"Yun Clan Young Master, you!"
The Yin Family Elder's eyes shot out bone-chilling cold light.
Their Yin Family had already backed down, acting like cowards.
Yet, Jun Xiaoyao still acted so ruthlessly, obliterating their Yin Family Prodigy.
This was simply showing no Face to their Yin Family whatsoever.
But then again, what right did the Yin Family have to expect Jun Xiaoyao to give them Face?
"Do you have an opinion?"
Jun Xiaoyao's gaze was indifferent as he glanced at the Yin Family Elder.
In an instant.
The Yin Family Elder felt a bone-chilling coldness.
It was as if he had been targeted by the God of Death, experiencing an indescribable sense of crisis.
"How could this be…"
The Yin Family Elder's heart was filled with disbelief.
He was just a young Junior, how could he, a Quasi-Emperor, feel a sense of mortal danger from him?
"That's right, he is the Yun Clan Young Master, he must have protective treasures bestowed by the Yun Clan Emperor Clan that can threaten a Quasi-Emperor."
The Yin Family Elder could only comfort himself this way in his heart.
However, it was clear that he could not do anything to Jun Xiaoyao.
Not just him.
Even if he went back to report to the Yin Family.
The Yin Family still wouldn't be able to do anything.
They had to swallow their teeth, even if they were broken.
If they had known, it would have been better not to come and demand accountability.
The Yin Family Elder felt that encountering Jun Xiaoyao was the worst luck their Yin Family had experienced in eight lifetimes.
Meanwhile, Li Xianyao, seeing this scene in mid-air, froze.
Jun Xiaoyao's move was too sudden; even she didn't react in time.
By the time she came to her senses, Yin Haoyu had already fallen.
After returning, Yin Yurong would probably be furious again.
"Oh my, Young Master Jun Xiaoyao truly has his usual domineering style. Decisive and swift, I love it, I love it."
An Ran, on the other hand, watched the show with relish, happy to see the Yin Family suffer.
"Hmph, let's go!"
The Yin Family Elder snorted coldly, flicked his sleeve, and departed.
The Yin Family members also scurried away, their backs looking quite disheveled.
"Haha, serves them right!"
Someone from the Jian Family couldn't help but burst into laughter, feeling utterly delighted.
Their own Prodigy was killed right in front of them, and they couldn't even get angry; they could only swallow their broken teeth.
The Yin Family suffered a huge loss this time, suppressed to the extreme.
And they couldn't even retaliate. Just ask, aren't they angry?
Sword Wanjué, Sword Rain Han, and others looked at Jun Xiaoyao with reverence, as if gazing upon a deity.
"Young Master's strength is truly unfathomable…" Sword Wanjué sighed.
"Indeed…"
Sword Rain Han also made up her mind to follow Jun Xiaoyao.
At this moment, everyone's gaze fell upon Li Xianyao.
Logically, Li Xianyao's arrival should have been to support the Yin Family.
But now, the Yin Family Prodigy had been killed, and the Yin Family had retreated.
This Heavenly Emperor Pavilion Young Si Ming seemed to have made no statement.
In reality, the current situation caught Li Xianyao off guard.
She hadn't expected Jun Xiaoyao to act directly.
Coupled with the ripples in her state of mind, she didn't make any move for a while.
Jun Xiaoyao suddenly spoke, "Miss An Ran, are you here to watch a show this time?"
An Ran heard this and smiled slightly.
"No matter what, since the Yin Family has left, it means the matter has been resolved."
"Wouldn't you agree, Li Xianyao?"
An Ran said, looking at Li Xianyao and blinking her beautiful eyes.
No matter what, getting into a conflict with the Yun Clan Young Master was never a good thing.
"This…" Li Xianyao was speechless for a moment.
An Ran then said to Jun Xiaoyao, "Young Master Jun Xiaoyao, An Ran still remembers the favor of the immortality flower you gave last time."
Jun Xiaoyao also smiled faintly, "This is not the place to talk. If you don't mind, how about we find a quiet place for a small drink?"
Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's words, An Ran's beautiful eyes lit up.
"That sounds great."
Rather, it was exactly what she wanted.
"An Ran, this is a bit…"
Li Xianyao hesitated.
"Oh, Li Xianyao, with Young Master Jun Xiaoyao's discerning eye, there aren't many women he would actively invite. Seize the opportunity!"
An Ran said, pulling Li Xianyao's jade hand.
Seeing this, the various Cultivators in the distance had reddened eyes.
It was the redness of envy.
Li Xianyao, needless to say, was the number one beauty in the Realm Within a Realm.
Her beauty and strength were on par, and her identity was even more extraordinary.
As for An Ran, although Li Xianyao was a peerless beauty before her.
She was also an absolutely stunning beauty.
And compared to Li Xianyao's ethereal, otherworldly aura.
An Ran had a more charming, approachable beauty, like a combination of a Fairy and a demoness.
These two beauties were difficult to even meet normally, and it was an honor to even exchange a few words with them.
Jun Xiaoyao casually invited them, and he could have two peerless beauties drink and gather with him.
How enviable was this?
It was so jealous it made people's cells burst.
But jealousy was jealousy.
Given Jun Xiaoyao's conditions, many people felt that this was actually very normal.
"Alas, don't be jealous. Blame it on us not being born well."
"Young Master Jun Xiaoyao's Rank is already something that cannot be achieved just by being born well."
"However, the Yin Family this time is truly miserable. I'm afraid the Yin Family will have to keep a low profile for a while after this."
The Yin Family's demand for accountability ended in a way no one had expected.
…
Deep within the Jian Family, a serene and picturesque place.
The mountains were beautiful, and clear springs cascaded down.
Halfway up the mountain, there was a pavilion.
Three figures sat there: Jun Xiaoyao, An Ran, and Li Xianyao.
And at this moment, Li Xianyao's veil still hadn't been removed from her Face.
In fact, she still felt a slight daze.
Yin Yurong had called her to support the Yin Family.
But now, she was sitting at the same table as the 'enemy'.
And this "enemy".
Was not only the Yun Clan Young Master.
But also the man of her dreams.
Just ask, isn't this dreamlike enough?
"Li Xianyao, you don't need to wear your veil anymore, do you?" An Ran said.
Li Xianyao hummed softly in response, then raised her jade hand and removed the veil from her Face.
Her world-shaking beauty needed no further description.
If she had removed her veil outside earlier, who knew how many men would have their Soul Emergence.
Jun Xiaoyao's eyes also froze.
But not just because of Li Xianyao's beauty.
Her appearance bore a slight resemblance to Oriental Aoyue.
But more importantly.
Among the Reincarnations of Jiang Shengyi's Soul that Jun Xiaoyao had encountered.
Li Xianyao was the one whose aura most closely matched Jiang Shengyi's.
The same pure white robe.
The same transcendent and ethereal aura, untainted by worldly concerns.
Like the soft glow of a new moon, like snow piled on a jade tree.
This feeling made Jun Xiaoyao's eyes slightly dazed.
It was as if the one sitting before him was not Li Xianyao, but Jiang Shengyi.
At the same time, Li Xianyao's eyes met Jun Xiaoyao's gaze.
That gaze was the same as the man in her dreams.
Gentle, profound, filled with affection.
Like a silent vow and promise.
An Ran, on the side, looked at Jun Xiaoyao, then at Li Xianyao.
How did she feel that she shouldn't be sitting here, but rather under the table?
"Cough… You two…"
An Ran coughed dryly, feeling if she was being redundant here.
Why did she feel like a huge third wheel?
Li Xianyao came back to her senses, lowered her eyes slightly, and no longer looked at Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao, on the other hand, smiled faintly and said, "Heavenly Emperor Pavilion Young Si Ming, Fairy Yao, lives up to her reputation."
"Young Master Jun Xiaoyao, I have also heard much about you. Now it seems, Young Master is even more outstanding than Li Xianyao imagined."
Both sides exchanged pleasantries.
But each had their own thoughts in their hearts.