A Show of Strength

"Greetings, Senior King Wu! My father has always held you in high regard, and I have admired you for a long time!"

At the sight of Qin Martial King Ying Dang and Lord Wumeng Meng Shuo, Hua Qiandai's face paled. Though badly shaken, she forced herself to lower her stance and pay her respects.

By rights, Hua Qiandai was now a Loose Immortal herself and had no need to address King Wu of Qin as her senior.

But Qin Martial King Ying Dang truly was an old monster of an even earlier generation than Wulin Myth and Evil King. Even Wulin Myth Lord Canghai and Evil King Zhao Gao had addressed him as senior. Though Hua Qiandai was showing weakness, no one could fault her for it.

"Heh... No need for that. Wulin Myth truly lived up to his name—a peerless hero of breathtaking talent. Not only did he surpass us latecomers, he became the youngest person ever to ascend. Alas, I was in seclusion, cultivating a divine art, and missed the sight of his ascension. Otherwise, I might have greatly shortened the time until my own!"

Qin Martial King smiled and spoke without the slightest hesitation, leaning into his seniority. He plainly carried himself like an elder.

Hua Qiandai privately curled her lip. Qin Martial King had been too afraid of Qin Shi Huang to leave seclusion, yet he called it "cultivating a divine art"?

Besides, if merely watching an ascension could make someone ascend, Immortal Fruit would not be worth so much!

And who was Wulin Myth? Whatever his age, he was a legend who had successfully ascended. What right did Qin Martial King have to put himself on the same level? Even calling Lord Canghai "senior" would depend on Lord Canghai's mood.

Her thoughts turned, and Hua