When the battle between Yiqing School and Yang Dingtian ended, the name of the Night Emperor surfaced for the first time, becoming a hot topic in the Huaxia Martial Arts Realm.

Because Yiqing School's strength was too overwhelming, people knew that normally, in the Martial Arts Realm, those making their mark wouldn't be strong enough to stop him.

So, people began to pin their hopes on the mysterious Night Emperor.

They saw him as the stabilizing force of Huaxia, a key figure saving a crumbling house.

Unconsciously, the term Night Emperor became the hottest buzzword in the Martial Arts Realm, his reputation spreading across Huaxia, showing signs of becoming a household name.

Though the battle between Yiqing School and the Night Emperor had yet to arrive, the hype had already been stoked to extraordinary levels by curious and interested audiences.

Amidst the external clamor and excitement, Qin Hao, recovering in the hospital, knew nothing.

He was immersed in leisurely days with two beautiful women.

Having had his fill, Qin Hao temporarily withdrew his mischievous hands, letting the two girls practice their techniques in the room.

Seeing it unbearable, he occasionally gave them pointers, benefiting the two greatly.

As deep night approached, Qin Ling and Butterfly finished their practice, covered in sweat, with hair and clothes sticking to their skin.

After dinner, Qin Hao asked them to return to the safe house first to prevent any incidents.

But they strongly objected, leaving Qin Hao helpless, forcing him to feign a severe judgment, which was met with firm opposition.

In resignation, he sported a naughty smile, "There's only one bed in the room, would you want to... hehehe."

On this topic, the two girls reverted to their girlish nature, too shy to utter a word.

The door opened, and Xie Jingru came in from outside. After whispering in Qin Hao's ear, she eyed the two girls before leaving.

"This girl just now was so dashing."

Butterfly exclaimed with innocent admiration.

Qin Hao laughed, "Not only dashing, but very capable. She will also have people protecting me tonight, so don't overdo it here. Go hide away first."

Fearing disobedience from the two girls, Qin Hao lectured them at length, eventually convincing them to reluctantly leave.

Once they left, Qin Hao's smile faded, replaced by a helpless expression.

Xie Jingru had just told him about what happened in the afternoon.

"That damn Yiqing bastard, you can show off, but why drag my name into this..."

Qin Hao was very displeased. With his capability, becoming famous in Huaxia was easy. Staying low-profile was because the Night Emperor's name wasn't well-regarded, as being the king of the Dark World wasn't friendly in the bright world.

So, he deliberately hid his identity upon returning home.

Now, thanks to that wretched Yiqing, everything was exposed. Normally, two days after the battle, he'd become known, making it hard to remain low-key.

"No way! A great man like me can only be a silent hero, forget being a big star."

Qin Hao frowned, pondering, then suddenly smacked his forehead, "Got it, I'll just wear a mask during the duel!"

Saying his idea out loud, Qin Hao beamed with joy, unable to help but praise his own cleverness.

Ring ring ring, the phone rang.

Picking up, Fatty's anxious voice came through, "Boss, did you know you're famous?"

"Cough cough, I already knew, little Fatty, your news report lagged a bit!"

Qin Hao's feigned serious tone startled Fatty, "How could that be, boss, aren't you in the hospital? How could you get the news so fast!"

A bit proud, Qin Hao detailed the Ancient Martial Alliance incident.

Fatty's voice sounded a bit disappointed, "No wonder, I was wondering how the boss got news feeds. But it's true, collecting Intel is my job!"

"Little Fatty, in my eyes, you've always been the strongest hacker."

Qin Hao, knowing Fatty's childish nature, quickly placated him with compliments.

"Boss, do you really see me that way!"

Fatty's voice was full of excitement.

Qin Hao nodded against his conscience, "You're the intelligence king of the Dark World!"

"I... I'm so touched, boss, appreciating me like this, I won't disappoint you."

Saying that, Qin Hao's phone buzzed persistently, and Fatty continued, "These videos I shot the past few days, all capturing Yiqing School's fighting scenes!"

"What!"

Even Qin Hao couldn't help a small surprise. He knew little about Yiqing School.

Their fame was so immense. If he went into battle unprepared, the win rate wouldn't be high.

Now with the video, he could study the opponent's combat style and strength in advance, devising a strategy to potentially increase the win rate.

Switching the call to speaker, Qin Hao silently clicked on the videos Fatty sent.

The video was half an hour long, showing Yiqing School battling twelve of Shanghai's top experts.

In typical expert duels, it's often a contest of endurance and strength, and normally, a match might last half an hour.

Yet, twelve entire battles took only this long, showing the overwhelming strength of Yiqing School.

Watching the video in its entirety, Qin Hao's expression turned very grave.

Throughout the process, Yiqing School never drew a sword, mostly using their fingers as swords and easily defeating opponents.

Undoubtedly, their strength was greater than anticipated, not to mention their unfathomable Inner Strength, merely the profound understanding of Sword Intent had reached the Transformation Realm.

In all honesty, Qin Hao felt that even if he awakened the Power of Bloodline, it might not guarantee victory.

Because, after reaching the Transformation Realm, Yiqing School had become the sword itself, with unprecedented speed and power.

More troubling, the Power of Bloodline had a time limit, and since the battle was set in two days, the aftereffects should still be there, giving him no opportunity to awaken it!

"At this rate, my reputation might be completely ruined!"

In his heart, Qin Hao felt bitter, while Fatty cautiously asked over the phone, "Boss, what do you think your chances are?"

With no mood for jokes, Qin Hao wryly said, "Currently, he has about a seventy percent win rate."

"What! Is that old geezer really that strong, even the boss isn't confident?"

Fatty's tone was full of astonishment. Sensing Qin Hao's dour mood, he teased, "Boss, foreign betting shops are also favoring him, why don't I bet all my assets on him?"

"Acting like a traitor, huh!"

Qin Hao laughed and scolded, "Fatty, it's time to prove your loyalty; bet all your assets on me!"

"Boss, you're forcing me to the rooftop!"

Fatty howled dramatically, amusing Qin Hao and lifting his spirits somewhat.

He replayed the video once more, dissecting the previous scenes in his mind.

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