The Legend of Futian - Chapter 121

Chapter 121: Something to Remember For the Rest of His Life

After Ye Futian had spoken, many people were dumbfounded. Their gazes were frozen on the handsome young man.

He only cultivated musical sorcery to better himself?

In the battle just now, Ye Futian’s musical sorcery was able to push the Qin Clan’s brightest pupil, Dharma Plane prodigy—Bai Qiu—to such limits. Now, he was telling the emperor that he only cultivated musical sorcery to better himself and that it was not his expertise. This…

Bai Qiu’s expression darkened. Up to this point in the battle, there was nothing he could say he was proud of. He wanted to get sweet revenge on Ye Futian for what he had done, but by the looks of it, his efforts were nowhere near good enough. What was the meaning of what Ye Futian had just said?

From far up in the skies, Hua Fengliu dry coughed.

On the Black Wind Eagle, Hua Jieyu sat there just blinking her eyes, while Yu Sheng sat wide-eyed. He looked at Bai Qiu with pity.

But forget about everyone else, even the emperor was not prepared for Ye Futian’s utterance. He faltered momentarily and then looked at the handsome young man on the Fenghua Platform. With a smile, he said, “That’s fine. Then you may battle with a skill of your expertise.”

“Thank you, Your Majesty.” Ye Futian bowed to the emperor. After that, he turned to look at Bai Qiu with a smile.

“I would also like to see what your expertise is,” said Bai Qiu said with a darkened expression. He placed his hands on the guqin and the music started once again. If he couldn’t defeat Ye Futian, then all pride would be lost.

The moment Bai Qiu’s fingertips met the guqin, thunder and lightning filled the sky. The winds and the clouds shifted. He was playing the same piece as before.

Ye Futian stepped forward, a majestic bright light accompanied the release of his Golden Roc Spirit. In a split second, everyone’s eyes were drawn back on to Ye Futian as they watched in shock while the Life Spirit appeared behind him.

Twin spirits. A shiver went down everyone’s spine.

Ye Futian previously battled as a Musical Sorcerer and revealed his Guqin Spirit. Now, his Golden Roc Spirit has also been unveiled. Twin spirits.

The audience finally understood, not only had they underestimated Hua Jieyu. They had also underestimated Ye Futian. Ye Futian, Yu Sheng, and Hua Jieyu. The Seven-Starred Glory Plane trio were mysterious newcomers. It seemed like they were destined to stir up trouble at the Fenghua Banquet.

Yu Sheng and Hua Jieyu had already revealed their true talents. Now, it was Ye Futian’s turn. His musical sorcery was able to force Bai Qiu to attack at full power but he told the emperor that he only cultivated musical sorcery to better himself. He wasn’t solely a Musical Sorcerer.

After that, he released a second Life Spirit.

Bai Qiu, who had already begun to play, was also shocked. His cold eyes swept over to Ye Futian. Bai Qiu was supposed to have the advantage, fighting Ye Futian as a Dharma Plane cultivator, but Ye Futian had stolen his spotlight from the very start.

Thinking about this, Bai Qiu released his realization of Dharma. Guqins appeared in the air and when he played, all the guqins harmonized. A wave of frightening energy washed over the platform. The airflow became wild. The sound of the guqins metamorphosed into sorcery. Lightning struck down on where Ye Futian was but he ducked quickly and it struck on to empty space.

“He’s so fast.” Everyone looked towards the figure in the sky. Ye Futian’s wings fluttered behind him. Wind Sorcery wrapped around his body making he even faster. He reached out his hand and the Metal Spiritual Qi immediately formed into a golden rod which Ye Futian wrapped his hand around.

Ye Futian took one step forward, and a force of invisible energy erupted from him. More flashes of lightning struck at him but this time, Ye Futian did not duck to avoid it. Instead, he waved the rod forward and the bolts of lightning disappeared with a loud bang. Ye Futian stood stable like a mountain, his aura growing stronger by the moment.

The music continued frantically. The storm was taking form. At the same time, the sound of the guqin continuously crept into Ye Futian’s ear, wanting to drag him into the mood of the music. The sky was dark but lightning lit it up intermittently. Bai Qiu’s music contained the double attack abilities of spirit and sorcery.

With a peculiar look in his eyes, Ye Futian took advantage of the large force of spiritual energy from the Eye of the Storm to reject the influence of the music. In a flash, he turned into a bolt of golden lightning and struck toward his opponent. As a Musical Sorcerer, it was only natural for Ye Futian to understand the weakness of Musical Sorcerers.

Musical Sorcerers were able to completely overpower powerful cultivators who cultivated only martial arts and not the element of spirit. More powerful Musical Sorcerers were also able to utilize their music to release attacks with sorcery. However, their weakness was very obvious: close-range combat. What would happen if someone got too close to a Musical Sorcerer during battle?

But of course, it was not an easy task to get close to a Musical Sorcerer.

Seeing that Ye Futian was closing in, Bai Qiu continued to play. The music formed a storm and headed for Ye Futian, wanting to destroyed everything in its target location. However, Ye Futian moved in a curved line, perfectly dodging the attack. He did not try to meet the storm head on.

Bai Qiu’s fingers moved unbelievably fast. They moved across the guqin wildly. The attack of sorcery formed by the music suddenly changed directions. Attacks of the spirit element were able to cover all directions, but those of sorcery were not.

Everyone watched as the attack continuously changed directions. Ye Futian, who was zipping through the air with the help of his large golden roc wings, kept waving the long, golden rod around. There was an odd rhythm to his movements. Around him, a large force of power seemed to be gathering slowly.

“He is collecting power.” The spectators watched Ye Futian’s every action. While dodging Bai Qiu’s attacks, he was simultaneously collecting power. His shining figure in the skies gave off a mystical feel. The force around him was getting stronger by the minute.

Naturally, Bai Qiu had also taken notice. But what of it? Under the continuous spiritual attacks from his music, how much longer was Ye Futian going to last?

Just then, Ye Futian’s soaring body halted. The storm charging at him was destroyed stricken by the rod.

Ye Futian floated over Bai Qiu arrogantly. The frightening force of power revolve above Ye Futian, causing him to look majestic and imposing despite his not quite large physique. Clouds filled the skies while thunder and lightning harmonized. Crazy winds turned into sharp blades that cut through the air and flew towards Ye Futian.

The rod in his hand danced. The incredible force of power destroyed the incoming storms without rest. His wings fluttered and with a step forward, the rod swung down hard, splitting the storm in two.

“The power in his attacks…” This scene sent shivers down everyone’s back. The storm had been destroyed by single swing of the rod. It was as if all the power in the world belonged to Ye Futian.

His golden body shined bright. Instead of moving forward, Ye Futian traveled downward towards Bai Qiu, following the way created by the rod. This time, there was no more dodging, no more changing directions. Ye Futian was going to face Bai Qiu’s attacks head on. He had gathered enough power for Genesis of the Nine Heavenly Attacks. Anyone who got in his way would die.

Wild winds roared in the skies as the Thunder Dragon Spirit growled. Its power was shocking and powerful that it would be enough to collapse the sky.

The long rod danced and the force got stronger. Everything on Earth was at the mercy of Ye Futian. Using the force of power, the second attack of the Nine Heavenly Attacks was administered. The skies were undisturbed as Ye Futian wiped out the storm. Once again, he descended, getting closer to Bai Qiu.

The look in Ye Futian’s eyes was extremely odd. The spiritual energy in his mind kept getting disturbed. However, with the help of the strong spiritual energy and will, he was able to control the force. When he attacked with the Nine Heavenly Attacks, there was an explosion of spiritual energy. His spiritual will had also leveled up.

Bai Qiu’s expression changed. His music revealed a hint of distress. How was it that such powerful musical sorcery still could not stop Ye Futian’s advance? Bai Qiu watched the figure approaching himself slowly. His expression did not look too good.

The force of power gathered around Ye Futian grew stronger. In fact, it was so strong that it could crush everything in its way.

Bai Qiu’s fingers danced across the guqin and a wave of Spiritual Qi exploded. But at the same time, Ye Futian moved. With the help of the incredible force, the rod swung down once again, wiping out everything. The air was about to explode. The long rod struck down towards Bai Qiu’s attack spell without any obstacles.

Wind sorcery enveloped Bai Qiu and carried him away in retreat. His music lost its flow. As Bai Qiu retreated, the golden rod escaped from Ye Futian’s hands and bolted towards him in a flash.

Seeing this, Bai Qiu withdrew his Guqin Spirit immediately and sped up his retreat with wind sorcery. At the same time, he had to create a defense spell. The golden flash zipped through the air, and though its power was slightly diminished by Bai Qiu’s defense, the rod still landed an attack on him. With a scream, Bai Qiu spat a mouthful of fresh blood. He lost color in his face in an instant. His body was thrown back and landed at the edge of the Fenghua Platform.

The crazy storms dissipated slowly. On the battle platform, Ye Futian stood arrogantly. His gifts were like no other. Right now, everything was silent but deep down, everyone was shaking in disbelief. Ye Futian, a Seven-Starred Glory Plane cultivator, had defeated Dharma Plane prodigy, Bai Qiu. His ferocious silhouette and domineering aura had been imprinted in everyone’s mind.

The members of the Qin Clan looked pale. Bai Qiu was the representative of the Qin Clan’s young generation, but he was just defeated by Ye Futian who was in a plane three levels lower than himself. Oh, the humiliation.

Prodigy? Number one of the younger generation Qin Clan members? Candidate for the Fenghua Rank?

Cen Xia from Cangye College watched everything unfold from up in the skies. Her heart was anything but at ease. She thought back to when she had guided Ye Futian to the pretest site. At the time, she had pointed to Bai Qiu and told Ye Futian that he was a Dharma Plane prodigy from the Qin Clan and one of the top contenders for the Fenghua Rank. When Bai Qiu had asked for Ye Futian to be his musical attendant, her opinion was that Ye Futian was extremely lucky to be thought of so highly by him. She had even purposely revealed her own level of cultivation with hidden pride. It was hilarious to think back at everything in the past now. Cen Xia had already been eliminated while the three of them shined the brightest.

No one felt at peace.

Just then, everyone saw Ye Futian watch Bai Qiu as he climbed up from the side of the Fenghua Platform. Ye Futian smiled and asked, “Do you still want me to be your musical attendant?”

Hearing his question, many people looked over at Bai Qiu. Had he actually asked for Ye Futian to be his musical attendant? This was just too…

Bai Qiu stared at Ye Futian coldly, only to see Ye Futian’s carefree smile. To Bai Qiu, he said, “There’s no need to look at me like that. Even if you continue to cultivate in the Qin Clan for another one or two years, you won’t be able to surpass me.”

Spectators were reminded of what Bai Qiu had said after Ye Futian’s battle yesterday and the arrogance in his eyes when he said it. Looking at him now, all they felt for him was pity. The happenings of this year’s Fenghua Banquet was probably going to be something Bai Qiu would remember for the rest of his life.

Chapter 122: One at a Time

It was indeed unforgettable. Bai Qiu was the most popular contender for the Fenghua Rank. He was proud and confident. Seeing that Ye Futian was talented, he wanted the youth to become his musical attendant. In his opinion, Ye Futian should have taken this chance. Later, they continuously clashed and he wanted to solve it all at the Fenghua Platform. He stopped Wang Yu from going against Ye Futian because he wanted to personally humiliate him. In the end, Bai Qiu was defeated.

The Dharma Plane genius of the Qin Clan, the most popular contender for the Fenghua Rank, had lost to someone in the Seven-star Glory Plane. “Tragic” wasn’t even enough to describe it.

Can Bai Qiu still enter the Fenghua Rank? many of the spectators thought. Then they looked towards Ye Futian. They’d all underestimated him but he had his eyes on the Fenghua Rank. They even felt that it was very possible for Ye Futian to ender the top three of the Fenghua Rank. This battle had been too shocking.

“This guy is crazy,” Princess Ye Lingxi said beside the throne. She smiled at Ye Futian. She couldn’t believe that the youth who had played the guqin with her that night was actually so powerful.

“This is confidence.” Emperor Ye chuckled, a pleased look flashing past his eyes. Everyone knew that Ye Futian had been right. If nothing extraordinary happened, Bai Qiu would never be able to surpass Ye Futian, let alone in one or two years. He’d never be able to erase this humiliation.

Dragging his injured body, Bai Qiu took a step toward the sky. His entire presence felt decadent. The pride of the kingdom, so arrogant and confident before, had lost all spirit after this fight.

Ye Futian looked up at the sky to Wang Yu. His eyes glinted and he said coldly, “Get down here.”

Wang Yu from the Dharma Plane dared to take revenge on Hua Jieyu because she defeated Lin Yueyao? He was flirting with death!

“He wants to challenge Wang Yu after defeating Bai Qiu?” The spectators shuddered. He really was taking them on one by one. He was at the Seven-star Glory Plane but he looked down on all these geniuses from the Dharma Plane.

Wang Yu’s brows furrowed. He had seen Ye Futian and Bai Qiu’s fight and he was surprised by how strong Ye Futian was. If Bai Qiu hadn’t stopped him, he would have been the one down there. He would have underestimated Ye Futian. Now, he had witnessed Ye Futian’s aggression and he became more serious.

Blazing wings spread open, filled with the wild aura of fire. Wang Yu sped down and hovered in the air before Ye Futian.

Ye Futian opened his arms. The metal elemental Spiritual Qi gathered once again, transforming into a golden staff. He stepped forward, instantly creating an explosive burst of power.

Boom! Fire ignited in Wang Yu’s body. He was bathed in the firelight and the Dharma wings flapped. Wild wind blew as he pounced at Ye Futian, not giving him time to gather his power. He’d witnessed the earlier fight so he knew that Ye Futian’s battle technique grew stronger as time went on. He must defeat Ye Futian before he gathered his power.

The golden wings of the Roc glowed behind Ye Futian. With the help of the wind spell, he rose up and spun in the air. Wind kept beating down as invisible power gathered and strengthened around him.

Below him, countless Flame Dragons snapped at Ye Futian, wanting to seal off the air. They curled toward Ye Futian’s flying body, the blazing heat burning him. Ye Futian’s spinning body sped up. His power was shocking and everyone watched as the two kept rising upward.

Just as the Flame Dragons were about to catch up to Ye Futian, a beautiful arc streaked past. Rather than rising, he smashed downward with his staff—Genesis. With one hit, the Flame Dragons were all destroyed. The staff also continued rumbling toward Wang Yu.

The man didn’t dodge. He released his life spirit—a terrifying Flamebird. His body seemed to burn. Countless Flamebird apparitions charged at Ye Futian with horribly hot flames.

The golden staff swept through everything and crashed into Wang Yu’s body. Wang Yu transformed into a frightening Flamebird. His hands were like sharp claws, breaking the staff directly. There was a burst of horrifying power. The fire swept up and burned towards Ye Futian.

Ye Futian used the powerful reverberations to bounce back and soar in the air. Everyone watched as a shocking strength coursed through him and he dove down again. However, Wang Yu was the pride of the Dharma Plane, and he was skilled in close-contact fighting. He didn’t fear this at all. His giant wings flashed and countless Flamebird circled around him. The rich flames swept through the air. His wings flapped and all the Flamebird seemed to charge at Ye Futian.

They collided again. Everyone watched the two figures in the air with terror. Flames filled the void and Ye Futian’s body seemed to burn. Wang Yu was skilled at close-contact combat and didn’t fear Ye Futian’s power. The spectators shuddered. Ye Futian might not win this fight.

At this moment, Ye Futian grew stronger. He cast down the third strike of the Nine Heavenly Attacks. The moment the two collided, a terrifying gust of air currents spread in all directions. The two came to a deadlock and then separated.

Ye Futian was still higher up. He stabilized himself and the strong power around him was still terrifying.

This power is too much, the spectators thought. They stared at the two figures in the air, their hearts trembling. Ye Futian was too powerful to be able to fight in close contact with a Dharma Plane Mandate Sorcerer skilled in combat.

Wang Yu stared at Ye Futian. “What other tricks do you have?” he asked coldly.

Ye Futian looked down on him. Inside, his blood began rumbling as the Imperial Tactics was activated. Rays of dazzling light streamed out of every part of his body. Then the majestic power grew stronger. It even showed signs of an emperor’s power.

The frightening intent burst out. Then his staff began spinning again. He went through each of the Nine Heavenly Attacks. Each one required extreme cooperation of his spiritual intent to display the true power of Nine Heavenly Attacks. Ye Futian used to only be able to perform the first three. But after the fight in Donghai City, the mysterious emperor’s intent passed a special technique to him, changing his body. With the cooperation of the Imperial Tactics, the Nine Heavenly Attacks could shine even brighter.

Everyone witnessed as his grandeur intensified. The power of the three earlier hits was amplified on his body. A gust of animosity burst forth and Wang Yu’s expression changed.

Boom! Brilliant fiery wings flapped. Wang Yu moved up, charging at Ye Futian. He had felt danger. However, the moment he charged, Ye Futian looked over. His wings flapped and there was a burst of sound. Ye Futian rushed toward Wang Yu in a shockingly imposing manner. The fourth strike of Nine Heavenly Attacks swept through, creating a flurry of afterimages in the air and flattening everything.

The Flamebird charging at Ye Futian was all shattered. Wang Yu’s expression turned more uncomfortable but his eyes shone with terrifying sharpness. He continued charging at Ye Futian. The various afterimages of the staff transformed into one. It became a staff that struck down.

Wang Yu felt the unstoppable strength come down on him and his face paled. Then the spectators heard a pained cry. The golden staff had broken through everything and crashed against Wang Yu, smashing him to the ground.

However, it was not over. Ye Futian’s wings flapped and he followed. The golden staff continued striking, each one beating Wang Yu’s body. He cried out continuously as he was forced down from the sky.

After suffering countless hits, Wang Yu crashed onto the Fenghua Platform with a loud boom. Blood spurted from his mouth and his face had lost all color. There wasn’t an ounce of strength in his body.

Everyone was dazed. They looked from Wang Yu’s fallen body to Ye Futian, still standing in the air above him.

This… They could sense that Wang Yu would be unable to participate in the later fights. Ye Futian couldn’t truly disable him but, at the very least, he was unqualified for the Fenghua Rank now.

“Does it feel good to take revenge for others?” Ye Futian asked coldly. Wang Yu had bullied Fox because of Lin Yueyao. Since this was the case, Ye Futian would follow his lead.

Everyone was speechless. Wang Yu had used his Dharma Plane to bully Hua Jieyu for Lin Yueyao. They couldn’t say anything against Ye Futian, who challenged him for his girlfriend Hua Jieyu. Plus, Ye Futian had used his Seven-star Glory Plane abilities to challenge a Dharma Plane and make him lose completely.

In the air, Lin Yueyao looked down at Ye Futian, feeling unsettled. Ye Futian had already defeated the two strong cultivators of the Dharma Plane. He was practically unmatched and unbeatable, even overshadowing Yu Sheng’s earlier performance.

Everyone could practically see his name in the top three of the Fenghua Rank. They looked toward the emperor and saw that he was smiling. The emperor’s eyes were calm and no one knew what he was thinking, but he must appreciate this kind of talent.

“Take him away.” The strong cultivators of the Wang family looked uncomfortable. One waved his hand and people walked onto the Fenghua Platform to help Wang Yu down. They’d thought that he would shine brightly today but unexpectedly, he’d disgraced them. There was nothing wrong with pursuing girls or being furious about love. However, it was embarrassing to lose to the boyfriend of the one he bullied.

Many looked to Ye Futian. He didn’t seem ready to back down. At this time, he raised his head slowly and looked toward the Cangye College students. His gaze fell upon Yu Jiang.

Smiling brightly, Ye Futian said, “Your turn.”

As soon as he spoke, Yu Jiang’s gaze hardened but it was not only him. All the strong cultivators in the air focused their gazes there. Was he going to challenge all the strong ones in the Dharma Plane?