The Legend of Futian - Chapter 139

Chapter 139: The Birth of Wings

At the end of the Tingfeng Banquet’s second day, Emperor Luo did not extend an invitation to Emperor Ye as he did the day before. Right now, whether it was Emperor Luo or Luo Junlin, they were immersed in this triumphant moment.

Immediately after the banquet ended for the day, Minister Hua and others rushed over to congratulate the Crown Prince. The nobles of the Nandou Nation chimed in agreement with the flattering remarks thrown at Luo Junlin. They all understood, after Crown Prince Luo Junlin entered the Royal Xuan Temple, there was a chance that he would not inherit the throne to the Nandou Nation. He was going to be in an even more fearsome position. If Luo Junlin managed to become a big shot in the Royal Xuan Temple, then forget about the Nandou Nation, he would be able to do whatever he pleased in the Hundred Lands. He could even build a stronger country of his own.

In the Hundred Lands, some of the most powerful nations were started in this way, all because of the appearances of more than one Noble Plane cultivator. Naturally, the people of the Cangye Kingdom did not join the crowd. They had already figured out that this was the true reason behind Emperor Luo’s invitation. This was the moment he had been waiting for. This put Ye Danchen in such a bad mood that he wanted to return to the Cangye Kingdom. However, Emperor Ye was against it. Since they were already here, they must wait until the Tingfeng Banquet ended, or else people might think that he—an emperor—was jealous of Luo Junlin.

After returning to the palace, Ye Futian noticed that Yu Sheng kept his head lowered. He could not help but ask, “What’s wrong?”

“I’m in a bad mood,” Yu Sheng lifted his head to reply.

“Because Luo Junlin entered the Royal Xuan Palace?” chuckled Ye Futian.

“It’s not just that. That father and son duo purposely invited the people of three neighboring nations to this event, but it was all so they could gloat. Do they really think that Luo Junlin is all that?” Yu Sheng seemed really pissed off.

“He’s able to enter the Royal Xuan Temple, so he must be gifted.” Ye Futian smiled.

“Who cares about the Royal Xuan Temple? They better not interfere when we kill Luo Junlin in the future. If they do, then we’ll just have to get rid of them too,” Yu Sheng said in a fit of rage. Sweat dripped down Ye Futian’s face.

This rascal is only in the Glory Plane and he’s talking about annihilating the top power of the Eastern Barren Territory? Ye Futian thought. When Yu Sheng was angry, he was indeed illogical…

“Stop thinking about it. Do you want to go cultivate? Let’s not attend tomorrow’s Tingfeng Banquet,” Ye Futian said to Yu Sheng.

“Not go?” asked Yu Sheng.

“Yeah. Don’t you think it’s really boring?” Ye Futian smiled at Yu Sheng. “We can just go on the last day,” he continued.

Yu Sheng’s eyes brightened at Ye Futian’s words. He seemed to have understood something. He smiled. His mood had been greatly improved. Ye Futian stared at him for a while and then turned to go cultivate.

The night passed and the next morning, Ye Lingxi came to get them. Ye Futian told her they did not plan to attend today’s event. When word got back to Emperor Ye, he ordered some people to stay at the palace to protect Ye Futian and then led the others to the banquet.

News that the Nandou Nation’s Crown Prince was admitted into the Royal Xuan Temple as a disciple and was going to become the Nandou Nation’s second Noble Plane cultivator spread during the night. Thus, there was an obvious increase in the amount of people at today’s banquet. There was such an impressive crowd of people. Obviously, Emperor Luo was in a merry mood. The Tingfeng Banquet continued and he noticed that Ye Futian was not present. The people of the Yunchu Nation and the Yan Kingdom had also taken notice.

“Not only did the first-place winner of the Fenghua Rank avoid battle before, he’s even going into hiding now?” Chu Kuangren let out a mocking statement when he noticed Ye Futian was absent.

“You’re wrong.” Out of nowhere, Ye Wuchen said, “He probably just thought it was boring. The banquet is boring and so are the people. If I had known, I wouldn’t have come today either.”

“Definitely a good reason. You and Ye Futian are very alike,” said Chu Kuangren.

“Perhaps he was deeply affected by what happened yesterday,” laughed someone from the Yan Kingdom. Although this was the Tingfeng Banquet but the one who stole the show yesterday was definitely Luo Junlin. Many people were stirred and when they returned home, many of them went to seek information on the Eastern Barren Territory and the Ancient Barren World.

“Your Majesty, I’m not coming tomorrow either,” Ye Wuchen said to Emperor Ye.

“Alright,” nodded Emperor Ye.

“What are you trying to run away from?” Chu Kuangren smiled at Ye Wuchen.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be present on the last day of the Tingfeng Banquet,” replied Ye Wuchen. Chu Kuangren looked at him, still smiling, and said, “Good. I’m looking forward to it.”

…

Just as Ye Wuchen said, he did not show up for the fourth day of the Tingfeng Banquet.

Neither did Ye Futian and Yu Sheng. Not just on the fourth day, but as the Tingfeng Banquet continued, geniuses kept appearing. The atmosphere was lifted to another level. However, Ye Futian and Yu Sheng were still nowhere to be seen among the group seated by Emperor Ye. Even the people from Donghai Academy and the Nandou Clan noticed. They thought that Ye Futian was probably triggered by the fact that the Crown Prince attracted the attention of such a powerful group. Although Ye Futian possessed terrifying gifts that did not lose to that of Luo Junlin’s, cultivation was not only based on gifts. It was also about fate. It seemed that Ye Futian simply was not destined to be compared with the Crown Prince. After Luo Junlin entered the Royal Xuan Temple, he was most definitely not going to allow Ye Futian a chance to mature.

These past days, Ye Futian and Yu Sheng stayed in the palace and cultivated. Yu Sheng, who was still in a sour mood, was especially focused. Every time Ye Futian went looking for him, he was focused on cultivating, and so, Ye Futian decided not to disturb him.

Within the palace, Ye Futian practiced his punches in the courtyard where he stayed. The will of the emperor flowed within him, causing his every punch to contain a mysterious aura. As he cultivated, this feeling became more and more obvious. He was able to control it more fluently in his attacks.

“AHH!” A deep roar broke Ye Futian’s concentration. It was Yu Sheng’s voice. Ye Futian felt his heart tense, and he ran towards the noise. Very quickly, he arrived at the location where Yu Sheng was cultivating. Seeing Yu Sheng’s current state, Ye Futian’s heart clenched tightly. Every time he saw Yu Sheng cultivating in this way, his heart hurt with a needle-stabbing pain.

Presently, Yu Sheng was surrounded by a frightening force. A fearsome dim golden light enveloped his being. It was like a giant explosion, burying his whole body in the light. The image of what seemed like a devil overlapped on Yu Sheng’s body. The golden apparition morphed into a terrifying vortex and began to absorb all the Spiritual Qi in the surrounding area causing aggressive barbs appeared all over Yu Sheng. After that, Ye Futian witnessed as something began to raise from Yu Sheng’s back. The bump continued growing outward.

It was because of this that Yu Sheng could not contain his screams of pain. He had his eyes shut tight and was also biting down hard on his lip to try to keep in his screams. Yu Sheng bit down so hard, his lips were now bleeding. It was truly a shocking sight

Ye Futian had his fists clenched tightly, so tightly his knuckles cracked in the process. Why did Godfather make Yu Sheng cultivate in this cruel method? The apparition of the devil kept fading in and out, the bump on his back was also still growing.

“AHH!” There was another pitiful scream. He seemed to be in the most extreme pain.

BOOM! A loud noise and a large gust of wind. Something seemed to have been broken. The protrusion on Yu Sheng’s back finally broke, and out came a pair of fearsome wings. The light golden wings glistened. Every feather seemed to have contained inverted thorns. The wings were very large, matching well with Yu Sheng’s large body.

If Ye Futian’s Golden Roc wings were said to be the wings of God, then Yu Sheng’s wings should be the wings of the Devil. They were a terrifying sight.

“Did the realization of Dharma grow from the method you were cultivating?” Ye Futian was shocked. With the birth of these wings, flying would no longer be Yu Sheng’s weakness. Spiritual Qi from all around surged into Yu Sheng’s body. In this moment, Ye Futian noticed that it was not only Metal Spiritual Qi, but Wind Spiritual Qi as well. With the birth of the wings, Yu Sheng had also acquired wind elemental gifts.

Just then, Yu Sheng opened his eyes. A ray of golden light shot out from his pupils, giving off a violent aura. However, it immediately disappeared when he saw Ye Futian. The wild force that coursed through his body also started to calm down.

Yu Sheng smiled brightly, like a child, at Ye Futian. There was not a single hint of the violent aura from before.

“Does it hurt?” Ye Futian asked softly.

“It’s no big deal. I can still handle it. I’m also in the Eight-Starred Glory Plane now,” Yu Sheng said, scratching his head.

“You idiot. No more cultivating for you today. Get some rest.” Ye Futian stared at Yu Sheng, not allowing him to reject his words.

“Alright,” nodded Yu Sheng. He had leveled up and was in a better mood now.

Ye Futian did not say much more and turned to leave. Yu Sheng said it didn’t hurt but Ye Futian’s heart still hurt. He knew as long as Yu Sheng continued to cultivate, he was going to have to keep enduring this pain. Behind extreme power, was not just extraordinary gifts. There was also pain intolerable to ordinary people.

…

The days passed one by one, and soon, it was close to the end of the Tingfeng Banquet. The final competition between the strongest contenders began. The imperial city of the Nandou Nation was boiling with excitement. The best of the best had finally appeared on the platform in front of the audience. They were ready to show their talents and fight to the end.

Ye Futian and Yu Sheng still had no clue about what was happening at the banquet.

Some time in the evening, Emperor Luo led the group from the Cangye Kingdom back to the palace. Ye Lingxi arrived at the courtyard where Ye Futian stayed.

“Ye Futian!” shouted a smiling Ye Lingxi.

“Princess.” Ye Futian looked in her direction.

“Don’t call me princess; Lingxi is fine,” she chuckled. “I came to let you know that tomorrow is the last day of the Tingfeng Banquet.”

“It’s finally ending?” laughed Ye Futian. It had been a while since the Tingfeng Banquet began.

“Father said we might head straight back to the Cangye Kingdom tomorrow. Since there’s nothing to do tonight, do you want to go for a stroll? The night view of the Nandou Nation’s imperial city is quite nice. We won’t get a chance to enjoy it after tonight,” said Ye Lingxi.

“Okay,” nodded Ye Futian. He had been cultivating in the palace for the past few days. He was bored to death. It would be perfect to take a stroll in the imperial city. The same went for Yu Sheng. Tomorrow was going to be the final battle of the Tingfeng Banquet. The Nandou Nation’s imperial city must be very lively right now!

Chapter 140: The Decisive Battle

Ye Lingxi, Ye Futian, and Yu Sheng walked out of the courtyard. Ye Danchen was waiting outside for them.

“We also invited Wuchen,” Ye Danchen said. “That guy has been cultivating in the palace these days. Give him a second.”

“All right.” Ye Futian nodded.

At this time, two beautiful figures walked by. They were Lin Yueyao and Hua Zhixin. Seeing them out there, Lin Yueyao smiled and asked, “What are you doing here?”

“We want to have a walk in the imperial palace before leaving,” Ye Lingxi replied with a smile. “Would you like to go?”

Lin Yueyao glanced at Ye Futian and Yu Sheng. It had been a long time since she last saw them. She nodded and said, “Sure.” The two beauties walked to them. Lin Yueyao smiled at Ye Futian, “Finally coming out?”

“Yes.” Ye Futian smiled too.

“The Tingfeng Banquet will end tomorrow. The people from Yunchu Nation and Yan Kingdom have said many ugly things these days. Are you going tomorrow?” Lin Yueyao asked out of curiosity.

“Is that so?” Ye Futian shrugged and smiled. “I didn’t expect that I have so many fans. I guess I should go meet them tomorrow.”

“Overconfident, aren’t you?” Lin Yueyao rolled her eyes. This guy is really shameless.

After a while, Ye Wuchen came and they left the palace. Jing Yu followed behind, protecting them secretly.

As what Ye Futian and Ye Lingxi had thought before, the Imperial City of Nandou Nation was very busy this day. The whole city was brightly lit. People thronged restaurants, inns, and streets, talking about talents at the banquet.

The most beautiful place of the Imperial City was definitely the Qixing Lake. There were many boats nearby. They rented one and floated on the lake. Sitting at the prow, Ye Futian’s group felt the breeze blowing their faces comfortably. Ye Futian was reminded of his sweet days with Hua Jieyu. They had held hands at the bank of the Qingzhou River and it still felt sweet when he thought of the moment. What a pity that she didn’t come.

“What are you smiling about?” Lin Yueyao looked at Ye Futian and asked.

Ye Futian looked at Lin Yueyao in astonishment and replied, “Why are you so concerned about me? Don’t think too much. You don’t have a chance.”

Ye Danchen choked on his wine when he heard Ye Futian’s words. No chance? How can he refuse the first beauty of Cangye Kingdom in such a way?

“Shameless guy.” Lin Yueyao glared at Ye Futian with some resentment. She had never been rejected like this. She was so popular in Cangye Kingdom. Only Ye Futian was this indifferent to her.

“Tomorrow comes the final round. Who do you think will eventually dominate the nine platforms?” There was a boat nearby and the people on it were discussing.

“Xi Lou, Second level Dharma Plane; Su Mu, First level Dharma Plane; and Yun Tianhao who had upgraded to the Eight-star Glory Plane in the battle are all extremely strong cultivators while the rest on the platform are also top talents,” someone commented.

Ye Futian’s group heard the comments too. They had never heard of Xi Lou and Su Mu but it was not surprising to know Yun Tianhao became a shining star. Since his life spirit could summon Spiritual Qi of any attribute to form matrices, Yun Tianhao was undoubtedly very powerful. He had few counterparts in the same plane. It was unexpected but interesting that he leveled up during battle. Yun Tianhao’s proceeding in cultivation was no slower than Ye Futian’s.

It was rare for Heiyan City to have someone like Yun Tianhao although he still wasn’t strong enough to be Ye Futian’s match.

“Indeed, the Tingfeng Banquet is held every ten years while there are so many talented people. Even among those who have been eliminated, there are bunches of strong cultivators. Those losers just happened to encounter a stronger one. What a pity!”

“I agree with you. But compared with the crown prince, those strong cultivators were all eclipsed.”

The boat moved on and the sound faded. Ye Futian’s group were continued enjoying the scenery while drinking.

Ye Wuchen looked up to Ye Futian and said, “If we attend the Tingfeng Banquet tomorrow, there must be many sarcastic comments about us. Moreover, according to Yan Kingdom and Yunchu Nation, they might attend the final too.”

“You want to see those talents’ strength?” Ye Futian asked Ye Wuchen.

“Some are just too noisy,” Ye Wuchen murmured.

“Then make them shut up.” Ye Futian smirked. Hearing their conversation, Lin Yueyao and Hua Zhixin just thought that the two were really good at pretending to be cool.

The boat kept moving forward on the Qixing Lake. People in the boats were all talking about the strong cultivators on the banquet with great interest. There were more boats near the eyot. People were all attracted by one of the islands where a banquet was being held.

Ye Futian’s group looked up and found that was exactly where the crown prince had treated them. At this time, Luo Junlin was there again to treat the talents of the Tingfeng Banquet.

“Aren’t they from the Cangye Kingdom?” Someone noticed Ye Futian’s group.

“Indeed. Apparently, that girl is the top beauty of the Cangye Kingdom. She really is charming,” someone looked at Lin Yueyao and said. Three beauties were very noticeable, especially beauties like Lin Yueyao, Hua Zhixin, and Ye Linxi.

“That man is called Ye Futian who comes from the Donghai City of Nandou Nation. After violating His Majesty’s will, he went to the Cangye Kingdom and is valued by Emperor Ye. He accompanied the emperor to the Tingfeng Banquet. It’s said that he has twin spirits with great talent.”

“He’s Ye Futian? With such a handsome face, he must be popular with the girls,” someone said.

“But after the people of the Royal Xuan Temple came and the crown prince shone so radiantly, Ye Futian didn’t appear again.”

Many people on the lake noticed Ye Futian and his friends. They continuously made comments so that even people at the eyot looked over and saw Ye Futian. People, including Crown Prince Luo Junlin, all looked to Ye Futian’s boat in the lake.

“Ye Futian.” Among the people on the island, Yun Tianhao stood up and walked to the edge of the island, looking toward the boat on the water. His sharp eyes fell on Ye Futian.

Ye Futian was drinking with head lowered. Seemly not hearing Yun Tianhao, he didn’t respond.

“Will you come tomorrow?” Yun Tianhao didn’t mind Ye Futian’s indifference. Though they had only met a few times, he knew what kind of person Ye Futian was.

Ye Futian still didn’t answer his question. Yu Sheng stood up, looked to Yun Tianaho coldly, and then walked closer to Crown Prince Luo Junlin.

At this time, Luo Junlin was drinking too. Beside him sat a sexy beauty. Possibly due to the wine, her face was charming and enchanting. She was the daughter of a rich family in the Imperial City. Both her looks and talent was very outstanding. The reason why she would drink with the crown prince at the expense of losing her dignity was that she wished that Luo Junlin could take her with him to the Royal Xuan Temple.

The sexy woman looked to the boat and saw Yu Sheng. She chuckled and said, “This man is so muscular he’s ugly.”

Many people laughed with her. Cultivators always had good ears and the woman didn’t lower her voice, so people on the boat also heard her words.

Ye Futian looked up to the eyot and saw the crown prince as well as the woman beside him. He smiled and said, “Your Highness must be in a pretty good mood with a prostitute accompanying you.”

The seductive woman’s expression changed, instantly feeling embarrassed but Crown Prince Luo Junlin looked quite calm. These things didn’t disturb him anymore.

Some people landed on the eyot. One looked to the boat and a strong temperament spread toward the boat following his eyes.

“It’s Xi Lou,” someone exclaimed. Xi Lou’s talent had been proved at the Tingfeng Banquet. No one at the Second level Dharma Plane could defeat him.

Ye Wuchen looked up with eyes sharp as swords. He stood up and walked to the bow. His horrible sword intent turned into a storm to confront Xi Lou’s aura.

“Is a fight starting?” People around them grew excited. Who was the winner between the genius of the Cangye Kingdom’s Fenghua Banquet and the peerless talent of the Tingfeng Banquet?

“Let’s go back,” Ye Futian said. The boat instantly started going against the current. The two auras were dispersed. Giant waves were lifted between the eyot and the boat projected.

Seeing that the Cangye Kingdom’s boat return, the other side thought they were too scared to fight with the Nandou Nation’s peerless talent since the crown prince was still on the island.

This night was doomed to be a sleepless night.

…

It was the day of the decisive battle. Countless people gathered here in the Imperial City for the Tingfeng Banquet. Some people even came at midnight to keep a seat so that they could see the banquet clear in the daytime. Those finalists all came in advance, gathering around the platforms and being admired.

People of Yunchu Nation and Yan Kingdom arrived too. So far, they had to admit that after rounds and rounds of battles, those left were great talents, many of which weren’t any weaker than them.

Emperor Luo arrived as well. Seeing such a grand occasion, he smiled. He was quite satisfied with this year’s Tingfeng Banquet. Moreover, his son, Luo Junlin was thought highly by the Royal Xuan Temple. Of course he was in a very delighted mood.

Even on the last day, some came to congratulate him. This was his second time to feel so happy since he became the emperor. Last time, he saw his own bright future when he ascended to the throne. This time, he saw the future of his son, Luo Junlin, as well as the whole Nandou Nation.

Emperor Ye walked out of the crowd with Ye Futian, Yu Sheng, and Ye Wuchen. The Cangye Kingdom’s people all appeared today.

Looking at the frenetic people, Ye Futian smiled slightly. The most prominent cultivators would be born today at the decennial Tingfeng Banquet. If Ye Futian and Yu Sheng weren’t here, of course!