Hello there fam, Nyt_city here. We've finally caught up to the Raws. I'd like to say thanks to all of you who have stuck with the book since Chapter 1. It saddens me to say that the update frequency of the original author though not bad, isn't that many. Original author releases on average 2 chapters a day.
Thank you all for the powerstones.
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Everyone present understood the weight of Qin Xin's words.
After all, when had the famous Lady Qin Xin ever praised someone like this?
Of course, Han Xuanji's performance had also completely won over everyone present.
At this moment, in a private room of Qianmeng Pavilion that was not open to the public.
The room was not large, but the furnishings were extremely exquisite. Several ancient paintings hung on the walls, their artistic Concepts deep and profound, with faint traces of dao-rhythm flowing within.
Tea fragrance curled up from the table, where two cups of clear tea were steaming.
A young man stood by the window with his hands behind his back, his gaze passing through a specially made Spiritual Artifact to land on the terrace below. His features bore a thirty-percent resemblance to Xiao Yan, but he possessed a more feminine air than Xiao Yan, and a trace of unfathomable depth lingered between his brows.
"Brother, is this the close friend you've chosen? He is indeed quite good."
Xiao Chen withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Xiao Yan, who was sitting nearby, a faint smile playing on his lips.
Xiao Yan leaned back in his chair, playing with a jade wine cup in his hand, the pride on his face completely undisguised:
"Of course. How could someone I, Xiao Yan, have chosen be mediocre? Brother Han's talent is actually even above my own."
"Oh?"
Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, a flash of surprise crossing his eyes.
He knew his elder brother all too well.
Xiao Yan was arrogant to his core, yet now he was giving such a high evaluation to a Cultivator of unknown origin, which truly surprised him.
"Is that so?"
Xiao Chen gave a light laugh and walked over to sit opposite Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan drained his wine in one gulp and fixed his gaze on Xiao Chen:
"However, you didn't come here specifically to see him, did you?"
Xiao Chen's smile faded slightly.
He picked up his teacup, took a light sip, and spoke unhurriedly:
"Father is under a lot of pressure, and many people have already developed opinions about you. My mission in coming here is to bring you back."
Xiao Yan's brow furrowed.
The Great Sheng Holy Dynasty revered the Way of Bloodline cultivation; it was the Foundation of the dynasty. As a prince who had awakened a top-tier Bloodline, Xiao Yan's decision to abandon the Way of Bloodline and instead specialize in the Way of Laws was, in the eyes of many, an act of 'rebellion' in itself.
If everyone followed suit, wouldn't the Foundation of Great Sheng be shaken?
Xiao Yan put down his wine cup and fell silent for a moment.How could he not understand this logic?
The Great Sheng Holy Dynasty did not need a 'Saint of the Way of Laws'.
Saints were powerful, but Great Sheng did not lack them. What they lacked was an heir capable of inheriting the Saint King's Bloodline and continuing the Holy Dynasty's Luck, or perhaps a peerless figure who could surpass the Saint King ancestor.
Clearly, Xiao Yan's performance was not yet enough to move the elders of the imperial family.
"Cultivation of the Way of Laws takes time. If I return now, all my previous efforts will be wasted.
Give me some time, and I will prove that I can likewise reach the peak, and even surpass our ancestor," Xiao Yan said calmly.
"Surpass our ancestor?"
Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows slightly but did not continue, for Xiao Yan's words were too far-fetched.
"I hope that before I leave, I can spar with Brother Han, and perhaps even bring him to Great Sheng. This place cannot contain him."
In the Great Sheng Holy Dynasty, there were many Prodigies who cultivated the Way of Laws, but in Xiao Yan's eyes, they were merely mediocre.
"Is that so? I am also looking forward to seeing my brother's changes over these years."
Xiao Chen wore a smile, his eyes narrowing, making it impossible to see what he was thinking. Xiao Yan looked at him, his heart tightening slightly. Even Xiao Yan felt some wariness when facing this half-brother, unsure of where the other's stance truly lay.
If he did not return to Great Sheng, wouldn't the benefits for Xiao Chen be even greater?
One less competitor, one less person to share the cake...
Xiao Yan suppressed these thoughts deep in his heart, his face remaining impassive:
"Once we return to Great Sheng, you will naturally know."
Xiao Chen smiled and did not press further.
He picked up his teacup, gently blew away the foam, and through the mist of the tea, his gaze fell on the terrace outside the window.
"Interesting," Xiao Chen whispered.
It was unclear whether he was talking about Han Xuanji or Xiao Yan.
This conversation was naturally not the end; they still needed to negotiate.
Naturally, not everyone in Great Sheng looked down on Xiao Yan, so it was impossible to use overly aggressive methods to bring him back.
This time, the main goal was to have Xiao Yan return and demonstrate his results.
...
On the other side.
Han Xuanji nodded slightly, acknowledging Qin Xin's praise, but his gaze fell upon Baili Qianchi, who was kneeling on the ground.
Baili Qianchi had come to his senses, his heart pounding wildly; he clearly hadn't fully processed everything yet.
Once the area quieted down, he took a deep breath and said slowly:
"I lost. It was Wu Congshan who told me to deal with you."
Baili Qianchi accepted his defeat gracefully and didn't beat around the bush, directly selling out Wu Congshan.
Of course, having signed a contract, if he chose not to speak, he would be cutting off his own future path.
Among the surrounding crowd, many people clearly knew the weight of that name, and they immediately began whispering and discussing.
The adopted son of the Tianwu Sect Leader, an S-rank Talent, and a renowned figure among the younger generation—this matter would likely spread through Qianhun City in no time. The corners of Han Xuanji's mouth curled slightly; he was naturally not surprised by the name. This was exactly what he had been waiting for. If he had merely wanted to defeat Baili Qianchi, he would have won the moment the zither music began.
But defeating a Baili Qianchi was only a momentary victory; making him reveal the mastermind behind the scenes in front of everyone was what was truly useful.
Since the other party wanted to harm him, he didn't mind bringing everything out into the open.
Given the current strength of both sides, Hun Qianxue's faction naturally held an absolute advantage, with most of the clan elders standing on his side.
Han Xuanji mainly lacked a piece of evidence; as long as he could alert Hun Qianxue, he could logically reveal the information he had previously investigated.
When that time came, there would naturally be a thorough reckoning.
Han Xuanji placed a great deal of importance on his own safety.
Hun Qianling now understood everything.
"Xuanji, don't worry, I will inform my elder brother about this."
Hun Qianling's tone was unusually serious.
"Since someone has started making moves, this won't be the only time. My brother and I will never sit idly by regarding your safety."
Han Xuanji looked down at Hun Qianling's serious, almost anxious expression; a slight warmth touched his heart, and he nodded.
"Alright, then I thank you."
He paused and continued in a calm tone,
"Since things have been cleared up and we've eaten, let's go."
Just as Han Xuanji turned to leave with Hun Qianling, Qin Xin's voice came from behind him.
"Fellow Daoist Han, please wait."
Han Xuanji paused and turned around.
Qin Xin still stood in her original spot, her moon-white dress fluttering gently in the breeze, and an expression different from before appeared on her cold face.
It was a gaze filled with curiosity and inquiry.
"Fellow Daoist Han,"
Her voice softened, losing the business-like distance of a musician speaking to a guest.
"I have a presumptuous request. Could you stay for a moment and allow Qin Xin to play a piece specifically for you?"