Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning

Chapter 145: Chapter 145: Yi Race and Sun God Mountain, Yi Yu’s Devoted Allegiance, Celestial Dao Tower Opens, Qingyi Arrives (Fifth Update)

Although Jun Xiaoyao’s own background is quite transcendent.

He also does not underestimate the Ancient Emperor Race.

Moreover, Yi Yu is clearly the core descendant of the Yi Race.

”Why did you end up in the Desolate Celestial Immortal Realm?” Jun Xiaoyao inquired.

Upon hearing this, Yi Yu’s eyes filled with intense hatred.

”It’s all because of the Ancient Royal Family in the Profound Celestial Immortal Realm, the Sun God Mountain!” Yi Yu said coldly.

Afterward, he simply told Jun Xiaoyao about his experiences and situation truthfully.

In the Profound Celestial Immortal Realm, there is a lineage of a top Ancient Royal Family, known as the Sun God Mountain.

They all belong to the Golden Crow Race.

And in the Yi Race’s ancestry, there once was a supreme powerhouse with unparalleled talent.

In his era, the Sun God Mountain wreaked havoc in the Profound Celestial Immortal Realm, with ten supreme Golden Crows dominating the sky, bringing drought and death to the Human Race across the entire realm.

Then that supreme of the Yi Race vowed to prove the Dao.

He ultimately succeeded in proving the Emperor’s Way and used his Dao-proving Emperor’s Weapon, the Houyi Bow, to fire nine consecutive arrows, instantly killing nine supreme Golden Crows.

Thus, the human catastrophe ended.

However, the blood feud between the Yi Race and Sun God Mountain was established from then on.

And in recent times, the Yi Race gradually declined, even the Emperor’s Weapon Houyi Bow went missing.

The Sun God Mountain took the opportunity to launch a retaliation.

What followed was a magnificent Immortal Battle that threw the entire Profound Celestial Immortal Realm into chaos.

But in the end, the declining Yi Race could not resist the Sun God Mountain and was completely defeated.

The strong ones in the clan were mostly killed or injured, with only a few escaping.

Yi Yu, possessing the extremely pure Yi Divine Bloodline, was also the top Celestial Pride of the Yi Race.

He was treated as a seed, escorted out, but was intercepted by strongmen sent by the Sun God Mountain.

In the end, after twists and turns, only Yi Yu remained, heavily injured, falling into the Desolate Celestial Immortal Realm, and was captured as a slave.

This is Yi Yu’s story.

After Yi Yu finished speaking, his golden pupils were bloodshot, unable to suppress the fury in his heart.

Jun Xiaoyao sighed slightly.

Although it was a brief account, he seemed to see an epic of the Yi Race’s battle with the Sun God Mountain.

Moreover, Jun Xiaoyao also understood why Yi Yu was so hostile toward the Golden-Winged Roc King.

It’s just a matter of hating the crow because of the house.

”I understand your situation; you not only possess the Yi Divine Bloodline, but your eyes and Immortal Seed must also be extraordinary,” Jun Xiaoyao said.

Yi Yu nodded and said, ”These eyes of mine are the Golden Eyes of Truth, which, when combined with my bow skills, help me better spot enemy weaknesses.”

”My Immortal Seed is the True Sun Seed passed down in the clan.”

”What a cheat...” Jun Xiaoyao couldn’t help but internally grumble.

The saying that archers are often cheats really isn’t wrong.

Even Xiao Chen and Yang Pan opening cheats couldn’t compare to Yi Yu’s prowess.

However, Jun Xiaoyao thought for a moment.

He seemed to have no right to call others cheaters?

After all, the real great cheater was himself, wasn’t it?

Thinking of this, Jun Xiaoyao felt slightly relieved and said, ”If that’s the case, are you willing to follow me, the Divine Son?”

What Jun Xiaoyao said was not a spur of the moment.

Yi Yu’s talent and strength indeed qualified him to become his follower.

Harmonized with the Immortal Seed, endowed with the Golden Eyes of Truth, and possessing the Yi Divine Bloodline.

With this bloodline alone, Yi Yu’s future achievements wouldn’t be low, at least enough to become a Venerable Powerhouse.

Whether he could prove the Dao depended on his opportunities.

Moreover, Yi Yu was a person endowed with destiny.

His clan was destroyed, he bore a blood feud, escaped alone, and then made a comeback for revenge.

This is the hallmark of a protagonist’s fate.

Unlike Xiao Chen, Yang Pan, and others,

Yi Yu was someone whom Jun Xiaoyao could control.

Yi Yu hesitated for a moment at these words.

Jun Xiaoyao did not get annoyed.

After all, Yi Yu was the descendant of an Ancient Emperor Race, with his own pride.

If he agreed immediately, Jun Xiaoyao would suspect whether he had other intentions.

Yi Yu struggled for a moment and then looked at Jun Xiaoyao, who was shrouded in Immortal Radiance like an Exiled Immortal.

”I still don’t know the young master’s name.” Yi Yu asked.

”Desolate Ancient Royal Family, Jun Xiaoyao,” Jun Xiaoyao said casually.

Upon hearing this, Yi Yu froze, his heart in turmoil.

”The Jun Family, could it really be that Jun Family...” Yi Yu’s heart trembled.

The Jun Family’s might wasn’t only known in the Desolate Celestial Immortal Realm.

If what Jun Xiaoyao said was true, then even following him wouldn’t mean disgrace, it would be an honor!

”The elders in the clan once said, if there is any force that can eradicate the Ancient Royal Family, it would be the Jun Family!” Yi Yu was emotionally stirred.

His luck indeed was not bad.

”Yi Yu, willing to follow Young Master Jun!” Yi Yu bowed with clasped hands, kneeling on one knee.

The descendant of an Ancient Emperor Race, willingly knelt before Jun Xiaoyao, pledging to follow him!

If this news spread, it would undoubtedly shock many.

Because some Celestial Prides couldn’t even match Yi Yu’s status.

Jun Xiaoyao was also a bit surprised, unaware of what made Yi Yu resolute.

But he could see that Yi Yu was indeed genuinely willing to follow him.

”Very well, since you have become my follower, I only have one requirement: loyalty, do you understand?” Jun Xiaoyao said.

”Rest assured, young master, if Yi Yu harbors betrayal, may I suffer heavenly retribution and my Dao Heart collapse!” Yi Yu solemnly swore.

”Alright, let it be so, and also...” Jun Xiaoyao’s voice paused slightly and then said.

”If I have time in the future, I wouldn’t mind taking a trip to the Profound Celestial Immortal Realm.”

”I’ve tasted dragon meat, but I wonder what Golden Crow meat tastes like.”

Jun Xiaoyao’s tone was very tranquil, as if discussing the simplest matter.

Yi Yu, however, was trembling with excitement.

”The kindness of the young master, Yi Yu will never forget!”

”Alright, go and rest, these resources are for you.” Jun Xiaoyao handed Yi Yu a Space Ring.

Though it didn’t contain Immortal Origins or resources like Immortality Medicines.

However, Holy Medicines and Supreme Divine Origin were all included.

Since Yi Yu became a follower, he couldn’t be treated poorly.

Moreover, these resources were just a drop in the ocean for Jun Xiaoyao.

”Thank you, young master!” Yi Yu bowed with clasped hands.

Since becoming a slave, he had no resources, not even a single Source Stone, let alone a Supreme Divine Origin.

With these resources, Yi Yu could quickly strengthen himself and regain his peak.

After Yi Yu withdrew, Jun Xiaoyao also took out an Immortal Origin to begin cultivation.

This trip to the Martial Arts Assembly was quite rewarding.

Not only did he gain a descendant of the Ancient Emperor Race as a follower, but he also acquired over six hundred Immortal Origins.

”The Celestial Dao Tower is about to open, I’m a bit looking forward to it,” Jun Xiaoyao thought.

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As time passed, the day of the Celestial Dao Tower’s opening finally arrived.

The entire Holy Spirit City seemed to boil, with countless figures rushing toward the Holy Spirit Academy.

A golden Divine Bird spread its wings, its feathers like Sword Feathers, it was the Golden-Winged Roc King.

A star river hung down from the sky, and Ye Xingyun walked in with eyes full of determined confidence to gain opportunities and awaken memories.

In front of a bustling street teeming with people, a handsome young monk led a group, including beautiful ladies and powerful Celestial Prides.

Yet, they were all converted by Fa Hai into believers.

”Amitabha Buddha, my opportunity is in the Celestial Dao Tower,” Fa Hai smiled faintly.

And at this moment, in the sky above Holy Spirit City.

A twelfth-grade white lotus suddenly drifted over from afar, with a graceful figure in blue clothing sitting cross-legged on it, enveloped in dazzling Immortal Dao radiance.

With a melodious voice, the words floated gently.

”I wonder if the Divine Son of the Jun Family can bring a surprise to Qingyi?”