Time finally arrived half a month later, the day the banquet was to begin.
On this day, the entire Imperial Capital seemed to be boiling over.
Personnel from various major forces all rushed towards the Forbidden City in the center of the Imperial Capital.
Many who were not qualified to attend the banquet also followed, even if it was just to watch the excitement from outside.
Many people were also very curious: which outstanding young man would ultimately win the hand of Wu Mingyue, the pearl of the Divine Dynasty?
Panwu Divine Dynasty Imperial Palace, Forbidden City.
The magnificent Forbidden City resembled an ancient Heavenly Court, exuding an aura of majesty.
With golden pavilions, cloud palaces, glazed tile roofs, divine radiance swirling, and thousands of auspicious streaks.
From afar, it looked like the Lingxiao Palace.
It is rumored that the Forbidden City was built by the Panwu Great Emperor, who commanded countless craftsmen when he founded the Divine Dynasty.
It is also a major symbol of the Panwu Divine Dynasty.
As for the Panwu Burial Mound, it is located deep behind the Forbidden City.
That place is also an absolute Forbidden Land of the Panwu Divine Dynasty; anyone who approaches without permission will be killed without mercy.
At this moment, inside the Forbidden City, a grand banquet was laid out.
Countless delicacies were brought forth by the palace maids.
Many top forces and Immortal Dao Lineages gathered together.
Inside a hall within the Forbidden City, Wu Mingyue, dressed in a crimson gown, sat before a dressing table.
Beside her, several palace maids were styling her hair.
Dressed in the red gown, Wu Mingyue exuded an even more enchanting allure.
Her eyes were like limpid pools, her brows like painted ink, and her skin, smooth as congealed fat, was lightly powdered, her lips a vibrant vermilion, making her exquisitely beautiful.
However, a hint of lingering melancholy was etched between her brows.
A close palace maid, who had served her since childhood, noticed this and said, "Your Highness, today is the day you choose your consort. You should be happier."
Wu Mingyue heard this and shook her head slightly, saying, "Xi'er, how can I be happy when I cannot freely choose my own other half?"
Wu Mingyue was wondering if Xiao Chen would come.
In truth, she didn't wish for Xiao Chen to come.
Because even if Xiao Chen came, it wouldn't change anything.
Her Imperial Father, the Panwu Divine Lord, would never allow her to marry a nobody with no background.
Unless Xiao Chen's talent was as prodigious as Jun Xiaoyao's, only then might he be considered important.
But was that possible?
In the entire Desolate Heaven Immortal Domain, how many could rival Jun Xiaoyao in talent?
Xiao Chen was indeed very diligent, but if diligence alone were enough, what would be the point of Geniuses?
"Your Highness needn't be too disheartened; perhaps among those young talents, there might be one worthy of you," Xi'er comforted her.
"Heh, who? Is it that Champion Marquis?" Wu Mingyue sneered.
She knew that the Panwu Divine Lord had always wanted her to marry the Champion Marquis.
For no other reason than that the Champion Marquis had gained the recognition of the Pan Huang Living Sword, hinting at a slight possibility of him being the Reincarnation of the Panwu Great Emperor.
Of course, even if he wasn't, it didn't matter.
Because what the Panwu Divine Lord desired most was for the Champion Marquis to help him find the Pan Huang Three Swords.
The Pan Huang Living Sword was merely one of the Pan Huang Three Swords.
Besides it, there were also the Pan Huang Years Sword and the Pan Huang Void Sword.
Legend has it that when the Pan Huang Three Swords are reunited, they can transform back into the Panwu Great Emperor's Dao-proving Imperial Armament, the Pan Huang Sword.
Imperial Armaments are also known as Ancient Imperial Armaments, Great Imperial Armaments, or Extreme Dao Imperial Armaments.
They are the Dao-proving artifacts of ancient Great Emperors, possessing immense power.
When an Imperial Armament moves, it can shatter the nine heavens and the Universe, annihilate Star Domains in all directions, strike across the cosmic firmament, and cause the bloodshed of billions of living beings!
To use an imperfect analogy, the deterrent power of an Imperial Armament is equivalent to a nuclear weapon.
Generally, Immortal Dao Lineages whose ancestors included an Unsurpassed Great Emperor possess the foundation of an Imperial Armament.
The Panwu Divine Dynasty originally had one too.
However, later, the Pan Huang Sword split into three.
The Panwu Divine Dynasty then experienced many upheavals, ultimately leading to the loss of the Pan Huang Three Swords.
It wasn't until Yang Pan obtained the Pan Huang Living Sword that hope was rekindled for the Panwu Divine Dynasty.
It was precisely because of this that the Panwu Divine Lord valued Yang Pan so highly, directly enfeoffing him as Champion Marquis.
This caused Yang Pan's Heart-Nature to inflate even further, making him lawless throughout the Panwu Divine Dynasty, like a local emperor.
Upon hearing the words "Champion Marquis," Xi'er's eyes also flashed with a hint of disgust.
The Champion Marquis's reputation was truly too bad.
"Your Highness needn't be troubled; perhaps someone will be able to suppress the Champion Marquis," Xi'er said, her face suddenly revealing a hint of longing.
"You mean…" Wu Mingyue said.
"That's right, of course, it's the Jun Family Divine Child. It's rumored that he is born like an Immortal, has a good Heart-Nature, is powerful, and has an unparalleled background."
"He is simply the most, most, most, most, most perfect person in Xi'er's heart…" Xi'er yearned immensely, her eyes sparkling with little stars.
Good Heart-Nature?
An Immortal-like existence?
Wu Mingyue's beautiful face tensed.
Another ignorant girl misled by rumors.
Jun Xiaoyao was no Immortal; he was simply a devil who devoured people whole!
He showed her no pity, even using despicable coercive methods to make her his servant.
To this day, Wu Mingyue still guards this secret fiercely.
"Don't mention him again." Wu Mingyue's expression turned slightly cold.
"Oh…" Seeing Wu Mingyue's unusual expression, Xi'er wisely closed her mouth.
She thought Wu Mingyue was upset because of the Champion Marquis.
"I hope he doesn't come," Wu Mingyue prayed in her heart.
Otherwise, she truly wouldn't know how to face Jun Xiaoyao.
...
At the same time.
Within a quiet and picturesque courtyard in the Imperial Capital.
Immortal mist swirled, and glowing light enveloped the area.
A sacred aura permeated the air.
In the courtyard, Jun Xiaoyao sat cross-legged.
The flowers and plants around him seemed to be nourished, vibrant and lush.
And Jun Xiaoyao's entire being exuded an even more transcendent aura.
His right arm appeared to be branded with Immortal patterns, as if it were the arm of an Immortal.
In the distance, Qin Xuan watched Jun Xiaoyao Cultivate with a look of astonishment, her heart filled with shock.
That kind of phenomenon was too astonishing.
Beside him, the Nine-Headed Lion, which had transformed into a nine-headed Shiba Inu, lay lazily on the ground, eating Spirit Beast meat.
"Young Master's aura is too terrifying," Qin Xuan exclaimed.
"My Master is a Prodigy; this kind of sight is nothing unusual," the Nine-Headed Lion replied lazily.
At that moment, Jun Xiaoyao's body subtly vibrated, and he ended his Cultivation.
Before him lay a pile of Immortal Sources that had lost their spiritual essence.
"Not bad, I've refined fourteen great luo immortal bones, plus the previous six, making exactly twenty," Jun Xiaoyao murmured.
His right arm, including the wrist bones, palm bones, and finger bones, had a total of twenty bones refined into great luo immortal bones.
Its power had undoubtedly increased significantly compared to before.
"Still a bottomless pit. If only I could find a fat, juicy leek," Jun Xiaoyao mused.
However, he thought about it and had not yet found a suitable candidate.
As for Ye Xingyun, Jun Xiaoyao had never paid attention to such a minor character.
Nor did he know about the changes that had occurred in him later.
"The banquet is about to begin." Jun Xiaoyao rose and walked towards Qin Xuan and the Nine-Headed Lion.
"Let's go," Jun Xiaoyao said.
"Where are you going, Young Master?" Qin Xuan asked.
"To the Imperial Palace, the Forbidden City, for the appointment!" Jun Xiaoyao said, his eyes deep.
"Appointment?" Qin Xuan was puzzled.
At this moment, the Nine-Headed Lion rolled over, stood up directly, and soared into the air.
Golden light surged, shaking the sky, causing all Cultivators within a ten-mile radius to be stunned.
Amidst the divine radiance, a majestic and powerful Nine-Headed Lion appeared, roaring towards the heavens!
Jun Xiaoyao stepped into the Void Realm, directly standing on the back of the Nine-Headed Lion.
"What, not coming with me? I said, you might have something to look forward to," Jun Xiaoyao said, lowering his gaze to Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan, who was on the ground, was already like a clay figure, rooted to the spot.
As if she had lost her soul.
"Young Master is…the Jun Family Divine Child?!"
Qin Xuan covered her rosy lips with her jade hand, unable to help but exclaim in a lost voice, blood rushing to her head, her pretty face flushed crimson.
Her mind reeled, and she nearly fainted from excessive surprise, excitement, and elation!