Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning

Many celestial prides on the square were seeing Jun Xiaoyao for the first time.

They all simultaneously held their breath.

It felt as if they were gazing upon a True Immortal manifesting in the world, walking among mortals!

"Greetings, Quasi-War God!"

The entire square, countless celestial prides, all bowed to Jun Xiaoyao, their voices overwhelming.

The War God is the ultimate honor pursued by the younger generation of the Exotic Realm.

And the Quasi-War God is just one step away from that ultimate honor.

This shows Jun Xiaoyao’s prestige and status in the Exotic Realm, even higher than some Emperor’s Daughters Celestial Maidens.

Not to mention that he is the unrivaled Chaos Body of all ages, and countless people want to curry favor with Jun Xiaoyao.

Even if Jun Xiaoyao grants a drop of blood, it is a priceless treasure!

"Yu Xiaoyao..."

Li Jiuming and others, when seeing Jun Xiaoyao arrive, had a slight discomfort on their faces.

What made them even more vexed was that Jun Xiaoyao did not seem to see them at all, not even glancing their way.

What does this represent?

To Jun Xiaoyao, these defeated opponents no longer deserve any of his attention.

"Master, I come from the Curse Demon Race and possess a Curse Spirit Body, hoping to become your follower!"

A man covered in curse patterns, with an expression of nervousness and trepidation, bowed to Jun Xiaoyao.

"Master, I am from the Ghost Eye Royal Family, I wish to become your follower!"

"Master, I come from the Purple Feather Race and am named Zilin. As long as the master can take me in, even as a slave or maid, I have no complaints!"

"Master..."

The surroundings became noisy immediately, countless celestial prides rushed to introduce themselves, wanting to gain Jun Xiaoyao’s favor.

Even just staying beside the Chaos Body is a huge opportunity.

Jun Xiaoyao faintly furrowed his brows, raised his palm, and pressed it gently.

In an instant.

The whole venue became silent as a grave.

Such a presence and ability to control the field made Li Jiuming frown deeply.

Jun Xiaoyao already has such prestige among the younger generation?

Even the prestige of those Emperor’s Daughters Celestial Maidens is merely the same.

And amidst this silence.

Fairy Yue Dai twisted her slender waist and stepped forward, her enchanting face with a charming and confident smile, speaking softly.

"Master, I’m from the Quasi-Emperor Race, the Blue Moon Race, and I’m named Yue Dai."

"Because I admire the master’s demeanor, I want to become the master’s follower. Could Yue Dai be given this opportunity?"

As Fairy Yue Dai spoke, she bowed to Jun Xiaoyao.

This bow revealed a snowy white valley, extremely eye-catching.

However, what froze Fairy Yue Dai’s expression was.

Jun Xiaoyao’s gaze merely scanned her lightly, then settled on a dirty red-clothed girl beside her.

The two girls were as different as heaven and earth.

Fairy Yue Dai’s face changed, thinking Jun Xiaoyao was concerned about this dirty girl.

She turned her head and coldly reprimanded, "Why don’t you get lost? Yue Dai doesn’t want to act in front of the master, afraid of sullying the master’s eyes!"

Su Hongyi endured the pain.

The eyes covered by messy bangs looked at Jun Xiaoyao.

In her eyes was a figure like a celestial being.

So beautiful.

So beautiful that Su Hongyi felt a bit unreal.

"Su Hongyi, I meet... meet the master, I’ll leave now..."

Su Hongyi bowed to Jun Xiaoyao and turned to leave.

She herself resented herself, not wanting to defile that peerless and transcendent young master.

"Wait..."

A faint voice echoed.

Su Hongyi froze.

Fairy Yue Dai froze.

All celestial prides present froze.

Jun Xiaoyao approached Su Hongyi and scrutinized her.

Then he unexpectedly reached out and lifted the messy bangs covering Su Hongyi’s forehead.

At once.

Pair of scarlet eyes, as red as blood, met Jun Xiaoyao’s gaze.

Those red eyes, seemed to be formed by coagulated blood, with tiny black curse patterns within them.

They looked strange yet alluring.

However, the girl’s face was covered with centipede-like, hideous and twisted scars, seemingly still wriggling.

They looked repulsive and nauseating.

Somewhat ruined the sense of eerie beauty.

"Mas... Master, don’t look at Hongyi, Hongyi is ugly..."

Su Hongyi was close to tears, trying to cover her face with her hands.

"Master, that girl is very dirty..." Fairy Yue Dai bit her lip and said.

Su Hongyi’s body was dirty and disheveled, filth, blood, and dust mixed, making her look revolting.

Jun Xiaoyao’s expression remained utterly calm.

He naturally wasn’t suddenly benevolent, pitying beggars.

Rather, he sensed an unusual fluctuation.

"This girl carries extremely rich Curse Power, and her entire body’s meridians twisted, bones fractured, surviving until now is truly a miracle."

Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

If the Curse Power on Su Hongyi was placed on Fairy Yue Dai.

Its strength would be sufficient to directly cause Fairy Yue Dai’s immediate death!

But Su Hongyi endured it and is still alive.

What does this signify, isn’t it obvious?

Compared to Su Hongyi, what is Fairy Yue Dai worth?

What of the Saint King?

Jun Xiaoyao is rather interested in these unique individuals with peculiar backgrounds.

His previous followers, Yi Yu, Yan Qingying, Wangchuan, and Eternal Damnation Celestial Maiden.

Which one didn’t have their distinct characteristics?

Jun Xiaoyao’s followers have never been ordinary beings.

Originally, Jun Xiaoyao attended this Celestial Chosen Grand Assembly solely for the Prince of the Other Shore and Xuan Yue.

He had never planned to recruit any followers.

But now, he encountered someone who piqued his interest.

"Mas... Master..."

Su Hongyi trembled like a quail.

She smelled the stench on herself, feeling utterly humiliated.

Feeling that staying beside Jun Xiaoyao was a kind of defilement to Jun Xiaoyao.

"What is your name?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.

"Su... Su Hongyi." Su Hongyi felt unexpectedly honored within.

Her previous wish was merely to glimpse Jun Xiaoyao from afar.

Who would have thought she would converse with Jun Xiaoyao.

Moreover, Jun Xiaoyao gently lifted her bangs to see her eyes.

Jun Xiaoyao was not as Su Hongyi imagined, aloof and haughty.

"Su Hongyi..."

Jun Xiaoyao murmured, indeed her name matched her appearance, wearing red clothes, albeit somewhat dirty and tattered.

Then, Jun Xiaoyao suddenly pointed a finger at Su Hongyi’s forehead.

A surge of power transmitted into Su Hongyi’s body.

He intended to temporarily suppress the Curse Power within Su Hongyi.

Su Hongyi felt a vast energy flowing into her body.

The pain faded away like the tide.

The hideous scars on her body became slightly lighter.

Of course, they still existed.

"Thank you, Master!"

Su Hongyi’s scarlet eyes trembled, extremely grateful.

Everyone disregarded her!

Everyone treated her as a filthy vermin from the sewer!

Except for Jun Xiaoyao.

This figure, whose identity is so high beyond Su Hongyi’s imagination.

Helped her.

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao’s figure was forever engraved in Su Hongyi’s heart.

The most precious act is not embellishing the icing.

But offering coal in a snowstorm.

"Master... she is just a wild girl of no background, even lower than the Slave Race, how can she deserve the master’s favor?"

Fairy Yue Dai felt a bit dazed.

She, a proud maiden of the Quasi-Emperor Race, has less appeal than a lowly wild girl.

Jun Xiaoyao ignored Fairy Yue Dai, looked at Su Hongyi, and slowly extended a finger.

A drop of Blood of Chaos was squeezed from his fingertip.

"This young master offers you two choices. First, accept this drop of blood, kill her, and you will become my follower."

"Second, leave directly. This young master will not allow anyone to trouble you."