The entire ancient city was in an uproar. Countless people were talking about Jun Xiaoyao.
He was very curious about this mysterious young man in white.
As for Kong Xiang, he came to the ancient city in advance to support Prince Yan.
In the end, he even lost his life.
His cousin, Kong Qianqian, would come on the day of the Heavenly Immortal Banquet.
One could imagine that the real show would begin when the Heavenly Immortal Banquet began.
At this moment.
In the western area of the ancient city, there was a rather exquisite courtyard.
It was the residence of the Ice Spirit Royal Family.
Fei Qingxue brought Jun Xiaoyao and Chunchun here.
The three of them entered a pavilion.
As for the Ice Spirit Royal Family elders, they were discussing something with a worried look on their faces.
At the same time, they were also sending messages to Heavenly Venerable Ice Spirit.
After all, the incident this time was too big.
They had offended the Firestone Royal Family and the Black Peacock Royal Family.
Perhaps the Ice Spirit Royal Family would also be implicated.
In the Foreign Realm, it was not uncommon for a family to be wiped out.
At this moment, in the pavilion.
Jun Xiaoyao sat in the seat of honor.
Chunchun sat beside him.
Fei Qingxue stood there respectfully.
She knew that no matter where this man in white came from, he was definitely not someone she could be rude to.
Besides, Fei Qingxue was extremely grateful to Jun Xiaoyao.
After all, not everyone could offend the Firestone Royal Family and the Black Peacock Royal Family for a stranger.
"Little one, you go out first."
Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.
Chunchun wrinkled her little nose when she heard that.
Although she did not like this title, she still let out a snort and left.
In the pavilion, only Jun Xiaoyao and Fei Qingxue were left.
Fei Qingxue was inexplicably nervous.
Why did this man ask the others to go out?
Was it like in the stories, where the hero saved the beauty and promised to marry her?
But for some reason, Fei Qingxue did not feel too disgusted or resistant.
This was definitely not because the man in white in front of her was handsome and strong.
Well, that was definitely not the case.
"Do you know why I saved you?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.
"Qingxue doesn't know." Fei Qingxue lowered her head.
"Heh …"
Jun Xiaoyao suddenly stood up.
A vast aura overflowed from it.
In the next moment, her surroundings changed. Fei Qingxue seemed to have been pulled into the depths of the vast starry sky.
A familiar aura and pressure caused Fei Qingxue's expression to change abruptly. Her face was filled with deep shock.
She looked at Jun Xiaoyao, her heart beating rapidly!
Could it be …
"I am the God of Fate and Creation, the spokesperson of the mortal realm, his preacher, and the embodiment of his will."
Jun Xiaoyao's expression was calm as his voice reverberated throughout the starry sky.
The reason why Jun Xiaoyao didn't directly say that he was the God of Fate and Creation was because he didn't want to be called the God of Fate and Creation.
This was because gods had to be high and mighty, mysterious and unfathomable. Only then could they inspire reverence in people's hearts.
If God lifted the veil, the deterrence would be much less.
Therefore, Jun Xiaoyao would not directly say that he was the God of Fate and Creation.
Instead, he made himself the spokesperson of God.
In this way, Jun Xiaoyao's authoritative position was not shaken.
God was still the high and mighty God.
"Fei Qingxue greets the Oracle!"
Fei Qingxue knelt down.
She finally understood why this white-clothed man would save her.
It turned out that he was the Oracle of the God of Fate and Creation. He sensed her suffering and came to her rescue.
This strengthened Fei Qingxue's faith in him.
"You don't have to be nervous. Just call me Sir. As long as you are a devout believer of the God of Fate and Creation, God will favor his believers."
Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly, his expression calm.
"Of course. Qingxue is an eternal believer of the God of Fate and Creation. I am willing to sacrifice everything for him," Fei Qingxue said with a devout expression.
"Very good. I also know that the situation of the Ice Spirit Royal Family is indeed not very good. But it doesn't matter. God will protect you."
"Next, you can teach the Daoist Heart Demonic Seed Art that God bestowed upon you to the others in the clan to cultivate. Then, your entire clan will quietly become stronger."
"After that, wait for my orders and arrangements to pass the Daoist Heart Demonic Seed Art to the other royal and general clans," Jun Xiaoyao said.
He finally revealed his purpose for coming here.
Jun Xiaoyao was now laying out a step-by-step plan.
The weakest slave clan had Tuoba Yu as a pawn.
As for the royal family, Jun Xiaoyao would not be able to infiltrate those prosperous royal families in a short time.
The declining Ice Spirit Royal Family happened to be the best pawn.
They were also the ones who desired to become stronger the most.
As long as there was a desire, there would be a desire to take advantage of it.
After Jun Xiaoyao controlled the Ice Spirit Royal Family, he would infiltrate the other royal families step by step.
Of course, this was not something that could be done in a short time.
Even infiltrating the Ice Spirit Royal Family needed to be done step by step.
After all, there were also powerhouses like Celestial Venerable Ice Spirit in the Ice Spirit Royal Family.
Jun Xiaoyao figured that even if it was just a declining Ice Spirit Royal Family, the power of faith provided by it would still be more than hundreds of slave clans.
Of course, the slave clans could quickly spread their faith. In terms of speed and scale, they were far superior to the royal families.
"Qingxue will follow your orders," Fei Qingxue bowed and said.
In the next moment, the world changed, and they returned to the original pavilion.
Fei Qingxue was nervous and shy before.
In fact, there were even some muddle-headed fantasies.
But now, she had absolute respect and admiration for Jun Xiaoyao.
After all, this was the Oracle of the God of Fate and Creation, the spokesperson of the human world!
"Alright, let's wait for the Celestial Immortal Banquet to begin."
"Also, tell your clan's elders not to worry. I will not ignore the troubles of the Cinderclast Royal Family and the Black Peacock Royal Family," Jun Xiaoyao said.
"Thank you, Sir!"
Fei Qingxue's pretty face was flushed, revealing a trace of excitement.
What she was most worried about was whether the two royal families would take revenge on the Ice Spirit Royal Family.
Now it seemed that with Jun Xiaoyao around, what was there to be afraid of?
In the small courtyard, a few Ice Spirit Royal Family elders were a little anxious.
After all, this matter was caused by Fei Qingxue.
The Ice Spirit Royal Family could not escape the responsibility.
"Elders, don't worry." Fei Qingxue walked over.
"Miss Qingxue, that young master's identity is …" There was a glimmer of hope in an elder's eyes.
They did not hope that Jun Xiaoyao was the successor of the Immortal Emperor Clan.
As long as he was from the Quasi-emperor Clan, this crisis could be resolved.
Fei Qingxue shook her head faintly and said, "Elders, don't worry about this kind of thing. Everything will be clear during the Celestial Immortal Banquet."
Hearing Fei Qingxue's words, the elders' worried faces did not diminish.
They could only hope that a miracle would happen.
Fei Qingxue saw the elders' worried faces and secretly felt a little amused.
"You don't even know what kind of background Mister has. You don't even know what kind of supreme existence is standing behind him."
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