The sports field at Beijing University was enormous, large enough to accommodate several military attack helicopters, which were now descending slowly amid strong gusts of wind.

All the instructors faced the helicopters and shouted loudly, "Salute!!" Then, they greeted them with a military salute!

The doors of the attack helicopters opened, and people clad in full black attire emerged. Their uniforms bore no rank insignia, making their ranks indiscernible, yet an intangible aura of murderous intent emanated from them, causing the surrounding atmosphere to stiffen.

Qin Heng narrowed his eyes slightly at the sight of these people. All of these individuals dressed in black were Half-Step Transcendence Martial Artists, worthy of the title Half-step Grandmaster. The intense aura of blood and slaughter they carried indicated they had likely just returned from a war-torn region.

Although China was in an era of peace, this did not mean the rest of the world was tranquil, especially regions in Eastern Europe where wars were common, earning it the reputation of a conflict zone.

Qin Heng wasn't surprised by the existence of such Martial Artists within the country's military. In this era, on the cusp of a resurgence of Spiritual Energy, it was implausible that the nation, already aware of the situation, was unprepared. Furthermore, these Martial Artists could just be one part of the national forces.

"Go!" Tang Feng, standing before the History Department's student formation, pointed to two of the attack helicopters and said in a deep voice, "Each helicopter will transport thirty personnel. Divide into two teams and proceed!"

After nearly ten days of military training, the students could generally follow orders promptly. They quickly formed two squads and boarded the helicopters.

Qin Heng was in one of these squads with his dorm mates; this group also included Ma Jun, his subordinates, and several girls, including Nie Rongrong.

As Qin Heng was about to leave, Tang Feng approached him, speaking softly, "Mr. Qin, this trip to Penglai Island is dangerous. Could I ask you to look out for these students?" Clearly, Tang Feng had learned of Qin Heng's capabilities from the military. Even if the information wasn't complete, he likely knew enough to make such a request.

"I can," Qin Heng nodded slightly and glanced at Tang Feng, asking, "Penglai Island is on the verge of a great battle; the military must be aware. So why still go to Penglai Island?"

"Mr. Qin, this…" Tang Feng appeared troubled, smiling wryly. "Leaking military secrets is punishable by execution. You'll understand when you get there. With your strength, you won't be in any danger."

"Ha, there's still nothing on Earth that can threaten me," Qin Heng laughed, not pressing Tang Feng for an answer. He turned and left to board the attack helicopter with his classmates.

Watching Qin Heng and the others depart by helicopter, Tang Feng breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"This Mr. Qin, what do you think of him?" Tang Feng's platoon leader approached, eyeing the departing attack helicopters. "The higher-ups said that with him present, there wouldn't be any danger this time. Is he really that amazing? I recall he insulted you before."

"Heh, Platoon Leader, that'll be my bragging rights in the future," Tang Feng said with a smile. "That's the man who single-handedly annihilated the Zeng Family in Youzhou and killed a Semi-Saint with a flip of his hand."

"So this Mr. Qin is Qin Xuantian!" The platoon leader was also surprised and, looking at the sky, said, "It seems we have a good chance for this Penglai trip."

A great battle on Penglai Island, the contention of Semi-Saints—earth-shattering! It would trigger a series of chain reactions, fraught with danger but also immense opportunities!

...

Onboard the attack helicopter.

The cabin space was not particularly large, with just two rows of benches for seating. Qin Heng found a spot and prepared to rest with his eyes closed while spreading his Divine Sense to monitor fluctuations in the Heavenly Essence in the air. If a truly transcendent event were to occur, the Heavenly Essence would undoubtedly respond, and it wouldn't escape his perception. This way, he could immediately prepare for it.

Most transcendent events on Earth were likely related to the resurgence of Spiritual Energy, which would, in turn, interact with the Supreme Law hidden in the universe. This would be beneficial for Qin Heng to advance his cultivation path. He didn't want to miss this opportunity.

Moreover, Qin Heng felt that as his understanding of the Supreme Law deepened and his cultivation became more profound, he might no longer need to remain in the Qi Refinement Realm to clearly comprehend the Supreme Law. Perhaps he could break through to the Foundation Establishment Stage!!

Indeed, his cultivation at the peak of the Qi Refinement Realm was already sufficient to handle most issues on Earth. But after all, Qin Heng was once an Eternal-level Immortal Emperor and an unrivaled genius whose cultivation speed defied all reasoning. For him to always stay at the peak of Qi Refinement was, in fact, not a pleasant feeling.

This feeling was like not being hungry but having an incredibly delicious, fragrant dish—one you particularly adore—right in front of you, yet you can't eat it. It wasn't too uncomfortable, but it wasn't exactly pleasant either.

Qin Heng was now eager to break through to the Foundation Establishment Stage, but this would have to wait until his cultivation path reached a higher level. He had a feeling that this enhancement wasn't too far off. This trip to Penglai Island might just yield some gains!

However, just as Qin Heng had closed his eyes, a faint fragrance reached him, and a clear, tender female voice sounded, "Qin Heng, your name is Qin Heng, right?"

"Hmm?" Qin Heng frowned slightly, opened his eyes, and looked at the girl sitting beside him. He asked indifferently, "Who are you?"

This girl had a pure and innocent appearance with very delicate features. Even without makeup due to the military training, her bare face could be considered exceptionally beautiful. She also had a good figure; the military training camouflage didn't hide her well-proportioned curves, instead adding a touch more charm.

"Damn! Qin Heng, this is Nie Rongrong! You don't recognize the belle of our History Department?" Xu Mingzhe adjusted his glasses, looking at Qin Heng in surprise. "You're really something else!"

"Qin Heng, you really don't recognize her?" Cao Yucheng was also quite amazed, looking at Qin Heng. "Never mind our History Department; even people in the neighboring Archeology and Ancient Architecture departments know her!"

The surrounding students looked at Qin Heng as if he were an alien. Logically, male freshmen are usually quite excitable and pay a lot of attention to girls, especially attractive ones, let alone a top-tier beauty like Nie Rongrong. He doesn't know her? Impossible.

"What a load of crap, acting all aloof. I don't believe he doesn't know her," Ma Jun sneered. He figured Qin Heng was just trying to be contrarian to get Nie Rongrong's attention.

Ma Jun's cronies hastened to agree, saying, "Exactly. This guy's just posturing. Jun-bro, should we rough him up a bit later?"

"After we get off the plane," Ma Jun said coldly, glancing at Qin Heng, "I'll make him regret it!"

"I am Nie Rongrong."

Nie Rongrong gazed softly at Qin Heng, her pure and beautiful face bearing an imperceptible hint of charm. With a voice soft enough to melt into one's marrow, she asked, "Can we be friends?"

"I didn't ask for your name; I asked who you are." Qin Heng's gaze sharpened as his pupils reflected two fluffy ears atop Nie Rongrong's head. He smiled and asked, "Or perhaps I should be asking, what exactly are you?"