In a military base in Nanyang.

A military helicopter descended from the sky, equipped with machine guns and missiles—true instruments of destruction!

Then, a middle-aged man of Chinese descent, clad in military garb with yellow skin, black hair, and black pupils, stepped out, eyes full of rage. Incredibly, he directly drew his pistol and aimed at a military target not far away.

BANG! BANG! BANG!!

He fired repeatedly, hitting the target every time, not a single miss, with ninety percent hitting the bullseye.

"Damn it! AAH!!" The middle-aged officer roared, flinging the pistol to the ground, and shouted, "I'm going to China! I'm going to kill this Qin Xuantian to avenge my father!!"

"General! General, calm down." A female officer hurried over, grabbed his hand, and said, "This Qin Xuantian is like an Immortal; we're no match for him! Unless we could mobilize helicopters and heavy weaponry, but that's impossible. That's China!"

"Shit!" The middle-aged officer cursed, bellowing, "So I can only stand by and watch as the man who killed my father roams free? If we can't kill him, then we hire international mercenaries! We must kill him! Annihilate his entire clan!"

"China is off-limits to mercenaries, General!" The female officer took out a mobile phone, opened a message, and placed it in front of the middle-aged officer, saying, "General, look, this is a message from your eldest son."

"What? You mean a message from Gu Chen?" The middle-aged officer was taken aback, took the phone, and opened the message.

Hong Guchen: "Father, I already know of Grandfather's death, and it has filled me with rage. But please, do not act recklessly. In one month, I will truly enter the Innate Realm, end my seclusion, and venture into the mortal world to slay Qin Xuantian!!"

"HAHAHA!!" The middle-aged officer burst into laughter, saying, "Good son, indeed my good son! At his birth, the ancient stars of the South Dipper shone brightly, heralding an anomaly. My father said he's a peerless martial arts prodigy! At seven, he reached the Open Force level; at ten, Hidden Force. He even attracted the attention of Encompass Starry Pavilion, the third-ranked hermit sect in southern China, which led to the Star Lord of South Dipper taking him as a disciple! Nine years have passed, and my son Gu Chen has indeed broken through to the Innate Realm, becoming a Great Grandmaster. That Qin Xuantian is nothing more than a clay chicken and a pottery dog, unworthy of mention!!"

"The General's eldest son has become a Great Grandmaster?" The female officer also said with excited surprise. She too was a subordinate of Hong Tianshu and, with her Hidden Force cultivation, naturally understood what being an Innate Grandmaster meant.

"HAHAHA! Exactly, my son has become an Innate Grandmaster. Qin Xuantian is as good as dead!!" The middle-aged officer laughed heartily, stating, "In one month, we shall also go to China to witness with our own eyes how my son Gu Chen kills that detestable Qin Xuantian!!"

In the eyes of this middle-aged officer, Qin Heng was already a dead man, who would be killed by Hong Guchen in no more than a month.

「Japan, the Miyamoto clan.」

A detached courtyard, its layout very simple. In the center of the courtyard, there sat a very old, hunched-over elder. In his hands, he held an ancient Japanese sword, while kneeling on the ground in a traditional Samurai posture, with eyes closed, as if nurturing his spirit. In front of him, there was a stone bowl with remnants of blood.

CREAK!

The wooden gate of the courtyard swung open.

A middle-aged man, dressed in a black suit, walked in holding a knife. He approached the elder, slashed open his wrist with the knife, and blood began to pour out, dripping into the stone bowl before the elder. Blood flowed, gathered, and soon half-filled the bowl.

Then the middle-aged man pulled out a piece of gauze, wrapped his wound, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed respectfully to the elder, saying, "Honorable Grandmaster, your foolish descendant seeks your assistance."

WHOOSH!

The elder opened his eyes, like the unsheathing of an incredibly sharp blade. The previously serene courtyard suddenly erupted into a storm, blowing the middle-aged man away.

Then the elder picked up the stone bowl from the ground, drank the blood inside, and his complexion gained a touch of rosiness.

"Speak," the elder said indifferently. "If it's something I don't approve of, I will take your life as the price for waking me. That is the rule of the clan, and you should know it."

"Grandmaster, I know, I do," the middle-aged man knelt on the ground, repeatedly kowtowing, and said, "Grandmaster, Hong Tianshu is dead. On the Huangpu River, he battled someone, attempting to break through the Innate Realm, but he was killed with a single palm strike!"

"What, Hong Tianshu is dead?" The elder, Miyamoto Souyū, cold light flickering in his eyes, actually stood up. His immense aura spread out, making the entire courtyard rumble. He stared sharply at the middle-aged man and said, "Who killed him?"

"Qin Xuantian, a young Grandmaster who appeared out of nowhere in China, an eighteen-year-old at the Transcendence Realm!" The middle-aged man pressed his head to the ground, respectfully reporting, "My son Shin'ichi and my daughter Mayumi, the prodigies of the Miyamoto family, were killed in China."

"Oh?" Miyamoto Souyū's gray brows raised as he said, "Was it also this Qin Xuantian who killed them?"

"Indeed," the middle-aged man stated, his head bowed.

"Good," Miyamoto Souyū nodded slightly, saying, "After seventy years of seclusion, I wonder if the world still remembers my 'Miyamoto's One Slash'! Prepare for me. In a month, I will personally go to China to kill Qin Xuantian!"

"Thank you, Grandmaster!" The middle-aged man was overjoyed, continually kowtowing.

「After the battle on the Huangpu River.」

Qin Heng's life returned to peace.

The three major families of Tianhai surrendered and came under the Chens, naturally falling under his control as well.

From then on, the entire Tianhai respected Qin Heng above all!

Eighteen years old!

Dominating Tianhai, revered from all directions!

In many people's eyes, this was simply legendary, a myth!!

Of course, all of this had nothing to do with the carefree Qin Yun.

It was the weekend. Since the scheduled China-US Youth Martial Arts Exchange was canceled, Qin Yun, bored at home and fiddling with her phone, suddenly shouted upstairs to Qin Heng, "Bro! My class is organizing an outing on Monday, and we need to bring a guardian. Will you go with me?~"

"Little Yun, your brother is in the crucial stage of college entrance exam preparation and can't go out to play!" Su Xiao walked out of Qin Heng's room and said, "There are less than ten days left until the college entrance exam! Your brother needs to do practice papers at home."

"Teacher Su, do you really think I still need to do practice papers?" Qin Heng walked out holding a stack of papers and chuckled. "Whether it's Huanggang Secret papers, Hengshui High School papers, or Jiangsu papers, I've scored full marks on all of them."

"But, you still need to be careful!" Su Xiao herself felt she couldn't persuade him anymore. The surprises—no, shocks—Qin Heng had given her these past few days were simply too numerous!

Completing a set of papers in twenty minutes with 100% accuracy, and his writing was in slim gold script, making the papers look like works of art! Not just in Chinese, but math, English, and comprehensive science papers—all completed with the same speed, the same neatness, and checked against the answers, not a single mistake. It was simply godlike!

Possessed by a scholarly spirit!

"Teacher Su, you've been watching me for so long; you should rest." Qin Heng smiled and said, "It's rare for Little Yun to go out, and as her brother, I should accompany her, shouldn't I?"

"Then, after you come back, you must do a few more sets of papers, so you don't regress," Su Xiao insisted, hands on hips.

"Alright, alright," Qin Heng patted Su Xiao on the head and laughed. "I got it, Teacher Su. You go get some rest."

Then he walked downstairs, laughing, "Little Yun, your brother will accompany you on Monday."

Su Xiao was completely stunned. Touching her head, she stiffly watched Qin Heng's retreating figure...

She had actually! Been patted on the head by a student!?

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