The entire ancient city was abuzz, with countless people discussing Jun Xiaoyao.
They were very curious about this White-Robed Young Master with a mysterious background.
As for Kong Xiang, he had arrived at the ancient city early, intending to support Yan Royal Prince.
As a result, he lost his own life.
His cousin, Kong Qianqian, would arrive on the day of the Tianxian Banquet.
It was imaginable that when the Tianxian Banquet began, that was when the real show would start.
And at this moment.
In the western area of the ancient city, there was a rather exquisite courtyard.
It was the resting place of the Ice Spirit Royal Clan.
Fei Qingxue led Jun Xiaoyao and Chun Chun to this place.
The three entered a pavilion.
As for the several Ice Spirit Royal Clan Elders, they were discussing something with worried expressions.
At the same time, they were sending messages to Ice Spirit Heavenly Venerable.
After all, the incident that occurred this time was too significant.
They had thoroughly offended the Fire Rock Royal Clan and the Black Peacock Royal Clan.
It was possible that their Ice Spirit Royal Clan would also be implicated.
In the foreign land, clan exterminations were not uncommon.
And at this moment, inside the pavilion.
Jun Xiaoyao sat in the seat of honor.
Chun Chun sat beside him.
Fei Qingxue stood there very respectfully.
She knew that no matter what the background of this White-Robed Young Master was, he was definitely not someone she could treat casually.
Moreover, Fei Qingxue only felt infinite gratitude towards Jun Xiaoyao.
After all, not everyone would offend the Fire Rock Royal Clan and the Black Peacock Royal Clan for a stranger.
"Little one, you go out first."
Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.
Chun Chun frowned her small nose upon hearing this.
Although she disliked this address, she still let out a soft snort from her nose and retreated.
Inside the pavilion, only Jun Xiaoyao and Fei Qingxue remained.
Fei Qingxue felt inexplicably nervous.
Why did this Young Master ask everyone else to leave?
Could it be that he wanted to be like the stories in the books, where a hero saves the beauty, and she pledges herself to him?
But for some reason, Fei Qingxue didn't feel much repulsion or resistance in her heart.
This was definitely not because this White-Robed Young Master in front of her was handsome and powerful.
Hmm, it was definitely not like that.
"Do you know why I saved you?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.
"Qingxue does not know," Fei Qingxue replied, lowering her head.
"Heh..."
Jun Xiaoyao suddenly stood up.
A vast aura flowed out.
The next moment, the surrounding scenery changed, and Fei Qingxue felt as if she had been pulled into the depths of the vast starry sky.
A familiar aura and pressure made Fei Qingxue's pretty face suddenly change, bringing with it a deep sense of shock.
She looked at Jun Xiaoyao, her heart pounding rapidly!
Could it be...
"I am the spokesperson of the god of destiny and creation, walking in the human world, his preacher and the Incarnation of his will."
Jun Xiaoyao's expression was calm, his voice vast, spreading throughout the starry sky.
The reason why Jun Xiaoyao did not directly say that he was the god of destiny and creation was because a god must be high above, must be mysterious and unfathomable, in order to inspire awe.
If a god unveiled himself, that deterrent power would be much smaller.
So Jun Xiaoyao would not directly say that he was the god of destiny and creation himself.
Instead, he made himself the god's spokesperson.
This way, Jun Xiaoyao's authoritative position was not shaken.
The god remained that high and mighty god.
"Fei Qingxue, greets Lord God Envoy!"
Fei Qingxue knelt down.
She finally understood why this White-Robed Young Master had helped her.
It turned out that he was the God Envoy of the god of destiny and creation, who had perceived her suffering and therefore came to her aid.
This only further strengthened the Power Of Faith in Fei Qingxue's heart.
"You don't need to be nervous, just call me Sir. As long as you sincerely believe in the god of destiny and creation, he will favor his believers."
Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly, his expression peaceful.
"That is natural, Qingxue is an eternal believer of Lord god of destiny and creation, and is willing to dedicate everything to him," Fei Qingxue said with a devout expression.
"Very good, I also know that the situation of your Ice Spirit Royal Clan is indeed not too good, but it doesn't matter, the god will protect you."
"Next, you can give the Dao Heart Demon Planting Skill bestowed by the god to other members of your clan to Cultivate, and then let your entire clan silently grow stronger."
"Afterward, wait for my orders and arrangements, then spread the Dao Heart Demon Planting Skill to other Royal Clans and Clan families," Jun Xiaoyao said.
He finally stated his purpose.
Jun Xiaoyao was now planning step by step.
On the weakest slave clan side, he had Tuoba Yu as a chess piece.
As for the Royal Clan side, Jun Xiaoyao would find it difficult to infiltrate those prosperous Royal Clans in a short time.
This declining Ice Spirit Royal Clan was just the best chess piece.
They were also the most eager to grow stronger.
As long as there was desire, there was ambition, and one could take advantage of the opportunity.
After Jun Xiaoyao first controlled the Ice Spirit Royal Clan, he would then gradually infiltrate other Royal Clans.
Of course, this was not something that could be achieved in a short time.
Even infiltrating the Ice Spirit Royal Clan would require a step-by-step approach.
After all, there were also strong individuals like Ice Spirit Heavenly Venerable in the Ice Spirit Royal Clan.
Jun Xiaoyao speculated that even a declining Ice Spirit Royal Clan could provide more Power Of Faith than dozens or hundreds of slave clans.
Of course, slave clans could spread faith quickly, and in terms of speed and scale, they far surpassed Royal Clans.
"Qingxue will obey Sir's command," Fei Qingxue bowed.
The next moment, the world shifted, and they returned to the original pavilion.
Fei Qingxue had felt nervous and shy before.
She even had some confused fantasies.
But now, she had absolute respect and admiration for Jun Xiaoyao.
After all, this one was the God Envoy of Lord god of destiny and creation, his spokesperson walking in the human world!
"Alright, now let's just wait for the Tianxian Banquet to begin."
"Also, tell the Elders of your clan not to worry; I will not ignore the trouble with the Fire Rock Royal Clan and the Black Peacock Royal Clan," Jun Xiaoyao said.
"Thank you, Sir!"
Fei Qingxue's pretty face was flushed, showing a hint of excitement.
What she worried about most was whether these two great Royal Clans would retaliate against the Ice Spirit Royal Clan.
Now it seemed, with Jun Xiaoyao here, what did she have to fear?
In the small courtyard, several Ice Spirit Royal Clan Elders were quite flustered.
After all, this matter was caused by Fei Qingxue.
Their Ice Spirit Royal Clan could not escape responsibility.
"Elders, there's no need to worry," Fei Qingxue walked over.
"Young Miss Qingxue, what is the identity of that Young Master...?" An Elder's eyes held a glimmer of hope.
They didn't ask Jun Xiaoyao to be a descendant of an Immortal Emperor Clan.
As long as he was from a Quasi-Emperor Clan, this crisis might be resolved.
Fei Qingxue shook her head lightly and said, "Elders, don't worry about such things. Everything will be revealed at the Tianxian Banquet."
Hearing Fei Qingxue's words, the worried expressions on the Elders' faces did not lessen.
They could only hope that some miracle would happen.
Fei Qingxue found it somewhat amusing to see the Elders' worried faces.
"You have no idea what kind of background Sir possesses, or what kind of supreme and great existence stands behind him."