SACRED BODY OF THE IMMORTALS

Chapter 950 - 950 The Heavenly Chosen Grand Assembly Begins

In the Shenmao World, he had shielded him from an attack.

No one else but Xuanyue.

Xuanyue, just as Jun Xiaoyao had predicted, had fallen into the foreign realm together with him.

It was just that along the way, due to spatial turbulence and other circumstances, they had landed in different locations.

In the Shenmao World, Xuanyue had stepped forward and stood in front of him — something many foreign realm beings had witnessed with their own eyes.

Now that someone had discovered Xuanyue's whereabouts in the foreign realm and captured her, treating her as a traitor, it was only natural.

"Sir……"

Feeling the temperature in the surrounding world suddenly drop, Fei Qingxue couldn't help but shiver slightly.

"It's fine, there's no harm in going to take a look." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Fei Qingxue gave a slight nod.

Only then did she notice that Jun Xiaoyao, who was usually refined and gentle, always wearing a warm smile at the corners of his mouth, could also reveal that kind of cold, chilling gaze.

Still, Fei Qingxue didn't dare to casually speculate about Jun Xiaoyao's thoughts.

"Execute Xuanyue, heh……"

Jun Xiaoyao let out a cold laugh in his heart.

Though it was true that he didn't have much fondness for Xuanyue.

After all, Xuanyue had once hurt Jiang Shengyi, and had even nearly threatened her life.

But Xuanyue shielding him from that attack was something Jun Xiaoyao had truly not anticipated.

However, that wasn't the most important thing.

What mattered most was that Xuanyue was someone from the Bian'an lineage.

Wearing a ghost-face mask as she did, she gave Jun Xiaoyao the feeling that she bore a resemblance to that ghost-faced woman.

So, even if only to investigate some information about the Bian'an imperial clan, Jun Xiaoyao would not allow Xuanyue to perish for the time being.

"The Bian'an Prince, hm……" A trace of indifference flashed through Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.

Some blue Bian'an flower lineage — he couldn't care less.

The people he wanted to protect — no one could touch them!

……

The venue for the Heavenly Selection Grand Gathering was located in a city not far from the War God Academy.

At this moment, the city was packed with people, a sea of heads as far as the eye could see.

No fewer than a hundred thousand prodigies had gathered here.

Among them, many were dressed in lavish attire, carrying themselves with extraordinary bearing, and emanating tremendously powerful auras.

Many of them were not incapable of meeting the War God Academy's requirements.

It was simply that the War God Academy only had so many spots — the outer court had only 9,999 seats.

The inner court was even rarer, with only 999 seats.

This created a situation where demand far exceeded supply.

Not to mention that the elites of the imperial clans and quasi-imperial clans were almost all guaranteed spots through internal arrangements.

That left the remaining spots even more scarce.

So after that, the only way to join the War God Academy

was to become a follower of one of the academy's disciples.

Of course, being called a "follower" — if the two parties were of roughly equal standing, they would simply associate as equals.

It was much like asking a friend to pull some strings.

This was something the War God Academy tacitly accepted.

A kind of leniency that didn't break the rules.

It was precisely because of this that the atmosphere throughout the entire city was incredibly lively.

In the central plaza of the city, heads were packed together in a dense, bustling crowd.

"Heavens, that's the Shadow Prodigy of the Youying Royal Clan!"

"The young talents of the Ghost Eye Royal Clan have come too."

"Tsk tsk, why does this Heavenly Selection Grand Gathering feel so much more lively than before?"

"Of course it does — after all, a quasi-War God with a Chaos Physique has appeared. I'd guess most people are here because of him."

All manner of chatter and discussion filled the air.

The Heavenly Selection Grand Gatherings of past eras had been lively too, but never quite like this one — never this explosive.

The most important reason, naturally, was Jun Xiaoyao.

The first to be internally guaranteed as a quasi-War God, and one who also possessed a Chaos Physique.

If one could become a follower of Jun Xiaoyao, it would be a case of the whole household rising with one person's success.

If Jun Xiaoyao truly earned a title and became a War God in the future, then they would be followers of a War God!

And recently, word had spread that one of the academy's ancient supreme figures, the Luo King, held Jun Xiaoyao in exceptionally high regard.

This made even more prodigies eager to become Jun Xiaoyao's followers.

Among them, female prodigies outnumbered male prodigies.

"I heard that Chaos Physique guy has the looks of a banished immortal, incredible strength, and on top of that he's gorgeous — I'm in love."

"You should squat down and take a good look at yourself in a puddle first. An ordinary, plain girl like you — do you really think the Chaos Physique lord would give you a second glance?"

"You bunch of vixens, none of you are worthy of following that lord."

Many female prodigies began trading barbs with one another.

"They're here, they're here — the people from the War God Academy are here!"

Suddenly, a prodigy shouted loudly.

In the distance, one after another, tower ships, flying boats, mounts, and carriages came sweeping through the sky.

They were all disciples of the academy.

At the front were several of the Ten Great Heavenly Kings — Li Jiuming, Jin Zhan, and others.

"So that lord hasn't arrived yet — what a disappointment."

"Do you think the Chaos Physique lord won't be taking on any followers?"

"Then what's the point of us coming here?"

Some female prodigies glanced at the arrivals and said with mild disappointment.

Hearing those remarks, the corner of Li Jiuming's eye twitched.

If it weren't for the fact that all these prodigies had notable backgrounds, he would have genuinely wanted to slap them down!

"Hmph, I heard the Bian'an Prince is also coming this time. I'd like to see whether that Chaos Physique dares to provoke the leader of the Ten Great Heavenly Kings."

Li Jiuming said coldly to himself.

At that moment, a cool, aloof female voice rang out.

"Regardless of anything else, I believe I will be able to win the favor of the Chaos Physique lord."

A graceful silhouette came sweeping in from the distance.

It was a woman dressed in a blue skirt, her bearing elegant and magnificent, her appearance exceptionally striking.

Her cold, alluring beauty made the hearts of many prodigies present skip a beat, and they couldn't help but feel a surge of admiration.

A blue crescent moon mark between her brows revealed her identity.

A quasi-imperial clan — someone from the Blue Moon Clan.

"It's the Blue Moon Clan's Fairy Yuedai — she actually came here to become a follower?"

Many prodigies were stunned, feeling as though their jaws had dropped.

The Blue Moon Clan was a quasi-imperial clan, lofty and above all others.

This Fairy Yuedai, though not a direct-lineage celestial maiden of the Blue Moon Clan, was still a prodigy of considerable status and standing.

Absolutely far more noble than the Black Peacock Royal Clan's Kong Qianqian from before.

Yet even such a strikingly beautiful woman had come here to become someone else's follower.

It was truly something that left people dumbfounded.

"With Fairy Yuedai's status, shouldn't she be able to join the War God Academy directly?"

"Her target is probably the Chaos Physique — after all, the status of a quasi-War God's follower is far more prestigious than that of an inner court disciple."

Many people looked toward Fairy Yuedai, murmuring among themselves.

Some women had a look of dejection in their eyes.

They considered themselves to be of no ordinary appearance, and quite a few were royal princesses of their respective clans.

But compared to Fairy Yuedai, they were instantly outshone — like fireflies beside a bright moon.

"It seems only Fairy Yuedai would be chosen by the Chaos Physique." Some female prodigies sighed.

"Fairy Yuedai, you've come too — why not join me? Of course, being a follower would just be a title in name."

Li Jiuming said upon seeing Fairy Yuedai.

The prodigies present were all remarkable, but only Fairy Yuedai gave off the feeling of a crane standing among chickens.

In terms of appearance, status, and strength, she stood out the most.

She was even far more noble than his little concubine from before, Kong Qianqian.

Fairy Yuedai shook her head slightly and said with an apologetic air: "Thank you for the invitation, Young Lord Li Jiuming, but Yuedai already has someone in mind."

"Very well."

Hearing this, Li Jiuming feigned composure and nodded, but the trace of embarrassment in his eyes could not be concealed.

He, a proud young lord of an imperial clan, had extended an invitation on his own initiative, only to be rejected — it was utterly humiliating.

"That Chaos Physique again……" Li Jiuming seethed inwardly.

One Jun Xiaoyao had cost him even the follower he had his eye on.

"The Chaos Physique — just sitting beside him, one can be touched by the essence of chaos, not to mention he also holds the status of a quasi-War God."

"With my charm, I will surely be able to captivate him, and share his bed. If I can bear a child carrying the bloodline of chaos, my standing within the Blue Moon Clan would even surpass that of the celestial maiden."

On the surface, Fairy Yuedai was cold and noble.

But in her heart, she was scheming over how to seduce Jun Xiaoyao.

And bear him a child carrying the bloodline of chaos.

What a train of thought — truly something else.