"My three hundred wives and concubines are all as beautiful as flowers. They are either daughters of noble families or saintesses of ancient clans. None of them can compare to Young Emperor Ling Yan.
"They can't even compare to one of her fingers!"
Lu Fugui sighed.
Of course, he could only look at it for a bit.
Although Lu Fugui was a playboy and a pervert, he still knew his limits.
Ling Yuan was not an ordinary Saintess, nor was she an existence that he could fantasize about.
Even if he was the young master of the Lu Family.
Unless he was at the level of the Son Of God of the Jun Family. But was he?
Lu Fugui also knew that, apart from his appearance, he could not compare to one of the Son Of God of the Jun Family in any other aspect.
Even in forging, Lu Fugui felt that.
As long as the Son Of God of the Jun Family was willing to learn a little, his forging skills would definitely be many times better than his.
Therefore, there was no need to think about this Young Emperor Ling Yan. He could only look.
Facing the countless burning gazes, Ling Yan frowned slightly even though she was already used to it.
She did not like such passionate gazes.
"Young Emperor Ling Yan, I am the Saint of the Starry Sword Pavilion. I hope to travel with you."
"Young Emperor Ling Yan, I am the chief disciple of the Nine Profound Sect. I am willing to escort you."
"Young Emperor, I am Chu Xingyun of the Chu Family..."
Many young geniuses stepped forward to recommend themselves.
Ling Yan looked indifferent. After a glance, she immediately locked her eyes on the black-robed man standing in the crowd.
"Are you the one who said that you will regret it if I don't meet you?"
Ling Yan looked at the black-robed man and said coldly.
The black-robed man did not comment.
"Come in with me."
Ling Yan turned around and went back to the palace.
She did not want to show her violent side in public.
It would damage her demeanor as a Xian Ting Young Emperor.
The black-robed man was also careless. In other words, he did not care at all and directly went in.
"Damn, did it really work?"
Lu Fugui was dumbfounded.
Just now, he was mocking her for trying to attract Ling Yan with this kind of little trick. She must be dreaming.
And now, he had really succeeded.
The crowd was tongue-tied and petrified.
There were also many people who were jealous.
That was because the black-robed man was the only one that Ling Yan had met alone during this period of time.
But soon, someone understood what was going on and sneered.
"Look, that black-robed man dares to play tricks on Young Emperor Ling Yan. Let's see how he'll be thrown out."
"Maybe he will be crippled by Young Emperor Ling Yan."
"Indeed, I heard that Young Emperor Ling Yan hasn't been in a good mood recently …"
This was human nature.
Compared to not being able to obtain it himself, it was more unbearable for someone else to obtain it.
Everyone was waiting to watch the show.
Inside the palace.
There were only Ling Yan and the black-robed man.
Even Sakura retreated.
Because he didn't want to see the black-robed man's miserable state.
"Sigh, of all times, he chose this time to provoke Her Highness …"
Sakura sighed in her heart, observed a moment of silence for the black-robed man, and then retreated.
Ling Yan clasped her hands behind her back and looked at the black-robed man with a cold expression.
"You're very unlucky because you bumped into me when I was in a bad mood."
Given her character, she wouldn't directly torture the black-robed man in front of her to death.
However, it was still okay to teach him a lesson.
It could also be considered as a way to vent the depression in her heart.
At this moment, the black-robed man suddenly chuckled.
"Ling Yan, are you on your period? Why are you so anxious?"
Hearing this somewhat familiar voice.
Ling Yan's originally incomparably cold pretty face was immediately filled with astonishment.
She even ignored the fact that he had teased her about her period.
At her cultivation level, her physical body was perfect and flawless. How could she be on her period?
The black-robed man pulled down his hood and took off his black robe.
It was still the same flawless white robe that was whiter than snow.
His handsome facial features were shrouded in a hazy radiance. His divine appearance was elegant, handsome, and meaningful.
His slender figure was as straight as bamboo. As usual, he was as elegant as the wind, like a banished immortal riding the wind.
Who else could it be if not Jun Xiaoyao?
"Jun … Jun Xiaoyao. How is this possible?"
Ling Yan was stunned, and for a moment, her mind went blank.
For a moment, she even suspected that someone had disguised himself as Jun Xiaoyao through illusion or disguise.
But in the next moment, she denied this idea.
Not to mention that Jun Xiaoyao's appearance was so handsome that it was difficult to imitate.
Even if someone could just barely imitate Jun Xiaoyao's appearance, it would be impossible.
However, that kind of otherworldly and aloof temperament was not something that could be easily imitated.
Therefore, she was certain that the person in front of her was Jun Xiaoyao.
However …
Wasn't Jun Xiaoyao seriously injured and recuperating in the Jun Family?
How could he appear in Xian Ting, and stand in front of her?
Seeing Ling Yan's repeatedly changing expression of astonishment, Jun Xiaoyao felt a little funny.
"What, don't you want to see me? Then I'll leave?"
"Wait …"
Ling Yan bit her lip and couldn't help but speak.
At this moment, she was no longer as cold and indifferent as before.
She was simply like a little girl who was worried about personal gains and losses.
If Lu Fugui and the others outside the palace saw this, their eyes would definitely pop out.
Was this still the cold and elegant Young Empress Ling Yan?
"What's going on? It's indeed you, but it can't be …" Ling Yan was a little confused.
"It's a long story, but it's also very simple." Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.
"Could it be that the three assassins of the Jin Dynasty were besieging your Dharmakaya? No, they wouldn't be so stupid."
Ling Yan thought for a moment and directly rejected this idea.
If the three assassins of the Jin Dynasty were really besieging Jun Xiaoyao's Dharmakaya, then they were too unprofessional and unworthy of their reputation as assassins of the Jin Dynasty.
"They were indeed besieging my Dharmakaya," Jun Xiaoyao said truthfully.
"Then you're a Dharmakaya now?" Ling Yan guessed again.
But she also felt that something was wrong.
Because the faint oppressive aura of Jun Xiaoyao in front of her made her feel a little depressed.
No matter how strong Jun Xiaoyao was, the aura of a Dharmakaya couldn't possibly suppress her.
"The current me is also the Dharmakaya." Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.
"But …" Ling Yan was speechless for a moment.
"Who said that you can only have one Dharmakaya?" Jun Xiaoyao said with a smile.
"There's no harm in telling you the truth. I've cultivated the Three Pure Ones with One Breath. The strength of my doppelganger and Dharmakaya is not much different."
"Or in other words, there's no difference between the Dharmakaya and the doppelganger. The three of them are one, and they are all me," Jun Xiaoyao said.
Only then did Ling Yuan come to a realization.
The Three Pure Ones with One Breath was the ultimate skill of the White-robed King of Gods, Jun Wuhui.
And it was extremely difficult to cultivate.
Even if others obtained it, it was as difficult as ascending to the heavens to cultivate a doppelganger with the same strength as the Dharmakaya.
But for the peerless genius Jun Xiaoyao, it didn't seem to be a difficult task.
"But I don't feel the aura of the Primal Chaos on you …" Ling Yan was still puzzled.
If Jun Xiaoyao was also the Dharmakaya in front of her, then why didn't he have the Primal Chaos aura unique to the Primal Chaos Constitution?
Jun Xiaoyao sighed with a smile and slowly raised his hand.
Suddenly, a vast aura of Qi and the light of the Great Path burst forth at the same time, reflecting each other's brilliance!
The entire palace was dazzling.
Of course, this was Ling Yan's palace. It was engraved with an isolation array, so the outside world couldn't pry into it.
No one dared to casually use their Divine Consciousness to probe Ling Yan's palace.
Ling Yan's eyes widened when she saw this scene. She almost stopped breathing.
She felt an extremely powerful pressure!
"The Connate Sage Constitution Dao Fetus!"
Ling Yan couldn't help but cry out.
How did Jun Xiaoyao suddenly possess such an unparalleled and invincible constitution?
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