Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

Linglong was a powerhouse at the Saint Ancestor Realm. Ordinary Saint Ancestors were no match for her, but that Fallen Red Dust, in a place like Qingzhou, actually had a Red Dust Desire Envoy at the Saint Ancestor Realm running around. One could imagine that within this power, the Saint Ancestor Realm was definitely not the top combat strength!

This was a power with Supreme Saint Realm, or even Primordial Saint Realm experts!

Jun Wuxie nodded and said, "Senior Sister Linglong, can you peer into or extract useful information from the Red Dust Desire Envoy's sea of consciousness?"

"Senior Sister will try."

Jun Wuxie sent Linglong into that space.

After a moment, Linglong came out, shaking her head and sighing.

"A terrifying restriction has been planted in his sea of consciousness. Once an external force touches his sea of consciousness memories, the restriction will be activated, destroying his primordial spirit and launching an attack on the invader."

Linglong indicated that the restriction in his sea of consciousness was terrifying. Fortunately, she was prepared, but even so, she was almost injured by the restriction.

Now, the Red Dust Desire Envoy's primordial spirit was shattered, and he was on the verge of death.

"This is not surprising. If their sea of consciousness had no restrictions, their secrets would have been exposed long ago. How could they have hidden until this era…"

Jingya had never had hope for searching the sea of consciousness.

"Forget it, we'll slowly uncover their secrets in the future!"

Jun Wuxie did not dwell on this matter.

"Well, Junior Brother, Senior Sister no longer needs to comprehend the Dao. Just tell me if you need Senior Sister for anything."

Linglong stood in front of him, her hands slightly raised and placed in front of her. Her ten fingers were snowy white, her nails were bright red, and as she spoke, her fiery red lips parted slightly, and her head of black hair fluttered gently, making her sexy and enchanting.

"Since Senior Sister Linglong says so, then I won't be polite."

Jun Wuxie naturally couldn't wish for more and immediately stated that now that Qingzhou was unified and the imperial dynasty was established, it was necessary to have a powerhouse to guard it.

Linglong said, "Guarding the imperial dynasty is naturally not a problem. However, Senior Sister wants to restore the inheritance of the Heterodox Sect, build a sect, and teach the art of heterodoxy. At that time, you will have to live in the sect."

"This…" Jun Wuxie couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and then said, "This matter is not urgent for now, otherwise the imperial dynasty will soon become the target of public criticism. We'll talk about it when our strength has been raised to a certain level."

"Okay, Senior Sister will listen to you."

Linglong was not in a hurry and immediately agreed.

"Senior Sister Linglong, then you can live here from now on."

After Linglong agreed, Jun Wuxie hugged Jingya and returned with her to the outside world, pointing to Jingya's original room.

Hearing him say this, Jingya was stunned, and Linglong also showed a look of surprise, looking at him suspiciously, "Junior Brother, do you want Senior Sister to live with Aunt Jing?"

As for Jingya, she addressed her the way Jun Wuxie did.

"Of course, Senior Sister will live alone. Aunt Jing will share a room with me from now on."

Jun Wuxie didn't even ask Jingya for her opinion on this matter and directly made the decision for her.

"Wuxie, what are you talking about?"

Jingya's face instantly turned red, and she reached out and pinched him on the waist, but because she was too weak, she had no strength at all. Linglong also looked at them with strange eyes. The phrase "share a room" made her have to think too much.

She thought, sharing a room is fine, but why did he have to say it in front of her? How could this junior brother be so unrestrained in this regard?

"Aunt Jing's energy is severely depleted. I need to take her to recuperate. Senior Sister should rest early too."

Jun Wuxie did not explain. Even if he explained the matter of a man and woman living in the same room, he didn't think Senior Sister Linglong would necessarily believe it.

After he finished speaking, he hugged Jingya and entered his bedroom, closed the door, and walked straight to the bed.

"Wuxie, Aunt Jing is afraid…"

Jingya murmured weakly.

Jun Wuxie, who had already reached the bedside, couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and looked down at her slightly red cheeks, saying, "What is Jingya afraid of?"

"Ah?" Jingya came back to her senses. She didn't know why she had said she was afraid just now. Her face was even redder, and even her ears and neck were red, both embarrassed and a little annoyed.

"Aunt Jing is not afraid. What are you afraid of with me here?"

Jun Wuxie bent down and laid her flat on the inside of the bed, and then very naturally lay down on the outside of the bed, saying, "From now on, at any time, you must not leave my sight. Sleeping can only be by my side!"

His voice was very domineering, his words were very strong, and he turned to stare at her celestial face and the somewhat flickering eyes in her daze. "Tonight, Aunt Jing scared me. Aunt Jing always doesn't believe me, sneaking out and facing strong enemies alone. I should have punished Aunt Jing, but today I can't bear to spank Aunt Jing's butt, so I'll let you off this time."

Jingya met his domineering gaze, moved towards him, reached out and hugged his arm, nestled in his arms, and said softly, "Aunt Jing was wrong ~"

"Aunt Jing admits her mistakes the fastest…"

Jun Wuxie didn't know whether to laugh or cry. No woman around him could compare to this speed of admitting mistakes.

"Then… is Aunt Jing very good? Won't the little rascal be angry with Aunt Jing?"

Jingya now doesn't look like a mature and intellectual woman at all, but rather like a soft girl.

"Aunt Jing is good now. It's hard to say whether she's good behind my back."

Jun Wuxie sighed, put his warm right hand on her cheek, stared seriously into her eyes, and said, "I have tasted the taste of loss, it is very painful, life is worse than death! So, I told myself, don't repeat the same mistakes, at any time!"

"I'm sorry, Aunt Jing always does things badly, making you worried…"

Water vapor filled Jingya's eyes, and she suddenly hated herself for being useless, always wanting to help him, but always adding trouble to him.

The crystal clear tears in her eyes gradually filled her eyes, and they were about to roll out.

"Aunt Jing, don't cry. I'm not blaming you. I'm blaming myself. There are some things I should have told you earlier."

Jun Wuxie gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, his voice full of self-blame.

"No, how can you blame yourself? You can't blame yourself…"

Jingya shook her head, wrapped her arms around his neck, put her face on his, and gently rubbed his face, "Don't be like this, Aunt Jing will feel bad ~"

"Aunt Jing, listen to me…"

Jun Wuxie wanted to separate from her for a while, but found that she was holding his neck very tightly, as if she would lose him if she let go.

"Jingya, calm down. Your current emotional fluctuations are too intense…"

Jun Wuxie could feel that her emotions were very wrong, it was the kind of unrestrained, unreserved, explosive emotions, which should not appear in her, a reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao.

"If Aunt Jing could completely control her state of mind in front of you, she wouldn't still be staying in Qingzhou with you. Little rascal, are you a block of wood?"

Jingya said in his ear, and after she finished speaking, she opened her mouth and bit his neck.

"Of course I'm not a block of wood…"

Jun Wuxie took a deep breath. His heart was beating very fast now, and his breathing was a little disordered.

Some things, in fact, he and she knew each other well, but they had always tacitly not broken through them.

Perhaps it was because he thought she had concerns, or perhaps it was because she thought he had concerns.

But now, a hole has been poked in this layer of paper.

Jun Wuxie responded, leaned in her ear, gently bit her crystal earlobe, and said, "Are you really not afraid of Qingyu knowing?"

"Don't… don't mention Qingyu…"

Jingya groaned, and Jun Wuxie saw her ears turn red instantly, "You and Qingyu are just ordinary friends…"

She said this.

Hearing her answer, Jun Wuxie couldn't help but smile, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he separated from her slightly, facing each other, lying on his side.

"The current Aunt Jing is the most well-behaved and charming." He gently stroked her cheek with his hand, and then his expression became serious, saying, "There are some things I should have told Aunt Jing earlier."

"Yeah, what's the matter?"

Jingya's face was covered with red clouds, and her dazed eyes seemed to have water waves rippling in them.

"I told you to listen to me obediently, and discuss things with me when you encounter them. If you can't solve them, let me solve them, because I have trump cards and strong backers."

"Ah? What trump cards and backers? Are you talking about the ancestors in the Lower Realm?"

"The ancestors are only one of them." Jun Wuxie shook his head gently and said, "Do you still remember the God-Slaying Sword? I have the sword seal he gave me, and I have a chance to summon him once. The power of the God-Slaying Sword can slay any powerhouse below the Great Emperor. If the Heavenly Dao really wants to devour your Dao fruit, I can kill it with one sword!"

"The God-Slaying Sword is so strong, is it an Emperor Weapon?" Jingya was shocked, and then shook her head, "Although the God-Slaying Sword is strong, you only have one chance to summon it, and you can't use it easily."

"Well, the backers behind me are stronger than the God-Slaying Sword. It's just that I don't want to borrow their power on weekdays, for fear of affecting my own karma. If I'm in a desperate situation, there's no need to have these concerns."

"Stronger than the God-Slaying Sword…"

Jingya looked at him in disbelief, feeling that her brain was already a little overwhelmed.

What level is stronger than the God-Slaying Sword, the Universe Emperor?