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Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning-Chapter 492 - 490: The Sensible Li Xian, Subdues the Beauty Race
Ao Cangyuan and other ancestors have been trapped in the Immortal Ancient World for countless years.
It can be said that they are almost completely hopeless.
They are worse off than other Immortal Ancient Creatures, unable to leave even their Ancestral Land.
Freedom is an absolute luxury.
But now, Jun Xiaoyao not only allows him to leave the Ancestral Land but also promises that they can leave the Immortal Ancient World.
It is likely that only a fool would not agree to Jun Xiaoyao's request.
What is dignity compared to freedom? Nothing at all.
Now if Ao Cangyuan were asked to kowtow a hundred times to Jun Xiaoyao, he would probably do so eagerly.
It's not that Ao Cangyuan lacks the majesty of a Great Celestial Venerable; it's simply because he longs for freedom too much.
Cultivation, in essence, is also in pursuit of transcendence and freedom.
"Indeed, I, the Divine Son, like people who are smart and know the times. Had it been like this earlier, there wouldn't have been any issue." Jun Xiaoyao said with a smile.
"Of course, of course, it was Ao Tianming, Ao Guang, and others who were blind and offended the master." Ao Cangyuan replied with a forced smile.
"Since you have agreed, I will then use the rules of the Immortal Ancient World to condense into a Slave Mark, implanting it into your Primordial Spirits. Any objections?" Jun Xiaoyao said.
Jun Xiaoyao naturally couldn't be so naive as to trust them just like that; planting Slave Marks is a necessary measure.
Ao Cangyuan and many Dragon-man Race Elders' expressions slightly changed.
Planting a Slave Mark means becoming a complete slave. Every move, even a single thought, would be detected by Jun Xiaoyao.
If they harbored any malice in their hearts, Jun Xiaoyao would perceive it.
However, compared to being prisoners, they would rather be slightly more free slaves.
"We are willing." Ao Cangyuan said.
"That's good." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly and then said, "Next, go and tidy up your clansmen."
Jun Xiaoyao then looked at the other Immortal Ancient Races: "For the Three-Eyed Holy Race, the Ancient Witch Race, and other races, if you submit, meet at the Beauty Race's Ancestral Land in three days."
With that, Jun Xiaoyao waved his sleeve, lightly stepped, and came before Li Qiuyue and other Celestial Pride of the Beauty Race.
Seeing the object of her longing day and night within arm's reach, Li Qiuyue blushed slightly.
"Lord Divine Son..." Li Qiuyue said softly.
"You and Li Qiushui..." Jun Xiaoyao said.
"She's my elder sister." Li Qiuyue replied.
"I see, you don't mind if I visit the Beauty Race, do you?" Jun Xiaoyao said with a calm smile.
"Of course we don't mind; it would be an honor for the Beauty Race to have Lord Divine Son as a guest." Li Qiuyue hurriedly replied.
"Please lead the way, miss." Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.
Li Qiuyue nodded, her heart pounding, and led Jun Xiaoyao to the Beauty Race.
Watching Jun Xiaoyao leave, all the Immortal Ancient Creatures present finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Their eyes were still filled with shock and fear.
Jun Xiaoyao not only had his strength skyrocketed to the Saint Realm but could casually kill Saints.
With the Power of Rules from the Immortal Ancient World, even a Little Celestial Venerable fell at his hands.
This completely overturned their three views and imagination.
However, thinking about the possibility of leaving the Immortal Ancient World, the mood of these Immortal Ancient Creatures turned to excitement.
"I have never known what the world outside the Immortal Ancient is like."
"Finally being able to leave this cage, it's wonderful."
Previously hostile to Jun Xiaoyao, these Immortal Ancient Creatures now instantly saw him as their savior.
"Quickly go and organize the clansmen; this opportunity cannot be missed." Ao Cangyuan also began to take action.
Thinking about finally being able to leave the Immortal Ancient and gain freedom, he could hardly contain his excitement.
On the other side, shortly thereafter, Jun Xiaoyao arrived at the Beauty Race's Ancestral Land.
Sensing Li Qiuyue and others' presence, Li Xian appeared.
She had cloud-like hair and mist-like temples, wearing a palace gown, appearing noble and graceful.
The hidden pressure she emitted caused the surrounding space to tremble.
When she saw the person beside Li Qiuyue, even Li Xian was momentarily stunned before reacting.
"It's you... Jun Family's Divine Son."
"Lord Divine Son, this is our Beauty Race's True Ancestor, Li Xian." Li Qiuyue introduced.
"Nice to meet Li Xian, senior." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly in acknowledgment.
His relationship with the Beauty Race was considered good, so his attitude couldn't be the same as towards the Dragon-man Race.
Furthermore, Jun Xiaoyao had plans to have the Beauty Race help him organize the Immortal Ancient Races.
If he intended to use them, his attitude should be a bit better.
"So you are the Jun Family's Divine Son, seeing is indeed believing. I often heard Qiushui and Qiuyue praise you, and now that I've seen you, you're truly outstanding." Li Xian sighed slightly.
She could feel that Jun Xiaoyao's realm had reached the Saint Realm.
Such a young Saint is unheard of, and his future prospects are undoubtedly limitless, so Li Xian's attitude was also courteous.
"Senior Li Xian, you're too kind. I've come today to discuss an important matter." Jun Xiaoyao said.
"Oh, what is it?" Li Xian asked.
Her attitude at this moment was like an elder seeing a promising junior.
However, seeing this scene, Li Qiuyue's expression was somewhat unnatural.
After all, Jun Xiaoyao had just casually killed a Little Celestial Venerable powerhouse.
And with Jun Xiaoyao's capabilities, if he wanted to kill Li Xian, it would be just a snap of the fingers.
Thinking of this, Li Qiuyue quietly moved close to Li Xian and covertly used Divine Thought to transmit the events that had happened earlier.
Jun Xiaoyao noticed this but remained expressionless, secretly smiling inside.
This kind of thing is always a bit awkward to say oneself.
Using Li Qiuyue to convey it was most fitting.
Upon hearing that Jun Xiaoyao became the will of the Immortal Ancient World and could mobilize the Power of Rules to slay any Immortal Ancient Creature, Li Xian's expression towards Jun Xiaoyao changed.
"I didn't expect that Young Master Jun would have such fortune. It seems that Li Xian's judgment was indeed lacking." Li Xian made a slight bow to Jun Xiaoyao.
She no longer had the demeanor of an elder viewing a junior.
Her eyes even carried gravity, reverence, and a hint of desire!
Because Jun Xiaoyao has the ability to grant them freedom!
"There's no need for such formalities, Senior Li Xian. In fact, I, Jun Mou, have an idea of forming a faction with the Immortal Ancient Races as the foundation."
"I, Jun Mou, hope that Senior Li Xian and the Beauty Race can assist me in organizing and managing the Immortal Ancient Races."
Jun Xiaoyao spoke diplomatically.
But to put it simply, it meant:
You help me manage these people, and you... will be under my command!
Li Xian, having lived for countless years, naturally understood Jun Xiaoyao's meaning.
Because her Beauty Race had a decent relationship with Jun Xiaoyao,
Jun Xiaoyao couldn't outright say for them to submit as slaves.
But that was indeed the intention, just expressed in a more tactful manner, giving the Beauty Race a semblance of dignity.
Li Xian, not being dull, smiled and said, "Of course, it's the greatest blessing to regain our freedom."
"Good, in a few days, if the other Immortal Ancient Races have the sense, they will all come. At that time, we will reorganize." Jun Xiaoyao said.
"Li Xian understands." Li Xian nodded slightly.
Her posture was very humble, having fully realized the situation.
"It seems that the Jun Family's Divine Son has ambitions, planning to establish his own faction; is this a grand strategic move?"
"But it doesn't matter; our race has been trapped in the Immortal Ancient World for far too long. This chance to regain freedom cannot be missed!"
Li Xian's eyes were firm, she thought to herself.







