Chapter 100

Hearing this voice, Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes revealed a hint of coldness, and he turned to look at Feng Qingling.

Feng Qingling’s gaze was filled with fiery passion as she looked at the Feng Ming Qishan zither.

The attributes of this zither were extremely compatible with her, as if it had been tailor-made for her.

Not to mention, it was a rare ancient holy weapon.

Ancient holy weapons of the zither type were exceedingly rare, and they were not just for cultivating one’s temperament.

When used as a weapon against enemies, their power was incredibly formidable.

Therefore, Feng Qingling was moved and couldn’t help but speak up.

“Oh, so what?” Jun Xiaoyao said with a playful tone.

“A thousand supreme divine sources for your ancient zither.” Feng Qingling said casually.

Many of the young geniuses around them took a deep breath.

Truly worthy of being a descendant of an ancient imperial clan, she casually offered a thousand supreme divine sources.

But many people looked at the Feng Ming Qishan in Jun Xiaoyao’s hands.

Compared to an ancient holy weapon, a thousand supreme divine sources were definitely not much.

In fact, it was somewhat meager.

After all, the value of an ancient holy weapon could not be measured by supreme divine sources.

At the very least, it needed to be measured by immortal sources.

However, even if Feng Qingling was a noble lady of the Ten Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain, she could not have many immortal sources.

Even in the Jun family, immortal sources were very rare and scarce.

“A thousand supreme divine sources for my ancient zither? If your brain isn’t working, get someone to treat it.” Jun Xiaoyao said coldly.

He hadn’t even taken the initiative to cause trouble for the Ten Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain, yet they dared to covet his ancient zither.

“Huh? Do you know who I am?” Feng Qingling raised her eyebrows.

“I don’t care who you are, and I’m not interested at all. If you want to die, you can continue jumping in front of me.” Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

Hearing this, many young geniuses stared wide-eyed.

Feng Qingling was a noble lady of the Ten Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain, with both status and strength that were not to be trifled with by ordinary people.

Even the descendants of immortal forces would not dare to treat Feng Qingling like this.

“Looking for death, refusing the wine of respect and accepting the wine of punishment!” Feng Qingling’s beautiful eyes blazed with red flames; she was truly angry.

As a noble lady of the Ten Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain, wherever she went, people looked up to her, and no one dared to offend her.

In her view, since she had taken a fancy to this ancient zither, Jun Xiaoyao should be more than willing to give it to her.

Feng Qingling immediately took action, her jade hand sweeping out, a series of red runes rising into the air, as if forming a phoenix wing.

“Could that be... the True Phoenix Great Skill?!”

Many geniuses stood up, their eyes filled with shock.

The True Phoenix Great Skill of the Ten Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain, along with the True Dragon Great Skill of the Ancestral Dragon Nest, were among the top martial skills in the Immortal Realm.

“No, it has the essence of the True Phoenix Great Skill, but it’s not the true skill; it’s probably just a derivative technique.” Some geniuses with discerning eyes said.

However, even as a derivative technique, when used by Feng Qingling, its power was formidable.

Not to mention, her cultivation had already reached the Great Perfection of the Unity Realm.

At her age, to have such cultivation, Feng Qingling was worthy of her status as a noble lady of the Ten Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain.

“Sir, be careful...” Qin Xuan and Tianqin Nü both exclaimed.

Seeing Tianqin Nü’s concern for Jun Xiaoyao, the Third Prince’s expression grew even more solemn.

“Provoking a noble lady of the Ten Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain, he won’t even know how he dies...” the Third Prince thought coldly.

And just as this thought crossed his mind,

The next moment, Jun Xiaoyao took action.

Without using any techniques, he simply struck out with a palm.

Pfft!

Jun Xiaoyao’s palm collided with Feng Qingling’s technique.

Accompanied by a bone-chilling crack.

Feng Qingling’s face suddenly turned deathly pale.

Crack!

Her outstretched jade arm was directly broken by a terrifying force, her bones shattered.

She was also thrown back, finally crashing into a stone pillar.

Fortunately, the entire Immortal Jade Tower was imprinted with defensive arrays; otherwise, just this one collision would have been enough to collapse half of the Immortal Jade Tower.

“How is this possible?” Feng Qingling’s lips were as pale as paper.

The divine flames and rosy light around her were scattered, revealing her true appearance.

Her snow-white, beautiful face was filled with panic.

Despite being a woman with a slender figure and delicate bones,

She, who possessed a trace of phoenix blood, had a physical strength far superior to some human cultivators who focused on body cultivation.

This was why she was shocked; how could this human’s physical strength be so terrifying?

Could he be from an ancient imperial clan like her?

Seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao struck out with another simple palm.

Facing Feng Qingling, he didn’t need to use any techniques; a single hand was enough to suppress her.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao raise his palm again, Feng Qingling gritted her teeth.

The pride of being from an ancient imperial clan made her unable to accept such humiliation.

Red light bloomed from her arm, her blood and qi swirling as her arm bones began to heal rapidly.

“What a powerful physical body!”

“It’s rumored that Feng Qingling has undergone the baptism of the Phoenix Blood Pool within the Ten Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain, making her physical body astonishing. This indeed seems to be true.”

Feng Qingling’s state once again amazed a group of people.

Worthy of being a descendant of an immortal lineage, her various techniques and trump cards far surpassed those of ordinary geniuses.

“What’s the use?” Jun Xiaoyao’s face was cold and expressionless.

“Phoenix Claw!”

Feng Qingling transformed her palm into a claw, a red phoenix claw enveloped in red light appearing, tearing through the air with a hissing sound.

This claw would instantly tear apart an ordinary Unity Realm genius.

Jun Xiaoyao clenched his fist and directly shattered the Phoenix Claw, sending Feng Qingling flying again, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes turned cold, his right arm glowing with divine light and immortal rosy light.

He had activated the power of a Great Law Immortal Bone.

In an instant, Feng Qingling’s body was covered in goosebumps, a sense of extreme danger rising in her heart.

Jun Xiaoyao showed no mercy, his fist striking with shocking force.

Feng Qingling summoned a protective treasure with one hand, a red-golden shield shaped like a closed phoenix wing.

Boom!

With a loud bang, like the clash of divine iron.

The high-grade shield was directly shattered into pieces.

Feng Qingling was terrified, her phoenix wings vibrating as she soared into the air, dashing into her carriage and fleeing at lightning speed.

She didn’t even have time to leave a harsh word.

...

Silence.

All the geniuses and heroes on the top floor of the Immortal Jade Tower were petrified, their bodies stiff.

The famous noble lady of the Ten Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain, Feng Qingling, had been driven off in just three moves.

If this news spread, it would cause quite a stir.

Tianqin Nü’s gaze towards Jun Xiaoyao was filled with admiration.

Qin Xuan’s mouth was wide open, clearly not expecting Jun Xiaoyao to be so strong.

The young master of the Ten Thousand Treasures Chamber, who had been suspicious and wary from the beginning, now looked grave.

As the young master of a merchant guild, he was smooth and shrewd, knowing that such a person must not be provoked in the slightest.

The Third Prince, however, was different.

Born high and mighty, he was a figure who could command the wind and rain in the Panwu Divine Dynasty.

Now, Jun Xiaoyao’s appearance had undoubtedly heightened his sense of crisis.

Seeing Tianqin Nü’s attitude towards Jun Xiaoyao, the Third Prince was even more annoyed to the core.

“Sir, you haven’t responded to Tianqin Nü’s small request earlier,” Tianqin Nü said softly.

She was referring to the matter of spending the night talking and playing the zither with Jun Xiaoyao.

Her words carried a hint of coquettishness.