Chapter 1150 - 1148: Acquiring the Immortal Tribulation Sword Technique, A Dance That Captivates the City, Yanyun Eighteen Riders

Chapter 1150: Chapter 1148: Acquiring the Immortal Tribulation Sword Technique, A Dance That Captivates the City, Yanyun Eighteen Riders

Ling Yuan’s idea was nothing short of shocking.

If the Supreme Immortal Court were to truly ally with the Jun Family.

It would absolutely be enough to suppress the entire Nine Heavens Immortal Realm.

Even some underground forces, such as the Cang Race and others.

Could not possibly completely overthrow the Immortal Court and the Jun Family.

This is indeed an extremely crazy idea.

But more importantly.

Ling Yuan said that Jun Xiaoyao could become the Lord of the Immortal Court in the future.

While she would be the Celestial Empress.

The meaning was quite clear.

Almost directly saying to Jun Xiaoyao, I want to be your wife.

Of course, given Ling Yuan’s stubbornly proud nature, she would absolutely never say such words.

Yet, Jun Xiaoyao, upon hearing this, simply shook his head with a smile.

"Ling Yuan, you’re really adorably silly."

"Jun Xiaoyao, you..." Ling Yuan bit her lip.

She, the dignified Immortal Court Princess, was called silly.

This was a first.

Yet the teasing tone made Ling Yuan’s face quietly blush.

Jun Xiaoyao continued, "One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, unless one is male and the other female."

"Would the Immortal Court be willing to be the female tiger?"

The Jun Family has always been accustomed to being forceful and domineering.

Even in collaboration, they must remain in an absolute leadership position.

Would the former overlord of the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, the Supreme Immortal Court, be willing to show weakness?

Clearly not.

Moreover, opinions within the Nine Great Immortal Dynasties of the Immortal Court were not necessarily unified.

Even if Ling Yuan’s Wa Huang Immortal Dynasty was willing.

Would the Fuxi Immortal Dynasty, where the Ancient Emperor’s son resides, be willing?

Thus, Ling Yuan’s idea can only be described as naive.

But Jun Xiaoyao also ascertained from this.

The soul of Celestial Maiden Yuan does indeed influence Ling Yuan.

Added to Ling Yuan’s personal change in feelings towards Jun Xiaoyao after experiencing a hundred lifetimes of romance.

Ling Yuan likely won’t become his enemy.

Jun Xiaoyao also does not wish to become enemies with Ling Yuan.

After all, Celestial Maiden Yuan’s soul resides in her, continuing to exist through Ling Yuan’s identity.

"So indeed, was I naive?" Ling Yuan showed a slightly bitter smile.

Could it be that fate played a trick, trapping her and Jun Xiaoyao between two completely opposing forces?

"Well, that’s not necessarily true. Who can say what the future holds?"

"Perhaps in the future, I’ll become strong enough to make the Immortal Court bow down?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled lightly.

Gazing at Jun Xiaoyao’s handsome and peerless smile, Ling Yuan was momentarily stunned.

Perhaps this confidence of Jun Xiaoyao also attracted her.

After all, how many could say they have the power to make the Immortal Court bend?

"So, the Immortal Tribulation Sword Technique..." Jun Xiaoyao turned back to the topic.

Ling Yuan’s jade hand clenched tightly, then let out a sigh.

She took out a Jade Scroll from her spatial spiritual artifact.

"Here is what you wanted," Ling Yuan said.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled slightly, unsurprised.

He took the Jade Scroll and skimmed it with his divine thought.

Indeed, it was the Immortal Tribulation Sword Technique.

"Thank you." Jun Xiaoyao put away the Jade Scroll.

Then, he politely gave Ling Yuan a gentle hug.

Ling Yuan’s delicate body tensed, her mind went blank, and her thoughts seemed fragmented.

Feeling the warmth in Jun Xiaoyao’s embrace, Ling Yuan then realized she was being hugged.

A wave of thrill and joy that reached deep into the soul surged forth.

Not only from her.

But also from Celestial Maiden Yuan’s joy.

Jun Xiaoyao quickly let go.

Ling Yuan felt a sudden emptiness in her heart.

"I won’t take advantage of you. You can have these Springs of Life."

Jun Xiaoyao also took out some Springs of Life.

Ling Yuan accepted them blankly, still savoring the brief embrace.

"Alright, I should be leaving now."

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly and was about to leave.

"Wait..."

Ling Yuan instinctively called out, stopping Jun Xiaoyao.

"Hmm?" Jun Xiaoyao was puzzled.

"Didn’t you ask me if I still remember that dance?" Ling Yuan said in a wistful tone.

Jun Xiaoyao looked at Ling Yuan.

Ling Yuan didn’t speak, but suddenly started dancing.

Ling Yuan wore a snow-white glass long dress, her dance captivating.

Like a spirit under the moon, like an exiled immortal in the vast cold.

Graceful like a startled swan, resembling a roaming dragon.

Shining like lotus blossoms emerging from green waves.

Alluring and ethereal, making one forget to eat.

It was the Luoshen Jinghong Dance.

Jun Xiaoyao was somewhat surprised, but he remained standing, watching.

After all, in the entire Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, no one else would be qualified to have Ling Yuan dance for them alone.

And it must be said, as a divine level figure, Ling Yuan’s dance was breathtaking for all living beings.

A trace of bright light flickered in Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes.

He was not some Liu Xia Hui; when it’s time to appreciate, he definitely wouldn’t pretend to be a gentleman.

After the dance, Ling Yuan’s face was a bit flushed.

Whether from exhaustion or because she danced for Jun Xiaoyao.

"Not bad, I didn’t expect Lady Empress’s dance to be so stunning," Jun Xiaoyao remarked.

Praised by Jun Xiaoyao, Ling Yuan felt a bit embarrassed.

Of course, with her proud nature, she would not show it.

However, at that moment, Ruying’s voice came from outside the cave.

"Lady Empress, someone has come outside."

"Hmm?"

Ling Yuan furrowed her brows slightly.

The atmosphere had finally started to become harmonious, only to be interrupted at this point.

"If it’s the Ancient Emperor’s Son, tell him I refuse to see him." Ling Yuan said coldly.

Previously, the Ancient Emperor’s Son kept bothering her, inquiring about her attitude towards Jun Xiaoyao.

Ling Yuan was too lazy to even see the Ancient Emperor’s Son.

"It is the Ancient Emperor’s Son, but not just him, there are three others, claiming to be Yanyun Eighteen Riders, followers of... that Ancient Young Emperor."

Upon hearing this, Ling Yuan was a bit surprised and slightly furrowed her brows.

Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes flashed with a subtle light.

"An Ancient Young Emperor of the Immortal Court, interesting..." Jun Xiaoyao smiled secretly.

"I will go out and see." Ling Yuan said.

Regarding the Yanyun Thirteen Riders, she did not care.

But the Ancient Young Emperor of the court, honestly, even someone like her, an emperor of her time, must treat them with caution.

"I’ll accompany you as well." Jun Xiaoyao stepped forward timely.

Ling Yuan said nothing in response.

But she felt an inexplicable sense of reassurance.

As if she had more support behind her.

"Alright... thank... thank you." Ling Yuan said awkwardly.

For someone of her character to say the word thanks, it truly isn’t easy.

Jun Xiaoyao merely smiled.

At this time, outside the grotto heaven.

Four figures were standing.

One person, draped in an Eight Trigrams Robe, had a handsome and well-shaped appearance, graceful as jade.

It was the Ancient Emperor’s Son.

While the other three, two men and a woman, wore battle armor of different colors, their auras exceedingly strong, their expressions somewhat aloof.

They rode fierce beasts and birds, such as the Green-eyed Golden Eagle, Chi Long, and others.

Around them, many celestial prides from the Immortal Academy watched with great interest.

"Wow, are those few the celestial prides among the Yanyun Eighteen Riders?"

"It’s said they, along with that mysterious Ancient Young Emperor of the Immortal Court, are outstanding figures of an era, all of them incredibly powerful."

"Ultimately defeated and submitted to that Immortal Court Young Emperor, becoming his followers, and were sealed together."

"In terms of talent and strength, the Yanyun Eighteen Riders definitely surpass some Seed Level figures, otherwise they wouldn’t be followers of that Ancient Young Emperor."

"What did they come here for?"

"It seems like it must be related to the Jun Family’s Divine Son; perhaps they think Ling Yuan is getting too close to him?"

"Well, this is interesting, an Ancient Young Emperor versus a Contemporary Young Emperor, is this going to be a battle for power?"

Amidst the crowd’s whispers.

Two figures emerged from the grotto heaven.

Ling Yuan’s expression was cold as frost.

In front of Jun Xiaoyao, she seemed like an ordinary girl.

But in front of others, she was the noble and supreme Immortal Emperor’s Daughter, the esteemed Young Emperor.

"Do you dare to provoke in front of my cave mansion, disregarding my status as Young Emperor!"

Ling Yuan spoke out coldly, exuding a queen-like dominance!