The He family’s experts had deduced that the Wasteland harbored Ancient Bloodstones, but they hadn’t mentioned any in the Heaven Martial Continent. Consequently, He Yitian was not very keen on entering Heaven Martial.
After all, in the eyes of cultivators from the Nine Heavens, Heaven Martial was like a huge prison, a place of exile for criminals, which also meant that its environment was dirty, dilapidated, and foul...
But alas, he could not defeat Chen Pingping!
Moreover, the wreckage of the flying ship was still in Chen Pingping’s possession.
Only after entering Heaven Martial and seeing the true environment did the group of He family experts become quite surprised. Googlᴇ search 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⚑𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖⚑𝕟𝕖𝕥
There were mountains, water, grass and flowers, and trees—a complete world, except that the Spirit Qi was thin and the Tao was almost imperceptible.
He Yitian began to wonder what kind of Sect an expert like Chen Pingping belonged to.
「More than half a day later.」
When they returned to the Wuji Sect, the He family experts extended their Divine Sense, and the entire Sect was clear at a glance.
There were approximately 1,500 disciples: one at the Imperial Realm, several Divine Kings, several at King Tao, dozens of Supreme Mystery Realm experts, and the rest of the disciples were at very low cultivation realms.
From high above, the Sect’s domain looked very small. The buildings were ancient and dilapidated, and most of the scenery wasn’t particularly impressive.
All in all, its overall strength was lacking.
He Yitian’s mouth twitched. Trash sects were countless in the Nine Heavens, yet this one had somehow produced a Chen Pingping capable of suppressing him and the eight Lords behind him.
This is preposterous!
I can’t stay here; I need to find a way back as soon as possible.
He took a deep breath and remained calm.
When Hongxiu learned that Chen Pingping had returned, she strode over, smiling lightly. "Did you find anything?"
"Caught a guy who came down from the Nine Heavens," Chen Pingping smiled.
Oh? Hongxiu glanced at He Yitian, who stood to the side.
"To correct you, it wasn’t ’caught,’" He Yitian said indignantly.
"I need to go out, so you talk to him," Chen Pingping said.
"Certainly!" Hongxiu nodded, then said, "My name is Hongxiu, Wuji Sect Master..."
He Yitian remained silent, clearly unwilling to speak with her.
After all, he was a young genius from the He family, with a distinguished identity and status, high and mighty. How could the Sect Master of a trash Sect possibly compare?
Hongxiu narrowed her eyes, a faint smile playing on her lips. It seemed she had seen through He Yitian’s thoughts, but she didn’t care.
After Chen Pingping returned to Qingfeng, he tossed the Ancient Bloodstone to the Earth Chicken to absorb. He also settled Emperor Spirit, Jiang Ni’er, and Li Qi before turning and stepping into his room.
He was going to enter the Desolation.
There were still some things that needed to be dealt with.
But before that, he needed to wait for the Earth Chicken to absorb the Ancient Bloodstone. During this process, he began to search for Artifact Refining cultivation methods among the system rewards.
Hongxiu invited the group of He family experts into a large hall and ordered tea and snacks to be served. Her smile remained as she asked, "May I ask for your esteemed name, Young Master?"
"He Yitian," came the curt reply.
The eight Lords beside him maintained calm demeanors, but their Qi fluctuations were restrained, giving off an unfathomable impression.
Hongxiu guessed they were all likely in the Lord Realm. Her heart trembled, but her face showed no sign.
Since Chen Pingping managed to bring them back, it means he has the ability to suppress them. If so...
"May I ask in which land your family is located, Young Master He?" Hongxiu asked.
"The Southern Diaspora."
"Are there any major powers nearby? Families? Sects, and so on?"
"Of course..." He Yitian raised an eyebrow, seemingly intrigued by Hongxiu’s question.
Chen Pingping didn’t want to listen, but Hongxiu did.
He grinned, preparing to enlighten Hongxiu about the He family’s might. "The Southern Diaspora is vast, spanning millions of miles. It has three superpowers: Star Sea and the Ancient Country, each dominating a region. There are also many other powerful sects and family forces. My He family is a second-tier power, considered a major force. Of course, don’t underestimate my He family. Although not as strong as the three superpowers, we are still one of the most potent entities. Even the three superpowers wouldn’t dare to act recklessly against us."
"Weren’t there three superpowers?" Hongxiu asked, puzzled. "What about the third one?"
"Fairy Valley!" He twitched his eyelids. "Let’s not discuss that. Let’s talk about the history of my He family instead!"
"Why didn’t you list it just now?" Hongxiu asked.
"Because the current Fairy Valley’s strength is greatly diminished compared to what it once was. It’s likely to fall to the rank of a major power, no longer considered super," He Yitian said. "Hmm... but my He family’s power is growing daily. In the near future, we will inevitably replace Fairy Valley and become the third superpower in the Southern Diaspora."
Hongxiu’s eyes flickered as she gained a general understanding of the "Southern Diaspora."
He Yitian continued, "Speaking of our He family, we must start from tens of thousands of years ago..."
"What’s the difference between superpowers and major powers? What is their highest combat strength? And what distinguishes them, as well as the measure of their ranking?" Hongxiu asked.
He Yitian glared at her, clearly annoyed. Can’t she let me finish first?
His face turned unnatural, but he still explained, "The standard for a superpower is that it has previously produced a Great Emperor, possesses at least one Emperor Weapon, has a complete Spirit Vein, a Saint Realm expert in residence, a Divine Body appearing in each era, and a minimum of one thousand experts."
"And the major powers?"
"A Quasi-Emperor Weapon, a Quasi-Emperor, a Spirit Vein, a Saint Realm expert, a Divine Body, and over five hundred experts."
"So, your He family possesses all of these?" she asked, looking at He Yitian.
Hearing He Yitian’s answer, Hongxiu’s heart was in turmoil, and she couldn’t calm down for a long time...
Because his narration referred only to the Southern Diaspora, not the entire Nine Heavens.
The three superpowers all possessed Emperor Weapons and had produced experts at the Emperor Realm. The criteria for a major power included Quasi-Emperor Weapons and Quasi-Emperors.
These forces were far too remote for the current Wuji Sect.
He Yitian held his head high, saying proudly, "Of course, my He family has..."
"A Quasi-Emperor?" Hongxiu asked.
"A Quasi-Emperor Weapon?"
He Yitian didn’t answer.
"A small one." He Yitian’s face flushed as he added, "But it will grow..."
Hongxiu nodded. "So, for the He family to become a superpower, it must produce a Great Emperor, possess an Emperor Weapon, and the Spirit Vein underfoot must be mature, right?"
Damn it! He Yitian suddenly regretted explaining all this. Why did I tell her these things?
Judging by her tone, does she look down on the He family?
Hongxiu took a deep breath and smiled. "Then, may I ask, Young Master He, where do you think the Wuji Sect would rank if it were placed in the Southern Diaspora?"
Hmph! He Yitian was so annoyed by her question that he almost laughed. He immediately replied, "Eighteenth-tier, without a doubt. Any minor sect from the Southern Diaspora could crush you."
This wasn’t him deliberately belittling the Wuji Sect; it was a fact.
Because this sect didn’t even have a single Lord Realm expert. There were only a few at the Imperial Realm, Divine King, and King Tao levels. It was pathetically weak.
Giving them an eighteenth-tier rating was already generous, out of consideration for Chen Pingping.
Hongxiu said, "Oh," and then continued, "So, if the Wuji Sect were to relocate to the Southern Diaspora, it would almost certainly be a dead end, right?"
What the hell?! He Yitian was stunned by her remark.