SACRED BODY OF THE IMMORTALS

Chapter 1126 - 1126 The Invitation

Yu Yunshang was as beautiful as ever, graceful and elegant, with a rare and captivating charm.

At this moment, looking at Jun Xiaoyao, her expression held joy and complexity, and there was a hint of weariness between her brows.

She hesitated, then slowly made her way over to Jun Xiaoyao's side.

"What are you here for?"

Including Jiang Luoli, everyone around Jun Xiaoyao looked at Yu Yunshang with cold indifference.

To be precise, it wasn't Yu Yunshang they disliked.

It was her brother, the Feathered King.

A straightforward enemy was no problem at all.

But an enemy disguised as a friend — that was truly despicable.

The Feathered King stepped forward as well.

Seeing this, many of the people nearby showed subtle shifts in their expressions.

The Feathered King was, after all, one of the Seven Rebel Sovereigns.

Although Jun Xiaoyao had already won this round of the Heavenly Dao game,

the identity of one of the Seven Rebel Sovereigns still carried weight.

Hadn't Long Yao'er and the others not even dared to show their faces before Jun Xiaoyao?

It was nothing more than fear of his retaliation.

"Back in the Borderlands, I already sensed something was off. Now that I think about it, it was you all along."

The Feathered King was dressed in a snow-white crane cloak, even his shoes and socks were white.

His face was strikingly handsome, silver hair flowing loose, even his eyebrows silver-white — his entire bearing was one of transcendent elegance.

He was one of the rare few who could even remotely rival Jun Xiaoyao in terms of looks.

Before all this, the friendship between these two had been spoken of as something remarkable.

But later, the truth came to light — the Feathered King was one of the Seven Rebel Sovereigns.

From beginning to end, it had all been a scheme.

"How dare you show your face before Xiaoyao brother!"

Jiang Luoli's brows shot up in anger as she snapped at him.

Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand, then looked toward the Feathered King.

"I'm curious — how can you appear before me so calmly?"

Toward the Feathered King, Jun Xiaoyao did feel a certain coldness.

But he had sensed something from the very beginning, so he couldn't really say he had been deceived.

Hearing this, the Feathered King let out a soft laugh — tinged with bitterness and a trace of helplessness.

There were moments when he had truly believed he and Jun Xiaoyao would become friends.

But in the end…

"I was unwilling to accept my fate and wanted to fight for destiny's favor, yet in the end I became a discarded piece of the Heavenly Dao. It's hard not to call that ironic."

The Feathered King smiled with self-mockery.

"It seems you've already made your preparations."

Jun Xiaoyao said coldly.

"Young Master Jun, please don't…"

Yu Yunshang bit down hard on her red lips, her eyes beginning to redden.

Ever since the Feathered King had betrayed Jun Xiaoyao, she and her brother had never returned to the close bond they once shared.

But no matter what, the Feathered King was still her own elder brother.

She couldn't just stand by and watch him die.

With a thud.

The girl who had been as proud as a phoenix when they first met now knelt directly before Jun Xiaoyao.

"Yunshang, you…"

The Feathered King's pupils trembled.

"I hope Young Master Jun can spare my brother's life. Yunshang knows this request may be too much to ask, but he is still Yunshang's brother.

"Yunshang is willing to serve Young Master Jun, as a servant, as a slave…"

"Do you think you're worthy of serving Xiaoyao brother as a slave!"

Jiang Luoli's eyes blazed with fury as she cut off Yu Yunshang's words.

Yu Yunshang simply remained kneeling, her mouth full of bitterness.

Everyone around fell silent at the sight.

A princess of the mighty Feathered Divine Dynasty, kneeling in public like a servant girl.

All one could say was that Jun Xiaoyao had now risen to such dominance that ordinary immortal dynasties and supreme powers no longer dared to offend him lightly.

"Brother Jun, kill me if you will — this is my own choice, and the Feathered Divine Dynasty will not interfere." The Feathered King said with composure.

In this lifetime, the greatest mistake he had ever made

was betraying Jun Xiaoyao.

If he could do it all over again, what would he choose?

Perhaps fighting for destiny's favor and all that — none of it could compare to having a true friend.

Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained unchanged. Then he extended a finger and pressed it toward the space between the Feathered King's brows!

"Young Master Jun!"

Yu Yunshang's face went deathly pale, drained of all color.

That streak of finger light rested between the Feathered King's brows, and the Feathered King made no move to resist whatsoever.

Jun Xiaoyao slowly withdrew his hand.

"You are already dead. Whatever comes after has nothing to do with me."

Jun Xiaoyao turned and made to leave.

The Feathered King stood frozen, watching Jun Xiaoyao's retreating figure.

He suddenly parted his lips, his voice condensed into a single thread, transmitted directly to Jun Xiaoyao.

"The Seven Rebel Sovereigns have failed, but that doesn't mean the Heavenly Dao will accept this loss willingly."

"We were nothing more than a group of discarded pieces, toyed with and cast aside."

"Beware the Eight Children of Heaven. Beware the Cang Clan."

Hearing the Feathered King's transmission, Jun Xiaoyao's thoughts stirred slightly.

The Eight Children of Heaven?

The Cang Clan?

Jun Xiaoyao quietly committed it to memory and left without looking back.

"The will of the Immortal Realm lost this round — and still refuses to accept it?"

A faint cold smile crossed Jun Xiaoyao's lips.

This so-called Cang Clan — he had never heard of them.

But the Feathered King, at this point, should have no reason to deceive him again.

When he returned to the Jun family, he would naturally look into it through the ancient records.

As for the Eight Children of Heaven?

Jun Xiaoyao felt not the slightest concern.

In his eyes, all so-called prodigies were nothing more than stepping stones and crops waiting to be harvested.

Jun Xiaoyao returned to his lodgings.

He still had not left the Primordial Emperor City.

Many people were puzzled — now that the calamity from the foreign realm had temporarily subsided, no one could figure out why Jun Xiaoyao was still staying here.

A few days later, an elderly man came rushing excitedly to find Jun Xiaoyao.

"Grand Elder, what brings you here?"

Jiang Luoli and the others were all surprised.

The visitor was none other than the Grand Elder of the Nine Heavens Immortal Academy.

"Just coming to see the qilin son of our Immortal Realm."

"I figured you'd be busy before, so I waited until now to pay a visit."

The Grand Elder of the Immortal Academy was warm and amiable in manner, looking Jun Xiaoyao over with growing satisfaction.

"Ha, to think the War God of the foreign realm's War God Academy has now become a pillar of our Immortal Realm."

"You flatter me, Senior." Jun Xiaoyao smiled graciously.

He had already guessed more or less why the Grand Elder had come.

"Would you be interested in joining the Nine Heavens Immortal Academy?" The Grand Elder's eyes were bright as he fixed his gaze on Jun Xiaoyao.

The Nine Heavens Immortal Academy was the highest institution of the Immortal Realm, gathering the finest talents from across the world.

Jun Xiaoyao was naturally the ideal pillar and figurehead.

If Jun Xiaoyao were to join the Nine Heavens Immortal Academy, the Academy's prestige would undoubtedly skyrocket.

Jun Xiaoyao, however, was somewhat hesitant.

After all, he had also joined the War God Academy in the foreign realm.

And given his level of comprehension, it didn't seem like he needed anyone to teach him.

As for resources, what the Jun family could provide was clearly no worse than what the Academy offered.

So Jun Xiaoyao genuinely couldn't find a reason to go to the Academy.

As for Jiang Luoli, Yan Rumeng, Yu Chanjuan and the others, they did hope Jun Xiaoyao would go.

After all, many of them were disciples of the Academy.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao hesitate, the Grand Elder quietly gritted his teeth.

He knew that without offering something worthwhile, there was no way to get something for nothing.

"You should be aware, young friend, that our Academy possesses great fortunes — every supreme forbidden genius who joined before received them."

"But our Academy also has one ultimate fortune ground that has never been opened."

"Within it may lie supreme treasures that even the Jun family might not necessarily be able to produce." The Grand Elder said, throwing caution to the wind.

"Oh?"

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes lit up.

With something to gain, everything else was easy to discuss.