118: White-haired Loli, beautiful, can rush

The Golden Divine Palace was filled with treasures, but it was also extremely dangerous.

There were no strange beasts here; instead, there were various mechanical trials. Many people had already broken through the tests left by their predecessors and obtained legacies lost for countless years.

Among them, of course, was Qin Chengan.

"Huff~ It seems this is the place." Qin Chengan panted slightly, using his blood-bound divine weapon to slash open the Restriction before him. A door frame instantly appeared.

On a three-step-high pedestal, a door frame was enshrined in an empty space. It seemed ordinary, but Qin Chengan knew this was where the Legacy of his Qin Family ancestor lay.

"My Qin Family stood at the forefront of resisting the alien races in ancient times. Countless Qin Family powerhouses fell on this battlefield, leaving behind numerous legacies."

"Although I don't know which Senior's Legacy this is, with my talent, it will be a tremendous help. Even Jun Lingxiao..."

Qin Chengan paused here. The scene of Jun Lingxiao slaying a fifth-realm strange beast with a single sword was too terrifying. Who would dare claim they could defeat him?

The Qin Chengan of before wouldn't dare say it. Even with this Legacy, he still wouldn't dare assert he could defeat Jun Lingxiao.

"I only hope it's not useless."

On the battlefield, some excelled in combat, while others specialized in Formations, talismans, and other auxiliary skills. Qin Chengan only hoped the Legacy he obtained with such great effort was of the combat variety.

Thinking this, with a single thought, the blood-bound divine weapon in his hand transformed into a stream of light and shot into his body. Then, Qin Chengan stepped onto the pedestal.

He took one step and bowed once, until he stood within the door frame.

Closing his eyes and clasping his hands together, he said:

"Qin Family descendant Qin Chengan pays his respects here. I do not know which Senior of my clan resides here, but I beg you to appear."

As his words fell, when Qin Chengan opened his eyes again, he found himself in an independent space.

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

The sound of hammering rang out, one strike after another. He turned to see an old man sitting there, wielding an iron hammer. Each swing sent countless sparks flying, dazzlingly bright.

"A Qin Family descendant?"

The old man turned his head, glanced at Qin Chengan, then nodded faintly.

"Saintly blood in the body, blood bond solidified. A decent seedling."

"Qualified to receive my Legacy."

Qin Chengan was one of the Twelve Kings of the Qin Family, but in this old man's words, he was merely a 'decent seedling.' Yet, he felt no discouragement, only a kind of ecstatic joy.

Because if he wasn't mistaken, this Senior before him was the peerless Genius who created the blood-bond cultivation method, the one who forged weapons with blood!

Clan rumors said this Senior had gone into seclusion somewhere. Who would have thought he had fallen in this Secret Realm.

"Yes!"

Overjoyed, Qin Chengan didn't have time to think too much and hurriedly agreed. Besides joy, there was a hint of confidence in his eyes.

This was a true supreme powerhouse. After receiving his Legacy, what was a Jun Lingxiao? Would he still be a match for me?

Thinking this, he began to feel elated. However, he wasn't so overwhelmed by joy that he lost his head. He began to focus on receiving the Senior's Legacy.

Jun Lingxiao, just you wait!

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Meanwhile, at the entrance of the underground palace, the crowd watched as Jun Lingxiao was suddenly enveloped by a strange Domain, which eventually formed a black egg.

After trying for a long time with no success, they could only wait helplessly on the spot.

Finally, the Domain dissipated, and Jun Lingxiao was fine. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But upon closer inspection...

"Bro, where did you pick up a... hiss... little girl?"

Jun Hongxuan looked at the little girl being pulled along by Jun Lingxiao, momentarily unsure where to start with his questions. But upon seeing her head of white hair, he fell silent.

"White hair..."

"It's white hair..."

"The Witch Clan..."

"Why would a cursed race appear here?"

For a moment, everyone who saw this scene gasped. Jun Siyu held Jun Lingxiao's hand tightly, shrinking entirely behind him to avoid the crowd's gaze. Her brow was slightly furrowed, her eyes revealing a faint melancholy.

She appeared to be around thirteen or fourteen, not too young, but her eyes were filled with fear and unease. One could even see visibly that the hand clutching Jun Lingxiao's was tightening, the bones in her hand slowly turning white.

"She is my sister."

Jun Lingxiao said calmly. Instantly, the scrutinizing gazes vanished. Even those who disapproved looked elsewhere.

Jun Lingxiao actually understood the situation somewhat.

White hair. In the past, the Three Thousand Dao Provinces had a race like this. The men were normal, but the women all had white hair. It wasn't particularly strange; they just had slightly better cultivation talent.

However, the White-Haired Clan was not stable. Jun Lingxiao didn't know the specifics, only heard rumors that this clan once colluded with alien races, directly triggering an invasion from the alien realm. Since then, the White-Haired Clan was also called the Witch Clan, cursed by the entire Three Thousand Provinces. There was even a period when a wave of hunting and killing white-haired individuals erupted.

Their original clan name was stripped away, and they became known to everyone as the White-Haired Clan.

Against this backdrop, the appearance of any white-haired woman was unwelcome.

But now she stood behind Jun Lingxiao. Before, people didn't know; now that they did, no one dared say a word.

"Damn, Big Bro is amazing! In such a short time, he managed to pick up a white-haired loli!" While everyone else was silent, it was Ling Tian who spoke excitedly. He didn't have the self-awareness of a protagonist; rather, he saw Jun Lingxiao as the protagonist.

Handsome, peerless talent, unparalleled family background, and equally invincible strength. Even going out for a stroll, he could find a white-haired loli.

He wasn't a native, so he didn't care about any White-Haired Clan.

Ling Tian only knew: white-haired loli, beautiful, worth the effort. And looking at those jade feet, they were probably...

Food-grade?

The little girl's face was small and exquisite, her skin fair as jade. Her white hair flowed like a waterfall, without any adornment, yet it held a peculiar allure, as if nature had bestowed upon her a mysterious charm.

Her eyes were deep and indifferent, the eyes of someone who trusted no one, seeming to hide endless secrets, making one sink into them, unable to extricate themselves.

She wore a form-fitting ancient-style long dress that clung to her body, outlining her delicate curves. The dress was embroidered with intricate and magnificent patterns, highlighting her unique temperament while adding a touch of charm. A thin belt was tied around her waist, lightly cinched, revealing her perfect figure.

And most captivating were her jade-like, crystal-clear feet. Slightly pinkish-white, they complemented her fair skin. The lines of her instep were smooth, like a piece of exquisite art. When she lightly lifted her jade foot, one could clearly see the elegant arch—a perfect gift from nature.

Seeing this, Ling Tian couldn't help but sigh. Truly worthy of the 'protagonist'—going out for a casual stroll and picking up a top-tier loli. It never occurred to him that this Opportunity might have been his.

After all, who was he? Just Jun Lingxiao's loyal follower.

"Could it be...?"

Chu Gaodan really couldn't interfere in Jun Family matters, so he said nothing. Jun Hongxuan knew the inside story. Did this mean she was Jun Chengtian's daughter?

"Yes."

"Hiss... Then what's her name?"

Hearing this, Jun Lingxiao turned to look at her, meeting her large eyes.

"Jun Siyu."

Jun Hongxuan looked at the little girl behind Jun Lingxiao, momentarily at a loss for words. Finally, he could only nod numbly and utter a polite phrase: "A very nice name."

"It is quite nice. Last time I went to the Lower Realm, I also killed someone named Siyu."

Jun Lingxiao said, nodding, his gaze towards her becoming meaningful.

As his words fell, it was visibly apparent that the little girl's face paled several shades. Her grip on Jun Lingxiao's hand tightened even more, the bones of her fingers straining until they turned white.

She was like a drowning person, her eyes filled with terror and fear, but...

She clung desperately to Jun Lingxiao's hand, refusing to let go.

As if what she held wasn't a hand, but a lifeline.