I Can Solidify All Talents

Xiao Qing sat in the seat of honor at the head of the hall, with Qing Xuan seated to his left.

Today's reception was not particularly grand. After all, Huang Qing and Hei Jue were paying a "private visit," and Xiao Qing had no intention of putting on the pomp of receiving envoys.

Still, Qing Xuan had placed a pot of Spirit Tea on the table.

The Heavenly Court never lacked the proper courtesies.

Footsteps sounded outside the hall.

Huang Qing and Hei Jue entered one after the other, followed by two Immortal Grade Elders.

The moment they crossed the threshold, both men saw Xiao Qing seated in the place of honor.

Xiao Qing wore an ordinary azure robe today, his hair casually tied behind his head, his aura completely restrained.

A cup of steaming Spirit Tea sat on the table before him.

He did not look like a Heavenly Emperor, but rather an idle man waiting for old friends.

Yet Huang Qing and Hei Jue did not see him that way.

They could feel it.

Though the aura around Xiao Qing had not been released, it was like an invisible wall enveloping the entire hall.

Huang Qing and Hei Jue exchanged a glance, and the same thought flashed through both their minds.

He was stronger than before.

"Please, have a seat." Xiao Qing raised a hand.

Huang Qing and Hei Jue took their seats, while the four Immortal Grade Elders retreated to either side of the doors, scarcely daring to breathe.

A maid poured each of them a cup of tea.

After thanking her, Huang Qing lifted his cup and gulped down half of it, as though bolstering his courage.

Xiao Qing looked at the two leaders of the Primordial God Clan before him. He did not rush to