175: Qi Jiu was wary, and Zhao Xiang apologized.

"Yan Wenzi, Wei Hanyuan."

Qi Jiu glanced at the two who were conversing.

"A Long, if you encounter those two in the Divine Treasury, do not engage in excessive conflict with them. It's best to simply stay away and avoid meeting them altogether."

Qi Jiu said to A Long beside him.

Those two are not simple in strength. Although A Long is powerful, truly defeating them would also cost him dearly.

Qi Jiu had come this time for Mu Zun; he would not act against others for now.

"As you command."

A Long responded.

Wei Hanyuan and the other had also noticed Qi Jiu, but unfortunately, they were not interested in him.

If one of the Seven Kings from the Qi Clan's Nineteen Sons were to come, they might show some respect.

As for Qi Jiu, he was not qualified.

At that moment, a graceful figure appeared from the Void Realm.

It was none other than the Zhao Clan Twin Beauties, Zhao Xiang.

"Zhao Xiang has also arrived."

"A year ago, she had her arms severed by the Young Master of the Qin Clan, Mu Zun. Could she be here for revenge this time?"

"Ah, my goddess!"

After a year, many prodigies who had participated in the Young Master of the Qin Clan's ceremony looked at Zhao Xiang, whose aura was now gentle, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Compared to a year ago, the killing intent and sharpness on Zhao Xiang had diminished greatly.

If the Zhao Xiang of a year ago was a female general conquering all directions,

then now, she truly resembled a young maiden.

Zhao Xiang paid no mind to the surrounding gazes. With a flick of her Divine Thought, a look of disappointment appeared on her face.

Because it seemed Mu Zun had not yet arrived.

She only wished to obtain Mu Zun's forgiveness here before entering the Divine Treasury.

To turn hostility into friendship under everyone's watchful eyes.

Just then, from afar, accompanied by pleasant bird cries that resounded through the sky,

two terrifyingly powerful Phoenix Sparrows pulled a Carriage toward the Black Mist Abyss.

And flanking the Carriage were the prodigies of the Qin Imperial Clan.

"The Qin Imperial Clan has arrived!"

Someone saw the unique emblem on the Carriage, which belonged to the Qin Imperial Clan.

When everyone saw the youth sitting in the Carriage, their expressions froze in astonishment.

After all, cultivators were basically never ugly.

Cultivation naturally expelled impurities from the body. No matter how ugly one might be, as their cultivation deepened, their appearance would only improve.

However, this white-robed youth before them completely surpassed their understanding of beauty!

Even Zhao Xiang, who had seen Mu Zun once before, couldn't help but lose herself for a moment upon seeing him again.

But many also noticed that besides his terrifyingly good looks, Mu Zun's cultivation was unfathomably deep.

Many prodigies sensed an inexplicable aura of danger emanating from Mu Zun.

"Is this the Young Master of the Qin Clan? They say his appearance far surpasses that of a Celestial Being, and seeing him today proves it true."

Someone exclaimed in awe.

As for Qi Jiu, upon seeing Mu Zun appear, a fierce gleam shot from his blood-red eyes.

Was this the Young Master of the Qin Clan, Mu Zun, who had attacked his brother?

Although Qi Jiu had estimated Mu Zun's strength before coming, he realized he was still mistaken.

At first glance, Qi Jiu could sense that Mu Zun's strength was terrifying.

It had definitely reached the level of the Qi Clan's Seven Kings.

If Qi Jiu had come alone, this revenge attempt would likely end in failure.

But this time, he had brought A Long.

As long as he and A Long acted together, he believed they could definitely capture Mu Zun.

"Not simple at all."

Upon seeing Mu Zun, Wei Hanyuan's eyes flickered slightly as he spoke.

"How could anyone who becomes the Young Master of the Qin Clan be simple?"

Yan Wenzi said.

"Do you still have confidence now? With just one Dharma Body?"

Facing Yan Wenzi's words, Wei Hanyuan chuckled lightly.

"Since I only brought one Dharma Body, I must try even more."

"Besides, I have no grudge against this Young Master of the Qin Clan. This time, I merely wish to spar."

Hearing this, Yan Wenzi raised an eyebrow. "Oh? That's not what you said earlier. Who did you say was your prey just now?"

Wei Hanyuan: "Ahem..."

"That was only because I was afraid you'd provoke the Young Master of the Qin Clan on your own, so I said that to deliberately divert the hatred and lure you in. I was concerned for you; don't mistake my goodwill."

Hearing Wei Hanyuan's words, Yan Wenzi's mouth twitched.

"Cut it out..."

"Young Lord, that is Qi Jiu of the Qi Imperial Clan, the older brother of Qi Thirteen, whose arms you severed a year ago."

Qin Pei looked around, and when he saw Qi Jiu, his expression couldn't help but change.

He then whispered to Mu Zun, who had stepped out of the Carriage.

"He is born with the Visage of the Ancient War God, possesses a powerful Physical Body, and has mastered a terrifying Innate Divine Ability."

Mu Zun's gaze swept lightly toward Qi Jiu.

Seeing the hatred in Qi Jiu's eyes, Mu Zun withdrew his gaze.

"A fool blinded by hatred poses no threat to me."

After this, Qin Pei briefed Mu Zun on the prodigies who had come to the Ancient Divine Treasury.

One of them caught Mu Zun's attention.

"Primordial Chaos Body."

Among the three thousand physiques, the rankings vary with each era.

The Primordial Chaos Body once topped the list as the number one Physique in a certain era.

This was solely because a terrifyingly powerful Primordial Chaos Body had emerged at that time.

Trampling the Supreme Yin and Yang underfoot, punching through Chaos.

It is known that the Grandmist Dao, when perfected, has the qualification to contend with the Chaos Body.

Many Physiques are like this.

Thus, what is often powerful is not the Physique itself, but the person.

"Young Lord Mu Zun."

At that moment, a gentle voice sounded.

Mu Zun turned and saw Zhao Xiang approaching him.

"Zhao Xiang? What do you want?!"

Qin Pei, standing nearby, upon seeing Zhao Xiang, immediately bristled like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He positioned himself protectively in front of Mu Zun, eyeing her warily.

In his view, with Zhao Xiang's malicious temperament, she absolutely intended to attack Mu Zun again.

Mu Zun, however, said nothing. Instead, he calmly watched Zhao Xiang with his eyes, wanting to hear what she had to say.

"Regarding what happened at the Young Master's ceremony a year ago... I'm sorry..."

Zhao Xiang knew what image she held in Qin Pei's eyes, but she did not explain herself to him. Instead, looking at Mu Zun, her pink lips parted as she spoke.

"I hope you do not misunderstand our Zhao Imperial Clan. Challenging you back then was purely due to my personal reasons."

"I apologize to you..."

Zhao Xiang bowed slightly, her eyes filled with sincerity.

She did not want to drag down the Imperial Clan. A year ago, when she attacked Mu Zun, part of the reason was the clan's intention.

But the majority of it was her own will.

She wanted to spar with Mu Zun. Only by fighting such a powerful opponent could she undergo transformation.

Become stronger.

And indeed, over the past year, her cultivation and combat prowess had advanced by leaps and bounds, making her a far cry from her former self.

This also added a touch of gratitude to the complex emotions she originally held toward Mu Zun.