The woman named Qin Xian'Er, dressed in white, had a delicate and pretty appearance.

The most remarkable thing was that her cultivation aura had also reached the Divine Flame Realm Minor Perfection, similar to the Fallen Feather Saint Son.

"A maid of Lang Huan, her cultivation is comparable to the Tenth Minor Kings?" Jun Xiaoyao was somewhat puzzled.

With such strength, why would she choose to be someone else's maid?

The youth with the horn on his head explained: "This Qin Xian'Er has always been with Princess Lang Huan, their bond is deep. Although her cultivation is extraordinary, she is still willing to be a maid."

Jun Xiaoyao nodded upon hearing this.

"Ahem, maybe it's because the Ninth Princess has high standards and doesn't fancy ordinary men. However, with your looks and strength, young master, there might be a chance," said the horned youth.

Even he, a man, was astonished by Jun Xiaoyao's appearance at first glance, involuntarily uttering an exclamatory 'wow.'

Perhaps Lang Huan really might take notice of him.

Just then, Qin Xian'Er spoke up: "Everyone, Princess requires the selection of five Holy Guards to accompany her to the Ten Kings' Grand Banquet. The selection will now begin."

"Cultivation must be at least at the Heaven-Reaching Realm Great Perfection. Those who do not meet the requirements need not waste their time."

"The remaining qualified ones will face off in pairs, ultimately selecting the top five."

Qin Xian'Er's announcement immediately eliminated a large number of Burial Soil Creatures.

Although the cultivation realms of Burial Soil creatures are generally higher by one or two levels compared to the outside world,

among the younger generation, those who reached the Heaven-Reaching Realm Great Perfection and above were still a minority.

As for those above the Divine Flame Realm, even fewer.

Out of the thousands of beings that arrived at the Imperial Palace, only a little over a hundred met the criteria.

Among these over a hundred people, Jun Xiaoyao stood out like a crane in a flock of chickens.

Because that kind of aura simply could not be concealed.

Even though Jun Xiaoyao had transformed his vitality into Death Nether Qi, losing a bit of Immortal Intent,

his divinely handsome appearance and transcendent temperament still drew all eyes.

"Who is that young man with such extraordinary aura?"

"Wow, is he here for the Holy Guard selection or a beauty pageant?"

"This guy isn't thinking of using his looks to latch onto Princess Lang Huan, is he?"

Attracted by the clamor.

Most participants in the Holy Guard selection were male creatures.

Upon witnessing Jun Xiaoyao's appearance, they naturally felt envious, jealous, and resentful, their eyes laden with hostility.

Jun Xiaoyao practically became the male adversary.

In contrast, some female creatures who were merely there to watch the excitement had their eyes light up, instantly turning into wolves.

Even Qin Xian'Er, upon seeing Jun Xiaoyao, couldn't help but be slightly dazed.

This person was indeed quite good-looking.

Then, upon sensing the aura on Jun Xiaoyao, Qin Xian'Er showed a hint of astonishment.

Jun Xiaoyao's aura made her feel an extreme sense of danger.

This also proved that the charmingly handsome young man before her had actually reached the Divine Flame Realm Great Perfection!

A celestial pride at the Tenth Minor King level was nothing more than this!

Qin Xian'Er was truly shocked.

Would a celestial pride of the Tenth Minor King level come to pick Holy Guards?

"Are you also here for the Holy Guard selection?" Qin Xian'Er couldn't resist asking.

"No." Jun Xiaoyao slightly shook his head.

This left the surrounding Burial Land Celestial Pride a bit perplexed.

If you're not here for the Holy Guard selection, why cause a scene?

"Then why are you here?" Qin Xian'Er slightly frowned.

Although the young man's identity and origins were beyond her comprehension, should he intend to create a disturbance, she wouldn't fear.

After all, this was the Asura Demon Kingdom Palace—who would dare cause trouble here?

"To take in a maid," Jun Xiaoyao replied indifferently.

"Who?" Qin Xian'Er asked, puzzled.

Why would he come to the Palace to take in a maid?

Besides, there wasn't anyone here he could take as a maid.

"Lang Huan." Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back and spoke calmly.

A single sentence, and the entire scene fell dead silent!

Everyone present was petrified, thinking they had misheard.

"Did I hear that right? Did that young man just say Lang Huan?"

"That's right, he meant Ninth Princess Lang Huan. Is he insane?"

All creatures present looked at Jun Xiaoyao with expressions of amazed disbelief, as if viewing a madman.

In the Asura Demon Kingdom Palace, right in front of Lang Huan's personal maid Qin Xian'Er, to say he wants to take Lang Huan as a maid?

This move is truly beyond extraordinary!

"He actually dared to say that…" The creatures who came with Jun Xiaoyao were dumbfounded, tongue-tied.

Initially, they thought Jun Xiaoyao was joking with them, never imagining he actually had such a thought and would say it aloud.

"You...!" Qin Xian'Er was also stunned, not expecting Jun Xiaoyao to be so audacious.

However, before she could speak, other Burial Land Celestial Pride participants in the Holy Guard selection began loudly rebuking.

"Impudent! How dare you slander the Ninth Princess so easily."

"Right, the Ninth Princess not only holds a noble status but is also the second-ranked top maiden among the Ten Little Kings. Who are you to say such things?"

Many celestial pride present began to rebuke.

Lang Huan was a goddess in their hearts. For another man to claim he would take her as a maid was downright insulting to them!

"Noble status? Powerful strength? I'm not worthy?" Jun Xiaoyao laughed.

Who dares to claim a noble status in front of him?

And who dares to claim powerful strength in front of him?

"Get lost!"

Jun Xiaoyao stomped his foot, releasing a terrifying shockwave.

Nearby Burial Soil creatures with slightly weaker cultivation cried out in pain, sent flying.

Some with even weaker cultivation had their flesh bodies shattered by this shockwave, dying instantly!

With a single stomp, an immediate silence fell over the area.

Those celestial pride who were just rebuking Jun Xiaoyao now turned ashen-faced, unable to utter a single word, as if strangled.

Though Jun Xiaoyao's words were a bit arrogant,

his power was evident.

"Haha, there's indeed something extraordinary about you. No wonder you dare say such words, insulting Princess Lang Huan."

A young man with pale dragon horn and skeletal wings calmly stepped out.

"Insult? Becoming my maid should be an honor." Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently, while looking at the young man.

With a cultivation at the Divine Flame Realm Minor Perfection, he was already comparable to a Tenth Minor King level.

"It's Long Kun from the Corpse Dragon Race. He's here to participate in the Holy Guard selection too!"

Seeing the young man with dragon horns and skeletal wings, people around voiced astonishment.

The Corpse Dragon Race is a powerful faction within the Burial Soil, controlling the Dragon Remains Realm within the Ten Domains.

Most of their beings are various buried flood dragons, cyan dragons, nether dragons, and other members of the Dragon Race.

In terms of strength and foundation, the Corpse Dragon Race is on par with the Netherworld King Hall, Asura Demon Kingdom, among the top powers in the Ten Domains of Burial Soil.

Even the Fallen Feather Race is slightly inferior.

And among the Ten Little Kings, there is also a celestial pride from the Corpse Dragon Race.

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