Chapter 1237 - 1235: Ling Yuan’s Shock—Don’t You Want to See Me? Holy Body Dao Embryo

Chapter 1237: Chapter 1235: Ling Yuan’s Shock—Don’t You Want to See Me? Holy Body Dao Embryo

"My three hundred wives and concubines, all as beautiful as flowers, either noble ladies or Ancient Race saintesses, yet not one can compare to Young Emperor Ling Yuan."

"Put together, they don’t even compare to one finger of hers!"

Lu Fugui sighed.

Of course, all he can do is indulge in the sight.

Although Lu Fugui is idle and lecherous, he still has self-awareness.

Ling Yuan is not one of those ordinary saintesses or noble ladies, and she is beyond his wildest dreams.

Even if he is the Young Master of the Lu Family, it isn’t enough.

Unless one is of a Jun Family Divine Son level, which he certainly is not.

Lu Fugui also knows, aside from looks, in every other aspect, he doesn’t measure up to even a finger of the Jun Family’s Divine Son.

Even in crafting, Lu Fugui believes.

If that Jun Family Divine Son were willing to learn even a little, his crafting skill would definitely be countless times superior.

So for this Young Emperor Ling Yuan, fantasizing is useless, just look and admire.

Facing countless passionate gazes, Ling Yuan, though already accustomed, slightly furrowed her Liu Mei eyebrows.

She disliked such fiery gazes.

"Young Emperor Ling Yuan, I am the Saint Heir of Star Universe Sword Pavilion, hoping to accompany the Young Emperor."

"Young Emperor Ling Yuan, I am the chief disciple of Nine Profound Sect, willing to protect the Young Emperor."

"Young Emperor, I am Chu Xingyun of the Chu Family..."

Many young talents eagerly stepped forward to recommend themselves.

Ling Yuan’s expression remained indifferent, and she instantly locked onto the figure standing calmly amidst the crowd, a person in black robes.

"It’s you who said if not seen, one would regret?"

Ling Yuan looked at the black-robed person, her tone icy.

The black-robed person remained noncommittal.

"Follow me inside."

Ling Yuan turned and returned to the palace.

She didn’t want to display her violent side publicly.

That would ruin her poise as the Young Empress of the Immortal Court.

The black-robed person was indifferent, or perhaps simply unconcerned, and entered directly.

"Oh my, did he really succeed?"

Lu Fugui was dumbfounded.

He was just mocking how na?ve it was to try such a trick to attract Ling Yuan.

Yet now, it actually worked.

The crowd was dumbstruck, turned to stone.

Many felt jealousy bloom in their hearts.

Because that black-robed person was the only one during this period to be granted a private audience by Ling Yuan.

Yet quickly, some understood and sneered coldly.

"Look, that black-robed person dared to toy with Young Emperor Ling Yuan, just watch him get thrown out."

"He might even be crushed by Young Emperor Ling Yuan."

"Indeed, heard Young Emperor Ling Yuan hasn’t been in a great mood lately..."

Such is human nature.

Rather than personally obtaining something, it’s more painful when others do.

Everyone was waiting for a drama to unfold.

Inside the palace.

Only Ling Yuan and the black-robed person remained.

Even Ruying had withdrawn.

Not wanting to witness the pitiful sight of the black-robed person.

"Why, oh why, choose this moment to provoke Lady Empress..."

Ruying sighed in her heart, silently mourning for the black-robed person, and retreated.

Ling Yuan stood with hands behind her back, visage noble and cold, gazing at the black-robed person before her.

"You are unfortunate to cross me at my worst mood."

With her disposition, she wouldn’t directly torment and kill the black-robed person before her.

Yet giving a profound lesson, she certainly could.

It would also serve to release pent-up frustration.

Then, the black-robed person suddenly chuckled lightly.

"Ling Yuan, are you experiencing your monthlies to cause such agitation?"

Upon hearing this familiar voice,

Ling Yuan’s originally aloof countenance immediately filled with astonishment.

She even dismissed the jest about her monthlies.

With cultivation at her Realm, her flesh body perfect and without flaw, how could she possibly have a period?

The black-robed person pulled down the hood, removing the black robe.

And revealed that immaculate snowy white attire.

A face as handsome as dust, shrouded in misty radiance, with divine elegance, clean and suave.

Slender stature, straight as bamboo, as always, delicate like the wind, resembling an Exiled Immortal riding the wind away.

Who else but Jun Xiaoyao?

"Jun... Jun Xiaoyao, how is it possible?"

Ling Yuan was astonished, her mind momentarily blank.

She even momentarily doubted if someone was using illusion skill or disguise skill to impersonate Jun Xiaoyao.

But she soon rejected this thought.

Not to mention Jun Xiaoyao’s looks, too handsome to imitate.

Assuming, albeit very unlikely, someone could barely mimic Jun Xiaoyao’s appearance.

The transcendently aloof aura, disdain for all, isn’t something easily replicated.

Thus she could confirm the person before her was Jun Xiaoyao.

But...

Wasn’t Jun Xiaoyao heavily injured and recuperating at the Jun Family?

How is he appearing in the Immortal Court, standing before her?

Witnessing Ling Yuan’s repeatedly changing astonished expression, Jun Xiaoyao found it somewhat amusing.

"What, don’t you want to see me, shall I leave?"

"Wait..."

Ling Yuan bit her lip, unable to resist speaking.

At this moment, she was nothing like her previous cold aloofness.

More like a young girl, apprehensive and anxious.

If Lu Fugui and others outside the palace saw this, their eyes would pop out.

Was this the same imperiously cold Young Emperor Ling Yuan?

"What is going on, it’s indeed you, yet not right..." Ling Yuan was dazed.

"It’s a long story, but also simple." Jun Xiaoyao smiled softly.

"Could it be, the Three Great Assassin Divine Dynasties were targeting your Dharma body, but no, they wouldn’t be that foolish." Ling Yuan thought and directly refuted.

If the Three Great Dynasties were encircling his Dharma body, they would indeed be too unprofessional, failing their name of Assassin Divine Dynasties.

"Their encirclement was precise, indeed my true self." Jun Xiaoyao confirmed truthfully.

"Then are you now the Dharma body?" Ling Yuan speculated further.

But she sensed a discrepancy.

For Jun Xiaoyao before her, the faint oppressive aura cannot be disregarded.

No matter how strong Jun Xiaoyao is, a single Dharma body’s presence couldn’t suppress her.

"Now, I am also the true self." Jun Xiaoyao smiled slightly.

"But..." Ling Yuan faltered in her words.

"Who ever said the true self can only be singular?" Jun Xiaoyao chuckled, then explained.

"Honestly, I’ve cultivated One Qi Transformed into the Three Pristine Ones, the power between the true self and the Dharma bodies is largely indistinguishable."

"Or more accurately, there is no longer a distinction between true self and Dharma bodies, all three are one, all me." Jun Xiaoyao stated.

Ling Yuan finally understood.

One Qi Transformed into the Three Pristine Ones, a signature technique of White-clothed Divine King Jun Wuhui.

Moreover, its cultivation is exceedingly difficult.

Others, even if granted it, face a near-impossible task of creating Dharma bodies matching the true self’s strength.

Yet for the unparalleled talent Jun Xiaoyao, it seems indeed not too difficult.

"But you lack Chaos Qi’s aura on your body..." Ling Yuan felt a lingering doubt.

If the Jun Xiaoyao before her was the true self, why is there no Chaos Physique’s distinctive Chaos Qi?

Jun Xiaoyao chuckled lightly, slowly raising his hand.

Sweeping, the vast Qi and blood and Great Dao brilliance erupted simultaneously, wonderfully intertwined!

The entire palace bathed in splendor.

Of course, this was Ling Yuan’s chamber, inscribed with an Isolation Array, external intrusion impossible.

No one dared to recklessly use Divine Thought to probe Ling Yuan’s chamber.

Ling Yuan witnessing this, widened her phoenix eyes, her breath nearly halting.

She sensed an overwhelmingly powerful pressure!

"Innate Holy Body Dao Embryo!"

Ling Yuan cried out instinctively.

Jun Xiaoyao, how did he suddenly acquire such a world-defining unrivaled physique!