Chapter 63

This scene was not seen by the outside world.

But one can imagine, if it were to spread, it would leave a group of people speechless.

Wumingyue could be considered one of the most prestigious figures among the young generation in the Vast Heaven Immortal Realm.

Wherever she went, she was the center of attention.

A single word from her could cause a top-tier dao tradition to fall.

And now, this incomparably noble and high-ranking princess of the Divine Dynasty was coughing blood from the corner of her mouth, kneeling before Jun Xiaoyao.

This scene was unimaginable!

"Jun Xiaoyao!"

Wumingyue struggled, unleashing the power of her spirit sea, but was firmly suppressed by Jun Xiaoyao, unable to stand up.

The golden ancient divine elephant shadow seemed capable of suppressing all the heavens and worlds, trampling the cosmos under its feet!

And Jun Xiaoyao, standing with his hands behind his back within the divine elephant shadow, was like a god ruling over the heavens and earth!

A sense of humiliation and despair spread in Wumingyue's heart.

She never thought she would have such a miserable and humiliating moment.

"Wumingyue, don't try to pressure others with your identity as the princess of the Divine Dynasty."

"Others might be intimidated, but for this divine son, ha..."

Jun Xiaoyao didn't say much more.

But that "ha" expressed his utter disdain and contempt!

When it came to background and status, Jun Xiaoyao had never been inferior to anyone.

His father's clan, the Vast Ancient Jun Family!

His mother's clan, the Vast Ancient Jiang Family!

The young master revered by two great Vast Ancient families, who else could there be?

Wumingyue bit her lower lip tightly.

She never expected that Jun Xiaoyao would show no fear of the Panwu Divine Dynasty.

He also didn't care that she was a woman of extraordinary beauty.

It seemed that in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, Wumingyue was no different from a village girl.

Thinking of this, Wumingyue felt a wave of helplessness.

She didn't even have the qualifications to negotiate with Jun Xiaoyao.

Wumingyue took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, and said in a calm tone, "Jun Xiaoyao, speak directly. What must I do for you to let Xiaochen go?"

"Hmm, you really want to protect him?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyebrows slightly raised.

Though he seemed surprised, he was inwardly sneering.

Sure enough, Wumingyue had fallen into the trap he had set.

"State your terms." Wumingyue said coldly.

"To be honest, this divine son is kind and benevolent, absolutely not a devil. Letting Xiaochen go is not impossible." Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

Wumingyue's expression was slightly stunned.

Kind and benevolent?

Benevolent to others?

Looking at Xiaochen, who was lying in a pool of blood, Wumingyue gritted her teeth, wishing she could bite Jun Xiaoyao!

"State your terms directly, no need to beat around the bush." Wumingyue said coldly.

Jun Xiaoyao's gaze swept over Wumingyue's delicate body.

Her snow-white silk dress outlined her slender and graceful curves.

Unlike Jiang Luoli's short and flat figure, Wumingyue's body was well-proportioned and evenly built.

Paired with her snow-white and beautiful face, she truly lived up to her identity as a princess of the Divine Dynasty.

Jun Xiaoyao's gaze made Wumingyue's skin break out in goosebumps. She couldn't help but cross her arms over her chest and frown, "Jun Xiaoyao, don't propose any excessive conditions. I won't agree to them."

"Ha ha, why are you princesses and imperial daughters all so self-centered?"

"Do you think I need to lust after your body?" Jun Xiaoyao shook his head.

The Empress of the Zhuque Ancient Kingdom, Bai Yuer, was like this, and so was this princess of the Divine Dynasty.

They were truly spoiled in the palace.

Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's words, Wumingyue's face turned slightly unnatural.

Indeed, with Jun Xiaoyao's appearance and status, even the pride of an immortal dao tradition would be willing to marry him.

"This divine son has only one condition: open your divine palace and let me plant a slave mark." Jun Xiaoyao's tone was indifferent.

If not done voluntarily, planting a slave mark was almost impossible.

Jun Xiaoyao's words made Wumingyue's body tremble, her face turning pale.

Plant a slave mark?

This was unbelievable to Wumingyue.

Jun Xiaoyao actually wanted to enslave her?

"Jun Xiaoyao, your condition is too excessive!" Wumingyue's face turned from white to green, clearly very angry.

She was, after all, a princess of an immortal divine dynasty. How could she be enslaved by someone else?

If it were to spread, it would be a huge scandal, and the entire Panwu Divine Dynasty would lose face.

"Do you think you still have the qualifications to bargain with me?" Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand again, about to strike the unconscious Xiaochen!

"Stop!" Wumingyue said in a trembling voice.

Jun Xiaoyao stopped, looking at Wumingyue.

Wumingyue was extremely conflicted, then, as if thinking of something, her chest heaved, and she said, "Alright, I agree."

A cold smile appeared on Jun Xiaoyao's lips, "Wumingyue, if you dare to use any tricks, I will immediately take Xiaochen's life."

He could see through Wumingyue's easy agreement; she must have some tricks up her sleeve.

With her princess status, her divine palace must have some protective items.

Jun Xiaoyao's words directly exposed Wumingyue's thoughts.

Her face turned as pale as paper, her eyes trembling.

This Jun Xiaoyao was truly a devil!

After intense struggle, Wumingyue finally submitted.

She couldn't just watch Xiaochen be killed by Jun Xiaoyao.

"Jun Xiaoyao, I will open my divine palace, but you must swear by your dao heart to let Xiaochen go and spare his life." Wumingyue said firmly.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled, "This divine son swears by his dao heart. If I violate this, my dao heart will collapse, and I will be punished by heaven and earth."

Swearing by the dao heart was a very serious oath.

If violated, the consequences would be severe.

But for Jun Xiaoyao, such a dao heart oath was nothing.

With the system's assistance, he was destined to rise and rule this era.

In the future, even the heavens would be under his feet.

What kind of punishment by heaven and earth? It was laughable!

But Wumingyue, of course, didn't know Jun Xiaoyao's capabilities. Seeing him swear, she opened her divine palace.

"Ah, truly devoted. Even this divine son is moved." Jun Xiaoyao sighed, then without hesitation, planted a slave mark in Wumingyue's divine palace.

From that moment on, Wumingyue became Jun Xiaoyao's slave.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you have the face of a fallen immortal but the heart of a demon." Wumingyue's body trembled with anger.

"Mind your current status and attitude!" Jun Xiaoyao's gaze was cold, and he slightly activated the slave mark.

Wumingyue's face turned pale, her head ached, and she immediately knelt down, her body trembling.

A deep sense of humiliation spread in her heart.

Jun Xiaoyao's expression was indifferent. He waved his hand, collecting the five dragon bones into his bag.

Looking at the unconscious Xiaochen and the humiliated Wumingyue, a mysterious smile appeared on Jun Xiaoyao's lips.

A new plan had been set in motion.

And the center of this plan was Wumingyue.

The target was the Panwu Divine Dynasty!

"They say women in love have no brains, and Wumingyue is a perfect example."

"To save a doomed ant, she willingly became my slave."

"But this is good, it fits my plans. I can use this to plot against the Panwu Divine Dynasty."

Jun Xiaoyao smiled, everything was under his control.

"Right, the next step is to harvest another piece of grass, Ji Xuan..."