Chapter 43: The Romantic Luck of the Destined Protagonist Xiao Chen—Another Case of Rescuing a Beauty in Distress

Jun Xiaoyao maintained a calm expression on the surface, but he was inwardly surprised.

He hadn't expected to refresh a new sign-in location.

However, this Panwu Mausoleum was clearly not like the Secret Treasury of the Supreme Yuan Tian.

That was a private sacred land of the Panwu Divine Dynasty; how could they possibly allow outsiders to enter?

"Grandpa, I assume the Panwu Divine Dynasty won't allow anyone else into their secret lands either, right?" Jun Xiaoyao said, shaking his head slightly.

"Err, that is true. However, nothing is absolute. I am merely telling you that this path exists. If all else fails, for the sake of your future, it wouldn't be impossible to force your way in," Jun Zhantian said imperiously.

"We can discuss that matter later," Jun Xiaoyao replied, speechless.

It seemed the domineering nature of the Jun family was innate.

Still, if possible, Jun Xiaoyao preferred to resolve these matters on his own.

"Emperor Panwu possessed the Desolate Ancient Holy Body. If I can obtain some information, it might save me from many detours," Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

The Desolate Ancient Holy Body was extremely rare; it was difficult to find even a few within a single era.

An Ancient Holy Body that had attained the Dao of Emperor was even rarer.

Not everyone possessed a "cheat" like Jun Xiaoyao, who had broken through the ten layers of shackles at birth.

In Emperor Panwu's era, perhaps cultivating the Desolate Ancient Holy Body wasn't as difficult as it was now, but it would still have been impossible to easily break through to the Great Success stage of the Holy Body.

"The Panwu Mausoleum, huh? If the opportunity arises in the future, I truly should go and take a look," Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

Afterward, Jun Xiaoyao continued his cultivation within the Heavenly Emperor Palace.

He had a vague premonition that the Secret Treasury of the Supreme Yuan Tian would likely open within the next few years.

Therefore, before that happened, Jun Xiaoyao needed to continue enhancing his strength.

...

Time flowed quietly, and in the blink of an eye, a year had passed.

Jun Xiaoyao was eleven years old, but from his appearance, he looked like a youth of fifteen or sixteen.

He was tall and slender, with handsome, celestial features and an ethereal temperament. One look at him would instill a sense of self-deprecation, as if one's very gaze might defile his sacred and transcendent presence.

Within this year, Jun Xiaoyao's cultivation had reached the Great Perfection of the Divine Bridge Realm. While the increase seemed modest, the main reason was that he had exhausted most of his efforts on cultivating his profound techniques and divine abilities.

He had finished practicing the second form of his Immortal Slaughtering Sword Art. This speed would have made even the Eighteenth Ancestor gasp in astonishment and constant admiration.

After absorbing numerous essences of divinity, his Supreme Bone had once again undergone a transformation, manifesting a complete great divine ability: the Hand of Heaven.

This was the complete version of the Heavenly Tribulation Light.

Furthermore, the Dragon Essence had been completely digested by Jun Xiaoyao. The vast dragon bloodline allowed him to awaken another twenty thousand Giant Elephant Particles.

He had now awakened seventy thousand Giant Elephant Particles, which equated to seven hundred million catties of immense strength.

It is important to note that this did not even include the power of the Desolate Ancient Holy Body.

Jun Xiaoyao had always been using the power of the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Strength; the inherent abilities of the Desolate Ancient Holy Body were mostly reflected in the immortality and indestructibility of his physical body.

Of course, if Jun Xiaoyao truly utilized the power of the Desolate Ancient Holy Body, it would be even more terrifying.

Additionally, from the stripped Dragon Essence, Jun Xiaoyao had obtained various martial arts and divine abilities from the Ancestral Dragon's Nest, such as the Dragon Severing Hand, Dragon Fist, and the True Dragon Heaven-Trapping Technique.

The only thing he found slightly regrettable was that the Dragon Essence did not contain a True Dragon Great Divine Ability.

"Sigh, constant cultivation can be a bit boring. I find myself somewhat missing Xiao Chen..." Jun Xiaoyao sighed softly.

He wondered if that Xiao Chen had been "fattened up" yet?

Jun Xiaoyao seemed to see a lush, green field of leeks...

...

Kunzhou was one of the three thousand Dao Provinces of the Desolate Heaven Immortal Realm.

This province was located in a remote area with a barren environment, plagued by bandits and soaring monsters; the conditions for survival were extremely harsh.

No major power occupied this province, making it clearly a discarded land.

However, because the province was quite perilous and the environment treacherous, it had instead become a somewhat famous place for tempering and experience.

Many young disciples from various orthodox sects liked to come to Kunzhou for training.

At this moment, within a rather dangerous mountain range in Kunzhou.

"Azure Dragon Sky-Tearing Hand!"

With a sharp shout, a figure that appeared half-dragon shook its Azure Dragon wings, its palms transforming into claws as they lunged through the air.

In an instant, hundreds of Azure Dragon light patterns erupted, forming a hand that tore through the sky, violently shredding a Guiyi Realm monster in front of it into pieces.

A rain of blood sprayed everywhere as the monster's flesh and blood flew in all directions.

As the Azure Dragon scales and wings retracted from the half-dragon figure, a handsome and elegant young man was revealed. It was Xiao Chen.

Three years had passed since he was driven out of the Jun family in disgrace by Jun Xiaoyao.

The boy of that year had grown into a young man.

Although Jun Xiaoyao had crippled Xiao Chen's meridians, he had turned misfortune into a blessing. By practicing the Azure Heaven Dragon Transformation Art, his strength was now even greater, having reached the middle stage of the Divine Bridge Realm. He could even slay Guiyi Realm monsters after performing the Azure Dragon Transformation.

"Not bad. To be able to cultivate the Azure Heaven Dragon Transformation Art to the fourth level in just a few short years, you truly are the child of destiny for my Azure Dragon Ancient Kingdom."

In the void beside Xiao Chen, the phantom of an old man wearing azure dragon robes and possessing dragon horns emerged. It was the remnant soul of the Azure Dragon Venerable, the founding ancestor of the Azure Dragon Ancient Kingdom.

His gaze was filled with admiration as he looked at Xiao Chen.

The Azure Heaven Dragon Transformation Art was extremely difficult to cultivate; even he had spent a great deal of time on it back then.

But Xiao Chen's rate of progress far exceeded his own in his youth.

It could be said that, barring any accidents, Xiao Chen would definitely become a renowned figure among the three thousand Dao Provinces in the future.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Chen's face showed no joy; instead, it was filled with hatred and coldness.

"Thirty years east, thirty years west! I told that Jun Xiaoyao back then that we would fight again in three years, yet he treated me like a joke!"

"Now that three years have passed, I will let that Jun Xiaoyao know who the real joke is!"

Xiao Chen was high-spirited and full of vigor, as if he could already see himself stepping on Jun Xiaoyao.

And as for Bai Yu'er, he would make that wench regret it immensely.

Just as Xiao Chen was indulging in his fantasies, movement was heard in the distance.

"Xiao Chen, there is movement over there. Be careful," the Azure Dragon Venerable's voice transmitted from within the Coiling Dragon Ring.

Xiao Chen frowned and glided over cautiously.

As his gaze landed, his expression froze.

He saw a woman dressed in silk skirts with a white veil covering her face being pursued by a group of bandits.

The bandits were the notorious Demon Wolf Bandits of Kunzhou.

"Hehe, beautiful, run! Within the boundaries of Kunzhou, no one can escape my Demon Wolf Bandits," the bandit leader sneered.

His cultivation had also reached the Guiyi Realm.

"Dammit, I cannot use my cultivation, otherwise they will detect me, and I'll be taken back again," the veiled woman thought resentfully.

She had snuck out on her own; if she used her inherited cultivation techniques, her protector would sense it.

"Beautiful, scream! Even if you scream until your throat breaks, no one is coming to help you," the bandit leader laughed wickedly.

But at that very moment, a figure suddenly rushed out, accompanied by a cold command.

"Release that lady!"

(End of Chapter)