Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning

”Is there really a sign-in task?” Jun Xiaoyao murmured in his heart.

He wasn’t particularly surprised, instead it was within his expectations.

”Young Master Jun, if you’re not offended, why don’t you temporarily stay in my sleeping quarters? When the Ten Kings’ Grand Banquet begins, we can go together,” Lang Huan suggested.

Her address had changed from ’this princess’ to ’my humble self.’

This showed that Jun Xiaoyao’s strength had indeed conquered Lang Huan.

If Jun Xiaoyao only had looks, Lang Huan might have just seen him as a pet, something like a handsome face.

But Jun Xiaoyao was both handsome and powerful.

Lang Huan had no choice but to be impressed.

”Okay,” Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao agree so readily, a triumphant smile flashed in Lang Huan’s beautiful eyes.

”Little puppy, once you’re in my quarters, you’ll never escape from my grasp,” Lang Huan thought smugly.

In terms of strength, she truly wasn’t a match for Jun Xiaoyao.

But she was a woman.

To men, women are the most powerful weapon.

She didn’t believe that Jun Xiaoyao could resist her allure.

Now, the reason Jun Xiaoyao refused, from Lang Huan’s perspective, might be due to face-saving reasons.

He didn’t want to immediately fall into her hands.

”Men are all perverts, I don’t believe you’re a gentleman,” Lang Huan thought.

Once they’re living together, won’t the opportunity present itself?

Lang Huan had already started fantasizing about riding on Jun Xiaoyao.

Meanwhile, seeing this, Qin Xian’Er’s delicate face also slightly dimmed.

But Lang Huan found a man she liked, Qin Xian’Er felt both disappointed and happy for her.

As for the group of lapdogs outside the palace, each was heartbroken, as if they had lost their purpose in life.

Withered in spirit, like death in heart, was the most appropriate description.

That’s why men should never be lapdogs.

While you’re flattering a goddess, she might be finding ways to flatter other men.

”No, I refuse to accept this reality!”

”How could Princess Langhuan fancy that handsome face!”

”But who is that handsome face really, for his strength to be so formidable?”

Outside the palace, many voices were discussing.

Finally, those creatures who came along with Jun Xiaoyao eventually let slip and revealed Jun Xiaoyao’s identity.

Immediately, it was like a pot exploding, causing an uproar.

”What, that handsome face is actually the Jun Family’s celestial pride who killed the Fallen Feather Saint Son in the Yin Nether Realm?”

”No wonder, thinking of it that way makes sense, who else would dare to casually kill Long Kun of the Corpse Dragon Race?”

”But his aura is filled with the death qi of our Burial Soil creatures?”

”This aura can be converted and imitated, with the Jun Family celestial pride’s capabilities, he probably has a method.”

As the truth was unveiled, the entire Asura Demon Kingdom Imperial City was in an uproar.

The Burial Land Celestial Prides never thought that the handsome face was the rumored Jun Family celestial pride.

Thinking of how they had provoked the Jun Family celestial pride before, many Burial Soil creatures felt a wave of fear.

If Jun Xiaoyao started killing, none of them would survive.

However, they then found out Jun Xiaoyao hadn’t returned.

It meant Jun Xiaoyao didn’t come out after being taken into Lang Huan’s private quarters.

Everyone knew what this meant.

”How could it develop this quickly?”

”No, I don’t believe it, how could my goddess be taken by an outsider celestial pride?”

”Shame, this is the shame of us Burial Soil men!”

Many lapdogs screamed, unwilling to accept this brutal reality.

These Burial Soil celestial prides pursued Lang Huan for so long, yet Lang Huan showed disdain towards them.

Now she favored an outsider celestial pride, even willing to actively flatter him.

This gap was too vast, making them unwilling to believe.

One of the most beautiful women of Burial Soil was taken by an outsider celestial pride.

This was nothing short of a bolt from the blue for the Burial Soil celestial prides.

This news also began to spread from the Asura Demon Kingdom Imperial City.

Because of Lang Huan’s great reputation in the Ancient Burial Land, this news spread very quickly, reaching almost everyone across the Ten Burial Realms.

In Dragon Remains Realm, atop a White Bone Peaks.

A man with dragon horns and white bone wings stood, his face was filled with intense killing intent and coldness.

”That Jun Family celestial pride is seeking death, daring to kill someone from my Corpse Dragon Race!”

This man’s name was Long Xiang, the current strongest celestial pride of the Corpse Dragon Race, one of the Ten Little Kings.

Moreover, his strength ranked among the top five of the Ten Little Kings, far surpassing the Fallen Feather Saint Son.

Jun Xiaoyao killed Long Kun in public without restraint.

This was a blatant provocation and insult to the Corpse Dragon Race.

Long Xiang’s eyes were ice-cold, and his killing intent seemed to change the color of the sky and earth.

”Ten Kings’ Grand Banquet, I hope you dare to come, I will personally collect Long Kun’s debt!” Long Xiang’s aura exploded, death nether qi surged, vaguely forming a phantom of a bone giant dragon behind him.

Receiving the news wasn’t limited to Long Xiang.

The other kings preparing for the banquet also got wind of the news.

In a swamp filled with decaying death qi, there was a man with a human body and snake tail.

After hearing the news, he roared to the sky, emitting an angry hiss!

”How, how, Lang Huan was occupied by another man, no, Lang Huan is mine!”

This man with a human body and snake tail held his head in his hands, emitting an unwilling roar.

He was a celestial pride from the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Python Race named Mo Ling, one of the Ten Little Kings, also a devoted pursuer of Lang Huan.

The nature of snakes is licentious, Mo Ling naturally had a crazy admiration for Lang Huan, but Lang Huan always kept a distance from him.

Mo Ling had hoped to use this Ten Kings’ Grand Banquet to fully conquer Lang Huan, making her his woman.

Unexpectedly, someone else took advantage first.

What Mo Ling couldn’t accept most was that Lang Huan voluntarily offered herself to be taken by someone else.

This drove Mo Ling crazy, he was almost losing his mind.

”Jun Family celestial pride, I want you dead!” Mo Ling’s snake eyes showed an unprecedented fierceness!

On a purple mountain ridge, a being was surrounded by surging murderous aura.

This creature’s head resembled a wolf’s head, with a pair of large grayish horns, covered in black scales, and with blood-colored hair growing between the scales.

Behind this creature were nine tails, each tail ending in a fierce beast head, looking extremely ferocious.

If Jun Xiaoyao were present, he would be amazed, as this creature greatly resembled the legendary Ancient Fierce Beast, Nine Nether Ape.

This Nine Nether Ape-like creature was also one of the Ten Little Kings, known for having strong combat power.

”Jun Family celestial pride’s flesh must be delicious,” the creature murmured, its eyes filled with viciousness!