Martial Soul Hall's Number One Executioner, Qian Daoliu!

The day of the Seven Kill Sect's Matchmaking Assembly arrived right on schedule.

At the first light of dawn, the foot of the Seven Kill Sect's mountain gate was already crowded with various carriages and palanquins.

The mountain gate itself was packed with a sea of people.

Red silk ribbons draped from the lintels all the way to the ground, while numerous Seven Kill Sect disciples, all dressed in uniform cyan martial attire with long swords hanging at their waists, stood straight on both sides of the mountain path to maintain order.

"Hiss, these Seven Kill Sect disciples are truly extraordinary!"

"They look quite formidable. These disciples can't be more than twenty years old, yet they are all, without exception, Soul Ancestors!"

"I never expected the reclusive Seven Kill Sect to have such a deep foundation!"

A middle-aged soul master in a brocade robe wiped the sweat from his forehead while looking around, unable to help but exclaim, "With the Seven Kill Sect emerging into the world this time, I'm afraid it will truly cause a massive earthquake in the soul master world!"

His companion lowered his voice and replied, "You can say that again. I heard that it's not just sects coming this time; even the nobles from the Heaven Dou side have arrived!"

"That goes without saying. The feat of Chen Jianjun slaying a Title Douluo with three sword strikes has already spread across the entire continent. Who wouldn't want to come and see the truth for themselves?"

As the two were speaking, a commotion broke out ahead.

Someone exclaimed in a low voice, "Look! That's the Sect Master of the Seven Kill Sect!"

Chen Fan was wearing a black robe today, with the pattern of the Seven Kill Sword embroidered in silver thread along the cuffs and hem, and a dark red sash tied at his waist. He appeared a bit more composed than usual.

He stood on the high platform in front of the mountain gate, his gaze slowly sweeping over the dense crowd below, a gentle yet distant smile on his face.

Half a step behind him, Chen Xin stood with his hands behind his back, his white robes as pristine as snow. He watched the crowd below with an expressionless face, and the faint, lingering fluctuations of his Title Douluo Soul Power caused the soul masters in the front rows to hold their breath involuntarily.

"Sect Master Chen, I have long admired your name!"

"Sect Master Chen is young and promising; seeing you today, the rumors are indeed true!"

Chen Fan ignored these remarks, looking down at the crowd from his vantage point, and couldn't help but nod inwardly.

It really had to be said.

The quality of the women who came to participate in the matchmaking was much higher than that time in Star Luo City.

Perhaps it was because the news of Chen Jianjun slaying two Title Douluos had spread, causing the Seven Kill Sect's standing in the soul master world to rise by more than one level, which even prompted those forces that were originally sitting on the fence to start having ideas.

It seems fame is indeed more useful than anything else.

With this thought flashing through his mind, Chen Fan signaled for the First Elder beside him to announce the official start of the assembly.

"I announce, the Sev—"

The First Elder of the Seven Kill Sect cleared his throat and took a step forward, just about to announce the official start of the Matchmaking Assembly, when his peripheral vision caught a figure. Suddenly, his eyes widened, and his voice came to an abrupt halt!

His anomaly was too obvious.

Chen Fan and Chen Xin, standing beside him, were the first to notice the First Elder's hesitation. They tilted their heads slightly and followed his gaze.

It was a man dressed in a simple gray robe, looking to be in his early thirties with handsome features. He stood there without releasing any Soul Power fluctuations, his hands hanging naturally at his sides. He stood quietly on the periphery of the crowd, neither approaching nor leaving, blending in among the rogue soul masters and appearing completely unremarkable.

"Who is that?"

"I don't know..."

The unusual behavior of the three on the stage attracted the attention of many soul masters at this moment, and one by one, they couldn't help but follow their gaze.

Among them, an elderly Soul Douluo squinted his eyes in confusion at first, but then, as if he had realized something, his face turned deathly pale. "Damn it!"

"What is it?"

His companion noticed the anomaly, looked in the direction he was staring, and then froze as well!

"Wait, that... that is... Qian Daoliu?!"

"The Adjudicator Elder of the Martial Soul Hall? Why is he here!?"

"No, hasn't Qian Daoliu already retired from his position? How could we see him here!?"

Exclamations spread like ripples from the center of the crowd. Within a few short breaths, almost everyone had noticed the gray-robed man standing under the old locust tree.

The scene was quiet for a few seconds, then erupted into a roar of shock like a volcanic eruption, before falling into a deathly silence.

No one dared to move.

Those soul masters who had been chatting and laughing earlier were now petrified, their breathing suppressed to the lowest possible level.

Some subconsciously took half a step back, then stopped abruptly, terrified that making even the slightest sound would draw the other party's attention.

In the ears of the older generation of the soul master world, the name of Qian Daoliu was, without exaggeration, something that "made people tremble with fear."

During his tenure as the Adjudicator Elder of the Martial Soul Hall, his hands were stained with countless amounts of blood.

In those years, countless soul masters died under his sword, and among them, there was no lack of experts.

The number one executioner of the Martial Soul Hall!

This title was not earned in vain.

To this, Qian Daoliu did not care; he did not even have any reaction at all, calmly watching the front.

"Little Fan, be careful!"

Chen Xin moved half a step forward without a sound, shielding half of Chen Fan's body behind him, ready to strike at a moment's notice.

"Don't be nervous."

Chen Fan's voice was very soft. "He isn't here to fight."

Chen Xin did not reply, but the figure blocking Chen Fan's front did not step aside either.

Qian Daoliu remained standing where he was, neither walking forward nor turning to leave. His gaze slowly swept across the crowd before finally landing on the festive decorations upon the high platform. He couldn't help but feel a sense of trance, as if he were thinking of his beloved wife who had passed away in his middle age. Marriage... it has been several decades already. Xunji is nearly sixty.

Perhaps, by the time I emerge into the world again, it will be for Little Xue's wedding... A dozen years pass in the blink of an eye; it truly is fast...

Qian Daoliu gradually regained his composure, closed his eyes, and took a slightly deep breath.

Qian Renxue had only just turned a month old and couldn't even walk yet; thinking about such things now was indeed far too early.

Immediately after.

He seemed to notice the attention of the crowd and paused slightly. Then, with his hands clasped behind his back, he headed toward the banquet area on the other side and sat down with unhurried grace.

Seeing this, a soul master in the crowd couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "Is... is he here to wreck the place?"

"This, this isn't right, is it? Whenever Qian Daoliu appears, a storm of blood is bound to follow. This..."

The soul master who said this was immediately tugged by his companion's sleeve, signaling him to shut up, but it was already too late.

Many people followed this line of questioning, casting their gazes once more toward that gray-robed figure, their hearts rising to their throats.

Though the Seven Kill Sect was strong, if they were truly targeted by Qian Daoliu...

Their fate would be unpredictable indeed!

As the saying goes, a man's reputation is like the shadow of a tree.

Qian Daoliu had not been in seclusion for long, and there was no lack of older-generation soul masters present, so...

"Wait, that person beside Qian Daoliu... could it be Chen Jianjun, the one who slew two Title Douluo with three strikes in the Star Luo Imperial Family?"