If you fight him now, even if you try your best, you may not be able to get any benefits.

But after he enters the realm of Nirvana and defeats Magnus, it won't be a big problem.

"Hahaha, Magnus doesn't care about other people's self-esteem at all."

"But words are not harsh. Girl, show your true skills and get the invitation. I, Roan, will apologize for my recklessness just now."

Roan's tone was firm, backing Magnus's boldness.

Seraphina's eyes flicked to Magnus, her fists clenched fiercely within indignation and determination.

What's so great about the Mahayana realm?

It's just that their cultivation time is longer than mine.

Give me another five years.

No, two years!

She would survive the Mahayana Tribulation and rise to become powerful in that realm herself!

"Calm," Edwin murmured, gripping her shoulders firmly.

He could see right through the imposing man carrying the knife. This wasn't just a mere challenger; it was a competitor leagues beyond.

One thing was clear—this opponent's realm was far beyond his own.

Stronger even than Rain, the shopkeeper of the Blood Tavern.

"This guy must be at least at the Eighth turn!" Edwin revealed with a grim whisper.

"Eight turns!" Seraphina's breath caught, a flash of awe weaving through her eyes.

At that moment, she painfully felt her own weakness with crushing clarity.

In Azure Origin Dao Sect territory, there were few Mahayana experts, but now, here in the Blood Tavern, so many gathered.

Every cultivator present except Ethan bore the power of fifth turn Mahayana or higher.

Together with the sharp sword man from before, their presence alone could dominate the southern Skyreach Territory!

"The Blood Tavern is truly extraordinary. I must find a way to obtain that invitation!" Seraphina's fists tightened with resolve.

She turned her gaze toward Ethan and questioned, "He hasn't entered the Mahayana realm, so why can he get the invitation letter directly without taking the assessment?"

She had heard from Magnus that Ethan had already received an invitation from the Blood Tavern.

This fact soured her mood even further.

An invitation from the Blood Tavern carried great weight.

It meant Ethan was under their protection.

As long as he stayed in Noble Sun City, the Azure Origin Dao Sect couldn't hope to reclaim him.

The only way out of this predicament was to join the Blood Tavern herself.

Such conflicts were internal; the tavern would not intervene.

Both sides would settle matters themselves.

"You mean Brother Ethan, right?" Rain asked, voice steady but laced with challenge.

"If you can survive ten moves at the hands of Old Man Roan, I will waive your assessment and grant you an invitation letter directly," Rain stated coldly, showing no mercy in her contempt.

"Do you think your strength is enough?"

Seraphina met her gaze without flinching.

"I will know when I try."

Regardless of the outcome, today was the day she would fight.

Even if the opponent was a freshly minted eighth turn Mahayana powerhouse, she resolved to give it her all.

Ignorance or naivety mattered not.

What mattered was that this was her moment.

"Very good, very brave. Sister, I truly admire your courage."

Rain smiled cruelly, her judgment as merciless as a deity's.

"I will not destroy your beautiful slender legs for this bravery. Just your arms—consider that a tribute to your courage." Roan said.

Seraphina bristled at the threat.

She hated feeling powerless—her life and death hanging in someone else's hands was an unbearable torment.

"Come on, ten moves!" she challenged Roan, cupping her hands respectfully.

Roan's grin was sharp and confident.

"Okay, little girl. Your strength isn't great, but your courage is commendable."

"But remember, my sword has no mercy. If it endangers your life, don't blame me for bullying the weak!" he warned.

"Senior, come at me. I'll take all ten moves!"

Upon speaking, a light blue sword shimmered into existence in her hand.

The top level spiritual martial art—the Azure Ice Sword.

Its blade was chilled with a deadly sharpness, radiating a blue-tinged mist like winter's breath.

Suddenly, the tavern's temperature plummeted.

"The space here is small, and I won't bully you. I won't use spiritual energy, only my short sword to test your skills," Roan declared.

Heathed in calm, a short knife materialized in his hand.

No spiritual energy was released.

Yet even his pure momentum made Seraphina's heart race.

"So strong! Fortunately, he isn't using spiritual energy yet, or I'd be hopeless."

"But he's too arrogant to challenge a swordswoman like me with just a short sword," she thought with disdain.

Her sword intent surged instantly, at the peak of the sword intent realm.

But it still fell short of true sword domain mastery.

"She's indeed a good sword cultivator, and her sword intent is strong. Given time, she may grasp the sword domain when entering the Mahayana realm."

"But, she is far behind little brother Ethan," Roan quietly remarked, emphasizing those final words with icy precision.

Suddenly, his eyes sharpened and he lunged toward Seraphina.

Her eyes widened momentarily then plunged into horror.

So fast!

His movements blurred beyond sight, impossible to track.

A flash of blinding iron light streaked.

Roan had already materialized before her, the short blade pressed firmly against her delicate neck!

Her throat gasped as she barely lifted the Azure Ice Sword in desperate defense.

Crush.

A thorough, undeniable crushing power.

The disparity in strength between them was from different eras.

"Girl, being confident and arrogant is fine, but know your limits."

"With this strength, you want an invitation from the Blood Tavern?"

"Do you think the Blood Tavern is a toilet?"

"All the shit and urine stuff?" Roan sneered cruelly before withdrawing his blade.

"Truly disappointing. You couldn't even catch one of my moves."

He sank back into his seat, sipping tea with a looks of condescension.

He had assumed Seraphina could bring some trouble, a challenge to vent his frustration after his defeat by Ethan.

Instead, she had been utterly vulnerable.

He even held back his strength, as if hitting cotton.

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