Chapter 1148: The Immortal Tribulation Sword Art Acquired, A

zhang!Golden light illuminated everything, with a vast and powerful aura surging.The divine avatar, ten thousand zhang tall, materialized before them. It resembled an ancient golden deity, appearing...Ling Yuan's idea was nothing short of shocking and unconventional.

If the Immortal Court truly joins forces with your family.

That would be enough to suppress the entire Nine Heavens Immortal Domain.

Even though some underwater forces, such as the Cang Clan, exist.

...cannot completely overthrow the fairy court and the Jun family.

This is indeed a crazy idea.

But more importantly.

Lingyuan said, Jun Xiaoyao can become the master of the Immortal Court in the future.

and she was the queen.

The meaning is already clear.

I just need to tell Jun Xiaoyao that I want to marry you.

Of course, with Ling Yuan's tsundere personality, she would definitely never say something like that.

But, Jun Xiaoyao, upon hearing this, merely shook his head and smiled.

"Lingyuan, you're so cutely naive."

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

She, the esteemed imperial princess of the celestial court, was actually called foolish.

This is the first time.

But that teasing tone somehow made Ling Yuan blush quietly.

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

"Fairy Court, would you like to be the tigress"

The Jun family has always been domineering and forceful.

Even if cooperating, it must be in an absolute leading position.

Dare we ask if the former overlord of the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, the supreme Immortal Court, would ever show weakness

That is obviously impossible.

Even among the Nine Heavenly Lords, there isn't always unanimous agreement.

Even if the Nüwa Immortal Lineage that Lingyuan belongs to is willing.

Would the Fuxi Immortal Clan, where Nuwa's descendant resides, be willing

Therefore, Ling Yuan's idea can only be described as naive.

But Jun Xiaoyao also thus determined.

The soul of Tian Nu Yuan indeed had an impact on Ling Yuan.

After experiencing a hundred lifetimes of love, Ling Yuan's feelings for Jun Xiaoyao had changed.

Therefore, Lingyuan should not become his enemy.

Jun Xiaoyao doesn't want to become enemies with Ling Yuan either.

After all, Tiān Nǚ Yuán's soul is in her, and she continues to exist as Línng Yuán.

"I was naive, wasn't I" Lingyuan revealed a bittersweet smile.

Could it be fate playing tricks, forcing her to stand between two opposing forces, alongside Jun Xiaoyao

"That's not necessarily true, who knows what the future holds"

"Perhaps someday, when I'm strong enough, I can even make the Immortal Court bend to my will" Jun Xiaoyao smiled nonchalantly.

Staring at Jun Xiaoyao's exceptionally handsome and charming smile, Ling Yuan was momentarily stunned.

Perhaps it is Jun Xiaoyao's confidence that is attracting her.

After all, how many people dare to say they can make the Immortal Court bend

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

Ling Yuan's jade hands clenched tightly, then let out a sigh.

He took out a jade slip from his spatial artifact.

"This is what you wanted." Ling Yuan said.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled slightly, not surprisingly.

He took the jade slip and gave it a cursory scan with his divine sense.

It is indeed a good sword technique, the Immortal Tribulation Sword Technique.

"Thank you." Jun Xiaoyao put away the jade slip.

Then, politely, he gave Lingyuan a gentle hug.

Ling Yuan's delicate body stiffened, her mind went blank in an instant, and her thoughts seemed to shatter.

Realizing the warmth in Jun Xiaoyao's embrace, Ling Yuan only then reacted—she was being hugged.

A surge of soul-deep tremor and exhilaration poured forth.

That belongs to her, too.

It is still the joy of Tiannu Yuan.

Jun Xiaoyao quickly loosened his grip.

Ling Yuan again felt a pang of emptiness in her heart.

"I'm not taking advantage of you. You can take these Springs of Life."

Jun Xiaoyao also took out some Springs of Life.

Lingyuan received it blankly, still savoring that faint embrace.

"Well, I should be going now."

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly, and turned to leave.

"And so on..."

Lingyuan subconsciously spoke, calling out to Jun Xiaoyao.

"Huh" Jun Xiaoyao was puzzled.

"You didn't ask me, but do you still remember that dance" Lingyuan said softly.

Jun Xiaoyao looked at Ling Yuan.

Lingyuan didn't speak, but suddenly leaped up and began to dance.

Ling Yuan, clad in a snow-white glazed porcelain dress, danced gracefully, captivating the hearts of all who beheld her.

Like a moonlit sprite, like an exiled immortal from the Cold Moon Palace.

As graceful as a startled flying heron, like a leisurely swimming dragon.

As radiant as a lotus flower emerging from green waves.

Ethereal and captivating, making one forget all else.

It was the moment when Luo Shen performed her breathtaking dance.

Jun Xiaoyao was also somewhat surprised, but he still stood there to watch.

After all, throughout the entire Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, there should be no one worthy enough to have Ling Yuan dance a solo for them.

But it has to be said, as a goddess-level figure, Ling Yuan's dance is enough to amaze everyone.

A flash of brilliance appeared in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.

He's not some kind of Confucian gentleman who acts falsely virtuous. When he needs to appreciate something, he certainly won't put on airs.

After the dance, Ling Yuan's face was slightly flushed.

Perhaps it was because I was tired from jumping, or perhaps it was because I was jumping for Jun Xiaoyao to see.

"Not bad, I didn't expect the Imperial Lady's dancing to be so stunning." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Being praised so much by Jun Xiaoyao, Ling Yuan actually felt a little embarrassed.

Of course, she wouldn't let on with her proud personality.

However, just then, a voice like cherry blossoms came from outside the cave.

"Your Majesty, someone is outside."

"Huh"

Ling Yuan frowned slightly.

The atmosphere had just begun to ease, but someone chose to interrupt at this very moment.

"It couldn't be Gudizi, I won't see him." Lingyuan said coldly.

Before that, Gu Di Zi had also been harassing her, asking her what her attitude towards Jun Xiaoyao was.

Ling Yuan wouldn't even bother to see Gu Di Zi.

He was the Ancient Emperor's son, but there were three others with him, calling themselves the Eighteen Riders of Yan Yun. They seemed to be... followers of that ancient Young Emperor.

Upon hearing this, Ling Yuan was somewhat surprised and then slightly frowned.

A glimmer of something unreadable flashed across Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.

"The ancient young emperor of the fairy court, interesting…" Jun Xiaoyao secretly smiled.

"I'll go take a look first," Lingyuan said.

As for those thirteen riders of Yan Yun, she didn't care.

But the Ancient Young Emperor of the Immortal Court, to be honest, even she, this contemporary Young Emperor, has to treat with caution.

"I'll go with you too." Jun Xiaoyao stepped forward at the right time.

Ling Yuan remained silent, saying nothing.

but there was a strange sense of peace in my heart.

It's like having someone to lean on.

"Well then... much... thank you." Ling Yuan said a little awkwardly.

Given her personality, it's actually quite difficult for her to even utter a word of thanks.

Jun Xiaoyao just smiled.

At this moment, outside the Cave of Heaven.

Four figures stood.

One of them, clad in a robe patterned with the eight trigrams, had handsome features, a noble bearing, and an appearance as beautiful as jade.

It was the ancient emperor himself.

And the other three, two men and a woman, were clad in armor of different colors, their auras all immensely powerful, their expressions somewhat cold and arrogant.

Underneath them, they all rode ferocious beasts of prey, such as golden eagles with piercing blue eyes and chimeras.

Around, many celestial academy prodigies were watching the excitement.

"Hmph, are those the prodigies among the Eighteen Riders of Yan Yun"

"It is said that they were contemporaries of the mysterious ancient young emperor from the Immortal Court, all extraordinary figures of their era, immensely powerful."

"He was ultimately defeated by that celestial court's young prince and surrendered, becoming his follower. They were both sealed together."

"In terms of natural talent and ability, the Eighteen Riders of Yan Yun are undoubtedly more outstanding than some seed-level figures. Otherwise, they would not have become the followers of that ancient prince."

What are they doing here

"It seems it has something to do with the Divine Child of the Jun Family. Perhaps they think that Ling Yuan is too close to the Divine Child of the Jun Family."

"Tsk tsk, this is interesting now. An ancient crown prince and a contemporary crown prince, are they going to stage a power struggle"

Just as everyone was whispering to each other, murmuring in hushed tones.

Two figures emerged from the cave.

Ling Yuan's expression was as cold and aloof as frost.

Before Jun Xiaoyao, she was like an ordinary woman.

But in front of others, she was the noble and superior Immortal Sovereign Empress, the revered Little Emperor.

"Dare you bellow before this palace's grotto, not regarding the status of this Empress"

Ling Yuan spoke coldly, displaying a queenly air of dominance!an cultivators also had their noses crooked with anger.Can it get any more shamelessHe wants to disgust the Xiahou clan, to strike terror into their hearts, and give them a warning.Don't pick a fight!...