Chapter 3078: One of the Nine Kings of the Underworld, Zi Wa

t, had also reached the peak of the Divine Fire Realm, almost on par with the Fallen Feather Saint Son."A servant girl of Lu's, her cultivation rivaled that of the Ten Lesser Kings" Jun Xiaoyao expres...Qi Lingyan also explained to Xiang Jun Xiaoyao.

Originally at its peak.

Besides the Emperor of the Underworld.

Under him were nine powerful figures known as the Nine Kings.

Classified by red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet, black, and white, nine colors.

These nine kings each have their own abilities and control portions of the power within the Nine Springs.

Even the weakest among them, a king, possesses the cultivation of an emperor's giant.

The Purple King spoken of by the Spirit Eater is one of the Nine Kings.

Among the nine kings, her cultivation base was considered the lowest, but she still possessed the strength of a giant figure among emperors.

This is mainly because her role is not a combat one.

Its responsibilities are to monitor, investigate, gather intelligence, and liaise with clients, among other things.

It can be said to be the "eyes" and "ears" of the underworld.

is a person who is aware of everything happening around them.

If she is found, the most information and clues should be obtained.

After all, Jun Xiaoyao's search for the Nine Springs had another purpose: to find the Dead Book.

The Spirit of Calamity, though it is the Emperor of Netherworld's personal spirit.

But it is also impossible to monitor one's master day and night, nor is it possible to interfere in some matters of the netherworld.

Therefore, finding that Purple King is the best choice.

She should know some things.

Jun Xiaoyao was also lost in thought.

Then it's time to go find the Purple King.

Before that, he received news from Beiming Yu.

The great sun golden flame and south boundless expanse, a single lineage named Yang Clan forces are related.

If you seek the Purple King, resolve the matter of Jiulian, then go to the Yang Clan and search for traces of the Great Sun Golden Flame.

That would be a bit of a waste of efficiency.

Jun Xiaoyao had thoughts on his mind, and brilliance surged around him.

Its form split in two.

Except for the carefree scholar in white.

Beside him, there was also a mysterious figure in dark robes, roaming freely.

White hair fluttered, and a ghostly aura emanated from his body.

It is precisely the Underworld King, Jun Xiaoyao's, form.

"Leave that to me," said the white-clad figure, "down in the underworld."

Although we are the same person, our thoughts are in sync.

But words need to be spoken for there to be a sense of ceremony.

"Okay."

The Xuan Yi Jun was carefree, the Hades nodded slightly.

And compared with the Three Pure Ones, Jun Xiaoyao is carefree.

Hades exuded a chilling aura, quite fitting for the ruler of the underworld.

Before he lived a carefree life, he had already made up his mind.

Although he was in charge of the underworld, he couldn't stay there forever, managing its affairs.

Therefore, it is best to set aside a dedicated person to manage.

And Pluto's body was also the Pluto Body, exactly the same constitution as Huangquan Emperor, the former master of Jiuquan.

This is just fate.

Moreover, Pluto's being is originally just Jun Xiaoyao's dark side, his shadow.

That is to say, Hades' body is destined to become the king of darkness!

"Pluto's body..."

The Spirit Apparatus gazed at the Underworld King, also in awe.

It even felt that, Jun Xiaoyao, even if we set aside other physiques.

Even just this Pluto's body, its future achievements will definitely surpass those of the Emperor of the Underworld.

This is also why even though the Spirit Wraith acts like a lapdog, it still has to cling to Jun Xiaoyao's leg.

Jun Xiaoyao, the King of the Underworld, with his spirit weapon Yan, vanished into thin air.

As for Jun Xiaoyao's Three Sovereigns, they continued their journey, venturing into the vast southlands in search of information and clues about the Yang Clan.

……

The south stretches far and wide, boundless and endless.

Likewise, countless worlds stand tall.

And among these many domains, there are some that are quite well-known.

For example, the Dongwan Realm.

This world is famous not for any high-level treasure grounds, or various fortuitous encounters and hidden secrets.

But rather because, Dong Wan realm, is a place of intoxicating indulgence and pleasure, where one goes to seek out flowers and willows.

All creatures have seven emotions and six desires, even cultivators who embark on the path of cultivation.

Apart from those who practice Buddhism, no cultivator would reject the way of men and women.

No, sometimes some Buddhists who practice play more flamboyantly.

In short, as long as one has capital, they will enjoy the best in Dongwan.

At this moment, within the Dongwan Realm, in the most prosperous ancient city.

Jun Xiaoyao, the Ming King, walked leisurely amidst it all, his bearing upright and composed.

He had a ghost face mask on his face.

Clad in a dark robe, with white hair flowing freely, he exuded an aura of profound composure.

The whole person seems low-key, but always gives people a sense of extraordinary.

The entire ancient city is vast, with everything you could need: auction houses, battle arenas, inns, and restaurants.

Of course, the most important thing is all sorts of places of pleasure.

Jun Xiaoyao was at a teahouse, leisurely drinking tea.

Some sounds could be heard from the surroundings.

It is said that Baiyanfang Pavilion recently acquired a new top courtesan. She is a rare yin-pure body.

"If one could auction her for a night, not only would one enjoy the utmost pleasures of life, but it would also help break through the bottleneck of one's cultivation."

"Unfortunately, it's too expensive. The cost required is something that even a quasi-emperor powerhouse wouldn't necessarily be able to afford."

"They are all those lonely guys who can't find companions, inflating prices and making it impossible even for my brother to visit places like the Hundred Beauties Flower Tower."

"Heh, what's a pure yin body"

"If one could be favored by the celestial maiden, Lady Chang'e, the Taiyin Saint Physique of the Moon Imperial Family, that would truly be the winner in life. I am even willing to reduce my lifespan by three thousand years for it!"

“Three thousand years You look down on me! I’m willing to reduce my lifespan by five thousand years!”

"Wow, they even rolled up! So that's what 'lickdog' refers to!"

Some have also poured cold water on this.

"Don't even think about it. That Mo Changxi fairy is probably destined to be taken away by the Jinwu ancient clan."

“Don't forget about the ninth sequence of the Jinwu Ancient Clan. That's a true young emperor-level existence, renowned throughout the South Azure Expanse.”

"It is said that he is currently in seclusion, cultivating the Nine Ancestor Wu Fa Shen. Once he truly masters it, there will be few opponents among his peers in Nan Cangmang."

"Mo Changxi was destined to be his woman, you guys can only dream about it..."

All around was a cacophony of chatter and discussion.

Jun Xiaoyao was alone, serene and quiet. He raised his teacup and took a delicate sip.

"Taiyin Sacred Body…"

Jun Xiaoyao thought of Yù Chánjuān, the Taiyin Sacred Body from the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm.

At this moment, a voice rang out from within Jun Xiaoyao's body, that of the spirit artifact Yan.

"Master, that Baiyan Fangfei Building must belong to the assets under Lord Zi's command."

Their whereabouts are unknown after death.

And this Purple King, as the "eye" and "ear" of Jiquan.

Its numerous industries are also too many to count.

Auction houses, market stalls, teahouses and inns, places of pleasure...

The Hundred Flowers Pavilion is just one of many.

"Go take a look."

Jun Xiaoyao got up, left behind a few Xianling Pills, and departed.

In the heart of the ancient city.

There was a tremendously luxurious and opulent palace.

Right in the center hung a large plaque inscribed with the characters "Tiān shàng rén jiān, bǎi yàn fāng fēi".

Palaces, pavilions and towers stretch out all around. Many women stand on the towers.

It can truly be called a hundred flowers in full bloom.

The moment Jun Xiaoyao entered, he was immediately noticed by everyone.

There's no way.

Though wearing a mask that looked like it was between a smile and a cry.

But there's a kind of handsomeness that can't be concealed, emanating an aura of extraordinary charisma from head to toe.

Immediately, an old madam stepped forward.

"Take me to see your supervisor."

Jun Xiaoyao only said a sentence, at the same time, the gaze under the mask looked towards the brothel madam.

In an instant, the madam felt as if her throat was being choked.

She quickly held her breath and lowered her voice, taking Jun Xiaoyao to see the person in charge.

The person in charge was a rather elegant middle-aged woman.

Jun Xiaoyao was equally as straightforward.

"Where is the Purple King Take me to her."

The middle-aged woman's face changed slightly, and then she frowned: "Who are you Are you from the Youxuan Pavilion"

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