I gain ten years' worth of cultivation every day, and even geniuses will only see my doorstep!

Chu Wuyue and the others received these invaluable resources, their eyes welling up with tears.

They knew that with Qin Yuan's current Nascent Soul stage vision and unfathomable foundation, anything he deliberately left behind must be the finest of the fine, a life-saving grace for them!

This unreserved trust and generous gift filled them with gratitude and a willingness to die for their cause.

"Junior Brother Qin (City Lord)! Words cannot express our gratitude!" The crowd bowed in unison, their voices resolute. "We will certainly not fail in our trust!"

Just as Qin Yuan finished giving his instructions and was about to depart, the city guard rushed in again with a strange expression, even a hint of fear: "Reporting to the city lord! Three groups of people have arrived outside the city! Judging from their attire, they seem to be from... from the Great Compassion Temple, the Heavenly Sound Valley, and the Starfall Pavilion! Their leaders... seem to be Master Liaochen, Fairy Miaoyin, and... Chen Xingzi!"

Chen Xingzi? Liao Chen? Miao Yin?

Chu Wuyue and the others were shocked once again. Weren't these the five geniuses who had clashed with Qin Yuan in the secret realm before, and even besieged him? Why had they come together? And judging from their tone, they didn't seem to be here for revenge?

A knowing glint flashed in Qin Yuan's eyes, and he said calmly, "Let them in."

Soon, the three groups of people were led into the square in front of the City Lord's Mansion. Unlike the low-key and composed manner of the Overlord Sect's envoys, these four groups, although they also concealed their auras, were clearly separated from each other, their positions were scattered, and the atmosphere was subtle.

Liaochen wore a brand-new kasaya, his Buddha-like aura was restrained, he held a rosary in his hand, and his face was peaceful, revealing no joy or anger.

The Fairy of Wonderful Sounds was still dressed in her feathered robes, her face still stunningly beautiful, but her brows had lost some of their aloofness and gained a touch of complexity.

Chen Xingzi's face was still somewhat pale, and his breathing had not fully recovered. Although his star robe was neat, the arrogance and coldness in his eyes had been replaced by an indescribable sense of defeat and fear. He did not even dare to look Qin Yuan in the eye for too long.

Behind each of the four were several sect elders or core disciples, all of whom were at the Nascent Soul stage. At this moment, they all had solemn expressions and extremely humble postures.

Liao Chen stepped forward first, put his hands together, and chanted the Buddhist mantra: "Amitabha. Benefactor Qin, in the secret realm, we were blinded by greed and offended many people. After returning to the sect, our elders severely reprimanded us and ordered us to come here to apologize and offer this small gift, hoping for your forgiveness."

As he spoke, he presented a sandalwood box containing a string of 108 "purifying bodhi seeds," which emitted a gentle, calming Buddhist light, greatly beneficial to spiritual practice and of considerable value.

Fairy Miaoyin bowed gracefully, her voice like a clear spring striking jade: "Lord Qin, my past offense was unintentional. This is a 'Heavenly Melody Pendant' specially made by my Heavenly Sound Valley. Wearing it can calm the mind and soul, and ward off external demonic interference. I hope you will forgive my small token of appreciation." The jade pendant she presented was warm and translucent, with mysterious sound patterns hidden within.

Finally, it was Chen Xingzi's turn. He gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and even bowed slightly, presenting a short ruler shimmering with starlight and a jade slip: "Lord Qin... Lord Qin, I was arrogant and presumptuous before, and I offended you in many ways. This is a replica of the 'Starry Sky Measuring Ruler.' Although it is not even a fraction as good as the real thing, it still has the ability to draw upon stellar power and assist in setting up formations."

This jade slip contains the basic chapters of my Starfall Pavilion's "Minor Heavenly Cycle Star Technique." Though not the core, it is still a closely guarded secret... I beg the City Lord's forgiveness.

He spoke these words with great difficulty, clearly suffering immense inner turmoil, but the pressure from the sect and his fear of Qin Yuan's strength forced him to bow his head.

All four apologies were extraordinary. Clearly, after news of Qin Yuan's capture of Xiang Tian and the alarm of the Taiyi Immortal Sect elders spread, these four major sects quickly made the wisest choice—to apologize, offer compensation, and resolve their grievances.

An enemy that can make the Overlord Sect bow down and be valued by the Taiyi Immortal Sect is definitely not one they want to make.

Qin Yuan glanced at the four gifts and accepted them calmly: "The past is over, so there's no need to bring it up again."

Upon hearing this, the four visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

Qin Yuan suddenly asked, "It seems one of you five is missing? Why is Yin Gu not here?"

He was asking about the old man with the skeletal bones in the secret realm.

Liao Chen and the others exchanged glances, a hint of hesitation on their faces. Fairy Miaoyin said softly, "Lord Qin is referring to the 'Old Man of Yin Bones,' isn't he? He... he's not a direct descendant of our sect, but a rogue cultivator. He has some connection with the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave, but he acts entirely alone. I've heard... he's already left this area, seemingly heading to the territory controlled by the 'Netherworld Palace,' and is likely on his way to Tianxuan City now."

"The Netherworld Palace?" Qin Yuan noted down the name.

"Is Lord Qin also going to the Gathering of Prodigies?" Liao Chen asked.

Qin Yuan nodded.

Liao Chen clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, I wish Lord Qin a great victory. The Heavenly Pride Gathering is a gathering of heroes, which is beyond our current reach, so we will not go and make a fool of ourselves."

The other three nodded in agreement, their expressions a mixture of awe and barely concealed disappointment.

Once upon a time, they were also geniuses who thought highly of themselves, but now they have to look up to even the highest stage to participate in it. And the one who has left them far behind is the young man from the subordinate sect.

After seeing off the three groups of visitors with their own agendas, Chu Wuyue and the others looked at Qin Yuan with eyes filled with almost devout worship.

The fact that these arrogant geniuses from the upper sects could come so humbly to apologize and make amends shows that Qin Yuan's power has been deeply imprinted in their hearts.

"Junior Brother Qin, you must be extremely careful on this trip!" Chu Wuyue reminded him again. Now, Qin Yuan was carrying not only his personal honor and disgrace, but also the hope and future of the entire Xuan Yuan Sect.

"Don't worry." Qin Yuan only replied with two words, and his figure blurred, transforming into an inconspicuous gray stream of light that soared into the sky and disappeared above Lava City in the blink of an eye, heading northeast towards Tianxuan City, the true center of the Hundred Sects Battlefield.

High in the sky, the wind howled fiercely.

Qin Yuan concealed most of his aura, maintaining his speed at the level of an ordinary early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, and observed the vast battlefield as he traveled.

The further northeast you go, the dark red of the sky seems to fade a bit, but the desolation and bleakness of the land become even more pronounced.

Along the way, he witnessed more than one fierce siege battle, the rampage of the alien demon tide, and bloody conflicts between cultivators over resource points.

The Hundred Battlefields truly live up to their name, where a cruel drama of survival and death unfolds every moment.

At the same time, he also saw more magnificent scenes.

A massive, mountain-like bronze chariot, pulled by nine scaly beasts with flames under their feet, rolled through the clouds. Banners fluttered on the chariot, embroidered with ferocious beast heads, exuding a fierce aura.

There was an exquisite and beautiful white jade flying boat, its hull swirling with seven-colored light. Several young cultivators, both men and women, stood at the bow, their auras ethereal. Their glances carried the unique superiority and indifference of disciples from the upper sects.

There were also sword cultivators who rode on swords, their sword energy soaring into the sky, their speed as fast as lightning; there were cultivators who rode strange demonic beasts, their roars shaking the surrounding area; and there were even those who directly tore through space to travel short distances, a skill that only cultivators at least at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm possessed!

All these colossal creatures and powerful individuals hurtling towards the northeast were heading in a strikingly similar direction. There, as if an invisible vortex was drawing the attention of everyone and every powerful figure in the Hundred Sects Battlefield.

Tianxuan City!