Chapter 64: No One Compares in Background, the Princess Submits, a New Scheme

This scene was not seen by the outside world.

But it’s easy to imagine that if it leaked out, it would leave a group of people speechless.

Wu Mingyue could be said to be among the most exalted figures of her generation in the Huangtian Immortal Realm.

Wherever she went, she was surrounded by adoring followers.

A single word from her could bring about the downfall of a top-tier Daoist sect.

And now, this immensely noble, lofty Princess of the Divine Dynasty, was spitting blood from her lips, kneeling before Jun Xiaoyao.

This scene was unimaginable!

“Jun Xiaoyao!”

Wu Mingyue struggled, unleashing the power of her spiritual sea, but was utterly suppressed by Jun Xiaoyao, unable to rise.

That golden ancient divine elephant phantom seemed capable of suppressing all realms and heavens, crushing the cosmos beneath its feet!

And Jun Xiaoyao, standing with his hands behind his back within the phantom, looked like a god ruling over heaven and earth!

A sense of humiliation and despair spread through Wu Mingyue’s heart.

She never imagined she would ever be reduced to such a humiliating, wretched state.

“Wu Mingyue, don’t try to pressure me with your status as Princess of the Divine Dynasty.”

“Others might fear it, but for this Divine Son? Hah…”

Jun Xiaoyao said no more.

But that single “hah” conveyed utter contempt with perfect clarity!

In terms of background and status, Jun Xiaoyao had never feared anyone.

His paternal clan: the Ancient Jun Family!

His maternal clan: the Ancient Jiang Family!

The young master jointly revered by two ancient clans—tell me, who else?

Wu Mingyue clenched her teeth, biting her red lips.

She never imagined Jun Xiaoyao felt no fear of the Panwu Divine Dynasty.

Nor did he care that she was a woman of unparalleled beauty.

To Jun Xiaoyao, Wu Mingyue seemed no different from a country girl.

Thinking of this, Wu Mingyue felt a wave of helplessness.

She had no right to negotiate or bargain with Jun Xiaoyao.

Wu Mingyue took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down, and spoke in a level tone: “Jun Xiaoyao, just say it—what must I do for you to spare Xiao Chen?”

“Oh, you really want to protect him?” Jun Xiaoyao lightly raised an eyebrow.

Though he feigned surprise, inwardly he sneered.

As expected, Wu Mingyue had stepped right into the trap he had laid.

“State your terms,” Wu Mingyue said coldly.

“To be honest, this Divine Son has a kind nature and treats others with generosity—I’m certainly no demon. To spare Xiao Chen isn’t impossible.” Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

Upon hearing this, Wu Mingyue froze in surprise.

Kind nature?

Generous treatment?

Looking at Xiao Chen, lying in a pool of blood, pitiful and broken, Wu Mingyue gritted her teeth, wanting to bite Jun Xiaoyao’s flesh off!

“Just state your terms—no need for roundabout words,” Wu Mingyue said frostily.

Jun Xiaoyao’s gaze swept lightly over Wu Mingyue’s slender frame.

Her white silk robe clung to her delicate, graceful curves.

Unlike Jiang Luoli’s short-legged, flat figure, Wu Mingyue’s body was perfectly proportioned, with even muscle and bone.

Paired with her snow-white, exquisite face, she was truly worthy of her status as Divine Dynasty Princess.

Jun Xiaoyao’s gaze made Wu Mingyue’s fair skin break out in goosebumps; she instinctively crossed her arms over her chest, frowning: “Jun Xiaoyao, don’t you dare propose anything outrageous—I won’t agree.”

“Hah, why are all you princesses and imperial daughters so self-absorbed?”

“Do you think I need your body?” Jun Xiaoyao shook his head.

The former imperial princess of the Zhuque Ancient Kingdom, Bai Yuer, was the same. This Divine Dynasty princess is the same.

They’ve truly been spoiled rotten in the palace.

Hearing Jun Xiaoyao’s words, Wu Mingyue’s expression turned slightly uneasy.

Indeed, given Jun Xiaoyao’s appearance and status, even the heavenly daughters of immortal sects would gladly marry him.

“I have only one condition: open your divine palace, and let me plant the slave seal,” Jun Xiaoyao said coldly.

Without consent, planting a slave seal was nearly impossible.

Jun Xiaoyao’s words made Wu Mingyue’s body tremble, her face turning pale.

Plant a slave seal?

Wu Mingyue couldn’t believe it.

Jun Xiaoyao actually wanted to enslave her?

“Jun Xiaoyao, your demand is outrageous!” Wu Mingyue’s face turned from pale to green, clearly furious.

She was a princess of an immortal divine dynasty—how could she be enslaved by another?

If this leaked out, it would be a massive scandal, and the entire Panwu Divine Dynasty would lose all face.

“Do you think you still have the right to bargain with me?” Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand again and slammed a palm toward the unconscious Xiao Chen!

“Stop!” Wu Mingyue cried out, trembling.

Jun Xiaoyao halted his action and looked at her.

Wu Mingyue struggled internally, then seemed to recall something—her chest rose and fell as she said: “Fine, I agree.”

Jun Xiaoyao’s lips curled with coldness: “Wu Mingyue, if you try any tricks, I’ll kill Xiao Chen instantly.”

He could see clearly—her quick agreement meant she had a plan.

As a princess, her divine palace must have protective safeguards.

Jun Xiaoyao’s words exposed her thoughts outright.

Her face turned as white as paper, her eyes trembling.

This Jun Xiaoyao was nothing short of a demon!

After extreme inner struggle, Wu Mingyue finally submitted.

She couldn’t bear to watch Xiao Chen die at Jun Xiaoyao’s hands.

“Jun Xiaoyao, I’ll open my divine palace—but you must swear by your Dao heart to spare Xiao Chen’s life,” Wu Mingyue said firmly.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled and said: “I swear by my Dao heart—if I break this vow, my Dao heart will shatter, and heaven and earth will jointly punish me.”

Swearing by the Dao heart was an extremely severe oath.

Breaking it would bring dire consequences.

But for Jun Xiaoyao, such a Dao heart oath meant nothing.

With his system’s aid, he was destined to rise and dominate this era.

Soon, even heaven itself would be crushed beneath his feet.

“Heaven and earth jointly punish me”? How laughable!

But Wu Mingyue, unaware of Jun Xiaoyao’s true power, saw his oath and opened her divine palace.

“Ah, such deep devotion—it even moves this Divine Son,” Jun Xiaoyao sighed, then without hesitation planted the slave seal within Wu Mingyue’s divine palace.

Thus, Wu Mingyue became Jun Xiaoyao’s slave.

“Jun Xiaoyao, you have the face of a celestial immortal but the heart of a demon,” Wu Mingyue said, trembling with rage.

“Mind your current status and attitude!” Jun Xiaoyao’s gaze turned cold as he subtly activated the slave seal.

Wu Mingyue’s face turned pale, her head splitting with pain; she collapsed to her knees, her body shaking.

Intense humiliation flooded her heart.

Jun Xiaoyao’s expression remained indifferent as he waved his hand and collected the five dragon bones into his possession.

He glanced at the unconscious Xiao Chen, then at Wu Mingyue’s face, etched with humiliation—and a faint, enigmatic smile touched his lips.

A new scheme had been laid.

And at its center was Wu Mingyue.

The target? The Panwu Divine Dynasty!

“They say women in love lose their minds—Wu Mingyue is the perfect example.”

“For a doomed insect, she willingly submits to enslavement.”

“But that’s fine—it suits me perfectly. Now I can plan against the Panwu Divine Dynasty.”

Jun Xiaoyao smiled, everything under his control.

“By the way, it’s time to harvest another piece of green onion—Ji Xuan…”