Hearing this sound, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes showed a hint of coldness as he turned to look at Feng Qingling.
Feng Qingling's gaze was fervent as she looked at the Phoenix Cry Qishan.
The attributes of this zither were perfectly suited to her, as if it had been tailor-made for her.
Not to mention, it was also a rare ancient saint weapon.
Ancient saint weapons of the zither type were simply too rare; they were not just for cultivating one's temperament.
When used as a weapon against enemies, their power was extremely formidable.
Therefore, Feng Qingling was moved and couldn't help but speak.
"Oh, and so?" Jun Xiaoyao's tone was playful.
"One thousand Peerless Grade Godly Sources for your ancient zither," Feng Qingling said casually.
Some young Prodigies around them took a deep breath.
As expected of a descendant of the Ancient Royal Family, she casually offered one thousand Peerless Grade Godly Sources.
But many people looked at the Phoenix Cry Qishan in Jun Xiaoyao's hand.
Compared to an ancient saint zither, one thousand Peerless Grade Godly Sources were definitely not a lot.
In fact, it was a bit shabby.
After all, the value of an ancient saint weapon could not be measured by Peerless Grade Godly Sources.
At the very least, it needed to be measured by Immortal Sources.
However, even if Feng Qingling was a noblewoman of Myriad Phoenix Spirit Mountain, she couldn't produce many Immortal Sources.
Even in the Jun Family, Immortal Sources were extremely rare and in short supply.
"One thousand Peerless Grade Godly Sources for my ancient zither? If your brain isn't working, find someone to treat it," Jun Xiaoyao said coldly.
He hadn't even actively sought trouble with Myriad Phoenix Spirit Mountain, yet people from Myriad Phoenix Spirit Mountain dared to set their sights on his ancient zither.
"Hmm? Do you know who I am?" Feng Qingling raised her delicate eyebrows.
"I don't care who you are, and I'm not interested at all. If you want to die, you can continue jumping around in front of me," Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.
Hearing these words, many young elites widened their eyes.
Feng Qingling was a noblewoman of Myriad Phoenix Spirit Mountain, and her status and strength were not something ordinary people could provoke.
Even a descendant of an Immortal Force would not dare to treat Feng Qingling with such an attitude.
"You're seeking death! You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!" Feng Qingling's beautiful eyes blazed with crimson flames; she was truly enraged.
As a noblewoman of Myriad Phoenix Spirit Mountain, wherever she went, she was admired by all, and no one dared to offend her.
In her opinion, if she took a liking to this ancient zither, Jun Xiaoyao should be very willing to give it to her.
Feng Qingling directly attacked, sweeping her jade hand, and a series of crimson runes soared into the air, seemingly condensing into a Phoenix wing.
"Is that… the True Phoenix Great Divine Ability?!"
Many elites around stood up, their eyes filled with shock.
The True Phoenix Great Divine Ability of Myriad Phoenix Spirit Mountain and the True Dragon Great Divine Power of the Ancestral Dragon Nest were both top-tier martial Divine Abilities in the Immortal Realm.
"No, it has the charm of the True Phoenix Great Divine Ability, but it's not the true True Phoenix Great Divine Ability. It should just be an extended casual Move," some Prodigies with a bit more insight said, their eyes flickering.
However, even if it was just a casual Move, when unleashed by Feng Qingling, its power was still incredibly formidable.
Not to mention, her own cultivation had also reached the Great Perfection of the Guiyi Realm.
At such an age, to possess such cultivation, Feng Qingling was indeed worthy of her status as a noblewoman of Myriad Phoenix Spirit Mountain.
"Young Master, be careful…" Qin Xuan and Tianqin Nu both exclaimed.
Seeing Tianqin Nu's concern for Jun Xiaoyao, the Third Prince's expression grew even more somber.
"Provoking a noblewoman of Myriad Phoenix Spirit Mountain, he won't even know how he died…" the Third Prince thought coldly.
And just as this thought arose in his mind,
The next moment, Jun Xiaoyao made his Move.
He didn't use any specific Move, simply unleashing a palm strike.
Pfft!
Jun Xiaoyao's palm collided with Feng Qingling's Move.
Accompanied by a bone-chilling cracking sound,
Feng Qingling's face suddenly turned pale.
Crack!
Her jade arm that she had swept out was directly broken by a terrifying immense force, its bones shattered.
She herself was also sent flying backward, finally crashing heavily against a stone pillar.
Fortunately, the entire Immortal Jade Pavilion was fully inscribed with defensive Magic Formations; otherwise, this single clash would have been enough to collapse half of the Immortal Jade Pavilion.
"How is this possible?" Feng Qingling's red lips were as pale as paper.
The divine flames and radiant light around her body were scattered, revealing her true appearance.
On her snow-white, exquisitely beautiful face, there was a look of panic.
Although she was a woman, slender and graceful, with delicate bones,
Having a trace of Phoenix bloodline, her Physical Body strength was far greater than some Human Race Cultivators who focused on Body Refining.
It was precisely because of this that she was horrified: how could this Human Race individual's Physical Body be so terrifyingly strong?
Could he also be from the Ancient Royal Family, like her?
Seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao once again simply unleashed a palm strike.
Against this Feng Qingling, he didn't even need to use any specific Moves; he could suppress her with just one hand.
Seeing Jun Xiaoyao raise his palm to strike again, Feng Qingling gritted her teeth.
The pride of being from the Ancient Royal Family made her unable to accept such humiliation.
Red light bloomed on Feng Qingling's arm, and her Qi and blood swirled, her arm bones began to heal rapidly.
"What a powerful Physical Body!"
"It is rumored that Feng Qingling underwent the baptism of the Phoenix Blood Pool within Myriad Phoenix Spirit Mountain, and her Physical Body is astonishing. It seems this is indeed true."
Feng Qingling's state once again amazed a group of people.
As expected of a descendant of an Immortal Force, her various methods and trump cards were far beyond what ordinary Prodigies could compare to.
"What's the use?" Jun Xiaoyao's expression was indifferent and emotionless.
"Flying Phoenix Claw!"
Feng Qingling transformed her palm into a claw, and a Phoenix claw entwined with crimson light emerged, tearing through the air, making hissing sounds of breaking wind.
With this one claw, an ordinary Guiyi Realm Prodigy would instantly be torn to shreds.
Jun Xiaoyao clenched his fist, directly blasting the Flying Phoenix Claw apart, and Feng Qingling was sent flying again, coughing up a mouthful of blood.
Jun Xiaoyao's eyes showed a cold light, and his right arm had faint divine light and immortal radiance entwined around it.
He activated the power of a great luo immortal bone.
In an instant, goosebumps appeared all over Feng Qingling's body, and an extreme sense of danger arose in her heart.
Jun Xiaoyao showed no mercy, his fist striking with world-shaking power.
Feng Qingling waved her hand, hastily conjuring a protective Magic Treasure, which was a crimson-gold shield resembling folded Phoenix wings.
Boom!
Accompanied by a resounding crash, like divine iron clashing.
That shield, which was of no low grade, was actually directly blasted into smithereens.
Feng Qingling was scared out of her wits, her Phoenix wings behind her flapping, she instantly soared into the air, flashed into her carriage, and fled like the wind.
She didn't even have time to leave a single harsh word.
...
Dead silence.
The entire top floor of the Immortal Jade Pavilion, all the Prodigies and elites, were as if petrified, their bodies rigid.
Feng Qingling, the famous noblewoman of Myriad Phoenix Spirit Mountain, was actually beaten away in three Moves.
If this news were to spread, it would cause quite a stir.
Tianqin Nu's gaze towards Jun Xiaoyao was even more filled with admiration.
Qin Xuan's small mouth was also wide open, clearly not expecting Jun Xiaoyao to be so strong.
The Young Lord of Ten Thousand Treasures Commerce, his expression changed from initial suspicion and wariness to current solemnity.
As the Young Lord of a commerce, he was smooth and shrewd, knowing that such a person must never be provoked in the slightest.
But the Third Prince was different.
He was born high above, a figure who could command wind and rain in the Panwu Divine Dynasty.
And now, Jun Xiaoyao's appearance undoubtedly caused his sense of crisis to surge.
Seeing Tianqin Nu's attitude towards Jun Xiaoyao, the Third Prince was even more annoyed to the core.
"Young Master, you haven't replied to Tianqin Nu's small request from earlier, have you?" Tianqin Nu said softly.
What she was referring to, of course, was the matter of spending the night talking about feelings, no, playing the zither with Jun Xiaoyao.
There was even a hint of coquetry in her words.