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Chapter 4282

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Quite a few of the Spirit Cultivators frown in disgust.

In their eyes, the Demon Race is crude, inferior, and inferior – they don't look up to them.

A dignified Spirit Cultivator, moreover one with a promising future at such a young age. Wouldn't mixing with a Demon Race be degrading themselves?

"Ah, no wonder I've never heard of this Xiaoyao School before. It's a low-level sect that can recruit any Tom, Dick, or Harry."

"If I become fellow disciples of the same sect with a Demon Race, how can I face people later!"

Because in the Demon Race's territory, these people don't dare to speak ill of the Demon Race.

However, whispers and Spiritual Voice Transmissions could be heard endlessly.

Although Muyan can't hear what they're saying, how could she not guess just by looking at their expressions?

She can't help but curl her lips into a mocking smile.

She takes a few steps to the front of the magic crystal platform, and watches the man leisurely walking down from the platform.

Thus, the tenth round of the betrothal contest came to an end.

There's naturally no suspense about the result.

From the moment Di Ming Jue stepped onto the magic crystal platform, the other nine people were doomed to fail.

Especially since those nine people are all Spirit Cultivators.

They don't even have the interest to go up and compare notes with Di Jun.

How could a mere Xuan Immortal compete with the Xiuxian Continent's number one expert, the Immortal Emperor?

Isn't that more ridiculous than an ant trying to shake a tree, or an egg hitting a stone?

But the man who won without a fight clearly doesn't feel happy.

As soon as he thinks that the youngster in front of him wants to marry another woman, he can't restrain the rage burning in his chest.

Muyan looks up at the man's incomparably handsome face, and uses a voice that everyone can hear to ask: "Di Jun, if my Xiaoyao School wants to take root in the Polar Domain, would you agree?"

Di Ming Jue slowly walks down the stairs, arriving in front of her. The two people are so close that they can almost hear each other's breathing.

He uses a voice that only the two of them can hear: "If you promise Ben Jun not to marry the Demon Princess, then Ben Jun will agree, how about it?"

A mischievous smile flashes through Muyan's eyes, and she slowly says: "If I don't marry the Demon Princess, then you won't?"

"Naturally."

Muyan stifles her laughter, and says softly: "Di Ming Jue, remember what you're saying now. Don't regret it later."

Di Ming Jue frowns, his eyes flashing with doubt.

What did he have to regret?

Regret agreeing not to marry the Demon Princess?

What a joke!

Ever since he saw the youth in front of him, there was only one person in his mind. Why would he want to marry a demon princess?

Di Ming Jue resists the urge to pull her into his arms, and faintly says: "If the Xiaoyao School wants to enter the Polar Domain, Ben Jun will open up a mountain for you in the Imperial Region."

Whoosh!

The moment he said that, the spirit cultivators were shocked.

What the hell?!

Within the Imperial Domain?!

What was the location of the Polar Domain's Imperial Domain?

There was the most powerful protective barrier on the outside, and the Polar Domain's army on the inside. Whether it was safety or resources, it was something all sects yearned for even in their dreams.

But now, it was given to an unknown sect so easily?

However, the people from the Xiao Yao Sect all acted as if it was a matter of course. Their faces were filled with joy, but not shock.

The jealousy in the hearts of the spirit cultivators almost drowned them.

However, at this moment, the cold voice of Jun Shitian came from the main seat of the Heavenly Charm Palace.

"There is no need to go to the Polar Domain."

"As long as the Xiao Yao Sect is willing to stay in the Hidden Abyss, you can choose the location of the Demon Imperial Palace. You can choose the Xumi mustard seed space."

Everyone sucked in a mouthful of cold air.

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