Chapter 102: The Coldness of the Third Prince, Assassin Orga
nted."That's not the case, I'm just afraid of my elders. And recalling some memories I don't want to remember." Jun Xiaoyao smiled."Unwilling to be recalled memories" Luangu's eyes were deep and penet...Seeing the demeanor of the Heavenly Harp Maiden, many male heroes present seemed to hear the sound of their own hearts breaking.
However, they also knew their limits and realized that Jun Xiaoyao was not someone to be trifled with.
Jun Xiaoyao looked at Tian Qin Nv's moved appearance, a faint smile curving the corner of his lips.
It turns out that there's no such thing as an ice queen.
Her cold attitude towards you is not due to her personality, she just doesn't think highly of you.
The Third Prince, is just such a tragic existence.
While he held a high social standing, he failed to impress Tianqin Nü in terms of character and abilities.
In contrast, Jun Xiaoyao was, in the eyes of Tian Qin Nü, like a celestial being.
The mysterious identity and terrifying strength are not to be mentioned for now.
Her otherworldly piano skills alone were enough to win the heart of the Harp Maiden.
But unfortunately, Jun Xiaoyao is not interested in Tian Qin Nu.
But in order to design the Third Prince, Jun Xiaoyao could only agree.
"Being invited by a lady as beautiful as Tianqin, I would be disrespectful to refuse." Jun Xiaoyao said warmly.
Hearing that Jun Xiaoyao agreed, Tianqin Nü couldn't contain her joy. The expression on her face, which had always been as cold as ice, was now graced with a captivating smile.
This made the Third Prince so jealous that he was almost going to get bloodshot eyes.
He would pay a thousand gold for a smile from a beautiful woman, but your carefree agreement with a casual word made the Heavenly Harp maiden laugh radiantly.
"Young Master, please…" The Heavenly Harp Maiden seemed somewhat eager to discuss music and philosophy with Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly, took Qin Xuan along with him, and left with the Heavenly QIn Woman.
Leaving a group of sycophants behind, you looking at me, I looking at you, in the wind, chaos.
"Oh, Third Prince, we've been fighting for so long, only to end up making wedding clothes for someone else." The young master of Wanbaoshang walked over, gave a wry smile, and shook his head slightly.
"Aren't you going to do anything about it Just let that guy defile the Heavenly Harp Maiden" A sliver of malice flashed in the Third Prince's eyes.
"Let me just warn you, it's best not to provoke him," said the young master of Wanbao Merchant Guild.
"Oh, you know his identity" The Third Prince's eyes flashed.
"I don't know, just a hunch." The young master of Wanbao Merchant Association said.
He has met too many people, and he has a gut feeling about who to provoke and who not to.
"Don't provoke him, hehehe, even if he is the successor of the Immortal Dao lineage, so what I am also a prince of the Panwu Divine Dynasty." The Third Prince let out a cold snort and swept his sleeves away.
"Alas, for not listening to good advice, one suffers in the present." The young master of Wanbao Chamber of Commerce secretly shook his head.
He had a feeling that the Third Prince was in for some bad luck.
……
The Xianqiong Pavilion Guqin Society has come to an end.
but it caused quite a stir.
Because this is the first time, a younger generation has surpassed Tianqin Girl in the art of qin.
The noble lady, Feng Qingling, from Mount Wanhuangling, was crushed by a mysterious young master, which surprised many.
Within the imperial city, many cultivators in teahouses and restaurants were discussing this news.
"As the Princess's marriage was approaching, powerful prodigies and outstanding young men emerged from all corners."
"Indeed, Wan Huang Ling Shan's Feng Qing Ling, she is also considered highly respected among the younger generation, yet she was defeated so easily."
"Who knows what other weirdos will pop up next."
"I am rather looking forward to the arrival of that esteemed heir from the Divine Clan, but it seems I have yet to hear any news of his coming."
"Just keep waiting, I believe that the Divine Son of the Jun family will definitely not let the Champion Marquis run rampant."
……
The Imperial Court, Eastern Area, a secluded and elegant manor house.
From time to time, faint melodies drifted from within, so enchanting that one could be intoxicated by them.
The moon is high in the sky.
In a white robe, Jun Xiaoyao stepped out of the manor, followed by Tian Qin Nu who was reluctant to part.
"Sir, it's so late already. Wouldn't you like to rest in the estate" Tianqin's words held a hint of longing.
She and Jun enjoyed themselves in the manor, playing music and discussing philosophy, feeling comfortable and content.
She had never felt this way before.
"No, I have something to attend to. I'll take my leave now." Jun Xiaoyao said.
"Is that so That's a pity. I hope we can have the chance to meet again sometime, young master." Tianqin's beautiful face fell.
Jun Xiaoyao turned to leave, but was called back by the Heavenly Harp Girl.
"After conversing for so long, I still don't know your name, young master," Tianqin woman asked, her eyes sparkling.
"It's easy to ascend to immortality, but difficult to live a carefree life. Farewell." Jun Xiaoyao departed.
"Cultivation is easy, but living a carefree life after that is difficult..."
Tianyin murmured, then her delicate body trembled as if struck by lightning, her beautiful eyes widening in astonishment.
"So... it was him all along..." Tian Qinnv took a deep breath.
Surprise, unexpected joy, elation, a whirlwind of emotions surging within.
She actually spent so much time talking alone with such an extraordinary being.
And on the other side, Jun Xiaoyao walked through the void with every step.
"They've been waiting for so long, could he possibly still hold back" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flickered.
He certainly wasn't just idly bored, that's why he went to play music and discuss Dao with the Heavenly Harp maiden.
Besides obtaining three hundred immortal sources, his most important purpose was to set a trap for the Third Prince.
Just as Jun Xiaoyao was deep in thought.
He suddenly realized that the surrounding noise and bustle seemed to have vanished.
Even the lights of the surrounding pavilions around the emperor's palace were extinguished completely.
The surroundings were plunged into absolute darkness, not even the sounds of insects or birds could be heard.
"Oh, you're here" Jun Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow.
He was clearly trapped in an isolation formation.
Just then, a shadow suddenly appeared behind Jun Xiaoyao. A blood-red sword blade pointed at the back of Jun Xiaoyao's head and lunged forward.
Harmony achieved!
Jun Xiaoyao immediately discerned the person's aura.
"Death!"
A raspy voice came from the shadows.
The blood-red blade, imbued with a deadly sharpness.
"Blood Slaughter Swordsmanship, you are a spy from the Nether Heavens." Jun Xiaoyao shifted his body sideways, striking the sword tip with a palm while speaking.
The Netherworld Heaven is a notorious assassin organization in the desolate fairyland of the Xian Domain.
Given enough resources, anyone can be assassinated.
Even the immortals, those who follow the path of eternal life, dare to strike and assassinate them.
"Foolish!"
Seeing Jun Xiaoyao block his sword with his palm, the assassin let out a cold laugh.
His realm was already a level higher than yours, and he used the weapons of royalty and nobility to display top-tier assassination swordsmanship.
In this situation, Jun Xiaoyao even dared to fight back with his palm. In his eyes, it was simply incredibly foolish.
However, the next moment, that being from the Underworld couldn't laugh anymore.
Hearty!
A sound like clashing metal echoed.
The wandering sage, unarmed, shattered the weapons of lords and nobles.
Not only that, but above his right arm, immortal clouds surged and radiance blazed.
Six great Luo Immortal Bones, simultaneously enhancing strength.
With a single punch, the void trembled and rippled outwards.
"How is this possible!" The assassin's eyes widened in shock.
Pffft!
Jun Xiaoyao unleashed a single punch, instantly pulverizing the assassin into a bloody mist.
Blood rain falls, splattering everywhere.
Jun Xiaoyao's expression, however, remained as cold as ever. He looked around and said lightly, "Come out. There's no need to hide."
"Haha, I underestimated you prey. Which immortal lineage are you a descendant of"
In the pitch-black night, four figures materialized.
Apart from the three men in black, there was also a man in blood.
The Blood-cloaked Assassins of the Netherworld, their cultivation realms reach the Nirvana realm!
The Full Text for someone like Jun Xiaoyao, who is accustomed to all sorts of grand occasions, it was obviously impossible to stir even a ripple.Soon, they entered the palace."See the Crown Prince and Princess!"A...