Chapter 970: Gained the Title of Battle God, Bianhuang Training to Begin, Great Sacrifice Blood Land
The events at Mount Zhan Shen shook all ten states of the Yi Yu region.
Especially after Jun Xiaoyao’s identity as the Six World-Annihilating Kings was exposed.
This also made people recall the dark hexagram phenomenon that had appeared in the sky not long ago.
Only now did they realize, belatedly, that the phenomenon had been caused by Jun Xiaoyao.
Numerous top-tier royal clans, quasi-immortal clans, and even immortal imperial clans sent envoys to the Zhan Shen Academy, eager to meet Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao had truly become a highly sought-after figure.
Because barring unforeseen circumstances, Jun Xiaoyao would inevitably become a World-Annihilating King, with a minimum achievement of Immortal King.
Added to his innate Chaotic Body talent, this was virtually guaranteed.
Any clan that could win Jun Xiaoyao’s allegiance would gain immense benefits.
Even immortal imperial clans would envy him, unable to maintain their aloof superiority.
But Jun Xiaoyao refused to meet any of these envoys.
Inside Jun Xiaoyao’s residence.
Jun Xiaoyao sat across from Luo Xiangling.
Between them sat a go board, with tea set beside it.
The two were playing go and drinking tea.
As for Tu Shan Chunchun and others, they dared not disturb him due to Luo Xiangling’s presence.
After all, to Jun Xiaoyao, Luo Xiangling was just an ordinary woman.
But to everyone else, she was the lofty Luo Wang.
“Xiaoyao, these past days, several immortal imperial clans have wished to visit you, yet you’ve turned them all away.”
“If you’d merely accepted even one, they could help shield you from the pressure of the Mo Jie Imperial Clan.”
Luo Xiangling took a light sip of tea and said.
Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly: “What’s the point of worrying about such trivial matters? The true joy of life is playing go and drinking tea with you, Xiangling.”
Hearing this, Luo Xiangling lowered her eyes, her delicate eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings.
A faint blush spread across her lovely face.
For some reason, she found herself growing more and more shy whenever she was with Jun Xiaoyao.
“Xiaoyao, you’ll grow into a great figure someday—perhaps I’ll be far behind you then.”
To mask her emotions, Luo Xiangling teased.
Yet what she said was indeed true.
Luo Xiangling was now in a bottleneck, struggling to break through into an Immortal King.
But Jun Xiaoyao, with his monstrous talent, was destined to achieve immortality.
“I owe it all to you, Xiangling, for my progress to be so smooth—if I find a way, I’ll make sure you break through to Immortal King.”
As he spoke, Jun Xiaoyao’s hand silently covered Luo Xiangling’s jade-like hand.
Luo Xiangling’s body trembled slightly, yet she did not withdraw her hand.
“Xiaoyao, your heart is enough,” Luo Xiangling whispered, her translucent earlobes turning faintly red.
Jun Xiaoyao’s acting was flawless.
He had maxed out his charm skills.
Yet his words weren’t entirely deceit.
He truly intended to help Luo Xiangling break through to Immortal King.
That way, he would secure a true Immortal King as an ally.
This mattered greatly to Jun Xiaoyao.
It would also make his future dealings in the Yi Yu region far easier.
At that moment, a voice came from outside the door.
“Young Master, Master Mu has arrived.”
Upon hearing this, Luo Xiangling instinctively withdrew her hand, her face tinged with a hint of maidenly embarrassment.
Yet Luo Xiangling’s beauty was peerless—even if her age might qualify her as an “old auntie.”
The delicate shyness she now displayed was extraordinarily alluring.
More intoxicating than a girl just awakening to love.
Master Mu entered and immediately saw Luo Xiangling’s blushing expression.
His heart skipped a beat—he thought he’d arrived at an inopportune time.
“Master Mu, what brings you here?” Jun Xiaoyao asked.
“If all goes as expected, you will receive the true title of Zhan Shen,” Master Mu said.
Jun Xiaoyao was unsurprised.
He had already drawn the Divine Weeping Battle Spear—receiving the Zhan Shen title was only natural.
“However, the Bianhuang Training is about to begin, so your Zhan Shen title ceremony and the banquet may have to wait until your return from Bianhuang,” Master Mu added.
“That’s fine.”
Jun Xiaoyao didn’t mind.
He wasn’t particularly interested in the so-called Zhan Shen title.
He only needed the title to facilitate his movements in the Yi Yu region.
“The Academy’s elders are eagerly awaiting your performance in Bianhuang—after all, a titleholder of Zhan Shen cannot perform poorly, or he’ll invite criticism,” Master Mu said tactfully.
“Master Mu need not worry—I know my limits,” Jun Xiaoyao replied.
“Still, you must be cautious on this Bianhuang journey.”
“The Nine Heavens Immortal Academy has sent out several top disciples, and I’ve received word that even the Immortal Realm has dispatched a seed-level Chaotic Body,” Master Mu’s tone grew grave.
Who could have imagined that this lifetime would produce two Chaotic Bodies?
Jun Xiaoyao smiled inwardly.
He wasn’t a Chaotic Body—he was merely a Chaotic Blue Lotus Body, nearly identical to one.
As for the Chaotic Body from the Immortal Realm, he was curious—how would they compare in strength?
“By the way, there’s another crucial matter: an ancient relic left behind by our realm’s Immortals in Bianhuang has become unstable.”
“That relic is called the Great Sacrifice Blood Land, tied to a forbidden Immortal—you must be cautious,” Master Mu said.
“I understand,” Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.
Great Sacrifice Blood Land—the name alone suggested it held secrets.
And since it involved a forbidden Immortal, Jun Xiaoyao suspected he would uncover something major there.
After finishing his report, Master Mu departed.
In Luo Xiangling’s watery eyes, a flicker of concern arose.
“Xiaoyao, Bianhuang is no safe place—even if I accompany you, I may not be able to protect you,” Luo Xiangling worried.
The Bianhuang battlefield was a vast region of chaotic rules, located at the boundary between the two realms.
And if conflict erupted, it would be soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals.
The Yi Yu region’s quasi-immortals would face off against the Immortal Realm’s quasi-emperors.
Thus, Jun Xiaoyao and the others could rely only on themselves.
“Xiangling, don’t worry—I can’t depend on your protection forever,” Jun Xiaoyao said.
This journey to Bianhuang, he had his own goals.
Having Luo Xiangling accompany him would be inappropriate.
Several days later, Jun Xiaoyao sat in meditation within his residence.
Within his inner universe, countless specks of light continuously converged upon his Seed of Faith.
They were the faith energies of countless enslaved races.
Tuoba Yu, that useful tool, had been diligent.
Yet Jun Xiaoyao had heard no reports of rebellion among the enslaved races.
Presumably, uprisings at that level still couldn’t draw the attention of the Yi Yu region’s high-ranking Qiangzhe .
But that was better—it gave Tuoba Yu ample time to expand wildly.
The only drawback was that the faith energy provided by the enslaved races, though pure, was scarce.
In contrast, the faith energy from the Bingling Royal Clan had gradually become purer over time.
The faith energy of a single powerful being could rival that of thousands upon thousands of enslaved races.
Jun Xiaoyao planned to wait until his influence reached its peak before having the Bingling Royal Clan spread their teachings to other royal clans.
Then, the faith energy he received would surge explosively.
He no longer focused on the Seed of Faith, merely waiting for it to sprout.
Additionally, the Heavenly Immortal Tree had borne fruit.
Each human-shaped Heavenly Immortal Fruit was crystal-clear, like a ginseng fruit, imbued with law fragments.
“Next, I must break through to Supreme Sovereign—beyond personal insight, I need more law fragments to assist,” Jun Xiaoyao mused.
The Heavenly Immortal Fruits alone were clearly insufficient.
“Ah, Bianhuang is filled with mysterious regions—perhaps I can find law fragments there, then consolidate my physical law and break through directly to Supreme Sovereign.”
Jun Xiaoyao had formulated his plan.
The journey to the frontier must yield gains!
End of Chapter
