novelraw Chapter 1013 - 1013 The Luo King's Shy Blush
Chapter 1013 - 1013 The Luo King's Shy Blush
The dark Star of David reflected across the heavens, signaling the awakening of yet another world-ending sovereign.
This undoubtedly stirred waves across the foreign realm once again.
Many believed that a great age was upon them, and that the Six Kings would emerge together.
The apocalyptic myth would truly descend and become reality.
In previous eras, world-ending sovereigns had appeared before.
But never had all six been gathered at once.
There were always a few missing.
Yet in this current era, three dark sovereigns had awakened one after another.
This was undoubtedly a sign that the apocalyptic myth was about to fully descend.
"Heh, how interesting. With a great age approaching, it's time to get out and make my presence known."
Within a certain imperial clan, a figure emerged, crossing through the void.
Bathed entirely in golden radiance, like a young deity walking among mortals.
Someone caught sight of this figure and couldn't help but cry out in astonishment.
"That's... the imperial son of the Anlan imperial clan. Even he has appeared!"
Many were stunned.
The Anlan imperial clan was one of the most renowned immortal imperial clans in the foreign realm.
Its immortal king, Anlan, had shaken all of time and space with a single Anlan Spear.
The Anlan imperial son was also one of the Seven Young Emperors of the foreign realm.
He had long been in secluded cultivation, and now that he had awakened, he was like a young deity emerging into the world, radiant and resplendent.
Elsewhere, at the ancestral grounds of another imperial clan.
Amid a shower of heavenly flowers and golden lotuses rising from the earth.
A woman appeared, dressed in a pale green long skirt, with a towering great tree behind her, swaying seeds that resembled dandelion tufts.
It was unmistakably a Pumo Tree.
And the woman was none other than Pugui Tiannu of the Pumo clan.
She too was one of the Seven Young Emperors.
"I wonder if that Chaos Body will attend the marriage selection gathering. I'll need to handle my relationship with him carefully. After all, even his followers are world-ending sovereigns."
"And that imperial son Mojie... what a pity, to meet his end in such a way."
Pugui Tiannu murmured to herself.
Previously, Puyao had clashed with Jun Xiaoyao and was casually slain by him out in the borderlands.
Although Puyao was a prodigy of the Pumo clan, he wasn't among the most core members.
So there was no need for the Pumo clan to make a mortal enemy of Jun Xiaoyao over someone like Puyao.
Even the Seven Young Emperors had shown themselves, all heading to the Yaoman Continent for the marriage selection gathering.
The atmosphere across the entire foreign realm had grown fervent.
Yet Tushan, at the center of all this news,
was remarkably calm.
Only the entirety of Tushan was decorated with lanterns and banners, making preparations in advance for the marriage selection gathering.
And at this moment, within a pavilion atop one of Tushan's peaks.
Two peerlessly graceful silhouettes stood side by side.
One of the women wore a long flowing dress with water sleeves.
Her figure was slender and light, flawless as if carved from fine jade.
Her two willow-leaf brows curved gently, her beautiful eyes clear and bright, her delicate nose perfectly shaped.
Her skin was white as frost and snow, smooth and unblemished.
She was none other than the third princess of the Tushan imperial clan, Tushan Xiaoxiao.
And beside her.
Stood a woman with an extraordinarily commanding figure.
Even a bright red robe could not conceal her voluptuous and fiery curves.
One could only describe her as lush and captivating.
Her features were enchanting, bewitching all living beings.
She was the eldest princess of the Tushan imperial clan, Tushan Yueyue.
Certain parts of her figure were more than worthy of the title of "eldest" princess.
If Jun Xiaoyao were present, he would surely marvel.
This one was absolutely no less impressive than the serpent clan, renowned for their figures.
At this moment, Tushan Yueyue lifted the wine gourd hanging at her waist, took a long swig, and cut quite the figure of a bold elder sister.
"Did you feel it? When that Star of David mark appeared, there was a strange, inexplicable sensation?" Tushan Yueyue said.
"There was indeed a slight stirring in my bloodline, but what does that have to do with a world-ending sovereign?" Tushan Xiaoxiao asked, somewhat puzzled.
Tushan Yueyue shook her head slightly. "Let's set that aside for now. By the way, are those two girls still sulking?"
"They are. They're both blaming you, big sister, for calling them back. Otherwise they could have spent a little more time with the man of their dreams." Tushan Xiaoxiao said with a soft smile.
"The Chaos Body, Yu Xiaoyao. His performance in the borderlands this time was truly remarkable. Even I've grown a little interested." Tushan Yueyue lightly licked her red lips with the tip of her tongue.
"Big sister's taste is famously discerning." Tushan Xiaoxiao said.
"Still, this Yu Xiaoyao reminds me of someone. Someone who is nearly forgotten." Tushan Yueyue said.
"The divine son of the Jun clan from the Immortal Realm, Jun Xiaoyao." Tushan Xiaoxiao said.
The names were indeed somewhat similar.
Though they clearly wouldn't think there was any connection between this Chaos Body and Jun Xiaoyao.
Beyond a slight resemblance in name, there couldn't possibly be any other link between the two.
"Just wait and see. Let's find out whether this marriage selection gathering can produce a worthy husband. After all, the Qingmeng Immortal Sutra we cultivate has been stagnant for a very long time." Tushan Yueyue sighed softly.
The Qingmeng Immortal Sutra of their Tushan fox clan required finding the one destined by fate, the one who could pull the red thread of marriage.
So cultivating it was extraordinarily troublesome and difficult.
"Big sister, little sister has always had one question." Tushan Xiaoxiao asked.
"What question?"
"What if, and I'm just saying what if, all of our red threads of marriage were tied to the same man? What would we do then?"
Though the probability was infinitesimally small, it wasn't impossible.
"In that case, I certainly won't yield, and you don't need to yield either. When the time comes, sisters united, nothing can stand in our way." Tushan Yueyue laughed with a melodious giggle.
Her laughter was utterly bewitching, her red lips shimmering with an alluring glow.
To the Tushan fox clan, human moral ethics meant nothing at all.
Of course, the premise was that such a man would truly appear, one capable of stirring all of their red threads of marriage.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for all of them to fall for the same man at once.
Tushan Xiaoxiao blinked her clear, beautiful eyes.
Was she planning to leave nothing behind, not a single drop?
Big sister had been single and lonely for so long. Her appetite was still quite vigorous.
Just as the entire foreign realm was buzzing with excitement over the Tushan imperial clan's marriage selection gathering.
Over at the War God Academy in the Minghe Continent.
Deep within a purple bamboo grove, there was a secluded courtyard.
Luo Xiangling sat beside the bed in the inner room, gazing at the white-robed young man lying on it.
Her brows were like ink paintings, her skin like white snow, her eyes holding the clarity of autumn waters.
Her deep blue hair flowed smooth as water, cascading down to her slender hips.
Seen from afar, she was as radiant as the sun rising through morning clouds.
Observed up close, she was as dazzling as a lotus emerging from clear rippling waters.
Simply sitting there, she was a painting of beauty taken to its absolute extreme.
During this time, she had not taken her eyes off Jun Xiaoyao for a single moment, afraid he might take a turn for the worse.
Fortunately, Jun Xiaoyao's injuries were recovering steadily and smoothly.
Luo Xiangling gazed at Jun Xiaoyao's hazy yet strikingly handsome features, her eyes drifting into a daze.
How many years had she spent alone.
She couldn't remember at all.
To her, the love and romance of the mortal world had always felt like something impossibly distant.
She was indeed a lofty quasi-immortal sovereign, yet she was also very simple.
She had always remained within the War God Academy, barely coming into contact with anyone.
But Jun Xiaoyao's appearance had stirred a ripple in her long-dormant heart.
As she gazed on, Luo Xiangling couldn't help but reach out her jade-like hand and gently trace the contours of Jun Xiaoyao's cheek.
Suddenly, a hand covered hers.
The next moment, Luo Xiangling met a pair of eyes that had opened.
A pair of eyes deep as stars in the night, gazing at her with quiet intensity.
"Xiangling, a sneak attack like this isn't very proper."
Luo Xiangling was mildly startled.
A little flustered, a rosy flush bloomed across both her cheeks, making her look breathtakingly lovely.