Jun Xiaoyao came here to have Lang Huan take him to the Ten Kings Banquet and to learn a bit about the Burial Realm.

He never considered having any inappropriate encounters with Lang Huan.

Lang Huan was beautiful, but in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, she was just passable, not particularly remarkable.

Jun Xiaoyao's standards were even higher than Lang Huan's, far beyond what these Burial Land sycophants could compare to.

Upon hearing this, even if Lang Huan was fond of Jun Xiaoyao, a hint of coldness appeared on her face.

She was the ninth princess of the Demon Kingdom, high above all.

Even if Jun Xiaoyao was the divine son of the ancient Jun family, he couldn't just say he wanted to take her as a maid, could he?

"Jun Gongzi, you are going a bit too far. This princess has even offered to share a bed, yet you remain so unromantic," Lang Huan said.

"What does it matter if I'm unromantic?" Jun Xiaoyao replied calmly.

"Then this princess will have to take matters into her own hands!" Lang Huan declared, and once again made her move.

If soft tactics wouldn't work, she would resort to force.

She directly pushed Jun Xiaoyao down!

"Are you trying to force me?" Even Jun Xiaoyao was slightly taken aback.

Is it really this dangerous for boys outside?

Lang Huan activated the Shura Demon Art, and a surge of Shura malevolence erupted, forming a demonic shadow that pressed down on Jun Xiaoyao.

Although Jun Xiaoyao's strength had been rumored to be extraordinary, undefeated in the Burial Land, Lang Huan was not someone to be trifled with. At least, the Fallen Feather Saint Son would easily be defeated by her.

After all, Lang Huan ranked second among the Ten Kings, just behind the ancient tyrant Chu Tianba of the Underworld Palace.

Seeing Lang Huan make her move, Jun Xiaoyao also acted.

For a self-centered woman like her, the only thing to do was to wake her up.

Jun Xiaoyao made no flashy moves, directly suppressing her with one hand, his divine energy surging, blood vitality astonishing.

Lang Huan's techniques met with immunity to magic and were once again neutralized.

Meanwhile, Jun Xiaoyao's hand had already reached for Lang Huan.

Lang Huan twisted her delicate body, pushing her own divine fire realm to the limit.

"Shura Demon Art, All Ghosts Weep Together!"

As the supreme law of the Shura Demon Kingdom, the power of the Shura Demon Art was unquestionable. Once unleashed, it was like the gates of hell opening, with countless demonic shadows and vengeful spirits rushing out.

If it weren't for the array restrictions carved into the palace underground, this move alone would have flattened a hundred miles around.

However, Lang Huan's attack was as fragile as paper before Jun Xiaoyao, easily torn apart.

Lang Huan's technique was broken by Jun Xiaoyao's hand, and then he seized her slender neck.

"You..." Lang Huan's face showed surprise, her mind momentarily blank.

With just one move, Jun Xiaoyao had suppressed her.

Although Lang Huan hadn't used her most powerful techniques, this move was sufficient to deal with the other kings.

But now, facing Jun Xiaoyao, it posed no threat whatsoever.

At that moment, a delicate voice came from outside the hall.

"Quick, let go of Her Highness the Princess!"

The newcomer was Qin Xian'er.

Seeing her princess being choked by Jun Xiaoyao, her mind buzzed with confusion.

Without a moment's hesitation, Qin Xian'er rushed in.

Jun Xiaoyao stomped one foot, sending a wave of magical energy rippling outward.

With a "poof," Qin Xian'er spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying back.

"Xian'er, don't interfere!" Lang Huan said.

Even she was no match for Jun Xiaoyao, so how could Qin Xian'er possibly stand a chance?

Although this was the imperial capital of the Shura Demon Kingdom, in this deep palace, only she and Qin Xian'er could enter.

Others would never approach Lang Huan's sleeping quarters.

Thus, the palace guards outside had no knowledge of what was happening inside.

However, Lang Huan did not send a message for the powerful beings of the Shura Demon Kingdom to rescue her.

Because she knew she still had value to Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao would not kill her.

"Jun Gongzi, you are so powerful, you've even hurt me," Lang Huan said in a coy tone.

"Do you think I wouldn't dare to act in the Shura Demon Kingdom's palace?"

Seemingly seeing through Lang Huan's thoughts, Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

It was a handsome smile, but in Lang Huan's eyes, it resembled a devil's grin.

Always adept at strategizing and understanding people's hearts, she found herself unable to gauge whether Jun Xiaoyao was being serious or joking.

"Could you please let go first, Jun Gongzi? Lang Huan won't act recklessly," Lang Huan finally took a step back.

Because she truly feared that Jun Xiaoyao might really take action against her.

After all, Jun Xiaoyao was someone who acted without restraint.

The Fallen Feather Saint Son killed when he wanted to.

And that earlier figure from the Corpse Dragon Clan, Long Kun, was also killed by Jun Xiaoyao without hesitation.

If it were Lang Huan, she would have to think twice before killing Long Kun, as the Corpse Dragon Clan's foundation was not weaker than that of the Shura Demon Kingdom.

Jun Xiaoyao released his grip and said, "Do you know about the Nine Marvels Rebirth Immortal Grass?"

Upon hearing Jun Xiaoyao's words, Lang Huan raised her delicate brows and said, "Jun Gongzi, are you entering the Burial Land to search for this top-tier immortal herb?"

"Yes, don't ask about other matters. I only want to know if you know where to find it," Jun Xiaoyao replied.

Lang Huan pondered for a moment and said, "The Nine Marvels Rebirth Immortal Grass is rarely found even in the Ten Domains of the Burial Land. Even if one occasionally appears, it will be quickly discovered by powerful figures."

Jun Xiaoyao frowned slightly at her words, but he still said, "Have you forgotten a place?"

"Where?" Lang Huan asked.

"The Burial Realm!" Jun Xiaoyao's gaze sharpened.

A glimmer of light flashed in Lang Huan's beautiful eyes.

Jun Xiaoyao was indeed here for the opening of the Burial Realm.

"Jun Gongzi, the Burial Realm is an opportunity for the beings of our Burial Land. If you enter, it will inevitably provoke the dissatisfaction of the other kings."

With Jun Xiaoyao's formidable strength, if he entered the Burial Realm, what chance would the others have?

Lang Huan's words made Jun Xiaoyao chuckle.

"What do I care about the dissatisfaction of others? I can suppress them all when the time comes," Jun Xiaoyao said.

Although he entered the ancient Burial Land alone, he had the backing of two ancient families.

Moreover, it seemed that the Jun family had already stirred up quite a commotion in the Burial Land.

Jun Xiaoyao believed that those powerful beings in the Burial Land would not dare to provoke him.

Of course, if they truly did, Jun Xiaoyao would not be afraid.

He not only had the life-saving treasures given to him by the Eighteen Ancestors, but Jiang Daoxu had also provided him with many protective items.

Jun Xiaoyao indeed had the confidence.

Lang Huan was at a loss for words, and at this moment, it seemed she had no choice but to agree.

What she feared was not only Jun Xiaoyao himself but also the forces behind him.

Moreover, Lang Huan seemed to have heard that there were movements from a member of the Jun family within the Burial Realm.

With such a background and power, Lang Huan was unwilling to become enemies with Jun Xiaoyao.

Besides, Jun Xiaoyao was quite to her liking.

"Alright then, Lang Huan is willing to accompany Jun Gongzi to the Ten Kings Banquet. However, in return, how will Jun Gongzi repay this princess?" Lang Huan gazed at Jun Xiaoyao, her beautiful eyes burning with desire.

That look was as if she wished to swallow Jun Xiaoyao whole.

However, in a certain sense, Lang Huan indeed wanted to consume certain parts of Jun Xiaoyao.

Seeing Lang Huan agree, Jun Xiaoyao temporarily reined in his hostility.

As for whether to take Lang Huan as a maid, it wasn't that important to Jun Xiaoyao.

Just then, a voice from the system echoed in Jun Xiaoyao's mind.

"Ding, congratulations to the host, a new sign-in location has been refreshed. Please sign in at the Burial Realm!"

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