Jun Xiaoyao's return to the Jun Family in the Huangtian Mystic Realm undoubtedly caused another stir.
After all, the Jun Family had received news that Jun Xiaoyao had casually killed people from the three forbidden families in the Immortal Academy.
No one in the Jun Family thought that Jun Xiaoyao had done anything wrong.
On the contrary, they thought that Jun Xiaoyao's actions were most in line with the Jun Family's style.
Jun Xiaoyao's prestige in the Jun Family had obviously reached a peak again.
The fact that Jun Xiaoyao had brought a Quasi-emperor back also made everyone in the Jun Family very curious.
Even the Great Ancestors of the Jun Family showed up to show respect to Luo Xiangling.
Luo Xiangling's strength was almost on par with the Great Ancestors of the Jun Family.
There was also Little Eversnow, who surprised the Great Ancestors of the Jun Family.
"Eh …" Some of the Great Ancestors were extremely surprised.
Little Eversnow was very shy, and she only shrank behind Jun Xiaoyao.
"Great Ancestors, do you see anything?" Jun Xiaoyao asked with a smile.
"Not simple, Xiaoyao, this is your fate."
The Great Ancestors of the Jun Family were all experienced and knowledgeable, but they did not say anything.
However, if they said that it was not simple, then it was obviously not simple.
Jun Xiaoyao did not mind. He was now really raising Little Eversnow as his daughter, and was not in a hurry to find out her identity and origin.
Jun Xiaoyao's birth mother, Jiang Rou, also showed up and asked about Jun Xiaoyao again.
Jiang Rou was stunned when she saw Little Eversnow.
"Daddy …"
Little Eversnow grabbed the corner of Jun Xiaoyao's clothes.
"Xiaoyao, isn't this too sudden?" Jiang Rou was speechless for a moment, and then she was very happy.
Jun Xiaoyao still explained to clear the misunderstanding.
"Ah, what a cute little girl."
Jiang Rou's maternal instinct was overflowing, and she still liked this little girl very much.
"By the way, Xiaoyao, that..."
Jiang Rou glanced at Luo Xiangling.
Jun Xiaoyao was silent, and he did not know how to explain.
Could it be that this was the thigh he was hugging in the other side?
"Hello, Auntie …"
Luo Xiangling's tone was a little shaky, and her beautiful face was slightly red as she spoke to Jiang Rou.
Although in terms of age, she was definitely not younger than Jiang Rou.
But now, she was really like a little daughter-in-law meeting her parents-in-law, full of shyness.
Jiang Rou was naturally happy as well.
She really hoped that Jun Xiaoyao would have more women so that he could have more children.
But the premise was that Jun Xiaoyao treated them really well and really liked them.
What followed was naturally a joyous and harmonious atmosphere.
However, Jun Xiaoyao did not forget his purpose in coming to the Huangtian Mystic Realm.
He arrived at the Bronze Immortal Palace.
At this moment, the Bronze Immortal Palace had become a mobile fortress for the Monarch Dynasty.
Jun Xiaoyao found Wu Hu.
Wu Hu's physique was robust, his muscles were like metal, his hair was thick, and his eyes emitted cold lightning.
He looked like a dragon and ferocious tiger. He was like a reincarnated god of war. His golden blood surged and shook the sky.
Wu Hu could be said to be an absolute upper echelon of the Monarch Dynasty, a core member.
"Jun Xiaoyao, you're here."
Seeing Jun Xiaoyao appear, Wu Hu stood up to welcome him.
"Senior Wu Hu, it seems that your condition is getting better and better."
Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.
He still hadn't forgotten the first time he saw Wu Hu.
In the dilapidated Desolate Ancient Sacred Palace, Wu Hu's hands and feet were shackled, and thick chains pierced through his shoulder blades.
On his back was a stone tablet, which was the humiliation left behind by the Tyrant Body lineage.
However, Wu Hu did not give up.
He was in the darkness, but his heart was in the light.
He had always done his best for the continuation of the Sacred Body lineage.
He even didn't hesitate to use his own blood essence to nourish Ning Chen and Xiao Xuanxuan, wanting the blood of the Sacred Body to continue flowing.
"It's all because of you, Xiaoyao."
Wu Hu knew.
If it weren't for Jun Xiaoyao, the Sacred Body lineage would have been destroyed.
In this great world, the Sacred Body lineage would probably no longer have its glory.
Jun Xiaoyao had single-handedly saved the entire branch of the Saint Physique.
"Senior Wu Hu, I'm here this time because I have something to ask you."
As Jun Xiaoyao spoke, he took out the Heart of Protector that he had obtained from signing in.
"This is …"
Wu Hu was stunned for a moment.
He could feel the terrifying majestic energy of the Heart of Protector.
"This Heart of Protector can only be refined by those who truly have the desire to protect the world."
"If it's refined, it can at least unconditionally raise one's realm below the Quasi-emperor realm."
"Senior Wu Hu, you're now a Godly Venerable. You can completely refine it when you cultivate to the Dao Lord realm."
"In that case, a Sacred Body of the Ancients at the Quasi-emperor level will be absolutely terrifying and can even compete with a real Emperor!" Jun Xiaoyao said.
Wu Hu was also stunned for a moment.
Then, he directly refused.
"No, it's too precious. Jun Xiaoyao, you're the hope of the Sacred Body lineage. It should be left for you to use."
If it were anyone else, they would definitely be greedy for such a precious thing.
It was even enough to cause brothers to turn against each other.
However, Wu Hu directly refused and asked Jun Xiaoyao to keep it for his own use.
"Senior Wu Hu, just accept it. I have my own plans," Jun Xiaoyao said.
"I don't deserve it." Wu Hu still refused.
He had been indebted to Jun Xiaoyao enough.
Jun Xiaoyao had even refined 50 drops of Sacred Body blood essence to help him break the shackles of the Sacred Body.
Now that he had to give such a precious treasure to him, Wu Hu felt guilty.
"Senior Wu Hu, you should know what the duty of the Sacred Body lineage is."
"I think the real turmoil is not far away. When that time comes, the world will need a Sacred Body."
"Although my cultivation speed is not slow, it's impossible for me to reach the Quasi-emperor level in such a short time."
Jun Xiaoyao's words made Wu Hu fall silent.
Indeed.
Calming the turmoil was the duty of the Sacred Body lineage.
"This is an opportunity, but it's also a responsibility," Jun Xiaoyao said.
In the end, Wu Hu accepted it.
"Jun Xiaoyao, in the future, whether it's to protect the imperial court or to quell the turmoil, I, Wu Hu, will not shirk my responsibility."
Wu Hu said.
A man of character was a man of his word. He meant what he said.
"By the way, Senior Wu Hu, there's one more thing."
Jun Xiaoyao told him about the Void Sky Realm and took out the drop of flawless Sacred Blood.
Seeing this drop of Sacred Blood, even Wu Hu's eyes burst out with divine light. He was very surprised.
"It seems that Senior Wu Hu knows something," Jun Xiaoyao said.
Wu Hu thought for a moment and said, "You want to know who the owner of this drop of flawless Sacred Blood is?"
"That's right," Jun Xiaoyao said.
"Then do you know who created the Desolate Ancient Temple?" Wu Hu asked.
Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.
Tracing back to the creation of the Desolate Ancient Temple was too long ago.
"Could it be that the owner of this drop of flawless Sacred Blood …" Jun Xiaoyao came to a realization.
"That's right. This most primitive and perfect Sacred Blood seems to have activated the blood in my body."
"The only thing I can think of is the legendary founder of the Desolate Ancient Temple, the Desolate Emperor."
"The strongest Sacred Body of the Desolate in history!"
Wu Hu said in a solemn tone.
"The Desolate Emperor …"
Jun Xiaoyao muttered to himself.
Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind as he remembered the clues left by the Endless Great Emperor.
Mars appeared, the Forgotten Land, Desolate.
Could that Desolate be the Desolate Emperor?
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