The Great Martial Saint!

Chapter 845 The Path of the Savage Blade Master, Invitation to the Grand Banquet (He agreed, please vote for me at the end of the month~)

"Lord Shen, there's no need for you to see us off. My daughter and I can go on our own."

At the foot of Xuanling Mountain, Elder Yi, wearing a tall hat, spoke calmly.

Shen Huiqing did not force her.

She wasn't present during the conversation and therefore wasn't aware of the specifics of their discussion.

However, judging from the time it took, the conversation lasted quite a while.

"What did they talk about that took so long?" Shen Huiqing asked curiously.

After seeing that sweet-smiling, bright-eyed girl, she couldn't help but imagine some things.

Especially with the example of Miss Lan, the details she imagined became even more specific. And the fact that the adults agreed to meet and talked for so long only deepened her imagination.

Previously, when the master was in seclusion, they had never seen him with such leisure and tranquility. If the master had not been willing to see them, no matter how eager they were, they would probably have been turned away.

This is the current situation, obviously.
Shen Huiqing's thoughts wandered, recalling all that had happened before.

Judging from the current situation, this old man and the young man seem to have come to demand an explanation or to settle a debt of gratitude.

Could it be that the adult previously...
Shen Huiqing slightly opened her almond-shaped eyes, imagining a complex drama of love, hate, and entanglement.

"He agreed." The girl, dressed in a yellow dress, her skirt swaying, was vibrant and lively, radiating youthful energy, like a scene from springtime.

"Princess, you must not be careless. This dagger is no ordinary weapon."

The old man's gaze was deep as he offered this reminder.

“I know.” The girl nodded, revealing a sweet smile: “From humble beginnings to standing alongside the world’s greatest talents, such a person is no ordinary individual. I will be careful if we have to deal with each other again.”

"I admire the princess's spirit, but this 'rough blade'..." The old man paused, "is quite extraordinary."

"Huh?" The girl looked up, her face full of surprise.

This was the second time she had heard Yi Bo describe Mang Dao as extraordinary.

Given Yi Bo's temperament, one reminder would have been enough, so this second reminder clearly shows that he takes it very seriously.

"Uncle Yi, is there something in here that I haven't seen?" the girl asked curiously, her smile innocent and her posture asking for guidance.

"Hmm." The old man nodded. "If this old servant is not mistaken, there should be others standing behind Chen Ping'an."

"Others?"

The girl's eyes were bright and her face was filled with a strange expression.

"The Gu family patriarch?"

The old man shook his head.

"I'm afraid that's not necessarily true."

"That is..." The girl's eyes widened slightly, her bright eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"This old servant has reviewed Mang Dao's secret records since he rose to power, including detailed accounts from his time in Weishui County. Around the age of twenty, his fortunes advanced remarkably quickly. Starting as a temporary servant, he gained the appreciation of the chief constable, was officially registered, and progressed through the ranks from probationary constable to constable, then to the outer city of the south, and finally to Baishi City, Wufeng Mountain City, and the important town of Beicang."
This journey, step by step, was fraught with countless risks. Mangdao's choices, seemingly reckless, were in fact the result of careful planning. And in hindsight, that has proven to be true.

The young princess listened intently to Yi Bo's analysis, her eyes wide. Many of the words and phrases Yi Bo mentioned were unfamiliar and distant to her, but that did not hinder her understanding.

"What does Yi Bo mean?"

"Now that I think about it carefully, I realize that Mang Dao was holding back back then. He didn't rise to power then because he was accumulating strength. After he rose to power, he was like a fish in water, soaring to great heights."

Along the way, there have been schemes and suppressions, as well as obstacles that we had overcome in the past. But now, it seems that every step of the way has been like a river flowing into the sea, with unstoppable momentum.

Clearly, all the suppression and scheming are nothing but trifles in the face of true strength. Mang Dao has probably been holding back all this time! The old man's eyes flickered.

"If this old servant hadn't come in person today and met Mang Dao face to face, I probably wouldn't have noticed his abnormality. Although his martial will is not that of a celestial being, it is probably extremely close, and his understanding of the essence is no less than that of an ordinary celestial being."

On the popularity rankings, he was among the top, and the old servant asserted that if he exerted his full strength, he would likely enter the top ten, or even higher.
Top five!

The old man spoke with certainty, and the young princess's gaze also showed a hint of unease.

Having been exposed to this environment for many years, although she is not old, she is not a naive girl who knows nothing.

"That's amazing?"

The Ranking of Heroes encompasses the four realms of the dynasty, a vast and boundless territory, representing the pinnacle of the Grandmaster realm. Those who ascend to this ranking are considered the cream of the crop. As long as they haven't passed their age limit, they have the potential to advance further and reach the Celestial Realm.

Many of those who made it onto the list of legendary figures in the past are now among the strongest martial artists.

To even make it onto the list is already a challenge, let alone those at the top.

According to Yi Bo, if Mang Dao were willing, he could easily climb into the top ten, or even the top five, of the list.

These remarks undoubtedly shook the image of Mang Dao in her mind once again.

Leaving aside the future, just looking at the present, the top five on the Wind and Cloud Ranking are all on par with or even surpass the top pseudo-celestial beings, and can contend with and fight against martial arts celestial beings.

As for Fu Baisheng, who ranked second in the Fengyun rankings, he was able to barely compete with the Martial Arts Celestial.

If Yi Bo makes such a assessment, doesn't that mean the current state of the "Mangdao" (a martial arts style) has reached such a point?

How old is he?

The young princess had her eyes wide open, her mind a little dazed, and her expression made her look incredibly adorable.

"This old servant can assert that within ten years, the Mangdao will surely reach the level of a Celestial Being!" The old man gave a very high evaluation.

"Ten years?" The young princess's bright eyes suddenly opened, her face exquisite.

Knowing Yi Bo's temperament and character well, she rarely saw him speak with such certainty. She knew that Yi Bo was probably being conservative. The truth would likely come sooner than ten years.

Eight years? Five years? Or...
Three years!?
The young princess felt a little dizzy.

With Yi Bo around, the Martial Arts Celestials weren't such unattainable figures to her. Within the Prince's mansion, the powerful Celestials from various factions were also very friendly towards her.

Due to her neutral stance and some rather secretive reasons, even her relatives and elders who were vying for the title of Prince were mostly very kind to her.

To others, she was an unattainable celestial being, but to her, she was someone she could truly interact with in her daily life.

Furthermore, Yi Bo, who took care of her, was a powerful figure among the Celestials. Even within the Bicang County Prince's Mansion, he was one of the most powerful individuals with profound background.

Even under such circumstances, Yi Bo's assertion still left her somewhat bewildered.

The source of his bewilderment lies not in his divine nature, but in the fact that he is too old!
Mang Dao is not yet twenty-eight years old. Even if we calculate according to the full age limit mentioned by Yi Bo, it will be ten years before he reaches the realm of the celestial beings.

That is a martial arts master who is not yet thirty-eight years old. Such an age is not considered very old on the Hidden Dragon Ranking.

Having reached the pinnacle of martial arts, he ascended to the Hidden Dragon Ranking of the Great Qian Dynasty. His achievements are such that only a handful of people in the world today have attained this level.

Looking back, in those years of decline, he was able to suppress his contemporaries single-handedly and shine brightly on the list of hidden dragons!
Is this monstrous weapon really that powerful?

Even at the height of his power, he is still able to stand at the pinnacle of the dynasty and compete with the most brilliant prodigies of our time!

She knew Yi Bo's vision well enough to know he wouldn't make a mistake. With Yi Bo's level of expertise, assessing Mang Dao's potential through a face-to-face test would make such a judgment absolutely accurate.

It took the young princess a long time to calm down.

"Yi Bo, do you mean that I have now received a favor from the most outstanding genius in the dynasty?"

The old man nodded.

"It's not just that; it also includes the promises made to future geniuses who are expected to make great contributions."
He might have a powerful figure backing him who is inclined to favor him.

The old man slightly raised his head and looked towards the horizon.

"A pearl may be covered in dust, but the stars and the moon will not. Mang Dao's talent is just like the bright moon and stars. Before he rose to power, he probably already had a master. In recent years, we have never heard of Mang Dao taking a master to cultivate. This is probably the reason."

Furthermore, Mang Dao's cultivation was entirely self-taught; as long as he obtained a copy of a scroll, he could begin his training. Besides his own innate talent, this was likely inseparable from the guidance of a highly skilled mentor.

"His journey has been eventful, though not without its ups and downs. This is due not only to the guidance of wise men, but also to his ability to conceal his true strength. Though he has a reputation for being flamboyant, he has always kept his true abilities hidden. Seeing this today, I suppose he was the same way in the past."

He has never made a mistake over the years, which is probably because he has a master protecting him.

"If I were merely an ordinary celestial being, I doubt I would have discerned his extraordinary abilities upon meeting him today. Such concealment is beyond the reach of ordinary Grandmasters."

Listening to Master Yi's words, the young princess's thoughts gradually became clear, and she understood Master Yi's criteria for judgment.

Through mutual verification, Yi Bo's judgment is clearly very reasonable.

"Uncle Yi, why can't the person behind this be Gu Tianren from the Gu family?" The young princess voiced her doubts.

The old man, Gu Tianren, narrowed his eyes slightly, as if lost in reminiscence, his expression revealing a hint of nostalgia for what happened back then.

“Gu Tianren, if he hadn’t lost that arm back then, his spiritual platform would have been damaged and his soul would have almost collapsed, and there might have been some possibility. But now…” The old man shook his head, his face showing regret.

As someone who witnessed what happened back then, he knew the inside story. Gu Tianren fought against a Celestial Realm cultivator with only his sword. The one he was fighting was not considered weak among the Celestial Realm cultivators.

In fact, Gu Tianren almost succeeded. His final sword strike unleashed a sword intent powerful enough to destroy a cultivator's cultivation level.

Even a powerful cultivator like him would likely perish under that sword strike.

If it weren't for that divine soul attack...
This is how it should end.

However, someone interfered and secretly helped him, using divine soul techniques to influence Gu Tianren's sword intent and using secret objects to attack and destroy his spiritual platform.

This matter was handled discreetly. Many people witnessed the events of that year, but very few truly understood what was going on.

"What a pity," the old man sighed.

Given Gu Tianren's extraordinary talent and late-blooming potential, if he had succeeded in that battle, his sword heart would have been clear and his mind would have been enlightened, which might have allowed him to directly join the ranks of great cultivators.

With the power of Gu Tianren's swordsmanship, as gentle as a breeze and as bright as the moon, it directly touches the mind and spirit, and he may be able to achieve unparalleled fame with it.

Even in the northern border, they are all powerful and influential figures!
It's a pity. Over the years, time has been wasted, and the hidden injuries have backfired. Now, it's probably even a struggle to maintain the realm of an ordinary second-level Celestial Being.

If the right arm holding the sword is also severed, the sword intent will be incomplete, the sword heart will be clouded, and the fighting power will probably be reduced by eight or nine tenths.

How much of the once-mighty Qingfeng Mingyue Sword remains today?

Under such circumstances, how could he possibly have the mind to set up such a scheme?

The key is
Gu Tianren practices swordsmanship, while the wild saber...
He was repairing knives.

"But I just saw he had a sword at his waist," the young princess said. "Could it be..."

With Yi Bo's reminder, the girl's thoughts became very scattered, and she made some reasonable deductions.

The old man withdrew his gaze, smiled gently, and his smile was kind.

He also saw that sword, which was worn beside the dagger, its scabbard silver-white and its blade flawless.

Judging from its appearance, this sword seems more like an ornament than a weapon of war. To a swordsman, this sword as a weapon, a killing instrument, is somewhat trivial.

Furthermore, if Zhen Mangdao were truly a swordsman, he wouldn't openly carry a sword. Even using reverse reasoning...
The old man's gaze sharpened.

While there are many who cultivate both swords and sabers, none can match the prowess of someone like Mang Dao, who has achieved such accomplishments at such a young age. His will to wield the saber is comparable to that of a martial arts master, and his talent in the saber is unparalleled throughout history.

Such talent would be a great waste if pursued in other areas as well.

If the person behind this is truly the patriarch of the Gu family, they would never do such a wasteful thing. Furthermore, Gu Tianren is not proficient in the way of the sword; although he could teach a little, he would never teach to this extent.

All the schemes and plans were in vain.

Therefore, based on numerous inferences, the person behind this brute force is definitely not Gu Tianren from the Gu family.

"But if it's not Gu Tianren, then who could it be?" The young princess had clearly figured it out as well.

The old man's gaze darkened slightly, and he shook his head.

"This old servant does not know either."

Given Mang Dao's current strength, the one who can teach him is probably not an ordinary Celestial Being.

For so many years, he has remained hidden behind the scenes, never showing himself, which suggests he is a shrewd and calculating individual. Perhaps he has encountered a rare gem, whom he has carefully mentored and regarded as his successor.

"He could be a wandering, unaffiliated cultivator, or perhaps an elder from a prestigious sect. He was traveling the world and happened to meet him, so he didn't want to miss the opportunity," the old man said, offering his deduction.

Chen Ping'an, the valiant swordsman, has been in power for less than ten years since he first rose to prominence.

Ten years is a significant period in the lives of ordinary people. But for a martial arts master, it is merely a brief respite on a journey.

When encountering fine materials, such patience is undoubtedly present.

But whether it's the former or the latter, those who can teach a young celestial being are extremely difficult to deal with.

The latter is self-evident: a prestigious sect with an illustrious lineage. As for the former, someone who becomes a Celestial Being through independent cultivation, and who, even after becoming a Celestial Being, can still stand out from the system, is a ruthless and powerful top-tier monster.

The path of the Celestial Being is different from ordinary cultivation realms. Reaching the Celestial Being realm is highly sought after by various forces. Even the most powerful forces open their doors wide to those who have reached the Celestial Being realm in martial arts.

The difference between them is simply the difference in status and the degree to which each person is relied upon.

Having reached the Celestial Realm, one is free from family entanglements and has never incurred divine or human wrath. Under such circumstances, one has not yet joined any faction.

Either they have absolute self-confidence, or they have different pursuits.

But in either case, it signifies that this person is extraordinary.

Those who achieve the status of Celestial Being through independent cultivation are ruthless characters who have fought their way out from countless piles of bones.

If one's level were higher, even he wouldn't want to offend them easily.

"Uncle Yi, is it possible that there is no powerful figure behind Chen Ping'an, and that we are just overthinking things?"

The old man pondered for a moment and said, "If that's the case, then it's even more terrifying."

He glanced in the direction of Xuanling Mountain: "Over the years, he has concealed his strength, and even today, he still holds back. Such mature scheming is unlike the temperament of a young man. If not for the guidance of a master, a young man, full of youthful vigor, might occasionally do such things, but he would never do so with such cunning, from beginning to end!"

This kind of attitude towards life is naturally contrary to the nature of a young man! If Mang Dao can continue like this, then he…

The old man remained silent for a moment, not voicing his possible guess. To a martial arts master like Yu Daotianren, he was only in his twenties or thirties, truly like a youth.

"With the guidance of a renowned teacher, his achievements at his age are already incredible. If he didn't have a famous and accomplished teacher behind him, wouldn't that be even more possible?!"

The young princess suddenly realized, her eyes clear, and she couldn't help but sigh.

"He's really amazing." The voice was clear and melodious, containing a hint of admiration.

The old man glanced at the young woman: "Princess, I admire your decision just now. Although the price was high, I am never afraid of paying too high a price when recruiting such outstanding talents."

These kinds of people, given the chance, will inevitably be befriended. If not, or even if they become enemies, then…

The old man's gaze hardened, revealing a chilling, murderous intent.

He didn't say anything more. Some things are better left unsaid, and he believed that with the princess's intelligence, she would understand.

"Yes." The little princess blinked. "Luckily he agreed. Otherwise, we would have been really embarrassed this time."

The girl's yellow dress swayed as she glanced back in the direction of Xuanling Mountain, then patted her chest dejectedly.

Whether it was Yi Bo's hints or her bluntness, Chen Ping'an rejected them all.

She was even willing to let Gu Qingcheng become her concubine, but he still wouldn't budge, which made her lose face.

Fortunately
Apart from Yi Bo, there was hardly anyone else around.

It's not too shameful.

"Hmph! If I find out he tells anyone about this, I'll..." The girl sneered, looking very unhappy.

But after a while, a smile reappeared on her face, sweet, charming, and radiant.

"No matter what."
This can be considered a positive connection.

In exchange for external resources and a favor from Chen Ping'an, this deal is worthwhile!

Her skirt swayed, revealing her crystal-clear, jade-like ankles as she walked along the streets of Xuanling City.

The old man followed closely behind, and the two moved about without anyone noticing.

Neither their senses nor anything else detected that a highly respected figure from the Azure Land had passed by them.

One of them, perhaps, is someone from the celestial palace in the clouds, someone they may never be able to reach in their entire lives.

"They've gone far away."

Chen Ping'an remained calm, subtly sensing the old man's aura fading away.

The old man's level of understanding was unfathomable, and he dared not sense it casually, but making a general judgment was not a problem.

Is it a misfortune or a blessing, or a blessing or a misfortune?

Chen Ping'an's gaze gradually narrowed, and as his spiritual light swirled, an exquisite token resembling a cloud appeared before him.

The token is exquisite, beautifully designed, and exudes an air of nobility.

This is the young princess's token, which was given to him by the other party when the two of them made a verbal agreement.

Holding this token is as if the princess herself is present, and one can command some forces within the Bicang Prince's Mansion and access some archives and secret records.

The other party gave him this token; I wonder what their intentions were?
Of course, the other party didn't mean it was a gift, but rather that it was temporarily entrusted to him for safekeeping, serving as a temporary agreement between the two parties.

Chen Ping'an couldn't quite figure out the other person's thought process. After thinking about it deeply, he couldn't help but overthink, and eventually came back to the same point.

Ji Qingyu's status in the Prince's mansion was clearly much higher than he had imagined. This was evident from the people accompanying him.

Ji Changkong's arrival in Xuanling was merely accompanied by the raging waves and earth-shattering forces. But Ji Qingyu's arrival was directly that of a seasoned Celestial Being with unfathomable origins.

If it were merely the old prince's favor, it probably wouldn't be enough to justify such a position. Within the Bi Cang Prince's mansion, there are countless factions and lineages, involving countless juniors.

Even among direct descendants, there are a considerable number.

Even if Ji Qingyu was favored, his influence could not compare with those faction leaders. But in his view, the current situation was different.

I wonder what secrets lie behind this?

However, he had no interest in knowing or investigating these things.

For him, the higher Ji Qingyu's status in the Prince's Mansion, the more effective the token he obtained would be. In certain situations, it might provide him with some considerable convenience.

In addition, it can also be used to participate in some high-end trading channels. Whether it's exchanging information or strategizing for resources, it's an advantage.

During their previous conversation, this young princess of Bicang suddenly said something like, "Marry me."

Chen Ping'an was genuinely impressed by her boldness.

This is a woman unbound by social conventions, who, despite her noble lineage, could utter such words in front of a man. This is no simple matter.

Even at grand martial arts events, such women are extremely rare. Let alone one from a prince's household.

The old man named Yi had implied something quite obvious to him: any suitable junior member of the Prince of Bicang's household could be his choice, a perfect match, a loving couple.

The person mentioned naturally included Ji Qingyu from the Bicang County Prince's Mansion, the young princess who was standing next to them when the topic was brought up.

I thought that was obvious enough. But to my surprise, when the young princess spoke, her words were even more direct.

Chen Ping'an looked at her with surprise, and when he looked down at her clear eyes and bright smile, he was truly astonished by her boldness.

"Your Highness is joking. I am already married, so there is no question of me getting married again."

Chen Ping'an naturally rejected the other party's remarks.

If he remembered correctly, this young princess of the Bicang County Prince's mansion was only slightly older than Er Ya, not by much. At present, she was not yet of marriageable age.

This is especially true for bloodline-based enfeoffment like that of the Prince of Bicang.

Of course, if we're being honest, the other person's age is actually quite suitable for him.

However, this did not affect his decision.

"Why?" The girl's answer was still fresh in his mind as she blinked her big eyes and looked at him expectantly.

"Don't worry, I'm always magnanimous. You married Gu Qingcheng first, so I don't mind if you marry Gu Qingcheng as well. However, she will have to be a concubine."

Whoops!
Got it!

This young princess also has her own ideas.

This is completely upside down!

If he remembered correctly, this young princess and Ji Changkong were of the same generation. In fact, she should address Ji Changkong as her cousin.

Renji Changkong was determined to compete with him for Gu Qingcheng, but after this little princess made a series of arrangements, they almost became sisters.

Faced with the other party's words, Chen Ping'an was speechless.

Princess, would you like to hear what you're saying?
After such a discussion, rejection was inevitable.

His heart is as hard as iron!

The young princess's suggestion was naturally ineffective. She had previously stated that she would not force anyone. Now that Chen Ping'an had refused, the matter was settled.

Of course, even if she wanted to force him, Chen Ping'an had no choice but to comply.

"I asked you to marry him too, and you actually refused." The little princess looked at him with her bright eyes, as if she were looking at a heartless man.

"If the princess has nothing else to say, I hope she will refrain from joking with me." Chen Ping'an's expression was calm, already immune to such remarks.

"Alright." The little princess gritted her teeth and offered another suggestion: "You don't have to marry me, but there's one more thing you might want to hear."

Then, that incident...
Chen Ping'an agreed.

Recalling everything that had happened, Chen Ping'an couldn't help but sigh.

This Princess Bicang must have studied strategy and tactics. If it were him back then, he would have been an expert in psychology.

He was well-versed in the principles of negotiation: first, engage in some lighthearted banter, then get to the point and have a proper exchange.

However, this agreement was not difficult for him.

The assessment concluded that it was entirely beneficial and harmless.

This did fulfill the other party's wish, but for him, it wasn't a loss.

However, given the critical juncture, no further statement is needed.

If he visits one of these days, he might be able to get some benefits.

"It's so heartbreaking. I, this delicate young lady, have expressed my admiration for you and discussed marriage, and you remain completely indifferent." The deal was agreed upon. The young princess bit her lower lip, looking at him with teary eyes.

With her head tilted to the side, her eyes hazy and misty, she looked truly pitiful.

However, Chen Ping'an remained steadfast and unmoved.

A few cold, hard words brought this deal to a close.

When giving him the token as proof, the other party threatened him with a "fierce" look, saying, "Don't tell anyone about what happened today. If I find out, I will definitely, definitely..."

After threatening for a long time without getting anything out of him, Chen Ping'an couldn't help but smile.

"Is it definitely going to happen?"

The girl's eyes flickered, her face bright and lively, radiating youthful energy.

"Next time we meet, I'll definitely call you Uncle."

As she spoke, the girl blinked at him, her face full of mischievous charm.

"Uncle?" Chen Ping'an was somewhat taken aback.

"Yes, he is my uncle." The girl said matter-of-factly, "If you don't marry me, then you're not my husband. You're so much older than me, if you're not my husband, not my uncle, are you going to be my brother?"

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This was the first time since Chen Ping'an began his cultivation that someone had complained about his age.

He rose to fame with his dazzling talent, and as a young prodigy, he ascended to the highest ranks of society.

Today I was ridiculed to my face.

That's true.
Chen Ping'an's face hardened: "What did you say!?"

"Uncle~"

The girl called out cheerfully, her eyes bright and lively, radiating youthful energy.

"Uncle~ I'm leaving!" The girl's skirt swayed, as joyful as a butterfly: "Next time I need anything, I'll contact you directly."

The girl smiled gently, her glance back like a ray of light.

Before parting, the old man gave him a deep look.

hum~
In a flash of inspiration, the token in front of him was put into Chen Ping'an's Thousand Machine Bag.

His thoughts gradually calmed down, and his mind became quiet.

To be honest, he has quite a few tokens on him now. In addition to his own waist token, he has a forging certificate from the Hundred Refinements Pavilion of the Forging Alliance, an exchange token given to him by Cangmingzi, a guest elder of the Whale Sea Sect, and so on.
Today, Princess Bicang presented me with this piece of cloud-like material.

As his thoughts shifted, Chen Ping'an's gaze turned serious again.

"This display of willpower comparable to that of celestial beings will undoubtedly elevate the opponent's evaluation to a higher level. This display has also revealed another aspect of their true combat strength."

Fortunately, the opponent was somewhat wary and didn't use their full strength. Otherwise, they probably wouldn't have stopped until they revealed their Celestial Realm power.

With the Grandmaster realm, he displayed a will comparable to that of a Celestial Being, which means that the difficulty for him to ascend to the Celestial Being realm is far less than that in the outside world.

With Mr. Yi's insightful perspective, it would be easy for him to make a judgment about the true situation.

According to conventional wisdom, the Heavenly Realm, which can stop countless Grandmasters, cannot stop him at all. As long as his Dao Heart has no obvious flaws, he will surely be able to reach the Heavenly Realm.

Such revelation, to ordinary people, is already an exposure of their trump cards.

but
Chen Pingan smiled silently.

He has now reached the second realm of Heaven and Man, which means the realm of great cultivation.

While such exposure carries uncontrollable risks, it is still acceptable. I had planned to reveal this part later, but it has come sooner than expected.

hum~
Chen Ping'an's eyes narrowed, and a golden finger panel appeared in front of him.

Looking at the display on the panel, his gaze fell on the 6855 cultivation experience points.

His eyes narrowed, and the panel disappeared.

"Go all out and perfect it in one go!"

In the quiet room, spiritual light flickered, and the soul was stirred.

While Chen Ping'an was in seclusion, a grand banquet was being prepared within the Xuanling Heavy City.

All sides of Xuanling prepared a grand banquet to welcome the special envoy from Bi Cang upon his arrival in Xuanling.

This grand banquet was organized by the Zhenfu Division and Qiankun Division of Xuanling Prefecture, and was the largest banquet held in Xuanling City in recent years.

Those who could participate in this grand banquet were all representatives and decision-makers from various factions.

Under these circumstances, the invitation to the grand banquet was also delivered to Shen Huiqing at the Canglong camp.

"We cordially invite Chen Ping'an, the Garrison Commander of Xuanling Prefecture, and Shen Huiqing, the Deputy Garrison Commander, to attend the grand banquet in Xuanling!"

"The Grand Banquet of Mystic Spirits, to welcome the special envoy?"

Shen Huiqing's almond-shaped eyes were clear and bright, her thoughts racing.

This grand banquet is likely no ordinary event. Considering the current situation, various forces, under the guise of welcoming the guests, probably also intend to stand aside and watch the show.

The special envoy from Bi Cang arrived with great force, likely intending to hold someone accountable.

"My lord." Shen Huiqing looked worried, and with her skirts fluttering, she left the public room.

(End of this chapter)