Chapter 958

After temporarily resolving Su Hongyi's matter, Su Hongyi withdrew.

As for the secrets behind Su Hongyi, there was no rush for the moment.

"Next, it is to wait for the war in the Borderlands to begin, and then investigate the situation of the Immortal Realm's side."

"By the way, there is also Luo Xiangling; it is time to go and see her as well," Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

Too much is as bad as too little.

If he neglected Luo Xiangling for too long, it would instead have the opposite effect.

As long as Jun Xiaoyao stayed in the Exotic Realm, he still needed to hold onto Luo Xiangling's long legs.

Jun Xiaoyao stood up, just as he was about to head to Luo Xiangling's residence.

A flash of inspiration suddenly struck his mind.

A smile appeared on his face.

Afterwards, Jun Xiaoyao pondered slightly, directly took paper and a brush, and doodled on it casually.

Every stroke contained astonishing Dao rhyme.

It could be said that it was very mentally exhausting.

But for Jun Xiaoyao's Primordial Spirit, this bit of mental effort counted for nothing.

After finishing, Jun Xiaoyao stopped writing, looked at it, hesitated slightly, and shook his head slightly.

"It's still missing something."

After speaking, Jun Xiaoyao forced a drop of fresh blood from the corner of his mouth, which fell onto the paper.

"Hmm, this will do." Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

After making preparations, Jun Xiaoyao headed directly to the depths of the Mount Zhanshen Academy, to Luo Xiangling's residence.

In the purple bamboo forest, within the courtyard with a small bridge and flowing water.

Luo Xiangling was in a plain dress, her spring-onion-like jade fingers holding a needle and thread, embroidering.

Suddenly, she felt a slight stinging pain between her fingers.

A bead of blood emerged.

That bead of blood was tinged with a faint blue color.

Looking at the bead of blood, Luo Xiangling was stunned and lost in thought.

"Is my heart a bit chaotic?" Luo Xiangling shook her head slightly.

That embroidery needle was also a Quasi-Emperor Weapon; otherwise, it would be impossible to prick Luo Xiangling.

In fact, Luo Xiangling had never been pricked while embroidering.

This was the first time.

It also represented that her mind had not completely calmed down.

In Luo Xiangling's mind, the scene of Jun Xiaoyao pressing against Tu Shan Wanwan's delicate body and teaching her cultivation suddenly appeared.

For some reason, she always had a feeling of being unable to calm down.

"Oh well, forget it."

Luo Xiangling stopped embroidering.

At this moment, spatial fluctuations arrived.

Luo Xiangling stood up subconsciously, her gaze brightening slightly as she looked over.

However, the eyes that had just brightened instantly dimmed.

The person arriving was a middle-aged man dressed in cyan-gold robes, with a very handsome appearance.

Behind him, he had a pair of sky-cyan wings, with extremely ancient patterns branded upon them.

His aura had also reached the level of a Quasi-Immortal.

"King Fufeng, why have you come?" Luo Xiangling's tone was flat, carrying a trace of distance.

This King Fufeng was also one of the ancient Supremes of the Mount Zhanshen Academy, a Quasi-Immortal powerhouse.

His true form was a Sky-Blue Demon Peng.

The reason Luo Xiangling had a trace of distance in her attitude toward him.

Was because this King Fufeng had thoughts about her and often curried favor.

Luo Xiangling was not very interested in this kind of behavior.

"The recent Dao Discussion Meeting, Elder Luo Wang did not attend; is there something the matter?" King Fufeng smiled slightly.

The ancient Supremes of the Mount Zhanshen Academy had no special tasks or responsibilities.

Apart from guarding the Mount Zhanshen Academy, their only goal was to break through and become a true Immortal King.

And the Dao Discussion Meeting was a gathering where these ancient Supremes exchanged pointers and discussed the Dao on weekdays.

"I just haven't had much interest lately." Luo Xiangling shook her head faintly.

Whether she went or not, what did it have to do with King Fufeng?

It was just that for the sake of their shared status as ancient Supremes of the academy, Luo Xiangling was too lazy to tear off the mask of civility.

"I heard that recently, Elder Luo Wang wanted to take that Chaos Body as a disciple, but was ultimately rejected; that person is truly somewhat blind."

King Fufeng deliberately belittled Jun Xiaoyao, wanting to please Luo Xiangling.

As a result, Luo Xiangling furrowed her brows, her tone slightly cold as she said: "That is his choice; I will not force anyone."

A flash of strange light passed through King Fufeng's eyes.

Luo Xiangling was actually using this attitude toward him for the sake of an insignificant junior.

He added: "I just feel that the kid is somewhat tactless; Elder Luo Wang, you actually still keep him in your courtyard."

This was the point King Fufeng cared about.

After all, a lone man and woman, sharing a courtyard.

Although King Fufeng would not believe that Luo Xiangling would have any relationship with that kid.

But it was still somewhat annoying.

"King Fufeng, do I need your approval to do things?"

Luo Xiangling frowned.

Who was King Fufeng to her?

Why did she need King Fufeng to evaluate her actions?

If there were levels to flirting.

Jun Xiaoyao would definitely be a Glorious King.

And this King Fufeng would be at most a Stubborn Bronze.

Just at this moment, spatial ripples appeared in the distance.

A young master in white came floating over.

"Senior Xiangling, apologies; I originally wanted to return as soon as possible, but I was delayed by some matters."

The person arriving was naturally Jun Xiaoyao.

He saw King Fufeng at a glance, and a flash of strange light passed through his eyes.

Another Quasi-Immortal of the academy.

The foundation of the Mount Zhanshen Academy was much stronger than he had imagined.

Seeing the long-lost white-clad figure arrive, Luo Xiangling felt, for some reason, that her mood had brightened.

Like a sky covered in dark clouds clearing up.

"Is this the Chaos Body that has been causing such a stir in the academy recently?"

King Fufeng also looked at Jun Xiaoyao, his gaze sweeping over like a sharp sword.

Jun Xiaoyao immediately felt a massive pressure pouring down.

He knew.

King Fufeng was nothing more than wanting to press him down and make him embarrass himself.

However, wanting to press Jun Xiaoyao down with just pressure was somewhat wishful thinking.

"King Fufeng, what are you doing?"

How could Luo Xiangling not notice? She raised her eyebrows, waved her hand, and dissolved that pressure.

It was just that her gaze toward King Fufeng became even more indifferent.

"I just wanted to see if this Chaos Body was the real deal." King Fufeng smiled.

With his status and position, he could not lower himself to bicker with Jun Xiaoyao.

In Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, there was a trace of coldness.

He was a person who would repay every grievance.

And Jun Xiaoyao could see that King Fufeng definitely had thoughts about Luo Xiangling.

There would definitely be a conflict between them in the future.

It was just because Jun Xiaoyao's cultivation realm was not high right now that he was not taken seriously by King Fufeng.

"I have matters to attend to; please excuse yourself." Luo Xiangling issued an order to leave.

King Fufeng's gaze narrowed, and then he smiled: "In that case, I won't disturb you."

After speaking, King Fufeng turned and left.

However, an extremely subtle sound transmission poured into Jun Xiaoyao's mind.

"Kid, even if you are a peerless Chaos Body, understand that there are some people you cannot climb high to reach."

Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained unchanged as he watched King Fufeng leave.

"Heh... climb high to reach?"

Jun Xiaoyao sneered secretly.

He did not expect that one day, this term would actually be used on himself.

If the beings of the Immortal Realm knew that with Jun Xiaoyao's status, he still had to climb high to reach others.

They would probably laugh their heads off.

In this world, how many people were qualified to be climbed high to reach by Jun Xiaoyao?

Cold, indifferent light overflowed from Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.

So what if he was a Quasi-Immortal? Jun Xiaoyao was not without means to deal with him.

If he really angered Jun Xiaoyao, he had plenty of ways to kill this King Fufeng!