At this moment, in the entire Juque City, all eyes were on.

Everyone's gaze converged.

Amidst the radiance, a stunning woman in a sapphire blue silk and glazed dress descended with graceful steps.

The woman looked to be about twenty years old, her skin was as white as jade, her face smooth like crystal, her figure perfect and curvaceous.

Slick and smooth black hair was styled into a bun, adorned with a peacock blue sapphire hairpin, appearing low-key yet subtly luxurious.

Her bright eyes and white teeth, with a face as captivating as a lotus out of water.

Yet she didn't seem like a woman with just looks; her beautiful eyes were deep, carrying an intellectual charm.

She also exuded a beautiful and elegant feminine grace.

This woman was the eldest daughter of the Xia Family, Xia Bingyun.

"Greetings, Miss."

Around the tavern, some Xia Family members cupped their hands.

Over the years, without Xia Bingyun and the Treasure Basin's assistance, the Xia Family wouldn't have developed to such a flourishing state.

"That Sin Pit, daring to abduct my sister, truly hateful, but fortunately, rescued by a hero. I'm eager to see him."

Xia Bingyun's lips held a smile, extremely enchanting.

The surrounding male cultivators of Juque City were all dumbstruck.

Xia Bingyun was not only a beauty but a walking Immortal Marrow Vein!

Seeing the graceful leg lines revealed under her dress, all the men present just wanted to hold Xia Bingyun's thigh and say they didn't want to strive anymore.

Of course, they could only dream of this.

At this moment, inside the tavern, Jun Xiaoyao was casually sitting on a grandmaster's chair.

Beside him, Yan Rumeng was massaging Jun Xiaoyao's shoulders.

Xia Chuying also wore a smile on her face.

Also present were the Quasi-Supreme Venerable of the Wind Race, Feng Xiaotian, and others.

Though Feng Xiaotian had not performed well and hardly helped.

But since the Wind Race was a Supreme Great Race, the Xia Clan Elders were embarrassed to exclude him.

"Finally, I can see Bingyun." There was a trace of excitement in Feng Xiaotian's expression.

Although the situation did not unfold as he had hoped.

But as long as they met, there was a chance.

He believed that as a Wind Race Daoist, he was more likely to gain Xia Bingyun's trust than the mysterious ghost-faced man.

A moment later, a dazzling woman walked into the tavern with a graceful step—it was Xia Bingyun.

"Miss..."

The surrounding Xia Clan Elders all slightly cupped their hands towards Xia Bingyun.

After all, Xia Bingyun was almost certain to be the next Female Patriarch of the Xia Family.

In the future, the entire Xia Family would have to heed her commands.

Xia Bingyun did not mind others; at first glance, she saw the ghost-faced man who still sat elegantly sipping tea on the grandmaster's chair.

As a businesswoman, Xia Bingyun naturally had broad insight.

She instantly realized that the man before her was undoubtedly an untouchable, high-above, and extraordinarily prestigious figure.

That calm and indifferent nature, overlooking billions of creatures, was not something easily mimicked.

"Sister Bingyun!"

Seeing Xia Bingyun enter, Xia Chuying rushed into her arms like a swallow returning to the nest.

"It's good that you're fine, you won't be allowed out next time." Xia Bingyun rubbed Xia Chuying's head, her bright eyes also carried a trace of doting.

However, what puzzled her was how the Sin Pit people knew Xia Chuying's route.

The route she took to gather materials in the Chaotic Star Sea should only be known to the Business Alliance.

"Sister Bingyun, it was that big brother who saved me." Xia Chuying raised her little face and said.

Seeing this, Xia Bingyun slightly bowed to Jun Xiaoyao and said, "Bingyun thanks you, Young Master, for rescuing my sister."

"It was just a small effort, no need." Jun Xiaoyao remained seated in the grandmaster's chair, casually took a sip of tea, and said.

This made Xia Bingyun's eyes flash with a hint of color.

Other men, upon seeing her, were all terrified, fearing to offend or displeasure her.

Yet, this man before her was composed and calm, not to mention returning the courtesy, he hadn't even stood up from his chair.

In other words, he did not see Xia Bingyun as someone of equal standing.

Xia Bingyun was not angry; instead, she was more certain that the man before her came from an extraordinary background.

What Xia Bingyun didn't know was, beneath the mask, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes also held a hint of color.

"That aura, could it be..." Jun Xiaoyao pondered secretly.

He sensed a familiar aura from Xia Bingyun.

"Emperor's Weapon, Treasure Basin, could it be..." Jun Xiaoyao seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes slightly brightened.

"What you seek with iron shoes, you find it without effort."

A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the idea of winning over Xia Bingyun and the Xia Family became more certain.

"Since you saved my sister, feel free to request any reward. The Xia Family should be able to fulfill it."

Xia Bingyun's demeanor remained dignified, showing no dissatisfaction with Jun Xiaoyao's attitude.

This composure made Jun Xiaoyao secretly nod.

A good housekeeper indeed.

"Since that's the case, I won't be polite. I want you..."

Jun Xiaoyao paused in his words.

Everyone around was stunned.

Want Xia Bingyun?

Oh my, that's not just wanting a peach.

This is wanting an entire peach orchard.

The Xia Clan Elders were also astonished.

Although they indeed wanted to recruit Jun Xiaoyao, directly saying they want their family's eldest daughter seemed quite abrupt.

Feng Xiaotian even sneered.

A fair, wealthy beauty he himself couldn't win, how could this ghost-faced man possibly succeed?

Moreover, such a blunt request was abrupt to the beauty.

However, much to the surprise of Feng Xiaotian and everyone else, Xia Bingyun still showed no anger.

Just as she was about to say something, Jun Xiaoyao continued, "I want something from your body."

This caught everyone by surprise.

Could he not say it all at once?

Xia Bingyun also covered her mouth and smiled, "Young Master, you are quite amusing. What is it that you want from Bingyun?"

Jun Xiaoyao tapped his fingers on the arm of the grandmaster's chair, and said calmly, "It's inconvenient here, let's find a quiet place to chat privately."

In his mind, Jun Xiaoyao already had a plan.

This fat sheep, Xia Bingyun, how could he not fleece her a bit more for saving Xia Chuying?

Now, Feng Xiaotian could no longer sit still.

With a man and a woman, chatting privately in a quiet place, what could they talk about?

"Brother, this is a bit too much. Not to mention anything else, just the mask on your face invites suspicion about your background."

Feng Xiaotian righteously stated in a manner seemingly thinking of Xia Bingyun.

"What does that have to do with you?" Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly, feeling a bit amused.

Feng Xiaotian's eyes flashed, and the next moment, his figure turned into a gust of wind, instantly appearing before Jun Xiaoyao, directly snatching the ghost face mask from his face.

He wanted to know who this man daring to flirt with Xia Bingyun while concealing his identity was.

Jun Xiaoyao had no reaction; after all, he no longer needed to hide anything.

The mask was removed, and instantly, a flawless, ethereal face like that of an Exiled Immortal was revealed to everyone's eyes.

Upon seeing that face, all the men present froze in shock, dumbstruck, and stunned.

The women were breathless, spellbound, and captivated.

Someone, in a horrified tone, exclaimed, "It's Jun Family's Divine Son, it really is him!"