In the guest room, Ling Xian frowned as he thought about how to get his hands on the treasure map.
No matter how much he thought about it, stealing was the best option.
"Tomorrow, the Xiao Clan will be hosting a gathering. I wonder if I can fish in troubled waters."
Ling Xian mumbled to himself. He had no interest in becoming the strongest powerhouse of the younger generation, nor did he want to admire the Xiao Clan.
However, this was the best time to steal.
Tomorrow, the entire Xiao Clan would be very busy. Without a doubt, it was a good opportunity for him to fish in troubled waters.
"I will wait patiently."
Mumbling, Ling Xian sat in a lotus position and began to cultivate the second diagram of the Art of Creation.
If he succeeds, his capabilities will reach the grandmaster level and he will become the strongest powerhouse in this world!
Time passed by little by little. The next morning, Ling Xian opened his eyes and headed towards the Xiao Clan.
...
The gathering of the Xiao Clan was extremely attractive. Even though only those who received an invitation or those who were second-rate or above could attend, it did not stop people from coming to watch.
Therefore, there was a sea of people before the Xiao Clan. There were at least a few thousand people.
Every now and then, someone would take out an invitation or show off their capabilities, making those who were not qualified jealous.
"I either have an invitation or show off my capabilities …" Ling Xian frowned. His purpose for coming here was to steal the treasure map, so he had to keep a low profile.
But he didn't have an invitation. If he didn't show off his capabilities, he wouldn't even be able to enter the Xiao Clan.
"Oh well, I guess I have to show my capabilities."
Ling Xian softly sighed and squeezed through the crowd. He said to the middle-aged man, "I don't have an invitation."
"Then please show me your capabilities." The middle-aged man smiled and extended his right hand.
Seeing this, Ling Xian extended his right hand as well and matched palms with the middle-aged man.
He didn't use his full strength. He only used 60 percent of his Qi, which was equivalent to a second-rate powerhouse.
However, it was enough for him to participate in the gathering.
"Your Qi is profound. I am not as good as you." The middle-aged man's smile deepened, "Please."
Hearing this, Ling Xian faintly grinned. He then marched forward in giant steps and entered the Xiao Clan's palace.
Seeing this, everyone revealed a look of jealousy.
To them, to be able to participate in the gathering was an honor. Naturally, they were jealous.
"Please wait a moment." An elderly in brocade smiled, "In a moment, the gathering will begin."
"Alright." Ling Xian nodded with a smile and checked out the Xiao Clan's palace.
Pavilions, terraces, and open halls, the scenery of the Xiao Clan's residence was pleasant and beautiful.
Then, Ling Xian shifted his gaze to the front and checked out the people who were here for the meeting.
These people gathered in groups of three to five, and without exception, all of them had extraordinary bearings.
Many of them were first-rate experts, and a few of them were even top-notch figures among first-rate experts.
At this moment, the people outside the Xiao Mansion suddenly exclaimed. The people inside the mansion also narrowed their eyes.
Because a handsome man descended from the sky. Like an immortal descending from the heavens, he was extraordinary.
"Prince Stainless! He's the leader of the younger generation! "
"It is said that he has already cultivated the Spotless Heart Sutra to the seventh layer. He is the most likely person in the world to become a grandmaster!"
"There's no suspense. The strongest expert of the younger generation of the evaluation conference is surely him!"
"Not necessarily. Young Master Stainless is indeed a leading figure of the younger generation, but the descendants of the Five Clans, Seven Sects, and Nine Hidden Worlds are not inferior to him."
Everyone chimed in. Just as they were discussing, a tower-like man in black appeared. His steps were majestic, and there was an intimidating aura around him.
"Bai Li Zhan! There's going to be a good show. "
"This person is the strongest powerhouse of the Bai Li Clan. The Bai Li Clan and the Stainless Palace have been enemies for generations."
"To be able to watch these two battle makes this trip worth it."
Everyone's spirits were lifted. Especially after the descendants of the Five Clans, Seven Sects, and Nine Hidden Worlds all showed up, they became even more excited.
Ling Xian's interest was piqued as well.
Whether it was Bai Li Zhan, Young Master Stainless, or the descendants of the Five Clans, Seven Sects, and Nine Hidden Worlds, they were all top-notch powerhouses. To be able to watch them battle against each other was a great event.
"Hahaha, you all have gathered here. You sure bring light to the Xiao Clan."
A hearty laugh arose. Then, a middle-aged man appeared. His sleeves were fluttering in the wind.
"It is an honor to meet you, Leader Xiao."
Everyone greeted. Whether it was the descendants of the Five Clans, Seven Sects, and Nine Hidden Worlds, or the famous elders, nobody dared to be arrogant.
"You are being too polite."
The leader of the Xiao Clan had a smile on his face, "I have two pieces of good news to announce. First, the Tyrant is coming."
Hearing this, everyone was a little startled. Then, they revealed a look of joy. Especially the younger generation, they were all very excited.
The martial world has no lack of legends. But in this era, people only remember three legends.
One was the God of Swords, one was the Empress, and the last was the Tyrant.
If the God of Swords was the publicly acknowledged number one, then the Tyrant was the publicly acknowledged number two. He started training with the blade at the age of seven, became a top-notch powerhouse at the age of 18, and stepped into the grandmaster realm at the age of 30.
Then, he dominated the world and was undefeatable.
In the hearts of saber practitioners, he was a supreme god, a living legend!
Therefore, why wouldn't everyone be excited?
"Leader Xiao, you sure are impressive. You managed to invite the Tyrant," an elder in black complimented.
"You are flattering me. The Tyrant has recently created a new technique and he wants everyone to evaluate it." The leader of the Xiao Clan grinned, "The second piece of good news is that the God of Swords is coming as well."
At those words, everyone was stunned. Not even in their dreams did they think that two legendary figures would show up at this year's Judgment Gathering.
"To be able to witness the Tyrant and the God of Swords … this trip sure is worth it."
"This is going to be interesting. I wonder if the Tyrant will challenge the God of Swords?"
"Based on the Tyrant's personality, he will definitely challenge them. I wonder if he can defeat the God of Swords this time?"
Everyone chimed in and were extremely excited.
To be able to witness these two legendary figures was already a blessing. To be able to watch these two battle would be a blessing of three lifetimes.
"The God of Swords who sits alone in a tall building, the Tyrant who has dominated the world for more than 10 years. Interesting." Ling Xian grinned, anticipating their battle as well.
These two were at the peak of cultivation and were one step away from breaking through the void.
If he can witness their capabilities, then Ling Xian will know what kind of capabilities it takes to break through the void.
Whooosh!
After a piercing noise, a dragon-headed blade pierced into the ground.
In the next second, a middle-aged man with thick brows and big eyes descended from the sky. Like a God, his demeanor swallowed the mountains and rivers.
Immediately, everyone felt pressured. It was as if they were carrying a mountain on their back. Even breathing was difficult.
Ling Xian felt the same.
This person's Qi was far too powerful. Even the best of the best would find it hard to defend against it.
However, it was merely for a second before the pressure disappeared.
It wasn't that the Tyrant dispersed his Qi. It was that a man in white appeared and absorbed the Tyrant's Qi.
This person's temperament was ordinary and ordinary. However, he gave off the vibe of returning to simplicity.
"The Tyrant, it's been a while." The man in white grinned. His body was without Qi and his hand was without a sword.
However, this made everyone's eyes shine with respect.
All because he was the God of Swords, the number one of the martial arts world!
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