The popularity of the Immortal Martial Combat Hall's branch here is quite low, despite its luxurious and high-end appearance, few people come.

Wang Xuan stood at the door, sensing the thoughts of many passersby.

"Heavy, luxurious, and exquisite, this Immortal Martial Combat Hall must be well-off. We're afraid we can't afford the fees they charge their students."

"This is Southeast Asia. Instead of entering the Immortal Martial Combat Hall, it would be better to go to some local martial arts gyms under the protection of the local sects. In such remote places, immediate protection is better."

"I haven't heard that they've produced anyone accomplished, nor have I heard of any achievements. The Immortal Martial Combat Hall might just be a façade."

...

Wang Xuan shook his head. As an outsider, the Immortal Martial Combat Hall indeed hadn't taken root here and found it difficult to integrate, failing to win people's hearts.

"Let's go in." Wang Xuan led the way, followed closely by Chun Shui and Qiushui, as they entered the martial arts hall. A series of promotional landscape paintings flowed by, all works by famous artists.

The numerous honors of the Immortal Martial Combat Hall, having cultivated many renowned fighters in the Federation, left people in awe, but they were so dazzling that it seemed like bragging.

Guided by human-shaped robots, indistinguishable from real people, ordinary individuals wouldn't notice and would merely feel inferior to this receptionists who seemed like big celebrities.

"I'm not signing up for training classes nor seeking guidance, just here to have a look around." Wang Xuan and the Shuishui sisters wandered around the martial arts hall. With his clearance, he could go anywhere in the hall.

There were very few people, with fewer students than instructors, which was indeed embarrassing. The instructors were all dispatched from the Hua District, and most students were local Chinese.

"There's clearly a problem, I really don't know which guy is in charge, making it like this."

They arrived at the training grounds, seeing only over a hundred students. When the students saw the Shuishui sisters, their eyes went wide.

An instructor glared, scolding the students: "Focus on training. To achieve results, you must concentrate, especially you young ones. Without abstaining from women, your body will fall apart. How can you train then?

Those practicing posture stance should focus on that, and those practicing boxing should keep practicing. If you have the strength, go to the gravity room. If you can't calm down, come train with me!"

Lin Sen, tall and sturdy, was only an inch shorter than Wang Xuan, and his arms were exceptionally strong and robust. After reprimanding the students, he walked toward Wang Xuan.

"You're not a student or a guest, I'm not sure how you got in. What's your business?" Lin Sen's gaze was scrutinizing.

"Hey, Old Lin, don't be so loud. You might scare the two young girls." A tall, slim middle-aged man spoke amiably but also occasionally glanced at the Shuishui sisters, evidently appreciating beauty.

Seeing those looks, Qiushui widened her eyes, but her expression was more cute than menacing, adding a touch of allure to her feigned anger. Such eyes were incapable of instilling fear.

But two Middle Level instructors in the distance narrowed their eyes as they exchanged glances filled with cautious vigilance, recognizing that Chun Shui and Qiushui were both formidable at the Blood Exchange Realm.

They appeared to be delicate and lovely girls of fifteen or sixteen; who would have guessed they were so powerful?

"To be young with high cultivation is either due to remarkable talent or an extraordinary background. Plus, the seemingly ordinary man in front of them is truly unusual.

Qian Jinyin, go fetch the Elders." Li Yi's face was stern, unable to relax inwardly.

Wang Xuan was merely wandering the martial arts hall, not speaking to them, and after glancing around, he left the first floor of the building. The upper floors were closed due to the lack of students.

"Such audacity, coming to my Immortal Martial Combat Hall and daring to ignore my questions, halt right there!" Lin Sen approached rapidly, extending a hand to seize the three of them.

But as he neared, his entire body suddenly lifted into the air, suspended without touching the ceiling or floor, unable to grasp anything, with his strength useless, akin to floating weightlessly in space.

This scene was virtually against common sense, and those with various thoughts quickly became cautious and refrained from approaching.

Their gaze towards Wang Xuan was akin to staring at a fierce beast.

Qiushui tilted her cheek, playfully making a haughty gesture, indicating they were formidable.

In the villa area, vegetable and fruit gardens, gardens, sports and entertainment areas, library building...

Wang Xuan had explored half of the Immortal Martial Combat Hall without using his Divine Thought, as doing so would not only be intrusive but might also alert others.

After glancing at a few places, several Elders arrived with an Earth Immortal, standing in front of Wang Xuan and his companions, scrutinizing as they asked, "May we know where the three of you are from and why you are recklessly intruding in the Immortal Martial Combat Hall without permission?!"

Zheng Zhong is the deputy head of the Martial Arts Hall. The previous head had to be transferred because a duel with the leader of a certain faction unintentionally affected dozens of civilians, and he was attacked by other factions using public opinion as a weapon.

The expansion of the Martial Arts Hall in Changming City has been very difficult. They have only just managed to gain a foothold, thanks to the natural deterrent of Immortal Martial Mountain.

As for trying to meddle in local interests, it's tough. A strong foreigner can't suppress a local tyrant, especially if it's a group of local tyrants joining forces to exclude an overseas dragon.

From the moment he saw Wang Xuan, Zheng Zhong's gaze never left him, but he couldn't discern Wang Xuan's cultivation level. In his eyes, Wang Xuan was just an ordinary person.

But that was impossible. Even the two stunning maidservants were at the Blood Exchange Realm, so Wang Xuan couldn't be without any martial power. The fact that even he, at the Sky Realm, couldn't see through it could only mean that Wang Xuan's power far exceeded his own!

Thinking of this, Zheng Zhong felt a chill run down his back.

"You have some momentum, but it's a pity you're strong on the outside but weak inside." Wang Xuan made a brief comment. He could see that Zheng Zhong was actually afraid of him deep down, but he hadn't lost the face of the Immortal Martial Combat Hall.

"This is the Immortal Martial Combat Hall; no matter your cultivation level, you cannot act recklessly!" Zheng Zhong shouted.

Wang Xuan nodded: "That's reasonable."

After speaking, he conjured up a magical palm, a huge hand spanning dozens of square meters pressed down directly, embedding several people into the ground.

"As the hall master, let me teach you the first lesson: to have a foothold, you must have enough strength. Even with strength, you must let others know your power to incite respect.

Relying on the reputation of the Immortal Martial Combat Hall back in the Hua District to succeed in this unfamiliar place is wishful thinking; you ultimately have to compete with others."

Wang Xuan said indifferently, not even sparing a glance, leading the Shui sisters to tour other areas of the Immortal Martial Combat Hall. Zheng Zhong and several elders exchanged glances, their expressions complex, and followed suit.

Zheng Zhong and the others understood that Wang Xuan was dissatisfied with the achievements of the Immortal Martial Combat Hall, so he delivered a small lesson. It was not just an initial show of strength but a reflection of the hall master's authority.

Such a small demonstration of power left them truly uneasy; suppressing them with just one move, especially with a Sky Realm master among them, Wang Xuan's strength was conceivable.

Even if they were bound together, they probably wouldn't withstand a single slap from Wang Xuan.

As they toured, the atmosphere throughout the Immortal Martial Combat Hall felt strange. Although there was no immediate crisis, the air was filled with tension and pressure.

The psychological pressure Wang Xuan exerted on everyone was too strong.

"Who is in the garden area?" Wang Xuan's perception had been locked onto that Earth Immortal level assassin; although well-concealed, he couldn't escape Wang Xuan's mind perception.

Zheng Zhong quickly replied, "There's a gardener, a young man in his twenties who applied a few months ago. He's quite talented in tending to the flowers and plants." That was when the previous hall master had just left.

"A gardener, huh." Wang Xuan chuckled; little did he expect that the strongest person in the Changming City Immortal Martial Combat Hall was merely a gardener, indeed ironic.

A Peak of Sky Control assassin, should he decide to act, no one here except himself would likely withstand it, yet Zheng Zhong and his men have been treading the edge of life and death without even knowing.

Entering the garden area, one could see a hundred-meter-high peak with cascading waterfalls and streams flowing. The garden featured plants, rockeries, ponds, pavilions, and towers, offering a very unique scenery.

While wandering in the garden, after a quarter-hour, they finally encountered a young man in front of a flowerbed. He had an average appearance, one that would easily blend into a crowd. However, upon closer observation, he was found to be quite appealing.

"What is your name?" Wang Xuan glanced at him, observing the newly pruned flowerbed. This person indeed had a knack for it, as his casual pruning made the flowerbed appear distinctive.

The young man stood respectfully, looking as humble as an ordinary person and, facing the significant figures, nervously said, "I am Lin Fan, at your service, my lords." 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Yet as Wang Xuan's gaze fell upon him, Lin Fan immediately felt a prickling sensation behind him, his skin tingling inch by inch, as if he were being stared down by a prehistoric beast.

This man's cultivation is definitely higher than mine! He discovered me!

With a shift of thought, Lin Fan felt a chill. Assassins could only exert their maximum power while hidden—being discovered meant failure.

"At twenty-two or twenty-three years old, definitely an excellent young man." Wang Xuan nodded, acknowledging that Lin Fan truly was exceptional, or he wouldn't have reached the Peak of Sky Control at such an age.

Before everyone, Wang Xuan did not reveal Lin Fan's cultivation or identity; instead, as if unaware, he inquired about the garden's scenery and situation.

Lin Fan, filled with mixed feelings, couldn't fathom Wang Xuan's intentions and wasn't willing to act rashly, for he had no confidence against Wang Xuan.

After a while, Wang Xuan said, "Lin Fan, you indeed are a talent worth nurturing. Would you be willing to become a disciple of the Martial Arts Hall? It's truly beneath you to remain as a mere gardener."