Chapter 96

Just as the entire Immortal Realm was in turmoil.

Jun Xiaoyao, at the center of the storm, was about to reach the capital of the Panwu Divine Dynasty.

He had passed through several teleportation arrays to arrive at the Dao Prefecture of Panwu.

The capital of the Panwu Divine Dynasty was located in the central region of the Dao Prefecture of Panwu.

There was still half a month left, which was enough for Jun Xiaoyao to make his arrangements.

At this moment, the voice of the Nine-Headed Lion came from outside the carriage.

"Master, we are approaching the capital of the Panwu Divine Dynasty."

Upon hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao lifted the curtain and took a look.

Ahead, a grand and majestic city towered on the ground.

The entire city was vast and boundless, with walls stretching infinitely to the left and right, like a great wall.

Inside the capital, pavilions and terraces, bustling markets, and throngs of people filled the scene.

In the sky, numerous floating islands hovered, adorned with palaces that resembled divine palaces and immortal abodes.

"This Panwu Divine Dynasty, as an immortal dynasty, truly has a grand presence," Jun Xiaoyao observed.

Immortal lineages were supreme and were giants in the Immortal Realm, each one not to be underestimated.

This was why, despite the deep enmity between the Jun family and the Ancestral Dragon Nest, they had never initiated an immortal war.

Both sides knew that completely eradicating an immortal force was not an easy task.

Of course, strictly speaking, the Ancestral Dragon Nest was more wary of the Jun family.

The Panwu Divine Dynasty, founded by the great Emperor Panwu, though not as prosperous as its peak, had not declined much.

Jun Xiaoyao descended from the sky, while the Nine-Headed Lion broke free from the reins and followed him.

"Dogsheng, aren't you too conspicuous like this?" Jun Xiaoyao asked, glancing sideways.

The Nine-Headed Lion's body was like gold, emitting a golden glow that was almost blinding, making it too eye-catching.

Jun Xiaoyao did not want to become a monkey in a zoo, to be gawked at by people.

Moreover, the matters he needed to handle required discretion.

"Master, can you please not call me by my real name?" the Nine-Headed Lion whispered, sounding somewhat dejected.

Then, its body suddenly shrank, and in Jun Xiaoyao's gaze, it transformed into a...

Well... a Shiba Inu.

Indeed, in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, it looked just like a Shiba Inu.

Only, it had nine heads, making it look somewhat strange and comical.

"Is this a walking emoji? Oh well," Jun Xiaoyao sighed lightly.

At least the nine-headed Shiba Inu was less conspicuous.

Jun Xiaoyao walked through the city gate into the capital, hands behind his back, as if taking a leisurely stroll.

The guards at the city gate, upon seeing Jun Xiaoyao, all looked surprised and did not dare to stop him.

This was because Jun Xiaoyao's aura was truly too transcendent.

A faint divine light surrounded him, and an aura of immortality and Dao permeated his entire being.

This was naturally due to the Great Luo Immortal Bone he had refined.

Jun Xiaoyao's appearance was also shrouded in divine light, making it hard to see clearly.

Thus, he entered the capital without any hindrance.

After Jun Xiaoyao left, a young guard asked in confusion, "Guard Captain, why didn't you stop that person for an identity check? The rules state that all cultivators entering the city must be checked."

"You fool, can you just stop anyone like that? He might be a prodigy from some immortal lineage, with a status no less than the Imperial Princess!" the guard captain glared at him.

"Oh, I see," the young guard nodded repeatedly, feeling a bit scared.

After entering the capital, Jun Xiaoyao also attracted many gazes.

Although his appearance was obscured by a misty veil, his aura could not be concealed.

Many young maidens and female cultivators from major forces kept glancing at Jun Xiaoyao.

In the entire Wasteland Immortal Realm, many knew of Jun Xiaoyao's name, but few had actually seen him.

Moreover, many disciples from immortal lineages, possessing royal or divine bodies, also had a misty aura surrounding them.

It was impossible for every person with divine light to be Jun Xiaoyao, so no one could see through it.

At this moment, a young girl in a simple green dress hesitated but finally bit her lip and approached.

"Sir, is this your first time in the capital of the divine dynasty? Qin Xuan can guide you and provide information on various matters."

Qin Xuan looked nervous.

She had guided many disciples from major forces before, but someone as mysterious and transcendent as Jun Xiaoyao was a first.

The other female cultivators only dared to watch from a distance, too afraid to approach.

"Oh?" Jun Xiaoyao's gaze fell on Qin Xuan, his eyebrows slightly raised.

Qin Xuan was only fifteen or sixteen years old, yet her cultivation had reached the Great Perfection of the Divine Bridge Realm.

He noticed this but did not say anything.

"Sure, lead the way," Jun Xiaoyao casually took out a flawless divine essence.

The surrounding crowd was stunned.

"Wow, that's a flawless divine essence. That young man must be incredibly wealthy!"

"Definitely a descendant of some immortal force. Oh, how I envy that girl!"

Many female cultivators bit their lips and stomped their feet, regretting their missed opportunity.

Qin Xuan's mouth was slightly open, looking somewhat overwhelmed.

Jun Xiaoyao, however, remained calm.

For him, flawless divine essence was already the most common currency he had.

"Sir, let me tell you about the recent news. In a few days, the Imperial Princess will hold a banquet to choose a prince consort."

"Also, the Champion Marquis will challenge the Jun family's divine son at the peak of the Forbidden City."

"I've heard that the Jun family's divine son is a god-like figure, invincible among his peers."

Qin Xuan's eyes were filled with admiration when she mentioned Jun Xiaoyao.

After all, Jun Xiaoyao was already the dream of millions of young girls in the Immortal Realm.

The Nine-Headed Lion, following beside her, had a strange look in its eyes.

If this girl knew that the person beside her was the very divine son she admired and idolized, she would probably faint from excitement.

However, when she mentioned the Champion Marquis, her emotions clearly fluctuated, revealing a hint of hatred.

Jun Xiaoyao noticed this and casually asked, "If the Jun family's divine son really accepts the challenge, who do you hope will win?"

Qin Xuan's eyes filled with deep hatred, and she replied without hesitation, "Qin Xuan hopes the Jun family's divine son will win, and even kill the Champion Marquis!"

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he said, "To have reached the Great Perfection of the Divine Bridge Realm at your age, your background must not be simple. How did you end up guiding people?"

Qin Xuan clenched her fists, her voice slightly heavy, "I was originally from the Qin Tian Marquis' residence. My father was the Qin Tian Marquis of the divine dynasty."

"My mother was a well-known beauty in the divine dynasty. Later, she was noticed by the Champion Marquis, who wanted to take her into his harem. My father refused, and he was killed. My mother also died in grief."

"The entire marquis residence fell into decline, and I had to wander outside." Qin Xuan spoke softly, her eyes filled with unresolvable hatred.

"I see," Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

He did not feel much sympathy, as there were too many people in the world who deserved sympathy.

Jun Xiaoyao was not the kind of person who would pity every unfortunate soul he encountered.

"Sorry, I must have said too much about my personal matters, which must have displeased you, sir," Qin Xuan recovered her composure and forced a smile.

"Do you not want to seek revenge?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.

"Revenge? The Champion Marquis is like a local emperor in the Panwu Divine Dynasty. Who can avenge him?" Qin Xuan said bitterly, feeling very powerless.

"On the peak of the Forbidden City, you might have something to look forward to."

Jun Xiaoyao spoke softly, hands behind his back, walking leisurely ahead.

Looking at Jun Xiaoyao's back, Qin Xuan was momentarily stunned.

She did not quite understand what Jun Xiaoyao meant by those words.