novelraw Chapter 1042 1042 Grievance and Confusion
Chapter 1042 1042 Grievance and Confusion
"What's wrong, thinking of your brother again?"
Seeing Xuanyue staring blankly at him, the smile on Jun Xiaoyao's face slowly faded.
He mistakenly assumed that Xuanyue had mistaken him for her deceased brother again.
He was no one's replacement.
However, contrary to his expectations.
Xuanyue shook her head.
"No, I'm looking at you."
Jun Xiaoyao froze.
When did this girl learn how to flirt?
"It seems you've gradually moved on from the past." Jun Xiaoyao said.
Xuanyue lowered her brows, silent for a long moment, before finally speaking.
"After talking with you before, I've come to understand a few things."
"I've always been trapped in a delusional obsession, searching for someone who may not even exist."
"That's just self-deception."
Xuanyue let out a bitter smile.
She had known all along that the Bianhua organization, and that person called Hua Lian, were very likely deceiving her.
Yet she was willing to be deceived.
All for a vague and intangible promise of reincarnation.
"It's good that you've figured it out. Life is full of disappointments."
"The best way to honor your brother is to look forward and live well." Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.
Xuanyue was stunned.
Jun Xiaoyao's words seemed to carry a strange kind of power.
She had always been bound by memories, never truly free.
She had never once thought about her own life.
And now, Jun Xiaoyao was telling her to look forward, which meant he wanted her to take her life into her own hands.
Xuanyue felt a lump rise in her throat.
She hadn't expected Jun Xiaoyao to have such a warm side.
His outward appearance seemed indifferent, yet inside it was as if a flame burned, making her feel a long-lost warmth and peace.
The subtle shift in Xuanyue's eyes did not escape Jun Xiaoyao's notice.
This was exactly the effect he wanted.
Xuanyue was to be used by him.
Xuanyue and Su Hongyi would be two sharp blades under his command.
"Alright, I came to tell you that we may need to prepare to head to the Bianhua clan soon. I'll need you to guide the way and share some information about the Bianhua imperial clan." Jun Xiaoyao said.
Hearing this, Xuanyue nodded.
Even her life had been saved by Jun Xiaoyao.
What reason did she have to refuse?
"However, right now, the blue Bianhua bloodline may have a serious grudge against me." Xuanyue reminded him.
She had originally been sentenced to death by the Bianhua prince.
Yet she hadn't died, and the Bianhua prince had.
One could only imagine how the blue Bianhua bloodline felt about that.
"It doesn't matter. I'd like to see who has the nerve." Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.
He now had yet another identity.
Son-in-law of the Tushan imperial clan!
Moreover, the Nine-Tailed King of the Tushan imperial clan had even bestowed upon him a red thread of fate.
On top of that, there was the Divine Turtle King, and the mysterious immortal he had conjured from divine malice.
That meant behind Jun Xiaoyao stood three immortal kings!
Who would dare provoke him?
"Didn't expect that even in the foreign realm, I could rely on connections to intimidate people." Jun Xiaoyao found it rather amusing when he thought about it.
In the immortal realm, his status was unmatched, and his identity as the divine son of the Jun family commanded awe in all directions.
Later, in the foreign realm, Jun Xiaoyao had lost the protection of that background and proceeded step by step with careful planning.
Yet now, he had built such a formidable foundation here as well.
This was proof enough that Jun Xiaoyao did not simply rely on the Jun family.
Even on his own, he was more than capable of achieving greatness.
This was what it truly meant to be an unparalleled anomaly throughout the ages.
After visiting Xuanyue, Jun Xiaoyao returned to his cultivation grounds.
Since the entire foreign realm's dragon vein had been monopolized by Jun Xiaoyao and refined into his inner universe,
every place was a blessed sanctuary to him.
"I can finally begin cultivating the Soul Tome."
Jun Xiaoyao took out the Soul Tome.
As one of the nine great celestial tomes, the mysteries of the Soul Tome were boundless.
Even Chi Hongyu, despite being tutored by the Chi Xiao King, could not have grasped much of it.
During their battle, he hadn't even had the chance to unleash the Soul Tome's secrets before being defeated by Jun Xiaoyao in just a few moves.
"Let me explore it for myself."
Jun Xiaoyao opened the Soul Tome and immersed his mind within it.
Ancient characters one by one moved like primordial stars in orbit, radiating light, mysterious and unfathomable.
Each ancient character seemed to deconstruct the soul, probing the mysteries of the primordial spirit and consciousness.
Jun Xiaoyao placed great importance on the Soul Tome.
For the primordial spirit was the very core of cultivation.
Indeed, if the primordial spirit were cultivated to a sufficient degree, it could leave the physical body and roam freely across the vast universe.
In a single thought, the mind could be as countless as the sands of the Ganges, neither arising nor ceasing, neither increasing nor decreasing, imperishable and indestructible.
Of course, that was an extraordinarily high level of spiritual attainment.
Jun Xiaoyao's current primordial spirit was still at the immeasurable level.
Still in a state of quantitative change, not yet having achieved a true qualitative transformation.
But Jun Xiaoyao believed that with the Soul Tome in hand, the transformation of his primordial spirit was only a matter of time.
Even the three-life primordial spirit could be preliminarily cultivated to completion.
From then on, Jun Xiaoyao sank into his cultivation.
Elsewhere, deep within the academy, a quasi-immortal was in a rather good mood.
It was none other than the Fufeng King.
Upon learning that Luo Xiangling had entered seclusion and refused to see Jun Xiaoyao, the Fufeng King's mood became immensely pleased.
"The younger generation is still too naive. The feelings of the Luo King are not something to be toyed with so casually."
"Now that he has married into the Tushan imperial clan, this person will never have any chance of forming a connection with the Luo King." The Fufeng King smiled faintly.
Before, Jun Xiaoyao had been a thorn in his side.
He truly could not understand why Luo Xiangling would take a liking to Jun Xiaoyao.
Where exactly had he lost out?
And now, news of Jun Xiaoyao spending three months in the bridal chamber with the five beauties had spread throughout the entire foreign realm.
The Fufeng King believed that Luo Xiangling should have given up completely by now.
"Since this person poses no threat for the time being, just let him be. Moving against him would be a very troublesome affair." The Fufeng King muttered to himself.
With the Divine Turtle King's protection, there was simply no way he could touch Jun Xiaoyao.
At most, he could stir up some trouble in the shadows.
The Purple Bamboo Grove was serene and quiet, rarely visited.
Within a tranquil courtyard, a woman of unparalleled beauty, as pure as a lotus rising from the water, sat alone in meditation.
Her spirit was like autumn water, her bones like jade, and her deep blue hair cascaded down like a waterfall.
That fair and delicate face was flawless without a single blemish.
Her long lashes made her clear, bright eyes shimmer and glisten, giving off a feeling of gentle grace and precious warmth.
It was none other than the Luo King, Luo Xiangling.
Yet at this moment, she could not calm her mind.
No matter how she tried to sink into cultivation,
the moment she closed her eyes, she seemed to see that woman sitting on Jun Xiaoyao's lap.
That's right.
Luo Xiangling had seen it.
Before, after dealing with the Divine-Devouring Imperial Son, Jun Xiaoyao had gone alone to the marriage selection gathering.
At the time, Luo Xiangling had felt a small pang of quiet resentment.
Yet she also believed that Jun Xiaoyao wouldn't actually take part in the marriage selection.
But then she heard the news that Jun Xiaoyao had not only become the son-in-law of the Tushan imperial clan,
but had married five women at once.
At that moment, Luo Xiangling's heart was thrown into turmoil.
But she was the Luo King after all, and she still had her pride to maintain.
So she patiently waited.
Who could have expected that news would then arrive of Jun Xiaoyao spending three months in the bridal chamber with the five beauties.
At that, Luo Xiangling could no longer hold back, and went directly to the Demon Barbarian Continent.
With her quasi-immortal abilities, she could naturally sense where Jun Xiaoyao was.
And then, she witnessed the scene of Shen Le sitting on Jun Xiaoyao's lap, arms around his neck, chatting intimately with him.
Luo Xiangling watched from afar, her heart a tangle of indescribable feelings.
Afterward, the one thing that gave Luo Xiangling slight comfort was that Jun Xiaoyao did not go on to do anything further with that woman.
Instead, he left directly.
Luo Xiangling moved closer, wanting to confront Jun Xiaoyao about everything.
Yet out of pride, she ultimately did not show herself, and left without a word.
"He came back, yet he didn't come to find me……"
Luo Xiangling murmured to herself, suddenly overcome with a feeling of anxious uncertainty.
Although she had let it be known that she was in seclusion,
Jun Xiaoyao should have at least come to check on her.
Yet Jun Xiaoyao hadn't come at all.
This left Luo Xiangling unable to settle her mind.
"Am I being overly dramatic? But still, I just can't help feeling a little upset."
Luo Xiangling found herself feeling a small, quiet sense of grievance.
The heartstrings that had been silent for so long had been stirred by Jun Xiaoyao.
Yet in the blink of an eye, Jun Xiaoyao had gone to the bridal chamber with other women, five of them no less.
And then there was Shen Le, making those intimate gestures.
Any woman would feel uncomfortable about that.
Luo Xiangling really couldn't help but silently stew in frustration.
In truth, as long as Jun Xiaoyao came to explain himself, even if he had truly consummated the marriage, Luo Xiangling would have accepted it.
But Jun Xiaoyao hadn't come at all.
Like a scoundrel who, after the honeymoon phase, simply neglects a woman.
Luo Xiangling, who had been single for who knows how many years, felt confused about her own feelings for the very first time.