Battle Through the Heavens: I Can Solidify All Talents

The spectacle was even livelier than when Xiao Heng had been born.

Inside the main hall of the Heavenly Emperor Palace, Xiao Qing sat in the seat of honor, an untouched cup of tea beside him.

Zi Yan wore a purple-gold gown today, with a dragon-phoenix jade hairpin tucked into her hair. She sat to Xiao Qing's right.

Yet the curve of her lips simply would not go down.

Her daughter had achieved greatness. As her mother, she was happier than anyone.

Xiao Huang'er sat to Xiao Qing's left. Little Dragon Phoenix had shrunk to the size of a palm and was dozing on her shoulder, its tail occasionally brushing against her earlobe.

She tried her best to put on the dignified bearing of an "Immortal Grade Heavenly Sovereign," but her eyes kept secretly glancing at the guests passing outside the hall. She could not hide the fresh excitement of a sixteen-year-old girl.

Xiao Qing's wives were seated in their respective places, a whole row of beautiful women gathered together.

Cao Ying and Lin Qingtian stood behind Old Yao. One disciple was radiant and poised, the other obedient and quiet, and they occasionally exchanged knowing glances.

Only, there was something faintly off about the way Cao Ying looked at Xiao Qing.

Xiao Xian'er and Xiao Xuan'er sat on either side of their younger sister.

Xiao Heng sat obediently beside Gu Xun'er.

The little fellow who had been born a Spirit Grade Heavenly Sovereign was nearly five years old now and had grown considerably taller. His clear eyes quietly observed the guests coming and going.

He said nothing, merely memorizing every face and aura in silence.

This was the first lesson Xiao Qing had taught him: when judging a person, first observe their aura.

Zhu Kun and Gu Yuan sat together.