SACRED BODY OF THE IMMORTALS

Chapter 917 - 917 Starting to Bluff Again

The entire ancient city was in an uproar, with countless people discussing Jun Xiaoyao.

Everyone was very curious about this white-robed young master of mysterious origins.

As for Kong Xiang, he had arrived at the ancient city early, wanting to back up the Flame Prince.

In the end, he lost his own life.

His cousin, Kong Qianqian, would arrive on the day of the Heavenly Immortal Banquet.

One could imagine that when the Heavenly Immortal Banquet began, that would be when the real show truly started.

And at this moment.

In the western area of the ancient city, there was a rather exquisite courtyard.

It was precisely the lodging place of the Ice Spirit Royal Clan.

Fei Qingxue led Jun Xiaoyao and Chunchun to this place.

The three entered a pavilion.

As for several elders of the Ice Spirit Royal Clan, they wore worried expressions, discussing something.

At the same time, they were sending messages to the Ice Spirit Celestial Venerable.

After all, the incident this time was too big.

They had thoroughly offended the Fire Rock Royal Clan and the Black Peacock Royal Clan.

Perhaps their Ice Spirit Royal Clan would also be implicated.

In the Foreign Realm, clan extermination was not uncommon.

And at this moment, inside the pavilion.

Jun Xiaoyao sat in the seat of honor.

Chunchun sat to the side.

Fei Qingxue stood there very respectfully.

She knew that no matter what this white-robed young master's origins were, he was definitely not someone she could be presumptuous with.

Moreover, Fei Qingxue only had infinite gratitude toward Jun Xiaoyao in her heart.

After all, not just anyone would offend the Fire Rock Royal Clan and the Black Peacock Royal Clan for a stranger.

"Little one, you go out first."

Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

Hearing this, Chunchun wrinkled her small nose.

Although she disliked this form of address, she still let out a delicate huff from her nose and withdrew.

Inside the pavilion, only Jun Xiaoyao and Fei Qingxue remained.

Fei Qingxue inexplicably felt somewhat nervous.

Why did this young master ask everyone else to leave?

Could it be like what the storybooks say, where the hero saves the beauty and she repays him with her body?

But for some reason, Fei Qingxue didn't feel much disgust or resistance in her heart.

This was definitely not because the white-robed young master before her was handsome and powerful.

Yes, definitely not because of that.

"Do you know why I saved you?" Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Qingxue does not know." Fei Qingxue lowered her head.

"Heh..."

Jun Xiaoyao suddenly stood up.

A vast aura flowed out.

The next moment, the surrounding scenery changed, and Fei Qingxue felt as if she had been pulled into the depths of the vast starry sky.

A familiar aura and pressure caused Fei Qingxue's pretty face to suddenly change, carrying a deep sense of shock.

She looked at Jun Xiaoyao, her heart beating rapidly!

Could it be...

"I am the God of Destiny and Creation, the spokesperson walking in the mortal world, his missionary and the embodiment of his will."

Jun Xiaoyao's expression was calm, his voice vast, spreading throughout the starry firmament.

The reason Jun Xiaoyao didn't directly say he was the God of Destiny and Creation.

Was because gods must be high and lofty, must be mysterious and unfathomable, to inspire awe in people's hearts.

If a god unveiled their veil, that deterrent force would be much less.

So Jun Xiaoyao would not directly say he was the God of Destiny and Creation himself.

Instead, he transformed himself into the god's spokesperson.

This way, Jun Xiaoyao's authoritative position was not shaken.

The god remained that lofty god on high.

"Fei Qingxue pays respects to the Divine Envoy!"

Fei Qingxue knelt in prostration.

She finally understood why this white-robed young master had intervened to save her.

So he was the divine envoy of the God of Destiny and Creation, who had sensed her suffering and come to rescue her.

This further strengthened the faith in Fei Qingxue's heart.

"You need not be nervous. Just call me Sir. As long as you devoutly believe in the God of Destiny and Creation, the god will favor his believers."

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly, his expression peaceful.

"That is natural. Qingxue is an eternal believer of the God of Destiny and Creation, willing to dedicate everything to him." Fei Qingxue said with a devout expression.

"Very good. I also know that your Ice Spirit Royal Clan's situation is indeed not too good, but it doesn't matter. The god will protect you."

"Next, you can pass the Dao Heart Demon Planting Technique bestowed by the god to others in your clan to cultivate, then let your entire clan quietly grow stronger."

"Afterward, wait for my orders and arrangements, then spread the Dao Heart Demon Planting Technique to other royal clans and tribes." Jun Xiaoyao said.

He finally stated his purpose.

Jun Xiaoyao was now laying out plans step by step.

On the side of the weakest slave tribes, there was the chess piece Tuoba Yu.

As for the royal clans, Jun Xiaoyao couldn't infiltrate those flourishing royal clans in a short time.

This declining Ice Spirit Royal Clan was just the perfect chess piece.

They were also the ones most eager to grow stronger.

As long as there was desire, there was ambition, and he could take advantage of the opportunity.

After Jun Xiaoyao first controlled the Ice Spirit Royal Clan, he would gradually infiltrate other royal clans.

Of course, this wasn't something that could be accomplished in a short time.

Even infiltrating the Ice Spirit Royal Clan needed to be done step by step.

After all, the Ice Spirit Royal Clan also had powerful figures like the Ice Spirit Celestial Venerable.

Jun Xiaoyao estimated that even just a declining Ice Spirit Royal Clan would provide more faith power than dozens or hundreds of slave tribes.

Of course, slave tribes could spread faith quickly, far surpassing royal clans in speed and scale.

"Qingxue respectfully obeys Sir's command." Fei Qingxue bowed.

The next moment, heaven and earth turned, and they returned to the original pavilion.

Fei Qingxue had previously felt nervous and shy in her heart.

She had even had some confused fantasies.

But now, she held absolute reverence and admiration for Jun Xiaoyao.

After all, this person was the divine envoy of the God of Destiny and Creation, the spokesperson walking in the mortal world!

"Good. Next, just quietly await the opening of the Heavenly Immortal Banquet."

"Also, tell those elders of your clan not to worry. I won't ignore the trouble from the Fire Rock Royal Clan and the Black Peacock Royal Clan." Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Thank you, Sir!"

Fei Qingxue's pretty face flushed, revealing a trace of excitement.

What she worried about most was whether these two great royal clans would retaliate against the Ice Spirit Royal Clan.

Now it seemed, with Jun Xiaoyao here, what did she have to fear?

In the small courtyard, several elders of the Ice Spirit Royal Clan were somewhat frantic.

After all, this matter was caused by Fei Qingxue.

Their Ice Spirit Royal Clan couldn't escape responsibility no matter what.

"Elders need not worry." Fei Qingxue walked over.

"Miss Qingxue, that young master's identity is..." One elder's eyes held a trace of hope.

They didn't expect Jun Xiaoyao to be a descendant of an Immortal Imperial Clan.

As long as he was from a Quasi-Imperial Clan, this crisis might be resolved.

Fei Qingxue gently shook her head and said, "Elders don't need to worry about such things. When the Heavenly Immortal Banquet arrives, everything will become clear."

Hearing Fei Qingxue's words, the worried expressions on the elders' faces did not diminish.

They could only hope that some miracle would occur.

Seeing the elders' worried expressions, Fei Qingxue secretly found it somewhat amusing.

"You have no idea what kind of origins Sir possesses, and what kind of supremely great existence stands behind him."