When a woman said that you were the calamity of her destiny.
That proved that she had completely fallen and could no longer escape.
Jun Xiaoyao was very clear about this.
That was why he dared to reveal all his plans to Ling Yan.
Even Ling Yan's feelings for him were within Jun Xiaoyao's calculations.
Although using her feelings was somewhat unpresentable.
But other than that, Jun Xiaoyao could not find any other way to enter the Forgotten Country.
"If hating me can make you feel better, then hate me," Jun Xiaoyao said.
Ling Yan bit her lip.
She really could not hate the man in front of her even if she wanted to.
Not because of Fairy Yuan's will, but because of herself.
Ling Yuan let go of Jun Xiaoyao after exhaling a fragrant scent that smelled like orchids and musk. She said, "I can promise to take you with me into the Forgotten Nation."
"But you have to promise that you will not do anything to endanger the Xian Ting."
"You can rest assured that I will not do anything to endanger the immortal lineage of Empress Wa, nor will I prevent you from obtaining the opportunity. I will even help you obtain it," Jun Xiaoyao said.
He said that he would not endanger the immortal lineage of Empress Wa and would only help Ling Yan.
"Of course, if there are others who insist on targeting me, then …"
"Exceptions are made," Ling Yan said.
To be honest, she also knew that bringing Jun Xiaoyao into the Forgotten Country was definitely not beneficial to the Xian Ting.
But she just could not refuse this man.
She felt very uncomfortable rejecting Jun Xiaoyao.
But as the young empress of the Xian Ting, helping Jun Xiaoyao also made her feel a sense of betrayal towards the Xian Ting.
She was caught in the middle of responsibility and emotions, and felt a sense of suffocation.
No matter how strong she was, she was still a woman.
He seemed to see the exhaustion in Ling Yan's eyes.
Jun Xiaoyao's wrist flashed, and he took out something.
"This is a gift for you."
Ling Yan's beautiful eyes fell on him.
It was a dress with a very special cut, but it was quite gorgeous and had a silk texture.
"This is a qipao. It's not very precious, but it's still a top-notch Utmost Exalted Artifact."
Ling Yan reached out her jade-like hand to take it, her face slightly red.
This cheongsam was a little too tight, and it made Linglong's tall and slender figure even more graceful.
It was just that this cheongsam had a high slit and was a little tight. It was almost close to the sexy style.
"Why do you always give me these things …"
Ling Yan regained her composure and felt a little embarrassed. She rolled her eyes at Jun Xiaoyao charmingly.
Last time, it was silk stockings. This time, it was a cheongsam.
Why were they all such embarrassing things?
"You're finally smiling," Jun Xiaoyao said with a faint smile.
Ling Yan was stunned, and a warm current flowed through his heart.
Perhaps it was Jun Xiaoyao's casual gentleness that made her fall for him.
Jun Xiaoyao heaved a sigh of relief.
It was finally done.
What was a scumbag?
When he was so scumbag that girls were willing to sacrifice for him.
Then he was not a scumbag, but a Casanova!
"You're not wearing it?" Jun Xiaoyao said.
A cheongsam with silk stockings, how wonderful could it be?
"I'll have a chance in the future … I … I can only wear it for you to see …"
Ling Yan's voice was as soft as a mosquito's, and only she heard the second half of the sentence.
She was absolutely unwilling to wear such a tight cut cheongsam in public.
Although she looked noble and cold on the outside, she was actually very conservative on the inside.
Jun Xiaoyao didn't care much and nodded. "Okay, I'll come again when the Forgotten Kingdom opens."
If he stayed in Ling Yan's bedroom, it would inevitably arouse suspicion.
Before he really entered the Forgotten Kingdom.
His true identity could only be known by Ling Yan alone.
Then, the two walked out of the bedroom.
Jun Xiaoyao had already put on his black robe and hood.
"Thank you very much, Young Emperor Ling Yan."
Jun Xiaoyao lowered his voice, nodded slightly at Ling Yan, and turned to leave.
Ling Yan watched Jun Xiaoyao leave.
On that exquisite jade face, there was actually a trace of a little girl's hidden bitterness.
As for the young elites that were waiting to watch the show, they were all dumbfounded as they saw this scene!
"F * ck, am I seeing things? That black-robed man came out alive?"
"And he seems to be completely fine."
"Most importantly, Young Emperor Ling Yan actually sent him out?"
"Is that still the cold and aloof Young Emperor?"
"Who exactly is that black-robed man?"
All the young geniuses were stunned.
Especially those who had knelt on the ground for seven days and seven nights, and those who had given a lot of gifts. They were all envious and jealous, and their mentality collapsed.
They had given so much, but Ling Yan didn't even look at them.
However, this mysterious black-robed man was able to win Ling Yan's favor.
"Hey, brother, you're awesome!"
A fat man greeted Jun Xiaoyao.
It was the young master of the Lu family, Lu Fugui.
Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly and left.
It was best for him to keep a low profile and not arouse the curiosity and speculation of others.
If his identity was exposed, his plan would be in vain.
He still needed to check in at the Forgotten Nation, and he also needed to figure out the clues about the Desolate Emperor left behind by Emperor No End.
Looking at Jun Xiaoyao's back, Lu Fugui narrowed his eyes.
"Interesting guy, but is he trying to steal the Son Of God from the Jun family?"
Everyone knew that Ling Yan and Jun Xiaoyao had an unusual relationship.
In the entire Mystic Realm, how many people dared to steal Jun Xiaoyao's people?
"Unless it's him, but that's impossible. After all, the Son Of God of the Jun family was severely injured and is still lying in the Jun family."
Lu Fugui shook his head and dismissed this ridiculous idea.
In the following days, there were still many geniuses who wanted to join the team of the nine great immortal lineages of the Xian Ting.
However, only a few people were qualified.
Jun Xiaoyao was also silently waiting for the Forgotten Nation to open.
On the other hand, in the Huangtian Mystic Realm.
In the depths of the Jun family's ancestral temple, there was a blessed place with rich Spirit Qi.
A blurry white-robed figure could be vaguely seen sitting cross-legged in the middle.
Beside him, there was a towering ancient tree surrounded by endless chaotic Qi.
Every wisp of it was extremely heavy, as if it could crush the void.
This was the Chaotic Ancient Tree that the Fifth Forefather, Jun Taihao, had cut down. It contained the Innate Chaotic Essence.
It was very helpful for the cultivation of the Chaotic Body.
The white-robed figure sitting cross-legged was naturally none other than Jun Xiaoyao.
It was just his chaotic body.
The Three Pure Ones with One Breath was a supreme secret technique.
It was extremely heaven-defying, and the three clones had the same strength as the main body.
However, it was extremely difficult to cultivate it.
The reason why Jun Xiaoyao was able to cultivate a clone so quickly was because of that.
In addition to his monstrous talent, there was another reason.
He had many constitutions in his body, and it just so happened that he could separate one of them and use it for cultivation.
This was a condition that Jun Wuhui did not have.
The current Jun Xiaoyao was a chaotic body.
The one who met Ling Yan was a Holy Body and a Dao Fetus.
In fact, they were both the main body and him. There was no difference at all.
When the time was right in the future, Jun Xiaoyao might be able to use special constitutions, such as the Fateless Ones, to cultivate a new clone.
When the time came, there would be the Chaotic Body, the Holy Body, the Dao Fetus, and the Fateless Body.
Among the 3,000 constitutions since ancient times, the three most powerful ones belonged to him.
Would he be invincible?
If he cultivated it to the extreme, he could even become one with the three bodies. He would be invincible, so strong that no one could compare to him!
Of course, that was the goal of Jun Xiaoyao's cultivation.
"With this Chaotic Ancient Tree, I'll be fine after a few months of recuperation."
Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.
A Quasi-Emperor with an Emperor weapon's self-detonation was indeed powerful.
However, he had Little Eversnow by his side.
Although the explosion was powerful, he was only slightly affected by it.
It was far from the rumors that his Dao foundation was damaged.
That was just a rumor that he deliberately let out.
However, at least Xian Ting had compensated him with Chaos Crystals, Divine Fruits of Life, and other treasures. It was a windfall.
Jun Xiaoyao then turned his gaze to the side, looking at the little girl sleeping beside him.
Ever since the assassination, Little Eversnow had been in a deep sleep.
It was as if she had exhausted all her strength.
However, Jun Xiaoyao knew that she was just a little tired.
She should wake up after sleeping. There would be no major problems.
"Who exactly are you …?"
Jun Xiaoyao reached out and pinched Little Eversnow's cute face as he muttered to himself.
"Mmm … Daddy … No one can bully Daddy …"
Little Eversnow's pink lips pouted as if she was talking in her sleep.
Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.
At that moment, a blood-red figure suddenly appeared in the void.
Jun Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows when he saw who it was.
The mother of the Red Spider Lilies had given him another big gift.
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