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Upon hearing that Xiong Yaoyao had suddenly proposed a challenge, Luo Qiuyue and Jin Yu were both taken aback, their gazes filled with confusion—this challenge was indeed rather abrupt, even inexplicable.

Qin Le was equally surprised, but he remained polite and shook his head: "I'm sorry, I have important matters to attend to right now and it's inconvenient for me to compete."

Seeing that Qin Le refused, Xiong Yaoyao was unwilling to give up.

She raised her hand, and with a clang, drew the seemingly ordinary longsword from its sheath at her waist, holding it horizontally in front of Qin Le, her tone serious:

"If you can defeat me, this sword will be yours."

Upon hearing this, Luo Qiuyue's eyes widened instantly.

Although this sword is made of ordinary iron, it is a family heirloom that Xiong Yaoyao mentioned!

She usually cherishes it immensely, so why would she so easily use it as a bet?

This action was completely beyond Luo Qiuyue's comprehension.

Qin Le was also slightly surprised, but when he looked at the long sword blocking his way, and then glanced at Xiong Yaoyao's serious expression, he suddenly laughed:

"You're betting the 'Xuanyuan Sword'? Aren't you afraid your elders, or... the Xuanyuan Sword itself, will come after you?"

"The Xuanyuan Sword?!"

Luo Qiuyue and Jin Yu exclaimed in unison, looking at the simple and unadorned longsword with shocked expressions.

This...this longsword, which looks like it was made in an ordinary blacksmith's shop, is actually the legendary sword of the Yellow Emperor—the Xuanyuan Sword?!

The contrast was so great that they found it hard to accept at first.

You Xiong Yaoyao smiled nonchalantly, even tapping the table lightly with her sword sheath: "It's alright. Anyway, I was just ordered to bring Senior Xuanyuan Sword out for a 'breathing'. As for it... I can't use it at all, so it's just sitting there."

Luo Qiuyue and Jin Yu: "..."

Just because you can't use it yourself, does that mean you can just use it as a betting stake?

What kind of bizarre logic is this?

Especially Luo Qiuyue, who had personally witnessed how much Xiong Yaoyao cherished this sword, found it even more unbelievable at this moment.

Qin Le smiled and waved his hand, refusing again: "Never mind. This is something left to us by the Yellow Emperor, it has extraordinary significance, how can I easily give it away to someone else? I cannot accept it."

Seeing Qin Le's resolute attitude, Xiong Yaoyao put the Xuanyuan Sword back on her waist, but the determination on her face did not diminish:

"Whether you sheathe your sword or not is irrelevant. But in this match, you must fight me."

Jin Yu, who was standing to the side, finally couldn't help but flick his tail and complain, "You're only at the peak of Earth Immortal realm, what makes you think you can fight Qin Le?"

She really couldn't understand where Xiong Yaoyao got the confidence to challenge Qin Le with her cultivation level.

She probably couldn't even withstand a casual move from Qin Le.

"Who said I wanted to fight him one-on-one?" Youxiong Yaoyao rolled her eyes. "What I want to compete in is troop deployment and battlefield duels!"

Jin Yu suddenly realized.

Luo Qiuyue's expression became somewhat subtle.

Comparing yourself to Qin Le in leading troops into battle? Are you serious?

Although Luo Qiuyue had never seen Qin Le personally conduct since graduating from university, the two times he conducted during her university years left an unforgettable impression on her.

Even her master, Yue Cijing, once exclaimed that Qin Le's talent and skill in military strategy were comparable to those of the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden.

Although Xiong Yaoyao was stronger than her, she was clearly still far from that level. She was truly afraid that Xiong Yaoyao would suffer a crushing defeat at Qin Le's hands, damaging her Dao heart.

Qin Le shook his head with a smile, his tone gentle but uncompromising: "I'm sorry, I really don't have time. Let's talk about this later."

No matter what the competition is, he doesn't want to be distracted by it right now. Time is of the essence, and he doesn't want to waste it, nor does he want to waste Xiong Yaoyao's energy.

Seeing Qin Le's clear refusal again, a hint of disappointment flashed across Xiong Yaoyao's face, but she knew she couldn't force it, so she could only say:

"Alright... then we'll talk about it again when you're free. But it's a promise, you absolutely have to have a match sometime!"

"Yes, I promise you, I will definitely accompany you if there is an opportunity in the future. But not now." Qin Le smiled and made a promise.

He then nodded to Luo Qiuyue and Jin Yu, and without lingering, turned and quickly left the Stove God Restaurant.

Seeing his hurried departure, Luo Qiuyue knew that he must have something extremely important to do, otherwise he wouldn't have left so decisively.

She looked away and at Youxiong Yaoyao, who had returned to her seat and was eating her food casually, and couldn't help but ask, "Sister Yaoyao, why... did you insist on challenging Qin Le to a match?"

You Xiong Yaoyao swallowed the food in her mouth, looked up at her, and asked, "Do you know who he learned his military strategy from?"

"I know." Luo Qiuyue nodded. "It's Lord Bingzhu."

After ascending to the Heavenly Realm, her master, Yue Cijing, had already informed her of this matter.

Having been personally taught by Chi You, coupled with Qin Le's extraordinary comprehension, he possessed a terrifying ability to lead troops.

"Then do you know whose descendant I am?" Xiong Yaoyao asked again, a meaningful smile curving her lips.

Luo Qiuyue was taken aback at first, then suddenly realized, her expression becoming somewhat complicated: "I see... I understand."

Youxiong Yaoyao is a direct descendant of the Yellow Emperor.

Although the ancient conflict has long since faded away, later generations have no intention of continuing the feud.

However, as descendants of the Yellow Emperor, if they could defeat Qin Le, who was personally taught by the military lord Chi You, in a fair and square battle, it would undoubtedly be a great honor for their ancestor.

This competitive spirit, though not involving hatred, is about inheritance and face.

However… Luo Qiuyue shook her head inwardly.

It seems that Xiong Yaoyao has chosen the wrong opponent.

Qin Le is someone you can't judge by ordinary standards. Focusing your efforts on him will likely result in significant setbacks.

However, she didn't intend to offer any further advice.

Some things, some ideas, can only be truly let go of after you've tried them yourself and encountered setbacks. The advice of others is often futile.

Meanwhile, Qin Le used a teleportation array to arrive at another border town.

He did not stay in the city and went directly out of the city through the south gate.

With a wave of his hand, he summoned a flying magical artifact. With a thought, the artifact transformed into a sleek, futuristic, silver-gray hovercar.

Qin Le opened the car door, sat in the driver's seat, gripped the steering wheel, and lightly tapped the pedal.

With a deep, rumbling roar, the sports car's rear thrusters lit up with a bright blue light. The next second, it transformed into a silver streak, speeding away close to the ground and disappearing into the horizon in an instant.

The two guards at the city gate looked at the fleeting streak of light, exchanging bewildered glances.

"Immortal Qin Le...why did he run off again? And this time it doesn't seem like he's heading to any major battlefield?"

"Who knows... This man's actions have always been unpredictable. However, he must have his reasons."

The two shook their heads, deciding not to dwell on it. Qin Le's contributions were undeniable; he was free to go wherever he wanted.

After speeding at low altitudes for more than half a month, traversing several barren and treacherous mountain ranges and deserts, Qin Le finally stopped the car on the top of an inconspicuous gray-brown hill.

He retrieved the hovercar into his personal space, stood atop the hill, and stared intently into the seemingly empty void directly in front of him.

In his perception, the spatial structure there contained extremely subtle folds that could not be hidden from the perception of the Great Dao of Spacetime.

A majestic, eerie, gray-black palace, hidden beneath layers of spatial barriers and chaotic energy, floats silently.

The dense chaotic energy acted as the best cover, not only distorting the void but also almost completely shielding the divination of heavenly secrets.

Unless a saint or quasi-saint personally calculates it, it would be extremely difficult to discover its traces using ordinary methods.

However, Qin Le has the intelligence provided by the Law Source Stele and is in charge of the Great Dao of Time and Space, making him exceptionally sensitive to space.

This deeply hidden traitor's stronghold palace was finally exposed to his view.