In the blink of an eye, more than half a year has passed.
Inside the Celestial Emperor Palace, magical power fluctuations and rumbling sounds occasionally echoed.
All the Jun Family members knew that Jun Xiaoyao had broken through again.
At first, many Jun Family disciples were astonished by Jun Xiaoyao’s breakthrough speed.
Now, they were not surprised anymore.
Without such a breakthrough speed, the Jun Family members would find it strange instead.
During this half year, Bai Yu’Er had been kneeling outside the Celestial Emperor Palace.
Her face had turned pale, her frame wasted to skin and bones, much thinner than half a year ago.
Being a cultivator, Bai Yu’Er did not die from hunger after fasting for half a year, but she did become weak.
Now, where was the demeanor of a proud Princess of a country?
She was almost like a humble and abject female slave, begging Jun Xiaoyao for forgiveness.
During this period, Jun Xiaoyao had completely ignored her, even when passing by her upon exiting the Celestial Emperor Palace, he wouldn’t spare her a glance as if she didn’t exist.
To this, Bai Yu’Er only let out a self-mocking smile from the corner of her lips.
This was her own doing, she deserved it.
Inside the Celestial Emperor Palace, Jun Xiaoyao sat cross-legged in seclusion practicing cultivation.
Accompanied by a loud rumble, Jun Xiaoyao’s aura surged to the peak, breaking through again.
"Breached the Ninth Heaven of Divine Palace." Jun Xiaoyao murmured.
If calculated from the Five Physical Body Realms, going through the Five Divine Storage Realms, the Spiritual Sea Nine Heavens, now to the Ninth Heaven of Divine Palace.
Jun Xiaoyao, eight years old, had broken through twenty-eight cultivation realms in these eight years.
This was undoubtedly terrifying.
Generally, even celestial prides would need about twenty years to break through so many realms.
Jun Xiaoyao accomplished it in just eight years.
"It’s still not enough, by the time of my tenth birthday celebration, I must at least break into the True Spirit Realm." Jun Xiaoyao talked to himself.
He had a premonition that his tenth birthday celebration might not be so peaceful.
"Oh, and there’s the matter of the Vermilion Bird Ancient Country to deal with."
Then, Jun Xiaoyao directly transmitted his voice to Jun Linglong.
Moments later, Jun Linglong pushed the door open and entered.
Jun Xiaoyao flipped his wrist, taking out a precious herb from the Void Ring that looked like a Qilin, emanating purple energy.
It was the Qilin Immortality Elixir.
This particular immortality medicine, if put out in the world, would cause a bloody frenzy with countless people scrambling for it.
"Lord Divine Son, what are you planning to do..." Jun Linglong’s beautiful eyes fluctuated.
Could it be that Jun Xiaoyao was finally going to deal with the matters of the Vermilion Bird Ancient Country?
"Linglong, go on my behalf to the Vermilion Bird Ancient Country, tell the Vermilion Bird Country Lord that if he is willing to submit to me, I’ll give him this Qilin Immortality Elixir to save his life."
Jun Xiaoyao said, passing the Qilin Immortality Elixir to Jun Linglong.
"Linglong will surely accomplish it, I’ll go inform Bai Yu’Er now." Jun Linglong replied.
Seeing Bai Yu’Er kneeling outside the Celestial Emperor Palace for half a year, Jun Linglong had noticed her genuine repentance.
"Hold on, don’t tell Bai Yu’Er yet, let her continue kneeling, don’t let Vermilion Bird Ancient Country tell Bai Yu’Er about the medicine either." Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand.
He planned to let Bai Yu’Er finish kneeling for a full year first.
Finally, when she was on the verge of total despair, she would learn that her father was cured.
By then, Bai Yu’Er’s feelings could be imagined.
She would be wholeheartedly loyal to Jun Xiaoyao.
"Why do I feel like I’m becoming more and more like a villain?" Jun Xiaoyao touched his chin, murmuring to himself.
Jun Linglong, being very astute, had also thought of this.
She couldn’t help but admire Jun Xiaoyao’s tactics even more.
A celestial pride with mere martial strength cannot walk to the end.
Only celestial prides combining martial strength with strategy have the qualifications to stand at the pinnacle.
Later, Jun Linglong left the Celestial Emperor Palace, found a Guardian from her lineage, and prepared to head to Vermilion Bird Ancient Country.
The Guardian, an elderly woman, seeing Jun Linglong busying herself for Jun Xiaoyao over the years, couldn’t help but feel a bit of empathy, speaking up.
"Miss, do you really think it’s worth it, the Divine Son might only see you as a maid."
"Granny Hua, don’t ever say such things again, Lord Divine Son’s future accomplishments are beyond your imagination."
"Even if I’m just a maid, Linglong would be content." Jun Linglong said.
Granny Hua, hearing this, sighed silently.
Naturally, she could not know that Jun Linglong had glimpsed a corner of the future.
Being a maid to the future Celestial Emperor didn’t seem so bad...
Jun Linglong and Granny Hua hurried towards the Vermilion Bird Ancient Country.
Meanwhile, in the Desolate Celestial Immortal Realm, in the Daozhou of the Three Thousand Dao Realms, Cangzhou.
The entire Cangzhou, adjacent to Fire Realm, covered roughly the same area.
And occupying the entirety of Cangzhou was the top-level Daoist lineage, Cyan Dragon Ancient Country.
Unlike the increasingly weakening Vermilion Bird Ancient Country, Cyan Dragon Ancient Country’s national strength was thriving, showing a tendency to become the foremost of the Four Ancient Countries.
At this moment, in the Imperial Palace of the Cyan Dragon Ancient Country, inside a grand hall.
A young man dressed in a four-clawed Cyan Dragon robe was kneeling on the ground.
He had delicate handsome features, quite pleasing to look at, seemingly sixteen or seventeen years old.
His cultivation had reached the Divine Palace Realm.
In the Ancient Desolate Family, reaching the Divine Palace Realm at this age is considered a genius.
Not to mention, in the outside world, he was undoubtedly a celestial pride.
He was none other than Bai Yu’Er’s fiancé, the Eldest Prince of the Cyan Dragon Ancient Country, Xiao Chen.
At this moment, Xiao Chen’s eyes were bloodshot, his face held an expression of suppressed anger as he spoke with clasped hands to the figure cloaked in endless magical power on the throne above.
"Father, please grant your child an immortality medicine to send to the Vermilion Bird Ancient Country!"
On the throne, the Cyan Dragon Monarch sat, his magical power fluctuating, seemingly faintly condensed into a dragon shape, his aura was extremely majestic.
He spoke flatly, "My son, our Cyan Dragon Ancient Country only has one Cyan Dragon Immortality Elixir, handed down from our ancestors, how could it be given away to the Vermilion Bird Ancient Country?"
"But Yu’Er, she is kneeling in Jun Family, humiliated, as her fiancé how could I bear it?"
Xiao Chen’s fury burned bright, his five fingers tightly clenched, his nails deeply embedding into his palm, causing piercing pain.
The news of Bai Yu’Er kneeling before the Jun Family’s Divine Son’s palace had already spread.
Many, intrigued by the mysterious Divine Son of the Jun Family, were also laughing at Cyan Dragon Ancient Country.
Your own fiancé kneeling before another man’s palace, what humiliation is this?
Not to mention Bai Yu’Er was his childhood sweetheart, how could Xiao Chen swallow this?
"My son, you must endure, the matter of the Vermilion Bird Ancient Country, your father has his considerations." The Cyan Dragon Monarch spoke calmly.
"What’s so great about that Jun Family’s Divine Son, relying on his background to bully!"
"Even bullying a woman, is he even human?" Xiao Chen exclaimed in anger.
He wouldn’t consider if Bai Yu’Er had done something wrong.
My own fiancé couldn’t have done anything wrong, it must have been Jun Xiaoyao’s fault.
"Silence, cease your nonsense, withdraw, you are not qualified to criticize Jun Family’s people." The Cyan Dragon Monarch frowned.
Xiao Chen gritted his teeth, turning to leave the hall.
"Wait and see, what’s so special about Jun Family’s Divine Son, once I’ve mastered that move, I’ll go to Jun Family, bring Yu’Er back, and teach that Divine Son a lesson."
In his heart, Xiao Chen thought, fingers unconsciously rubbing the Coiling Dragon Ring on his hand.
This Coiling Dragon Ring was an inheritance from his deceased mother.
Years ago, the Coiling Dragon Ring began to impart powerful cultivation techniques and pure magical power to him.
Precisely because of this, Xiao Chen has the talent and strength he possesses today.
"With the Coiling Dragon Ring left by my mother, even Jun Family’s Divine Son can be stepped underfoot by me in the future!"
Xiao Chen’s expression was stern, filled with an indescribable confidence.