Chapter 27 027[VIP]

Dark clouds rolled, leaving only a single ray of light piercing the heavens and earth.

With a single boom, a silver dragon flashed like the sharpest arrow, the swiftest spear, slamming down fiercely.

Those present might have cried out in surprise, or perhaps not.

But in the roar, everyone's faces paled, their voices drowned out.

Only Guan Qi, the one who had previously murdered in rage, was suddenly enveloped in an indescribable silver glow.

The hearts of everyone in the Misty Heaven Alliance hung in the balance.

Just now... just now, it was merely a man-made explosion. The Seventh Saint Master had been unable to escape the flames, almost leading one to suspect he had perished. Now, a flash of lightning descended.

Human power seemed insignificant beneath the overwhelming might of heaven!

Furthermore, the sheer speed of this all-out blast made it even harder to react and dodge than the previous explosion.

"Heaven will not tolerate this, Heaven will not tolerate this..." Even a martial arts master like Zhuge Shenhou stared wide-eyed at the first clash of thunder, unable to recover immediately.

Only as the silver light faded did he utter a vague sigh.

Heaven will not tolerate this.

Heaven will not tolerate this!

It seemed only these four words could describe Guan Qi's current state.

Mi Youqiao was already considered one of the world's most powerful masters, otherwise he wouldn't have been a royal servant. But before Guan Qi's casual move, he melted away like spring snow, helpless and helpless, dying as easily as an ant.

With such strength, he could indeed, as he so brazenly claimed, "The Son of Heaven is but a mortal," or even "Man is God."

The collapse of world order, the loss of imperial power, was a matter of a single wave of his hand.

How could Heaven tolerate this?

Guan Qi could only, and must, suffer such punishment.

Yet, within the final glow of the silver light, a voice, faint at first, yet powerful in every word, suddenly rang out.

It seemed to echo in everyone's ears.

"Heaven will not tolerate me—I will tolerate myself!"

Then came a laugh equally thunderous.

"Seventh Saint Master!"

The less powerful members of the Misty Heaven Alliance felt a rumbling in their ears the moment Guan Qi spoke again, as if they, too, had been struck by the thunder. But upon realizing who had spoken, their confidence returned.

They also witnessed a sword beam, more powerful than the one that had slain Mi Youqiao, pointing skyward.

Even like a child pointing a sword at an adult, it stubbornly thrust its sword towards the heavens, issuing a resounding declaration, "Heaven will not tolerate me—I will tolerate myself!"

The silver light finally dissipated at these words, leaving only the Seventh Saint Master, whose body was his sword.

Even Shi Qingruo could hardly help but cast aside all previous calculations and view him with the eyes of a jianghu man.

Guan Qi's declaration, likewise, was devoid of the machinations of Bianjing, the chaos of the court, and the infighting within the martial arts world. Instead, it was the purest pursuit of martial arts. He

might not quite qualify as a "knight," but

he certainly lived up to the word "martial." His clothes, ravaged by the thunderbolt, were even more tattered than before. Even his hair, as if scorched by fire, appeared shorter than before. But his gaze now seemed imbued with a gleam of lightning, a stark clarity.

The lightning had passed.

No one could connect him with the crazed Guan Shengzhu of earlier.

He had undoubtedly regained his composure.

The thunderbolt and the current state of his internal energy left no doubt that he had completely stabilized this state.

The instant they realized this, the members of the Misty Heaven Alliance erupted in ecstasy.

Most of those who had chosen to join the Misty Heaven Alliance were drawn to Guan Qi's martial arts prowess. They firmly believed that a single, supremely skilled leader could resolve most of the jianghu's troubles and command obedience.

So, with Guan Qi, now, before the eyes of the public, unstoppable, becoming the unrivaled leader, unstoppable even by the laws of nature, what could possibly hinder the expansion of the Mi Tian League?

Some, more radical, would argue that Guan Qi should have killed not only Mi Youqiao, who had aided Fang Yingkan, but also Zhuge Shenhou and Fang Geyin, the troublemakers.

The Mi Tian League's name seemed destined for greatness!

Under Guan Qi's guidance, unifying the martial world was no mere pipe dream.

However, before they could realize these fantasies, the situation shifted again.

"...The wind is rising?"

Wang Xiaoshi glanced doubtfully, realizing it wasn't an illusion.

Instead, the wind's direction had shifted dramatically in an instant, from the original east wind to

a force of wind coming from all directions,

all rushing towards Guan Qi!

In the blink of an eye, the gentle breeze transformed into a mighty gust of wind.

Shi Qingruo raised her sleeve to block the wind, but was nearly blinded by the sudden turbulence of wind and sand. She could only vaguely make out that around Guan Qi, his previously calm internal energy had suddenly become chaotic again.

His figure seemed to be submerged in the wind, or distortedly reflected in the waves.

No!

It was more like the very space around Guan Qi was vibrating, shattering like a mirror.

Almost instantly, the dark clouds in the sky, which had ceased to roll, began to flash again.

It seemed as if a new bolt of lightning would strike Guan Qi in the next moment.

But first, Guan Qi's words came softly: "I'm leaving."

Leaving? Where?

Everyone's questions were swallowed up by the wind, except Guan Qi, who suddenly burst into laughter again, his voice rising to the heavens and reverberating: "Hahahaha! Heaven's laws are impartial, I alone am a hero. If Heaven's laws cannot tolerate me, I will shatter the void."

"I've been trapped by love, living in a muddle for over a decade. It turns out all I need is this moment to part the clouds and see the sun, to glimpse the true realm of martial arts!"

Just this final step!

"Master Madam!" Su Mengzhen instinctively reached out to pull, but the half-sleeve slipped through his grasp.

Before Guan Qi could finish his words, the crimson figure, barely able to utter a short cry of surprise, was suddenly swept up by the fierce wind, swept into the chaos of light and shadow.

With an utterly overwhelming force, it landed

right in front of Guan Qi. In that instant, Su Mengzhen even temporarily forgot about the red sleeve blade Shi Qingruo had used, leaving only two terrifying speculations.

Guan Qi, having gained a profound understanding of the martial arts, was about to shatter the void and depart. Was he planning to take Shi Qingruo with him? Or, like Yuan Shisanxian, who killed his wife Zhi Xiaojing after mastering the Heartbroken Arrow, Guan Qi would sever all ties with this place before departing, killing his wife to prove his faith.

His eyes flashed, and he instinctively grasped the Red Sleeve Blade once again.

It seemed not only because he could hardly find another partner as like-minded and coordinated as Shi Qingruo, but also because...

Guan Qi's voice rang out again: "I owe you three favors."

The wind howled, sand swirled.

From the outside, it was difficult to see what was happening, but Guan Qi's words rang through clearly, carrying a calming power.

Shi Qingruo suppressed the brief pause in his heartbeat, recovering from the shock. Even the words she asked lingered in a lingering sense of shock. "So?"

She had to admit, having already prepared for a gamble when she released the system's control over Guan Qi's emotions.

Even so, she still felt the usual fear and trepidation.

It wasn't until Guan Qi's words, devoid of any murderous intent, and his expression, reverting to a pure, innocent expression, that she finally let her heart settle.

She finally had the energy to observe Guan Qi's current state more closely.

"You can't look." A mist enveloped her eyes, like a hand shattering them. "I don't know the source of your martial arts, but I do know that you're still pursuing a quick path. The true meaning of the martial art of shattering the void is still too profound for you."

"I also don't know where you came from, or how I could have mistaken you for a novice, but as I said before, I owe you three favors."

He saw clearly.

Because of his previous frenzy, he saw more clearly than most.

The Misty Heaven Alliance occupies a crucial position in Bianjing. Regardless of whether its leader has truly been insane for years, once factional strife and power struggles erupt, no one can remain unaffected. Even Guan Qi himself, due to his immense strength and contradictory decisiveness, could easily become a victim.

In the martial arts world, martial arts are common, capable of manipulating the minds of others. Even though Guan Qi's inner strength surpasses others, he cannot guarantee his safety.

However, a sudden twist arises.

Shi Qingruo's presence has certainly given him a foretaste of what it's like to be manipulated, but she harbors no ill will toward either him, Guan Qi, or the Misty Heaven Alliance. Instead, she orchestrated the clash involving Fang Geyin, Mi Youqiao, and Zhuge Shenhou, allowing him to completely shatter his consciousness and regain consciousness under the combined force of the Nongyan Spear and the explosion.

The Misty Heaven Alliance owes her a favor, and Guan Qi owes her even more.

The latter, in particular, deserves to be called a lifelong benefactor.

He never engages in shameless behavior, so how could he repay kindness with enmity?

As for the other favor…

He peered out through the raging wind, seemingly poised to collapse at any moment. Even he couldn't make out the faces outside, only vaguely catching sight of a face that had once haunted him.

Yet, in the moment of his martial arts advancement, he seemed to remember that unforgettable relationship, and it seemed as if, with the scattered lightning, the regret and obsession within had transformed into relief.

Knowing that Wen Xiaobai was still alive was enough for him. Perhaps, knowing he was gone, she no longer needed to retreat to the mountains and rivers as before, but could live her life to the fullest.

As for their daughter, raised by Lei Sun, her future was her own choice. Life or death, to him, a man about to shatter the void, held no relevance.

His final task now lay before him.

"I never owe favors to anyone."

He even refused to appreciate most of the things he'd done.

But the debt owed to these three people was too great. If he wanted to leave without regrets and pursue a higher realm, he had to repay this debt of gratitude.

Shi Qingruo clenched her teeth.

She couldn't see Guan Qi's expression, but she could feel a hand on her back the moment he finished speaking, and a surge of internal energy poured into her body.

Guan Qi's moves were domineering, and invisible sword energy was integrated into every move. This palm strike was like an invisible sword, cleaving her in half from head to toe.

On the tip of her tongue, she could instantly taste a fishy and sweet taste.

But she already had internal energy flowing throughout her body, and she was not completely ignorant of martial arts. After she separated a trace of consciousness from the excruciating pain, she clearly felt that within her meridians, which had been violently split, a new internal energy was slowly flowing, until it flowed throughout her body, slowly growing from a trickle into a river.

The cold sweat that formed on her forehead from the pain quickly soaked the strands of hair at her temples, yet it didn't disturb her concentration in the slightest. Instead, she swiftly mobilized the Taixuan Jing internal energy she'd acquired during the third round of the game, transforming this external force into her own with swiftness.

In this moment of rapid change, she couldn't discern whether her previous actions had prepared her body to accommodate external internal energy, or whether Guan Qi's reaching a new level had profoundly transformed his internal energy, making it possible to transmit it.

Shi Qingruo knew only that she had to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to justify the calculated plan she had been making since arriving at the Misty Heaven Alliance.

As his internal energy flowed, Guan Qi spoke again.

His previous words, after "You can't look," had been carried away by the wind, hidden from the ears of others. But now, he spoke with a calm and unrestrained voice, echoing through the room.

"I will grant you ten years of internal cultivation. With your natural talent for martial arts, you will surely gain something."

— These were his words to Shi Qingruo.

Repaying his first favor.

The second favor, if Shi Qingruo were to say it, had already been repaid when Guan Qi had just cried out "Six and a Half Hall" after being attacked.

With these words in hand, she could accomplish so many useful things.

And that final favor…

It was a clear-headed and decisive handover, a testament to her trust in her "benefactor.

" "After I depart, the position of leader of the Seven Saints of the Mystical Heaven Alliance will pass to Shi Qingruo."

He didn't mention the need to unite all parties and make the Mystical Heaven Alliance flourish.

For Guan Qi, these words were enough.

All they saw was the figure previously caught in the fierce wind, being carried out again.

The wind suddenly intensified several times during this change, no longer converging from the periphery toward the center, but instead flowing back from the center to the four directions.

The fierce wind made it even harder to see what was happening before them. They couldn't even see the wife of the Saint Master of the Misty Heaven Alliance... no, rather, the fate of the Seventh Saint Master of the Misty Heaven Alliance.

When everyone looked up again, she was pale, her face still pale, and the cold sweat still lingering on her forehead, but she was standing firmly in the ruined arena.

She stood there, slowly looking up.

A rift in the previously dark, cloudy sky had opened, casting a bright light from the clouds behind. Guan

Qi's presence was nowhere to be seen beneath this rift.

Only a crack in the ground and the lingering traces of sword energy testified to his presence.

...

"So the Misty Heaven Alliance once again failed to select its fifth and sixth Holy Lords?"

It sounded like a curse.

The previous Fifth and Sixth Holy Lords had defected to foreign enemies, attempting to assassinate the Misty Heaven Alliance's leaders, only to be killed on the spot, serving as bait for the enemy. The

next Fifth and Sixth Holy Lords had already been chosen, but one of them had first provoked a lunatic like Tang Ling during his first competition, and then, during his second, had drawn the wrath of the Divine Power Marquisate and the Changkong Gang.

It's said that when Guan Qi shattered the void that day, the quasi-Five Saint Lord was too close. While he wasn't reduced to a headless corpse like Mi Youqiao, the strong winds severed his meridians, leaving him completely crippled. He was then judged guilty, completely devastated overnight.

"Is there anyone who dares to take on the role of the Five Saint Lord?" he asked.

His companion almost rolled his eyes. "Now is the time to worry about the Five Saint Lord? We should also consider the Seven Saint Lords."

Guan Qi pursued the limits of martial arts, shattering the void. For the Misty Heaven Alliance, the loss of such a supreme master was undoubtedly a huge loss.

Given the Misty Heaven Alliance's mixed composition, such a figure was greatly needed to lead the charge.

Now that he's gone, he's left behind only a martial arts legend. Perhaps for a year or two, it might provide enough of a deterrent to prevent other factions from taking advantage of the chaos and attacking the Misty Heaven Alliance. But over time, there's no guarantee someone won't attempt to sow discord between the Misty Heaven Alliance and the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower, waiting for an opportunity to attack the more vulnerable Misty Heaven Alliance.

As for Shi Qingruo, the newly appointed Seventh Saint Master, equivalent to the leader of the Misty Heaven Alliance...

To this day, most people in Bianjing still remember her as Guan Qi's wife.

No one even imagined she would become the successor. Anyone

lucky enough to have been in the arena that day would have witnessed the shock on the faces of so many people when Guan Qi uttered those words.

However, upon closer examination, she has accomplished so much since joining the Misty Heaven Alliance that she can't be considered just the wife of an ordinary gang leader.

On the day of the catastrophe, Su Mengzhen and she had numerous interactions, clearly convincing her that the alliance between the Misty Heaven Alliance and the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower was her orchestration.

After all, Guan Qi couldn't have accomplished such a feat in his previous state.

The primary victim of this alliance was Lei Sun, the head of the Six and a Half Sect. His injury at the hands of Shi Qingruo's Peacock Feather was entirely justified.

The second victim, Huo Xiu, was defeated by Wang Xiaoshi and Bai Choufei, also at the behest of Shi Qingruo, bringing a truly commendable achievement and profit to the Misty Heaven Alliance.

Then came Fang Yingkan's death at the hands of Shi Qingruo and the blind woman.

Faced with irrefutable evidence of treason, lending money, oppressing the people, and persecuting decent women, even Fang Geyin dared not speak out. He sought justice for Fang Yingkan and instead petitioned the Emperor, requesting an accounting for his crimes and condemning his own poor parenting.

These three had once been considered influential figures in the martial arts world, but they met their deaths one after another in early spring, becoming nothing more than stepping stones for Shi Qingruo's prestige. And

now, before the Void Shattering, Guan Qi had filled in her last remaining martial arts shortcoming...

"The world of Bianjing's martial arts world is about to undergo another transformation,"

he had barely uttered when his companion pulled him aside.

The two of them stopped as they watched several wushu figures hurried past.

The foremost, dressed in a moon-white robe, high white socks, and powder-bottomed slippers, looked far more refined and refined than the average martial artist. But his face, instead of a scholarly, demure mask, bore a fierce, fierce gaze.

He walked forward with a steady gaze, as if he had something urgent to attend to, or perhaps simply because he paid no heed to the glances directed his way.

"That's..."

"Hush, that's Deng Cangsheng, the Fourth Saint Master of the Misty Heaven Alliance,"

another person asked curiously. "Wasn't he transferred out of Bianjing earlier?"

The question had barely escaped his lips when he suddenly realized it was a question with a clear answer; it didn't even need asking.

The Misty Heaven Alliance's seven leaders had all been replaced, and it would have been inappropriate for the third or fourth Saint Master to remain outside the capital.

They might have been removed from the center of power previously due to suspected ties to the Liufenbantang, but now, with the Liufenbantang's fall and the Misty Heaven Alliance in need of personnel, they could be reassigned!

...

Deng Cangsheng and Ren Guishen arrived at the Misty Heaven Alliance's headquarters, one after the other. They gazed at the newly painted plaque, exchanged glances, and took a deep breath before crossing the threshold again.

The shattered wooden fragments of the arena had long since been cleared from the area. The soil and stone slabs disintegrated by the underground explosives had also been filled back in. Only a few curtains remained hanging in one corner, obscuring something.

Thinking of the scene they had missed earlier, and how earth-shattering it had been, as recounted by others, the two men lowered their heads again until they reached their seats in the main hall.

Looking around, they saw the hall was already packed with people, both seated and standing. They were surprisingly late.

Looking closer, they saw that while Shi Qingruo hadn't made today's meeting as grand as the previous tournament, he had summoned all the prominent figures in the Misty Heaven Alliance.

Perhaps only those on official business, too far from the capital, were absent from the meeting.

Ren Guishen glanced at the crowd again and noticed that Madam Shi's friends, as well as Boss Yan and others who were staying temporarily due to Huo Xiu's situation, were absent.

This undoubtedly meant that this was a leadership change within the Misty Heaven Alliance.

Deng Cangsheng removed his mask and, in a voice only the two of them could hear, asked, "Without outsiders, do you think... will the Seventh Saint Lord target us?" Ren Guishen

hesitated for a moment, then shook his head, though a chill ran down his spine.

If they really wanted to be held accountable, they could have done it long ago. Why wait until today?

The new Holy Lord could forgive the two of them and win over some of the people in the alliance.

As for the new official's killing of a chicken to scare the monkeys...

He glanced at the corner and thought to himself, isn't there another one?

Just as he thought of this, he heard a commotion outside, followed by a clear reminder.

"The Seventh Holy Lord is here—"

The new Seventh Holy Lord has arrived!

Ren Guishen hurriedly lowered his head and held his breath, doing his best to reduce his presence.

It wasn't until Shi Qingruo entered the hall that he finally realized his moment of daze. From then on, he had to adapt as quickly as possible. The title "Seventh Saint Master" no longer referred to Guan Qi, but to the former wife of the Saint Master!

He carefully looked up and was startled again.

The woman carrying a sword was unusually dressed in white, but it was patterned with gold silk clouds and trimmed with dark black, adding a touch of solemnity. Far from being dull, the black and white accentuated the exquisite splendor of her features.

The lighter the color, the more intense the color.

Guan Qi had shattered the void and departed, unsure of her chance of return. For her, it was no different from the loss of her husband. This attire was particularly appropriate for the situation.

Or perhaps, the plain black and white accentuated her majesty.

Ren Guishen was keenly aware that from the moment Shi Qingruo entered the room until she took the seat at the head of the table, the silver hairpin and jade pendant on her hair and the long rings and ribbons on her body had made no sound. Her footsteps were several times lighter than before.

Guan Qi had likely left her with more than ten years of cultivation.

Shi Qingruo gently stroked the side of her seat, taking in the various glances below. She spoke calmly, "Today, I will only discuss five matters. The Misty Heaven Alliance continues to face internal and external troubles since Seventh Brother's departure. There's no need to dwell on these complexities."

Her smile was thin, a change from the gentle warmth she had felt when Guan Qi was around. Her hair, like auspicious clouds covering her temples, resembled snow on a spruce tree, tinged with a hint of coldness.

The pallor she had previously experienced from the transfer of power had vanished. Instead,

a coldness possessed a particularly intimidating air.

She continued, "First, and these are Seventh Brother's last words before he departs. From today on, I officially take over the Misty Heaven Alliance and assume the position of Seventh Saint Master. If anyone disagrees, please let me know."

No one spoke.

Even those outside the Misty Heaven Alliance knew that Shi Qingruo's authority within the alliance was no longer what it once was, let alone them.

Compared to the other Saint Masters, Shi Qingruo was clearly the most suitable for this position.

They had previously pledged allegiance to Guan Qi, so what was wrong with now pledging allegiance to the successor Guan Qi designated?

"Well, since no one objects, I'll discuss the remaining four matters."

Shi Qingruo clapped her hands in front of her, and someone in the corner kicked the shackled man into the center of the arena.

The once indignant and arrogant expression on the face of the young man in white... no, perhaps mud-clothed clothing, had vanished, leaving only a bleak, deathly silence.

"The Misty Heaven Alliance has reached an agreement with the Six Gates to bring Bai Choufei to justice. Although he previously performed great services for the alliance, he defected to the Changkong Gang, deceived the leader's trust, and sought to steal the gang's skills, even causing the deaths of his entire gang. Such a person, our Misty Heaven Alliance, will never harbour!"

"The feud between Hero Fang, Madam Sang, and this man will be settled by imperial decree."

As soon as she finished speaking, cries of "Holy Lord, you are wise!"

Some members of the Misty Heaven Alliance dislike dealing with the government, but Bai Choufei's situation is truly unique. He betrayed the alliance and murdered them, a toxic threat to any faction, absolutely unacceptable.

Therefore, his martial arts skills being stripped and his execution today are simply the retribution he deserves!

Bai Choufei listened to the noises in a daze, mumbling something that no one could hear clearly, only faint phrases like "A lofty ambition abounds" and "A single misstep can lead to eternal ridicule."

Unfortunately, not only was no one able to hear, but no one paid any attention.

Those present were more concerned with what Shi Qingruo was about to say.

Her gaze had passed over the puddle of mud and settled on Wang Xiaoshi.

"There have been many twists and turns before, but I believe there should be no dispute about Wang Xiaoshi taking the position of Sixth Saint Master of our Misty Heaven Alliance. As for the position of Fifth Saint Master, I will carefully select them later."

A chorus of "yes" echoed from the crowd.

Yan Hefa, who ranked below her, asked, "Why not let Young Master Lu or Young Master Sikong temporarily submit to the alliance?"

Yan Hefa, through his connections with the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower, knew that Shi Qingruo had a close relationship with these two.

Moreover, when the sudden change in the alliance occurred a few days ago, Sikong Zhaixing had willingly risked his life for the Holy Lord by once again infiltrating the Marquis of Shentong's mansion to steal the Wu Ri Divine Spear technique hidden there, so as to convict Fang Yingkan. Lu Xiaofeng, on the other hand, had guarded the Misty Heaven Alliance to prevent Wen Xue'an from taking action. They had both performed significant services.

Shi Qingruo shook her head at this, "I don't want my friends to be trapped here just because they helped me. This is the responsibility that Seventh Brother left me, not theirs."

"Let's move on to the next matter,"

her voice suddenly grew colder. "The other two matters are both related to the Liufenban Hall."

Guan Chun's eyelids twitched.

Shi Qingruo's gaze seemed not to have fallen on her at all, and she said to herself: "When Seventh Brother was fighting with Zhuge Shenhou, the remnants of the Six and a Half Hall detonated the Leimen explosives, which almost harmed both of them. I must get to the bottom of this matter. The chief of the Six and a Half Hall, Di Feijing, is still on the run

. If you have any clues, please inform me as soon as possible, but don't act without authorization!" "In addition, the ex-wife of Lei Sun, the chief of the Six and a Half Hall, is Seventh Brother's sister, but she disappeared many years ago and there is no news of her to this day. Seventh Brother has broken through the void and left, but his relatives are still here. Whether they are alive or dead, there must be a conclusion."

She suddenly stood up and bowed solemnly to the people of the Mi Tian League in front of her, "I ask for your help."

The previous vigorous and decisive actions and dispatches ended with this humble word.

Despite the various impressions the members of the Misty Heaven Alliance had once held of Shi Qingruo, at this moment, all they had left was one simple sentence: "

I will obey the Holy Lord's orders!"

...

Amidst the dispersing crowd, Shi Qingruo walked through the Misty Heaven Alliance's headquarters, hands behind her back, mentally pondering the various situations that would unfold from today onward.

She saw clearly that the Misty Heaven Alliance's years of unusual state meant that while her succession to Guan Qi's position as Holy Lord was legitimate, she was still a long way from achieving universal righteousness.

But after dealing with a few of the most pressing villains, she would surely sleep better than before.

"...You seem to have something to ask?"

Shi Qingruo suddenly turned her head and glanced at Zhu Xiaoyao, who was walking behind her. She met her hesitant expression.

Zhu Xiaoyao quickly replied, "It's nothing serious. I'm just wondering if the Holy Lord forgot something."

Shi Qingruo followed her gaze and saw the "ruins" enclosed by the curtain.

She smiled knowingly. "Well, I have my own plans. Seventh Brother has gained insight into the true realm of martial arts and awakened, allowing his innate invisible sword energy to shed the word "innate" and even shatter the void. I think the sword masters in the martial arts world will definitely come to see his moves."

She patted Zhu Xiaoyao on the shoulder. "The cliff carvings of the Five Supremes' sword debate in the past were often visited, not to mention this place. Let's strengthen the defenses here. If anyone wants to come, let them in and collect more money from them. It will be a big income for my Misty Heaven Alliance."

There was no need to discuss such trivial matters at the previous meeting.

Zhu Xiaoyao was speechless: "..."

Shi Qingruo added, "Among the world's renowned swordsmen, Ximen Chuxue owns Wanmei Villa, Ye Gucheng has Baiyun City as his backer, and the renowned swordsmith Cangjian Villa boasts countless treasures... Don't worry, they can afford it."

As for the poorest, Wang Xiaoshi—

hasn't he become the Sixth Saint Master of the Mitian Alliance?