Starting with Check-In Sacred Body of the Ancients-Chapter 105: The Banquet Begins, Emperor Weapon Panhuang Sword, Jun Xiaoyao Goes to the Forbidden City for the Appointment!

Chapter 105 - 105: The Banquet Begins, Emperor Weapon Panhuang Sword, Jun Xiaoyao Goes to the Forbidden City for the Appointment!

Time finally arrived half a month later, which was the day the banquet began.

On this day, the entire imperial capital seemed to boil with excitement.

Personnel from all major forces gathered and headed towards the Forbidden City in the center of the imperial capital.

Many people who were not qualified to attend the banquet also followed along, even if it was just to watch the excitement from the outside.

Many people were also very curious: which talent would ultimately win the hand of Wu Mingyue, this pearl of the Divine Dynasty?

Panwu Divine Dynasty Imperial Palace, the Forbidden City.

The magnificent Forbidden City, like an ancient heavenly court, carried an air of majesty.

Golden palaces and cloud pavilions, glazed tile roofs, divine radiance coiling, and thousands of auspicious colorful streams.

Viewed from afar, it resembled the High Heaven Treasure Hall.

This Forbidden City was rumored to have been built by countless artisans under the command of Emperor Panwu when he founded the Divine Dynasty.

It was also a major symbol of the Panwu Divine Dynasty.

As for the Panwu Mausoleum, it was located deep behind the Forbidden City.

That place was also an absolute forbidden area of the Panwu Divine Dynasty. Anyone who approached without permission would be killed without mercy.

At this moment, within the Forbidden City, a grand banquet was laid out.

Countless delicacies were served by imperial palace maids.

People from many top-tier forces and immortal orthodoxies gathered together.

In a hall within the Forbidden City, Wu Mingyue, dressed in a bright red gown, sat before her dressing table.

Several palace maids beside her were helping to arrange her hair bun.

Dressed in a red gown, Wu Mingyue appeared even more charming and captivating.

Her eyes were like autumn waters, her eyebrows like ink paintings. Light makeup was applied to her skin, which was like congealed fat. Her lips held cinnabar; she was incomparably beautiful and alluring.

However, a touch of irresolvable melancholy was gathered between her brows.

A personal palace maid who had been with her since childhood saw this and said, "Your Highness, today is the day you select your consort. You should be happier."

Wu Mingyue, upon hearing this, shook her head slightly and said, "Xi'er, how can I be happy when I cannot freely choose my other half?"

Wu Mingyue was wondering if Xiao Chen would come.

Actually, she didn't wish for Xiao Chen to come.

Because even if Xiao Chen came, he couldn't change anything.

Her imperial father, the Panwu Divine Lord, would also not possibly allow her to marry a minor figure with no background.

Unless Xiao Chen's talent was as monstrous as Jun Xiaoyao's, only then might he be valued.

But was that possible?

In the entire Desolate Heaven Immortal Domain, how many people could compare in talent to Jun Xiaoyao?

Xiao Chen was indeed very hardworking, but if hard work was useful, what was the need for geniuses?

"Your Highness doesn't need to be too disheartened. Among those young talents, there might be someone who is worthy of the Princess," Xi'er comforted.

"Hah, who? Could it be that Champion Hou?" Wu Mingyue sneered.

She knew that the Panwu Divine Lord had actually always wanted her to marry Champion Hou.

For no other reason than that Champion Hou had been acknowledged by the Panhuang Life Sword and had a slight possibility of being the reincarnated body of Emperor Panwu.

Of course, even if he wasn't, it didn't matter much.

Because what the Panwu Divine Lord wanted most was for Champion Hou to help him find the three Panhuang Swords. (TN: Panhuang - Pan Emperor)

The Panhuang Life Sword was only one of the three Panhuang Swords.

Besides it, there were also the Panhuang Time Sword and the Panhuang Void Sword.

It was rumored that when the three Panhuang Swords were combined, they could re-form into Emperor Panwu's Dao-proving Emperor Weapon, the Panhuang Sword.

Emperor Weapons, also known as Ancient Emperor Weapons, Great Emperor Weapons, or Extreme Dao Emperor Weapons.

They were the Dao-proving artifacts of ancient Great Emperors, possessing immense power.

When an Emperor Weapon moved, it could shatter the nine heavens and the universe, annihilate the star regions in all eight directions, strike across the cosmos, and cause the blood of hundreds of millions of living beings to flow!

To use an inelegant analogy, the deterrent force of an Emperor Weapon was equivalent to a nuclear weapon.

Generally speaking, immortal orthodoxies whose ancestors had produced a Supreme Great Emperor possessed the foundation of an Emperor Weapon.

The Panwu Divine Dynasty originally had one too.

But later, the Panhuang Sword was split into three.

The Panwu Divine Dynasty then experienced much turmoil, which ultimately led to the loss of the three Panhuang Swords.

It wasn't until Yang Pan obtained the Panhuang Life Sword that hope was rekindled for the Panwu Divine Dynasty.

It was precisely because of this that the Panwu Divine Lord valued Yang Pan so highly, directly enfeoffing him as Champion Hou.

This caused Yang Pan's ego to inflate even further, making him lawless in the entire Panwu Divine Dynasty, like a local emperor.

Hearing the three words "Champion Hou," a trace of disgust also flashed in Xi'er's eyes.

Champion Hou's reputation was truly terrible.

"Your Highness doesn't need to be distressed. Perhaps someone can suppress Champion Hou," Xi'er said, a look of yearning suddenly appearing on her face.

"You mean..." Wu Mingyue said.

"That's right, of course it's the Jun family's Divine Son! It's rumored that he is born like an immortal, has a good personality, formidable strength, and an unparalleled background."

"He's simply the most, most, most, most perfect person in Xi'er's heart..." Xi'er was filled with incomparable longing, her eyes sparkling like little stars.

Good personality?

An immortal-like existence?

Wu Mingyue's jade-like face tensed.

Another ignorant young girl misled by rumors.

How was Jun Xiaoyao an immortal? He was simply a devil who devoured people without spitting out their bones!

He showed her no tenderness or affection whatsoever, and even used despicable coercive means to make her his servant.

To this day, Wu Mingyue had guarded this secret tightly.

"Don't mention him again," Wu Mingyue's face turned slightly cold.

"Oh..." Seeing Wu Mingyue's expression was off, Xi'er tactfully closed her mouth.

She thought Wu Mingyue was unhappy because of Champion Hou.

"I hope he doesn't come," Wu Mingyue prayed in her heart.

Otherwise, when the time came, she truly wouldn't know how to face Jun Xiaoyao.

...

At the same time.

In a quiet courtyard with serene scenery within the imperial capital.

Immortal mist drifted, and rosy clouds coiled.

A sacred aura permeated the air.

In the courtyard, Jun Xiaoyao sat cross-legged.

The flowers and plants around him seemed to have been nourished, vibrant and lush.

And Jun Xiaoyao's entire being exuded an even more transcendent aura.

His right arm seemed to be imprinted with immortal patterns, like the arm of an immortal.

In the distance, Qin Xuan looked at Jun Xiaoyao cultivating with a shocked expression, her heart trembling.

That kind of presence was too astonishing.

The Nine-Headed Lion, transformed into a nine-headed Shiba Inu, lay lazily on the ground beside them, eating spirit beast meat.

"Young Master's aura is too terrifying," Qin Xuan exclaimed in admiration.

"Master is just a monster. This kind of scene is nothing unusual," the Nine-Headed Lion replied lazily.

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao's body trembled slightly, and he also finished his cultivation.

In front of him lay a pile of Immortal Origin stones that had lost their spiritual essence.

"Not bad. I've refined fourteen Da Luo Immortal Bones. Adding the previous six, that makes exactly twenty," Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

His right arm, including the wrist bones, palm bones, and finger bones, had a total of twenty bones refined into Da Luo Immortal Bones.

The power was definitely much greater than before.

"It's still a bottomless pit. If only I could find a fat, oily leek," Jun Xiaoyao muttered to himself.

However, after thinking about it, he hadn't found a suitable candidate yet.

As for Ye Xingyun, Jun Xiaoyao had never paid any attention to this minor character.

Nor did he know about the changes he had undergone later.

"The banquet is about to begin." Jun Xiaoyao stood up and walked over to Qin Xuan and the Nine-Headed Lion.

"Let's go," Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Where is Young Master going?" Qin Xuan asked.

"The Imperial Palace, the Forbidden City, to attend an appointment!" Jun Xiaoyao said, his gaze profound.

"An appointment?" Qin Xuan was puzzled.

At this moment, the Nine-Headed Lion did a somersault, directly rising and soaring into the sky.

Golden light surged, shaking the heavens. All cultivators within a ten-li radius were astonished.

Amidst the divine radiance, a majestic nine-headed lion appeared, roaring at the sky!

Jun Xiaoyao stepped into the void and directly stood on the Nine-Headed Lion's back.

"What, not coming along? This Divine Son said, perhaps you can look forward to it," Jun Xiaoyao lowered his eyes and looked at Qin Xuan.

And Qin Xuan, on the ground, was already like a clay sculpture, rooted to the spot.

As if she had lost her soul.

"Young Master is... the Jun family's Divine Son?!"

Qin Xuan covered her pink lips with her jade hand, unable to help but cry out. Blood rushed to her head, and her pretty face flushed crimson.

Her mind spun, and she almost fainted from excessive surprise, excitement, and agitation!

(End of this Chapter)