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    After his breakthrough, several days remained until the scheduled departure to the True Martial Sacred Land with Hai Bonan.

    Qin Xuan halted his cultivation. Day and night, he shared the bed with Su Nianshuang and Jiang Fangmu.

    After all those days of hard cultivation, wasn’t he entitled to enjoy himself?

    These days, he gave it his all. He even consumed a drop of Yin-Yang Divine Deer Blood, transforming into a frenzied “brand pile-driver machine”!

    He also invented new formations.

    Like the “Crowd Formation” and the “Earth Formation”—both exceptionally stable structures for three-person battles.

    Su Nianshuang and Jiang Fangmu both gave “tidal wave”-like praise. Qin Xuan thoroughly enjoyed himself.

    And so, after consuming another drop of Yin-Yang Divine Deer Blood,

    Qin Xuan unleashed his might. He summoned his billions of descendant soldiers to launch a fierce assault on the women’s strongholds.

    Finally, on the day before heading to the True Martial Sacred Land, both women… hit the target once again!

    On the day of departure to the True Martial Sacred Land, Hai Bonan arrived as promised.

    “Huh? How come I can’t sense your cultivation level?”

    Seeing Qin Xuan, Hai Bonan couldn’t hide his astonishment.

    Last time he visited, he could clearly sense Qin Xuan’s exact realm.

    But now? He couldn’t see through Qin Xuan at all!

    Could Qin Xuan possibly catch up to him in just one or two short months?

    Impossible!

    “Entering the Sacred Land requires caution. I used my Sword Intent to seal my aura!”

    Qin Xuan replied with a smile.

    A sharp Sword Intent rose inside him, completely sealing his newly opened Solar Grotto-Heaven, not allowing the tiniest wisp of energy to leak out.

    Hai Bonan’s words reminded him—hiding his true level was indeed necessary for his trip to the True Martial Sacred Land.

    After all, the Sacred Land held many powerful figures. Plenty could see through his realm.

    “Ah, so that’s it! It’s wise to think that way. Caution is good!”

    Hai Bonan said, finally understanding.

    He sighed with relief. Were my own thoughts really possible? Could Qin Xuan’s realm soar that fast? Turns out he just sealed it with Sword Intent. Gave me a fright.

    “Very well. Since that’s settled, accompany me to the True Martial Sacred Land now!”

    Following Hai Bonan’s words, Qin Xuan nodded. He took Su Nianshuang and Jiang Fangmu’s hands and began the journey to the Sacred Land.

    The distance between Qingfeng City and the True Martial Sacred Land was vast, spanning several empires.

    Fortunately, both Qin Xuan and Hai Bonan were Colossus masters of the Grotto-Heaven Realm. They reached the Sacred Land swiftly.

    The Sacred Land’s gate stood nestled among towering mountains. Range after rolling mountain ridge coiled like giant dragons guarding the central True Martial Peak!

    Thick, spiritual mist filled the valleys, more breathtaking than any paradise.

    Beneath lay dozens of spiritual veins sleeping silently, providing endless spiritual energy to the Sacred Land.

    Then there was the towering, majestic gate itself, inscribed with the words “True Martial!”

    An aura resonated within the characters. Just standing before it stirred a fighting spirit in one’s heart.

    “No wonder three empires tried to kill me over a chance to join this Sacred Land. Its foundation truly runs deep!”

    Feeling the Sacred Land’s intense spiritual energy, Qin Xuan couldn’t help but feel impressed.

    No wonder the Sacred Land teemed with countless masters and Heaven’s Pride talents. Just the cultivation environment here was thousands of times better than those backwater empires!

    “Of course! Which of Youlong Domain’s Ten Thousand Year Sacred Lands doesn’t boast deep foundations?”

    “Now, let’s head straight to the Elder Hall.”

    With that, Hai Bonan led Qin Xuan, Su Nianshuang, and Jiang Fangmu towards the hall.

    Core Disciple status in the True Martial Sacred Land was the highest rank among disciples, second only to the Holy Son itself.

    The resources a Core Disciple received monthly far exceeded those of regular disciples.

    Hence, Hai Bonan, as a mere Deacon, couldn’t grant Core Disciple status directly.

    An Elder needed to evaluate Qin Xuan first before deciding!

    So, Qin Xuan’s trio followed Hai Bonan to the Elder Hall. Along the way, they drew the gaze and hushed whispers of many Sacred Land disciples.

    After all, a handsome man flanked by two beauties was an uncommon sight even here!

    “Who are the three behind Deacon Hai? They seem headed for the Elder Hall!”

    “Not sure, but maybe we should follow?”

    “Waah! That guy in white is gorgeous! How can anyone be this handsome? Puts our Artifact Forging Peak’s bunch of scraggly guys to shame!”

    “Hey! Stop bashing our peak! The Artifact Forging senior brothers are handsome, okay!?”

    “Covered in dust? Typical Artifact Forging Peak. Stop flattering yourself!”

    “Stop arguing! Look at those two girls! Both stunning! One looks so sweet and gentle, like a big sister next door. The other? Her legs are longer than my lifespan! Mesmerizing!”

    “Seriously! Even compared to the enchanting senior sister from Formation Path Peak or Sister Qiyue from Martial Path Peak—they hold their own!”

    “No way! What’s their relationship? Why’s the white-robed guy holding both girls’ hands?”

    “Siblings siblings siblings!! Please! Let them be siblings! And from the same mom and dad, please!”

    “Damn! That’s vicious!”

    Hearing the disciples’ chatter, Su Nianshuang and Jiang Fangmu couldn’t help but smile softly. Qin Xuan found it amusing.

    These Sacred Land disciples did seem more lively and naive than warriors outside.

    “We’re here. The Elder Hall.”

    “Three Elders are presiding today. I’d already spoken to them. If you can display Second-Layer Sword Intent, they’ll grant you Core Disciple status!”

    At the hall’s entrance, Hai Bonan explained. Qin Xuan nodded.

    Satisfied, Hai Bonan pushed open the heavy doors.

    But the moment he saw inside, his expression darkened abruptly.

    Noticing Hai Bonan’s shift, Qin Xuan looked into the hall.

    Instead of just the three Elders Hai Bonan mentioned, a fourth Elder stood inside!

    This Elder wore grey martial robes. His aura was vast and oppressive. His eyebrows arched sharply, giving him a fiercely stern appearance.

    Seeing this uninvited figure, Hai Bonan’s voice turned icy:

    “Liang Ting! What are you doing here?”

    Liang Ting—current mentor to the True Martial Saint! A genuine Divine Treasure Realm Marquis Elder!

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