The Legend of Futian - Chapter 536

Chapter 536: Opening the Third Ruins

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

 

Light of swords shot from Yan Jiu’s eyes, which were painful to anyone witnessing it. He was the heir to the Sword Saint Villa, and his ancestor had been the legendary sword saint. Yet now, there was someone threatening him to hand things over, whether he liked it or not.

Voom, voom… Sword will burst forth and nine sword-like beams manifested behind Yan Jiu like nine swords being unsheathed. All nine swords also bore different wills in them, as if vastly different powers resided within all nine swords.

Nine beams of light shot upwards behind Yan Jiu, and nine gleaming silhouettes of a sword appeared high in the air. Ye Futian lifted his head and was able to sense the power within his opponent’s swords. All top notch figures possessed extraordinary talents and abilities. Yan Jiu was an heir to the Sword Saint Villa and his ancestor had been a sword saint as well. It was simply a given that he was no weakling himself.

Everyone around stared at the scene flabbergasted. The famed Nine Swords of the Celestials, incredibly powerful techniques which were rumored to be Yan Jiu’s namesake. It was as if the Sword Saint Villa had hoped Yan Jiu would be able to master the Nine Swords of the Celestials techniques, and usher yet another glorious era of the sword saint.

“Gather round,” Yan Jiu uttered coldly. The vast number of mighty ones around him struggled in their minds. Should I fight, or should I leave?

“Anyone who stays and fight, I will take it as a move against me. You are all to show them no mercy,” Ye Futian added coldly.

“Indeed.” Hundreds of mighty ones behind him drew their swords as soon as he was done talking. Sword wills seemed to have encased the entire area in an instant, truly a powerful scene like no other. The movements of everyone on Ye Futian’s side showed unparalleled unity, and it also showed that Ye Futian had been far more charismatic with his followers than Yan Jiu had been with his.

Yan Jiu’s expressions were razor-sharp and his sword aura gleamed. One of the beams of swords boomed in brilliance, and the sword took flight menacingly. A terrifying sword will seemed to flow between heaven and earth into that very sword.

A fearsome cyclone conjured by the sword whipped up. A golden giant sword was seen in the air. Its patterns gleamed brilliantly as if to overpower the space which it occupied.

“Kill him.” Yan Jiu pointed at Ye Futian, and it seemed that thousands of sword wills flowed within an instant, gushing at Ye Futian. Everyone present was able to feel the crazed torrent of sword aura conjured, and the brilliantly gleaming golden giant sword came to bear. The heavens howled in metallic noises as if signifying the sword that was to kill everything in its path.

Boom. The earth shook violently as Yuan Zhan leaped into the air. Its golden body shone just as brilliantly as the crazed sword. He threw out his hand and conjured giant golden palm before him in an instant. Terrifying light flowed around the palm like it would suppress everything in its path.

All apes learned the 81 Strikes of Heaven-traversing Staff Techniques, but that was not to say that the apes knew nothing else but said staff techniques. The great golden apes were known for their magnificent offensive and defensive capacities too. However, when the giant golden sword lashed out, it tore the giant palm right in the middle, which caused it to crumble bit by bit. But then again, the giant sword seemed to have lost its powers right after. It was quickly shattered as Yuan Zhan slapped it with his own hand.

“Stainless.” Overwhelming sword aura whipped past in the air. Yan Jiu did not show any intention of backing down by the attack met. Yet another sword shot out from the nine. Shadows of swords seemed to have zipped through the air like bolts of lightning and went for Ye Futian and everyone else instead of just Yuan Zhan alone.

The sword was called ‘Stainless’, meaning that it moved so fast that it left no stain of any kind behind.

They were many who were shaken to their core below. Yan Jiu was a descendant of the sword saint. Every sword within his Nine Swords of the Celestials seemed to be infused with notably different will and powers, yet all were just as fearsome.

Yuan Zhan’s massive body shook and a layer of golden sheen burst forth to cover his body. Stainless stabbed right into the layer, yet was unable to penetrate its defenses. Ye Futian stood far away with the Polearm of Divine Destruction in his hand. His body was soon covered with fearsome Starry Brilliance, turning into an Immortal Celestial Body himself, and let himself be assailed by the sword aura.

Boom. Yuan Zhan took a step forward, shattering all the sword aura around him. His huge body seemed to have turned into a streak of golden lightning, making its way to Yan Jiu maniacally.

Ye Futian shrugged his shoulders at the scene. With Yuan Zhan’s help in the battle, the outcome was obvious.

Yi Xiaoshi had also become a top class combatant by now, and it went without saying that Ye Futian, who now possessed the Polearm of Divine Destruction, was such a being as well.

Voom, voom… Several beams of light shot past and Ye Futian sensed one congealed sword aura to another zipped in the air. It seemed that the other mighty ones from the Sword Saint Villa had come for his head.

The Sword Saint Villa revered Yan Jiu. However, other than Yan Jiu himself, all the others were uncommon breeds of fighters themselves possessing extraordinary talents. The sword attacks crossed with each other, forming countless X-shaped attacks cutting through the air as if they were a net made of blades. It seemed as if no matter where Ye Futian went, he was destined to be torn apart by the net of swords.

Ye Futian extended his hand and meteors materialized before him, blocking the flashes of the swords coming for him. The celestial rocks were shattered, and the gleaming, crossing sword auras kept in their immense speed as they came for Ye Futian.

“A sword matrix then?” Ye Futian took a step forward and lifted his Polearm of Divine Destruction. A terrifying aura congealed around him, making the heavens and the earth howl. The polearm took the form of a hundred meter-long staff and was brought down hard at his front. The net of swords split down the middle in an instant. They gathered their sword aura again and whooshes from the swords were heard when they saw the extremely long staff swept at them in an overpowering manner as if it was out to block out the sky.

They retreated quickly intending to evade, yet felt tremendous pressures weighed down on them, making it almost impossible to move, and it felt like they were soon to be crushed.

Boom, boom, boom… Every figure that stood in the way of the giant staff was swept away violently, spewing blood as the hits landed. The others on the other side looked troubled as they swung their swords about. However, what followed were slithering sounds instead. Imperial Vines blocked out the sky as they slithered to entangle the would-be assailants’ bodies. They attempted to escape, yet the leaves of the vines quickly extended to seal the entire space they were in, before entangling them tight. The assailants activated immensely sharp sword wills, yet none of the vines were able to be cut.

“Just stay put already,” Yi Xiaoshi said lazily. The vines were thrown below shortly after. One silhouette after another dropped hard on the floor, and blood was seen soon enough.

The battle had only gone on for a short time, yet many swordsmen from the Sword Saint Villa had already been removed from the game.

The followers of Yan Jiu below dared not try anything funny anymore. With Yuan Zhan being more than enough to take on Yan Jiu, Ye Futian and Yi Xiaoshi reigned supreme as they stood in the air. Anyone who dared tried anything was seen to be like someone having a death wish instead. Furthermore, all of the hundreds of swordsmen behind Ye Futian all drew their swords. As long as they moved, those hundreds would have moved as well. It would be the end of them as soon as they did so.

Yan Jiu, who was tangling with Yuan Zhan, saw that the fight was not in his favor, and wanted to leave riding on his sword. However, Yuan Zhan would not have let him off easily. One strike with the staff had the air before it trembled, and Yan Jiu had no choice but to turn around and resist the attack. All nine swords were launched, and the shadow of the staff was shattered.

At the same time, Ye Futian’s Lightning Steps completely blocked off Yan Jiu’s escape as well, and Yi Xiaoshi had also jumped to stand guard in another corner. The three mighty ones blocked Yan Jiu’s way in the air off completely.

Zoom. Yan Jiu took for higher altitudes at breakneck speeds, which was an apparent sign that he refused to be caged.

Yuan Zhan roared and took a step forward. His golden staff whipped in the air. The shadows conjured blocked the sky, as well as Yan Jiu’s way high above.

A streak of curved trajectory was seen by Yan Jiu’s body, which surprisingly went for Ye Futian. The sword flash was apparently the real deal, and what happened earlier was simply a feint. It was a setup.

Yan Jiu’s Life Spirit shone brilliantly, combining with the nine swords, taking the form of nine different sword wills that were dazzling to behold. The attack went straight for Ye Futian, and countless currents of sword aura in the air, as nine different wills of the sword, flew at Ye Futian as well. The combined attack seemed to one determined to make its own path, killing anyone who dared stand in its way.

Ye Futian’s expressions became a severe one. All nine swords were divine weapons and they emanated stunning lights as they came for him. The heir of the Sword Saint Villa had truly been enraged.

Starry Storms whipped around Ye Futian as he told hold of the Polearm of Divine Destruction. His body danced about like flowing auroras, and one strike with the staff was lashed out in the air. The strike, which shook the air before it, however, was not meant to attack anything; it was charging up instead.

Ye Futian’s movements were fast, yet they looked slow, emanating a unique rhythm. The ones around him were only about to see that he danced about while delivering a flurry of strikes with the staff. The resulting air of ferocity piled, yet the attack had yet to be seen.

Boom. Ye Futian struck with four strikes with the staff in a very short span of time. A terrifying force gathered and the fifth strike was seen lashing out aggressively like a true dragon howling and everything shook in response. The light of the nine swords arrived at the same time, conjuring proud flashes that aimed to kill everything, and clashed hard with the fearsome waves conjured by the Polearm of Divine Destruction. That clash effectively conjured two harrowing currents.

Yan Jiu’s Nine Swords of the Celestials burst with remarkable power. However, the attack was blocked by the strike with the staff.

Attacks from Yuan Zhan and Yi Xiaoshi reached their intended target at the same time. Yan Jiu shouted in anger and all nine swords returned behind his back and then went for higher altitudes. His ice-cold eyes glared at Ye Futian, which congealed into terrifying will of the sword, cold to the point of freezing.

A gust of crazed turbulence burst forth. Yan Jiu’s rushed attacks were incapable of resisting attacks from both Yuan Zhan and Yi Xiaoshi. He was stunned so badly that he ended up throwing up blood. Yi Xiaoshi’s golden vines whipped him about like long whips, sending him flying.

Ye Futian took a step forward, looking at Yan Jiu, who was being swiped in his direction, with cold eyes. He lashed out with his staff without mercy.

Boom… A loud boom followed, as the strike immediately broke the bones on Yan Jiu’s body, and the poor man continued to throw up blood. His body remained levitated as his body, which was supported by sword aura, did not fall. His eyes remained sharp like a sword’s despite seeing Ye Futian coming to him.

“Is it anger or humiliation you are feeling?” Ye Futian spared a glance at Yan Jiu without any hint of sympathy. The top-notch forces had not been kind to Ye Futian; they looked down on him from above, seeing him as nothing but prey. At that moment, however, he became the hunter, while Yan Jiu, the prey.

“The holy badges,” Ye Futian said coldly.

Yan Jiu held out his storage ring and threw it at Ye Futian. Ye Futian intruded the ring with his spiritual energy and saw more than ten thousand holy badges lying within. He turned to look at Yan Jiu, who simply eyed him coldly without saying anything.

He knew what was going on inside Yan Jiu’s head. It was only natural for him to feel dissatisfied and frustrated. It was as Ye Futian had put it earlier: “you will hand it over whether you like it or not.” There was no other choice, and Yan Jiu knew what kind of predicament he was in at the moment.

Nobody below was able to say anything. Yan Jiu’s holy badges had been taken.

“Let’s go,” Ye Futian said and ignored Yan Jiu. He did not bear Yan Jiu much of a grudge, and naturally saw no reason to kill him. If he had killed Yan Jiu, the Sword Saint Villa would have put him on their hit list. However, if Ye Futian had simply taken away the holy badges, it would have been only something between him and Yan Jiu, and the Sword Saint Villa would not possibly interfere with the affairs of the younger generation.

The others turned and left. Many in the Flying Sword City were stunned as their eyes were locked at the silhouettes that went far away. They took a look at Yan Jiu and saw those injured from Sword Saint Villa gathered around him, and they all looked very dejected. They had probably never suffered humiliation to such an extent in their entire lives.

“We will have our revenge when we got out of the Holy Road.” Yan Jiu turned around and left riding his sword. The Holy Road was not the main point of the trip. When the mighty ones from all nine Holy Roads gathered before the Holy Zhi Palace when they got out of the Holy Road, he would have Ye Futian paid the most severe price for what he had been put through.

An hour later. Countless Sword wills flowed crazily somewhere else from the Flying Sword City, gathering in one direction.

An immensely huge sword silhouette was seen there. The silhouette was a transparent one, an illusionary figure made out of swords. Countless streams of sword aura flowed about the illusionary silhouette, bringing about a fearsome will.

A single-arm figure stood quietly in the middle of the illusionary figure, and the countless sword wills flowed in his direction. The figure was none other than Ye Wuchen.

All the other swordsmen who followed Ye Futian were able to sense the flow of sword will within the ruins, and they were envious of Ye Wuchen. They were able to tell that it was the purest of swordsmanship lineages and an utmost treasure to any who trained with the sword. It was only a matter of time that Ye Wuchen metamorphosed into something else.

Ye Futian went taking the ruins from Yan Jiu, an heir of the Sword Saint Villa, just for him. That alone spoke volume of their friendship.

Ye Futian stood before the ruins and he did not go up to feel it all. He was not a swordsman, and so he simply stood to see the ones who do there. He hoped that Wuchen would have been able to make a breakthrough, and it seemed that the day where the Holy Road was to be opened was closed.

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Chapter 537: End of the Holy Road

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

 

News of Ye Futian snatching the holy badge of Yan Jiu from Sword Saint Villa naturally caused some commotion. Yuan Zhan of the Golden Great Ape clan had actually partnered with Ye Futian. This made the other top forces feel danger and start discussing temporary alliances. If Ye Futian and Yuan Zhan dared to invade them together, they would unite and fight back.

Yan Jiu had also gone there to get a share. Flying Sword City was taken now, so he could only put his hopes on the other cities. However, the relic in Flying Sword City was the only swordsman relic on the Holy Road. He was furious at this.

However, Ye Futian didn’t continue stealing. Yuan Zhan, Yi Xiaoshi and the others needed to cultivate. Yuan Zhan was a Golden Great Ape, so he naturally had gold elemental power. Yi Xiaoshi was the same. They’d both returned to the relic in Jinxiao City to cultivate. Ye Futian prepared to cultivate quietly before opening the Holy Road. He hoped to make improvements in cultivation quickly.

Days passed. In the blink of an eye, they’d been on the Holy Road for three months.

That day, Ye Wuchen was inside a relic in the Flying Sword City. Thousands upon thousands of swords spun around him. Endless Sword Will whistled. Ye Wuchen’s eyes were shut tightly as domineering power emanated from him.

Crackle, crackle… Even more terrifying Sword Will flowed over, wrapping around Ye Wuchen and gathering before him. His entire body was silvery-white like a sword. He’d transformed into a true sword body. At this moment, sword light flashed above him. Thousands of Sword Will buried into him, turning his body into a sword. He bore horrible power right now.

He trembled. The sword Qi around him transformed into a frightening storm that swept towards him crazily.

Countless eyes in the relic turned towards Ye Wuchen. Hearts trembling violently, they wondered what he was doing.

“He’s entering the next level,” someone said. Thousands of Sword Will entered him and his body turned translucent like a sword. He was using the relic’s Sword Will to smelt his body into a sword and break into the next plane. Doing this was dangerous because the Sword Will here was so frightening. Not only did he have to comprehend it, he also had to swallow the Sword Will. This was crazy. He could die from the Sword Will’s backlash.

“He’ll break into the next plane sooner or later. Why do this?” someone lamented. Some people were truly crazy for cultivation. Ye Wuchen was evidently one of those people.

Sword Qi completely submerged Ye Wuchen, almost tearing him to pieces. Cracks appeared in the sword body that he hadn’t completely formed yet. He could break apart at any time and turn to dust.

Right now, Ye Wuchen was completely concentrated. His mind was clear and he allowed the Sword Will to enter him without moving. Finally, terrifying sword light burst from him. All Sword Will fell silent in an instant. Then they started flowing orderly. Ye Wuchen opened his eyes. The Sword Will entered his body and gradually dissipated. However, his entire temperament seemed to change. He was like a sword standing there.

“Noble.” Everyone’s eyes flashed. Ye Wuchen had entered the Noble Plane.

Ye Wuchen had been in the ninth tier of the Arcana Plane. After being bathed with the relic’s purest Sword Will, he naturally improved greatly. He wasn’t like Ye Futian either. He only cultivated swordsmanship, so he fit the relic perfectly. This suited him better than the relics that Ye Futian and Yu Sheng found. Thus, he broke through the boundary of plane and entered the Noble Plane.

“Is everyone done cultivating?” Ye Wuchen asked.

“The Holy Road will open soon. Let’s stop here. Shall we regroup with Master Ye in Jinxiao City?” someone asked.

“Okay.” Ye Wuchen nodded. He stepped forward and the light on him dimmed gradually. The relic’s light darkened as well before finally disappearing.

“Let’s go,” Ye Wuchen said. The group flashed and headed towards Jinxiao City.

The journey down the Holy Road had ended. Many of them had entered the next level. Even those who didn’t had comprehended a lot and were close to the next level. Adding the Sage Will to this, they’d all received a lot. They also had holy badges and could go visit the Holy Zhi Palace. Even if they couldn’t join it, it was still a rare chance.

In the Jinxiao City’s relic, Ye Futian, Yu Sheng and the others had stopped cultivating too. Seeing Ye Wuchen return, Ye Futian smiled. “Wuchen, you broke into the next plane?” he asked.

He noticed that Ye Wuchen’s temperament was different.

“Yes.” Ye Wuchen nodded.

“Not bad. Little Eagle has entered the Noble Plane too. Seventh Senior Brother is now a Grade-7 Noble, Zhiqiu is Grade-8, and Yu Sheng and I are at the pinnacle of the Arcana Plane. I think that I can become a Noble at any time,” Ye Futian said, smiling. This journey was quite satisfying. Everyone had great achievements. Not only was he close to entering the Noble Plane, he’d also comprehended many types of Noble Will. Once he became a Noble, he would be much stronger than the regular Nobles.

“Master Ye, thank you for your care on the Holy Road.” Many people thanked Ye Futian. He didn’t know who they were, but some of them had followed him from the start. No one had known how powerful Ye Futian was at that time. They only knew that he was a relic killer.

Later, he began to make a name for himself on the Holy Road. He’d even stolen from Yan Jiu. Ning Huang had died in his and Yu Sheng’s hands too.

Ye Futian was undeniably the most brilliant man on the Dawn Road. Of course, Xiao Junyi was also a frightening figure. However, he was too cold-blooded and killed everyone. Naturally, he wasn’t popular.

“We helped each other. I didn’t take care of anyone,” Ye Futian said, chuckling. “The Holy Road will be open soon. I hope everyone will have good luck.”

“Yes. We’ll reach the Holy Zhi Palace soon. I’m a bit excited. I wonder what this holy land will be like,” someone mumbled.

“It’s rumored that the Holy Zhi Palace is a palace in the sky. It’s grand and majestic, with many floating islands around it. It’s the most miraculous place in the Barren State.”

“I heard that before too. Now, I can finally see it with my own eyes.” Cultivators from all over were excited to see the cultivation paradise of the Barren State.

If they could become a disciple and cultivate in the Holy Zhi Palace, then…

They’d heard that the Holy Zhi Palace’s disciples were mostly in the Sage Plane. However, they didn’t accept many disciples. Many people completed the nine Holy Roads, but only one in a thousand were picked to cultivate in the Holy Zhi Palace.

Ye Futian listened to their murmurs while thinking about something else.

He was curious about the Holy Zhi Palace, but he didn’t care that much. He cared more that he could see Jieyu and Second Senior Sister soon after exiting the Holy Road. It had only been around two years, but it felt like a century.

Right then, everyone felt the ground shake. Then a sound rolled over. “Take your holy badge to the end of the Holy Road.”

“The Holy Road is open.” Everyone’s hearts trembled.

Ye Futian looked in the distance and said, “Everyone, let’s go.”

“Let’s go.”

Many people were excited. They flew in the air, going down the Dawn Road.

Stepping out of the city and passing by the wilderness, they discovered that there was fighting everywhere. It was very bloody.

Ye Futian glanced down. Beside him, Mu Zhiqiu said, “Once the Holy Road is open, only those with holy badges can walk to the other end. If not, you can only backtrack. Thus, the fighting now is always the bloodiest.”

Ye Futian understood. It was not only the wilderness. Fights erupted everywhere on the Dawn Road. Only his vast group was peaceful. It was the first time something like this happened on the Holy Road. Before, there’d never been someone like Ye Futian who would open relics with a group. Even after opening the relics, Ye Futian’s group could still snatch their holy badges. If he wanted to enter the Holy Zhi Palace, the holy badges were his capital.

Before, Ning Huang had just wanted to get as many holy badges as possible.

Walking forward, the group finally arrived at the end of the Dawn Road. There was a curtain of light. A group of strong cultivators guarded there. Seeing Ye Futian’s group, they were all shocked. How could there be so many people?

This was a rare sight.

Many people from the other top forces were there too. On their air warship, Bing Yi and Chu Shang stared deeply at Ye Futian and Yu Sheng. Yu Sheng had left a deep impression on them outside Jinxiao City. He was hard to forget.

Nan Hao, Nan Feng and the others of the Nantian House looked at Ye Futian with strange expressions.

Yan Jiu’s eyes were the coldest. He’d received the least on the Holy Road. Though he’d stolen many more holy badges, he had no luck with the relics. The most infuriating thing was that he’d been robbed just as he’d collected 10,000 holy badges and was about to open the relic.

At that time, a solemn and handsome figure walked over, attracting many eyes. Xiao Junyi was here.

He stood quietly to the side. He looked harmless. It was hard to imagine how he truly was.

Other than these top figures, many prides from the Dawn Road also gathered over.

Of course, Ye Futian’s group was the largest. The others couldn’t rival them even when together. After all, the three months had been survival of the fittest. The weaker ones were eliminated in rounds. Only Ye Futian’s group was the most harmonious.

“Where’s Ning Huang? I didn’t see him,” an elder from the Holy Zhi Palace asked. The Holy Road was closed with no authority. Even those in the Holy Zhi Palace didn’t know what happened inside.

Ning Huang was the descendant of Elder Ning. He thought highly of Ning Huang. They’d met before and knew Ning Huang was talented. Thus, he asked. To them, Ning Huang should be the most brilliant of all on the Dawn Road.

As soon as he spoke, everyone’s eyes turned strange. Many subconsciously looked to Ye Futian and Yu Sheng. This confused the strong cultivator of the Holy Zhi Palace.

Had something happened to Ning Huang?

He knew his talent. This shouldn’t happen on the Dawn Road.

“Senior, Ning Huang was killed,” someone said.

The expression of the strong cultivator hardened. He was even more confused. Ning Huang was killed on the Dawn Road?

“Who?” he asked. Instantly, countless eyes focused in one direction.

“Me.”

“Me.”

Two voices rang out at once: Ye Futian and Yu Sheng.

Ye Futian glanced at Yu Sheng. Yu Sheng had dealt the fatal blow, but Ye Futian had been the one battling Ning Huang earlier. He knew that Yu Sheng wanted to take responsibility for this outside Jinxiao City.

“Many people saw that I killed him,” Yu Sheng said indifferently.

The strong cultivators of the Holy Zhi Palace were shocked. The Holy Road had a high death rate. This was their rule too. Once in the Holy Road, anything could happen. It was the same for Ning Huang. Naturally, they couldn’t blame someone just because Ning Huang had died. This would make the Holy Zhi Palace seem unfair.

However, it would be hard to tell Elder Ning that Ning Huang was killed. They knew that Elder Ning thought highly of Ning Huang and wanted him to take his place. It was unimagined how he’d react to this news.

“Everyone’s here. Let’s go.” The man looked away without saying anything!

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Chapter 538: Nothing Good

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

 

The Holy Road’s exit was similar to the connection between the Ancient Barren World and the Eastern Barren Territory. When Ye Futian walked out of the Dawn Road, they were on a mountain. Many people looked over. They seemed to know that they were coming and waited there. They seemed to be filled with curiosity.

These people all had different cultivations. A group of strong cultivators guarded on the side and said, “The Holy Road will be open for three days. During these three days, you cannot leave this island city. Remember, no fighting is allowed. If you have disagreements, find the island leader to resolve it. Those who break the rules will be killed. Three days later, you will know what to do.”

“Yes.” Everyone nodded. These three days were probably for buffering. If those on the Holy Road had a chance to get a holy badge, they would come out in three days. However, Ye Futian guessed that three days weren’t needed. If one couldn’t get the holy badge on the first day, they probably would never get it. Those that got it would come straight out.

Furthermore, this seemed to be an island city. Fighting wasn’t allowed and those who broke the rules would be killed. The rules were extremely strict.

Now, they were in the world of the Holy Zhi Palace. Naturally, they had to follow the Holy Zhi Palace’s rules.

“You can go now,” the strong cultivator said.

Ye Futian turned towards the mass walking behind him. He put his hands together. “We are now in the Holy Zhi Palace’s world and it’s safe. We should bid farewell now.”

“Master Ye, take care.” Many people bowed to Ye Futian gratefully. They were safe now. Fighting wasn’t allowed in the island city.

“Yes.” Ye Futian nodded and then his body flickered away. People were watching from afar, but they didn’t know the people walking out. The people of the island city were subsidiaries of the Holy Zhi Palace. They were under the Holy Zhi Palace’s authority.

“Mu Zhiqiu, where are we?” Ye Futian’s body shone. He discovered this was a true city. There were restaurants and inns. It was flourishing.

Other than Mu Zhiqiu’s group, there were also people from the Starry School and Mount Jiuxian beside him.

“Don’t you know about the Thousand Holy Islands?” Beside him, an air warship appeared. Bing Yi, Chu Shang and those from the Mortal World were on the airship. The speaker was Bing Yi. Her beautiful features had a cold aura. She gazed at Ye Futian with curiosity in her pretty eyes.

She really wanted to know how Ning Huang had died.

Had Yu Sheng really killed him in his demonic state? And why did Yuan Zhan join them?

Yuan Zhan was still there in Ye Futian’s group. They seemed to be traveling together. He wouldn’t do this if it was just simple cooperation on the Dawn Road, right?

“I’m ignorant. How can I be compared to the goddess of the Mortal World?” Ye Futian smiled faintly at Bing Yi.

Bing Yi furrowed her brows. Ye Futian seemed not to take her seriously. His eyes wandered across her body as if judging her. This gaze made her upset. It was practically blasphemy.

The top figures of the Barren State wouldn’t have such impolite gazes and regular people wouldn’t even dare to look at her. Ye Futian was an anomaly.

Bing Yi huffed coldly. She looked away and her clothing fluttered. “If you don’t know, then you can look in the sky,” she said coolly. “You’ll see what kind of place it is.”

With that, the air warship moved past them, hurrying high into the sky. Ye Futian glanced at Mu Zhiqiu and Yuan Zhan. They nodded. “It’s my first time here too,” Yuan Zhan said. “Let’s take a look.”

“Okay,” Ye Futian answered. The group roared upward, getting higher and higher.

As their bodies rose up, the city and buildings below them grew smaller in their vision, becoming a bunch of speckles. As they continued rising, Ye Futian’s heart quivered. When he was high enough, the scene before him shocked him slightly.

The city below was actually built atop a mountain. It was thickly dotted. The mountain was tall and rose into the clouds, making the city seem to be floating in the sky.

What truly impressed Ye Futian was that, when standing in the sky, he didn’t only see the floating city below. He saw the boundless sea and countless mountains of varying heights standing in the sea. Every mountain had a city atop it. Looking over, they were like thousands of islands. The scene was impressive and magnificent.

This was a huge sea area. All the mountains rose up from the sea. However, the seawater was strange too. Instead of angry waves, it was calm. In fact, the blue sea reflected the blue sky, white clouds, and the various mountains.

“The Thousand Holy Islands.” Ye Futian’s heart trembled. The air warship wasn’t too far away.

Bing Yi glanced at Ye Futian and said coolly, “This is the Holy River. The Thousand Holy Islands on the river all belong to the Holy Zhi Palace. All the island leaders come from the Holy Zhi Palace. At first, they were the family of the Holy Zhi Palace disciples. As the generations passed, more and more family members lived here, forming the Thousand Holy Islands of the present day. All disciples who complete their cultivation and wish to remain here will receive an island and become the leader. That island would belong to him.”

Ye Futian nodded slightly. After countless years, the Holy Zhi Palace was no longer just a simple palace. Everything on this Holy River belonged to the Holy Zhi Palace. There were innumerable strong cultivators.

He scanned the Thousand Holy Islands. His gaze landed on the floating mountain range in the center. It was extremely magnificent and a majestic palace stood atop the peak.

“That’s where we’re going three days later—the Holy Zhi Palace. Are you ready?” Bing Yi asked. Then she steered her air warship away. During these three days, they had to prepare for what was next. Now, all the prides of the nine Holy Roads had come out and were in different islands.

Ye Futian stood in the sky for a long while before descending. “Let’s go,” he said.

Everyone nodded and entered the island city. After the Holy Road opened and the many prides arrived, the island became lively. All the restaurants and inns were busy. People would often ask about what had happened on the Holy Road. They would even communicate with other island cities to learn about other roads.

Two days later, someone was discussing the Holy Road in the island’s biggest restaurant.

“Apparently, Ning Huang, the descendant of Elder Ning, was killed by Yu Sheng, a demonic figure. He’s still not a Noble, but he can enter the demonic state and become a horrible murderous god. He beheaded Ning Huang. He’s like the god of death.”

“On the Dawn Road, it was rumored that Xiao Junyi’s the inheritor of the Dark Saint. He’s a horribly frightening existence and may be the strongest of the Dawn Road.”

“What about Yan Jiu from the Sword Saint Villa?”

“Yan Jiu was hurt by Ye Futian and Yuan Zhan working together. Even his holy badges were stolen. He probably will never forget this humiliation.”

“Who are Ye Futian, Yu Sheng, and his group? They came out of nowhere and are so powerful. The enrollment will be very interesting this time. The Dawn Road alone has so many talents.”

“Indeed. This is only the Dawn Road. The strongest three Holy Roads of the nine are usually the Barren Road in the center, the Nether Road of the north, and the Heaven Road of the west. I’m sure shocking figures have appeared from these roads too.”

“The Barren Road gathers the prides from the central region. It’s always the Holy Road with the most monstrously talented figures. Their average skill level is the highest too. There’s nothing more to be said,” someone said, chuckling. Eight of the Holy Roads crossed through the Zhongzhou City Region to the central region. The ninth road was right inside Zhongzhou City. It was where the strong cultivators in Zhongzhou City gathered.

Zhongzhou City was the biggest main city of Barren State. One could imagine how bustling it was.

The Zhuge Family wasn’t within Zhongzhou City. Instead, they were outside in what was called the Zhongzhou lands. The Mortal World, Nantian House, Sword Saint Villa, and many other forces were in this area. Going east, it was the eastern region of the Barren State where the Zhaixing House and Divine Sky City were.

“I heard that a young lord came from White Cloud City. He’s extremely talented and young. He’s only around 20 years old, but he’s already in the Noble Plane and has frightening combat ability. He’s comparable to how the young city lord of White Cloud City had been.”

“Didn’t someone crazy from the Zhuge Family come too? If you add that woman, then there are two, but the woman’s plane is slightly lower.”

“Some people came from the Demon God Clan too. Tomorrow, we’ll be able to see all the monsters of the nine Holy Roads. Just wait and see.”

Everyone discussed animatedly. At that time, someone stood up and left the restaurant. Many people followed him.

Ye Futian arrived at the edge of the island city. There was an abyss before him. He gazed at the city in the distance. He wondered which island Jieyu was in. They would meet tomorrow.

At that time, Hua Jieyu was cultivating in an inn on another island. Footsteps sounded. Hua Jieyu opened her pretty eyes. She was too beautiful to be from this world.

“Senior Sister.” Hua Jieyu smiled.

“Cultivating again?” Zhuge Mingyue grinned. This island was part of the Holy Zhi Palace and outsiders shouldn’t be able to step foot inside. Zhuge Mingyu wasn’t really an outsider though. Her father and brother had all cultivated here before, so she was an exception.

“Yes.” Hua Jieyu nodded. “Senior Sister, will he come?”

“Who knows?” Zhuge Mingyue smiled. “Oh, that annoying guy brought a handsome youth here. Apparently, he’s some powerful figure from White Cloud City here for a visit. Would you like to see him?”

Hua Jieyu naturally knew that the “annoying guy” was the young city lord of White Cloud City.

“Senior Sister, you know me.” Hua Jieyu smiled gently.

“Yes, so I rejected him for you.” Zhuge Mingyue chuckled at Hua Jieyu. “Don’t know where that kid got his luck so that you only think about him. Jieyu, what’s so good about him?”

“Him?” Hua Jieyu thought of that bad boy and smiled brilliantly. “Nothing’s good!”

“But you still like him?” Zhuge Mingyue giggled.

“I just do.” Hua Jieyu’s smile was very bright. Looking at that beautiful girl, Zhuge Mingyue shook her head. This girl was in too deep. There was no hope for her!

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Chapter 539: No Change at All

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

 

The three days ended in the blink of an eye.

The floating mountain range in the center of the Thousand Holy Islands was the most majestic. It towered over the sea and rose up into the sky. Pavilions and towers were everywhere outside the mountain. It was like an otherworldly palace or a whole city. There were countless relics and cultivation paradises. This was the Holy Zhi Palace, passed down the ages. It was a true holy land.

The Holy River had thousands of mountains. These all belonged to the Holy Zhi Palace. However, people usually called this one mountain by the Holy Zhi Palace because only the core disciples could cultivate on that island. Regular disciples couldn’t enter without permission. They could only cultivate with an elder on one of the other islands. Other than that, they would occasionally have the chance to listen to a palace elder’s lectures on the Holy Island or cultivate in a relic.

Thus, those who could cultivate on the Holy Island were all monstrously talented. They were all the best of the best of the Barren State.

In the east of this majestic heavenly palace of the Holy Zhi Palace, there was a shorter island neighboring it. There was a vast empty space on the borders. At the foot of the Holy Zhi Palace, one could see stairs when raising one’s head. The stairs led up to the Holy Zhi Palace like the steps to heaven.

This was truly at the foot of the Holy Zhi Palace.

At the moment, there was a mass of people gathered here, stretching as far as one could see. They were the disciples cultivating on the Thousand Holy Islands and their family. Other than that, many important figures from the Barren State had come too from the various top forces. They knew this was the end of the Holy Road. Those who’d exited the nine Holy Roads had gathered here. Today was the day. Many elders who had high hopes for their juniors were here to watch.

Of course, there were also some top forces who were close to the Holy Zhi Palace and had come to give gifts.

This vibrant scene happened once every three years. All talents of the Barren State were gathered here. To the younger generation of the Barren State, this was true magnificence. To the important figures, some of these juniors may become significant in the future or even enter the Barren Sky Ranking.

At the moment, someone was playing the guqin beautifully. It was mesmerizing. Even many important figures were affected by the artistic conception in the song.

They looked over to one place. They saw a youth in a purple-blue robe sitting quietly on a smooth stone on the steps leading to the Holy Zhi Palace. He plucked at the strings and created heavenly music. From serenity to a powerful melody, it seemed to depict an epic poem.

This youth was untainted and had defined features. He was as handsome as a god. He didn’t seem to be from the mortal world.

Countless people from the vast space below the Holy Zhi Palace looked up at the youth. Many of the younger generation were filled with respect and worship, even if they were prides too. They wished to become someone like him in the future. Many beautiful girls had expressions of admiration too. It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that the youth on the mountain was the most beloved man of the girls of the Barren State.

Even the strong cultivators from the Holy Zhi Palace sitting beside the mountain path looked appreciatively at the youth. The people of the Barren State were clear that this youth would be one of the most brilliant figures in the future. In fact, he already was.

In the distance, strong cultivators from the other island cities arrived. People instantly looked up at them. They were the ones from the nine Holy Roads who’d gathered here now.

The people below looked at the incoming strong cultivators with anticipation. Were they finally here?

“Look there. The prides from the Arid Road are here.” Everyone looked over and saw people walking over. One of them was a very young and handsome youth. His eyes were like lightning, shining like stars.

“That would be Bai Ze.” Many eyes fell on this youth. Bai Ze was an extreme talent from the White Cloud City. He joined the Holy Road after entering the Noble Plane. Apparently, he’d opened countless relics on the Arid Road. No one could stop him. Now, his cultivation had reached the pinnacle of Grade-8 Noble Plane. He was probably one of the strongest this time.

“The Nether Road is here too.” Someone looked in another direction and saw figures appearing gradually.

“Look there.” Someone pointed in a direction. A group was walking over. Everyone was attractive, especially two of them.

“Zhuge Xing, Hua Jieyu,” many people murmured. They recognized these two. Zhuge Xing was the pride of the Zhuge Family’s younger generation. Hua Jieyu was Zhuge Mingyue’s sister.

“As beautiful as the rumors say.” Many more gazes fell upon Hua Jieyu. Her appearance seemed to add color to this vast space. She was so beautiful to look at. Seeing her was an enjoyment.

“We’re here,” Zhuge Mingyue said, smiling as she appeared beside Hua Jieyu. There was another innocent beauty beside them. Apparently, she was Beitang Xing’er, Zhuge Mingyue’s junior sister. She was always beside Zhuge Mingyue.

“Yes.” Hua Jieyu nodded.

“Delectable,” many people praised after seeing Zhuge Mingyue standing with Hua Jieyu.

“Chi Meng of the Demon God Clan.” At that time, someone’s eyes fell somewhere behind Hua Jieyu on a youth. He had a beastly figure and a blood-red line between his brows. It looked extremely demonic and was the mark of the Demon Gold Clan.

“The Barren Road is here too.”

The people looked towards yet another direction. The mass of strong cultivators had arrived. They came from nine different directions. There were many talented figures amongst the sea of people.

When the people of large forces saw their juniors, they smiled faintly.

At that time, Chen Yuan appeared somewhere with an elder beside him. It was the leader of the Zhaixing House with a youth beside him—Mu Zhifan.

“Chen Yuan, you’re the only one here from the Top Three Schools. Why are you so active? Are you waiting for Ye Futian? He’s talented, but you think he can survive the Holy Road with his cultivation?” the head of the Zhaixing House said mockingly. These two were old rivals. He was still angry about how Chen Yuan had taken Ye Futian into the Zhaixing House to take the Polearm.

“You don’t have to worry,” Chen Yuan said coolly.

“Zhiqiu is also in the Dawn Road. You better pray that the guy didn’t run into Zhiqiu. Otherwise, the Polearm would probably be back with the Zhaixing House,” the man said, laughing. He seemed very confident. When Mu Zhiqiu entered the Holy Road, she was already in the Noble Plane. He was free, so he decided to visit the Holy Zhi Palace. After all, Mu Zhifan was also cultivating here.

Chen Yuan gazed at the head of the Zhaixing House and gave an ambiguous smile.

“What are you smiling about?” the head of the Zhaixing House asked after seeing Chen Yuan’s odd expression.

“You shouldn’t pray that they meet. Your granddaughter is quite pretty. I heard that the Son of my school isn’t only talented in cultivation.” Chen Yuan smirked.

The head of the Zhaixing House’s expression changed and he scoffed. “Don’t speak nonsense. Your little heir isn’t qualified. Zhiqiu will become a disciple of the Holy Zhi Palace, like Zhifan.”

“There are many people cultivating on the Thousand Holy Islands. He’s just a disciple on an island. What are you so proud about?” Chen Yuan mocked.

“How many from your school has entered the Holy Zhi Palace?” the other shot back. Neither let each other go.

They argued, tit-for-tat, attracting much attention. Those that could come all had extraordinary statuses. Not even Sages could come if they wanted, but these two old guys were arguing.

At that time, people gradually walked over from the distance. Chen Yuan and the head of the Zhaixing House stopped arguing. They looked at the incoming group.

The Dawn Road’s people had finally arrived. They attracted a lot of eyes too.

Just then, a huge figure started walking over. It was a huge golden ape. Seeing its appearance, Chen Yuan and the Zhaixing House head stared hard at it too. They knew that this was the Golden Great Ape clan from Mount Taixing in the center region. They ruled Mount Taixing and were a frightening force. The mountain leader was at the front of the Barren Sky Rank too.

There was a stone wall in the distance, above the steps to the Holy Zhi Palace. An extraordinary elder stood there. His features were very sharp. He looked into the direction of the Dawn Road. A group of strong cultivators arrived before him. They also looked there with pained expressions.

“Elder Ning, Ning Huang was killed. They must have used lowly tricks. Otherwise, with Ning Huang’s abilities, how could it be possible? We must take revenge,” someone murmured.

The elder scanned him coldly and said with authority, “This is the Holy Zhi Palace so you better be obedient. Otherwise, no one can protect you.”

“Then I’ll wait for when we leave. But Elder Ning, the one who killed Ning Huang can’t become a disciple of the Holy Zhi Palace.” These were from the Ning family. They’d been waiting for a long time, filled with anticipation, but only received the news that Ning Huang had died.

Elder Ning huffed. He scanned the people coldly. The only one he had hope for to take his place had been killed. This upset him greatly.

“From what I know, the one who killed Ning Huang is from the Eastern Barren Territory and is close to Zhuge Mingyue of the Zhuge Family. Think more clearly,” Elder Ning said. He glanced at the Zhuge Family and then at the beautiful figure still playing his guqin.

Right then, in Zhuge Mingyue’s direction, Hua Jieyu looked over at the Dawn Road cultivators. Zhuge Mingyue smiled at her. She knew what Hua Jieyu was waiting for. Would that guy really be with the Dawn Road?

Then a group of figures came over in the sky from the Dawn Road’s direction. The instant she saw a handsome figure amongst them, Zhuge Mingyue smiled brightly. “Indeed.”

Hua Jieyu looked with her pretty eyes and saw the one she’d been missing every day. A beautiful smile bloomed on her face. Many people gaped at her as if her smile was the only thing in the world.

“Heh.” Zhuge Mingyu chuckled softly and then an odd expression filled her eyes. “He’s still like before.”

He was surrounded by pretty girls.

“He really knows how to enjoy himself. As expected of our junior.” Zhuge Mingyue giggled. Finally, Hua Jieyu noticed the people around Ye Futian. She obviously knew Loulan Xue, but there was also Qin Yin and Li Qingyi behind him. They were pretty, but not beautiful.

But there was also Gu Yunxi with beauty worth a city’s treasures.

Mu Zhiqiu was even more beautiful. She looked a fairy, standing there quietly.

Hua Jieyu blinked and her smile turned resentful. This guy…hadn’t changed at all!

Chapter 540: Am I Not Good Enough

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

 

“That’s too much.” Zhuge Mingyue smiled and continued, “Surrounded by beauties, what a contented life.”

“Yes.” Hua Jieyu nodded with a grievance. After much anticipation, she had finally met him again, but under such a situation!

“Should I call out to him?” Zhuge Mingyue asked.

“I don’t know him.” Hua Jieyu pretended to be angry and looked away, but she continued to peek in his direction. She saw him talking happily to the beauty beside him with a bright smile.

“Hmmm, Jieyu, I’ll introduce someone more outstanding to you next time. Let’s not care about that heartless man anymore.” Zhuge Mingyue nodded seriously.

“Ahhh…” Hua Jieyu blinked and looked at Zhuge Mingyue, but she heard Beitang Xing’er say, “Second sister, little brother is so handsome and outstanding, there will definitely be many girls who like him. Maybe it’s not little brother’s fault.”

“Xing’er, whose side are you on.” Zhuge Mingyue grinned, looking at Beitang Xing’er.

Beixing Tang’er smiled and scratched her ear, while Hua Jieyu said in a touching tone to Zhuge Mingyue, “Sister, maybe what Xing’er said isn’t wrong.”

“…” Zhuge Mingyue blinked and grinned at Hua Jieyu. She had not even punished him yet. She was really hopeless.

Hua Jieyu blushed shyly like Zhuge Mingyue had seen her thoughts. It made her look even more attractive, but that fellow was really too much. One or two would be fine, but he had four beauties by his side.

Presently, Ye Futian did not notice anything. His gaze landed on the Holy Zhi Palace’s spectacular sky stairwell, on the teen playing the guqin. The guqin melody sounded sweet and it was extremely familiar. He had practiced the same piece too many times.

Yu Sheng and Ye Wuchen’s gaze also looked towards that direction. Ye Futian looked towards Mu Zhiqiu and Yuan Zhan who were beside him and asked, “Who is he?”

Mu Zhiqiu looked towards the teen in all his glory, sitting quietly there, yet looking as though he had merged with the heavens. His cultivation level was likely very high, and to be in the Holy Zhi Palace at such a young age… Even though she had only seen him for the first time, she could guess his identity. There were very few of such people in the Barren State, his impressive demeanor could be seen from one look and he stood out from the rest.

“If I’m not wrong, he is the Young City Lord of the White Cloud City, Bai Luli,” Mu Zhiqiu replied quietly. Ye Futian stared at him and smiled, “He is indeed an exceptional person. I heard that Young City Lord Bai has entered the top ten of the Barren Sky Ranking?”

“Yes.” Mu Zhiqiu nodded. Although Bai Luli’s cultivation level was not high, his prodigious talent had already obtained the recognition of the Barren State’s people. His future was sure to be bright.

“No wonder he can express such imagery through the piece.” Ye Futian smiled.

The piece that Bai Luli was playing was one of the top ten pieces of the Divine Prefecture, the Ukiyo. Although it was only the first half of the piece, the imagery was already divine. Ye Futian admitted that even if he was the one playing, he could not do better.

With regards to how the Young City Lord Bai obtained the Ukiyo’s score, he was not surprised. Back then, he had left the score in the Eastern Barren College. As long as an expert from an elite faction went there, they would be able to get it. With Bai Luli’s background, even if the White Cloud City did not go to get it, it would not be difficult to get his hands on the score.

What did the top ten of the Barren Sky Ranking mean? It meant that the people of the Barren State viewed Bai Luli as one of the ten most outstanding people in the Barren State.

“Which direction is the Nether Road in?” Ye Futian suddenly asked. Previously, the Ukiyo had caught his attention, but Ye Futian naturally would not forget about being able to meet Jieyu and his second sister.

The crowd’s gaze moved towards one of the nine directions and Mu Zhiqiu said, “It appears to be there.”

Ye Futian looked towards that direction and scanned through the crowd in a distant location. He soon saw a beautiful figure looking at him with a weird grin. Her smile gave Ye Futian the chills. He was extremely familiar with that smile, back in the Cottage, whenever he saw that smile, fourth or fifth brother would be in trouble.

“Second sister.” Ye Futian mumbled, then saw the girl standing next to Zhuge Mingyue. He saw Hua Jieyu avoiding his gaze and he did a double take. Something was wrong, how could Jieyu not miss him? If second sister had seen him, it wasn’t possible that Jieyu didn’t.

He saw Beitang Xing’er winking at him and Ye Futian had a realization. As though he had suddenly thought of something, he froze and looked to his left, Gu Yunxi was standing quietly there; he looked to his right, Mu Zhiqiu was beside him speaking to him intimately.

“Oh no.” Ye Futian was dumbfounded. This was bad, could he be blamed for this? Being too outstanding was a mistake as well.

“Zhiqiu, Yunxi, you have to help me explain later on.” Ye Futian said. Mu Zhiqiu gave him a confused look while Gu Yunxi’s eyes sparkled. Could it be?

“Zhiqiu.” At that moment, a voice sounded. Just as Ye Futian was about to walk over to Jieyu, he saw Chen Yuan and the Zhaixing House Chief walking over to him. The Zhaixing House Chief was glaring at Mu Zhiqiu sternly. He was still arguing with Chen Yuan about this matter just now, and what did he see now?

Mu Zhiqiu was actually quietly standing beside Ye Futian. What was happening?

“Grandfather,” Mu Zhiqiu called out to him.

“Zhiqiu, have you taken back the Polearm of Divine Destruction?” Mu Zhifan’s expression was grim. That day, when Ye Futian had taken the Polearm of Divine Destruction, he had also arrived, but Yuan Chen’s threat allowed Ye Futian to take it away.

Mu Zhiqiu immediately understood why her grandfather and brother looked unhappy and lowered her head in guilty. She had wanted to take it, but she had been defeated by Ye Futian again. However, her action made the Zhaixing House Chief and Mu Zhifan’s expressions become even grimmer. Was this her silent confession? Could it be?

“What is going on?” The Zhaixing House Chief was extremely irritated.

“Futian, nice job.” On the other hand, Chen Yuan was full of smiles and looked at Ye Futian appreciatively. Previously, the Gu Clan leader had shared some thoughts with him. That was when he knew that the Son he had picked was talented in other fields on top of his cultivation. Looking at the lineup Ye Futian had, he had to admit that he was impressed.

The frigid beauty of the Zhaixing House had been won over by him. Impressive.

Ye Futian blinked in suspicion. Could there have been a misunderstanding? Why did the Zhaixing House Chief look like he wanted to tear him from limb to limb? Even when he first took the Polearm of Divine Destruction, he didn’t act like this.

It was inevitable that the Zhaixing House Chief would overthink. Not long ago, Ye Futian and Mu Zhiqiu were enemies. Now, both of them were walking side by side jovially, with Chen Yuan’s words in mind, how could he not overthink?

“Grandfather, it’s my fault, I lost to him again in the Holy Road,” Mu Zhiqiu said quietly.

“Even if you’ve lost to him, you can’t…” The Zhaixing House Chief was devastated. His granddaughter was beautiful and had outstanding potential. How could this be?

“Zhiqiu, how could you be with a thief?” Mu Zhifan asked emotionlessly. He always felt that Ye Futian had stolen his Polearm of Divine Destruction.

Ye Futian and the people around him raised their heads and looked at Mu Zhifan coldly. Ye Futian frowned, this Mu Zhifan was being audacious.

“Senior, I think that there has been some misunderstanding,” Ye Futian said to the Zhaixing House Chief.

“It had better been a misunderstanding. If you dare to touch my sister, I’ll chop off the hand that did it,” Mu Zhifan interrupted ruthlessly.

“Idiot.” Ye Futian looked at Mu Zhifan, annoyed. He then stretched out his hand and wrapped it around Mu Zhiqiu’s shoulder and looked at Mu Zhifan provokingly.

Mu Zhiqiu’s body shivered and she stared blankly at Ye Futian. In the distance, Hua Jieyu and Zhuge Mingyue looked at them, doing double takes. This was too much.

“You…” Mu Zhifan stepped forward, a cruel aura bursting forth. Yet he saw Yuan Zhan, Yi Xiaoshi, Ye Wuchen, and many others step forward and look at him ruthlessly.

“Yuan Zhan.” At that moment, another figure came forward. The figure at the forefront had a huge physique, it was a Golden Ape. He stepped right into the crowd, his gaze on Yuan Zhan, curious why Yuan Zhan would be with a group of humans.

Mount Taixing’s Golden Ape. Chen Yuan and the Zhaixing House Chief looked at each other and thought, then saw Yuan Zhan standing in front of Ye Futian.

When did this fellow get acquainted with the Golden Apes?

“Father,” Yuan Zhan called out to him, then introduced Ye Futian, “this is a good friend that I met in the Holy Road, Ye Futian. Father and grandfather will definitely like him.”

The Golden Ape looked curiously at Ye Futian. Ye Futian had already retracted his hand that was on Mu Zhiqiu’s shoulder and bowed slightly to him and said, “Ye Futian is honored to meet senior Ape.”

“Mm.” Yuan Zhan’s father nodded. His appearance had caused many people’s attention to move towards them. After all, it was the Golden Ape clan from Mount Taixing and could be considered an elite faction.

“Zhiqiu, explain yourself,” The Zhaixing House Chief looked towards Mu Zhiqiu and said.

Mu Zhiqiu glared at Ye Futian. This fellow was causing trouble on purpose.

“Just kidding. I hope senior doesn’t mind. I have a girlfriend.” Ye Futian smiled brightly, then pointed towards behind the Zhaixing House Chief and said, “She’s over there.”

The Zhaixing House Cheif turned around and the rest of the people all looked towards where Ye Futian’s finger was pointing. It was the direction of the Nether Road.

“Who is it?” The Zhaixing House Chief asked. There were so many people in the Nether Road, how could he know who she was? Was Ye Futian making fun of them?

“The most beautiful one.” Ye Futian beamed. The crowd instinctively looked towards Hua Jieyu, who was standing beside Zhuge Mingyue. Although there were many beauties in the Nether Road, the most beautiful one could be seen at an instant. If Zhuge Mingyue and Hua Jieyu stood there, nobody else could compete with them.

Those who had heard Ye Futian’s words all had suspicious expressions. It was not possible for it to be Zhuge Mingyue, so, he was referring to Hua Jieyu?

Where did this idiot come from?

“You mean, Hua Jieyu?” Mu Zhifan was cultivating in the Holy Zhi Palace, so he had naturally heard of Hua Jieyu.

“Yes.” Ye Futian nodded, smiling.

“Idiot.” Mu Zhifan saw Ye Futian’s smiled and his expression was disdainful. He looked at Ye Futain and said, “Hua Jieyu, cultivating in the Zhuge Clan, Zhuge Mingyue’s sworn younger sister, a Divine Spiritual Sorcerer, your girlfriend?”

Ye Futian looked at Mu Zhifan’s expression and was irritated, he had been looked down upon.

“Don’t create trouble for yourself,” Mu Zhiqiu advised him softly. This kind of joke was not to be casually made. If he was heard by the people from the Zhuge Clan, they would not let Ye Futian off.

“That’s right, brother Ye, it’s best not to joke about this,” behind him, Xie Wuji and the rest tried to persuade him as well.

Ye Futian rubbed the peak of his nose, then walked forward. He was actually walking in the direction of the Nether Road.

The crowd looked at him with weird expressions. Gu Yunxi’s gaze had been on Hua Jieyu all this while. She had previously heard Ye Futian say that he had a girlfriend. She was always imagining what kind of remarkable girl Ye Futian’s girlfriend would be. Now that she saw Hua Jieyu, she was like the beauty in her imagination—a Goddess.

As she thought of it, Gu Yunxi smiled brightly, only this type of girl could be a good fit for him.

At that moment, numerous gazes landed on Ye Futian as he walked gradually towards the Nether Road. Zhuge Mingyue and Beitang Xing’er saw him walking over. Hua Jieyu also looked at him, then turned away. This fellow actually dared to touch other girls in front of her, shameless.

Finally, Ye Futian walked over to the Nether Road area. He walked in front of the three of them and smiled jovially. The two of them looked at him with a weird grimace, then looked towards Hua Jieyu.

Ye Futian saw that Hua Jieyu was not looking at him and was a little guilty. He said in a small voice, “Jieyu, I missed you so much.” As his voice landed, the entire space fell silent. It started from the Nether Road, then the other places as well, countless gazes fell on them. Ye Futian’s voice was not loud, but because of Zhuge Mingyue and Hua Jieyu, many people’s attention was on them and they had heard what he said.

What did he say to Hua Jieyu?

“Do you have a death wish?” Mu Zhifan’s expression was frosty, he had been paying attention to what was happening all the while.

“I don’t know you.” Hua Jieyu glared at Ye Futian with a pained expression. Evidently, she was still angry. However, the crowd did not pay close attention to Hua Jieyu’s expression and only heard his words. In an instant, many people looked coldly at Ye Futian, what an impudent fellow.

“Where did this idiot come from,” someone even said mockingly.

Hua Jieyu frowned. Even though she was feigning anger, she could not bear to hear others humiliate Ye Futian.

“Sigh, I’ve come such a long way to find you, how heartbreaking.” Ye Futian sighed. Hua Jieyu turned around and glared at him resentfully. Who was the one being wronged now?

As she thought of this, she took small steps towards Ye Futian.

The numerous gazes froze as they saw Hua Jieyu walk to Ye Futian’s side. Afterward, under their stunned supervision, Hua Jieyu stretched out her arm and helped Ye Futian to straighten his messy clothes with the gentleness of a lover. She had a look of helplessness in her eyes, and her gaze turned towards the Dawn Road and said pitifully, “Who are they? Am I not good enough? Tell me, I’ll change.”

Seeing the alluring beauty before him, Ye Futian felt as though he was about to melt. However, why did he have an ominous premonition?