From the chaotic sea of ​​stars, it began to wreak havoc on all the heavens.

After the Aohan Blade Technique was upgraded to a top-tier Earth-level skill comparable to the fifteenth level of the highest realm, the power of the blade light it emitted was no different from that of low-level profound martial arts techniques that were only at two or three tenths of their full potential.

It's just that it lacks many of the profound mysteries compared to true martial arts secrets.

"Let me go in."

Amidst the awe-inspiring gazes of the crowd, Qin Sheng led Bingling and Yinyue into the Brocade Garden.

No sooner had they left than a handsome man dressed in a seven-star robe, holding a mid-grade treasure fan, and a beautiful woman with an expression even colder than Bing Ling emerged from the crowd.

"It's Young Master Tianshu! Young Master Tianshu has arrived with his female companion." Someone recognized the two as none other than Li Xiaoyun, the organizer of the previous Martial Arts Tea Party.

“Those two were very strong. It looks like Princess Jing, Chu Zhongtian, and I won’t be alone this time. Don’t you think so, Youxin?”

The man holding the magic weapon smiled slightly. With a casual flick of his finger, a score of eighty appeared on the attack power test pillar.

He turned to look at his female companion.

"That man is very strong, you need to be careful."

The beautiful woman, named Youxin, stared blankly in the direction Qin Sheng had left.

She is the saintess of the underground race in the True Spirit World.

The main focus is on mental focus.

She only switched to cultivating true qi and true essence after eloping with Li Xiaoyun.

For some reason, she always felt that Qin Sheng gave her a familiar feeling.

They are very similar to the elders of the underground race who can rival the Grandmaster of the Spirit Sea Realm.

However, there was no trace of the other party having cultivated their mental power.

Her words made Li Xiaoyun's expression turn serious.

The fact that the other party could say that shows they are truly strong.

For his girlfriend Youxin to say such a thing, she must be at least as strong as him, Chu Zhongtian, and Princess Lei.

He then became excited again.

That's fine too. If it were just the three of them, wouldn't this martial arts tea party be far too boring?
Youxin didn't say anything more. She just glanced at the power test pillar, and the first eighty crystals lit up at the same time, while the eightieth crystal turned black.

This drew gasps of surprise from the onlookers, who had never witnessed such a bizarre attack before.

The martial arts tea party was held at the Zhidian Jiangshan Terrace in the center of Jinxiu Garden.

The platform was several miles in size, with pavilions scattered around it in all directions. Here, Qin Sheng saw many young people from the Southern Domain.

The people from Nan Zhuoyu were among them.

Qin Sheng saw Ye Chen, Murong Qingcheng, Li Daoxuan, Tuoba Ku, Lin Yun, Gu Youyun, Qian Yun, Mo Yan, and Sikong Sheng, who was dressed in black robes and had joined the Evil King Tower.

"Qin Sheng, Bingling, you're here too. It's been a long time."

Yan Chihuo, Li Daoxuan, and Lin Yun walked over.

Qin Sheng nodded, then glanced at the sword at Lin Yun's waist. A smile appeared on his face, "Mastered sword intent. It seems the sword-shaped grass from Tianqian Gorge has been of great help to you."

"I have to thank you for all of this," Lin Yun said sincerely.

At this moment, if he hadn't abandoned his gun for a sword, he would probably have faded into obscurity like Mo Yan.

"This is something you yourself have realized; otherwise, no matter what others say, it's useless," Qin Sheng waved his hand. At this moment, Tuoba Ku, Ye Chen, Murong Qingcheng, and others also came over to greet him. Even Gu Youyun came.

Only Mo Yan and Sikong Sheng did not come.

Mo Yan goes without saying; he's just a clown. He might still be considered a genius in Nan Zhuo Yu, but compared to other geniuses of his generation, he's completely lost his place in the crowd.

Sikong Sheng joined the Evil King's Tower.

They came here with the goal of defeating Li Xiaoyun, the Prince of the Heavenly Book.

Of course, Qin Sheng was also his target.

"Is he Qin Sheng? I heard that he comprehended the killing intent during his time at the Embracing Yuan Realm, and even our teacher praised him highly."

The two young men sitting with Sikong Sheng, also dressed in black robes, were Sixth Night and Seventh Night from the Evil King's Tower. Sixth Night glanced at Qin Sheng and suddenly asked a question.

Seventh Night said, "The killing intent is indeed remarkable, but now that Fourth Night has comprehended the evil will, I'm starting to look forward to seeing who will emerge victorious between them. If he hasn't fallen from grace, I imagine that after this martial arts tea party, Master will consider inviting him to join the Evil King's Pavilion."

Sikong Sheng did not answer, but looked at Qin Sheng with undisguised fighting spirit in his eyes.

However, Qin Sheng's gaze was never on him from beginning to end.

Instead, he casually found a pavilion with Yinyue and Bingling and sat down, just as if they were attending a tea party, enjoying the expensive tea and spiritual fruits and snacks served by the maids.

Before long, Princess Jing Aoxuan, who was in charge of hosting the martial arts tea party, arrived.

She wore a sky-blue dress, with slightly broad shoulders, a slender figure, and a powerful aura. She was alluring yet tender, with a touch of iron-blooded dominance within her tenderness. She was the image of a female warrior or empress.

Qin Sheng nodded inwardly. This Jing Aoxuan was quite good. Whether it was her talent, temperament, or strength, she was a top choice among the geniuses of her generation.

Unfortunately, they missed the last train of the great calamity of the alien race.

Otherwise, if she had been born ten years earlier and entered the Secret Realm of Life and Death, she might have been able to enter the Realm of Life and Death before the great calamity of the alien races.

Sitting to the side, Yin Yue obediently peeled a grape and fed it to Qin Sheng, then suddenly transmitted her voice, "Young Master, I've noticed that you seem to have changed."

"What do you mean?" Qin Sheng asked casually after eating a grape.

“In the past, when the young master encountered a beautiful and outstanding woman, he would usually choose to take her in. But since coming to this world, he seems to have paid little attention to women. Could it be that the young master used his sword intent to sever his distracting thoughts and decided to focus on the Dao, finally settling down?” Yin Yue expressed her confusion.

"That's part of it, isn't it?" Qin Sheng said noncommittally.

Before long, the martial arts tea party began.

Amidst the astonished gazes of everyone in Nanzhuo Domain, Qin Sheng stood up, and Bingling asked, "Junior Brother Qin, are you about to make your move?"

Although Qin Sheng's strength had long surpassed hers, Bingling still habitually called him her junior brother.

"Well, I've never liked dragging things out. I especially dislike taking action only after being ridiculed."

As Qin Sheng spoke, he moved swiftly and appeared in the center of the arena.

Looking at Qin Sheng in the arena, Yin Yue smiled gently. This time, the young master's goal was to get on the list of a powerful fifth-grade sect. Naturally, he wouldn't play the low-key game.

"It's him!" When Li Xiaoyun, the Heavenly Book Prince, saw Qin Sheng appear first in the arena, his brows furrowed and his expression suddenly became serious.

Jing Aoxuan looked at Li Xiaoyun with some surprise, "Brother Li, do you know him?"

Li Xiaoyun glanced at the treasured sword at Qin Sheng's waist and nodded, "Yes, not long ago outside Jinxiu Garden, he scored eighty-one points, and that was without even drawing his sword." (End of Chapter)