Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

If Wu Mingyue were to see this scene, she would probably find it hard to accept.

After all, in Wu Mingyue's eyes, Xiao Chen was a resilient and ambitious young man full of sunshine.

But that sunny youth was now committing acts of a malevolent spirit.

This was akin to shattering the beautiful fantasy in Wu Mingyue's heart.

However, Jun Xiaoyao did not care about Wu Mingyue's feelings.

He intended to break the illusions in Wu Mingyue's heart; otherwise, how could he control her?

Once Wu Mingyue's heart was empty, Jun Xiaoyao's figure would naturally be deeply imprinted in her mind.

"Am I being too cruel by doing this?" Jun Xiaoyao stroked his chin.

It was true that playing tactical games could make one's heart dirty.

Because he had already planted a slave mark within Wu Mingyue's divine palace.

Thus, with a thought, Jun Xiaoyao could summon Wu Mingyue to him.

Before long, Wu Mingyue arrived at the courtyard where Jun Xiaoyao was.

She had changed into her usual silk dress, her figure tall and graceful, with full breasts, a slender waist, and a curvaceous backside.

Her beauty was beyond words, with eyes like water and brows like paintings, her skin as smooth as cream.

At this moment, the slight frown between Wu Mingyue's brows added a touch of vulnerability that made her even more endearing.

Surely, no man could see Wu Mingyue without feeling moved.

Of course, Jun Xiaoyao was the exception.

He looked at her with a hint of amusement and said lightly, "Do you know why I called you here?"

"What for?" Wu Mingyue asked, confused.

"See for yourself." Jun Xiaoyao tossed out a jade slip.

Various scenes materialized before Wu Mingyue.

"What is this..." Wu Mingyue's voice trailed off as she saw the image of Xiao Chen, covered in blood and looking as fierce as a demon.

Her breath seemed to stop in an instant.

Her mind went blank.

Her entire delicate body felt as if it had frozen, stiff in place.

Her beautiful eyes widened slowly, filled with a sense of fear, her face turning pale as paper.

It was a face so familiar yet so strange.

So much so that Wu Mingyue was momentarily unable to regain her senses.

Jun Xiaoyao watched calmly, his heart unperturbed.

"What... what is this? Jun Xiaoyao, why are you deceiving me with this?" Wu Mingyue's face turned deathly pale, as if coated with a layer of paint.

She even forgot to call him "Master," addressing him by name instead.

This showed just how chaotic and frightened her heart was.

How could that person possibly be Xiao Chen?!

Jun Xiaoyao didn't mind and smiled lightly, "I wouldn't deceive you over a mere bet."

"No... you must be lying to me. How could this person be Xiao Chen?"

"He would never kill the innocent unless they were truly guilty!"

Wu Mingyue shouted in disbelief, her pale neck showing some veins.

"Guilty? Do those innocent villagers have guilt? Do those children have guilt?" Jun Xiaoyao sneered.

Wu Mingyue still did not believe him.

Jun Xiaoyao had anticipated this and stood up, saying, "If you don't believe it, then go take a look."

He had previously instructed Jun Zhangjian to relay the location to him.

Fortunately, Xiao Chen had not gone too far.

He practically slaughtered his way there.

The nine-headed lion leaped forward, and Jun Xiaoyao held Wu Mingyue's delicate body as they both stepped onto the back of the nine-headed lion.

With a powerful kick of its hind legs, it soared through the sky at incredible speed.

The nine-headed lion's ancestors had once been mounts, so its speed was naturally not slow.

...

At this moment, on the edge of the Panwu Dao State, in a small mountain village.

A massacre was nearing its end.

Xiao Chen, covered in blood, walked in front of a group of remaining elderly, weak, women, and children.

In his hand, he held several jade bottles.

Each jade bottle was filled with the essence blood of young boys and girls.

After leaving the imperial capital of the Divine Dynasty, Xiao Chen had encountered several mountain villages with little protection and had begun his slaughter.

Thus, he had already collected a considerable amount of essence blood.

"I still need over a hundred more essence blood. Once I collect enough, I can release that ancient monster and have her kill Jun Xiaoyao!"

"With the strength of that ancient monster, she will definitely be able to kill Jun Xiaoyao. Haha, I want to see him die before my eyes, and I want to dismember him and skin him alive!"

Xiao Chen was drenched in blood, his hair disheveled, his face twisted in a fierce expression, a terrifying sight.

He no longer resembled the handsome youth from before; he looked like a demon crawling out of hell.

"Xiao Chen, you... sigh..."

The Azure Dragon Elder was speechless, unsure of what to say.

If Xiao Chen had not provoked Jun Xiaoyao, there might still be hope with his assistance.

Unfortunately, Xiao Chen had provoked an enemy he could not handle.

"Perhaps that ancient monster is Xiao Chen's last hope," the Azure Dragon Elder sighed inwardly.

He would never assassinate Jun Xiaoyao for Xiao Chen's sake.

The case of Youming Tian was a bloody example.

Even a remnant soul of a quasi-supreme was not enough for the Jun family to deal with.

Moreover, now that the Azure Dragon Ancient Kingdom had fallen, Xiao Chen, the son of destiny, was of no use.

The Azure Dragon Elder had only stayed with Xiao Chen out of sentiment.

He planned to switch allegiance to that ancient monster in the ancestral dragon's lair.

The Azure Dragon Elder practiced the Azure Sky Transformation Dragon Technique, which should allow him to connect with the Azure Dragon lineage.

Meanwhile, in the distance, Jun Zhangjian was observing in secret.

He vaguely sensed that there seemed to be a powerful soul fluctuation emanating from Xiao Chen.

Thus, he did not approach too closely and remained at a distance to observe.

At that moment, a golden light suddenly shone from the distant sky.

The majestic nine-headed lion soared through the air.

On its back stood two figures: Jun Xiaoyao and Wu Mingyue.

Jun Xiaoyao immediately spotted the blood-soaked village.

Xiao Chen stood before a group of defenseless elderly, weak, women, and children, ready to commit murder.

Beside him, Wu Mingyue trembled, her pupils quivering.

"Xiao Chen, it really is you!" Wu Mingyue covered her red lips with her jade hand, unable to believe it.

Hearing her voice, Xiao Chen suddenly came to his senses and saw Jun Xiaoyao and Wu Mingyue standing on the nine-headed lion.

"Damn it, how did Jun Xiaoyao find this place?" Xiao Chen's face twisted in rage.

Was he about to lose his last hope as well?

"Xiao Chen, answer me! You didn't do any of this!" Wu Mingyue nearly screamed.

Xiao Chen's blood-stained face was cold, his eyes filled with indifference.

"Wu Mingyue, you shameless woman, you actually came here with Jun Xiaoyao. Do you want to see how he humiliates me?"

Seeing Wu Mingyue arrive, Xiao Chen's hatred deepened.

Because Wu Mingyue standing next to Jun Xiaoyao looked like a perfect pair made in heaven.

And what about him, Xiao Chen?

He was a filthy bug in the mud, a dirty executioner.

Who could bear such a comparison?

Hearing Xiao Chen's words, Wu Mingyue's face turned even paler, her beautiful fantasies shattered into pieces.

Jun Xiaoyao had not deceived her.

This was Xiao Chen's true nature!

A selfish, hypocritical, and deceitful villain!

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