"Your birthday party?"

Qin Heng's eyebrows twitched slightly as he gave Zhuang Xinyan a scrutinizing look, his eyes narrowing.

"That's right, it's my birthday party," Zhuang Xinyan nodded, smiling. "Many well-known figures from Beijing will be attending, as well as executives from leading companies in various industries. Are you interested?"

"A gathering of ants holds no interest for me," Qin Heng said indifferently. "Moreover, with your status, you are not yet qualified to extend an invitation to me. One must be aware of one's own standing."

Having said that, Qin Heng strode away.

Zhuang Xinyan was dumbfounded. Her entire being froze, stiff and gaping like a puppet.

Her face was filled with disbelief, as if she had heard something unimaginable!

Rejected! She was actually rejected!? How is this possible! How could such a thing happen! I, Zhuang Xinyan, invite someone to my own birthday party and get rejected?! Oh my God! I must be hallucinating!

Zhuang Xinyan watched Qin Heng's retreating figure in disbelief, almost suspecting she was experiencing auditory hallucinations because it felt so unreal!

From childhood until now, no matter who she invited, no matter what she invited them to, nobody had ever refused her. Especially after she began to blossom and grow more beautiful, countless boys eagerly hoped for an invitation to her birthday party.

Refused?

Such a thing had never occurred.

Moreover, Zhuang Xinyan seldom took the initiative to invite anyone; generally, the butler arranged and distributed the invitations. The number of times she had personally extended an invitation could be counted on one hand. Even when she did extend invitations personally, it was always to other girls.

Qin Heng was the first male she had ever invited. To her utter disbelief, this very first invitation to a male was met with rejection!

This was truly difficult for Zhuang Xinyan to accept!

Watching Qin Heng's retreating figure, Zhuang Xinyan stamped her foot, bit her red lip, and clenched her small fists, her expression utterly serious.

I refuse to believe that you can completely ignore me! No one has ever refused me before! Even if you are of noble status with a mysterious background, I refuse to believe that you can totally ignore my charm!

Zhuang Xinyan was very confident in her own charm; otherwise, she wouldn't have reacted so strongly after being rejected by Qin Heng.

With such confidence, Zhuang Xinyan chased after Qin Heng, who, in her eyes, was only walking at a normal pace. She thought that if she ran after him, she would quickly catch up.

However, reality proved her wrong—terribly wrong.

After chasing for merely a dozen seconds, Zhuang Xinyan realized that Qin Heng had vanished. He seemed to be walking normally and didn't appear fast, yet the distance he covered was incredible.

In the blink of an eye, there was no trace of him.

"What's going on!?" Zhuang Xinyan stopped, looking in the direction Qin Heng had gone with disbelief. This was truly bizarre. How could he walk so fast!?

Now, Zhuang Xinyan was out of options. Having lost him, she naturally couldn't extend her invitation anymore.

"Such a mysterious man," Zhuang Xinyan pouted, looking in the direction Qin Heng had left. "Sooner or later, I'll make you accept my invitation. I refuse to believe you can resist my charm!"

「...」

Although Qin Heng had already left, his Divine Sense had a wide range of perception. When Zhuang Xinyan muttered about him, he naturally sensed it. Hearing Zhuang Xinyan's "heroic aspirations," he chuckled coldly to himself. What's so impressive about your charm?

Back in the Immortal Realm, even the renowned Chang'e, whose fame spread across all heavens, had served Qin Heng wine and tea. What kind of beauty had he not seen? How could he be moved simply by looks?

That was impossible.

Qin Heng decided to first go to Media University to catch up with Wu Yuqing and see how she was doing there. Back in Tianhai, he had a fairly good relationship with Wu Yuqing; they could be considered friends.

However, not long after leaving Zhuang Xinyan, Qin Heng, still on his way to Media University, suddenly felt a fluctuation in the space around him, as if the area he occupied was suddenly cut out and isolated.

The surroundings instantly turned monochrome. Passing pedestrians and vehicles ignored Qin Heng, as if they couldn't see him at all. It seemed as if the space Qin Heng occupied had folded in on itself, separating him from the real world. Although Qin Heng could see the outside world, the outside world couldn't interact with him.

Void fold, two worlds divided? Qin Heng observed the surroundings with interest. This was the first time he had encountered such a sophisticated spell on Earth. Or perhaps it was the effect of some kind of secret treasure.

In the Immortal Cultivation World, only a Golden Core-level cultivator or someone wielding a Golden Core-level Spiritual Treasure could perform such a feat.

"HA HA HA! Worthy of being called the invincible Qin Xuantian in China, truly a man of insight." The speaker's voice was very strange. Despite speaking fluently, one could tell it wasn't the accent of a native Chinese speaker; this was obviously a foreigner!

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

The isolated void began to tremble, and space itself started rippling as if a storm were raging, unleashing a wave of Destructive Power that filled the area.

Then, Qin Heng saw three dark figures—one large and two small—emerge from the void ahead of him. They quickly took on human form.

The one at the forefront, the largest of the three, materialized into a heroic-looking man, over 1.9 meters tall. He was stunningly handsome, with an extremely pale complexion devoid of any blood, and exuded an unbearably cold aura, making him seem almost like a dead man.

Behind him, the two smaller dark figures transformed into cloaked individuals wielding scythes. Their faces were obscured, but they emanated an extremely dense murderous intent and a profoundly malevolent force. They were like demons that had crawled out of the Nine Nether Abyss, carrying with them a purely intense aura of death!

A Semi-Saint! Two at the peak of the Innate!

Qin Heng instantly determined the strength of these three individuals. Their ability to perform the art of two-world separation indicated they likely possessed at least one Golden Core-level Spiritual Treasure.

Overall, their power was extremely formidable!

The leading man, who carried an air of nobility like the leader of some organization, looked proud and conceited. Gazing down at Qin Heng, he said indifferently, "Kneel, foolish mortal. Hand over the treasure in your possession, or everyone close to you will suffer unimaginable disasters because of your stupidity!"

One of the figures behind Hades sneered, "This is one of the three great leaders of the Olympus Pantheon, code-named Hades! You, an insect-like being, don't even dream of resisting His Majesty, Lord Hades!"

The two figures behind Hades then let out eerie laughter. One of them added, "Otherwise, not only will you suffer a fate worse than death, but your friends will also be killed because of you! HEH HEH HEH HEH!"

As they spoke, the figures gestured with their scythes, and several images appeared on them: Qin Heng's parents, Qin Yun, Song Ningran, Wu Yuqing, Xia Shuang, and even Li Qiuting, Jiang Pingqiao, and Zhuang Xinyan.

"Kneel and accept your destined fate," Hades said, his face dripping with heavy scorn as he looked at Qin Heng. "Hand over the treasure that can refine the Nine Nether nether energy!"

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