SACRED BODY OF THE IMMORTALS

Chapter 968 968 The Bet

"Lord Luo, are you truly willing to make an enemy of our Mojie Imperial Clan for this boy?"

Seeing Luo Xiangling standing in front of Jun Xiaoyao.

In the void, the Mojie Imperial Clan's quasi-immortal spoke with an icy tone.

Luo Xiangling was no ordinary figure — even among quasi-immortals, her strength was exceptional.

Not to mention she was also an ancient supreme of the War God Academy, so even the Mojie Imperial Clan could not simply bully her at will.

Every gaze in the entire arena fell upon Luo Xiangling.

After all, Luo Xiangling was about to offend an entire immortal imperial clan for the sake of Jun Xiaoyao alone.

This was no small matter.

Even with the War God Academy backing her, offending an immortal imperial clan was clearly no good thing.

"Would Lord Luo really offend the Mojie Imperial Clan for a Chaos Body?" Many people were curious.

Not everyone had the courage to go head-to-head with an imperial clan.

Just then, a calm voice rang out.

"Everyone, there is no need to make things so tense."

As the words fell, a middle-aged man dressed in azure-gold robes, with green wings growing from his back, appeared.

A quasi-immortal aura radiated from him.

It was none other than the Fufeng King.

"Another quasi-immortal from the Academy!"

Many War God Academy disciples revealed looks of excitement in their eyes.

Who could have imagined that the great battle between the Chaos Body and the Mojie Imperial Son would ultimately draw out three quasi-immortals.

Seeing the Fufeng King appear, the expression of the Mojie Imperial Clan's quasi-immortal grew even colder.

He had only projected himself here — he couldn't even deal with one Luo King, let alone another Fufeng King added to the mix.

However, what surprised everyone was that the Fufeng King turned to look at the Luo King, a smile on his face.

"Lord Luo, I believe that in this matter, the Mojie Imperial Clan is indeed in the right. How about this — why not temporarily hand this Chaos Body over to the Mojie Imperial Clan?"

The Fufeng King's words brought a dead silence over the entire scene.

Many had assumed that the Fufeng King had appeared to stand on the Luo King's side and back up the Chaos Body.

Who could have expected he had come to pull the rug out instead.

"Fufeng King, you……"

In Luo Xiangling's eyes, a fierce, icy wind surged.

She had still underestimated the Fufeng King's narrow-mindedness.

As for Jun Xiaoyao, a cold glint flashed through his eyes.

The Fufeng King had already been added to his death list.

In the future, he would make him pay.

"Lord Luo, the Chaos Body was indeed in the wrong first — after all, he was the one who killed the Mojie Imperial Son. Our War God Academy should also be reasonable about this."

The Fufeng King continued to smile.

But that smile only made Luo Xiangling's stunning face grow colder and colder, like frost.

"Can you speak on behalf of the War God Academy?" Luo Xiangling offered no comment.

A trace of stiffness crossed the Fufeng King's face, and then he turned his gaze toward Jun Xiaoyao.

"Yu Xiaoyao, do you truly want to drag Lord Luo into offending an immortal imperial clan because of you?"

"It was Lord Luo who recognized your talent in the first place — that is the only reason you became the designated quasi-War God. And now you would implicate Lord Luo? Where is your conscience?"

The Fufeng King's words carried a sharp sting.

Many people around them sensed something was off.

This Fufeng King seemed to harbor a rather particular hostility toward Jun Xiaoyao.

"Ah……" Elder Mu let out a deep sigh.

He understood perfectly well why the Fufeng King was targeting Jun Xiaoyao.

After all, the Fufeng King had long been the Luo King's devoted admirer.

His hostility toward Jun Xiaoyao was perfectly natural.

Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained unchanged.

But he couldn't help but admire it — quasi-immortals were truly all cunning old foxes.

The Fufeng King's words were genuinely hard to find fault with.

If it were anyone else, they might truly have been left speechless, unable to argue back.

But Jun Xiaoyao could turn the tables and use the Fufeng King's own momentum to put on a show in front of Luo Xiangling.

And he still had one final card to play.

Something the Fufeng King could never have anticipated.

"Trying to scheme against me — let's see who ends up slapping whose face in the end."

Jun Xiaoyao laughed coldly in his heart.

Outwardly, Jun Xiaoyao let out a soft sigh.

He stepped forward slowly, reached out a hand, and took Luo Xiangling's delicate hand in his.

"Xiangling, Senior Fufeng King is right — one must own the consequences of one's actions. What I have done, I will bear the consequences of myself."

This scene caused the atmosphere of heaven and earth to freeze.

Not because of anything particularly shocking in what Jun Xiaoyao said.

But rather because of how intimately he had addressed Luo Xiangling.

And he had taken Luo Xiangling's hand!

Luo Xiangling's hand was soft and boneless, her skin tender and delicate, her jade fingers slender.

So exquisite it was almost like a work of art.

And this hand, which had never been held by anyone, was now clasped in Jun Xiaoyao's grip.

"Xiaoyao, you……" Luo Xiangling's heart skipped a beat.

Her graceful body stiffened ever so slightly.

This was the first time Luo Xiangling had ever had her hand held by someone.

Even a lofty quasi-immortal found her heart thrown into disarray at this moment.

After all, Luo Xiangling was a beautiful elder who had been single for tens of thousands of years.

She had never had such close contact with any member of the opposite sex.

Though she had spent some time with Jun Xiaoyao before, it had always been proper, with no physical contact whatsoever.

Seeing this, the Fufeng King nearly exploded.

Even with the composure of a quasi-immortal, he could not remain calm — his composure was on the verge of shattering.

He had admired and pursued the Luo King for a long time.

Yet not only had he never touched Luo Xiangling, he had never even come within three feet of her.

And yet Jun Xiaoyao had seized the moment and taken Luo Xiangling's hand.

And with such an intimate form of address, no less.

The Fufeng King's face nearly turned green. He took a deep breath, forcing himself to control his emotions and not lose his composure.

"Yu Xiaoyao……"

The Fufeng King had truly outsmarted himself, and been checkmated by Jun Xiaoyao.

"Xiaoyao, with me here, nothing will happen to you." Luo Xiangling made no move to pull her hand free from Jun Xiaoyao's.

"Xiangling, leave it to me. How can a man stand behind a woman?"

"One day, when Xiaoyao grows into a peerless powerhouse, he still hopes to protect Xiangling."

Jun Xiaoyao smiled, his bearing graceful and handsome.

Luo Xiangling's heart skipped a beat.

By all reason, a quasi-immortal should already be able to control their emotions freely.

Yet Luo Xiangling's snow-white jade cheeks could not help but flush with a faint rosy red.

Everyone around who witnessed this scene was left completely stunned.

Damn, he was way too smooth.

"So cool!"

"Ugh, I'm so jealous of Lord Luo." Many of the women watching felt a pang of envy.

As for the men, they could only sigh.

"If I had even a tenth of the Chaos Body's emotional intelligence, would I still be single to this day?"

Tushan Wanwan, Tushan Chunchu, and the other girls saw this and turned sour with envy as well.

They also wished Jun Xiaoyao would take their hands like that.

Jun Xiaoyao guided Luo Xiangling behind him.

He then faced the Mojie Imperial Clan's quasi-immortal powerhouse high above in the sky.

"It seems you have some sense of responsibility after all." The Mojie Imperial Clan's quasi-immortal said coldly.

"I wonder, would the quasi-immortal lord of the Mojie Imperial Clan dare to make a bet with me?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled freely and said.

"What?" The Mojie Imperial Clan's quasi-immortal replied indifferently.

In his eyes, Jun Xiaoyao was less than an ant.

He had no fear of whatever tricks Jun Xiaoyao might try to pull.

"I am willing to take one strike from you — after that one strike, life or death will be left to fate!"

Jun Xiaoyao's words rang out like thunder, reverberating across heaven and earth!