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

He never intended to engage in any inappropriate activity with Lang Huan.

Lang Huan is indeed beautiful, but in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, she's just that, quite decent.

Jun Xiaoyao's tastes are even more discerning than Lang Huan's, unlike these Burial Soil lapdogs.

Hearing this, even if Lang Huan favored Jun Xiaoyao, she couldn't help but show a trace of coldness on her face.

She is the esteemed Ninth Princess of the Demon Country.

Even if Jun Xiaoyao is the Divine Son of the Desolate Ancient Royal Family, he can't just speak of taking her as a maid, can he?

"Young Master Jun, you've gone a bit too far. This princess has already offered herself to you, and yet you remain so oblivious," Lang Huan said.

"So what if I'm oblivious?" Jun Xiaoyao replied calmly.

"Then this princess has no choice but to take you by force!" Lang Huan said, making another move.

If soft methods don't work, then hard ones will.

She directly forced Jun Xiaoyao down!

"You want to force me?" Even Jun Xiaoyao was slightly astonished.

Is it so dangerous for boys out here too?

Lang Huan invoked the Asura Demon Technique, and the Asura Evil Qi surged, forming a demon shadow that pressed toward Jun Xiaoyao.

Although Jun Xiaoyao's prowess was rumored to be legendary, undefeated in the Burial Soil,

Lang Huan wasn't an easy opponent either; the Fallen Feather Saint Son would be easily defeated by her.

Lang Huan was, after all, ranked second among the Ten Little Kings, second only to Chu Tianba of the Netherworld King Hall, who had an Ancient Tyrant Body.

Seeing Lang Huan make a move, Jun Xiaoyao also took action.

With such a self-centered woman, the only thing to do was to awaken her to reality.

Jun Xiaoyao used no flashy techniques, directly suppressing with one hand, Divine Energy surging and blood energy astonishing the world.

Lang Huan's techniques met with Magic Immunity and were dissolved once more.

And Jun Xiaoyao's hand was already suppressing Lang Huan.

Lang Huan twisted her slender body, pushing her Divine Flame Realm Great Perfection strength to the limit.

"Asura Demon Technique, All Ghosts Cry Together!"

As the National Guardian Supreme Technique of the Asura Demon Country, the Asura Demon Technique's power was undeniable; once unleashed, it was like the gates of hell opening, countless demon shadows and vengeful spirits pouring out.

If not for the array restrictions carved beneath this palace, this single move would have leveled a hundred miles.

Yet Lang Huan's offensive was as fragile as paper before Jun Xiaoyao, tearing it apart with a single touch.

Lang Huan's technique was broken by Jun Xiaoyao with one hand, then with one hand, he grasped Lang Huan's slender jade neck.

"You..." Lang Huan's face showed astonishment, her mind unable to react.

Just one move, and Jun Xiaoyao had suppressed her.

Though Lang Huan hadn't used her ultimate technique, this move was enough to deal with the other kings.

But against Jun Xiaoyao, it posed no threat at all.

At this moment, a clear shout came from outside the hall.

"Let go of Princess Her Highness!"

The one arriving was Qin Xian'Er.

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

Without any hesitation or delay, Qin Xian'Er rushed forward.

Jun Xiaoyao stomped one foot, a ripple of mana spreading out.

With a thud, Qin Xian'Er spat out a mouthful of blood, flying back.

"Xian'Er, don't strike!" Lang Huan said.

Even she couldn't withstand a move from Jun Xiaoyao, how could Qin Xian'Er?

Although this is the Asura Demon Kingdom Imperial City.

But in this deep palace, only Qin Xian'Er could enter besides her.

Others would never approach Lang Huan's bedchamber.

So the outside palace guards naturally wouldn't know what was happening inside.

However, Lang Huan didn't send messages to have Asura Demon Country's strongmen come to her rescue.

Because she knew she still held value for Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao wouldn't kill her.

"Young Master Jun, you're really strong, you hurt me," Lang Huan said coquettishly.

"Do you think I wouldn't dare to strike in the Asura Demon Kingdom Palace?"

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

Clearly a handsome smile, but in Lang Huan's eyes, it was the smile of a devil.

Always scheming, good at reading people's minds, yet with Jun Xiaoyao, she couldn't tell if he was serious or joking.

"Can Young Master Jun let go first? Lang Huan dares not act recklessly anymore." Lang Huan finally relented.

Because she truly feared that Jun Xiaoyao might indeed strike.

After all, Jun Xiaoyao was one who feared nothing.

He killed the Fallen Feather Saint Son without hesitation.

And just now, the Corpse Dragon Race's Long Kun was killed by him directly.

If it were Lang Huan, she'd have to think twice about killing Long Kun, as the foundation of the Corpse Dragon Race was no weaker than the Asura Demon Country's.

Jun Xiaoyao let go and asked, "Do you know about the Nine Marvels Reincarnation Immortal Grass?"

Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's words, Lang Huan raised an eyebrow, "Could it be Young Master Jun entered Burial Soil to find this top-level Immortality Medicine?"

"Yes, don't ask about anything else. I only ask if you know where it is." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Lang Huan thought for a moment and said, "The Nine Marvels Reincarnation Immortal Grass is rarely seen in the Ten Burial Realms. Even if it occasionally appears, it is immediately discovered by big figures."

Hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao frowned slightly but still asked, "Did you forget a place?"

"Where?" Lang Huan asked.

"The Burial Realm!" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes focused.

Lang Huan's beautiful eyes also flashed with a trace of light.

So Jun Xiaoyao indeed came for the opening of the Burial Realm.

"Young Master Jun, this Burial Realm is an opportunity for us Burial Soil creatures. If you enter, it would undoubtedly provoke dissatisfaction from the other kings."

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

Lang Huan's words made Jun Xiaoyao chuckle.

"Others' dissatisfaction has nothing to do with me. I can just suppress them all at the time," Jun Xiaoyao said.

Though he came alone into the Ancient Burial Soil, behind him stood two great Ancient Desolate Families.

Moreover, the Jun Family seemed to have caused quite a stir in the Burial Soil.

Jun Xiaoyao believed the Burial Soil powerhouses wouldn't dare to bully him.

Of course, if they did provoke him, Jun Xiaoyao wouldn't fear.

He not only had life-saving artifacts from the Eighteenth Ancestor but also Jiang Daoxu gave him protective items.

Jun Xiaoyao truly had that confidence.

Lang Huan didn't know what to say, at present, aside from agreeing, there seemed to be no other choice.

She feared not only Jun Xiaoyao himself but also the forces behind him.

Moreover, Lang Huan seemed to have heard rumors of a Jun Family figure's actions within the Burial Realm.

With such a background and influence, Lang Huan wasn't willing to be at odds with Jun Xiaoyao.

Besides, Jun Xiaoyao fit her tastes so well.

"Fine then, Lang Huan is willing to accompany Young Master Jun to the Ten Kings' Grand Banquet. But in return, how will Young Master Jun reward this princess?" Lang Huan gazed at Jun Xiaoyao, her eyes heated.

Her gaze seemed as if she wished to swallow Jun Xiaoyao whole.

Yet, in a way, Lang Huan indeed wanted to swallow certain parts of Jun Xiaoyao.

Seeing Lang Huan agree, Jun Xiaoyao temporarily eased his hostility.

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

At that moment, a voice came into Jun Xiaoyao's mind from the system.

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