THUMP!

Yun Lingsu collapsed to the ground, her eyes hollow, her entire being seeming vacant. She sank into a state of profound confusion, utterly lost. She no longer knew the meaning of her existence and fell into complete despair.

The reason she had been able to work here as a nanny with some peace of mind was twofold: on one hand, she was intimidated by Qin Heng's formidable strength; on the other, she clung to the persistent hope that a senior from her own sect would come to rescue her, to free her from this role and take her back to the Divine Sword Sect.

She was a rare genius of the Divine Sword Sect, one seen only once in several hundred years! A Grandmaster of Transcendence at the mere age of nineteen, only slightly inferior to Wei Tianyi, ranked tenth on the Earth List!

As long as she was alive, the Divine Sword Sect would surely not abandon her. Yun Lingsu had always believed this.

Even though a month had passed without anyone from the Divine Sword Sect coming for her, she still held onto a sliver of hope. But now, having learned of Qin Heng's true strength, she was utterly hopeless.

To be able to snap Arondight with a flick of his finger and effortlessly crush the successor to the Lancelot title...

With such strength, the Divine Sword Sect would never offend such a terrifying colossus for a potential future powerhouse!

Indeed! With Qin Heng's current strength, he could be called a colossus on Earth!

Someone who could stand shoulder to shoulder with Semi-Saints, even true Saints!

The Divine Sword Sect couldn't compare, nor could they afford to provoke him!

Unless! Unless the era of Spiritual Energy revival arrived, when the Heaven and Earth Laws flourished once more, awakening the many Saints and even stronger experts slumbering within her sect—only then might there be a sliver of hope.

But by that time, someone like her, a mere Transcendence Realm cultivator, would likely be even more insignificant.

Yun Lingsu was overwhelmed by a tearful, agonizing struggle.

Qin Yun, Wu Yuqing, Xia Shuang, and Song Ningran watched Yun Lingsu, who had slumped to the ground, and could sense the waves of despair and sorrow emanating from her.

But they didn't know what to say.

CLACK!

Qin Heng set down his chopsticks and said indifferently, "I've had my fill."

Then, he stood up.

He walked over to Yun Lingsu and looked down at her.

He said nothing.

The entire hall fell into a prolonged silence.

After a long while, Yun Lingsu finally lowered her head and, in a tiny voice, said meekly, "Are you mocking me, ridiculing me, despising me? Go ahead. After all, I'm just your nanny."

"You are not my nanny." Qin Heng suddenly shook his head and chuckled softly. "Back then, even Fairy Chang'e and the Sovereign of the Azure Clouds begged to be my handmaidens. What qualifications do you possess to be my nanny? A mere mortal Martial Artist, your cultivation only at the Transcendence Realm—so pathetically weak. You originally wouldn't even be qualified to approach me. The fact that you can stay by my side is already a blessing accumulated from your ten lifetimes of cultivation."

Hearing Qin Heng's words, Yun Lingsu trembled all over, her face turning ashen with rage. Gritting her teeth, she threw caution to the wind, lifted her head, and glared furiously at Qin Heng. Anger filled her delicate and pretty face, her charming features taut with indignation as she enunciated each word forcefully, "Qin Xuantian, I know you are powerful, but do not insult my dignity!"

CLANG!

A crisp sound suddenly rang out. Yun Lingsu's slender body couldn't help but tremble, and she shivered involuntarily. Her eyes suddenly brightened—a longsword had fallen before her.

"Pick it up and strike at me," Qin Heng said with a light laugh. "This sword isn't a Spiritual Treasure, but something I casually forged. It's comparable to the finest blades in the mortal world—it can slice through iron as if it were mud, cleave jade and part gold, and sever a hair drifting on the wind. Use this sword to stab me. If you can hit me, you will be free to leave!"

As his voice faded...

ZING!!

A sword hummed. Yun Lingsu raised her hand, and the exceedingly sharp longsword flew into her grasp. At the same time, she stood up, her gaze turning fierce as she looked at Qin Heng.

With a sword in hand, a Swordsman seemed to transform entirely, their demeanor instantly changing.

The moment Yun Lingsu grasped the sword, it was as if she had shed all the despair and helplessness from moments before, becoming revitalized and full of vigor. That sharp Sword Intent emanating from her seemed almost tangible, on the verge of coalescing.

ZING!!

The longsword cut through the air. Yun Lingsu's eyes were incomparably sharp as she pointed the blade at Qin Heng and said, "Were your words just now true?"

"True or false, you need only try to find out," Qin Heng replied with a light chuckle. "Why would I bother deceiving an ant like you? Or perhaps, you lack confidence in your own swordsmanship?"

"Qin Xuantian, you said this yourself, don't regret it!" Yun Lingsu gently bit her red lip. She knew that powerful individuals like Qin Heng usually kept their promises.

He probably won't go back on his word this time either!

Regardless, this was her only chance to leave this place, her only chance to stop being a nanny!

Seize it! She must seize it! She absolutely had to seize it!

"Watch my sword!"

Yun Lingsu shouted with all her might, her voice intense!

Her soft, feminine voice, in that powerful shout, became sharp and piercing, like a beam of sword light tearing through the air, thrusting straight at Qin Heng's head.

Qin Xuantian, I know you probably intend to use your Innate True Qi to block this, but it's a pity you don't know! My Divine Sword Sect possesses a unique sword art called the Qi-Breaking Formula! Employing this sword formula, one can effortlessly pierce an opponent's Protective True Qi! However, since this formula was created hundreds of years ago, very few have truly managed to master it, and I, Yun Lingsu, am one of them!

Yun Lingsu's gaze was calm, yet it couldn't conceal the excitement deep within her heart. She felt as if she could already see the scene: Qin Heng, struck by her sword, having no choice but to honor his word and let her leave—hoisted by his own petard!

ZING!!

However, at that very moment, a crisp sword hum echoed!

Yun Lingsu suddenly felt as if the sword in her hand had struck something incredibly hard. It could not advance any further. No matter how she channeled her Internal Force, she could not penetrate his defense!

Even with the Qi-Breaking Formula activated and concentrated at the sword's tip, it was utterly useless.

The sword tip stopped three inches before Qin Heng's brow.

Not a fraction!

It could not advance even a fraction more!

"How is this possible?! How can this be possible! How can your Protective True Qi be this strong!?" Yun Lingsu stared at Qin Heng in disbelief, her face a mask of incredulity. "Why? Why is this happening!?"

ZING!!

Qin Heng didn't answer. Instead, he extended a finger and flicked the longsword, shattering it into countless fragments that scattered on the ground. He said indifferently, "In this world, there aren't so many 'whys.' I am strong, you are weak. It is as simple as that."

THUMP!

Yun Lingsu sank to her knees once again. Staring at the broken sword in her hand, she remained silent for a long time. Gently biting her lip, she then prostrated herself before Qin Heng and said with utmost respect, "From this day forward, Ling Su is willing to serve by your side and dares not show the slightest negligence again. Young Master Qin, please forgive Ling Su's rudeness from before. In the future, I will certainly serve you with all my heart and strength."

"There's no need." Qin Heng, however, suddenly waved his hand and said indifferently, "You can go."

"...!?" Yun Lingsu was stunned once more, her expression one of utter astonishment.

What did this mean now?

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