I'm only one year old, what the heck is a Overturning System?!

"Ah... stinky Ah Lang, stop touching my hair!"

The newcomer chuckled nonchalantly and, looking at Chen Yi, said in a familiar tone, "Just call me Ah Lang."

"Chen Er."

Chen Yi abandoned the thought of reaching for his Sumeru Bag at his waist, sized him up for a moment, then glanced at his hands.

Compared to his not-so-tall stature, those hands, white and pure as jade, were notably oversized—at least two sizes too large.

Ah Lang noticed his gaze and raised his hand, "I've practiced some boxing and martial arts over time, and they grew like this."

Chen Yi paused, then said with a blank expression, "It is indeed somewhat uncommon."

A trace of a mischievous smile appeared on Qing Feng's face as she said, "Chen Er, Ah Lang's fist is very powerful. Even a Great Demon King at the Divine Power Realm is no match for him."

"If you encounter an enemy you cannot beat, you can ask for his help, just for a Blood Core from the Divine Travel Realm, you know."

After she said this, she took a subtle glance at Ah Lang as if hinting for him to play along.

Ah Lang subconsciously touched his short hair, saying, "That's not exactly accurate, when I make a move... Never mind, let's just say you're right."

"Exactly, stinky Ah Lang!"

Watching the familiar interaction between the two, Chen Yi couldn't help but ask, "Have you been a member of Xunwang Heaven for long?"

"Not too long," Ah Lang shook his head, saying, "Just a few months longer than you, I guess."

Qing Feng snorted, saying, "To be precise, six months and seven days."

"Feng girl, why do you remember so clearly?"

"You owe me four Blood Cores at the Master Realm, and it's been six months and you still haven't returned them!"

Ah Lang: "...Do you still remember that?"

"Of course, I have to keep a clear record, lest you deny your debts."

Saying this, Qing Feng pointed at Chen Yi, "Chen Er is not like you; three transactions, he paid 'on the spot' for all of them."

"Really?" Ah Lang teased, "Did you extort some more scripts from your senior brother?"

"Th-they're not... Shut up!"

Chen Yi looked at Qing Feng with an odd glint in his eyes, thinking it seems to be the case indeed.

However, his two previous questions to which Qing Feng demanded such a high price did not seem excessive to him.

After all, one was about a method of "resurrection," and the other was a realm above the Divine Power Realm—neither are things ordinary people could be clear about.

With that thought in mind, Chen Yi immediately tossed the Blood Core to Qing Feng.

"Let's make the transaction now before the gathering begins."

Qing Feng, upon receiving it, inspected it for a few moments, her face blooming with joy, and she didn't forget to show off to Ah Lang:

"Look how straightforward he is, unlike you!"

Ah Lang was not offended and just laughed, "I'm just a poor Martial Artist, and any spare money I have goes to buying drinks."

"Hmph, you're just lazy. Sister Qingfeng introduced a deal to you before, and you got drunk instead."

While chiding him, Qing Feng opened her Storage Magic Device and placed the three Blood Cores inside.

Then, she found a black box in a corner and handed it to Chen Yi.

"Another time, your senior brother told you to deliver a message to Mount Blade, and you ended up fighting with someone. Really, what's with you two... Hey, what's wrong?"

It wasn't until this moment that Qing Feng noticed the somewhat stunned expressions on Ah Lang and Chen Yi's faces and asked with curiosity.

Chen Yi snapped back to reality, took the box, and looked at her with a complex expression:

"Sister Qingfeng, your possessions are truly terrifying."

He could see Qing Feng's open Storage Magic Device had an amount of items at least ten times more than his own.

Suspended in midair, the hundred-yard-long storage cabinet contained every conceivable item—Blood Cores, Magic Artifacts, food, drink, the works.

It was practically a walking treasure bag.

"Is that so?" Ah Lang nodded, adding, "I've wanted to rob her for a long time."

"Don't look! Mine, all mine!"

Only now did Qing Feng react, spreading her arms in front of her Storage Magic Device, gnashing her teeth in protest.

Taking advantage of her fuss to close the Storage Magic Device, Chen Yi also took a moment to toss the box he received inside.

But eagle-eyed Ah Lang still caught a glimpse of those neatly aligned items and couldn't help but point at Chen Yi, saying:

"So you are that wealthy; no wonder Feng girl has set her sights on you."

Qing Feng exclaimed in frustration, "You talk nonsense; I also just found out about it!"

"So what now? You won't do business with the Chen Brothers in the future?"

"Of course not... I won't!"

Chen Yi watched their banter with amusement, feeling quite favorable about this Xunwang Heaven.

Still, he was curious about the other members of Xunwang Heaven.

Aside from Qing Feng and Ah Lang before him, there was Zhao Tianhe who invited him to join, and Xiao Lan from the Demon Court. He had yet to meet the mysterious eldest senior brother of Xunwang Heaven.

"What about the others?"

"They should be arriving soon." Looking as if he had tired of the bickering, Ah Lang casually found a seat, uncorked the gourd on his waist, and took a few gulps, saying:

"Sister Qingfeng's senior brother and second senior brother are often late. The Eighth Prince has just left for the Netherworld River, and I reckon he can't make it."

"Sword Obsession is the same. Last I heard, he mentioned a newly risen Sword Cultivator in the Divine Power Realm and went to find him for a match."

"And there's Little Liu'er; she should come... Hmm, unless she picks a fight somewhere."

Eighth Prince, Sword Obsession, Little Liu'er?

They likely aren't their real names.

Does this mean Xunwang Heaven currently only has nine members?

Chen Yi pondered this, then asked, "There's nothing specific we have to do for this gathering, right?"

"Of course not," Qing Feng put away her Storage Magic Device, saying:

"You'll understand after attending a few times. Xunwang Heaven's gatherings have few restrictions. If you have real-life matters to deal with, feel free to take care of those first."

Chen Yi responded with an "Okay," and sat down beside Ah Lang, waiting quietly.

It wasn't long before another figure appeared.

— Her face was obscured by a veil, showing only a pair of pale golden eyes.

Her figure was rather thin, dressed in a red garment, with a faintly visible pure white tail swaying.