Chapter 97: The guide girl Qin Xuan, above the imperial city, at the peak of the Forbidden City—this is something to look forward to

Just as the entire Immortal Domain was in a state of upheaval.

Jun Xiaoyao, located at the center of the storm's eye, was about to arrive at the imperial capital of the Panwu Divine Dynasty.

He had passed through several teleportation arrays along the way and reached the Panwu Daozhou.

And the imperial capital of the Panwu Divine Dynasty was located in the central region of the Panwu Daozhou.

There was still half a month left, enough for Jun Xiaoyao's subsequent arrangements.

At this moment, from outside the chariot, came the voice of the Nine-Headed Lion.

"Master, ahead lies the imperial capital of the Panwu Divine Dynasty."

Upon hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao lifted the curtain to take a look.

Ahead, a majestic and immense city stood tall upon the earth.

The entire city was vast and boundless, its walls stretching left and right into the infinite distance like the Great Wall.

Within the imperial capital, there were pavilions and towers, bustling streets, and surging crowds of people.

In the sky, many floating islands were suspended, with palaces scattered upon them, resembling divine palaces and immortal towers.

"This Panwu Divine Dynasty is worthy of being an Immortal Divine Dynasty; it does have quite an atmosphere," Jun Xiaoyao observed.

Immortal lineages are transcendent and supreme, the behemoths of the Immortal Domain; none of them are simple.

It is precisely because of this that although the Jun Clan and the Ancestral Zu Zu Long Chao have deep-seated hatred, they have never ignited an Immortal War.

Because both sides know that wanting to completely eradicate an Immortal force is not such a simple matter.

Of course, strictly speaking, it is the Ancestral Zu Zu Long Chao that is more wary of the Jun Clan.

And the Panwu Divine Dynasty, as the lineage founded by the Great Emperor Panwu back then, although not as prosperous as in its peak period, has not fallen much either.

Jun Xiaoyao's figure descended from the sky, and the Nine-Headed Lion broke free from the reins, following Jun Xiaoyao.

"Dog Life, isn't it too conspicuous for you to be like this?" Jun Xiaoyao said, glancing sideways.

The Nine-Headed Lion's entire body looked as if it were cast from gold, emitting a golden light so dazzling it made people unable to open their eyes; it was too eye-catching.

Jun Xiaoyao did not want to turn himself into a monkey in a zoo, being surrounded and watched by others.

Moreover, some of the things he needed to handle were not convenient to be too high-profile.

"Master, can you not call me by my original name?" the Nine-Headed Lion muttered in a low voice, feeling dejected.

Afterwards, its figure suddenly shrank, and finally, under Jun Xiaoyao's gaze, it turned into a...

Uh... Shiba Inu.

That's right, in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, it was no different from a Shiba Inu.

It was just that this was a nine-headed Shiba Inu, looking a bit strange and comical.

"Is this considered a walking meme? Fine, whatever," Jun Xiaoyao sighed lightly.

At least the nine-headed Shiba Inu was not so high-profile anymore.

Jun Xiaoyao walked with his hands behind his back, as if strolling in a courtyard, entering the imperial capital through the city gate.

The divine dynasty soldiers guarding the gate, seeing Jun Xiaoyao, all revealed looks of shock and suspicion, not daring to block him.

Because Jun Xiaoyao's temperament was truly too transcendent.

Divine light faintly shimmered around his body, shrouded in immortal radiance, and his entire being was permeated with a sense of immortal charm and Dao intent.

This was naturally attributed to the Great Luo Immortal Bone he had refined.

Jun Xiaoyao's appearance was also shrouded in immortal radiance, making it impossible for people to see him clearly.

Just like that, without any obstruction, Jun Xiaoyao entered the imperial capital.

After Jun Xiaoyao had left, a young guard asked in confusion: "Captain, why didn't we stop that person to check his identity? The higher-ups have regulations that all cultivators entering the city must be checked."

"You greenhorn, is that kind of person someone you can just stop and check? He might be a prodigy from some Immortal lineage, whose status is no lower than the Eldest Princess!" the captain glared and said.

"Oh, I see." The young guard nodded repeatedly, feeling a lingering fear in his heart.

After Jun Xiaoyao entered the imperial capital, he also attracted quite a few gazes.

Although his appearance was obscured by a faint mist, that temperament could not be concealed.

Many young girls and female cultivators from major forces couldn't help but steal glances at Jun Xiaoyao.

In the entire Desolate Heaven Immortal Domain, although many people knew the name of Jun Xiaoyao.

But very few had actually seen him.

Plus, there were many disciples of Immortal lineages who possessed King Bodies, Divine Bodies, etc., and all had mist-like auras shrouding them.

It couldn't be that everyone shrouded in immortal light was Jun Xiaoyao, right?

Therefore, no one saw through him.

At this moment, a young girl dressed in a simple cyan cloth dress hesitated, but finally gritted her teeth and walked up, biting the bullet.

"Young Master, this is your first time in the divine dynasty's imperial capital, right? Qin Xuan can guide you and help you understand various situations."

The girl named Qin Xuan felt uneasy in her expression.

She had guided many disciples from major forces, but this was her first time encountering such a mysterious and transcendent existence as Jun Xiaoyao.

The other female cultivators only dared to watch from afar, not having the courage to approach.

"Oh?" Jun Xiaoyao's gaze fell on Qin Xuan, and he raised an eyebrow slightly.

Qin Xuan was only fifteen or sixteen years old, yet her cultivation had actually reached the Great Perfection of the Shenqiao Realm.

He noticed this point but didn't say anything.

"Fine, then you lead the way." Jun Xiaoyao casually took out a piece of Supreme-grade Divine Source.

A group of passersby around were stunned.

"Holy crap, that's a Supreme-grade Divine Source! Is that young master too rich?"

"He must be a descendant of some Immortal force. Sigh, I really envy that girl!"

Many exclamations rang out all around, and many female cultivators bit their lips and stomped their feet, secretly cursing themselves for missing the opportunity.

Qin Xuan's small mouth was slightly agape, looking somewhat flattered.

Jun Xiaoyao's expression was very calm.

Because Supreme-grade Divine Sources were already the most common currency on him.

"Young Master, let me tell you about the recent news. In a few days, the banquet for the divine dynasty's Eldest Princess to choose a husband will be held."

"And that Champion Marquis will duel the Jun Clan's Divine Son at the peak of the Forbidden City."

"I heard that the Jun Clan's Divine Son is a god-like figure with the posture of being invincible among his peers."

When Qin Xuan spoke of Jun Xiaoyao, her beautiful eyes were filled with longing.

After all, Jun Xiaoyao was already the dream in the hearts of hundreds of millions of girls in the Immortal Domain.

And the Nine-Headed Lion following on the side revealed a strange meaning in its eyes.

If this girl knew that the person beside her was the Jun Clan's Divine Son she admired and longed for, would she be so excited she'd faint?

However, next, when mentioning the Champion Marquis, her emotions were clearly wrong, fluctuating.

It seemed as if there was a sense of hatred within it.

Jun Xiaoyao saw this in his eyes and asked casually: "If the Jun Clan's Divine Son really accepts the challenge, who do you hope will win?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Xuan's eyes revealed bone-deep hatred, and she said without hesitation: "Qin Xuan hopes the Jun Clan's Divine Son can win, and even kill that Champion Marquis!"

A strange look flashed in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, and he said: "At your age, to have the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Shenqiao Realm, your background shouldn't be simple either. How did you end up guiding people?"

Qin Xuan clenched her fists, her voice slightly heavy as she said: "I was originally from the Qintian Hou Fu. My father was the divine dynasty's Qintian Marquis."

"And my mother was a fairly famous beauty in the divine dynasty. Later, she was spotted by the Champion Marquis, who wanted to take her into his harem. My father refused, and then he was killed by him, and my mother also committed suicide for love."

"The entire Hou Fu declined, and I could only wander outside," Qin Xuan whispered, the hatred in her eyes, however, was too thick to be resolved.

"So that's how it is." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

He didn't have too much sympathy, after all, in this world, there were too many people worthy of sympathy.

Jun Xiaoyao was also not the kind of saint who felt pity upon seeing miserable people.

"Sorry, I said so many private matters, it must have displeased you, Young Master," Qin Xuan recovered her emotions and smiled reluctantly.

"Don't you want to take revenge?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.

"Revenge? The Champion Marquis is like a local emperor in the Panwu Divine Dynasty. Who can take revenge on him?" Qin Xuan said with a bitter tone, feeling very powerless.

"Above the imperial city, at the peak of the Forbidden City, when the time comes, perhaps you can look forward to it."

Jun Xiaoyao whispered, walking leisurely in front with his hands behind his back.

Looking at Jun Xiaoyao's back, Qin Xuan was stunned for a moment.

She didn't quite understand what Jun Xiaoyao meant by these words. ===== CHAPTER 98 =====