Ancient Godly Monarch - Chapter 225

Chapter 225: Reinforcement

 

Old Mo instantly froze when he heard Qin Wentian’s words.

What status did he have? He was the Clan Lord of the Mo Clan, Mo Qingcheng’s granddad, the strongest cultivator in Chu below the Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns. Qin Wentian, a youth with mediocre talent actually dared to talk this way to him?

“What did you just say?” Old Mo’s countenance was extremely unsightly. He was already in a terrible mood after what happened to Qingcheng, and now with the impudence Qin Wentian was showing him, how could he tolerate it? Involuntarily, a terrifying pressure emanated forth from him.

“If you don’t dare to kill him, I’ll do it. Get. The. Fuck. Out. Of. My. Way.” Qin Wentian was still coldly staring at Old Mo. He naturally understood that there was only one reason why Old Mo didn’t dare to kill Hua Xiaoyun.

Old man Mo feared Hua Xiaoyun’s background. Even when he knew Hua Xiaoyun was the one that led Mo Qingcheng into this state, he still didn’t dare to kill him.

Narrowing his eyes, a murderous urge could be seen gleaming in Old Mo’s gaze. He would feel more guilt if a member of the Mo Clan was the one confronting him, but since it was Qin Wentian, he had no such concern. Qin Wentian was seeking death.

Qin Wentian continued walking forwards, and his sarcastic tone of voice felt like slaps raining upon Old Mo’s face. How could Old Mo tolerate Qin Wentian’s impudence?

“Ignorant fellow.” Old Mo sent out a palm strike towards Qin Wentian. However in that instant, a fierce wind gusted as an exceptionally sharp intent descended, causing the heart of Old Mo to tremble in fear. In that instant, he felt as though he was in mortal danger.

After the wind gusted past, a graceful silhouette appeared in front of him as though she had always been there,

The young lady casually stood there, her presence alone caused Old Mo to feel a bone-chilling sensation. He felt as though he would be lacerated into minced meat as long as the young lady in front of him willed it.

His palm froze halfway in motion, as his eyes grew as round as saucers. This veiled young lady, was at the Heavenly Dipper Realm. She was a Heavenly Dipper Sovereign.

Why would there be such a powerful character at the side of Qin Wentian?

“You are truly unqualified to be Qingcheng’s granddad. If she recovers, so be it. But if anything happens to her, I shall personally send you to hell to accompany her.” Qin Wentian stared straight into the eyes of Old Mo, the resoluteness of his determination so palpable that Old Mo involuntarily trembled.

He was actually threatened in this manner by someone of the junior generation. Glancing at the Heavenly Dipper Sovereign at the side of Qin Wentian, many question marks appeared in his mind.

If Old Mo showed some concern about matters of Chu, he would already have known about Qing`er. Sadly, how could such a small Chu Country be in his sights? In his eyes, Chu was just a speck of dust. How could he have high regards for Qin Wentian, a so-called ‘genius’ that originated from Chu?

Qin Wentian passed Old Mo by, his killing intent locking onto Hua Xiaoyun.

Hua Xiaoyun’s eyes flashed, as he cast a glance at Qing`er. If Qing`er made a move, he wouldn’t even have a chance to resist. But he wasn’t that concerned about Qin Wentian. He was shocked only because he didn’t expect that there would be someone in Chu that had the protection of a Heavenly Dipper Sovereign.

“I’m Hua Xiaoyun from the Moon Continent’s Hua Clan, may I inquire who you are?” Hua Xiaoyun looked at Qing`er. As a Heavenly Dipper Sovereign, in addition to her age and beauty, he deduced that she most likely was also from the Grand Xia Empire.

Qing`er’s brows creased every so slightly. She coldly shot a glance at Hua Xiaoyun before pointedly looked away. Her actions caused Hua Xiaoyun to stiffen. Qing`er was disregarding him, treating him like thin air.

“It doesn’t matter who you are. You have to die regardless.” Qin Wentian’s aura magnified as an overwhelming demonic Qi filled the air. His inky black hair danced about in the wind, as the blood in his body seethed and surged. Rumbling sounds could be heard within, as his killing intent reached the skies, causing everyone in the vicinity to unconsciously take a few steps backwards.

Was this the number one genius of Chu? What a terrifying aura.

However, they heard that Hua Xiaoyun was someone at the fourth level of Yuanfu, the gap between him and Qin Wentian was too wide. Not only that, Hua Xiaoyun had already comprehended a Mandate. How could Qin Wentian stand against him?

Boom! The Yellow Springs Monument directly appeared, flying towards Hua Xiaoyun with explosive speed. Crimson beams of light could be seen channelling from Qin Wentian’s body into the stone monument. Hua Xiaoyun’s expression froze as he felt the circulation of blood in his body speeding up, as his heart pounded with increasing intensity.

“KILL!” Qin Wentian roared.

Buzz. A terrifying after-wind billowed, Qin Wentian transformed into a blurry shadow as he dashed towards Hua Xiaoyun. A boundless feeling of violence warped his demeanor so much that his current appearance resembled an ancient demon war god, an ancient-looking halberd appearing in his hands.

Hua Xiaoyun’s aura also blasted out as well. With a wave of his sleeves, a resplendent golden halo appeared in front of him. Channeling his energy towards the halo, countless golden colored sharp swords flew madly towards Qin Wentian, with the intent to lacerate him from where he stood.

The terrifying golden swords were all imbued with fearsome penetrating capabilities. At the same time, the will of a Mandate slammed down onto Qin Wentian, causing him to feel as if his body was soon to be pierced through by these golden swords.

The ancient halberd in his hands weaved about in an intricate dance, creating beautiful arcs of Astral Light that obliterated the golden swords that came into contact with it. Simultaneously, as he was defending against this attack, Qin Wentian commanded the Yellow Springs Monument to slam into Hua Xiaoyun. Booming sounds rang out, as Hua Xiaoyun let out a pain-filled groan. The resonance caused by the blood Qi of the Yellow Springs Monument was too monstrous.

As Hua Xiaoyun retreated, a protective-type divine weapon in the form of a millstone, appeared in front of him. His expression was stone-cold, as he pointed towards the air. The golden light emitted from the millstone then enveloped the crimson glow of the stone monument.

A whistling sound could be heard from the Yellow Springs Monument, as the crimson light it emitted grew stronger and stronger. With a roar of rage, Qin Wentian channelled even more of his bloodline’s power into it until the point where his senses became one with the stone monument. At this moment, he could sense a monstrously terrifying power residing in the Yellow Springs Monument, but sadly, he still didn’t have the ability to fully control it.

“I want you to die.” Qin Wentian stared at Hua Xiaoyun like he was staring at a dead man. Stepping forwards, the ground trembled with the force from his steps. His halberd moved at an extreme speed, while at the same time, the oppressive pressure of the stone monument bore down on Hua Xiaoyun.

Terror flashed in his eyes as he forcibly resisted against the pressure. Sending out a golden beam of light to knock the ancient halberd away, he eventually spat out a mouthful of blood as his countenance changed.

Without hesitation, Hua Xiaoyun immediately retreated, lengthening the distance between him and Qin Wentian.

Even if the Heavenly Dipper Sovereign didn’t make a move, an incensed Qin Wentian was already sufficient to take his life.

This caused Hua Xiaoyun to feel as though he was in a dream. No matter what, he was still someone at the fourth level of Yuanfu.

“It must be due to the suppression caused by the stone monument. If not for that, I would have killed him easily,” Hua Xiaoyun mused, this whole thing was too bizarre.

“I can’t stay in Chu any longer.” Hua Xiaoyun felt extremely depressed. Who would have thought that it would be so dangerous in Chu? What a humiliation.

An overwhelming killing intent pressed down behind him and he felt himself being enveloped by an ice-cold intent. Hua Xiaoyun stiffened as he turned his head. Boundless amounts of demonic Qi permeated the air, as a pair of demonic beast wings grew on Qin Wentian’s back. His cold black eyes were like an abyss, telling Hua Xiaoyun that he would soon be a dead man. Qin Wentian wouldn’t give up until he was dead.

“Reckless fool.” Hua Xiaoyun’s anger bubbled out.

Drawing the Astral Energy within his Yuanfu to its limits, Hua Xiaoyun’s speed explosively increased as he shot towards the direction of the Dark Forest.

Swoosh! A raging wind gusted by, as a terrifying blood intent descended. Hua Xiaoyun grimaced, feeling as though his body was about to explode. Sweeping his glance backwards, he saw that the Yellow Springs Monument had somehow also grown a pair of wings similar to that of Qin Wentian, granting it an explosive increase in speed as it trailed closely behind him.

Halting his steps, his countenance grew incomparably sinister, and a golden sword emitting a terrifying sharpness appeared in his hands.

“BREAK!” A golden beam of light flashed, as Hua Xiaoyun sent out a slash of sword energy aimed at the stone monument. The stone monument shuddered for a moment, before brushing off his attack and continued trailing behind him. Terror seized him, as explosions went off in Hua Xiaoyun’s mind. His attack was ineffective? If this went on, he would be pressured to death sooner or later.

“Young Master.” At this moment, a voice drifted over. Hua Xiaoyun’s gloomy expression faded, replaced with joy as he roared, “KILL HIM, KILL THE PERSON BEHIND ME!”

Several silhouettes appeared in the distance. The cultivation of the man in the lead was extremely frightening, he was also a Heavenly Dipper Sovereign. There were about five others behind him, all of them servants with a cultivation base at the third level of Yuanfu or below. Usually, these yuanfu cultivators would do odd jobs for him, while he would give them a pointer or two whenever he was free.

In the Grand Xia Empire, matters such as these were extremely ordinary. There would always be people willing to follow Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns around, even those from the transcendent powers. They didn’t have outstanding talents, and it was almost impossible for them to climb to the top in the transcendent powers, hence, they would rather choose to serve under a Heavenly Dipper Sovereign in order to receive guidance on their path. Who knows, they might have a chance in the future to become one as well.

Even if these servants were at the third level of Yuanfu and below, in Chu, they were still considered experts. This was the difference between Chu and the Grand Xia Empire.

This Heavenly Dipper Sovereign was here because the matter in the Dark Forest had been concluded. He was under orders to go to the Mo Clan to fetch Hua Xiaoyun back. Never would he have imagined that in such a small place like Chu there would be someone wanting to kill the second young master of the Hua Clan. Maybe, the adage ‘the foolish are fearless’, was referring to this.

Even though Hua Xiaoyun in the Hua Clan couldn’t be considered outstanding, he was still from the direct line of descent, after all. Not only that, the radiance of his elder brother’s talent was extremely dazzling and thus, nobody had ever dared to bully him, be it inside the clan or outside of it. Maybe it was because of this, that he slowly became known as ‘the useless second Young Master’ behind his back.

The Heavenly Dipper Sovereign coldly glanced at Qin Wentian before he extended his hand, intending to grab him. A terrifying energy current howled, as it sped towards Qin Wentian.

However, at the same moment, a lotus manifested in front of Qin Wentian, as Qing`er’s silhouette abruptly appeared, so beautiful that it was as though she transcended ephemeral beauty.

“You want to kill me? I WANT YOU TO DIE!” Hua Xiaoyun howled at Qin Wentian, when he saw that his followers had arrived, his countenance becoming increasingly malevolent.

Qin Wentian turned his gaze to Qing`er, Qing`er was as aloof as before. She glanced back at Qin Wentian as she stated in a clear, melodious voice, “This old man is not a problem for me, I can settle him.”

A smile appeared on Qin Wentian’s face as he glanced at Qing`er’s ice-cool demeanor. However, as he turned his gaze onto Hua Xiaoyun, his fierce desire to kill rose up once more!

Chapter 226: Summons

 

After Qing`er spoke, she moved towards the enemy Heavenly Dipper Sovereign. After sensing the aura exuded by Qing`er, the other party didn’t dare underestimate her, not even slightly. He silently cursed in his heart, wondering what trouble this useless second Young Master had created this time around. How could he have antagonised someone who had the protection of a Heavenly Dipper Sovereign?

This useless second Young Master, was truly… hopeless. Maybe it was due to the support his background had afforded him, gradually causing his character to become like this, someone who created trouble everywhere he went. There were many in the Hua Clan who secretly lamented that if only Hua Xiaoyun had half the capability of his elder brother, they would already be satisfied with it.

Qing`er and the other Heavenly Dipper Sovereign commenced their battles, causing terrifying shockwaves to bombard the area around them. The enemy Heavenly Dipper Sovereign soared upwards, wanting to lure Qing`er away. He didn’t believe that Hua Xiaoyun wouldn’t be able to kill someone at the first level of Yuanfu, not to mention with help from his other servants.

Two brilliant streams of light shot skywards, leaving behind the Yuanfu cultivators.

Hua Xiaoyun’s smile became even more malevolent.

“KILL HIM. All of you go together, bring me his head.” His words almost caused the Heavenly Dipper Sovereign flying skywards to vomit a mouthful of blood. Although Hua Xiaoyun’s talent couldn’t really be considered outstanding, but he was at the very least, a fourth level Yuanfu cultivator who had comprehended the first level of a Mandate. Did he really need to behave like this to kill someone at the first level of Yuanfu?

Hua Xiaoyun’s actions left the old guy speechless.

Hua Xiaoyun wasn’t afraid of Qin Wentian. What he was afraid of, was that strange and bizarre monument that Qin Wentian had used. With the suppression pressure of that monument, he couldn’t summon his full strength in a one-on-one battle. Thus, he could only gather more people to surround Qin Wentian.

As the other Yuanfu Cultivators flew forwards, encircling Qin Wentian, the haunted, fiendish look in his eyes grew more and more pronounced as the Yellow Springs Monument hovered above his head. Abruptly, resplendent Astral Light surrounded him as a burst of demonic Qi erupted forth, so saturated that it permeated the air. A beast-type Astral Soul appeared near to Qin Wentian and upon seeing the demonic beast’s form, Hua Xiaoyun and his cronies stood there, dumbstruck.

Head of a dragon, body of a lion, tail of a snake, wings of a roc, scales of a Xuanwu Tortoise, claws of a Kirin. This sinister looking demonic beast appeared to be the incarnation of brutality. The baleful air it emitted gave people chills in their heart, akin to witnessing a monster from their darkest nightmares.

“What demonic beast constellation is this Astral Soul condensed from?” Hua Xiaoyun cursed in a low voice. His heart was filled with trepidation and shock. Even if he ignored his earlier question, the radiance of the golden corona was so dazzling that there was no doubt this Astral Soul was condensed from a Constellation in the 5th Heavenly Layer. There was no way Hua Xiaoyun could communicate and form innate connections with any of the constellations in the 5th Heavenly Layer. The only one he knew of that was able to do so, was his elder brother.

If those who were widely read and more knowledgeable were here, they would surely be able to tell that the demonic beast Astral Soul before them had the form of a Demon Sovereign, ranked #1 in the Warbeast Index.

Sadly, neither Hua Xiaoyun nor his cronies could recognise it.

Qin Wentian closed his eyes, drawing in a deep breath. Borrowing the aid of the Demon Sovereign’s Beast Spirit he obtained from the Spiritual Beasts Testing Grounds, his consciousness and intent shot upwards to the realm of the Nine Heavenly Layers.

His Demon Sovereign Astral Soul lifted his head and howled in response. Although it was day time, an intense beam of starlight could be seen explosively shooting downwards, breaking apart the dome of Heavens. This phenomenon caused the hearts of those in the vicinity to tremble violently. What… was going on?

ROARRR~ The Demon Sovereign Astral Soul let out a roar as the beam of starlight entered its body, forming and strengthening the connection between Qin Wentian’s Astral Soul and the Demon Sovereign Constellation that existed in the 5th Heavenly Layer. BOOOOOM! Qin Wentian’s body was filled with strength, the Astral Energy within the Yuanfu that corresponded with the Demon Sovereign’s Astral Soul overflowed, as it began a summoning.

Bzzz. The air shook as space broke apart, and an illusory form of a demonic beast appeared. This demonic beast had large, silvery wings; it was none other than the Silver Roc listed in the Warbeast Index.

The illusory form became increasingly corporeal, as it transformed into an actual existence. At the point of time where it crossed from illusory to reality, its eyes abruptly snapped open, the malice and brutality contained within made the souls of those who saw it shiver.

“This…” Hua Xiaoyun stared in stupefaction.

“This is a summoning-type Astral Soul, it can summon Astral Warbeasts from other constellations,” one of the Yuanfu cronies intoned in a low voice, his heart pounding. Exceedingly harsh conditions were required for the cultivator to be able to use the ability ‘summon’ for any summoning-type Astral Soul. Not only must one’s sensory ability be unfathomably high, they would also need an astronomical amount of Astral Energy to support the ‘summon’ ability. Both factors would determine the strength and power level of the summoned Astral Warbeast.

This was the first time Qin Wentian used the ‘summon’ ability of his Demon Sovereign Astral Soul. Earlier when he had done so, he could faintly sense that the strength of the summoned Astral Warbeast was correlated to his own strength.

Ranked #98 in the Warbeast Index, the Silver Roc belonged to the type of demonic beast that can undergo evolution. Currently, the aura the Silver Roc emitted was similar to a cultivator at the peak of the second level of Yuanfu.

“The summoning jumped a level?” Surprise flashed in Qin Wentian’s eyes. After all, he was only at the first level of Yuanfu.

“Quick, what are you all waiting for? KILL HIM!” Hua Xiaoyun roared. Only then did his cronies wake from their stunned state, as they dashed explosively towards Qin Wentian.

“All of you will die.” The coldness in Qin Wentian’s voice was so chilling that it pervaded the bone. The Silver Roc erupted into motion, zooming towards the attacking cultivators, and as it flew, its massive wings caused a mini hurricane to manifest. At the same time, the Yellow Spring Monuments hovering above his head intensified its crimson glow, as a towering blood Qi permeated the atmosphere.

Qin Wentian continued to stand in his original spot. His Demon Sovereign Astral Soul was still roaring, facing the Heavens. This caused Hua Xiaoyun to tremble intensely. Was Qin Wentian still intending to summon another Astral Warbeast?

Lunatic, that lunatic! Even if he summoned them, how could he control so many demonic beasts at the same time?

BOOM! A terrifying tremor rocked the earth. A Sky-ember Lion Astral Warbeast appeared beside Qin Wentian. This was one of the demonic beast spirits whom Qin Wentian devoured back when he was in the Spirit Beasts Testing Grounds, ranked above the #300 mark in the Warbeast Index. Similarly, the aura it exuded was at the peak of a cultivator at the second level of Yuanfu.

Qin Wentian had no intentions of stopping. After which, a Silver-Armored Bear King appeared as well, its towering frame akin to that of a gigantic mountain as it barrelled forward, rushing the enemy Yuanfu cultivators.

Qin Wentian’s mind shuddered violently, feeling as though it was about to split apart. These Astral Warbeasts all had a trace of his spiritual conscious within them. But because of the number of Astral Warbeasts summoned, the pressure weighing down on his mind grew increasingly heavier. This kind of feeling was incredibly difficult to bear.

Yet Qin Wentian could care less. These people had to die. His killing intent, was also the killing intents of these Astral Warbeasts, so intense that it was palpable in the air.

“Fsssssh…”

A Yuanfu cultivator was torn apart. Although the Astral Warbeast was only at the peak of the second level of Yuanfu, their combat prowess didn’t lose out in the slightest when compared to a human cultivator at the third level of Yuanfu. Furthermore, their rage was fuelled by the emotions of Qin Wentian, his influence causing the Astral Warbeasts to enter into a battle frenzy.

Hua Xiaoyun had originally planned to kill Qin Wentian by besieging him from all angles. However, the aura Qin Wentian now exuded felt more and more dangerous.

“DIE!” The Silver Roc glided across the air, in the direction of Hua Xiaoyun. The Yellow Springs Monument, as well as Qin Wentian himself, also dashed out.

Hua Xiaoyun slashed out an energy beam in anger. However, the Silver Roc was too agile, it easily sidestepped the energy beam as it lunged straight at Hua Xiaoyun, aiming for his head.

“Vile creature!” Hua Xiaoyun coldly shouted. Slashing out with his palms with a force akin to the chop of a sabre, he incorporated it with the will of his Mandate as he pushed the roc away.

BOOM! The Yellow Springs Monument descended, causing Hua Xiaoyun’s heartbeat to pound as his blood circulation went into a frenzy. Simultaneously, the attack of Qin Wentian’s ancient halberd also arrived, causing Hua Xiaoyun to be at a loss on how to react.

Snarling in anger, Hua Xiaoyun went into berserk mode. His divine sharp sword flew towards the Yellow Springs Monument, while his five fingers formed the stance of a claw, shining with a golden light as he intercepted Qin Wentian’s halberd attack.

Ka Cha! A crisp sound rang out, Hua Xiaoyun stared at Qin Wentian. He was at the fourth level of Yuanfu; he didn’t believe that he would fail to kill Qin Wentian.

At this moment, Qin Wentian had relinquished his hold on the ancient halberd, choosing to collide against Hua Xiaoyun with his body instead.

BANG! The terrifying sounds of their collision thundered out. Hua Xiaoyun spat out a mouthful of blood, yet his determination to kill Qin Wentian had not wavered in the slightest. His hands appeared to be sharper even compared to swords. He slashed out with both hands, aiming to chop off Qin Wentian’s arms.

Qin Wentian didn’t retreat. On the contrary, he summoned strength supported by his vast amounts of Astral Energy as he pushed his palms out. The sounds of a mini explosion rang out as Hua Xiaoyun felt his arms about to shatter. Qin Wentian took a step to the side as he spat out beams of sword light from his mouth, aiming for the eyes and head of Hua Xiaoyun.

Hua Xiaoyun’s countenance underwent a drastic change. He hurriedly retracted his arms as a screen of golden light blocked the beams of sword light. However, the intense vibration caused by the impact of the attack caused Hua Xiaoyun to turn pale as he vomited even more mouthfuls of blood. Just at the moment he retracted his arms, yet another fearsome beam of sword light slashed out towards him, intent on extinguishing his life.

“NOOOOO!” Hua Xiaoyun screeched in terror. He flung one of his arms up to block the attack and in the aftermath, his defending arm was left dangling uselessly from its socket, appearing as though it would fall off at any moment. Hua Xiaoyun bellowed in misery as he retreated in full force, withdrawing a ‘Wing Seal’ from his robes. This was a one-time use, defensive-type divine weapon. It was something his elder brother had given him as a final trump card to save his life.

Because Hua Xiaoyun had always created trouble when he was outside his clan, his brother told him that regardless of how powerful a divine weapon might be, it was still useless if he met a truly strong opponent. Thus, his brother had given him the ‘Wing Seal’ instead. It was a one-time usage, priceless treasure intended solely for the purpose of escape. Even Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns wouldn’t be able to catch him if he chose to utilise it. Yet now, he was actually using it to run away from someone at the first level of Yuanfu.

Crushing the ‘Wing Seal’ in his hands, an explosion of Astral Light inundated the area where Hua Xiaoyun stood. After the explosion, Qin Wentian who was dashing over, only saw the faintest shade of shadow disappearing from the corner of his eyes. Hua Xiaoyun had disappeared, the only thing remaining was the blood-soaked ground where he stood originally.

“You will die a horrible death.” Hua Xiaoyun’s wrathful voice resounded from afar. His arm was almost torn off, it was needless to say how much he hated Qin Wentian.

“Even if I have to chase you to the ends of the Grand Xia Empire, you will still meet your end.” Qin Wentian stared at the horizon as he sent out the stone monument, finishing the rest of the Yuanfu Cultivators. Qing`er and the enemy Heavenly Dipper Sovereign descended, and as the Sovereign saw the situation below, his countenance changed as he glared at Qin Wentian, shaking in anger. “You truly wish to die.”

After which, he blasted out a gigantic palm imprint towards Qin Wentian. Qing`er appeared, blocking the attack, but the old man had already transformed into a streak of light, flying after Hua Xiaoyun.

From a distance behind Qin Wentian, Old Mo finally caught up. Earlier he had heard Hua Xiaoyun screaming in terror, and upon taking in the pools of blood and bodies on the ground, his heart couldn’t help but tremble. “You killed them all? Did you injure Hua Xiaoyun?”

Qin Wentian turned his head back, his gaze like ice as he stared at Old Mo. Mo Qingcheng almost died of attempted suicide. As her grandfather, he didn’t have the guts to actually confront Hua Xiaoyun?

“Do you know who he is? Do you know how terrifying the talent of his brother is?” Old Mo just as coldly shot back, in answer to Qin Wentian’s condemning gaze. He was worried that the Hua Clan would come for revenge.

Even now, Old Mo was still worried about offending the Hua Clan. Qin Wentian’s countenance was now so cold that it was extremely frightening to look at. Suddenly, a smile appeared on his face as he walked towards Old Mo. His smile was so unnatural that it contorted his face, akin to the face of a demon.

“Talent? Martial Mandate? Does the Mandate of Force count?” The will of his Mandate manifested a surge of energy pressing down onto Old Mo, causing his face to stiffen.

“How about the Mandate of Demon?” An extremely demonic aura gushed out, as the essence of Qin Wentian’s body demonified.

“Comprehension of dual Mandates,” Old Mo breathed, as his heart pounded in shock.

“Or do you mean Astral Souls?” As the sound of Qin Wentian’s voice faded, three of his Astral Soul exploded into being, as terrifying shockwaves trembled the void.

Rumble~~ Qin Wentian removed the effects of his sealing technique, as the color of his Astral Souls underwent a change. Seeing the Astral Souls of Qin Wentian hovering above his head, Old Mo could only stare like an idiot, his mouth wide open in amazement.

All three of his Astral Souls, blazed with a pure golden radiance so bright, that he couldn’t even look directly at them.

All three of his Astral Souls were condensed from the 5th Heavenly Layer!

“IS THIS THE TALENT YOU WANTED??” Qin Wentian hollered. He took another step forwards as Old Mo took a step back. Feeling his legs turning soft, he stumbled and fell to the ground, still lost in amazement. The spectacle before him terrified him beyond words!

Chapter 227: First Ranked in the Heavenly Fate Ranking

 

“IS THIS THE TALENT YOU WANTED?”

The sound of Qin Wentian’s voice resounded through Old Mo’s ears. He sat on the ground, his heart pounding in madness.

Qin Wentian, comprehended two Mandates at the first level of Yuanfu. All three of his Astral Souls were condensed from constellations existing in the 5th Heavenly Layer.

Were these achievements possible for a human?

He could be considered as someone who had seen many things throughout his life and was extremely knowledgeable. But at this instant his mind blanked out, he could only stare dumbly.

“5th Heavenly Layer, 5th Heavenly Layer…” Old Mo mumbled in a low voice. How was this possible? He met many other geniuses before and knew the stories of many legendary characters. Yet never had he heard of someone managing to condense their first Astral Soul from the 5th Heavenly Layer.

This was too… impossible. At this moment, his brain had turned to mush, as he sat there muttering incomprehensibly to himself.

Looking at the young man before him, his eyes filled with ice and fire, although Old Mo was at the peak of Yuanfu, he couldn’t help feeling traces of fear in his heart. How powerful would this young man be if he matured in the future?

Chu? The Grand Xia Empire should be where he soars. He was destined to be mentioned in the same breath as those godly talents among the younger generations in the Grand Xia Empire.

Seeing how this young man was willing to descend into madness for the sake of Qingcheng, he found it extremely laughable how he had unconsciously disdained Qin Wentian back then, looking down on his talent.

Back then, he had felt that Qin Wentian was unworthy to love Mo Qingcheng. But now, he no longer had any such notions in his head.

Drawing a deep breath, Old Mo calmed his heart, yet he didn’t know what to say.

“Let’s go back and see Qingcheng,” Old Mo mumbled in a low voice, causing Qin Wentian’s countenance to freeze.

Oh, Qingcheng, how was she doing now?

“If anything has happened to her, even if you are her granddad, I will never spare you,” Qin Wentian coldly stated, his silhouette flickering as he transformed into a blurred shadow, flying rapidly in the direction of the Mo Clan.

Despite all this, he didn’t forget about the matter with Hua Xiaoyun. That person pushed Qingcheng to the brink. He had to die. Even if he had fled back to the Grand Xia Empire, he still had to die.

Old Mo stood up, staring at the black shadow that was Qin Wentian’s back. He didn’t blame Qin Wentian in the slightest. Now, he couldn’t help having a feeling of self-reproach. Had he gone senile? Seeing how a talented person like Qin Wentian cared for his own grand-daughter, Old Mo naturally felt happy in his heart. He could only pray that his grand-daughter would survive this.

Bzzz. A gentle gust of wind billowed, as a graceful silhouette appeared; it was the masked young lady at the level of a Heavenly Dipper Sovereign. Old Mo stiffened in fear.

The strength of this mysterious woman was too astounding, yet she was willing to follow at Qin Wentian’s side, deferring to him.

“I didn’t see anything earlier.” Old Mo, feeling waves of coldness radiating from her, hurriedly exclaimed. He thought that Qing`er had come to silence him, because she didn’t want him to reveal what he witnessed today.

Qing`er frowned slightly, as though she was displeased. “What do you mean? If you direct killing intent at Qin Wentian again, I will kill you okay…?”

After which, she turned, as she too vanished from sight while Old Mo’s gaze still stared at the spot she was last in.

An expression of disappointment flashed past Old Mo’s face. He felt truly old, this was no longer his generation. Today, the little bit of confidence he had, was smashed into smithereens.

In the Mo Clan, Qin Wentian came to the courtyard Mo Qingcheng was residing in. There were many guards outside of it, but at a signal from Mo Tianlin, no one went to block his path.

“How’s Qingcheng?” Qin Wentian stared at Mo Tianlin, as he inquired. “She’s still receiving treatment from Senior Luo He.” Worry and anxiety could be seen on Mo Tianlin’s face. “Where is Hua Xiaoyun, that bastard?”

“He fled. But he will surely die.” A look of resolution appeared on Qin Wentian’s countenance.

“Mhm, you have to be cautious, Hua Xiaoyun’s background is extraordinary,” Mo Tianlin reminded. He’d always had a good impression of Qin Wentian, and had long wanted him and Mo Qingcheng to be together. Yet because of his father’s attitude, he couldn’t say anything.

However today, the actions of his father truly caused him to be disappointed. Hua Xiaoyun had done something so despicable, yet Old Mo refused to kill him. Although Old Mo was thinking with their Clan at stake, Mo Tianlin still felt slightly betrayed. He wanted nothing more than to tear Hua Xiaoyun apart with his own hands.

“I will.” Qin Wentian lightly nodded, staring in the direction of Mo Qingcheng’s room. This wait lasted for several hours. Mo Qingcheng’s room was enveloped by a soft and gentle glow, and a fragrant smell of medicinal herbs could also be detected drifting out from it.

Luo He was concocting medicine inside the room.

Even though she was the Pill Emperor’s daughter, it was impossible that she would have millions of medicine pills at the ready for all kinds of injuries. Thus, in regards to Mo Qingcheng’s injuries, she could only concoct a suitable medicine on the spot.

After several moments, the medicinal fragrance finally dissipated. Mo Tianlin and Qin Wentian instantly dashed into the residence, standing outside the room, their hearts burning with anxiety.

What caused Mo Tianlin to feel strange was that Old Mo also returned. Yet he didn’t show any displeasure at Qin Wentian’s existence. His attitude was markedly different from the past.

Sheezzzz. A crisp sound echoed as the door to Mo Qingcheng’s room opened. The gazes of those standing outside immediately shifted, riveted at the entrance. The next moment, Luo He and the disciples of her Emperor Pill Palace, walked out.

“Senior, is Qingcheng okay now?” Mo Tianlin immediately inquired, concern apparent in his voice.

“You must be Qingcheng’s dad. Her life is temporarily preserved, I’m planning to bring her back to the Pill Emperor Hall,” Luo He calmly replied.

Qin Wentian heaved a sigh of relief, as he put aside the rock in his heart. The past tormenting hours of waiting felt like years to him.

“Senior, thank you. We would have to trouble you to take care of Qingcheng in the future then.” Mo Tianlin bowed, his gratitude was sincerely from his heart. It was truly fortunate that Qingcheng could be saved despite her heart being punctured.

However, at this moment, rustling sounds could be heard as a row of silhouettes appeared on the airspace above Mo Residence. Each of these figures had an imposing aura, their strength extraordinary. Yet at the instant of their appearance, Old Mo knitted his brows, frowning as the rest of the Mo Clan held unsightly expressions on their faces.

Because they saw that Hua Xiaoyun was among that group of people. It was none other than that bastard who caused Mo Qingcheng to end up in this state. Everyone in the Mo Clan couldn’t wait to tear him to pieces.

At this moment, Hua Xiaoyun’s countenance was extremely sinister. One of his arms dangled uselessly from its socket, held together by bandages while a fearsome killing intent gushed out from him, as he stared evilly at Qin Wentian.

“Elder brother, that’s the guy. He’s the person that crippled one of my arms. His strength can’t be compared to mine, but he has a very powerful divine weapon. He ambushed me and caught me by surprise, which resulted in my loss in our encounter.” Hua Xiaoyun added oil to the fire, roaring in madness. Currently, he no longer resembled the gentleman he had been when he stayed in the Mo Residence. He had torn off his façade, revealing his true colors.

Qin Wentian stared at Hua Xiaoyun standing in the air, not bothering to hide his killing intent.

The young man standing beside Hua Xiaoyun swept a glance towards Qin Wentian. He had a lanky build, with a face so exquisite it was as though it was carved from jade, and his slanted brows resembled the fine angles of the Sirius Star. His eyes were as piercing as swords, and just as elegant, with an inner magnetism that brought people to stare intently at him, even if they were unwilling.

“Elder brother, kill him.” Hua Xiaoyun glared at Qin Wentian, a malevolent look in his eyes.

“Shut the hell up!” Hua Xiaoyun’s brother shouted at him. He was extremely clear about Hua Xiaoyun’s character. The words of this fellow could never be trusted. At most, he could only trust 50% of it. He deduced that it must be due to the presence of those from the Pill Emperor Hall. If not, how could Hua Xiaoyun not be able to fight back against someone at the first level of Yuanfu.

However, his deduction seemed wrong when he studied the eyes of those from the Pill Emperor Hall.

“Senior Luo He, do you mind fixing my brother’s arm?” Somehow, the situation felt like something was amiss. The young man couldn’t pinpoint what was wrong exactly, but because Hua Xiaoyun was his brother, he still decided to ask Luo He for help first.

“Fix his arm for him? Does he still have the face to see me?” Luo He lifted her head, staring at the young man with a frigid expression on her countenance. If it weren’t for the fact that she highly respected this young man, she would have already slayed Hua Xiaoyun herself.

“Xiaoyun, what have you done? Why are you still not apologising to Senior Luo He?” the young man berated Hua Xiaoyun.

Hua Xiaoyun’s gaze fidgeted about, as though he was afraid of meeting the eyes of Luo He.

“Senior, due to a moment of folly, this Junior only meant to play a prank on Miss Mo, yet I didn’t expect my actions to cause such a huge catastrophe.” Hua Xiaoyun lowered his head, offering his apologies.

Luo He’s background was extraordinary. As the Pill Emperor’s daughter, who dared not give her face? Furthermore, he still needed her help to treat his arm injury.

“Stop your pretentious act.” Luo He coldly snorted. “You wanted to taint my disciple, causing her to now hover the thin line between life and death. Not killing you is already the equivalent of me honoring your Hua Clan. And moreover, your arm was not crippled by me.”

The expression on Hua Xiaoyun’s brother faltered upon hearing the words of Luo He. This useless brother of his actually did such a despicable thing. Now, his sword-like eyes couldn’t help but be filled with hints of ice when he looked at his brother.

Abruptly, a terrifying sword light flashed out.

“ARGHHHHH” A voice screamed in agony. Hua Xiaoyun’s arm was directly severed from the socket. With a flick of his finger, that severed arm turned into dust, making it so that there was no hope for Hua Xiaoyun in restoring his arm ever again.

This scenario caused everyone to freeze. Hua Xiaoyun’s elder brother, actually personally severed his arm?

“Elder brother…” Hua Xiaoyun’s eyes were red as he stared at his brother. He didn’t understand, why would his elder brother slash apart his hope, personally destroying his arm?

“KNEEL DOWN! Apologize to Senior Luo He!” The young man roared. Hua Xiaoyun had no sense for the gravity of things, he didn’t know what was important. Luo He was famed for taking great care of her disciples, yet Hua Xiaoyun did things with no consideration of the consequences. Apparently, he was too ‘spoiled’ by the Hua Clan. This severed arm, shall serve as a lesson. If Hua Xiaoyun still didn’t learn from this mistake, sooner or later he would surely be killed by another.

Luo He cast a calculative glance filled with slight admiration at the young man’s actions. She silently mused in her heart… Indeed this young man befits his reputation. He was truly a peerless character ranked first in the Heavenly Fate Rankings of the Grand Xia Empire!

Chapter 228: Hua Taixu

 

Hua Taixu, had a cultivation base at the peak level of Yuanfu, and was a supreme expert ranked first in the Heavenly Fate Ranking.

The Heavenly Fate Ranking was a Ranking Record created by the Venerate Heavens Sect of the Ginkou Continent. This Ranking, was one of the most ‘heavyweight’ rankings ever to exist, and the names contained within, represented the supreme experts at the Yuanfu level in the entire Grand Xia Empire.

Throughout these countless years, all the terrifying existences in the Grand Xia Empire that could hail the wind and summon the rains, could be found by looking through the Ranking Records of the Venerate Heavens Sect.

Heavenly Dipper Ranking, Heavenly Fate Ranking, Warbeast Index. All of these records were created by the Venerate Heavens Sect and were eventually circulated around the world by people in the Grand Xia Empire.

Not many people would focus their attentions on the Warbeast Index, save those that had an Astral Soul condensed from beast-type Constellations. As for the Heavenly Dipper Ranking, the amount of focus it garnered didn’t need to be said. Each and every one of the names recorded within was an earth-shattering and heaven-shaking existence – the true powerhouses of the Grand Xia Empire.

Especially for the first thirty-six Rankings, they were given an additional title. The top thirty-six cultivators whose names were recorded in the Heavenly Dipper Ranking were also known as the thirty-six Heavenly Starlords, and they symbolised the Grand Xia Empire.

The Heavenly Fate Ranking was the Ranking Record a tier below the Heavenly Dipper Ranking. The names of 360 cultivators at the Yuanfu Realm were recorded within. Also, this Ranking Record would be updated once every year.

However, one should not look down on those recorded within the Heavenly Fate Ranking, just because it contained 360 names. One has to understand how vast the Grand Xia Empire was. Over there, forget about ordinary Yuanfu Cultivators, even experts at the peak of Yuanfu were as common as clouds. It wasn’t so easy if one wanted to enter into the Heavenly Fate Ranking. Basically, only those at the peak level of Yuanfu would have a chance to enter unless, of course, you have extraordinary combat prowess and could jump levels to defeat those peak level Yuanfu opponents.

The top ten cultivators recorded in the Heavenly Fate Ranking, were all dazzling existences whose names shook the Grand Xia Empire. Their future potential was unlimited. Even though some of them could be considered quite old when compared to the rest, it didn’t matter. As long as one was able to enter the top ten, it meant that their comprehension of their Mandates had all reached a terrifying level and possessed incredible prowess in combat. So, although the cultivation of these ‘older’ group of cultivators could be considered slow, they would all still be able to become supreme powerhouses if given enough time.

One could easily imagine the difficulty in ranking first in the Heavenly Fate Ranking. The amount of radiance and glory that came along with it went without saying.

No one in the Grand Xia Empire would not know of your existence. Even such an arrogant character like Ouyang Kuangsheng, had also marked Hua Taixu as his idol and was determined to surpass him, to also become an outstanding existence known by the masses.

If one took a step back, one could say that although the name ‘Ouyang Kuangsheng’ could be considered rather famous, if it was placed in comparison to the name ‘Hua Taixu’, the name ‘Ouyang Kuangsheng’ would immediately lose its ‘luster’.

Once there was a Heavenly Dipper Sovereign who wanted to test Hua Taixu’s strength. After the battle, the Sovereign announced to the world that the combat prowess of Hua Taixu was so strong to the extent that it was unfathomable. And as for who won or lost that battle, it was up to the masses to draw their own conclusions.

And because he had such an elder brother, Hua Xiaoyun blustered about in the outside world, not fearing any retaliation and behind his back he was termed, ‘the useless second Young Master’ by many.

And because of how radiant the name Hua Taixu was, Luo He, would also give him face. Either way, with Luo He’s own status as the Pill Emperor’s daughter in the Grand Xia Empire, she would always be shown respect, regardless of how much higher one’s cultivation was in comparison.

If not for Hua Taixu, even if there were ten Hua Xiaoyuns, she would have slaughtered without mercy.

Hua Xiaoyun completely collapsed as he looked at his brother. His elder brother was serious.

“It’s all his fault.” Hua Xiaoyun glared at Qin Wentian, he wanted nothing more than to rip him into a million pieces. A random guy in Chu actually caused him to lose his arm. Not only that, he had to kneel in apology. This humiliation… this humiliation was too great to bear!

Yet, he had no choice but to do as his brother said. Hua Xiaoyun knelt in front of Luo He as he apologised, “Junior was in the wrong, and seeks Senior for her forgiveness.”

Upon seeing this, Hua Taixu added, “Senior Luo He, if you feel that a single arm is insufficient, you can slay this vile beast.”

Luo He glanced at Hua Taixu; his countenance was serene, without a hint of unease. She was unable to tell what he was thinking.

Yet it was clear to Luo He that Hua Taixu personally destroyed one of Hua Xiaoyun’s arms and made him kneel in apology, not because he feared her, nor was it to prevent a strain in the relationship between the Hua Clan and the Pill Emperor Hall.

No matter what, Hua Xiaoyun was still his younger brother. Everyone in the Grand Xia Empire knew that Hua Taixu had always doted on his younger brother. With his earlier actions, he was already giving Luo He a platform to retreat. If she truly decided to slaughter Hua Xiaoyun, it would instantly complicate matters. There was no need for further words, if she truly went ahead and chose to kill Hua Xiaoyun, she would have made another formidable enemy.

“Forget it. Since he has already lost an arm, that shall be considered the price for his transgression. Furthermore, Qingcheng is already recovering. This matter shall be at its end. Also, do not make things difficult for the Mo Clan,” Luo He indifferently replied, choosing not to further pursue this incident. Since Hua Taixu had given her face, she didn’t want to be the one to strain their relationship.

For an existence like Hua Taixu, even if one couldn’t become friends with him, one MUST NOT EVER become his enemy.

“Senior won’t have to worry about this point.” Hua Taixu nodded. “Hua Xiaoyun brought this upon himself.”

Since his younger brother Hua Xiaoyun was apologising, he had to have the appearance that he was also apologising. After all, a single sentence from Luo He was sufficient to make several Heavenly Sovereign Dippers act. This was the only way for Hua Taixu to settle the matter.

Based on his status, what would people think if his younger brother still took revenge on the Mo Clan right after being forced to apologise? Wasn’t this smacking his own face?

“Get up!” Hua Taixu roared at Hua Xiaoyun, who was still kneeling.

“Brother, but….” Hua Xiaoyun’s glance shifted to Qin Wentian, appearing as though he wanted to continue speaking.

“Shut up.” Hua Taixu frowned. Hua Xiaoyun could only grit his teeth and tolerate it for now.

Hua Taixu slowly shifted his glance over at Qin Wentian, as he calmly asked, “You are manifesting killing intent?”

Qin Wentian inclined his head, staring at Hua Taixu. This person was extraordinary, even the Pill Emperor’s daughter had to give him face.

But what about it? So what if Luo He decided not to pursue the matter further? Did it meant that the matter had come to an end?

How could such an incident be so simple. Regardless of Hua Xiaoyun’s background, he had to kill him.

But Qin Wentian calmed down somewhat after hearing that Qingcheng’s life was no longer in danger. Considering the current situation, there was no way he would be able to rush forward to take Hua Xiaoyun’s life. If he did so, he would surely accompany Hua Xiaoyun in death. Even Qing`er’s strength wouldn’t be sufficient to protect him.

“My younger brother says that you depended on an extremely powerful divine weapon to defeat him. But even so, a first-level Yuanfu defeating a fourth-level Yuanfu already proves that you have astonishing combat prowess. If there’s a chance, you should roam the Grand Xia Empire.”

There wasn’t the slightest trace of anger in Hua Taixu’s voice. It was as if he was speaking to an old friend.

“In that place, there are many so-called ‘geniuses’ such as you.” Hua Taixu stretched out his hands. Cracks appeared in the skies above the dome of Heavens, as intense beams of light shot down, seemingly answering to his summons. The beams of light transformed into countless sharp swords as they flew with the speed of a comet towards the far-off distance. The amount of energy packed within them was so colossal, that even another cultivator at the peak of Yuanfu would be hard-pressed to block this attack.

“Only by surpassing the other geniuses, would you be considered barely qualified to gain a foothold in the Grand Xia Empire.”

“Senior Luo He, I bid my farewell.” Hua Taixu slightly bowed. After which, he caught hold of Hua Xiaoyun as he departed, his movements like the formless wind. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from sight and appeared on top of the waves of swords he summoned earlier. The terrifying speed he exhibited left no doubts as to his level of power.

Those from the Hua Clan glanced at Qin Wentian, before following after Hua Taixu.

Hua Taixu didn’t make a move on Qin Wentian to get revenge for Hua Yunxiao. Instead, he merely left behind a few obscure sentences before he departed. Yet, everyone could sense the condescending tone and the cold arrogance in his words.

“In that place, there are many so-called ‘geniuses’ such as you.”

“Only by surpassing the other geniuses, would you be considered barely qualified to gain a foothold in the Grand Xia Empire.”

Yet, weren’t his words true as well?

Qin Wentian stood there, gazing at the horizon.

Did they really think this matter was over?

How could he still spare Hua Xiaoyun, considering what he tried to do to Mo Qingcheng?

The Grand Xia Empire, he will surely go there in the near future.

Yet if he went there, how could he merely set his sights on just obtaining the qualifications to barely establish a foothold for himself?

“It’s also time for us to leave,” Luo He spoke. After which, she entered the room and carried Mo Qingcheng out.

Old Mo, Mo Tianlin, Qin Wentian, all walked forward, gazing at the unconscious Mo Qingcheng. Could it be that there wasn’t even a chance to bid farewell to her?

Gazing at that pallid, yet still beautiful countenance, Qin Wentian’s determination grew even stronger.

“Leave her to me, there’s no need for you all to worry,” Luo He reassured them, upon witnessing the looks of worry on all their faces.

“Senior, we didn’t mean it like that,” Old Mo explained.

“Mhm, if there’s a chance in the future, you can come to our Pill Emperor Hall to visit her,” Luo He added, after which, she soared to the skies, as the other disciples of the Pill Emperor Hall followed after her.

Bai Fei was about to leave, but she halted as though she thought of something. Turning, she walked towards Qin Wentian as she spoke, “This time you were lucky. Because of the presence of my master, those from the Hua Clan didn’t do anything to you. I know that your feelings for Mo Qingcheng run deep but I still have to warn you, don’t come to our Pill Emperor Palace to look for her. Both of you aren’t compatible.”

Bai Fei paused, before continuing, “That person earlier, his name is Hua Taixu, ranked first in the Heavenly Fate Ranking. He is the strongest Yuanfu existence in the whole of Grand Xia Empire. In the future he will definitely be at the peak of those true powerhouses. It’s better for you to stay here and continue being a genius.”

After speaking, Bai Fei soared to the skies, following after those from the Pill Emperor Palace.

Jing Yu and Yan Qi both cast deep glances at Qin Wentian. Seeing how much Luo He valued Mo Qingcheng, they understood that Mo Qingcheng would definitely play an influential role within the Pill Emperor Hall in the future.

Although Qin Wentian and Mo Qingcheng had a deep relationship, this would put an end to it.

This, shall be where their story ends.

“Hua Taixu,” Qin Wentian mumbled, nobody could tell what he was thinking.

His silhouette flickered, Qin Wentian left the Mo Residence.

Old Mo stood there, lost in his thoughts, staring at the spot where Hua Taixu and Qin Wentian had stood earlier.

“Hua Taixu, a supreme expert ranked first in the Heavenly Fate Ranking!”

“Qin Wentian, all three of his Astral Souls originated from the 5th Heavenly Layer. Were they truly beings of different levels? What can destiny have in store for them, would their paths intersect in the future?”

Chapter 229: Winter Snow, Again.

 

Chu Country, after its baptism from the storms of war, finally regained its former peace.

In the most ancient city of Chu, the Royal Capital, the Emperor Star Academy was undoubtedly the most bustling and the place that flourished most. The newly rebuilt Emperor Star Academy continually attracted talented new bloods, and as for the older members of the academy who returned after the storm, they all swore that they would definitely make the Emperor Star Academy regain its former glory and even supersede that. They had to nurture even more experts that were powerful enough to withstand any upheavals that might come.

As for the incident in the Mo Clan, not many knew of it. What they did know was that Mo Qingcheng had been highly regarded by a senior originating from a transcendent power, and was brought away after being accepted as a disciple. This made many people sigh in pity. The number one beauty of Chu was leaving just like that, but then again, with Mo Qingcheng’s talent and looks, she was destined never to be trapped in such a small country.

Qin Wentian was still a hot topic discussed by many during their leisure time, over a cup of tea or after a meal. He had already become a legend of Chu merely after two years of time, and was the idol of countless younger cultivators. Every time Qin Wentian appeared in the Emperor Star Academy, his presence would cause a huge commotion.

Especially for his involvements in the war. Qin Wentian’s accomplishments were embellished more and more by the people, until he became something resembling a godly existence.

However those in Chu gradually discovered that the stories of Qin Wentian steadily lessened. It was as though Qin Wentian was purposely trying to fade away from their discussions, to the point where he no longer appeared within the Royal Capital.

Many were speculating, had Qin Wentian already left Chu?

After all, with his talents, this place was too small for him. He would definitely go to the Grand Xia Empire sooner or later.

In the Bamboo Lodge, on a mountain peak opposite to the flowing creek, there was a space about the size of a duelling ground located at the waist of that mountain. Within that space, a youth was currently piercing the air with an ancient halberd in his hands, training without rest. Every time he pierced out with the halberd, a terrifying gale would manifest, appearing to be created through overwhelming strength as the ancient halberd broke the resistance of the air.

After a thousand times, the youth sat down crossed-legged, closed his eyes in deep contemplation, and then entered into a state of absolute silence.

Day after day, month after month, he did the same thing over and over, never pausing to take a break in his cultivation.

Behind the mountain’s peak, a voluptuous figure leapt downwards, floating towards the mountain’s waist where the youth was. However, she stood silently from afar, looking at the youth practicing with his halberd. At this moment, that ancient halberd abruptly pierced out, its force blasting against a huge mountain rock.

Puchi! A crisp sound rang out, yet soon after, the terrifying noise of several explosions soon echoed. In the distance, far behind the huge mountain rock, a mountain peak exploded into pieces from where it stood.

That youth pointed the tip of the ancient halberd downwards, as a satisfied smile appeared on his face, before he walked towards the voluptous figure.

BOOOM! A thunderous sound rang out. That huge mountain rock from earlier had totally disintegrated into dust, not leaving any traces of its existence behind. Upon seeing this, a series of bright glows flashed in the voluptous figure’s eyes.

“What innate technique is this?” An Liuyan asked, curiosity and wonderment apparent in her gaze.

“Great Dream Halberd Art.” Qin Wentian smiled. This third stance was created from a modification in basics of the first two stances, and its name was, ‘Fractured Void’. The attack power of the third stance was many times stronger compared to the first two stances, ‘Mountain Splitter’, and ‘Fallen Star’. And what’s more, currently, Qin Wentian had already reached the stage whereby he could execute the Great Dream Halberd Art even without the need for a halberd.

“What a powerful innate technique, but I don’t recall having heard of it before.” An Liuyan laughed.

“The Great Dream Halberd Art was created from my own comprehensions, it’s only natural if you’ve never heard of it,” Qin Wentian humbly replied, his answer causing An Liuyan’s beautiful eyes to brighten. “You are truly a once-in-a-lifetime marvel.”

“I’m here today to deliver the cultivation resources you requested.” An Liuyan rubbed her interspatial ring as several Yuan Meteor Stones appeared, each emanating extremely powerful Astral pressure.

“I’m truly honoured that Great Beauty An delivered the resources here personally.” Qin Wentian kept the Yuan Meteor Stones. Cultivators would naturally require cultivation resources. The higher a cultivation base one had, the greater amount of cultivation resources one would need, to be able to break through to the next level. This was why it was so difficult to nurture a Heavenly Dipper Sovereign in such a small country like Chu. To step into the Heavenly Dipper Realm, not only would one need monstrous talent as well as incredible insight, cultivation resources were also of paramount importance.

“That poor Francis, I feel bad making him run so many trips. In any case, I also wanted to see you. Are you not happy to see me?” An Liuyan’s smile had hints of teasing within. Looking at her beautiful, matured countenance, Qing Shui shrugged as he replied, “Of course I’m happy… but what a pity, I’m unable to repay the favour.”

“You? Forget it. The total worth of those third-ranked Divine Imprints you gave us back then far surpassed that which we have given you.” An Liuyan smiled. “Oh and also, Chu Wuwei has investigated the background of those killers that worked with Chu Tianjiao back then. Although they don’t really pose a threat to you, they are still a force to be reckoned with. The conclusion was that they had connections with the Star River Association and were sent by Murin. Murin has already been expelled from the Star River Association and is currently imprisoned in the Black Stronghold by Chu Wuwei.”

“Mhm.” Qin Wentian nodded his head. With so many things happening, he had long forgotten about Murin. Who would have thought that Murin hated him so much that he would collaborate with Chu Tianjiao to send assassins after his life.

“Okay, I’ve got to go. I will come and visit you again in the future, if time permits.” An Liuyan bid her farewell.

“See you next time, then.” Qin Wentian smiled, as he sent An Liuyan off with his gaze. After which, he walked to the edge of the path and drew in a breath of fresh air. With Yuan Meteor Stones in both hands, he closed his eyes and sat down, sinking into his consciousness, channelling his will towards the tiny Astral-Being.

During the course of these few days, Qin Wentian had unlocked and viewed several memory fragments. Although the ‘playback’ he witnessed were bits and snippets of the middle-aged man’s life, but if he was truly that damn old fogey, it meant that all these ‘playbacks’ he had witnessed were the experiences of his father.

Cultivation, was an extremely boring, and assiduous affair. However, it varied for each individual. For some, especially those with sufficient thirst for power, each and every improvement would bring about more motivation. To these people, cultivation was an enjoyable affair.

Qin Wentian, was precisely one of ‘these’ people. Feeling himself improve every day, his thirst to be more powerful only grew stronger and stronger.

Hua Xiaoyun was still alive, he still didn’t have the power to crush the Nine Mystical Palace, Mo Qingcheng would become an important character in the Pill Emperor Hall, and the knowledge that there were countless supreme experts in the Grand Xia Empire. These all became his source of motivation, allowing the flames of passion in his heart to burn forever.

Time flowed by, winter arrived in the blink of an eye.

It had been snowing heavily for several days, causing Chu to be covered by a blanket of whiteness.

As for the waist of the mountain peak Qin Wentian was on, it was also completely covered by snow, invoking a beautiful landscape that resembled a scene from a dream.

Qin Wentian climbed to the peak, sitting there as he surveyed the whole of Chu. Beside him, a snowy puppy mirrored his actions, eyeing the horizon.

Behind Qin Wentian, a peerless beauty stood gazing in wonder at the falling snow. Stretching her hands out with open palms, she watched as snowflakes landed on her palm. The scene happening before her, was truly gorgeous.

If there were others present, they would have realised that the scene of Qing`er staring at wonder at the falling snow, was even more gorgeous compared to the snowy view.

Qin Wentian turned his head, and as he saw Qing`er staring around in wonder, he couldn’t help but lose focus. This mysterious maiden was so beautiful, like a celestial fairy from the immortal realms.

“Is the snow beautiful?” Qin Wentian asked in a low voice.

Qing`er retracted her hands, staring at Qin Wentian as her lashes flickered. Yet, she said nothing. Her actions caused Qin Wentian to feel helpless, this beautiful girl was truly like an ice princess. It was extremely difficult for him to exchange a few words with her.

“Do you want to go for a walk?” Qin Wentian asked again.

Qing`er’s beautiful eyes stared at him, but Qin Wentian couldn’t tell what she was thinking. And just when Qin Wentian thought that she was going to continue remaining silent, Qing`er lightly nodded her head. “Okay …”

“Isn’t this much better? You should speak more often, you know.” Qin Wentian grinned as he carried Little Rascal and soared into the skies.

Qin Wentian walked through the streets of the Royal Capital, which were covered entirely in snow, leaving his footprints behind as he headed past the little wine shop from before. Three people were already sitting there. They were none other than Chu Wuwei, Chu Mang, and Immortal Drunken Wine.

Although he was the current emperor of Chu, Chu Wuwei still retained his personality from before. This caused Qin Wentian to feel gratified in his heart. His past choice was the right one. Chu Wuwei, the prince unable to cultivate, was perhaps the only one qualified to become a brilliant emperor of the generations. He would focus on developing Chu and improve the country beyond its current level, and thus leave behind an era of radiance.

“Wentian, join us for a cup or two?” Chu Wuwei smiled as he noticed the approach of Qin Wentian.

“It’s fine, I planned to take a walk outside.” Qin Wentian laughed,

“Okay, in any case remember to bring along this blockhead for me when you want to leave.” Chu Wuwei also laughed.

“Alright, I’ll look for you then.” Qin Wentian nodded. Chu Wuwei wanted him to bring Chu Mang with him. This decision showed how much trust and confidence he had in Qin Wentian. Chu Wuwei’s degree of forbearance, wasn’t something that ordinary people could hope to surpass.

As Qin Wentian departed, and upon noticing an unparalleled beauty following behind him,, Chu Wuwei and Immortal Drunken Wine locked gazes as their faces broke into similar smiles. This fellow was truly extraordinary.

Qin Wentian walked about aimlessly, and occasionally smiled at people who cast glances at him. At this moment, two silhouettes hastily walked past him.

“Liu Yan, let’s go quickly.” A young man couldn’t help but call out as he saw his girlfriend coming to a halt, standing in the middle of the snow, dumbstruck by something she saw.

Qin Wentian also noticed that it was Liu Yan. Looking at her, he noticed that she had changed a lot, as though she were more haggard. She no longer had that youthful aura of dynamism she had back then.

After casting a glance at Liu Yan’s boyfriend, he saw it was no longer Ye Zhan. They should have broken up after the Ye Clan was demolished.

Smiling at Liu Yan, Qin Wentian nodded politely and continued walking forward. Liu Yan continued standing there dumbly, her eyes showing traces of redness. Somehow, looking at the beautiful drifting snowflakes, she felt a kind of pain in her heart.

Unknowingly, Qin Wentian found himself at an ancient looking tree. Lost in his memories, a radiant smile blossomed on his face as he sat down on the ground with his back leaning against the time-worn tree.

Little Rascal squatted beside Qin Wentian, looking at him with intelligence flickering in its eyes.

“Am I very dumb?” Qin Wentian abruptly asked, reliving the same scene that happened exactly a year ago.

And just like a year ago, Little Rascal nodded its adorable head in agreement as hints of laughter glimmered in its eyes.

Qin Wentian glanced at the snowy puppy as he involuntarily let out a laugh as well.

Leaning backwards, Qin Wentian stared at the falling snow ahead. It was as though he could somehow envision that girl from back then, all clad in white, as she smiled sweetly back at him.

Memories were like paintings, everything the same as before, yet where was the person who could melt his heart?

Chapter 230: White Deer Institute

 

The land size of the Grand Xia Empire was so large that it could be considered almost boundless. It had innumerable territories and countless cities that were divided into nine vast regions, separately known as the Nine Continents.

The Nine Continents were respectively known as: Green Continent, Azure Continent, Spirit Continent, Ginkou Continent, War Continent, Wind Continent, Demon Continent, Yan Continent and the Moon Continent.

Of these Nine Continents, four of them; Green Continent, Spirit Continent, Yan Continent and Demon Continent were situated at the four extreme corners of the Grand Xia Empire, with the Green Continent being the nearest to Chu.

As for the Ginkou Continent, Moon Continent and War Continent, they were in a triangle alliance, and their locations were considered at the heart of the Grand Xia Empire.

The Moon Continent was also known as the most prosperous continent of all. Over at the Moon Continent, experts were as common as clouds, and the strongest of the strong were all gathered there.

The Pill Emperor Hall was one of the transcendent powers residing in the Moon Continent. It had witnessed countless eras of history and its position and status had never wavered, regardless of whatever storms rocked the Grand Xia Empire. Among all the transcendent powers in Chu, the Pill Emperor Hall was ranked as the fifth strongest.

Maybe in terms of raw power, the Pill Emperor Hall did not have the qualifications to be ranked fifth. But because of its uniqueness, during chaotic clashes of power between the transcendent powers, nobody had ever been willing to act against the Pill Emperor Hall before.

The Pill Emperor Hall occupied the central region in the Moon Continent. Over there, were several ancient-looking pavilions and buildings that projected a majestic and celestial air. People passing by would inevitably shift their gazes over, as expressions of envy and admiration could be seen reflected on their features.

Occasionally, there would be young male and female cultivators exiting the Pill Emperor Hall. Their faces were all full of pride, emanating a faint hint of arrogance that indicated their feelings of superiority over others.

Within the Pill Emperor Hall, in the middle of their majestic buildings, there was a towering sky-high platform. At this moment, a lonely looking silhouette stood there, gazing at the horizon.

This silhouette was clad in white, with an ice-cold temperament. Her empire-toppling features were so enchanting that it caused people to be breathless. Her bearing was extraordinary, giving people a sense of holiness, as though she was a divinity and merely looking at her would be a blasphemy.

However, in the depths of her eyes, no hints of happiness could be found. Only a faint sadness and extreme loneliness could be seen within.

“Junior Sister, Master asked you to go over. She will impart on you the Moon Qi Technique, allowing you to use your own Qi to nourish pills during concoction.” At this moment, a youthful figure stood at a place not far away from the towering platform, calling out to her.

“Understood,” the peerless beauty replied coldly, her tone containing traces of unwelcome and rejection, pushing people to a distance of a thousand miles away.

Behind her, Jing Yu’s feelings became extremely complicated upon hearing the tone of her voice. In the depths of his eyes, hints of admiration and longing could be seen, yet, after a period of interaction with this supreme beauty, he had gradually learned to mask it.

Ever since this junior sister of his had awoken from unconsciousness, her demeanor had grown frostier and frostier by the day. Even her temperament had undergone a huge change compared to the time when Jing Yu had first seen her. After their Master’s guidance, it was as though she had gained enlightenment, unconsciously projecting an air of holiness, so pure and saint-like that even looking at her felt like a blasphemous act.

He had already understood that the girl before him, was no longer someone he was qualified to woo after.

Was she still thinking of him? Maybe her memories and love for him would fade away and dim with the passing of time. After all, they were no longer existences belonging to the same world.

Over this period of time, there were many representatives from various transcendent powers that all hinted to Luo He their intention to propose a marriage engagement with her. Each of the names mentioned by the representatives were all names of grand characters that could shake the Grand Xia Empire.

After informing her, Jing Yu silently departed.

The beautiful young woman continued to stand there, unmoving, as a gentle gust of wind fluttered her robes. Her eyes were so beautiful, yet also filled with a heart-wrenching loneliness.

……..

The Moon Continent was extremely vast, and the population of each of the cities it governed was at a size about ten times larger compared to that of Chu.

At the eastern city of the Moon Continent, there was an unending flow of humanity moving about in the streets. Among the hustle and bustle of the city, stood three silhouettes contemplating their surroundings with ardent curiosity and anticipation.

The person in the centre of the trio had a snowy puppy in his arms. Even the snowy puppy was glancing around with excitement as though it couldn’t wait to scamper about for new experiences.

“Wow this place feels so prosperous. The Royal Capital of Chu feels like trash compared to here. There’s no way to compare both places.” A fatty standing on the group’s left side had his eyes narrowed, as he scrutinised the crowd for beauties.

“Indeed, our Chu Country cannot be compared to here.” The muscular young man on the right nodded in agreement. Although he had deep feelings for Chu, he had no choice but to admit it. The disparity between here and Chu was too great.

“Hey Boss, the beauties here all look so delicious. Their quality is much higher compared to our beauties in Chu.” The fatty excitedly tugged on the arm of the person standing in the centre. “Look at that hot babe in that jade green skirt. She’s got long slender legs and a busty chest to match. What a perfect specimen tsk tsk, I wouldn’t mind my lifespan being shortened if only I could be friends with her.”

Qin Wentian rolled his eyes immediately when he heard the words. This damn fatty never changed…

Only to see the beautiful girl the fatty was referring to suddenly glare in their direction as her brows furrowed in displeasure, her actions causing the fatty to cover his mouth with his hands before whispering, “Wow, why is her hearing so sharp…”

“Hey beautiful lady, I’m just praising that you are really beautiful and wish to be friends with you. I have no other intentions,” Fatty said with a straight face.

“You mean you still dare to have other intentions?” The countenance of the young woman turned unsightly. The gaze of this fatty was too damn shameless, staring at her in a lusty manner.

“Apologies, he’s bad with words,” Qin Wentian apologetically nodded to the young woman. The young woman shifted her gaze onto Qin Wentian and her frosty gaze melted somewhat upon noting his handsome countenance, along with the righteous air and extraordinary demeanor he projected. She grumbled, “I really hate the way this fatty is looking at me.”

At this exact moment, Fan Le’s gaze was glued to her chest and was spotted by her.

“Bastard.” The young woman grew red as she stomped her foot and left.

“Fatty, stop causing trouble.” Qin Wentian rolled his eyes. This fellow was too much of an asshole. He actually openly stared at her chest…

“Boss, I can’t help my eyes.” Fatty didn’t seem to feel any regrets. Instead he continued to grumble, “That lady was only at the second level of Yuanfu, how could she cause us any trouble…?”

“You…” Qin Wentian had almost forgotten that Fan Le had a gift to sense the cultivation levels of others. This fellow must have purposely chosen the earlier young woman to tease.

Currently, the demeanor of Qin Wentian had undergone a huge change compared to before. His exquisitely sculpted features no longer contained hints of a teen’s childishness, and his long, black hair had grown to the point where it draped over his shoulders. If one wasn’t familiar with this young man, or had not met him during this past half-year, they would be hard-pressed to recognise him.

“Let’s purchase a map first.” Qin Wentian walked into a business shop that specialised in selling maps, and came out with one detailing the Moon Continent. After which, they opened up the map, studying it as they continued walking. Their gazes all landed onto the central region of the Moon Continent. That area was an extremely vast land size occupied by a series of halls, pavilions and buildings.

Above it, were three big words inscribed on the map – Pill Emperor Hall.

“Hu…” Qin Wentian’s gaze turned towards the central region of the Moon Continent. The distance between this eastern city and the Pill Emperor Palace could be considered short, yet also not that short. With his current strength, even if he chose to go there, there was probably no way the guards would allow him to enter.

Not only that, he didn’t wish to attract the attention of the Hua Clan. With his current demeanor and appearance, even if he met Hua Xiaoyun again, he might not even be recognised by him. Also, within this vast region, he wouldn’t venture into the western city where the Hua Clan resided, how could it be so easy to meet people from the Hua Clan? Even if he was truly and extremely unlucky, he would have no choice but to depend on Qing`er and leave the Moon Continent for now.

Yet, he didn’t wish to leave. The reason for him coming to the Moon Continent today, was none other than Hua Xiaoyun.

“Hua Clan.” Qin Wentian stared at the western city outlined in the map as a bone-chilling light flashed in his eyes. He would definitely make Hua Xiaoyun pay for what he had done.

“Boss, where are we going?” Fan Le pulled the map as he inquired.

“This place.” Qin Wentian pointed to a space described on the map.

“White Deer Institute!” Surprise flashed upon Fan Le’s countenance. He was somewhat taken by surprise when Qin Wentian wanted to go to the Moon Continent. However, he understood Qin Wentian’s character. He would never give up until Hua Xiaoyun was dead.

Yet, Fan Le felt somewhat bewildered. Why did Qin Wentian’s reply seem as though he had long known where he wanted to go. It seemed that the reason behind coming to the Moon Continent wasn’t simply because of Hua Xiaoyun alone.

This should be the first time Qin Wentian came to the Moon Continent, how did he know what sort of place the White Deer Institute was?

“What sort of place is the White Deer Institute?” Fan Le asked.

“No idea,” Qin Wentian replied as he noted the path on the map. This time around, it was Fan Le’s turn to roll his eyes. No idea?

What does this reply even mean…?

“Enough, let’s move out.” Qin Wentian kept the map, as hints of a smile could be seen in his eyes.

He truly had no idea what sort of place the White Deer Institute was. But he knew that back then when Diyi passed him the Azure Emperor token, there was a map that appeared after his blood flowed into it.

And one of the places marked on the map, was none other than the White Deer Institute located within the Moon Continent.

This indicated that the Azure Emperor Palace’s ‘hidden’ Azure Faction had chosen the Moon Continent to be their hiding place throughout all these years. Yet in the course of these past few thousand years, no one knew how the ‘hidden’ Azure Faction was faring.

Maybe, other than the owner of the authority token, even those from the ‘hidden’ Azure Faction within the White Deer Institute had no clue where the other branches of their ‘hidden’ Azure Faction were located, or who their members were. After all, a few thousand years was a long time, all of them had already gotten used to their new identities.

The White Deer institute was going to be Qin Wentian’s first contact with the ‘hidden’ Azure Faction. Naturally, he had to be prudent!

Chapter 231: Hidden Within

The White Deer Institute could be considered an exceptionally famous power in the Moon Continent. Although it wasn’t on the level of a transcendent power, its total strength only lost out slightly in comparison.

Not only that, the White Deer Institute almost never got into conflict with the other powers. No one knew how strong the White Deer Institute was exactly, but many people guessed that there may be several powerful characters hiding within it. Naturally, this was only guesswork on their part. Since the White Deer Institute rarely clashed with others, there would be no reason for the other powers to make a move to deal with the White Deer Institute either.

Not only that, the Institute’s reputation had always been good. They focused on the teachings of powerful Divine Inscriptions that, once inscribed, granted Divine Weapons unimaginable effects. Yet, they only taught Divine Inscriptions and didn’t forge weapons. If one wanted to learn, naturally they would have to pay a certain amount of Yuan Meteor Stones.

One had to say that the White Deer Institute had a variety of ways to generate income. Based only on their expertise with Divine Inscriptions, the school fees they collected from the students were already sufficient to fund the entire institute, not to mention their other sources of income. Hence, the position of the White Deer Institute was extremely important and not many would go against them.

Through some minor investigation, Qin Wentian easily obtained information regarding what sort of place the White Deer Institute was. Yet, he couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.

As the saying went: Small-time hermits hide in remote places, while true hermits wouldn’t mind attention. This was so true for the White Deer Institute; there should be no one who remembered that a branch of the ‘hidden’ Azure Faction from back then, had actually become the famous White Deer Institute of today.

Qin Wentian and co. arrived outside the Institute. It gave off an elegant feeling, and there were already a line of people queueing outside.

“Hey, you are here as well?” Fan Le’s eyes brightened. In front of them stood the young woman wearing the jade-green dress from earlier.

She frowned as she noticed Fan Le, she was starting to suspect Fan Le’s motives.

“Are you here to study Divine Inscriptions as well?” Qin Wentian asked, causing the suspicions in the young woman’s heart to lessen as she nodded.

“Wow, so coincidental? Hihi, my name is Fan Le. What’s yours, pretty lady?” Fatty stretched his hands out, which were then conveniently ignored.

“Qin Wentian.”

Qin Wentian smiled as he nodded towards the young woman.

“Leng Ning,” the young woman replied, “Is the little puppy in your arms a demonic beast? It’s so pretty.”

Little Rascal’s head poked out of Qin Wentian’s embrace as it stared at Leng Ning. After which, its eyes brightened as it leapt out of Qin Wentian’s arms, jumping towards Leng Ning.

Before anyone could react, Little Rascal had already snuggled its head between the twin peaks of Leng Ning. It rubbed its head in contentment while letting out barks of excitement before settling down, lying there looking extremely comfortable.
“What an adorable little fellow.” Leng Ning’s originally cold countenance had immediately melted as she gently stroked Little Rascal’s fur.

Seeing the look of contentment on Little Rascal’s face, Fan Le could only stick his arms on his hips while muttering ominously. What a lecherous puppy.

“There’s quite a lot of people here, do they all wish to join the Institute to research more on Divine Inscriptions?” Qin Wentian swept a glance at the surroundings as he asked Leng Ning.

“Are you a visitor from the other continents?” Leng Ning glanced at Qin Wentian.

“Yes, we’ve come from a place very far away,” Qin Wentian replied.

“No wonder, the White Deer Institute only recruits new blood once every month. Your luck is really good, your arrival coincided with the recruitment period. They will guide you for one month, and if your performance in the Dao of Divine Inscriptions showcases your talents, you can continue cultivating here. If not, the White Deer Institute won’t waste your time. Of course, if your attainments with Divine Inscriptions reach an extremely high level, the White Deer Institute may offer you to join them as a guest elder.

Leng Ning had a pretty good first impression of Qin Wentian, thus she patiently explained all this to him.

“Oh yeah, how are your attainments in the Dao of Divine Inscriptions? If you don’t have the talent, there’s no need to waste Yuan Meteor Stones,” Leng Ning added. It wasn’t that she looked down on Qin Wentian but instead, she was sincerely advising him.

“I think I could be considered pretty good,” Qin Wentian mumbled. In reality, considering his attainments in the Dao of Divine Inscriptions, he could already become an instructor for the students. Not that he would boast about it.

“I believe that you are truly from a very faraway place.” Leng Ning rolled her eyes. Pretty good? Regarding their attainments in the Dao of Divine Inscriptions, not many people would dare to say that they are ‘pretty good’. Although this fellow was quite good-looking, his words were slightly too boastful. Maybe he didn’t know that some students of the White Deer Institute had already achieved terrifying attainments in the Dao of Divine Inscriptions.

“If you want to register for the examination, as well as remain here for a month to receive their guidance, you will have to pay a total of ten third-layer Yuan Meteor Stones,” Leng Ning informed them, out of the kindness of her heart.

“That expensive?” Qin Wentian perspired. If they were in Chu, ten third-layer Yuan Meteor Stones would already be considered a staggering fortune. Most people would find it almost impossible to gather this much wealth, even if they were to risk their lives in the Dark Forest over and over again.

Seeing Qin Wentian’s astonishment further affirmed Leng Ning’s suspicions. This fellow was like a big fish in a small pond and didn’t know how huge the outside world really was.

“Yeah, but as long as you have sufficient talent and achieve a high attainment in the Dao of Divine Inscriptions, by then you could just inscribe them onto Divine Weapons and sell them away. Why would you need to worry about not earning back your initial investment?” Leng Ning glanced at Qin Wentian before she continued, “Moreover, Divine Inscriptions are the basis of the Dao of Formations. For a powerful Divine Inscriptionist, not only can he be an expert weaponsmith, after one achieves a high enough attainment, he can also set up powerful formations. How could ten third-layer Yuan Meteor Stones be considered a hefty price?”

“Oh, I see.” Qin Wentian nodded. He had never even heard of Formations back in Chu. Chu was indeed too small a place.

“Does the White Deer Institute have a very high level of attainment regarding Divine Inscriptions?” QIn Wentian asked again, he really wanted to know concrete details on how strong exactly this branch of the ‘hidden’ Azure Faction might be.

Leng Ning was completely speechless. She rolled her eyes and didn’t reply, causing Qin Wentian to laugh awkwardly.

“Everyone.” After a short while, an old man appeared from the White Deer Institute, looking at the crowd and smiling. “Follow me in.”

The crowd nodded and followed the old man into the institute.

In actuality, the White Deer Institute was the Bailu Clan. However, they liked the name of ‘Institute’ more. Within the Institute were pavilions and buildings, with little bridges built across flowing waters, projecting an air of lushness and tranquility.

The old man brought the crowd to a stone wall. On this stone wall, many outlines of Divine Inscriptions could be seen engraved upon it, giving people a sense of sharpness, yet their eyes still involuntarily shifted over, taking in the wall’s markings.

The power in Divine Inscriptions comes from a mysterious source. Miraculous effects occur only when lines of runic Inscriptions intersect and weave about, forming a complete picture of a Divine Inscription.

Qin Wentian could tell with a single glance that the Divine Inscriptions on the stone wall were all second-ranked inscriptions, and the person who inscribed it should also be at the master level. Each stroke of each outline was almost perfect and even if Qin Wentian himself were the one to perform the engravings, he could only improve upon it slightly.

“If the outlines were slightly more graceful, with a twirl at the end of the curl at that final point of intersection, it would be even more perfect. What a pity,” Qin Wentian murmured, causing Leng Ning, standing by the side, to freeze. To her, the inscriptions on the stone wall were already incomparably exquisite, this was something she wouldn’t be able to do. But from Qin Wentian’s words… this fellow was truly a braggart. Especially the expression on his face, as though he truly believed what he said was right, which caused Leng Ning to be speechless.

“What big words.” A mocking voice drifted over. Qin Wentian shifted his gaze as he saw a young man clad in yellow robes looking at him, while laughing coldly. “This Divine Inscription has already reached the pinnacle of perfection, each and every stroke of its outline interweave perfectly to form a complete picture without flaw. But in your perspective, there’s still room for improvement?”

After speaking, his gaze turned to Leng Ning as he laughed. “Leng Ning, is this a friend of yours?”

Leng Ning furrowed her brows, this fellow was here as well. He purposely came over to find trouble when he noticed that she was with Qin Wentian and his group. Although this Divine Inscription looked very complete, she could still see it was a little distance away from perfection. The yellow-clad youth should be able to tell so as well, yet his words said otherwise, indicating that he was obviously here to create trouble.

“Yan Kong, what does it have to do with you?” Leng Ning coldly replied.
“Indeed, this has nothing to do with me. I’m only worried that your good nature might be taken advantage of by strangers. What a bunch of braggarts.” Yan Kong laughed loudly, causing many in the crowd to focus their attention over to them.

Fan Le narrowed his eyes as he stared at Yan Kong. With a cultivation base only at the third level of Yuanfu? He would be squashed like an insect the moment Chu Mang slapped him. How was it that he dared to be this arrogant.

“Hey baby, who is this retard?” Fan Le asked Leng Ning, causing her to be slightly stunned. “Retard?”

“Since he already knows that this has nothing to do with him, why is he still standing here spouting crap? If he is not a retard, then what is he?” Hints of sympathy could be seen in Fan Le’s gaze as he looked at Yan Kong. This caused Yan Kong’s countenance to stiffen as he glared at Fan Le, a cold light glimmering in his eyes.

“Haaaa-” Leng Ning tried to cover her mouth, but her laughter still resounded. She realised that this fatty wasn’t as irksome as she thought he was.

“Leng Ning, you are so beautiful, you know?” Fan Le smiled. Upon hearing the sound of Leng Ning’s radiant laughter, he swept his gaze over her figure again.
The gazes of the crowd momentarily froze as they perspired. This fellow… even if he wanted to make a move on the girl, he needn’t be so direct, right?

Qin Wentian immediately turned and left, pretending he didn’t know this shameless fellow.

“Idiot.” Yan Kong coldly stared at Fan Le. After which, he shifted his stare towards Leng Ning as he continued, “Leng Ning, I have to commend you on your ‘taste’.”
Leng Ning didn’t expect that Fan Le would be so corny, at this moment she was at a loss for words.
“Quiet down.” At that moment, the old man leading the way spoke out. The clamor died as the crowd directed their attention towards him. Soon after, a young lady appeared beside the old man, wearing a body-hugging, contour-accentuating, long, black-colored robe. Her curves were all visibly outlined, and that smoking-hot body didn’t lose out in the slightest when compared to Leng Ning. Her chest appeared even fuller and her exquisite, white neck resembled a heavenly crane. Her appearance was so outstanding that no one wanted to look away from her.
Not only did she have a devilish figure, her face was the face of an angel. It radiated purity, giving people a strong sense of delightful contrast.

Fan Le’s eyes lit up, he loved the Moon Continent so, so, so, so much. Beautiful ladies were as common as the clouds and they were all of extremely high quality. Fatty’s spring days were coming!

“Bailu Yi, the White Deer Institutes’ greatest Divine Inscriptionist from the younger generations. Not only was she able to inscribe third-ranked Inscriptions, the outlines were all incomparably intricate. In addition, her suitors were all extraordinary characters, you guys have no hope at all,” Leng Ning explained in a low voice, after seeing the look in Fatty’s eyes.
Qin Wentian contemplated Bailu Yi, indeed she was a woman that exuded charm, and just looking at her would cause people to be unable to forget her appearance. And what’s more astonishing was that she could actually inscribe third-ranked Divine Inscriptions at such a young age. He himself knew how difficult it was to comprehend and inscribe third-ranked Inscriptions.
“Not bad indeed,” Qin Wentian lightly commented, causing Leng Ning to be utterly dumbfounded. The ability to inscribe third-ranked Inscriptions only earned a commendation of ‘not bad’? She should already be considered a ‘monster’.

This handsome fellow in front of her, boasted with such a straight face, and with no hints of shame. It was as though his words were decidedly correct and a matter of course.

Chapter 232: The name of Mo Qingcheng

Bailu Yi swept her gaze across the crowd, “After this, you will all select a Divine Inscription engraved on the stonewall and try to inscribe it yourself. If your performance is good enough, I shall be the Teacher for this batch instead.”

The eyes of the crowd brightened as they heard Bailu Yi’s words. There was no one that doubted Bailu Yi’s attainments in the Dao of Divine Inscriptions despite her age. As the most outstanding Divine Inscriptionist among the younger generation, Bailu Yi’s level of expertise was extremely terrifying. Moreover, she was a great beauty, so the crowd was more than willing, especially the younger guys, who had already started to fantasize.

If they could take this chance to catch her eye…
“Are these fellows serious?” Leng Ning didn’t know whether to laugh or cry as she turned her gaze onto the crowd, their eyes had already totally lit up with anticipation. Naturally, Fan Le was one of them. “White Deer Institute wishes to find a talented young man to be Bailu Yi’s companion. Sadly, she has only one requirement – the man who wishes to have her as his wife only needs to have a higher level of attainment than her in the Dao of Divine Inscriptions.”

“Is her attainment really that high?” Qin Wentian asked, astonishment coloring his face.

“What do you think? The White Deer Institute specialises in Divine Inscriptions, not to mention she has a forging-type Astral Soul. How could she not be an expert? Don’t tell me you wish to court her as well?” Leng Ning studied Qin Wentian. All these men were the same, a bunch of horny things, there wasn’t a single good’un among them.

Upon seeing the slightly ‘unkind’ gaze Leng Ning was shooting his way, Qin Wentian felt extremely depressed. Beautiful things would naturally have their share of admirers. First of all, not counting whether he liked Bailu Yi or not, even if he wished to court her, there was no need for Leng Ning to stare at him in such a way, right?

“I already have someone I love.” Qin Wentian shook his head, as he smiled. Only then did Leng Ning stop.

“Yeah, his girlfriend is really so hot, the number one beauty in the Pill Emperor Hall,” Fan Le interjected. Leng Ning’s gaze momentarily froze as she stared at Fan Le. “Why not say his girlfriend is Mo Qingcheng?”

“How did you know?” This reply caused Fan Le to be stunned. He was just casually interjecting, yet Leng Ning had actually guessed it.

Seeing how serious Fan Le’s countenance was as she looked at him, Leng Ning drew in a huge breath before saying a single word, “Scram.”

This fellow was way too shameless.

“You are acquainted with Mo Qingcheng?” Qin Wentian inquired in a low voice, his heart thumping.

Leng Ning had a bizarre look in her eyes as she stared at Qin Wentian. After which, she replied icily, “A few months ago, the Pill Emperor’s daughter, Luo He, brought back a treasured disciple she found on her travels. Several major powers went to offer their congratulations. This matter caused a commotion that shook the Moon Continent, it was circulated that this new disciple was named Mo Qingcheng and had features so beautiful that she was capable of toppling kingdoms and empires. Now, there’s no one around that doesn’t know the name, Mo Qingcheng.”

“However, you guys are truly without any sense of shame, to think that you can even utter such words.”

“Hu…” Qin Wentian drew in a deep breath, as a bitter smile curled his lips. It seemed like he had to hurry up and gain control and the acceptance of this branch of the ‘hidden’ Azure Faction. If not, he wouldn’t even have the qualifications to meet Qingcheng. Even a stranger like Leng Ning felt that he was a daydreaming idiot.

However, this branch had concealed itself for a few thousand years. Qin Wentian didn’t understand a single thing about the White Deer Institute, so he could only take it step by step, entering the Institute first and then becoming a core member.

“Enough, come and inscribe your chosen Inscriptions on the stone wall over here.” At this moment, the old man beside Bailu Yi spoke, as he led the prospective students to a place with many stone monuments, each displaying countless attempted Divine Inscriptions on it. This should be where the previous test candidates had inscribed their Divine Inscriptions.

The people in the crowd walked towards their selected stone monuments. Fan Le and Chu Mang stood on the left and right of Qin Wentian as they scratched their heads. They didn’t even have a basic understanding regarding comprehension of Divine Inscriptions.

Qin Wentian had already chosen which Divine Inscription he wanted to inscribe. Directing the Astral Energy within his body, he channelled it to his finger as a mote of starlight appeared. He then inscribed the outlines of his chosen Divine Inscription – that of a flying sword, on the stone monument. This was all done in an unbroken rhythm, with him completing it in a single attempt.

“I’m done, will Miss Bailu please take a look?” A voice broke the silence of the air, the person who spoke was none other than Yan Kong. He completed his inscription roughly about the same time as Qin Wentian. As the gazes of the crowd drifted over, they only saw the outline of an eagle majestically flying in the skies. An aura emanated forth from the stone monument, causing people to involuntarily sigh in admiration. The level of standards for this newly inscribed Divine Inscription had already surpassed the one on the original stone wall.

“Indeed, he’s someone from the Yan Clan, his talent in the Dao of Divine Inscriptions is abnormally high,” many mused in their hearts. The Yan Clan, was exceptionally famous in this region.

Leng Ning’s gaze was somewhat unsightly. After a while, she had also completed her inscription. Although it wasn’t bad, there was an obvious disparity between hers and Yan Kong’s. She did her very best and barely met the mark of inscribing a second-ranked Divine Inscription. She had already reached her limits. She could only stare dumbly at her own inscription, while feeling a slight sadness in her heart.

“Once you have completed the inscription, please stand over to the other side.”

“Have you completed your inscription of a second-ranked Divine Inscription?” Leng Ning appeared preoccupied, as she turned her head and asked Qin Wentian. He had chosen a flying sword, what a simple Divine Inscription.

“Yeah.” Qin Wentian lightly nodded.

“If there are no other variables, he should be able to obtain the top score.” Fan Le was extremely familiar with Qin Wentian’s attainment in the Dao of Divine Inscriptions. He could already inscribe perfect third-ranked Inscriptions, not to mention second-ranked ones.

After everyone was done, that old man and Bailu Yi walked about, gazing at the completed works of each of the students. As they studied the inscription done by Yan Kong, the old man smiled as he intoned in a low voice to Bailu Yi, “Yan Kong’s ability in the Dao of Divine Inscriptions is indeed impressive. If you study within the White Deer Institute for a period of time, your attainment will be even higher. There are several talents within this batch of students, but Yan Kong is the strongest.”

“Hmm, you are wrong.” Suddenly, Bailu Yi walked forward to pause in front of a stone monument.

The old man’s countenance faltered, as he turned his gaze upon the stone monument that caught Bailu Yi’s attention. On the monument, an inscription of a sword could be seen. The outline appeared extremely simple. Although it emitted a sensation of sharpness when one gazed upon it, it was after all, one of the easiest Divine Inscriptions to inscribe.

Bailu Yi extended her index finger out, as Astral Energy flowed from within her into the Divine Inscription.

Chichi~ The sensation of sharpness intensified. Cracking sounds rang out, as the keening of a sword could be heard. In the next moment, the stone monument split apart, leaving behind a deep-looking sword scar.

“Returning to its natural state, the attainment of this person has, at the very least, reached the large-success stage for the second level.” Bailu Yi’s eyes gleamed, as she asked the old man, “Who was the one who inscribed this?”

“I don’t know who he is, I’ve never met this young man around here before. Bailu Yi, will you be the teacher for this batch of students?” the old man inquired.

“Yeah, I’ll do it.” Bailu Yi nodded her head. “Bring them to the institute after collecting their Yuan Meteor Stones.”

“Right.” The old man turned and started to make the arrangements.

Within the Institute, there were many stone desks and stone seats. In front of them was a stone wall with various kinds of Divine Inscriptions carved upon it. Qin Wentian sat beside Leng Ning, while Fan Le and Chu Mang sat behind him.

Bailu Yi stood at the front of the stone desks with her back facing the stone wall. Looking at the students, she stated, “Some of you don’t even have the slightest concept of what Divine Inscriptions are, yet choose to waste your time here. Since you’ve made your choice, I won’t say anything much regarding that. In any case, there’s one person among you guys whose attainment has, at the very least, reached the largest stage of success for the second level. I regard that person highly.”

Chu Mang fidgeted about uncomfortably while rubbing his head, as an expression of ‘you-caught-me’ appeared on his face. While Fan Le who was beside him, didn’t have any shame at all. He continued staring intently at Bailu Yi, taking in her features, as he lost himself in admiration.

Upon hearing her words, many in the crowd shifted their gazes onto Yan Kong. The person whom Bailu Yi spoke of, it should be Yan Kong, right?

Feeling the stares of others, Yan Kong sat up straighter as a smile filled with pride appeared on his face.

Leng Ning felt a sense of defeat as her countenance turned cool.

“Divine Inscriptions are the most mysterious sources of energy in this world. With Divine Inscriptions, one can forge Divine Weapons, set up Formations, and even use the Divine Inscriptions themselves in battle. The Dao of Divine Inscriptions, encompasses the Dao of Heaven and Earth. The power it contains, is boundless,” Bailu Yi lectured.

“Are Divine Inscriptions really that powerful? Even if your level of attainment in the Dao of Divine Inscriptions is higher compared to mine? As long as my cultivation is stronger, I could defeat you with ease,” Fan Le spoke. Bailu Yi glanced at him before replying, “Look at what you have inscribed, I mean drawn. The picture of a white puppy. Good drawing skills indeed.”

“HAHAHA!” Immediately, everyone exploded with laughter. Luckily, Fan Le’s skin was thick, so he didn’t mind the ribbing.

“Have you heard before the story where a Yuanfu Cultivator slayed a Heavenly Dipper Sovereign?” Bailu Yi asked Fan Le.

“It’s impossible, right?”

“Naturally this is impossible for ordinary cultivators, but for powerful Divine Inscriptionists, they could do so by borrowing the power contained within Heaven and Earth. Over here in the Moon Continent, there’s a grandmaster in the Dao of Divine Inscriptions with a cultivation base at the Yuanfu Realm who slayed an awe-inspiring Heavenly Dipper Sovereign. Not only that, this matter was personally witnessed by many, you can just ask around.”

Bailu Yi casually explained, while the countenances of the crowd remained stoic and solemn. Apparently, they all knew of this matter.

“That strong?” Fan Le grinned.

Leng Ning turned her head to roll her eyes at Fan Le. This fellow simply had no idea how powerful the White Deer Institute was.

In the Dao of Divine Inscriptions, the White Deer Institute was the most famous and strongest among all powers within the Moon Continent. They had Inscriptions for Divine Weapons, Inscriptions for Formations, Inscriptions for Battles. They were extremely proficient with all types of usage regarding Divine Inscriptions.

Bailu Yi didn’t reply to Fan Le. She continued lecturing while Qin Wentian quietly listened. Although his talent in Divine Inscriptions could be considered monstrous, his knowledge regarding the Dao of Divine Inscriptions was extremely lacking.

Divine Inscriptions were undoubtedly the key that would allow him to enter the White Deer Institute.

The lesson lasted for four hours. Qin Wentian felt that he had benefited tremendously. After the lesson, they respectively departed from the White Deer Institute.

“How do you feel?” Leng Ning asked Qin Wentian.

“Not bad, Bailu Yi’s attainment in the Dao of Divine Inscriptions was indeed at a high enough level. In fact, her explanation caused me to gain some insights,” Qin Wentian replied with a laugh.

Leng Ning turned speechless. Qin Wentian’s words were sounding more and more boastful, maybe that was his personality? Actually, Qin Wentian only said what he said because his level of attainment in the Dao of Divine Inscriptions was high enough. Yet, Leng Ning kept thinking that Qin Wentian’s aptitude in the Dao of Divine Inscriptions was just ordinary, which was why she felt Qin Wentian was bragging.
“Miss Leng, we came here in a hurry and have no place to stay. Would it be an inconvenience if we stayed at your residence for a few days??” Fan Le interjected as he walked to Leng Ning’s side.

“………” For a moment, Qin Wentian was at a loss for words, before he then replied, “It’s fine, we will find an inn to stay in. Little Rascal, come here.”

However, Little Rascal merely snuggled even more contently against Leng Ning’s bosom and refused to budge an inch. Its actions caused Qin Wentian to be speechless. This fellow was as lecherous as Fan Le.

“Don’t worry about it. Anyway, my residence isn’t far away and there are many empty rooms about. There’s no problem, you guys can stay for a few days,” Leng Ning replied, she was very fond of Little Rascal. Although Qin Wentian loved to boast, his character wasn’t bad. Perhaps he tended to brag as a way to seem superior than he really was, somehow believing he could actually impress the ladies in this manner?

Chapter 233: Leng Ning’s Worries

Qin Wentian didn’t expect that Leng Ning would actually agree to Fan Le’s request. It seemed that this young woman may look cold and unfeeling on the outside, however it belied an innocent heart. If not, she wouldn’t have agreed so easily to strangers staying over at her residence. After all, she had only been acquainted with them for a day…

“Hehe, Beauty Leng Ning, you have to take note of your status. It wouldn’t look good for you if this matter was known to my uncle.” A mocking voice drifted over, as Yan Kong appeared.

Leng Ning’s countenance turned cold, and appeared extremely unpleasant before she spat out a single word, “Scram.”

“Hmph, Leng Ning, you better be more polite to me,” Yan Kong snorted coldly as he flicked his sleeves and left. His followers trailing behind him snickered as they passed, “This lass from the Leng Clan can be considered a supreme beauty. Yan Kong, you are really fortunate indeed. Earlier, Bailu Yi praised that your attainments had already reached the large-success stage of the second level. Just maybe… you might have a chance with her.”

Upon hearing these words, the arrogance on Yan Kong’s face intensified, and he left, as proud as a peacock.

“Let’s leave as well,” Leng Ning intoned in a low voice. They didn’t know whether it was because of Yan Kong’s words but during the journey, Leng Ning’s face remained extremely cold, as though her heart was full of worry. Even Fan Le’s jokes were disregarded, causing Qin Wentian to speculate that she may have recently met with some form of trouble.

The Leng Clan could be considered a large clan within this region. At the very least, it was much larger compared to the Mo Clan in Chu. In fact, almost any clan that could have their roots traced back to the Moon Continent was already something that the clans in Chu couldn’t be compared to.

They followed Leng Ning and entered the Leng Residence, after which two silhouettes, a young male and female, walked over to meet them.

“Walk there.” Leng Ning appeared as if she wanted to avoid them. But before she could do so, the female already called out to her, laughing, “Leng Ning, why are you running away right after seeing me?”

“Leng Lin, is there something you need?” Leng Ning frowned.

“I heard that you went to the White Deer Institute to cultivate your attainment in the Dao of Divine Inscriptions? Why are you working so hard? Wouldn’t it be the same if you just married someone of high standing? By then, your status would rise even higher.” The tone of Leng Lin’s words was somewhat bizarre.

“Let’s leave,” Leng Ning whispered to Qin Wentian and the others, who stood behind her. She didn’t wish to interact with Leng Lin any further.

“Hehe Leng Ning, you better take care of your image. How are you so brazen that you’re even bringing a few guys home? Or are you trying to be like me, finding someone dependable?” Leng Lin leaned upon the arms of the young man beside her as she spoke. The young man quietly contemplated Leng Ning’s group with a slight smile on his face.

Leng Ning didn’t bother to reply as she continued walking forward. Qin Wentian walked to her side, and seeing how angry she looked, he couldn’t help but ask, “Your Clan arranged a marriage for you, but you are unwilling?”

Upon hearing his question, Leng Ning shot an icy glance at Qin Wentian, causing him to shrug his shoulders as he commented, “Never mind, pretend I didn’t say anything.”
It seemed like this matter was a taboo topic to Leng Ning.

As the young Miss of the Leng Clan, Leng Ning had her own separate courtyard, with plenty of empty rooms. She pointed to one and said, “Qin Wentian you stay here, as for that big guy, he can stay there. That fatty can stay right there, all the way over to the side.”

“Why is my room all the way over there?” Fan Le grumbled.

“I don’t trust you,” Leng Ning coldly replied, as Fan Le’s countenance immediately became crestfallen.

“Ridiculous, what do you think you’re doing?” Suddenly, a voice filled with anger echoed through the air. As the sounds of footsteps rang out, a middle-aged man quickly appeared. He swept a gaze at Qin Wentian and the rest before he asked in a frosty voice, “Who are these people?”

“They are my friends who I met over at the White Deer Institute.” Leng Ning’s countenance was as cold as ever.

“You mean this group of people are studying Divine Inscriptions with you? What a joke, do you think that by finding a few other guys you’ll be able to solve the issue? You intentionally wanted to anger the Yan Clan?” The middle-aged man shouted in a rage, “Tell them to get lost.”

“You don’t need to concern yourself with my matters,” Leng Ning bluntly rebutted.

“I’m your Father,” the middle-aged man raged.

“Hahaha, so you’re aware that you are my father?” Cold intent glimmered in Leng Ning’s eyes.

“Are you trying to anger me to the point of death? Why can’t you be more sensible, everything I’ve done is all for your own good. That person is a third-ranked Divine Inscriptions Grandmaster.” The middle-aged man coldly snorted.

“SHUT UP!” Leng Ning screamed.

“You…” The middle-aged man moved to lift his hands, as if preparing for a slap. Yet Leng Ning merely looked at him, with hints of ice in her gaze.

“Hmph, you better know what’s good for you.” In the end, the middle-aged man turned and walked away.

Qin Wentian and the others stood there, dumbfounded. This matter was more complicated than they had expected, and as outsiders, it was better for them to keep their mouths shut.

After the incident, each of them retreated to their own rooms to rest. Within his room, Qin Wentian sat cross-legged as he viewed the Yuanfu in his body. All three of his Yuanfu were like pools filled with Astral Energy, with great amounts of Divine Energy mixed within. Qin Wentian’s strength with Divine Inscriptions was so great because he actively used them to unceasingly convert his Astral Energy into Divine Energy.

For Qin Wentian, he had already reached the level where he could easily inscribe second-ranked Divine Inscriptions almost instantaneously.

“The Yuanfu Realm is truly hard to level up. Especially for me, I need to fill up all three of my Yuanfu.” Qin Wentian was extremely depressed. Previously, his cultivation had developed at an insane speed, but after stepping into Yuanfu, he was still only at the second level, even after so much time had passed. Despite this, the total amount of Astral Energy his Yuanfu had were many times greater compared to others.
The door opened, and Little Rascal nudged his way in as a series of ‘yiyiyaya’ sounds appeared in his mind.

After which, Qin Wentian saw Little Rascal turning as though it wanted him to follow after.

Qin Wentian felt its actions were a little strange, yet he still followed the snowy puppy outside. But who would have thought that Little Rascal would actually lead him towards Leng Ning’s room?

“You want me to enter?” Qin Wentian asked. Little Rascal nodded its adorable head in response.

Qin Wentian bitterly laughed, he didn’t know what Little Rascal intended. The door to Leng Ning’s room was open. Upon walking in, Qin Wentian saw Leng Ning sitting in the living room, silently sobbing. The sight of this left Qin Wentian stunned; why was she crying all of a sudden?

When she noticed the arrival of Qin Wentian, she hurriedly wiped her tears away as she asked coldly, “What are you doing here?”

Qin Wentian could only smile bitterly. He walked towards Leng Ning and sat down beside her, asking in a low voice, “Is there something wrong? Why are you crying?”

Leng Ning stared at Qin Wentian, and seeing how clear his eyes were, she couldn’t help but think that this fellow was really good looking. The only bad point about him was his love of boasting.

“That man earlier was my Father. He and the Clan wanted to force me into marriage, and the other party is none other than Yan Kong’s uncle. Although Yan Kong’s uncle is about 70 – 80 years old, that’s not the issue. A cultivator would normally look middle-aged at that stage in their life. However, his uncle is different. He looks extremely old, more like a freak.”

“And do you know what? This fellow has already had several wives, but all of them ended up insane. Yeah, insane… they were all tortured into insanity by that old freak. My father actually wants me to marry such a man.”

After explaining, Leng Ning started to cry again. Her eyes reddened, “What’s even more ludicrous was that they said it was all for my own good. Didn’t they want the marriage simply because that old freak is a third-ranked Divine Inscriptionist? Isn’t it so that he could help them? Thus, they chose to sacrifice me, pushing me into the arms of a devil.”

Qin Wentian was flabbergasted as he heard Leng Ning’s words. Were all large clans this cruel? Because of some benefits, they could even trade away their daughter’s life. This was too outrageous.

Qingcheng was born in the Mo Clan, but her father doted on her. His own father, Qin Chuan, also had an extremely close relationship with Qin Yao.

“Are there no other solutions?” Qin Wentian asked in a low voice.

“There is, and that’s to find someone with an even more amazing talent. That Leng Lin from earlier, she’s my cousin. Initially she was the one chosen for the marriage, but she managed to find someone else – that person you saw standing beside her earlier. He’s a cultivator at the third level of Yuanfu, and is also a peak second-ranked Divine Inscriptionist. After which, Leng Lin told the clan I should go in her stead and they all agreed. Hahaha, how ridiculous.”
Within that moment, Leng Ning was exceptionally fragile. Looking at Qin Wentian, a thought suddenly flashed past her mind: wasn’t this fellow also a Divine Inscriptionist?

However soon after, her excited countenance faded into gloominess again. Why would she suddenly think of him? Although he was good-looking, he was only good at bragging.

“Second-ranked Divine Inscriptionist. It seems like the criteria set by your Clan is not that strict after all.” Qin Wentian laughed.

Hearing Qin Wentian boasting again, Leng Ning was speechless, “Wait, you mean you are also a peak second-ranked Divine Inscriptionist? If you are willing to, I would rather marry you.”

“Er…” Black lines appeared on Qin Wentian’s face. This… this matter was too troublesome, there was no way he would marry Leng Ning.

“Forget it, I don’t know why I’m speaking like this.” Leng Ning shook her head as she stared at Qin Wentian. “However, you are really quite adorable, the inscriptions you chose to inscribe during the examination are the simplest kind, yet you speak such big words with a straight face. I can’t tell when you are being serious.”

After speaking, Leng Ning finally smiled. The radiance of her smile caused the splendour of her beauty to deepen. Qin Wentian couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.

“Actually you’re really very beautiful when you smile, why do you need to look so cold on the outside? Just let nature take its course, and maybe there will be a solution to resolve this when the time comes,” Qin Wentian persuaded.

“I’ll try…” Leng Ning felt much better after sharing the burden in her heart.

“Actually, I’m a third-ranked Divine Inscriptionist,” Qin Wentian added, he didn’t know whether this information would be able to help Leng Ning or not.

Leng Ning froze for a moment before grinning, “Yeah I know, and your girlfriend is Mo Qingcheng right? The reason why you came to the Moon Continent was to look for her, right?”

“Yeah.” Qin Wentian nodded seriously.

Leng Ning totally gave in. “Fine, fine, thank you for being a good listener. It’s time for you to leave. After all, this is my room.”

“Er…” Qin Wentian bitterly laughed. Was he so unworthy of trust? Anyway, they would still need to stay here for a period of time, he would try his best to see if he could help this poor young woman. As for marrying Leng Ning, the thought had never crossed his mind.

After Qin Wentian’s departure, Leng Ning shook her head and mumbled, “Silly fellow, if you really are a third-ranked Divine Inscriptionist, even if I had to be your concubine, I wouldn’t mind.”

Qin Wentian’s senses were extremely sharp. Upon hearing Leng Ning’s words, his legs suddenly grew soft as he almost fell down. The black lines on his face multiplied as he quickly walked away. After knowing her thoughts on the subject, would he still dare reveal himself as a third-ranked Divine Inscriptionist in the future?