Everyone present clearly understood the weight of Qin Xin's words.
After all, when had this renowned Qin Xin ever praised anyone like that?
Of course, Han Xuanji's performance completely won over everyone present.
At this very moment, Shallow Dream Pavilion, in a private room that is not open to the public.
The room was small, but the furnishings were extremely exquisite. Several ancient paintings hung on the walls, with profound artistic conceptions and a subtle Daoist charm.
The aroma of tea wafted from the table, and two cups of clear tea were steaming hot.
A young man stood with his hands behind his back by the window, his gaze falling on the terrace below through a specially made Spirit Artifact.
His face bore a resemblance to Xiao Yan's, but Xiao Yan possessed a more effeminate quality, with an unfathomable depth in his brows.
"Brother, this is the friend you've chosen? He's quite good."
Xiao Chen withdrew his gaze, turned to look at Xiao Yan sitting to the side, a faint smile on his lips.
Xiao Yan leaned back in his chair, toying with a jade wine cup in his hand, his smugness undisguised.
"Of course, those whom I, Xiao Yan, have chosen would never be mediocre. Brother Han's talent surpasses even mine."
"Oh?"
Xiao Chen raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
He knew his elder brother all too well.
Xiao Yan was inherently arrogant, so the fact that he gave such high praise to a cultivator of unknown origin truly surprised him.
"Yeah?"
Xiao Chen chuckled softly and sat down opposite Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan downed the wine in his cup in one gulp, his gaze falling on Xiao Chen:
"But you didn't come here specifically to see him, did you?"
Xiao Chen's smile faded slightly.
He picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and spoke slowly and deliberately:
"Your father is also under a lot of pressure, and many people have already started to have opinions about you. My mission here is to bring you back."
Xiao Yan frowned.
The Great Sheng Sacred Dynasty reveres the bloodline cultivation method, which is the foundation of its existence.
As a prince who awakened a top-tier bloodline, Xiao Yan abandoned the Dao of the Bloodline and instead devoted himself to cultivating the Dao of Principle. In the eyes of many, this was itself a kind of "heretical" act.
If everyone followed suit, wouldn't that shake the very foundation of the Great Sheng?
Xiao Yan put down his wine cup and remained silent for a moment.
He certainly understood this principle.
The Great Sheng Sacred Dynasty does not need a " Sage of the Dao of Principle ".
Even the most powerful Sage are not lacking in the Great Sheng.
What they lack is an heir who can inherit the Saint King Bloodline and continue the fortune of the Holy Dynasty, or a peerless figure who can surpass the Saint King.
Clearly, Xiao Yan's performance was not enough to impress the elders of the royal family.
"Cultivating the Dao of Principle takes time. If I go back now, all my previous efforts will be in vain."
Give me some time, and I will prove that I too can reach the top, and even surpass my ancestors.
Xiao Yan said calmly.
"Surpassing our ancestors?"
Xiao Chen raised an eyebrow slightly, but didn't continue, because Xiao Yan's words were too far removed from reality.
"I hope that before I leave, I can have a friendly exchange with Brother Han, or even bring him to Great Sheng, as this place cannot accommodate him."
In the Great Sheng Sacred Dynasty, there are many geniuses who cultivate the Dao of Principle, but in Xiao Yan's eyes, they are nothing special.
"Really? I'm also looking forward to seeing how my brother has changed over the years."
Xiao Chen smiled, his eyes narrowed, making it impossible to read his thoughts.
Xiao Yan looked at him, a slight chill running down his spine.
Even Xiao Yan was somewhat wary of this half-brother, unsure of the other's true stance.
Wouldn't it be more beneficial for Xiao Chen if he didn't return to Great Sheng?
One less competitor, one less person to share the pie...
Xiao Yan suppressed these thoughts in his heart, keeping his expression unchanged:
"You'll know when you get back to Great Sheng."
Xiao Chen smiled and didn't press the matter.
He picked up his teacup, gently blew away the foam, and gazed through the steam from the tea onto the terrace outside the window.
"Interesting."
Xiao Chen said something in a low voice, it was unclear whether he was referring to Han Xuanji or Xiao Yan.
This conversation was certainly not the end; they still needed to negotiate.
Of course, not everyone in Great Sheng was pessimistic about Xiao Yan, so they couldn't use overly drastic methods to bring him back.
The main purpose this time was to have Xiao Yan go back and demonstrate his achievements.
On the other side.
Han Xuanji nodded slightly in response to Qin Xin's praise, but his gaze fell on Baili Qianchi was kneeling on the ground.
Baili Qianchi had already come to his senses, his heart pounding wildly, clearly not yet fully recovered.
Once the arena quieted down, he took a deep breath and slowly said:
"I lost. Wu Congshan ordered me to deal with you."
Baili Qianchi accepted his defeat wholeheartedly and, without any hesitation, directly betrayed Wu Congshan.
Of course, having signed the contract, if he didn't speak up, he would be cutting off his own future.
Among the surrounding crowd, many people clearly recognized the significance of this name, and they immediately began whispering and discussing it among themselves.
The fact that the adopted son of the Heavenly Martial Sect Master is S-Rank Talent and a renowned figure among the younger generation will likely spread throughout Thousand Souls City very soon.
A slight smile curved Han Xuanji's lips; he was naturally not surprised by the name.
This is what he's been waiting for.
If his only goal was to defeat Baili Qianchi, he would have won the moment the music began.
But winning against Baili Qianchi is only a temporary victory; what's truly useful is getting him to reveal the mastermind behind the scenes in front of everyone.
Since the other party wanted to harm him, he didn't mind putting everything out in the open.
Given the current strength of both sides, Hun Qianxue's faction naturally holds an absolute advantage, with most of the clan elders standing on his side.
Han Xuanji mainly lacked a piece of evidence. As long as he could arouse Hun Qianxue's vigilance, he could then legitimately reveal the information he had previously gathered.
When the time comes, we'll naturally have to settle things properly.
Han Xuanji takes her safety very seriously.
Hun Qianling understood everything at that moment.
" Xuanji, don't worry, I will inform my elder brother about this."
Hun Qianling's tone was unusually serious.
"Now that someone has started making a move, it won't be the only time. Your safety is our responsibility, and we, your siblings, will never stand idly by."
Han Xuanji looked down at Hun Qianling's serious, almost nervous expression, and felt a slight warmth in his heart. He nodded.
"Okay, thank you very much then."
He paused, then continued calmly.
Now that things have been clarified and we've eaten, let's go.
Just as Han Xuanji turned to leave with Hun Qianling, Qin Xin's voice came from behind.
"Fellow Daoist Han, please wait."
Han Xuanji paused and turned around.
Qin Xin remained standing in the same spot, her moon-white dress fluttering gently in the breeze, and a different expression appeared on her cool face.
It was a gaze that carried a hint of curiosity and inquiry.
"Fellow Daoist Han,"
Her voice softened, losing the businesslike aloofness she had displayed when the musician spoke to guests earlier.
"I have a favor to ask. May I stay a moment and play a piece for you alone, Qin Xin?"