Wen Qingye arrived in front of Lingbo Tower, his eyes drawn to the large, gilded characters before him.

’The style of these characters is quite impressive. It seems the backing of this Lingbo Tower is quite formidable,’ Wen Qingye thought to himself, then quickly walked inside.

"This way, Senior Brother, please," a charming maid said with a smile, stepping forward just as he crossed the threshold.

Wen Qingye had put away his Token, so the maid only knew he was a Registered Disciple and nothing more. And these maids, it turned out, were servant disciples of the Celestial Profound Sect.

Wen Qingye nodded and said directly, "I’m looking for someone. Nie Shuang."

The maid quickly replied, "Please come in, Senior Brother. Senior Brother Nie is waiting for you inside."

With that, the beautiful maid led Wen Qingye into the main hall. The hall was already filled with tables, and the din of voices was at its peak. As far as the eye could see, there were only Registered Disciples, and every one of them possessed impressive cultivation.

Suddenly, a man in the distance shot to his feet. He stared at Wen Qingye’s back and frowned. "That’s Wen Qingye."

"So that’s the famous Wen Qingye?" Hearing the man’s words, the others nearby also stood up, craning their necks to look in the same direction.

"It’s just inside. In that case, Senior Brother, I’ll take my leave now." After speaking, the maid slowly retreated.

Wen Qingye pushed the door open and walked straight in.

The room was resplendent with jewels, and an air of classic elegance assailed his senses. At a large table before him sat four people: three women and one man.

The man was none other than Nie Shuang. A smile graced his face, and his Essence, Qi, and Spirit all seemed to be in excellent condition. To Nie Shuang’s left sat Cheng Yu. She kept her head down, not even looking up when Wen Qingye entered.

Wen Qingye had seen the other woman before; she was the one from the Four-Eyebrow Mountain Mine Cave. This woman was a Core Disciple of the Celestial Profound Sect. Her cultivation was exceptionally high, likely at the Destruction Realm.

Next to Cheng Yu was Yann Xiangyang. At this moment, Yann Xiangyang’s delicate brows were tightly furrowed as if she were suppressing something.

When Nie Shuang saw Wen Qingye arrive, he immediately stood up with a smile. "Brother Wen, you’re finally here! Sit, sit."

Wen Qingye sat down next to Yann Xiangyang. Her delicate body trembled for a moment, and then she took a deep breath.

"Now that Brother Wen is here, let me make some introductions." Nie Shuang stood up and said with a laugh, "This is Senior Sister Tangg Jin, a Core Disciple from Chaotian Peak of the Celestial Profound Sect."

Nie Shuang then pointed to Wen Qingye and continued, "And this is the number one genius of my Celestial Martial Country, Wen Qingye. Although his current ranking isn’t high—just outside the top thousand—I believe Brother Wen will soon shine brilliantly."

Nie Shuang was completely unaware of the recent rumors about Wen Qingye, so he had no idea of his current ranking. As for Yann Xiangyang and Cheng Yu, they had been busy with their servant duties in the Celestial Profound Sect and weren’t very familiar with the conflicts among the Registered Disciples.

Tangg Jin’s expression was indifferent. She gave a strained nod, looking as if she wouldn’t have even bothered to do that if not for Nie Shuang. For a Registered Disciple from a small, backwater country ranked outside the top thousand, even having her remember his name was an extravagant wish.

Yann Xiangyang couldn’t help but snap, "What is that supposed to mean?"

SWISH! SWISH!

Tangg Jin’s eyes flashed, piercing towards Yann Xiangyang like two beams of cold light. Yann Xiangyang’s face instantly turned pale, and she recoiled.

Just then, Yann Xiangyang felt a warm current from behind, a gentle force that softly pushed her body forward.

Wen Qingye looked at Tangg Jin with a faint smile. "Using your Destruction Realm Third Heaven cultivation to make things difficult for a servant disciple... That doesn’t seem quite right, does it?"

Hearing Wen Qingye’s words, Tangg Jin’s pupils contracted sharply.

Nie Shuang quickly stepped in to smooth things over. "Alright, alright, we’re all friends here. There’s no need for this. I actually have some good news to share with everyone."

"Good news? What good news?" Cheng Yu finally lifted her head, blinking in confusion.

Nie Shuang gave a light chuckle and lifted his head proudly. "I’ve been accepted as a disciple by the Fourth Elder of Chaotian Peak. In other words, from now on, I’m a Core Disciple."

"A Core Disciple?" Hearing Nie Shuang, both Cheng Yu and Yann Xiangyang were stunned. They stared at him in disbelief.

Not long ago, Nie Shuang had been just like them—a mere servant disciple, one of the lowest-ranked people in the Celestial Profound Sect. But in the blink of an eye, he had become one of the legendary Core Disciples of the Sect. They couldn’t quite process it.

Nie Shuang nodded, looking at the two girls with a smile. Then, he noticed that Wen Qingye was still calmly staring at the teacup in front of him, his expression showing not a single ripple of emotion. Nie Shuang couldn’t help but frown.

But Nie Shuang recovered in a moment, gesturing to the dishes on the table. "Come on, these are all top-quality dishes from Lingbo Tower. I’m sure you’ve never had them before. This food is greatly beneficial for one’s cultivation."

Tangg Jin, sitting to the side, nodded and said faintly, "Yes, these things are quite good for cultivation. It would be good for you to eat more, lest it go to waste."

Yann Xiangyang looked at Tangg Jin. Hearing her words, she felt the tone was completely wrong. She pursed her lips and huffed, "I don’t care for it."

"Xiangyang, your cultivation is still at the Refining Spirit Fourth Layer. Eating the meat of this Liuu Xiang Sable can help you break through in the Refining Spirit Realm. You should have more. Cheng Yu, you eat more too." Nie Shuang’s chopsticks moved continuously, placing several pieces of food into Yann Xiangyang’s and Cheng Yu’s bowls.

Nie Shuang patted his chest and declared confidently, "Once I get to Chaotian Peak, I’ll cultivate hard and save up a lot of Sect Contribution Points. Then, Xiangyang and Cheng Yu, you two will definitely be able to shed your status as servant disciples and officially become Registered Disciples of the Celestial Profound Sect."

Cheng Yu shook her head and replied, "There’s no need. Xiangyang and I can gather the Sect Contribution Points on our own. We’ll manage it sooner or later."

Nie Shuang frowned. "You two? When will you ever be able to gather three thousand Sect Contribution Points?"

"As long as we’re persistent, we’ll succeed eventually, won’t we?" Cheng Yu said, pressing her lips together, her tone laced with tenacity.

"Cheng Yu, you..."

Nie Shuang was about to say more, but Tangg Jin cut him off. "Nie Shuang, since they’ve already said they don’t need it, you might as well save those Sect Contribution Points to exchange for your own cultivation resources. That way, once you become powerful, changing their status will be a simple matter of a word from you, won’t it?"

Hearing Tangg Jin’s words, Cheng Yu’s expression changed.

Wen Qingye watched them bicker back and forth but remained silent, simply lowering his head and sipping his tea.

Yann Xiangyang snorted coldly. "Hmph, we don’t need your hypocrisy."

Tangg Jin glared at Yann Xiangyang, a grim, cold glint appearing in her eyes, as if she were about to lash out at any moment.

BANG!

Just then, the door was slammed open.

"Wen Qingye, Bai Shishuang of the Luocheng Ancient Country challenges you! Do you dare to accept?"