BOOM!

Under Qin Heng's terrifying palm strike, the Golden Crow Zhong Shenxi had transformed into exploded on the spot, scattering into countless golden streaks of light and falling from the sky like a dense meteor shower.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!!

Continuous booms resounded as the clouds in the sky churned violently. It was also the sound of the high-temperature golden light producing a screech as it sliced through the air!

Only moments later, Doomsday Bell Divine Ruin of the Gods—the once awe-inspiring entity who oppressed all beings from high above—scattered into innumerable golden lights, vanishing without a trace just like that!

The scorching heat that had rampaged across the land gradually dissipated. The flames surrounding everyone slowly receded. All traces of Zhong Shenxi were fading, disappearing!

This all proved one thing… he was dead! Truly dead! Zhong Shenxi had been struck dead!

The few hundred surviving Martial Artists, as well as Yun Lingsu and the others, stared at Qin Heng in disbelief. Their faces were etched with shock and incredulity, as if they were witnessing the most impossible event in the world.

One palm to overturn the heavens! A casual stroke to subdue the Golden Crow! As a Grandmaster of Transcendence, he had brutally struck down one of the strongest Innate Grandmasters!

How could such a person exist!? How could such a powerful being exist!?

"Heavens! Zhong Shenxi has been killed! Actually killed by Qin Xuantian!?"

"What did I just see? Zhong Shenxi is dead, killed by Qin Xuantian! Am I… am I dreaming?"

"Doomsday Bell was one of the strongest Innate Grandmasters of this era! To be killed by Qin Xuantian… that can't be possible! Heavens!"

"Who cares if it's possible or not! Doomsday Bell is dead, which means we don't have to die!"

"What are you so happy about? Have you forgotten how you were just urging Qin Xuantian to his death?!"

The Martial Artists immediately erupted into a clamor, all abuzz with discussion.

Yun Lingsu, however, collapsed to the ground, completely drained. She stared disbelievingly at Qin Heng, who stood proudly on the preaching platform. It felt as though he hadn't expended much effort at all. Killing Zhong Shenxi, for him, was like accomplishing a trivial task.

Yun Lingsu's mind was in a haze, her worldview shattered. She murmured, "How can this be? How can this be possible!? Why? This can't be! Qin Xuantian is just a Loose Cultivator! How could he be so powerful? Impossible!"

In the worldview Yun Lingsu had been exposed to since childhood, Loose Cultivators were typically synonymous with inferior Cultivation Techniques, incomplete legacies, and weak strength, never to be compared with sect Martial Artists. But now, Qin Xuantian, a Loose Cultivator from the secular world, had actually obliterated Zhong Shenxi—one of the mightiest Innate Grandmasters in the world—right on the spot! This was simply illogical, against all reason!

How could such a thing happen!?

Yun Lingsu was completely stunned. Recalling her earlier words, she was filled with an overwhelming sense of panic. Looking towards Qin Heng on the preaching platform, her eyes once again brimmed with fear.

"Yīngyīng, Jiao!" Yun Lingsu seemed to suddenly remember something. She turned to Shang Ying and Li Jiao beside her and said, "You two have a good relationship with Qin Xuantian. Please, beg for mercy on my behalf! Ask him to be magnanimous and forgive me!"

Just moments ago, I was certain Qin Xuantian was doomed to die. If Qin Xuantian harbors even the slightest grudge against me, it will be an utter disaster! This is someone who could brutally strike down Zhong Shenxi! Even the Divine Sword Sect probably wouldn't offend such a powerful figure for my sake!

"Sister Ling Su..." Shang Ying suddenly felt that Yun Lingsu was so unfamiliar, no longer the reliable older sister figure she remembered but instead full of calculation. She sighed and said, "Sister Ling Su, actually, our relationship with Qin Heng is just average..."

"Sister Ling Su, you really don't need to worry," Li Jiao said. "Qin Heng doesn't seem like the type to hold grudges. I think you'll be fine."

"But what if? Just what if?" Yun Lingsu shook her head. "If he feels even a flicker of displeasure, I'll be beyond redemption! Please, beg for me. Just say… say I'm willing to pay any price, as long as he doesn't kill me! Even if it means becoming his maidservant!"

After uttering these words, Yun Lingsu's cheeks flushed slightly. She was still an innocent maiden, yet she clearly understood what "willing to pay any price" implied. What a maidservant did needed no further explanation.

Shang Ying and Li Jiao also thought of that implication, their cheeks blushing slightly as they looked at Yun Lingsu kneeling on the ground. They couldn't help but reflect that the world of Martial Dao truly respected the strong. Not long ago, Yun Lingsu had looked down on Qin Heng, deeming his death certain. Now, after Qin Heng killed Zhong Shenxi with a single palm strike, her attitude had instantly become utterly servile. She was even willing to pay any price, just to beg Qin Heng to spare her life. The disparity was too great.

"We'll try our best to plead your case," Shang Ying and Li Jiao sighed. They were, after all, friends with Yun Lingsu, who had also protected them just moments ago.

"There's no need to plead." Qin Heng's voice suddenly cut in. The three women turned to see him slowly approaching, a golden flame resembling a miniature sun cradled in his hand. He glanced at Yun Lingsu and said indifferently, "You are not worthy to be my maidservant."

THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!

Yun Lingsu started kowtowing vigorously to Qin Heng. The skin on her forehead, once smooth and lustrous, was now bloody from the impacts. "I know my cultivation and status make me unworthy to be by your side!" she cried. "As long as you spare my life, I'm willing to do anything! I beg Qin Wudi to spare me! Earlier, I was blind and failed to recognize Mount Tai, unaware of your overwhelming divine might! Please, spare my life!"

Her pleading cries caused the remaining several hundred Martial Artists to panic. They quickly knelt before Qin Heng, crying out, "We beg Qin Wudi to spare our lives! Spare us! We were blind just now to think Zhong Shenxi could triumph over you! Please, spare us!"

These people were all terrified! They had been utterly terrified of Zhong Shenxi, but now they felt even greater dread facing Qin Heng, who could obliterate Zhong Shenxi with a single palm strike.

Qin Heng looked at Yun Lingsu and said indifferently, "I will seal your martial cultivation, suppress the Sword Qi in your body, and temporarily turn you into an ordinary person. Go to Tianhai. You will serve my younger sister in my home as a cleaning maid."

Yun Lingsu is a Grandmaster of Transcendence, after all, possessing some status. Although not qualified to be my maidservant, she's more than capable of cleaning and doing laundry for Qin Yun and Song Ningran.

HISS!

The surrounding crowd gasped, staring at Qin Heng in shock. They hadn't expected him to deal with Yun Lingsu in such a manner.

This was Yun Lingsu! A True Disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, the direct disciple of an Innate Grandmaster, hailed as a rare genius Swordsman of the Divine Sword Sect seen once in hundreds of years, and someone certain to become an Innate Grandmaster within ten years!

The Divine Sword Sect might not be as powerful as the Sun Temple, but it was still one of the top ten sects in the hidden Northern Martial Dao world, with several Innate Grandmasters presiding.

And Yun Lingsu, a future star, was to become a maid!?

It was simply inconceivable!

Would Yun Lingsu really agree?