in the void and finally transformed into a strange man dressed in black feathered robes. 。Besides him, stood a woman of perfect features. 。These two people were precisely Wu Shu, the ancient monster...Why does Jun Xiaoyao never consider himself a gentleman

Why does Jun Xiaoyao never consider himself a hero who saves the world

Because heroism is not something anyone can achieve.

> Because not everyone can do it, it is all the more respectable.

If the Sun Emperor saw the current state of the Yang Clan.

What would he choose at that time

Will it still choose, to give unconditionally, and protect all living beings

Jun Xiaoyao thought that the Sun Emperor would still be like this.

Just like the previous Kunpeng Ancestor.

Just like the Imperator of Eternity, and his father, the White-Robed God King Wúhuì.

These people are heroes.

He is a peerless hero, one in a billion.

Though Jun Xiaoyao had accomplished many deeds of salvation and been worshipped by countless beings as a savior, he remained carefree.

But, he is not selfless.

For Jun Xiaoyao, the most important things are always his family, relatives, lovers, beauties, friends, and clan.

After these people, it was him.

As for the common people, if he has the ability, he is naturally willing to save them.

But if abilities are limited, Jun Xiaoyao would only choose to protect the person who is most important to him.

Jun Xiaoyao is a human, he is not a hero, nor a god.

But…

Jun Xiaoyao, though carefree, genuinely admired such heroes.

"Well, let's not dwell on that. Come, young master, old man will lead you away."

Yang Detian waved his hand, a wry smile playing on his lips.

Perhaps it was because no outsiders had come to the Yang clan for a long time.

He accidentally talked too much.

It's mainly bottled up inside, it's really hard to deal with.

Then, Yang Detian took Jun Xiaoyao for a stroll through the mansion at will.

Suddenly, Jun Xiaoyao had a feeling.

Look towards the depths of the mansion.

"Master, your divine consciousness is truly sharp." Yang Dedao said.

He brought Jun Xiaoyao with him and came to the depths.

Here stands an ancient, dilapidated temple.

Enter the hall.

Jun Xiaoyao saw it.

A dark red wooden bow.

That wooden bow, it was actually as tall as a person, very wide and looked quite imposing.

But it is also very old and quaint, having been weathered by the passage of time.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyesight is needless to say, he can see the extraordinary nature of this bow.

“This bow, is it an imperial artifact, or even stronger” Jun Xiaoyao asked curiously.

Although this crimson wood bow now looks covered in dust.

...there wasn't the slightest trace of aggression emanating from him. ...

But Jun Xiaoyao always felt that this bow had a special aura and power.

Yang Detian shook his head and said, "If it were truly a divine weapon or a fairy weapon, the Golden Crow ancient clan would have snatched it up long ago."

"This was the weapon used by my clan's Sun Emperor before his ascension."

"Not some particularly precious material, but it has accompanied the Saint Emperor all the way to his rise."

Even later, when the Holy Emperor obtained even stronger weapons, this wooden bow remained by his side.

Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

The cultivation realm of a powerful being like the Sun Saint Emperor is naturally unquestionable.

Under the day and night companionship of the nourishment bestowed by the strong, even an ordinary tool can become unparalleled.

"May I take a closer look" asked Jun Xiaoyao.

"Certainly," Yang Detian said.

Jun Xiaoyao walked in, looking at this Sun Emperor Bow.

The wood used to craft the wooden bow looks like any ordinary wood, not particularly precious.

But...

"This crimson..." Jun Xiaoyao gazed at it.

Yang Dedao said: "This bow has been soaked in the life essence of the Sun Saint Emperor."

"No wonder." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Even a common bow, no matter how skillful the archer, could never withstand the might of the Sun Emperor.

Not only that, but Jun Xiaoyao also discovered that within this Sun Emperor Bow...

It seems to still conceal countless profound Taoist principles.

It should be what the Sun Emperor left behind.

The essence of life, plus residual Dao.

This bow, in its ordinariness, possesses an extraordinary quality.

Yang Detian said: "This bow, no one can pull, except for the cultivation realm and physical strength."

What is needed is someone with the same magnanimity and might as His Imperial Majesty.

"Is that so" Jun Xiaoyao said, hearing Yang Detian's words.

He raised his hand and brushed the dust off the wooden bow.

And then…

Buzzing…

This Sun Emperor's Bow, it actually trembled ever so slightly.

"This…"

Yang Detian gave a surprised glance.

But in an instant, the bow lay silent once more.

"Illusion"

Yang Detian shook his head silently and didn't think much about it.

Even among their Yang Clan, the most outstanding junior, also the last hope of the Yang Clan.

None can draw this bow.

And even less so for foreigners.

Jun Xiaoyao withdrew his hand and said, "Thank you, Senior Yang, for telling me so much. I have a certain understanding of the Yang Clan now."

"You're too kind, sir." Yang Detian replied.

Though he did not know the origins of your carefree spirit.

But it can also be seen that Jun Xiaoyao has no ill intentions.

Jun Xiaoyao sighed softly in his heart.

Originally, he came to the Yang Clan simply to investigate the whereabouts of the Great Sun Golden Flame.

I'm not going to get involved in other people's business.

But learning about the deeds of the Sun Emperor, it truly moved him.

Just as Jun Xiaoyao was about to say something.

Suddenly, the voice of the young girl Yang Qing sounded outside.

"Grandpa, it's bad! The Jinwu Ancient Clan is here again, and my brother got into a conflict with them."

Yang Qing originally didn't want to disturb Jun Xiaoyao and Yang Detian.

But she had no choice but to come in, her pretty face etched with anxiety and worry.

"Don't worry."

Yang Detian's face also darkened.

"Let's go take a look together." Jun Xiaoyao said upon seeing this.

But... Master, you... Yang Detian hesitated.

"Just going to take a look," Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Well, young master, still be careful not to cause trouble."

Then, the group left the place.

At the same time, in a district of this ancient city.

A clamor arose.

A circle of people from the Yang clan surrounded him.

His face was now contorted with anger, but he dared not make a move.

In the center, a young man stood, gazing coldly at several members of the ancient Jinwu clan who had arrived.

This young man was strong and athletic, with black hair falling loose about his shoulders. His eyes were like golden lamps, bright and piercing.

He had a layer of crimson flames swirling around his body, and a mark on his brow resembling a sun totem.

His upper body, his clothes in tatters.

His sculpted physique was marred by a collection of scars.

And there were streaks of black markings, like some kind of rune-locked shackle, binding the young man.

But the young man's aura was unexpectedly impressive.

... it turned out to be the Emperor Realm. ...

This is the second Yang Clan quasi-emperor powerhouse here besides Yang Detian.

"What, Yang Xu, you don't accept this"

"You can be our punching bag, training partner. It's an honor to let you take it all, just obey me."

Furthermore, the solar sacred blood within your body should have nurtured quite a bit more.

"In a few days, someone will come here to draw your blood."

Those few ancient golden crow beings had a disdainful and mocking smile on their faces.

A young man, his eyes as sharp and cold as a lion or tiger.

He is named Yang Xu, the last Solar Saint Body of the Yang Clan, a direct descendant of the imperial bloodline of the Holy Emperor.

...is also the last hope of the Yang Clan! ...gy!Her eyes, like rubies, trembled.I didn't expect that a banished-level prodigy would pass by and save her.Thinking about this, the red-haired girl suddenly felt that Sword Wan Jue was pretty good-lo...