SACRED BODY OF THE IMMORTALS

Chapter 1149 - 1149 Are You Telling Me How to Do My Job?

Ling Yuan stood tall and slender, her glass-like starry eyes filled with nothing but cold indifference.

That kind of aura fully embodied the bearing of the Immortal Court's young empress.

When everyone saw Jun Xiaoyao and Ling Yuan walk out together,

many of the onlooking prodigies in the surrounding area had a flash of surprise in their eyes.

"Hiss, could it really be true, like the rumors say, that the imperial daughter and the Jun family's divine son have gotten together?"

"Looking at them like this, I wouldn't say they're an old married couple, but they're not far off."

"I'm so envious of the Jun family's divine son — he has the Jiang family's twin beauties by his side, and he can still have something going on with the imperial daughter."

"Please, the divine son has the looks, the strength, and an unrivaled background. He has every right and reason to. Look at yourself in the mirror — do you have any of that?"

The many immortal academy disciples around them were whispering to each other, their expressions full of envy.

Ancient Emperor's Son watched this scene, his gaze cold and detached.

Although he had long suspected this, actually seeing it still made him deeply displeased.

He had pursued Ling Yuan for so long, yet she had never given him so much as a kind look.

And yet toward Jun Xiaoyao, who was from a rival faction, she showed genuine feelings.

This caused the admiration Ancient Emperor's Son held in his heart to gradually transform into resentment and indignation.

At this moment, the man seated atop a chi dragon — the sixteenth of the Yan Yun Eighteen Riders — spoke in a calm, flat tone.

"As the current young empress of the Immortal Court, we naturally would not dare to be disrespectful toward Lady Imperial Daughter."

Though the sixteenth said this, his tone was detached and arrogant.

The look in Ling Yuan's eyes grew even colder.

"So, none of you are going to dismount?"

"Oh, my apologies, we were being rude."

With a faint mocking smile, the sixteenth dismounted from the chi dragon.

The other two also slowly and leisurely dismounted from their rides.

Seeing this, the surrounding immortal academy disciples were all taken aback.

"These Yan Yun Eighteen Riders don't seem to be giving Ling Yuan, the young empress, much face."

"Of course not — their master is the most mysterious and most exalted ancient young emperor of the Immortal Court."

"Compared to that person, even Ling Yuan as the current young empress is a rank below, isn't she."

The three of them, including the sixteenth, heard the tone of those around them and merely smiled faintly.

Ling Yuan turned to look at Ancient Emperor's Son, her expression carrying an even greater hint of disgust.

In the beginning, while she had also thought little of Ancient Emperor's Son,

he was still, after all, a peerless figure of his generation.

But now, the more Ling Yuan looked at Ancient Emperor's Son, the more he resembled a ridiculous clown.

Not to mention comparing him to Jun Xiaoyao —

he didn't even have the qualifications to be compared to Jun Xiaoyao.

"Did you bring them here?" Ling Yuan looked at Ancient Emperor's Son, her gaze colder than it had ever been.

It held even more contempt than the look she gave strangers.

"Ling Yuan, you've misunderstood. This emperor's son merely came to watch the show."

Ling Yuan's gaze made Ancient Emperor's Son feel even more displeased deep down.

But on the surface, he still smiled faintly, maintaining his composure.

Jun Xiaoyao simply watched from the side and said nothing.

In truth, Ancient Emperor's Son was no different from a clown in his eyes right now.

Watching him jump around was actually quite entertaining.

Ling Yuan showed nothing but disdain for Ancient Emperor's Son's words.

It was nothing more than Ancient Emperor's Son finding out that Jun Xiaoyao had come to see her, and staging this whole scene because of it.

And Ancient Emperor's Son knew that if he came alone, Ling Yuan would not have paid him any attention whatsoever.

So he came together with three of the Yan Yun Eighteen Riders.

"So what do you mean by clamoring outside this palace's cave dwelling?" Ling Yuan said, her expression impatient.

The sixteenth said flatly, "Nothing in particular. We simply feel that Lady Imperial Daughter, as the current young empress of the Immortal Court, should carry herself with the attitude befitting a young empress."

"Who should be seen and who should not — Young Empress Ling Yuan ought to know that in her heart."

The implication was that Ling Yuan should not have received Jun Xiaoyao at all.

Hearing this, a nameless fire inexplicably surged up in Ling Yuan's heart.

She opened her mouth and coldly rebuked, "As the young empress of the Immortal Court, this palace will see whoever this palace wishes to see. Do I need to take orders from the likes of you!"

Even setting Jun Xiaoyao aside, the sixteenth's attitude alone was enough to enrage Ling Yuan.

Some of the other onlooking immortal academy disciples also quietly shook their heads.

The Yan Yun Eighteen Riders had indeed gone a bit too far.

Even though their master was that mysterious ancient young emperor,

Ling Yuan as the current young empress was no low-ranking figure either.

"Exactly — what right do you have to question Young Empress Ling Yuan!"

At that moment, from within the crowd, a crisp voice rang out, clear as a lark's song.

A delicate young woman dressed in a hundred-flower silk skirt appeared.

Her face was fair and luminous, her bright eyes captivating, radiant with every glance.

Her dark hair was smooth and silky, gleaming like a mirror.

It was none other than one of the nine great immortal lineages' heirs — the heir of the Jingwei Immortal Lineage, Wei Qianqian.

The other immortal lineage heirs who had previously been with her included Cang Li of the Cangjie Immortal Lineage, Yao Qing of the Shennong Immortal Lineage, Xing Lu of the Xingtian Immortal Lineage, and others.

But all of them had been eliminated by Jun Xiaoyao during the trials in the Borderlands.

However, Wei Qianqian had not taken part in that siege, so she had come through unscathed.

Moreover, the Jingwei Immortal Lineage followed the lead of the Nuwa Empress Immortal Lineage above all others.

So Wei Qianqian naturally belonged to Imperial Daughter Ling Yuan's faction.

"Whether or not we have the right — are we wrong in what we said?" the sixteenth said coldly.

An immortal lineage heir was not enough to stir any reaction in him.

In his heart, only their master, the ancient young emperor, was the most exalted and most extraordinary existence in the entire Immortal Court.

All other immortal lineages — whether their heirs, their seed-level figures, or even Ling Yuan herself as young empress — were no match for their master.

"And if this palace says otherwise — what then? Would you raise a hand against this palace?" Ling Yuan said in an icy voice.

That was simply her nature.

Whoever dared to be forceful with her, she would dare to be even more forceful right back.

Jun Xiaoyao, of course, was the exception.

"We would never do that. After all, Lady Imperial Daughter is the current young empress. We are merely offering a reminder — to be mindful of your standing." the sixteenth said.

At this point, Ling Yuan's expression had already turned very cold.

The sixteenth turned to look at Jun Xiaoyao and said, "Jun family's divine son, you relied on external power to slay the ultimate calamity, which counts as having contributed something to our immortal domain."

"However, it would be best if you kept your distance from Young Empress Ling Yuan. After all, who knows — in the future, Young Empress Ling Yuan may well be subdued by our master."

The moment those words fell, the entire world went silent.

Everyone's face carried a flash of shock.

The Yan Yun Eighteen Riders were actually bold enough to say something like that.

In one stroke, they had offended both Jun Xiaoyao and Ling Yuan.

Ancient Emperor's Son's expression also shifted slightly.

Could it be that the ancient young emperor truly intended to subdue Ling Yuan?

But then he thought about it again.

Even if Ling Yuan were subdued by the ancient young emperor, that would still be better than being subdued by Jun Xiaoyao.

"You……"

Ling Yuan was so furious her face turned pale, her pupils trembling.

If it weren't for the ancient young emperor standing behind the Yan Yun Eighteen Riders,

she would absolutely have slapped them to death on the spot.

Just as Ling Yuan's delicate frame was shaking with rage,

a warm hand came to rest gently on her shoulder.

Ling Yuan turned her head and saw Jun Xiaoyao, a faint smile on his face.

That smile felt familiar — and a little dangerous.

Someone was about to die.

Ling Yuan's heart inexplicably settled, a warmth washing over her.

Jun Xiaoyao, with a light smile on his face, looked toward the sixteenth and the others.

"Are you trying to tell me what to do?"

Sensing a thread of dangerous energy, the sixteenth frowned.

But the Nine Heavens Immortal Academy strictly forbade internal conflict, and they were followers of the ancient young emperor.

So he figured Jun Xiaoyao wouldn't do anything reckless.

"I'm not trying to tell you what to do. I simply want you to keep your distance from Young Empress Ling Yuan……"

The sixteenth had barely finished speaking

when he looked on in horror as an enormous hand wreathed in primordial chaos energy came crashing down directly toward them!

"Jun Xiaoyao, you dare!?"