Qin Heng watched Qu Linglong's and Lu Jianjia's retreating figures, his eyes narrowing slightly.
He hadn't paid attention before, but now, taking a closer look, he discovered a hint of power within Qu Linglong's body that hadn't been there previously. It was a force akin to the boundless atmosphere, like the vastness of clouds, stemming from deep within her bloodline, not from cultivation.
A Spiritual Body, capable of controlling airflow, it must have awakened recently. Qin Heng imdiately noticed Qu Linglong's peculiarity. She had been an ordinary person, but now she possessed a special ability, clearly indicating that her dormant Spiritual Body bloodline had awakened.
The Heavenly Essence is indeed gradually reviving. Compared to a few months ago, it's sowhat denser. The current concentration of Spiritual Energy in a tropolis like Tianhai is almost comparable to that of the deep mountains of the past.
With the revival of Spiritual Energy and the changes in Heaven and Earth, transformations in humanity were inevitable. Ordinary people might awaken special abilities overnight and obtain Transcendent powers.
In that case, social upheaval in the not-too-distant future will be unavoidable.
However, in the grand sche of this Spiritual Energy revival, these suddenly awakened ordinary individuals will likely still struggle to control their own destinies. They are too weak.
The true powerhouses are still those ancient, hidden sects that have sustained their legacies for thousands, even tens of thousands, of years.
Or perhaps, nations!
All living beings are like ants; only I stand above the Ninth Heaven. Qin Heng stood with his hands clasped behind his back, sighing softly in his heart. In the coming great era, the current peaceful society would likely cease to exist. Then, the weak would inevitably be oppressed, as insignificant as ants.
Only by wielding imnse power could one hope to control one's own destiny in the grand tide of the future.
However, none of this had much to do with Qin Heng. He had long since stepped off the chessboard of this great world's conflicts. Whether they were sects or nations, Martial Artists or mortals, to him, they were all inconsequential.
Qin Heng possessed power that surpassed all. He could naturally remain detached from worldly affairs, stand above the Ninth Heaven, and leisurely watch these desperate struggles.
Of course, that was provided they didn't provoke him.
As an Immortal Emperor, he couldn't be bothered with ants, but if an ant dared to provoke him, Qin Heng wouldn't mind crushing it!
Take, for instance, the few demonic creatures inside this very villa.
In my past life, I slaughtered even the ancestors of the Blood Demons. Three Blood Demons with such diluted bloodlines, not even qualifying as juveniles, dare to act so presumptuously? They're simply courting death. A cold glint flashed in Qin Heng's eyes. The appearance of Blood Demons on Earth was sowhat surprising to him.
In his previous life, he hadn't encountered any Transcendent beings on Earth.
Only after stepping into the vast Starry Sky did he encounter truly powerful Cultivators and demonic creatures. Among them, the Blood Demon clan wasn't particularly strong among the myriad races of the Starry Sky, but their ancestors had once ascended to beco immortals, so they weren't considered weak either.
During his Returning to Empty stage, Qin Heng had once encountered a world enslaved by the Blood Demon clan. The Human Clan there had no freedom whatsoever, treated like pigs and dogs, bred by the Blood Demons. Once they matured to a certain point, they would be bled for the demons' consumption.
Among the myriad races of the Starry Sky, conflict was endless, and it was common for other races to oppress stars or worlds inhabited by the Human Clan. However, such blatant farming of the Human Clan was exceedingly rare.
Enraged, Qin Heng, who was already an ancient sage at the Returning to Empty stage, used his abilities to transfer all mbers of the Human Clan out of that world. He then employed devastating thods to completely shatter that world's laws and order, plunging it into ruin and annihilating all the Blood Demons.
This act alard an ancestor of the Blood Demon clan from among the myriad races of the Starry Sky. An Earth Immortal who had achieved Dao rging ca to kill Qin Heng, but Qin Heng, despite being only an ancient sage of Returning to Empty, managed to slay him in a battle against the odds, utterly obliterating both his body and spirit.
This battle shook the Starry Sky. Many demonic clans, upon hearing Qin Heng's na, would be struck with terror and flee for their lives.
Qin Heng felt a touch of sentintality. He composed himself and then walked toward the villa. He was quite interested in the item those three young Blood Demons had used earlier to extinguish his Sun Golden Flas.
With his current cultivation and strength, the Sun Golden Flas he could unleash were powerful enough to reduce a Cultivator at the Foundation Establishnt Stage to ashes. Whatever could extinguish them was likely another Golden Core-level Spiritual Treasure.
The intrinsic power of the Spiritual Treasure itself ant little to Qin Heng, but the materials used to refine such a treasure were what he urgently needed.
Qin Heng was still over a hundred ters from the villa. As he walked, the young won nearby would look towards him, their eyes filled with admiration. It had to be said that in this day and age, being tall, rich, and handso still held the greatest appeal for fair, wealthy, and beautiful won.
So stunningly beautiful young won with exquisite figures even took the initiative to approach him, hoping Qin Heng would be their partner at tonight's party.
And there wasn't just one.
In the course of walking these hundred-odd ters, Qin Heng encountered at least ten such young won. They were all dressed in high-end evening gowns, with skin fairer than snow, sizzling figures, and beautiful faces—undoubtedly Goddesses in the eyes of many n.
Yet now, they were actively approaching Qin Heng, wanting to spend a wonderful evening with him.
If their many admirers were to witness this scene, they would undoubtedly be shocked speechless, perhaps even collapsing to the ground in despair.
Qin Heng was truly exceptionally handso. Moreover, due to his cultivation, he exuded a natural, fresh aura that instinctively attracted young won, leading to the current situation.
However, Qin Heng paid them no mind.
He didn't even deign to glance at them, not even lifting an eyelid, and walked straight into the villa.
This caused many of the fair, wealthy, and beautiful won to beat their chests and stamp their feet in frustration.
He actually ignored ! No way! A young, handso, and wealthy guy like him is incredibly rare. I absolutely can't let him get away!
Tonight, I have to seize the opportunity! I must spend a wonderful evening with him!
Many of these fair, wealthy, and beautiful won made up their minds to conquer Qin Heng tonight.
They had no idea...
...that hidden within this magnificent villa was a dark and sinister killing intent!
Qin Heng arrived at the villa.
He found the party already in full swing, with dazzling lights and a sultry atmosphere.
Many beautiful won held wine glasses. These fair, wealthy, and beautiful won, revered as Goddesses by many n, were now fawning like dogs around three white young n.
These three white young n wore arrogant expressions, exuding an air of superiority. Deep down, they utterly despised the surrounding Chinese girls, looking down on them from the very depths of their hearts.
However, they didn't refuse the won who threw themselves at them.
Each held a beautiful Chinese girl in his arms, a smile on his face, as they flirtatiously chatted with the other girls.
"Do all of you like us white n so much?" Black asked, looking at the dozen or so beautiful won gathered around them with a chuckle. "Is it because your Chinese n are all too pathetic?"
These contemptuous words, however, elicited peals of coquettish laughter.
"That's right! Chinese n are so ugly, and their bodies are terrible. They're not good enough for us at all!"
"White n have great bodies, and they're tall. Plus, I've heard... they're also strong in *that* departnt. Of course, we like that! Haha!"
The young won who ca to this party all had their own agendas. They didn't bother to hide them in the slightest. They voiced whatever ca to mind without reservation, all while continuously rubbing up against Black and his companions.
"So, are there no Chinese n capable of catching your fancy?" Black asked with a smirk, his chin tilted slightly upward in blatant arrogance. As a mber of the Blood Clan, and as a Westerner, he felt a natural superiority over Chinese people.
"How could there be! Chinese n are all trash! How could they possibly compare to you!"
"I've yet to et a single Chinese man who makes my heart flutter."
A group of Chinese girls sneered. Their words dripped with disdain.
Just then, Qin Heng walked in.
The sound of the door opening wasn't soft; many people heard it.
Nurous young won noticed him.
Instantly, the entire hall fell silent.
The young won who had been fawning over Black and his companions suddenly sward towards Qin Heng.
Black and his companions were discarded like trash!
These young won were like star-struck fans who had just spotted their idol. They rushed straight towards him.
"Pah! Who said no Chinese man could make my heart race! From now on, this young lady only loves Chinese n!!"
"Wow! So handso! He's really so handso! Unbelievably handso! White n are crap! Our Chinese n are the truly handso ones!!"
"So incredibly handso!!"
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