[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body":3,"chapter-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-993":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Starting with the Wasteland Sacred Body",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2341800,4576,"Chapter 993: Ling Yuan","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-993",993,"\u003Cp>Beneath the ghostly mask, Jun Xiaoyao’s expression was calm, not surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, Ling Yuan is no longer merely Ling Yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her thoughts are exquisitely subtle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But unfortunately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao cannot reveal his identity to the cultivators on the Immortal Realm side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He has not revealed it even to Princess Long Ji and others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let alone Ling Yuan, who belongs to the Immortal Court lineage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, facing Ling Yuan’s question at this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao spoke in a low, magnetic tone, indifferent: “You truly have courage—don’t you fear I’ll have the Immortal Court replace you as Young Emperor?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing Jun Xiaoyao’s words, Ling Yuan’s expression did not change at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, she resembled a stubborn girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She only wanted one answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tell me—who are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That familiar sensation, that invincible white-robed bearing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ling Yuan’s heart trembled slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She did not know if it was because of herself, or because of Tian Nü Yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or perhaps, both.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath the frontier stars, in the desolate wasteland.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao did not turn, nor look back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply said softly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who I am—does it matter so much?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Regardless, we are on opposing sides.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao’s words were not wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether he is a Chaos Body from another realm or the Jun Clan’s Divine Son, he stands in opposition to Ling Yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that case, who he is—what difference does it make?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Jun Xiaoyao’s words, Ling Yuan’s slender frame trembled suddenly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She bit her lips tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao stepped forward and left directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would never directly reveal his identity to Ling Yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if this might cause Ling Yuan even greater inner torment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Jun Xiaoyao’s retreating figure,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ling Yuan suddenly realized her snow-white cheeks were damp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single tear had slipped down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did she understand: what she truly cared about was not whether that figure was Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But rather…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was missing him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even after his death for years, she still missed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This had nothing to do with whether she was Ling Yuan or Tian Nü Yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even without Tian Nü Yuan’s soul merging into her, Ling Yuan would still feel this way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath the Black Abyss, entangled fates across a hundred lifetimes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the valley space of the Divine Ruins World, where the Joyful Powder Lotus was sealed, the two were enveloped by the Love Blossoms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One day of love blossoms—thousand years of longing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And on her snow-white thigh, the character “Jun” still remained as a mark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After experiencing so much with Jun Xiaoyao,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ling Yuan could no longer simply regard him as an opponent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps, without realizing it, she had already fallen into it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ling Yuan raised her jade hand, wiping away a tear streak, restoring her calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She believed that if it truly were him, he would return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not, then Ling Yuan would likely remain forever lonely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forever the aloof, emotionless Empress Daughter, the Young Emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao strolled through the void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to Ling Yuan, his emotions were tranquil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, to some extent, men are more rational and composed than women when it comes to feelings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big Brother, that person just now seemed to be from the Immortal Court.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Said the Little Divine Demon Ant on Jun Xiaoyao’s shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It naturally recognized the Throne of the Heavenly Emperor—that was the supreme immortal artifact of the Immortal Court.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Correct, she is the current Young Emperor of the Immortal Court,” said Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But she… feels something for you,” said the Little Divine Demon Ant, puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His father had once told him that the Jun Clan had long sought to contest the Immortal Court for dominance over the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These two powers should be in opposition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet now, the Immortal Court’s female Young Emperor shows interest in the Jun Clan’s Divine Son—this is strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A woman’s heart is like the deep ocean—emotions are often illusory.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re still young, Little Yi. The waters here run too deep for you to grasp,” Jun Xiaoyao said coolly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only he could grasp them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, he wouldn’t have completely dominated Luo Xiangling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, such a scoundrel’s behavior need not be taught to the Little Divine Demon Ant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Better not corrupt it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Little Divine Demon Ant nodded, half-understanding, then asked: “Where do we go next?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Great Sacrifice Bloodland,” said Jun Xiaoyao, gazing into the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was puzzled—the Blood Emperor Son, Ji Meng Emperor Son, and others seemed to have taken no action yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Previously, he had sensed that those few held ill intentions toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It seems there will be another good show in the Great Sacrifice Bloodland,” said Jun Xiaoyao, his gaze deep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He also had a faint premonition: within the Great Sacrifice Bloodland, he might gain great rewards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao, with the Little Divine Demon Ant, sped toward the direction of the Great Sacrifice Bloodland.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Great Sacrifice Bloodland, as a forbidden zone on the frontier, had recently been plagued by turmoil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a primary battlefield for the clash of prodigies from the two realms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around the Great Sacrifice Bloodland, the earth was crimson red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one knew whether this was the soil’s natural color or dyed by endless blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this period, prodigies from both realms had clashed around the Great Sacrifice Bloodland.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet none had managed to penetrate deeply inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blood of fallen prodigies seeped into the earth, and mysteriously, seemed to trigger some reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At a certain region on the edge of the Great Sacrifice Bloodland,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several Immortal Realm prodigies advanced cautiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a crimson figure shot toward them like lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Die!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Immortal Realm prodigies reacted instantly, unleashing their magic power and divine arts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shhh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flash of cold light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bloodlines appeared on the necks of the Immortal Realm prodigies, then—puff!—blood spurted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their primordial spirits were extinguished in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crimson figure halted, revealing its form—it was Su Hongyi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wore a crimson dress like fire, her figure slender and frail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her black hair flowed long as a waterfall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fair, delicate face had not yet reached the level of stunning beauty, but was clearly a future beauty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her bangs fell down, slightly obscuring a pair of crimson red eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked outwardly like a girl next door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet her killing methods and the coldness in her crimson eyes contradicted her appearance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only before Jun Xiaoyao was she the girl who was insecure, sensitive, and desperately sought his approval.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before anyone else, she appeared as cold as ice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can feel it—my strength is growing stronger. The stronger I become, the more I can help the Young Master.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Hongyi lowered her head, staring at her hands caked in blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt no discomfort or hesitation—only joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Joy at growing stronger, at being able to help Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the sky above the Great Sacrifice Bloodland seemed to split open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bloodlight shimmered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone around the Great Sacrifice Bloodland saw something seeping out from the fissure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Blood—it’s… blood!” cried a prodigy, his face pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thick, viscous blood oozed from the fissure in the sky above the Great Sacrifice Bloodland.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faintly, the wailing of countless vengeful spirits rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This sent the group of prodigies into dread, as if plunged into an icy abyss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder this was a forbidden land of the frontier wastes—it was truly eerie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Su Hongyi suddenly felt an inexplicable resonance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt a searing heat burning from the star-shaped birthmark beneath her navel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her blood-red eyes churned like boundless oceans of blood, growing brighter, more alluring, more sinister!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shhh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without the slightest hesitation, Su Hongyi shot forward like an arrow toward the Great Sacrifice Bloodland.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, on the other side:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A group of powerful Seed-level prodigies had gathered here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Great Sacrifice Bloodland has finally opened. We must enter and lie in wait.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A towering man, wreathed in golden dragon qi, wielding a golden Dragon King Spear, rumbled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was Xuan Haoqiong, the Seed-level prodigy of the Dragon King Palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But that Chaos Body isn’t easy to deal with.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve heard the Heavenly Silkworm of the Divine Silkworm Valley fell to the Chaos Body’s hands.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Later, Sheng Yanluo and others, joined by a group from the Immortal Court, tried to surround and exterminate the Chaos Body—but were utterly defeated.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A woman with a supple, exquisitely seductive figure, a pair of seven-colored wings sprouting from her snow-white back, spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was Huangnu, the Seed-level prodigy of the Ancient Phoenix Cave, of the Ancient Imperial Clan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If we enter the Great Sacrifice Bloodland early and combine our forces with the Ancient Ninth Killing Array, I refuse to believe we can’t kill that Chaos Body!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A muscular man, entirely wrapped in Solar Divine Flame, strode forth amid endless radiance, his tone absolute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He seemed shrouded within a sun-star, dazzling and radiant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was Jin Wu, the Young Saint King of the Solar Divine Mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In addition, over a dozen other powerful Seed-level prodigies had gathered here, each formidable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they all shared one trait—they were all Seed-level prodigies of the Ancient Imperial Clans.\u003C\u002Fp>",1509,"2026-06-20T23:29:55.914Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","e799a92b08aa5f13ae966133b86c0dff0e18c763f5571ad83caadc497519b156","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-994","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-992",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-cover.jpg"]