Jun Xiaoyao's entry into Ling Yan's cave undoubtedly attracted a lot of attention.
After all, the identities of these two people were too sensitive.
One was the Son Of God of the Jun Family, and the other was the Young Emperor of the Xian Ting.
Now, everyone knew about the power struggle between the Jun Family and the Xian Ting.
Especially after the hidden bloodline returned to the main bloodline, the Jun Family's strength was complete.
The Xian Ting even regarded the Jun Family as the biggest threat.
The Jun Family was likely to impact the Xian Ting's position as the overlord.
However, at such a critical juncture, the leaders of the younger generation of these two forces had a vague relationship with each other.
This undoubtedly made many people's hearts burn with the fire of gossip.
In Ling Yan's cave, a subtle fragrance flowed.
Except for the maid Sakura, almost no one had entered Ling Yan's cave.
As for the opposite sex, there was even less.
Even Gu Tiezi had never entered.
Jun Xiaoyao was the only one.
Soon, Jun Xiaoyao came to the depths of the cave.
He saw the beautiful figure sitting cross-legged on the crystal platform.
She was beautiful, noble, and cold.
Her skin was as delicate as mutton-fat jade, flowing with celestial light.
Her facial features were exquisite, like a perfect creation carved by the hands of the heavens.
Her neck was as white as a swan's, her arms were crystal clear, her waist was slender, and her legs were as white and flawless as ivory.
All of this combined to form a picture of a peerless beauty.
That kind of innate nobility and elegance was enough to produce a fatal poison to men.
It was no wonder that peerless geniuses like Gu Tiezi admired Ling Yan so much that they couldn't get her.
If Jiang Shengyi was a pearl under the moon.
Ling Yan was an incomparably precious gem that was shining brightly.
"Ling Yan, long time no see."
Facing the stunning Xian Ting's Young Emperor, Jun Xiaoyao smiled with a calm expression.
It was as if he was greeting an old friend whom he had not seen for a long time.
Ling Yan's delicate body trembled slightly as she stared fixedly at Jun Xiaoyao with her jewel-like phoenix eyes.
"Back in the Desolate Border, it was indeed you, yet you didn't admit it."
Ling Yan opened her mouth. Her voice was as clear and pleasant as a clear waterfall, but there was a trace of trembling in it.
When she was training in Desolate Border, she sensed something, but didn't dare confirm it, fearing that she would end up disappointed.
"So what if I tell you? It'll just cause you more trouble," Jun Xiaoyao said.
"So you think that your life or death has nothing to do with me?!"
Ling Yan suddenly became a little emotional and questioned him directly.
Jun Xiaoyao said after a moment of silence.
"Isn't that so?"
Ling Yan clenched her slender hands tightly. She really wanted to bite the person in front of her!
She and Jun Xiaoyao were originally enemies.
Even when she first sent Fairy Yuan, it was only to monitor Jun Xiaoyao and gather information.
After that, in the Black Abyss, she and Jun Xiaoyao experienced a hundred lifetimes of love, and Jun Xiaoyao even left a mark on her thigh.
At that time, she was very ashamed and resentful and swore to take revenge on Jun Xiaoyao.
Then, in the world of the Ruins of God, she and Jun Xiaoyao were assigned to the same team.
In the face of that terrifying divine obsession, Jun Xiaoyao stood in front of her.
That was the first time Ling Yan felt warmth that she could rely on.
Then, in that valley, the Lover's Flower bloomed.
One day of the Lover's Flower, a thousand years of lovesickness.
It was only then that she realized that her feelings toward Jun Xiaoyao had subtly changed without her noticing.
She even felt jealous in her heart.
She was jealous of the relationship between Fairy Yuan and Jun Xiaoyao.
Then, Fairy Yuan sacrificed herself, and her soul merged with Ling Yan.
She didn't know who she was anymore.
However, when she saw Jun Xiaoyao fall, she felt as if a large piece of her heart had been dug out, and it was empty.
Later, during the war between the two worlds, when she saw Jun Xiaoyao appear again.
What surged in her heart was heartfelt joy.
This was not an emotion that she should have felt.
As the Young Emperor of the Xian Ting, Jun Xiaoyao's existence was an invisible threat to the entire Xian Ting.
Therefore, Ling Yan was at a loss.
When Jun Xiaoyao came to the Jiutian Immortal Academy, she did not appear because she did not know how to face him.
When she heard Sakura say that Jun Xiaoyao had been with Jiang Luoli all this time.
She also had a complicated feeling in her heart. It was indescribably complicated.
"So, you're just here to see me?"
Ling Yuan took a deep breath and calmed the emotions in her heart.
"Of course not. I came here with a purpose." Jun Xiaoyao was very calm.
Ling Yan was silent, but a faint trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes.
"What am I thinking? In his eyes, I'm an enemy and an opponent." Ling Yan mocked herself in her heart.
"I want to take a look at the Xian Ting's Immortal Tribulation Sword Art," Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.
"Immortal Tribulation Sword Art?" Ling Yan was slightly taken aback.
Although the Immortal Tribulation Sword Art was not a supreme Grand Theurgy, it was still one of the five great Theurgies of the Sword Dao.
As a member of the Jun Family, Jun Xiaoyao actually asked Ling Yan, the Young Emperor of the Xian Ting, for the Immortal Tribulation Sword Art so directly.
If others knew about this, they would definitely think that Jun Xiaoyao was doing something useless.
This was ridiculous.
The Xian Ting and the Jun Family were competitors.
As the Young Emperor of the Xian Ting, how could Ling Yan do something to help the enemy?
"You should know what you're talking about, right?" Ling Yan said.
"Of course I know."
"If it were you, would you give your Theurgy to someone from the enemy camp?"
"I won't," Jun Xiaoyao said before changing the subject and continuing to speak.
"But it's useful to me."
"You should know your identity, and you should also know my position," Ling Yan said.
"That's true, but …"
Jun Xiaoyao suddenly walked toward Ling Yan.
Finally, he stood three feet in front of her.
Ling Yuan's exquisite face, which was as white as snow, immediately blushed.
"I just want to know who you are." Jun Xiaoyao looked seriously into Ling Yan's eyes.
"What do you mean? Am I not me?" Ling Yan's eyelashes fluttered, and she lowered her gaze, avoiding Jun Xiaoyao's gaze.
In fact, she should push Jun Xiaoyao away at this moment.
But she couldn't do it.
Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were deep as he said, "Do you still remember the girl who danced for me under the starry sky?"
Previously, when they parted, Fairy Yuan had danced for Jun Xiaoyao under the starry sky.
A graceful dance of the Goddess of Luo had captivated all living beings.
It had also left a deep impression on Jun Xiaoyao.
He just wanted to know how deeply Ling Yan had been influenced by Fairy Yuan.
Perhaps their souls had already fused into one.
Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's words, Ling Yan's heart trembled.
She finally mustered up her courage and looked at Jun Xiaoyao.
There seemed to be some kind of determination in her sparkling eyes.
"Jun Xiaoyao, have you ever thought that maybe the Xian Ting and the Jun Family don't have to be on opposite sides?"
"I am the Young Emperor of the Xian Ting, and you are the Son Of God of the Jun Family. If we join forces, we may be able to change the will of the two forces."
"Oh? What do you mean? "Jun Xiaoyao looked at Ling Yan.
Ling Yan took a deep breath, and her plump chest rose and fell like a fruit. She finally mustered up the courage to speak.
"If the Jun Family and the Xian Ting make peace and even form an alliance, with your talent, you may be able to become the master of the Xian Ting in the future, and I will be the Empress."
"The two of us can dominate the entire Immortal Realm!"
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