SACRED BODY OF THE IMMORTALS

The women around Jun Xiaoyao were of various figures and temperaments, each with their own unique charm.

Some were cold and beautiful.

Some were vivacious and cute.

Some were gentle.

Some were noble.

It could be said that for other men, to obtain just one of them would be a blessing of three lifetimes.

But for Jun Xiaoyao, having seen so many, it became rather ordinary.

He wasn't a saint devoid of desires, but neither was he a walking libido.

Before truly achieving his goals, he wouldn't stop or linger for anyone.

"What, not welcoming me? Then I'll just leave," Jun Mulan said, supporting her heavy chest.

"Please make yourselves comfortable," Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly and shook his head.

"Little brother Xiaoyao, be content with so many beauties accompanying you. Look, I brought some Seven Steps Down," said Little Magic Fairy with a giggle as she took out a large jug of wine.

Seven Steps Down meant that after drinking it, one would collapse after walking seven steps.

"Brother Xiaoyao, let me pour wine for you!" Jiang Luori eagerly took the cup to serve Jun Xiaoyao.

Yan Qingying sat on Jun Xiaoyao's other side, massaging his legs.

Jun Xuefeng, wearing a small blue garment, was on his other side giving him a back rub.

In some sense, this could be considered a group activity.

Jun Xiaoyao accepted the wine poured by Jiang Luori and drank it in one gulp.

"Is this what it feels like to hold the power of life and death while sober, yet rest on a beauty's lap while drunk? No wonder everyone wants to be an emperor."

"But I, Jun Xiaoyao, am ten thousand times more carefree than any emperor!"

Jun Xiaoyao laughed, and feeling unsatisfied, he tossed aside the cup and began drinking straight from the jug.

"Little brother Xiaoyao, do you want to be drunk for three years?!" Little Magic Fairy exclaimed.

With this much wine, if not drinking oneself to death, an ordinary genius would be drunk for several years without issue.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't care.

With his physical constitution and cultivation, he wouldn't get drunk.

But Jun Xiaoyao didn't deliberately suppress the intoxication; he wanted to get drunk.

As Jun Xiaoyao drank heartily, he casually recited:

"Born as the foremost among men, only I share longevity with heaven."

"My feet kick up the waves of the mortal world, my shoulders bear the sorrows of all ages!"

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"Thirty achievements turn to dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon."

"Don't wait until your youth has turned white with regret!"

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"The great river flows east, washing away all the legendary figures of history, leaving only me, Xiaoyao!"

Jun Xiaoyao drank wildly from the jug, his black hair flowing, carefree and unrestrained, like an immortal in wine.

With his recitation, an aura of pride rose to the sky, stirring the sun, moon, and stars, shaking the nine heavens!

At this moment, the entire Hangu Pass trembled!

"What's happening? What's going on?"

"It's the Divine Son of the Jun family, he seems to be... reciting poetry!"

"The Divine Son of the Jun family actually has such elegant interests in poetry and prose?"

"Born as the foremost among men, only I share longevity with heaven—is the Divine Son of the Jun family comparing himself to the heavens, challenging the Dao of Heaven?" Some geniuses analyzed the verses, trembling in shock.

"Don't wait until your youth has turned white with regret..." Some cultivators murmured, and somehow, they were moved, with tears flowing from their eyes.

This path to emperorship was too cruel.

So cruel that some geniuses had their dao hearts collapse, unable to persevere.

Either they became decadent within the imperial pass or prepared to return home.

But at this moment, hearing these verses, flames gradually ignited in the eyes of some geniuses.

"The Divine Son of the Jun family contends with heaven with such passion, what are our small difficulties in comparison?"

"That's right, 'youth turned white with regret'—I must continue on this path!"

"Even if I'm destined for mediocrity, I'll struggle until death. This is my path!"

Many cultivators were inspired, their eyes reddening.

Some even bowed deeply at a 90-degree angle toward Jun Xiaoyao's residence.

Jun Xiaoyao's words had awakened them from their dreams.

He made them understand what it meant to struggle against heaven and find joy in it!

Meanwhile, by the spirit spring in the courtyard.

All the women present were as if entranced.

Jun Xiaoyao, in his simple white robe, holding a wine jug, reciting poetry with boundless passion that filled heaven and earth!

His figure swayed, seemingly drunk yet not drunk, his handsome face showing unparalleled freedom.

His drunken state was like a jade mountain about to collapse.

What an astonishingly beautiful scene.

It could instantly capture the heart of any woman.

But unfortunately, only the women present could appreciate it.

"The great river flows east, washing away all the legendary figures of history, leaving only me, Xiaoyao..." Jiang Shengyi savored the words, liking them more the more she contemplated them.

This was her beloved, an extraordinary man with the sun and moon in his chest and a presence that shook the universe!

"Brother Xiaoyao..." Jiang Luori listened as if spellbound.

Jun Xiaoyao was too excellent, excellent to the point where she couldn't help herself.

"I never thought little brother Xiaoyao would be like this when drunk, he seems a bit... too handsome..." Little Magic Fairy's pretty face was flushed red.

Her previous talk about finding a way to become Jun Xiaoyao's concubine was partly in jest.

But now, she found that she was truly becoming attracted to him.

"Talent unmatched in the world, brilliance shocking through the ages." Mu Yuehan was also entranced, murmuring to herself.

She never imagined that Jun Xiaoyao, besides having unparalleled talent and strength, would also possess such literary talent.

Every casual verse was filled with passion, worthy of becoming a classic to be passed down through the ages.

Even the proud Princess Longji could only admire him now, her eyes revealing continuous flashes of wonder.

The word "perfect" seemed to have been created for Jun Xiaoyao.

"Xiaoyao, this kid, really likes to show off..." Jun Mulan grumbled.

Though she said this, her face was also a bit red.

It was hard to imagine that this tomboy would also have moments of blushing.

Finally, Jun Xiaoyao passed out drunk.

He had deliberately allowed himself to get drunk.

Otherwise, even ten thousand jugs of Seven Steps Down couldn't have given him the slightest intoxication.

Jiang Shengyi and the other women were also intoxicated.

Not from drinking, but from being enchanted by Jun Xiaoyao.

The next day.

When they woke up, they didn't see Jun Xiaoyao.

"Xiaoyao..." Jiang Shengyi's heart suddenly trembled.

They still needed to refine the Dao Certification Seal in Hangu Pass, so they couldn't set foot on the Ultimate Ancient Path so early.

Just then, clamorous sounds suddenly came from outside the courtyard.

Jiang Shengyi and the other women dressed and went out, only to see Jun Moxiao and others.

"Where is Xiaoyao?" Jiang Shengyi asked anxiously, her heart tightening.

Jiang Luori and the others were also worried.

Jun Moxiao sighed slightly and said, "Go look at the city gate."

Afterward, the group arrived at the exit of Hangu Pass.

They found a large crowd of geniuses gathered there, even Supreme Du Tuo was present.

Their gazes were all fixed on the city wall.

Jiang Shengyi looked and saw two lines of powerful calligraphy carved on the wall.

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When I attain the Dao and become immortal, I dare to make the sun and moon shine anew!

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The boldness of the brushstrokes was stunning through the ages, with spirit soaring to the clouds!

Among the younger generation, only one person could have such spirit...

Jun Xiaoyao!

"He's already gone..."

Jiang Shengyi murmured in a daze, a tear sliding down the corner of her eye.

No farewell.

No goodbye.

After a night of heavy drinking, Jun Xiaoyao had set off alone on the Ultimate Ancient Path.

The strong are always lonely.