Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go

Because of Jun Xiaoyao's arrival, the entire Forbidden City was in an uproar.

Jun Xiaoyao looked at the ashen-faced Yang Pan and said faintly, "I didn't accept the challenge because I didn't think it was necessary. Slapping you to death wouldn't be any more troublesome than killing a fly."

Yang Pan said coldly, "Jun Xiaoyao, stop talking nonsense. Do you really think you're invincible just because you destroyed one of my clones?"

He believed that the reason why Jun Xiaoyao was so confident was because he easily killed his clone.

"Heh…" Jun Xiaoyao chuckled and didn't say anything.

How could Yang Pan possibly understand what he was capable of?

Coldness surged in Yang Pan's eyes.

With his violent personality, he almost couldn't help but start a war.

However, thinking about how he still had to fight for the position of prince consort, Yang Pan temporarily suppressed his anger.

He would challenge Jun Xiaoyao to a duel at the top of the Purple Forbidden Ground after he became the prince consort.

Jun Xiaoyao obviously knew what Yang Pan was thinking.

He didn't care whether he killed him earlier or later. After all, the outcome wouldn't change.

The cultivators around them were still sighing at the sight of the two people who were temporarily out of battle.

Jun Xiaoyao's entrance was so domineering that it destroyed the invincible spirit of the champion.

However, they were also very curious about whether Jun Xiaoyao would participate in the competition for the position of the son-in-law.

Jun Xiaoyao walked to where the Jun family was gathered.

"Divine Child!" Jun Zhangjian and the others cupped their hands in respect with joy in their eyes.

Recently, they had been irritated by the rumors.

As soon as Jun Xiaoyao showed up, all the slanderous rumors were blown away.

Jiang Shengyi walked over and said with a smile, "Xiaoyao, I knew you wouldn't shy away from a fight."

"Sister Shengyi." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

Jiang Luoli's eyes darted around as she watched the two of them.

She didn't think much about it.

"Sir Divine Child, we meet again. The last time we played the zither all night is still fresh in my mind. It's unforgettable."

At that moment, another beautiful woman walked over. It was Tianqin.

There was a hint of reminiscence in her tone and a hint of longing in her eyes.

She felt very flattered after learning of Jun Xiaoyao's true identity.

What she didn't know was that Jun Xiaoyao had only used her once.

"Wha… wha… what? A one-night stand?"

Jiang Luoli felt as if she was struck by lightning upon hearing that. She was petrified.

"I was the one who started it…" Jiang Luoli pursed her lips in jealousy.

"Miss Jiang, you're mistaken. I'm just playing the zither, not flirting," Tianqin explained.

Jiang Luoli still harbored some grudges. It had been an entire night. Who knew what kind of inappropriate things would happen?

"What are you thinking about, girl?" Jun Xiaoyao knocked Jiang Luoli's head.

Not to mention outsiders, even Jun Zhangjian said enviously as he looked at Jun Xiaoyao who was caught in the ravages of a beauty, "I wish I had a tenth of the charm of the divine child."

"Are you thinking about eating peaches?" Jun Xuehuang asked sarcastically.

At that moment, a booming voice came from the depths of the palace.

A golden arched bridge extended from afar as a group of people slowly walked over.

The leader of the group was a middle-aged man wearing a royal robe. He had an authoritative look on his face, as if he was the leader of the world.

The man was none other than the Emperor of the Panwu Celestial Dynasty, Lord Panwu.

Behind him was a group of princes and princesses.

Wu Mingyue and the Third Prince were among them.

The Third Prince immediately noticed Jun Xiaoyao. His heart sank to rock bottom as a chill ran down his spine.

"It's over. It really is him, the divine child of the Jun family…"

Previously, the Third Prince had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

Unexpectedly, it came true.

He bribed the Netherworld's Assassin to assassinate the divine child of the Jun family.

The Third Prince could hardly imagine what would happen if this was exposed.

'It doesn't matter. Calm down. That assassin from the Netherworld will never reveal my identity even if he dies,' the Third Prince thought to himself.

At that moment, Jun Xiaoyao happened to glance at the Third Prince.

The Third Prince's body stiffened.

Jun Xiaoyao wore a faint smile and nodded slightly.

Seeing this, the Third Prince forced a smile.

He heaved a sigh of relief.

'It seems that Jun Xiaoyao doesn't know that I'm the mastermind,' the Third Prince thought to himself.

Even if Jun Xiaoyao were to guess that it was him, he wouldn't be able to prove it without evidence.

At most, the Third Prince would just refuse to admit to his wrongdoings and play dumb.

Unfortunately, the Third Prince didn't know about Jun Xiaoyao's smile.

It was the smile of a devil.

Wu Mingyue also saw Jun Xiaoyao. Her expression instantly became unnatural.

"He still came after all." Wu Mingyue sighed, feeling a rare sense of nervousness.

After all, her lifeline was still in Jun Xiaoyao's hands.

"Is that the princess of the Divine Dynasty? This is the first time I've seen her. She truly is stunning!"

"That's right. I finally understand why so many geniuses are vying for the title of prince consort. Not only will they be able to soar to the heavens, but they will also be able to get their hands on such a beautiful woman."

Many cultivators looked at Wu Mingyue in astonishment.

Wu Mingyue, who was dressed in a red robe, looked charming and alluring.

"Mingyue…"

Xiao Chen, who was sitting in a corner, was overwhelmed with emotions. His expression was one of excitement and longing.

Wu Mingyue was his woman. He would not let anyone else have her today!

"Thank you all for attending this banquet. Today is also the day for my daughter Mingyue to pick her husband. Only the best of the best could become the prince consort of the Panwu Celestial Dynasty."

Lord Panwu spoke, his voice echoing in all directions.

"The banquet is about to begin. You young geniuses may spar with each other."

As soon as Lord Panwu finished speaking, the banquet officially began.

"Haha, I'll be the one to embarrass myself then. I've admired Princess Mingyue for a long time."

A handsome young man with a longsword strapped to his back leaped onto the stage that had been prepared for him.

"He's a core disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect. He's a rather powerful genius," said some cultivators.

The Heavenly Sword Sect was also a top-notch force in the way of the sword.

However, Wu Mingyue didn't even look at the genius.

"Heh…"

A sneer was heard. It was Yang Pan.

He hurled his spear. The terrifying spear light caused ripples in the void.

The core disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect saw what happened and his expression suddenly changed. He unsheathed the sword on his back and made a move to resist.

However, that core disciple was sent flying while vomiting blood. A bloody hole appeared on his shoulder.

What was worse was that the core disciple's bones were all shattered.

Several elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect went forward to check on him. Their expressions were extremely ugly.

However, due to Yang Pan's status and the presence of the Panwu Celestial Lord, they didn't dare to voice their anger.

"Hmph, I'm taking the position of the prince consort. Anyone who doesn't have eyes can come up and fight for it!"

Yang Pan stood on the stage, wearing the Heavenly Lighthorn Divine Armor and wielding the Divine Spear of Berserk Light. He looked intimidating for a while.

Bang!

Just as Yang Pan finished speaking, a majestic aura was suddenly emitted from a banquet at the back.

At the same time, a cold and determined voice rang out.

"Only I, Xiao Chen, can become the prince consort.. As for you, Yang Pan, get lost as far as you can!"