As one of the most beautiful women in the ancient burial grounds, Lang Huan had high standards.

Thus, she looked down on any male beings in the burial grounds.

However, the young man in white before her, even under Lang Huan's critical and demanding gaze, showed not a single flaw.

Not only that, but he also made Lang Huan feel a sense of inferiority.

It was as if she felt somewhat unworthy of him.

This feeling was a first for Lang Huan.

Her gaze was aggressive, as if she wanted to devour Jun Xiaoyao.

"Little puppy, do you want to be this princess's holy guard?" Lang Huan's tone was alluring, her pink tongue lightly licking her red lips.

"Are you insulting me again?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flickered.

"Hehe, that's not an insult; it's a compliment." Lang Huan's beautiful eyes sparkled with laughter, but there was a hint of deep contemplation in her gaze.

"I've said it before, I'm not here to be a holy guard; I'm here to collect maidservants," Jun Xiaoyao replied calmly.

"Do you want this princess to be your maidservant? That's fine, as long as you can surpass me... in bed."

Such blunt words left the surrounding beings in the burial grounds dumbfounded.

Among them were many of Lang Huan's admirers, each wearing a look of unwillingness, their faces dark and pained, as if they had eaten something foul.

Although they had no relationship with Lang Huan, hearing their goddess say such things made them feel as if they had been cuckolded.

"Heh..." Jun Xiaoyao chuckled, saying nothing.

Lang Huan was indeed beautiful.

But Jun Xiaoyao had seen too many beauties.

With his status, in the Wild Heaven Immortal Domain, he could summon countless stunning women and princesses of great nations with just a flick of his finger.

A Lang Huan was not something he took seriously.

However, the faint aura that Lang Huan exuded did catch Jun Xiaoyao's attention.

Her aura was at the peak of the Divine Fire Realm, and she was not far from the Void God Realm.

"This selection for holy guards ends here; just you will do. Come with this princess," Lang Huan said enticingly.

She turned and headed into the deep palace.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled calmly and followed without any hesitation.

Originally, five holy guards were to be selected.

But now, Lang Huan only wanted Jun Xiaoyao, and everyone else was eliminated.

"No, tell me this isn't true!"

"How could Princess Lang Huan possibly take a liking to another man!"

Many male prodigies cried out in heartbreak.

This development was too rapid; she had directly taken him back to her palace.

"Impressive..." A young man with horns swallowed hard.

Suddenly, one of the beings beside him seemed to realize something, his body trembling as he said, "No way, could he really be..."

"What do you mean by that?" the horned young man asked.

"Did you forget? Back then, when we talked about the death of the Fallen Feather Saint Son in the Nether Realm, he said he killed him. We thought he was joking, but now it seems..."

As soon as these words were spoken, those who had come with Jun Xiaoyao were struck as if by lightning, trembling all over.

"Are you saying that the young master is that Jun family prodigy?" The horned young man felt a chill run down his spine.

They had thought it was a joke, but now, combined with Jun Xiaoyao's performance, it was clear.

Without a doubt, he was the ruthless one who had decisively slain the Fallen Feather Saint Son, making the entire Fallen Feather Clan too afraid to speak!

Realizing this, these beings felt as if they had turned to stone, their emotions unable to settle for a long time.

Meanwhile, Jun Xiaoyao followed Lang Huan into a deep palace.

There were many formations and restrictions around, preventing outsiders from entering.

Jun Xiaoyao glanced at the palace; it was clearly Lang Huan's private quarters.

Lang Huan walked straight in, and Jun Xiaoyao had no reservations, entering directly.

However, as soon as he stepped inside, Lang Huan unexpectedly turned and attacked Jun Xiaoyao.

The power of her peak Divine Fire Realm erupted, her jade hand sweeping out, and blood-red Shura malevolence burst forth.

As the ninth princess of the Shura Demon Kingdom, Lang Huan practiced the supreme technique, the Shura Demon Art.

This first strike revealed her extraordinary cultivation.

Compared to the prodigies of the Wild Heaven Immortal Domain, she stood at the top tier.

Yet, facing Lang Huan's attack, Jun Xiaoyao didn't even move a finger.

The Shura malevolence, which could shred ordinary Divine Fire Realm prodigies, dissipated into nothingness as it approached Jun Xiaoyao, as if it had never existed.

A hint of surprise flashed in Lang Huan's eyes, but she was not overly shocked.

"It really is you, Young Master Jun..." Lang Huan's beautiful face broke into a charming smile.

She had suspected as much before.

It was just that the death aura around Jun Xiaoyao puzzled her, which was why she had conducted this test.

After this test, it was indeed as rumored.

Jun Xiaoyao possessed a unique ability to resist magical powers; while not absolute immunity, it was enough to astonish her.

"No need to test; I am Jun Xiaoyao," Jun Xiaoyao said, not bothering to hide anything.

"Tsk tsk, this princess thought the rumors were somewhat exaggerated, but now it seems Young Master Jun is even more impressive and handsome than imagined." Lang Huan's beautiful eyes sparkled even more.

In terms of strength, Jun Xiaoyao had never been defeated in the burial grounds.

In terms of appearance, he was considered peerless even in the Immortal Domain, let alone in these burial grounds.

In terms of background, forces like the Fallen Feather Clan, which were not weaker than the Shura Demon Kingdom, could only bow down before Jun Xiaoyao.

It was impossible for Lang Huan not to be moved.

Moreover, Jun Xiaoyao's looks perfectly matched her preferences.

His figure was tall and well-proportioned, lacking explosive muscles but exuding an incredibly perfect and harmonious aura.

His skin was like celestial jade, shimmering with light, making even Lang Huan, a woman, feel a twinge of jealousy.

"Young Master Jun, this princess has taken a liking to you. You don't need to be my holy guard; how about being my man instead?" Lang Huan said straightforwardly.

After waiting for who knows how long to encounter such a handsome little puppy, Lang Huan naturally didn't want to miss out.

Moreover, in terms of status, the Shura Demon Kingdom's foundation was comparable to that of immortal forces; she was also a princess of an immortal force, wielding great power in the ancient burial grounds.

Her status could not be considered low.

However, upon hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained unchanged.

"Lang Huan, I think you might have misunderstood something," Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Oh? Young Master Jun, are you unwilling? This princess believes she is not lacking in any way," Lang Huan said, somewhat surprised.

The usual suitors who pursued her would be thrilled to get even a glance from her.

Now that she had taken the initiative to speak, Jun Xiaoyao was instead reluctant.

With her fair skin, stunning beauty, and long legs, she was not only a temptress but also skilled; what was there not to attract?

"I came to collect maidservants, not to collect women," Jun Xiaoyao replied.

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