Your path-I saw it too

"Is he starting to forge his own path...?"

A hint of appreciation flashed in Qin Wangchuan's eyes. "It is indeed fate."

After a moment's thought, he gave the instructions to Meng Yu.

"Send someone to tell him, just say—"

"I saw it, his way."

Each goes their own way, no need for many words.

That one sentence, "I saw it," is enough.

Upon hearing this, Meng Yu felt a surge of respect.

Your Young Master, are not a condescending judgment, but a distant recognition, a testament to the progress of those on the same path, and carry great weight.

He was about to summon one of his disciples to deliver the message, but then he reconsidered and felt it was inappropriate.

Such solemn words, delivered personally by this elder of the Wen Dao Palace, truly demonstrate sincerity and respect.

"Young Master, please go ahead. I will handle the matter personally."

Meng Yu clasped his hands in a fist salute, and with a flicker of his figure, he vanished silently, disappearing as if into the shadows.

Meanwhile, in the city...

Wang Qiming is in trouble.

This once proud and imposing young Prodigy on the ring now bears the marks of time and somberness in his eyes.

One reason is the various obstacles and misunderstandings he encountered in putting his ideals into practice.

The more direct trouble comes from the person right in front of you—

A girl in dazzling colorful clothes, with stunningly beautiful features, yet with an arrogant demeanor like a peacock spreading its tail feathers.

She is Cai Yi, born in the same world as Wang Qiming, in the "Heavenly Sparrow Dynasty", which dominates a region of the demon realm.

She was Princess of the Peacock Clan, who held a highly respected position in the imperial court.

The two had dealt with each other more than once or twice, and friction was constant.

Her sudden appearance in Middle Thousand Provinces, this border town, clearly indicates that she has ill intentions.

"Wang Qiming, I never imagined you would hide in such a remote and impoverished place to pursue your ridiculous ideals."

Princess Cai Yi spoke sharply, her gaze sweeping over the several guards in the hall, their faces bruised and swollen.

That was a casual reprimand she gave just now.

Wang Qiming's face darkened. "Giving up a perfectly good Princess to come to Middle Thousand Provinces just to cause trouble?"

"Ha?"

"Looking for trouble?"

Cai Yi scoffed, her eyes flashing with undisguised contempt. "The mere third Crown Prince of the Crimson Radiance Dynasty thinks too highly of himself."

"If it weren't for accompanying Brother Cheng Yu to seek fortuitous opportunity here, who would want to set foot in this godforsaken place?"

As she spoke, she stepped aside, revealing the boy who had been standing quietly behind her.

The young man was about twenty years old, with gentle features and clear eyes.

His face wasn't exceptionally handsome, but he possessed a clear and clean-cut air about him.

It was the "Brother Cheng Yu" that Cai Yi had mentioned.

"But this place of yours is really awful."

Cai Yi continued her sarcasm, her gaze sweeping over the angry but silent subordinates behind Wang Qiming. "With your measly abilities, you think you can stop me?"

"Sir, she attacked first and then twisted the truth..." a guard with minor injuries whispered.

Wang Qiming raised his hand to stop the voices behind him, and took a deep breath:

"This is Middle Thousand Provinces, not your ancient dynasty."

He took a step forward, his aura rising steadily, like a silent mountain standing between the streets and alleys.

"Leave my city within ten breaths."

"Or, I could personally 'send' you off."

Caiyi narrowed her Cai Yi eyes, and a faint light appeared on her colorful clothes, as if she was about to unleash her power.

"Cai Yi."

The young man behind her, Cheng Yu, spoke softly, his voice gentle yet carrying a reassuring strength, "Never mind."

He moved his lips slightly and transmitted his voice:

"The True Dragon Tribe is about to be born; it's best not to cause trouble now."

Upon hearing Cai Yi's face flashed with reluctance, but she actually restrained her aura.

She rolled her eyes at Wang Qiming and said disdainfully, "Who cares about you!"

Then, turning to Cheng Yu, she immediately changed to a charming and obedient demeanor, nodding:

"Alright, I'll listen to Brother Cheng Yu."

After saying that, the two turned around and left as if no one else was there.

Wang Qiming frowned, his gaze lingering for a moment on Cheng Yu's retreating figure.

He had dealt with Cai Yi several times in the Upper Thousand Provinces and knew that this Princess was arrogant and domineering, and extremely difficult to deal with. He had never seen her so obedient to anyone.

Who exactly is this Cheng Yu?

"Sir, who is that woman...?"

His trusted confidant asked in a low voice, his face still showing resentment and lingering fear.

They knew that their master came from a powerful Imperial Dynasty in the Upper Realm and had an extraordinary status.

The fact that that woman could leave so brazenly, even though she clearly knew all this, suggests she must be someone even more terrifying.

"The Princess of the Heavenly Sparrow Dynasty in Upper Thousand Provinces."

"The person herself isn't anything special, the key is that behind her is someone known as the 'Demon Ancestor'," Wang Qiming said in a deep voice, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

That person was High Antiquity emperor, far beyond the reach of our Old Ancestor.

Fortunately, no major disaster occurred today.

"I'm sorry to have troubled you brothers. I have some healing pills and Spirit Stone here as compensation. Please distribute them."

Upon hearing this, the confidant's anger subsided slightly, replaced by gratitude. "Thank you, sir!"

After cleaning up the mess, Wang Qiming rubbed his temples.

Although this Two Realms City is still in its infancy and is plagued by constant conflicts, it has finally gotten on the right track.

Perhaps it's time to return to the Upper Thousand Provinces to handle some matters and seek more support.

As he was pondering this, a sudden chill ran through him, and he abruptly looked up!

On the roof above, a person was sitting silently, without anyone noticing.

The man was dressed in Black Clad, his face obscured by shadows, and he was casually swinging his leg, his gaze seemingly fixed on him.

When?!

Wang Qiming's muscles tensed instantly, his Spiritual Power surging, and he asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

Meng Yu did not answer his question, but simply looked down at him for a few moments.

'I'm a little disappointed.'

I thought that since the Young Master valued him so highly, the person who specially delivered the message must be an outstanding individual.

Although she's not bad, with a commanding presence and very smooth interpersonal skills, she just doesn't quite live up to expectations.

'Maybe my standards have become too high?'

Thinking of this, Meng Yu shook his head inwardly, then said, "My young Young Master sent me to deliver a message."

He said--

"I have seen your path."

"Have you seen my path?"

Countless faces and names flashed through Wang Qiming's mind in an instant, but none of them corresponded to the scene before him or this unfathomable and profound statement. His heart was filled with doubt.

Who is your young Young Master?

However, just as he tried to ask further questions, the Shadow Figure vanished like smoke, as if it had never existed.

Only one lingering note remained echoing in the same spot.

"My Young Master's surname is Qin."

Qin?!

Wang Qiming's pupils suddenly contracted.

The surprise on his face was instantly replaced by an indescribable joy!

It's Qin Wangchuan!

That Divine Son of the Qin Clan!

He's actually... here?

He saw this city, and he saw what I was doing?

Almost instinctively, Wang Qiming lifted his foot, wanting to rush out to find the person.

But as soon as he took a step, he abruptly stopped.

Since the other party sent a messenger instead of appearing in person, it means they have either already left, or... do not wish to meet for the time being.

But--

"Did you see that...?"

Wang Qiming repeated the sentence in a low voice, a surge of hot emotion welling up in his heart.

That feeling of being recognized by someone more capable is far better than any praise.

"Your path, your Supernatural Law... I've seen them too."

"Very impressive."