Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning

In just over ten days, people from the Wind Race, Rain Race, Stone Race, and Flame Race all appeared together in Juque City.

Such speed and efficiency were astonishing.

What does this represent?

It represents that in the hearts of the Four Great Elemental Races, the matter concerning Jun Xiaoyao cannot be neglected.

What’s even more surprising is that those who came to Juque City were the top celestial prodigies and Forbidden Daoists of each race.

”That’s Feng Xiuran, the foremost Daoist of the Wind Race. He actually came to Juque City personally. Could it be that he wants to regain face for Feng Xiaotian?”

Many cultivators in Juque City saw a handsome young man in a green robe, hurrying towards the tavern where Jun Xiaoyao was.

They naturally did not know that Feng Xiuran came to deliver the Void Wind to Jun Xiaoyao; they thought he was coming to reclaim his race’s honor.

Following that, the Stone Race people also arrived, led by a robust young man with thick eyebrows and large eyes.

”That’s Shi Hong, the Daoist of the Stone Race. It’s rumored he was born with an Earth Spirit Body, capable of drawing Earth Power for his use.”

The appearance of the Stone Race’s Forbidden Daoist attracted even more attention.

What left people dumbfounded was that Shi Hong was also hurrying towards the tavern where Jun Xiaoyao was.

This was beyond everyone’s expectations.

”What’s going on? Perhaps Feng Xiuran came to regain face for Feng Xiaotian, but what enmity does the Stone Race have with the Jun Family’s Divine Son?”

People from all directions were puzzled.

They were entirely unaware of the deals between Jun Xiaoyao and the Four Great Elemental Races.

Then, the Flame Race’s Forbidden Daoist, Yanyi, also came, with short fiery red hair and eyes brimming with different flames.

Lastly, a woman in a light blue dress, holding a paper umbrella, arrived in Juque City together with a group of people.

The woman’s features were like a painting, her skin like snow, tender enough to squeeze out water.

As she walked through the void, a misty rain surrounded her, making her seem dreamlike and illusory.

But no one dared to underestimate this woman.

She was none other than the Rain Race’s Forbidden Daoist, Yu Bixuan.

Feng Xiuran, Shi Hong, Yanyi, and Yu Bixuan.

The Forbidden Daoists of the Four Great Elemental Races all appeared in Juque City and simultaneously headed to the pavilion where Jun Xiaoyao was.

This undoubtedly caused yet another sensation.

Many even suspected: Could it be that Jun Xiaoyao is so powerful that it requires the Forbidden Daoists of the Four Great Elemental Races to join forces to battle him?

A large group of cultivators, following these four Forbidden Daoists, gathered outside the pavilion where Jun Xiaoyao was.

They anticipated an epic battle of celestial prodigies to erupt.

However, next, a surprising scene unfolded.

Feng Xiuran of the Wind Race respectfully cupped his hands towards the pavilion and said, ”I am Feng Xiuran of the Wind Race, here to pay respects to the Divine Son!”

”Shi Hong of the Stone Race, paying respects to the Divine Son!”

”Yanyi of the Flame Race, paying respects to the Divine Son!”

”Yu Bixuan of the Rain Race, paying respects to the Divine Son!”

The Forbidden Daoists of the Four Great Elemental Races, well-known figures on the Ultimate Ancient Road,

at this moment, all bowed with hands cupped respectfully towards the pavilion where Jun Xiaoyao was, their tones sincere.

Like subjects paying homage to a supreme king!

In all directions, countless gasps of shock were heard.

Yet, thinking about Jun Xiaoyao’s prestige, their actions weren’t that surprising.

”Come in,” Xia Bingyun appeared and invited them in.

”As expected...”

Seeing Xia Bingyun, Feng Xiuran and the others lowered their eyes.

The renowned proud maiden of the Xia Family had indeed become a maidservant beside Jun Xiaoyao.

The four of them felt slightly uneasy as they entered the pavilion.

They saw a figure seated on the main seat, shrouded in misty Immortal Radiance.

The Forbidden Daoists of the four races felt an overwhelming pressure on their hearts.

This wasn’t intentional by Jun Xiaoyao; it was a naturally exuded aura.

”So this is the Jun Family’s Divine Son—truly living up to his name...” Shi Hong, Yanyi, and the others trembled inside.

Faced with such an Immortal, even they, as Forbidden Daoists, couldn’t muster a shred of war intent.

Yu Bixuan’s eyes sparkled with a peculiar light.

If she could, like Xia Bingyun, stay by Jun Xiaoyao’s side, the benefits would be self-evident.

But this was merely a vain desire.

Not everyone has the qualification to stand by Jun Xiaoyao’s side.

”Divine Son, previously my foolish kinsman offended you, yet you were magnanimous and spared him,” Feng Xiuran bowed and smiled.

”There’s no need to talk about the past; where’s the item?” Jun Xiaoyao asked directly.

Upon hearing this, Feng Xiuran respectfully handed over a green gourd.

From within the gourd, the majestic sound of wind and thunder faintly emerged, as if it were the primordial wind sweeping across the Earth at creation’s dawn.

Jun Xiaoyao accepted the gourd without verification.

He knew the Wind Race wouldn’t be foolish enough to try deceiving him with a fake.

”Divine Son, this is the Nine Heavens and Earth of my race.” Shi Hong of the Stone Race also presented a yellowish-brown tripod.

The soil within was radiant, like grains of golden sand, exuding a swirling quintessence of five colors.

This was soil born at the world’s inception, extremely precious.

Even an ordinary spirit medicine planted within it would soon transform into a Holy Medicine, elevating its life essence.

”Divine Son, I offer my race’s Immortal Divine Fire Seed.” Flame Race Daoist Yanyi presented a pill furnace.

Jun Xiaoyao could feel an incredibly intense, seemingly eternal flame burning inside.

The Flame Race wouldn’t possibly give him the true body of the Undying Divine Flame, as it was essential to their foundation.

Thankfully, this Immortal Divine Fire Seed, separated from the main flame, also possessed the same effect.

Finally, Yu Bixuan stepped forward gracefully, holding out an exquisite and transparent Jade Purification Bottle, and said softly, ”Lord Divine Son, here is the Rootless Water from our race.”

Her gentle voice carried a faint luster, causing the brows of Yan Rumeng, Xia Bingyun, and the other girls to lift slightly.

Yet another woman with intentions towards Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao accepted the Jade Purification Bottle without words. He realized the water inside was suspended in mid-air.

Rootless Water does not fall to the earth; it drifts like floating cotton—truly extraordinary.

With the four great elemental marvels in hand, Jun Xiaoyao could now proceed to transform his Inner Cosmos.

”Excellent, you four races have worked hard.” Jun Xiaoyao said with a faint smile.

”Not at all.” Feng Xiuran and the others bowed in unison as if a burden had finally been lifted.

Afterwards, Jun Xiaoyao prepared for a brief seclusion.

”Bingyun, remember to keep an eye on the Vessel of Creation,” he instructed.

”Indeed...” replied Xia Bingyun, with a knowing look.

This remarkable maiden of the Xia Family had unquestionably become a maid in service to Jun Xiaoyao.

The four felt somewhat apprehensive as they entered the pavilion.

Observing the figure enveloped in Immortal Radiance seated at the head seat.

The Forbidden Daoists from the four races felt a tremendous pressure squeezing their hearts.

This was not something Jun Xiaoyao did on purpose; it was an aura that naturally emanated from him.

”So this is the Jun Family’s Divine Son—truly well-renowned...” Shi Hong, Yanyi, and the others were shaking inside.

Facing this Immortal being, even as Forbidden Daoists, they couldn’t raise the slightest war intent in their hearts.

Yu Bixuan’s eyes shone with a peculiar light.

If she, like Xia Bingyun, could stay by Jun Xiaoyao’s side, the benefits would be self-evident.

But that was just a wishful thought.

Not everyone is qualified to stand by Jun Xiaoyao’s side.

”Lord Divine Son, my foolish kinsman previously offended you, but you were gracious and spared him.” Feng Xiuran bowed respectfully with a smile.

”You don’t need to worry about past matters; where is the item?” Jun Xiaoyao straightforwardly inquired.

Upon hearing this, Feng Xiuran respectfully handed him a green gourd.

The gourd contained a subtle breeze swirling inside, potentially powerful enough to tear apart the cosmos.

Jun Xiaoyao took the gourd without testing it.

He understood that the Wind Race would not dare to deceive him.

”Divine Son, this is our clan’s Nine Heavens and Earth,” Shi Hong of the Stone Race presented a yellow tripod.

The earth inside was brightly luminous like grains of gold sand, seeming precious and rare.

Even if you were to plant an ordinary spirit medicine into it, in a short time, it could transform into a Holy Medicine, blooming to a higher level of life.

”Divine Son, enclosed is my race’s Immortal Divine Fire Seed.” Flame Race Daoist Yanyi handed over a pill furnace.

Jun Xiaoyao could sense an incredibly hot flame, seemingly eternal, burning inside it.

The Flame Race would never forsake their core Undying Divine Flame, the foundation of their race.

Nonetheless, the Immortal Divine Fire Seed, extracted from the main flame, maintained the same efficacies.

Finally, a woman in a light blue dress came forward slowly, presenting a transparent Jade Purification Bottle, her beautiful features illuminated with a warm glow. She softly said, ”Lord Divine Son, here is our race’s Rootless Water.”