I’m Already An Emperor, And The System Asks Me To Lick The Heroine?

With a bang, a humanoid object was thrown down, and a voice came from the void, “Holy Son, Wang Tengfei has been brought here.”

Jun Jiuxiao just nodded and said lightly.

Everyone in the Miscellaneous Service Peak was frightened by the Holy Son, and the wretched man was even more terrified, his legs weak with fear, and he said tremblingly, “Holy… Son… You are the Holy Son…”

Jun Jiuxiao’s smile became even more intense, making people feel like spring breeze, and he slowly said, “Your brother Wang Tengfei is here, I’m waiting for you two to kill me, and then use my and Master’s heads as urinals.”

Wang Tengfei was practicing, and suddenly his eyes went black and he was caught and thrown here. He was still full of doubts. He had been practicing in the Holy Land recently and had not caused any trouble.

Now hearing the words of the white-haired and black-clothed man in front of him, he understood that it was his Wang Tengyun, a waste, who had provoked a powerful enemy.

Wang Tengyun, this waste, only knew how to eat, drink, play and play with women. If he was not his own brother, he would have been killed long ago.

Now that he had provoked a powerful enemy and implicated himself, he regretted not killing this useless waste with his own hands earlier.

And he just heard the strong man who captured him call the man in front of him the Holy Son.

White-haired and black-clothed, Jun Jiuxiao!!! It was the Holy Son Jun Jiuxiao for sure.

Wang Tengfei was terrified and slapped Wang Tengyun in the face with all his strength.

Wang Tengyun was slapped directly by Wang Tengfei and flew up. When he fell to the ground, his face was already rotten and he kept spitting blood.

After Wang Tengfei slapped Wang Tengyun, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed, saying, “Sir Holy Son, please forgive me. Although this boy is my younger brother, I am not close to him.”

“Now, on behalf of the Wang family, I will expel this boy from the family. He has no relationship with my Wang family anymore.”

“My Wang family is willing to serve the Holy Son as a slave and servant without any complaints. Please forgive the Wang family.” After that, he kowtowed heavily.

Jun Jiuxiao did not speak, and there was silence all around.

Wang Tengyun was still vomiting blood, and fainted when he heard Wang Tengfei’s words.

The lackeys following Wang Tengyun also kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

Jun Jiuxiao chuckled, “Don’t be so nervous, it’s not a big deal.”

“And you guys stop kneeling, get up and talk.”

He said to the void, “Pu Lao, treat the wound of the Wang family’s outer disciple, and wake up the fainted disciple.”

A voice of “Yes” came from the void.

A spiritual power went to the kneeling Wang Tengfei, and Wang Tengfei knelt down and kowtowed to Jun Jiuxiao again, “Thank you, Holy Son.”

Pu Lao didn’t know what he did, and Wang Tengyun woke up immediately.

Then he began to kneel on the ground and cried and begged for mercy, “Holy Son, please have mercy on me and treat me as a fart. It’s my fault that I didn’t know the real thing. Please let me go.” He knelt and crawled over.

Jun Jiuxiao used his spiritual power to form a barrier to prevent him from crawling over. He was ugly to begin with, and his face was covered with snot and tears. It was really disgusting. Jun Jiuxiao didn’t want such a disgusting thing to get close to him.

“You scolded this Saint Son, I can ignore it, but you should never scold my master. My master is the Saint Lord of the Holy Land. You disrespected the Saint Lord and violated the sect rules. You must be punished.”

“Pu Lao, send him to the Law Enforcement Hall.”

Wang Tengyun’s face was slightly relieved. Going to the Law Enforcement Hall might still have a way to survive.

“Yes.” Then Pu Lao took Wang Tengyun, who looked like a dead dog, away.

Jun Jiuxiao had a decent smile on his face and a carefree look, as if nothing had happened just now.

As for the remaining few, let’s ask someone to destroy their nine clans later. Now it’s time to do the mission.

“The Wang family thanks the Saint Son for forgiveness.” Wang Tengfei breathed a sigh of relief. The rumors were indeed true. The Saint Son of Jiuxiao was bright and clear, a modest gentleman, and a benevolent and compassionate person.

Jun Jiuxiao didn’t even glance at Wang Tengfei. He was a dead man, and it would be a waste of time to look at him any more.

He only bent down to help the heroine who was lying on the ground. After checking, he found that the heroine only had the cultivation of Qi Induction, which made Jun Jiuxiao very distressed. His healing medicine was too advanced, and the worst one could burst her.

As for why Jun Jiuxiao didn’t use spiritual power to treat her, because Jun Jiuxiao had already asked 2233, he must send healing medicine, and spiritual power treatment would not be considered as completing the task.

Jun Jiuxiao gently said to the errand disciples around him, “Who has healing medicine that can cure her injuries? I, Jun Jiuxiao, will lend it to you.”

Hearing this, a thin errand disciple immediately bent down, raised the pill with both hands above his head and said, “Son, this is a blood coagulation pill that can cure her injuries. It is a blessing for me that my pill can be used by you.”

Jun Jiuxiao used his spiritual sense to ask in his mind, “Is it considered completing the mission if I take the pill from this errand disciple and give it to the heroine?”

“Host, it is considered completing the mission.” 2233’s voice was a little excited, after all, the first task is about to be completed.

Jun Jiuxiao used his spiritual power to grab the spiritual medicine from the hand of the errand disciple, and then said to the heroine, “Open your mouth.”

The heroine didn’t know why Jun Jiuxiao wanted to save her and give her spiritual medicine, but she still cooperated and opened her mouth, because if she didn’t heal her wounds now, she would really die. She still wanted to live and she had to go back to kill all the people in the Ji family.

Jun Jiuxiao used his spiritual power to send the pill into the heroine’s mouth. The heroine’s wounds were slowly healing, and Jun Jiuxiao didn’t have the energy to care about the heroine anymore.

Because 2233 was already dancing happily in his mind and scattering flowers.

2233 excitedly said, “Congratulations to the host for completing the first task, and the task reward has been received.”

Jun Jiuxiao took a look at the points and saw that they had changed from 100 to 200. Very good, I will have a hot pot with Coke when I go back later.

Jun Jiuxiao looked at the errand disciple who presented the elixir, and asked in a friendly tone, “What’s your name?”

The errand disciple bowed and saluted, and said to Jun Jiuxiao very respectfully, “Son, my name is Zhang Feng.”

“You are very good, you have practiced the Qingfeng Sword Technique.”

Zhang Feng’s hands trembled with excitement when he heard Jun Jiuxiao’s praise, and then he kept the posture just now and answered respectfully, “I don’t deserve the praise of the Son of God. I have indeed practiced the Qingfeng Sword Technique, but my talent is dull and I haven’t entered the sword technique yet.”

Jun Jiuxiao stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of Zhang Feng, and then said, “Relax your mind and experience it well. I also practiced the Qingfeng Sword Technique in the past. This is my little feeling.”

Zhang Feng stopped talking. This opportunity only comes once, and he must seize it.

The eyes of the people around him looked at Zhang Feng differently, some were jealous, some were envious, and some were regretful.

A few minutes later, Zhang Feng knelt down and kowtowed to Jun Jiuxiao, “Thank you, Saint Son, for your kindness in giving me a new life.”

Jun Jiuxiao smiled and said, “No need to thank me, this is your reward. Practice well and come to me after you enter the inner gate. We are destined to be together. I will teach you another set of swordsmanship, which is a new swordsmanship I realized after learning the Qingfeng swordsmanship.”

Zhang Feng kowtowed excitedly, “Thank you, Saint Son.”

Everyone was only envious of Zhang Feng. The Saint Son’s words meant that Zhang Feng was protected by the Saint Son, just because of a pill. He was so lucky.

Everyone who brought healing pills beat their chests and stamped their feet, regretting why they didn’t take them out first and offer them to the Saint Son, then this opportunity would be theirs.