A title like "Unrivaled Under the Heavens"! No matter how one tried to explain it, it was bound to provoke jealousy.

Even though the Tianshi Sect had clarified that the meaning of this title was "Below the Innate, unparalleled in this world," the simple literal meaning was clear as day—"Unrivaled Under the Heavens"!!

Throughout history, those who dared to claim themselves "Unrivaled Under the Heavens" rarely met good ends.

After the Tianshi Sect released its Earth Ranking, many had already started scheming, seeking Qin Xuantian's whereabouts to defeat him and thus make a name for themselves!

A great era was dawning, and the Martial Dao was set to prosper!

If one could gain enough fame beforehand, they could seize the initiative in the new era, staying ahead of most people and making many endeavors easier.

However, Qin Heng paid no attention to any of this.

To him, the entire martial arts world wasn't worth mentioning!

Whether it was ancient sects or those so-called peerless geniuses, they were all just ants in his eyes.

As long as they didn't provoke him, all would be well.

After leaving Sichuan and Shu, he went straight back to Tianhai and arranged for An Yue to stay with Jingchen Jinmu.

He distanced himself from all matters related to martial artists and sects, returning to a comfortable and warm ordinary life.

By that time, the college entrance exam had already ended. However, the results hadn't come out yet, and admissions hadn't started, so the people from Yanjing University hadn't arrived. Thus, there was no need to attend school.

Song Ningran was also at the end of her term. She had finished her semester's courses. As a top student, she didn't need to cram at the last minute, so she had quite a lot of free time.

"Hey, Qin Heng, there's a comic convention at Century Square tomorrow. Want to go with me?" Song Ningran, who had been scrolling through her phone, suddenly asked. "We should take Little Yun too."

"Ah? Tomorrow..." Qin Yun pulled a long face. "Our school has mock exams before the finals tomorrow. I can't take the day off. You two go ahead."

Then, she put on a mischievous smile and said, "Hehe, it's the perfect chance for you two to have some time alone~"

SMACK!

Qin Heng flicked Qin Yun's forehead and ruffled her hair, saying, "You little rascal, always daydreaming. Go do your homework. From now on, watch fewer romance novels and TV dramas!"

"WAAH! Brother! You touched my head again! I won't grow tall if you do that! I'm only one point five meters, I can't stop growing yet!!" Qin Yun pouted, looking at Qin Heng with a disgruntled face.

"Give it up, it's hopeless," Song Ningran said with a laugh from the side. "You're sixteen years old, and girls at your age are mostly done developing. You probably won't get much taller."

"BLEH—" Qin Yun stuck her tongue out at Song Ningran and Qin Heng, then climbed up from the sofa and stomped upstairs in her little white shoes. "I'm going to my room! I'll leave you two to your 'time alone'!!"

BANG!

The door to the room closed, and only Qin Heng and Song Ningran were left in the living room on the first floor.

"Ran Ran, why did you suddenly decide to go to the comic convention?" Qin Heng asked, somewhat surprised. "You usually don't go to comic conventions. Is there another reason this time?"

"You usually pay a lot of attention to me," Song Ningran smiled and said, "Actually, I wasn't that interested either, but two of my high school friends are coming. We were in the high school Hanfu club, and they plan to wear Hanfu to browse the comic convention. They invited me to join them."

"Hanfu, huh? That's nice." Qin Heng nodded slightly and smiled. "Then I'll accompany you tomorrow."

「...」

Century Square was one of Tianhai's well-known event plazas. Many large-scale events like concerts, exhibitions, and comic conventions were often held here.

Comic conventions were bustling hubs of excitement for young people and extremely popular.

In the garage, Qin Heng casually picked a black Porsche worth over thirteen million and drove Song Ningran to the parking lot near Century Square.

Because the parking spaces at Century Square were all full, Qin Heng had no choice but to park his car in a parking lot two kilometers away from Century Square and then take a taxi to the entrance of Century Square.

At this time, Song Ningran's two high school classmates were already waiting.

They were two delicately pretty girls, both dressed in traditional Chinese Hanfu. One wore a light green chest-high *ruqun* with a red silk ribbon in her hair, while the other was in a deep red wrap-around Hanfu robe, her long hair draping over her shoulders.

Both were quite beautiful, with exquisite makeup and a fine temperament. Although they were not as stunning as Song Ningran, they were definitely the kind of beauties that could catch one's eye.

However, it was precisely because of this that many photographers were surrounding them, taking pictures from all angles, shooting comprehensively from top to bottom.

Thankfully, Hanfu is a very conservative style, hardly revealing anything below the neck. Even a chest-high *ruqun* only exposes a bit of skin around the collarbones.

If it were some cosplayers' outfits at a convention, such photography might inevitably lead to wardrobe malfunctions.

It seemed that it was also because they were being harassed by these photographers that the two girls, upon seeing Qin Heng and Song Ningran getting out of the taxi, hurriedly ran over to them as if they'd seen their saviors.

"Ran Ran! Ran Ran! You've finally come! Shuhui and I have been waiting for you for so long!"

The group of photographers frowned upon seeing the two girls run off. They sighed regretfully and checked their cameras, disappointed they hadn't captured any revealing shots.

Both these girls are beauties, and they have great figures too. What a pity to only get shots of them dressed! I should ask if I can take some private photos later, heh heh.

I haven't even gotten their contact information yet. I need to add them on WeChat, QQ, or something. It'll be convenient for future collaboration—maybe there will even be some... deeper developments.

These photographers were all inwardly regretful. After all, such high-quality girls were wasted if only photographed at the venue; that was not their objective.

Many photographers at conventions don't have photography as their true purpose. They use photography as a means to hit on girls and then arrange photo shoots with them.

They started with normal outdoor venue photos, then moved to indoor personal photos, and finally to intimate photos with nothing left to the imagination, smoothly progressing to sleeping with them!

Song Ningran's two high school classmates were of very high quality and had already caught someone's attention.

However, seeing the girls run off, most photographers would still leave on their own to find other targets. After all, conventions like this were never in short supply of girls—there were too many of them.

But, one photographer didn't give up. Instead, he chose to follow them, arriving just as Qin Heng was helping Song Ningran out of the taxi.

At the sight of Song Ningran, this photographer's eyes practically bulged!!

Today, Song Ningran was dressed in a pink *ruqun* with white flowing ribbons. Her hair was also tied with silk ribbons and pinned with a White Jade Hairpin. Coupled with her stunning beauty, she was truly a vision of national grace and heavenly fragrance.

This photographer's eyes gleamed with excitement. He was breathing somewhat quickly, looking at Song Ningran, thinking, Exquisite! Absolutely exquisite! Such pure, breathtaking beauty! I must have her!

Then, he glanced at Qin Heng, and his gaze instantly became filled with disdain.

F*ck! Taking such an exquisite beauty out in a taxi? He must be pathetically poor! Doesn't he know to hail a luxury car? And his clothes are all ordinary, no brand names.

After sizing up Qin Heng for a moment, the photographer relaxed and sneered inwardly, Just a poor schmuck. You're completely unworthy of such a beauty. A guy like me should be the one to enjoy her.

Thinking this, he walked over, approached Song Ningran, put on a very gentlemanly smile, and said, "Miss, I am a photographer. May I take a few pictures of you? You are truly too beautiful, like a fairy from heaven, I really..."

"Scram!" Qin Heng said indifferently.

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