"The nine-headed lion was once your mount, but now it has been subdued by the Buddha's Son."

"After the Buddha's Son completes his training on the Hell Star and develops his second immortal energy, you might not be able to deal with him!"

Even at this moment, Kong Xuan still had absolute confidence in Yu Fozi.

"Dog Leftovers has actually been subdued." Jun Xiaoyao sighed softly.

The nine-headed lion's original name was Dog Leftovers.

Although previously, Jun Xiaoyao had already made Princess Longji his mount, the nine-headed lion was still his former mount after all.

"Yu Fozi, the ancient freak from Little Western Heaven. For some reason, I don't have much fondness for these bald monks." Jun Xiaoyao smiled lightly.

"You dare insult the Buddha's Son!" Kong Xuan bit her lip.

"Enough, I see you've definitely been brainwashed by that bald monk!" The Golden-Winged Small Peng King couldn't stand it anymore and shouted sternly.

"This brainless stupid woman should be beaten to her senses."

As Jun Xiaoyao's words fell, he took a step forward, instantly appearing before Kong Xuan.

Kong Xuan's expression changed. She naturally wouldn't surrender without a fight.

She let out a clear shout, her body radiating nine-colored divine light.

Then, she brought out a nine-colored divine fan with nine true feathers of fate on it, a divine weapon forged from her own true feathers.

Kong Xuan waved the nine-colored divine fan, and immediately nine-colored divine light surged out like raging waves.

The surrounding celestial rocks and meteorites all exploded.

It must be said that as the direct daughter of the Peacock Great Bright King lineage, Kong Xuan's strength was very powerful.

However, Jun Xiaoyao's gaze remained indifferent.

He didn't use any divine techniques, simply clenching his five fingers into a fist and striking out.

The void exploded, creating a pitch-black hole.

That nine-colored divine fan was directly shattered by Jun Xiaoyao's punch.

With her fate-bound divine weapon broken, Kong Xuan spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

She was still unwilling to give up, with a phantom nine-colored immortal energy flowing around her body.

This was precisely the embryonic form of immortal energy she had condensed.

"Kill!"

Kong Xuan struck out with one hand, carrying this nine-colored embryonic immortal energy, attacking Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao still responded with one punch, activating the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist.

After condensing the reincarnation immortal energy, Jun Xiaoyao's Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist had become even more powerful.

However, he didn't manifest the reincarnation immortal energy because there was simply no need.

Boom!

The void was destroyed, a wave of energy surged outward, spreading in all directions, shattering all the meteorites.

Hit by this reactive shock wave, Kong Xuan's delicate body flew backward again, spitting blood from her mouth.

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao appeared in front of Kong Xuan as if teleporting.

Without mercy, he delivered a slap to her face.

"Divine Son, please show mercy!" The Golden-Winged Small Peng King's expression changed.

Slap!

Jun Xiaoyao's slap made Kong Xuan see stars, her jade face swelling up.

Jun Xiaoyao continued slapping.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

Kong Xuan's face was slapped red and swollen, bleeding.

Her lips were also split, her jade face highly swollen.

Normally, when facing such a beauty, few men would have the heart to strike so harshly.

But Jun Xiaoyao didn't mind at all, nor did he mind hitting women.

Those male geniuses who claim they never raise a hand against women are either brain-dead or fools.

Seeing that Jun Xiaoyao didn't kill Kong Xuan, the Golden-Winged Small Peng King secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Jun Xiaoyao, if you have the guts, just kill me!" Kong Xuan screamed, unable to bear this humiliation.

"I originally did want to kill you, but after hearing that the nine-headed lion was subdued by Yu Fozi as a mount."

"Then this Divine Son will also subdue his follower as a mount."

"This is called, using one's own methods against them."

"You... you want to make me your mount?" Kong Xuan was stunned, never expecting Jun Xiaoyao to have this intention.

Then, she showed a terrified expression, shaking her head and saying: "No, I am the Buddha Son's follower, you cannot ride me!"

Kong Xuan turned around, wanting to leave.

She would rather die than be ridden by Jun Xiaoyao.

If she were ridden by Jun Xiaoyao, would Yu Fozi still want her as a follower?

Obviously not.

Yu Fozi would not want a woman who had been ridden by someone else as his follower.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes remained calm as he turned to the Golden-Winged Small Peng King and said: "Small Peng King, you don't mind if I ride the woman you like, do you?"

The Golden-Winged Small Peng King's mouth twitched, forcing a stiff smile and saying: "No... I don't mind, as long as the Divine Son can spare her life."

The emperor's path geniuses present all showed strange expressions.

Why did it feel like Jun Xiaoyao's move had directly cuckolded both Yu Fozi and the Small Peng King?

Jun Xiaoyao reached out a hand, with mist surging and immortal light flowing, like the Buddha's five-finger mountain, pressing down toward Kong Xuan.

Kong Xuan tried her best to resist, but ultimately was powerless, and with a scream, she was forced back to her original form, transforming into a magnificent nine-colored peacock.

Jun Xiaoyao stepped forward, landing directly on the nine-colored peacock's back.

The nine-colored peacock's body flashed with divine light, trying to shake off Jun Xiaoyao.

But Jun Xiaoyao stomped down hard, causing the nine-colored peacock to let out a miserable cry, finally ceasing to struggle and resist.

"That's better. Yu Fozi subdued my mount, so I subdue his follower as a mount. Isn't that fair and reasonable?" Jun Xiaoyao said.

Everyone present twitched their mouths upon hearing this.

Listen, was this even human talk?

After subduing Kong Xuan, Jun Xiaoyao also obtained all the fragments of the Kun Peng Symbol Bone, finally merging them into a complete Kun Peng Symbol Bone.

The greatest opportunities in this Kun Peng nest—the Kun Peng Symbol Bone, the Kun Peng True Blood, and the Jianmu—all fell into Jun Xiaoyao's hands.

As for the resources plundered by the other geniuses, Jun Xiaoyao didn't even care to look at them.

At this moment, the remaining emperor's path geniuses who had survived were extremely anxious, fearing that Jun Xiaoyao would also force them to hand over their opportunities.

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Immediately, the surrounding restriction formation patterns dispersed.

"You may leave now," Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Thank you, Divine Son!"

"Divine Son's heart is as vast as the sea, we admire you!"

"Divine Son is the most handsome, love you!" Some female geniuses also screamed.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

They suddenly felt that Jun Xiaoyao was quite merciful and kind.

After respectfully expressing their gratitude, these geniuses dispersed.

However, the Golden-Winged Small Peng King did not leave.

"You still have business?" Jun Xiaoyao glanced at the Golden-Winged Small Peng King.

Although the Golden-Winged Small Peng King had previously had some friction with him.

By now, the Golden-Winged Small Peng King in his eyes wasn't even a trouble, as insignificant as dust.

So as long as the Golden-Winged Small Peng King behaved himself, he wouldn't bother to kill him.

The Golden-Winged Small Peng King's eyes flashed with a trace of struggle, then he knelt on one knee before Jun Xiaoyao again.

"I have a presumptuous request, hoping the Divine Son can bestow a little Kun Peng True Blood to me."

"What do you want the Kun Peng True Blood for?" Jun Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow slightly.

He had collected a pool of Kun Peng True Blood, so he didn't lack a drop or two.

"Because I want to challenge Yu Fozi!" The Golden-Winged Small Peng King's eyes were sharp, filled with determination.

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