chen merely covets your body—and seeks to use your influence behind you to strike against me.”

“Jun Xiaoyao, shut up!”

Hearing Jun Xiaoyao’s words, Xiao Chen roared, his gaze flickering guiltily.

He truly loved Wu Mingyue.

But he also harbored ulterior motives.

And those motives had just been exposed by Jun Xiaoyao.

“Noisy!”

Jun Xiaoyao slapped him, sending Xiao Chen crashing to the ground again, coughing blood uncontrollably, utterly powerless to resist.

“Jun Xiaoyao, stop!”

Wu Mingyue’s face turned pale; she was held by the chin, unable to break free.

Xiao Chen lay bleeding, watching Jun Xiaoyao desecrate his goddess, eyes blazing with fury, his organs burning!

Xiao Chen had never touched Wu Mingyue’s finger.

Though he longed to, he knew she was the Divine Dynasty’s eldest princess—not a woman to be taken lightly—and so he restrained himself.

Now, Jun Xiaoyao gripped her chin, wearing a mocking expression—as if admiring a rare artifact.

Any man would find this unbearable.

“Ancestor, please intervene—kill Jun Xiaoyao!”

Xiao Chen screamed silently in his heart.

Yet Qinglong Shiren gave no response, as if swallowed by the sea, sealed off completely.

Ridiculous!

How could Qinglong Shiren dare appear?

If Jun Clan elders discovered him, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Even as a quasi-Supreme Primordial Spirit, he’d likely be thrown into the Soul-Refining Tower—alive, yet wishing for death.

Seeing Qinglong Shiren’s silence, Xiao Chen grew even more frantic and furious.

Jun Xiaoyao looked at Xiao Chen and sighed, “Xiao Chen, I sincerely thank you. First, you gave me my fiancée’s dragon qi; now, you’ve given me this beauty and five dragon bones.”

“I truly don’t know how to repay you.”

Jun Xiaoyao meant it sincerely.

He even felt reluctant to kill Xiao Chen.

“Jun Xiaoyao… you… you…” Xiao Chen turned green with rage, trembling violently.

As if stripped naked in winter and thrown into a ten-thousand-year ice spring—cold to his very bones.

“Aaaahhhhh…”

Xiao Chen raged impotently, howling at the heavens, blood rushing to his head, fainting once more from fury.

“Xiao Chen!”

Wu Mingyue broke free from Jun Xiaoyao and rushed to check on Xiao Chen.

Finding he still lived, she exhaled a faint sigh of relief.

But her expression remained grim.

“Jun Clan’s Divine Son, what do you truly want? If you desire the dragon bones, take them.” Wu Mingyue’s jade face tightened.

“If I’m not mistaken, you are Wu Mingyue, eldest princess of the Panwu Divine Dynasty,” Jun Xiaoyao said calmly, hands behind his back.

“Correct.”

At this point, there was no point hiding—Wu Mingyue admitted it outright.

In her view, revealing her identity might make Jun Xiaoyao hesitate.

Yet Jun Xiaoyao’s expression didn’t change at all.

As if, to him, the title of Panwu Divine Dynasty’s eldest princess meant nothing.

“You’ve seen Xiao Chen’s hatred toward me. Do you object if I kill him?” Jun Xiaoyao’s tone turned icy.

"No, you can't kill him!" Wu Mingyue's face instantly changed.

Jun Xiaoyao ignored Wu Mingyue and reached out, grasping toward Xiao Chen.

Wu Mingyue erupted with magic power and divine energy, trying to block him.

"You dare protect him? What kind of divine dynasty's eldest princess? Kneel before this Divine Heir!"

Jun Xiaoyao's golden spiritual sea churned with waves; seven hundred million jin of divine power surged forth, like an ancient divine elephant crushing down!

With a wet crunch, Wu Mingyue was blasted to her knees, blood speckling her lips, staining her silk robes with a hauntingly beautiful crimson.

The eldest princess of an immortal divine dynasty now knelt directly before Jun Xiaoyao!

Like an ordinary mortal woman, kneeling before a celestial immortal!