The Legend of Futian - Chapter 162: Trio

Ye Futian looked at Zhao Han. He had handsome and clear features. Just standing there gave him an extraordinary aura. Ye Futian had naturally noticed that Yun Qianmo's attitude towards Zhao Han was different from hers to Yang Ziqi. It was obvious that Zhao Han had a higher status in the Sword Clan. That was why he had a cold expression and arrogant words. He said that if Ye Futian could defeat him, he wouldn't care about Yun Qianmo again. If Ye Futian lost, he would die. However, what did Yun Qianmo being a servant have anything to do with him? This meant that if Ye Futian won, he would win. If he lost, he would die. How tyrannical.

"Would you like to consider taking your words back?" Ye Futian asked Zhao Han.

Zhao Han gazed at Ye Futian. His eyes were sharp as if sword intent was flowing from them. He said coldly, "I never take back my words. If you don't accept it, you'll also die." No one in the Glory Plane was qualified to negotiate with him, especially not one from the Hundred Lands.

Ye Futian smiled. Instead of arguing, he walked towards the Noble Grotto. Yu Sheng glared coldly at Zhao Han and followed Ye Futian. The group walked towards the grotto.

Zhao Han's eyes were indifferent. He moved towards the grotto with Yang Ziqi. Everyone around them started walking towards the grotto as well. Zhao Han had once walked ten steps into the grotto. Could he break the record this time? Of the 13 Steps of Death, apparently, the last three were the most terrifying and could really kill someone.

They were all a bit sympathetic of Ye Futian. This genius from the Hundred Lands had extraordinary comprehension but would most likely die here.

The Noble Grotto was vast and wide. The people scattered in all directions, ready to try with Zhao Han and Ye Futian. They were secretly competitive. Motivation came with competition and made them want to go forward even more strongly.

Many extraordinary figures stood before the grotto. An invisible burst of majesty traveled over. The people in the back looked forward with an odd brightness in their eyes. These geniuses were going forward together. It was rare and interesting.

Zhao Han was the best of the Sword Clan this generation. He was extremely talented and had already taken ten steps. No one else could top him. All the talents of the Qianmeng area were eclipsed by him.

Li Lianyi was a girl but she was extremely talented as well and would probably have a great performance.

Yun Qianmo had agreed to be Ye Futian's servant but she wasn't weak either. According to rumors, she had defeated Liu Yuan at the Cang Mountain Relic. However, she'd relied on the stone wall's sword intent at the time. The people wondered who would be stronger now. And how would Yang Ziqi and the prides of the Hundred Lands perform?

Of course, they were excited to see how Ye Futian would fare as well. He was a genius who had once comprehended all four walls of the Cang Mountain Relic. The end was already determined but they still wanted to see how many steps he could take. Seven steps? If he could take seven out of the 13, it would be more than half and he would be astonishingly talented. Those of the Qianmeng area who could take seven steps were all renowned figures.

Ye Xiao studied Ye Futian's group and stepped forward. He prepared to continue trying. Last time, he'd only taken three steps which wasn't a good result.

Chu Kuangren and the people of the Yunchu Nation all walked to the grotto. At the Nandou Nation's Tingfeng Banquet, he didn't even have a chance to fight. At that time, Ye Wuchen's power had made him want to avoid him. Now, he had the chance to quietly compete with Ye Wuchen.

Ye Futian didn't know what everyone else was thinking. At this moment, he stood before the grotto, feeling the mysterious majesty. He silently praised the Noble Grotto's miraculous feeling. This pressure was like heavenly might. It made one revere it. But at this moment, he was going to challenge this reverent strength.

Picking up his feet, Ye Futian walked forward. He didn't use any elemental power and merely walked forward with his body. The statues carved into the grotto glowed faintly. A mysterious pressure surged from them, transforming into tangible power pushing down on him. However, it wasn't strong enough and couldn't stop him. He continued forward as if strolling in the garden. He quickly came to the 13 Steps of Death. The next 13 steps were the true trial.

The formless pressure continued pouring out, transforming into intent that rushed into his mind.

Zhao Han from the Sword Clan was left of Ye Futian. To his right was Yu Sheng and Yun Qianmo's group. Everyone had come to this point.

Thud. Beside him, Zhao Han stepped forward. He made three continuous steps and was extremely powerful. After the third step, he paused and glanced at Ye Futian. Then he said to Yun Qianmo, "I hope he won't be too disappointing. Otherwise, you'd seem too cheap." With that, he took another step. Wild sword intent swept into a storm around him. Taking four continuous steps, he was extremely powerful and threw everyone far behind him.

Ye Futian didn't mind. He calmly made his first step. An invisible aura radiated from him. This step was extremely stable. His body didn't even shake at all. Countless statues lit up and countless waves of pressure came down on him. They transformed into powerful intent, attacking his tenacity wildly. The strong cultivators around him all stepped forward. The first step was nothing for the geniuses present.

Ye Futian quietly felt the power. Instead of looking at the others, he focused on the grotto up ahead and walked forward. As he continued, he still didn't release any elemental power.

The mighty grotto had a mysterious power. It came again like a tide and was even stronger, crashing heavily against his body. Strong intent rushed into his mind. It was terrifyingly powerful, almost enough to break down his will.

The strong power transformed into a windstorm but Ye Futian was still unmoved. He was extremely stable and soon took his third step. An even stronger power and intent came, even causing his body to whistle. That was how powerful it was.

Yu Sheng was beside him. He took the same steps and also didn't release any elemental power. He used his pure strength. He naturally had god-like strength and was the best at this. Therefore, the grotto responded with similarly strong power.

"It's the third step." The people before the grotto watched the group. Ye Futian, Yu Sheng, Ye Wuchen, Yun Qianmo, and the others had all taken their third step. From the looks of things, many could continue. At least, the fourth step would be no problem.

Ye Xiao was at the third step as well. Earlier, he had stopped here. This time, he must break through. Closing his eyes, the sword intent wrapping around him was shocking. The spiritual intent had transformed into a sharp sword going forward. He stepped and the terrifying sword intent came rushing into his mind. He didn't move, allowing the two forces to clash. Finally, he succeeded. In this moment, Ye Xiao felt his intent strengthening.

He opened his eyes. The light of a sword flashed past. He smiled and successfully made his fourth step.

Before the grotto, some figures had stopped. The power of the mighty grotto was too much and they couldn't overcome it. Right now, the strongest was still Zhao Han. He had taken his seventh step and stopped again to look back at Ye Futian and the others.

Is Zhao Han waiting for Ye Futian? many people thought. He didn't even struggle with the seventh step. No wonder he was number one of the Sword Clan.

"You're too slow," he called to Ye Futian. "Where's the talent you showed at the Cang Mountain Relic?"

Ye Futian glanced at Zhao Han in the near distance and looked away. He continued looking forward and raised his foot. He made his fourth step. Everyone's eyes flashed. Before they could react, Ye Futian raised his foot again and took his fifth step. Many people trained their eyes on him. Soon after, they saw him take his sixth step. When he stopped, everyone felt an unbelievable power. It swept past everything. Even when the crushing weight came, it was still unmoved.

This… Everyone was shocked—not due to Ye Futian taking six steps but because of how stable he was despite making three continuous steps. This meant that he could continue. His aura was getting stronger as he walked as if it could compete with the grotto's power.

Boom. There was a loud sound. Everyone looked over and saw that beside Ye Futian, Yu Sheng had made continuous steps like a wild demon. He also made his sixth step and his body was filled to the brim with wild power.

Ye Wuchen's sword intent was like a storm, wrapping around him. He pointed forward fearlessly, facing the mighty pressure directly as if he wanted to cut a path with his sword. As he pointed, he also took three steps in a row and came to the sixth step.

The three had all taken six steps. Many people looked at them, hearts shuddering slightly.

Ye Xiao took this in with some humiliation. They had taken six steps—such powerful six steps—while he'd only taken four. He was so far behind Ye Wuchen and the others. There was no comparison usually, but now, it was obvious. Even Lin Yueyao had taken her fourth step and was on her fifth.

Chu Kuangren wasn't willing to admit defeat either. He took his sixth step but was struggling. He felt like he'd used up all his strength and energy, and was extremely tense.

At this time, Ye Futian moved again at the front of the grotto. He took his seventh step, allowing the extreme power to attack him without showing any sign of struggle.

Thud. The loud noise was Yu Sheng's footstep. He'd taken his seventh step as well and looked coldly at Zhao Han, stopped at the seventh step.

Ye Wuchen pushed his hands forward and it was as if endless sharp swords poured out of him. His body moved with the swords. There seemed to be a sword spirit storm around him, destroying everything, but he made his seventh step steadily.

Boom. With the loud boom, Chu Kuangren was thrown into the air when he tried for the seventh step and crashed onto the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale.

Ye Xiao looked at the trio who had taken their seventh step and didn't have the courage to make his fifth. Even if he did, so what?

Boom. With the loud boom, Chu Kuangren was thrown into the air when he tried for the seventh step and crashed onto the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale.

Ye Xiao looked at the trio who had taken their seventh step and didn't have the courage to make his fifth. Even if he did, so what?  noveltranslationweb.blogspot.com

The Legend of Futian - Chapter 161: Then Die

Ye Wuchen arched an eyebrow. Determination flashed past his eyes. Ye Xiao was his cousin but they actually rarely interacted. Ye Wuchen focused on cultivation. Power meant nothing to him. Especially after the Ancient Barren World opened, the Hundred Lands would change soon too. If they still held the old views that royal power was above all else, there would be danger.

If the Ancient Barren World was permanently open, it would create more Nobles.

Ye Xiao was heavily influenced by royal power. This was probably related to his status as the most possible heir to the throne.

"Thank you, Your Highness, but I'm used to being alone. I won't travel with you," Ye Wuchen said. Saying that he wanted to be alone was to save Ye Xiao some embarrassment. However, Ye Xiao and the people of the Cangye Kingdom were shocked. They stared at Ye Wuchen. He was obviously with Ye Futian's group. Why did he say he was used to being alone?

Ye Xiao's eyes glinted. Was Ye Wuchen joking with him?

"Alright." Ye Xiao smiled thinly. Since Ye Wuchen had made his choice, he wouldn't say anything else.

"Yueyao, what about you?" Ye Xiao glanced at Lin Yueyao. He'd removed her surname, making them feel closer as if it was some type of hint.

Lin Yueyao's eyes glimmered. She felt a bit awkward but still smiled gently and said, "Your Highness, it's hard for me to say."

With that, Lin Yueyao looked at Ye Futian again. This answer didn't say anything but it was undoubtedly still a rejection. Her eyes made people think of many things too. Hard for her to say?

Ye Xiao's smile disappeared completely. Seeing Ye Futian and Lin Yueyao, the people of the Cangye College sharpened their gazes. Many glared at Ye Futian. Was the top beauty of the Cangye Kingdom…?

Seeing Lin Yueyao look at him, Ye Futian was surprised too. Why did it feel like he was thrown under the bus? Hard to say? What did that mean?

"Good." Ye Xiao's tone was cold. Whether it was an excuse or something else, Ye Wuchen and Lin Yuyao had both undoubtedly rejected him. His confident words from before were even more like a joke.

As the Cangye Kingdom prince, he didn't have more of a right to speak than a 17-year-old genius? No matter how talented Ye Futian was, Ye Xiao was the future owner of the kingdom. He left, walking to the Noble Grotto without looking at Ye Futian.

Ye Futian didn't really mind Ye Xiao's attitude. Emperor Ye had saved him and he would remember that. If Ye Xiao was willing to be friends, he would do so willingly. But Ye Xiao and Ye Danchen were all the same to him. They were both Emperor Ye's children and he didn't want to get into the fight for the throne.

But Ye Xiao had made the boundaries clear since the start, seeing Ye Futian as an enemy and part of Ye Danchen's group. He was too calculative, probably due to being born into royalty. This backfired on him.

"What do you mean?" Ye Futian stared at Lin Yueyao. What does this have to do with me?

Lin Yueyao looked wronged and innocent. She whispered, "Then what do you want me to say?"

Right now, Lin Yueyao's eyes are so powerful, Ye Futian thought as he looked at her. Was she conquered by his charm?

"It's not good to be so talented," Ye Futian sighed as he looked away. Lin Yueyao stared at him unblinkingly. This guy was so conceited.

"What's so special about the Noble Grotto?" Ye Futian asked Yun Xiaomo. He didn't mention Ye Xiao. It was a small thing to him.

"The powerful intent contained in the Noble Grotto will press down on anyone that gets close. It gets stronger and stronger as you go. If you cast some power to resist it, the grotto will retaliate with the same element," Yun Qianmo said, looking at the majestic Noble Grotto. "You can only receive the chance to transform the power attacking you into fate if you can endure the powerful pressure. Then you can walk to the corridor and sense the artistic conception at a close distance."

Hearing that, Ye Futian looked up at the corridor. Two figures sat there cross-legged and cultivated with their eyes closed. Only two people were in the huge grotto. They were extremely brilliant. The two shone brightly and their fate shook violently.

At this moment, Ye Futian saw Ye Xiao walk towards the Noble Grotto. Instantly, the shimmering light of the grotto turned into formless power that rushed towards Ye Xiao. Extremely powerful sword intent burst from Ye Xiao. It wrapped around him and he forced himself forward. At that moment, Ye Futian could clearly feel a mysterious pressure come from the grotto. It was like a god's power. It rushed at Ye Xiao, transforming into sword intent as well.

Ye Futian couldn't help but operate Freedom Meditation. He discovered that the pressure came from several statues in the grotto. The statues contained sword intent—the same elemental intent that Yun Qianmo had said.

As the elder prince of the Cangye Kingdom, he was naturally more talented than others. Not only was he a swordsman in training, he was also a Spiritual Elemental sorcerer. All royalty, even Ye Wuchen, actually focused on the Spiritual Elemental and minored in swordsmanship. They were extremely powerful.

He continued forward, resisting the sword pressure. Ye Xiao continuously approached the grotto, not stopping until he was 13 steps away.

"These are known as the 13 Steps of Death," Yun Qianmo said. "The intent attacks multiply and will even truly injure the person. The geniuses are all stopped within these thirteen steps. In fact, you can gain something from each step."

Ye Futian nodded. The Freedom Meditation was operating at top speed. The grotto's intent slowed down in his eyes as it attacked Ye Xiao.

Boom! Ye Xiao stepped forward forcefully. His sword aura cut through everything. There seemed to be a violent windstorm. Powerful waves swirled like tidal waves. The first waves were forced back. It grew stronger and screamed as it came for Ye Xiao.

It's not enough to only cultivate martial arts and not Spiritual power because pure martial artists can't enter this grotto, Ye Futian thought. As Ye Xiao made his second step, the aura grew stronger.

At the third step, the sword aura filled the sky. Ye Xiao stopped. He brandished his sword again. Sword intent blanketed him, enveloping his body, transforming into an extremely strong shield. He stepped again but similar pressure transformed into a sword, sweeping towards him. It destroyed everything and fell upon Ye Xiao. There were sizzling sounds. Ye Xiao flew out and kept retreating. He looked pathetic and was even bleeding.

"Prince!" The Cangye Kingdom's people walked over but Ye Xiao waved his hand. He looked embarrassed; he only made three steps.

"Every step is like a limit. You have to keep overcoming your limits," Ye Futian muttered.

"Genius, are you going to try?" Someone giggled. Li Lianyi looked at Ye Futian from the near distance.

"The Noble Grotto is different from the Cang Mountain Relic," Liu Yuan said.

Many talents had come to the grotto and tried but only those two could reach the corridor. They'd spent a lot of time trying too.

"The Cang Mountain Relic is enlightenment but the Noble Grotto relies more on your own intent power and strong cultivation talent," Mo Fan, the pride of the Qianmeng area. He also walked over.

The two sitting in the corridor after the 13 Steps of Death were the top talents of the Qianmeng area. At this time, two more figures appeared in the air and descended.

"Yun Qianmo," one called. She looked over and saw Yang Ziqi, the senior brother who'd humiliated her yesterday.

The one beside Yang Ziqi had his hair tied up. He had a sharp aura. Seeing him, Yun Qianmo called, "Senior Brother Zhao."

Zhao Han. Everyone looked up at him. Zhao Han was the top disciple of the Sword Clan. He was extremely talented and had once made ten of the Thirteen Steps of Death. He only had three more steps left so it was obvious how powerful he was.

Zhao Han looked at Yun Qianmo and said, "Junior Sister Yun, I'm very disappointed."

No matter what, Yun Qianmo's actions had disgraced the Sword Clan. After all, she was a top disciple.

"Senior Brother, I…" Yun Qianmo wasn't as cold as she was to Yang Ziqi. Zhao Han was respected and extraordinarily talented. He was the leader of their generation. Everyone respected him.

Zhao Han didn't reply. He looked to Ye Futian.

"You have high comprehension abilities to be able to comprehend all four sides of the Cang Mountain Relic. I heard that the Sword Clan offended you first so you made Yun Qianmo your servant," Zhao Han said.

He continued, "Since she agreed, I'll give you a chance. If you can beat me at the Noble Grotto today, I'll let Yun Qianmo cultivate with you. The Sword Clan won't bother you anymore. If you can't beat me but still dared to take our disciple as a servant," Zhao Han said coldly, "then die."

The cold words revealed an undeniable message. Beside them, Yang Ziqi sneered. Zhao Han was so talented. He'd once made ten of the Thirteen Steps of Death. Barely any of their generation could do that.

Ye Futian would definitely die today.

So domineering. Everyone chuckled after hearing Zhao Han's words. With his abilities, he was qualified to say that. He gave Ye Futian a chance. If Ye Futian won, he would have the right to take the Sword Clan's pride as a servant. If not, he would die.

So domineering. Everyone chuckled after hearing Zhao Han's words. With his abilities, he was qualified to say that. He gave Ye Futian a chance. If Ye Futian won, he would have the right to take the Sword Clan's pride as a servant. If not, he would die.

The Legend of Futian - Chapter 160: Head Hunting in Public

Yun Qianmo saw everyone looking at her and her expression grew colder. When she turned to look at Ye Futian, the coldness disappeared and became calm. Since she made her decision, she knew others would talk. She had considered all of this beforehand. If she cared, she wouldn't have agreed.

"Has he pursued you before?" Ye Fuian asked, chuckling. Yang Ziqi's reaction had been too dramatic.

Yun Qianmo looked at him and nodded lightly.

"He'll be even more too low for you in the future," Ye Futian said. "Tomorrow, let's go to the place you mentioned."

"Okay." Yun Qianmo nodded and they returned to the pavilion.

Yu Sheng walked up to Ye Futian and said, "While cultivating these days, I realized that not only does fate increase your abilities, it also helps with cultivation."

"If you perceive the same elemental fate, it'll definitely help," Ye Futian said with a nod. Fate was the power of intent and the strength those of the Noble Plane had. It would obviously aid cultivation. For example, the sword wall would help those of the Sword Clan in future cultivation.

"We're almost in the Dharma Plane. I have an idea." Yu Sheng looked at Ye Futian.

"Add the strength of the intent when agglomerating the Dharma?" Ye Futian asked.

"Yes." Yu Sheng nodded. "I don't know if it'll work."

"We can try." Ye Futian had had the same idea when cultivating earlier.

The group returned to the pavilion and continued to cultivate. The second day, Ye Futian had Yun Qianmo gather everyone and they departed on the Black Wind Eagle. In the air, the eagle rode the wind and was unbelievably fast. It flew more smoothly than before as if it had melded into the wind. This made it more comfortable as well and it was excited about the future. Before, Ye Futian had controlled it forcefully. With the Snow Ape there, it couldn't fight back. Now that Ye Futian developed, it finally saw a way to evolve. The other demon beasts probably wouldn't have this chance. It could only pray that Ye Futian wouldn't look down on it and change to another demon. Yun Qianmo pointed out the direction. This time, they were going into the Qianmeng City rather than out.

"Where are we going?" Ye Futian asked. He'd only told Yun Qianmo he wanted to go to the place with the strongest fate but she didn't tell him the specific location.

"The Noble Grotto," Yun Qianmo said. "It's inside the city and like you said, it's the place in the Qianmeng City with the strongest fate. It's much stronger than the Cang Mountain Relic."

Ye Futian's eyes brightened. "Why did Yan Lu go to the Cang Mountain rather than here?"

"The fate is strong but it's not easy to attain. The Noble Grotto gathers the true creams of the crop. With Yan Lu's talent cultivation, he wouldn't receive anything even if he went," Yun Qianmo said. "I went before but didn't accomplish anything."

Ye Futian nodded. He was excited to see what the Noble Grotto was like. As the Black Wind Eagle flew, Ye Futian saw many people also riding demon beasts toward the same direction.

"We're almost there. Most go just for fun," Yun Qianmo said, eyeing all the people in the sky.

Ye Futian chuckled. After a while, the crowd became denser. Some in the front went down. An extremely large grotto appeared in his vision. It took up a large expanse of land. The air around it glowed faintly like fate. It filled the sky, making the grotto seem mysterious. As they neared it, the Black Wind Eagle started going downward and landed on the ground.

At that moment, Ye Futian looked up at the large grotto. He actually felt a faint pressure. It was the noble intent pushing down.

There were various carved head sculptures on top of the grotto. The strong noble intent seemed to come from them. The closer he got to the grotto, the stronger the pressure was. If he was walking on the corridor above the grotto, it would probably be too strong to bear.

"It's indeed much more powerful than the Cang Mountain Relic," Ye Futian said. He could feel just by standing here that the fate contained in the Noble Grotto was incomparable to the four walls of the Cang Mountain Relic. There were more people here too and they all had unique auras. Many seemed to be perceiving the intent hidden inside the grotto from the top as well.

In the near distance, a figure walked towards them. Coldness flashed past his eyes and he laughed. "Oh, it's Yun Qianmo." It was Liu Yuan, the one wounded by Yun Qianmo at the Cang Mountain Relic. His voice attracted many people's attention. Mostly everyone here was from the strong forces of the Qianmeng area. They were familiar with Yun Qianmo from the Sword Clan.

Many people looked over in interest. Liu Yuan continued with a smile, "How does it feel being a servant?"

Coldness flashed past Yun Qianmo's eyes. Her sword intent grew more obvious. Liu Yuan wasn't intimidated. This wasn't the Cang Mountain Relic. Without Ye Futian and the intent of the sword wall, he didn't think he would be defeated like before. The battle from days ago was honestly humiliating.

"Yun Qianmo." Another voice rang out at that moment. A youth with an impressive presence stood in the distance and smiled at her. "Yun Qianmo, you are the pride of the Sword Clan. Don't you feel undignified to be someone's servant?" This was Mo Fan, another powerful clansman of the Qianmeng area.

"I'm more curious about who took you in as a maid. I heard it's someone in the Glory Plane," someone else mocked and looked at their group.

"Who are they?" someone asked.

Ye Futian was annoyed. Was Yun Qianmo really that well-known? News of what happened at the Cang Mountain Relic had spread.

"Do you have any problems?" Ye Futian asked. Countless eyes fell on him instantly, sizing him up. Some were curious; others were mocking.

"I heard that you're in the Glory Plane but drove the intent of the four walls in the Cang Mountain Relic?" someone asked.

"I was lucky," Ye Futian said with a smile.

"This modesty is different from the rumors. I heard that you were really arrogant there," a girl said, smiling at him. The rumors had said that Ye Futian was arrogant and domineering at the Cang Mountain Relic and made someone like Yun Qianmo become his servant.

"Do I look arrogant?" Ye Futian smiled at the girl. He was handsome and his eyes were clear. He was easy on the eye and the girl chuckled, shaking her head.

"No." She glanced at Yun Qianmo and asked, "Yun Qianmo, I'm curious as to why you made that choice."

"It has nothing to do with you," she replied coldly. The girl was the pride of another clan. Her name was Li Lianyi.

"I'm just curious," Li Lianyi said with a smile.

"Let's go," Yun Qianmo said to Ye Futian. The youth nodded and their group continued forward. Many people looked at them in amusement. Shortly after, many people followed them. Ye Futian could comprehend the walls of the Cang Mountain Relic so what about here? They wanted to see if he was truly talented or if luck also came into play.

After a few steps, Ye Futian stopped again. There were familiar people up ahead.

Chu Kuangren, prince of the Yunchu Nation, stared coldly at Ye Futian and Ye Wuchen's group. It was unexpected to meet them here.

Chu Kuangren looked in another direction. Ye Futian followed his eyes and saw more people looking at him. Zuo Qianfan and Yu Jiang of the Cangye College, as well as some other students, were present. If they were here, Ye Xiao, eldest prince of the Cangye Kingdom, would also be there.

Ye Xiao stood with his hands behind his back. He looked forward into the grotto, appearing to be focused. A moment later, he turned around slowly and looked toward Ye Futian.

He also saw Ye Wuchen and Lin Yueyao and found it odd. Was Ye Wuchen and Lin Yueyao really following Ye Futian?

"Your Highness." Seeing Ye Xiao look over, Ye Futian nodded with a smile. No matter what his attitude was, Ye Futian had to follow the rules. After all, he was the prince of the Cangye Kingdom.

Ye Xiao looked at him coolly. He was surprised Ye Futian could arrive at Qianmeng City so quickly and still be alive. He hadn't heard about the Cang Mountain Relic event. Even though many people knew about it, they focused more on Yun Qianmo. Ye Futian's name was rarely mentioned. Ye Xiao didn't know Yun Qianmo so he didn't pay attention.

"Wuchen, Lin Yueyao, how have you been?" Ye Xiao didn't look at Ye Futian again. He asked about the others instead.

"I'm fine," Ye Wuchen answered coolly.

"Me too." Lin Yueyao nodded and smiled. She felt that the atmosphere was off. She obviously knew about what Ye Xiao had done after entering the Ancient Barren World. One was the prince while the other was highly valued by Emperor Ye and this prince didn't like Ye Futian.

"Follow me from now on," Ye Xiao said to them. Ye Wuchen was his cousin and extremely talented. He deserved to be roped in. If he got too close to Ye Futian, he would probably turn into someone like Ye Danchen.

As for Lin Yueyao, she was the daughter of the Lin family. With her beautiful face, she deserved to be asked personally by Ye Xiao. He had considered having her become the future queen with her talent and beauty.

Ye Futian was a bit shocked when he heard Ye Xiao's words. Was he head-hunting right in front of Ye Futian? There was no dignity left for him at all.

Ye Futian was a bit shocked when he heard Ye Xiao's words. Was he head-hunting right in front of Ye Futian? There was no dignity left for him at all.

As for Zuo Qianfan and Yu Jiang behind Ye Xiao, they laughed. Since the prince asked personally, Ye Wuchen and Lin Yueyao should know to make the right decision. Ye Xiao would most likely become the future crown prince of the Cangye Kingdom. If he received the noble fate in the Ancient Barren World, there would be no competition!

The Legend of Futian - Chapter 159: I Hope You Can Take It

Ye Futian listened quietly. He only spoke when he was sure that Yun Qianmo was finished with what she had to say. "Is there anything higher than the upper-level noble fate?"

Yun Qianmo froze. Looking at Ye Futian, she said in what was almost a whisper, "Higher?"

"Yeah," nodded Ye Futian. He looked right at her as he said, "How am I supposed to differentiate myself from the others otherwise? Only upper-level noble fate can help me do that."

"..." Yun Qianmo blinked at the young man in front of her. Seeing the look in his eye, she really wanted to ask him if he was serious. Although Ye Futian's gifts were extraordinary and he did what no one else had been able to do ever before at the Cang Mountain Relic, the location was merely a historical site outside of Qianmeng City. The people in this city were all from the Qianmeng area. The most powerful cultivators here were still obviously weaker than those groomed in the Eastern Barren Territory. On the other hand, Yu Sheng was undisturbed by what Ye Futian had said. He was used to it.

"I've never heard of it," said Yun Qianmo.

"Oh." Ye Futian nodded and continued, "After we get back to Qianmeng City can you get your hands on a map of the Ancient Barren World?"

"I can, but it won't be absolutely accurate," nodded Yun Qianmo.

"Okay." Ye Futian nodded as well and turned his attention away. He was looking into the distance as if he were in deep thought. The battle between the Nandou Nation and the Cangye Kingdom should have begun by now. Luo Junlin should also already be cultivating at the Royal Xuan Temple. Once Luo Junlin made a name for himself there and acquainted himself with people with any power at the Royal Xuan Temple, it would be disastrous for the Cangye Kingdom.

These powerful groups had many Noble Plane cultivators. If Luo Junlin's talents were outstanding enough, it was possible that these powerful cultivators would step up to help him. Although this was the worst-case scenario, it was not something to be ignored. In the Ancient Barren World, Ye Futian must stand out against the others. At the very least, he had to exceed Luo Junlin. This was the only way he could take control of the narrative. Ye Futian would not be the passive party again. The events of that day in Donghai City were not going to happen again.

In the past, Emperor Luo's imperial order was a force of power he could not go against. If the Royal Xuan Temple was anything like Emperor Luo, then the results would be the same. Ye Futian refused to let such things happen to himself once again. However, all these pessimistic thoughts were only hypothetical at this point. Normally, the higher-ups of a great powerful force like the Royal Xuan Temple would not meddle with wars between countries in the Hundred Lands.

After arriving back in Qianmeng City, Ye Futian did not return to the inn from before. Yun Qianmo found a private residence for him. It was very grand. Ye Futian secretly praised his maid for a job well-done. It was indeed very convenient to have the top disciple of a powerful clan of the Qianmeng area as a maid.

Ye Futian cultivated by himself in the court of the residence. He was practicing his sparring skills. There was an explosion of fate, climbing to new levels. His body was enveloped in a strong force of will which carried into every punch he threw forward. However, the power of the will was very mixed because they had different origins. There was the guqin will, the sword will, wind will, and will from different demon beasts. The power of these wills joined to form fate. With the fate, Ye Futian was much more powerful than before. Will was a true form of ability. It could be used in combat. If he was able to acquire enough fate to form noble fate and noble level willpower, it would increase his powers to a terrifying new level.

The Ancient Barren World was indeed a mystical world.

After cultivation martial arts for a while, Ye Futian began to practice on the guqin. The melodious sound carried guqin will, strengthening the artistic conception created by the song. Just then, a beautiful figure was headed towards Ye Futian. It was Yun Qianmo who had just returned. She stopped in front of Ye Futian and quietly watched him play. When he played the guqin, he was a completely different person.

The music slowed until it came to stop. Ye Futian lifted his head to see Yun Qianmo.

"This is a map of the Ancient Barren World," said Yun Qianmo as she handed the object over to Ye Futian. His Guqin Spirit disappeared. Ye Futian laid out the map on the table in front of him.

"This is where we are now, Qianmeng City." Yun Qianmo pointed to a spot on the map. Ye Futian's eyes followed her finger. It was already labeled on the map, the words "Qianmeng City" were marked down.

Ye Futian continued looking downward from their location on the map and saw a large piece of barren land. The end of the barren land was the border of the Ancient Barren World. That should be where he entered. The entrance to the Hundred Lands. The entrance to the Hundred Lands had just opened, so it was not yet marked on the map. There were also no other cities. Just a piece of barren land. Qianmeng City was the closest city to the Hundred Lands.

Looking north on the map, there were a couple of cities near Qianmeng City. Ye Futian asked, "Do these cities also correspond to the outside world?"

"Yes." Yun Qianmo nodded and began to explain, "The places which these cities correspond to are similar to the Qianmeng area. Among these cities, this city here, Loulan City, is central. It was built by the Ancient Loulan in the outside world. Ancient Loulan governs many countries. In the outside world, it is a territory of extreme power and is also located at the center of those countries."

Ye Futian nodded at her explanation. His eyes continued north on the map and he pointed at a spot at the center of the map. "To Qianmeng City, Loulan City is the center, but to this city here, Loulan City is merely an outlying city." The city Ye Futian pointed at was surrounded by cities, all at close proximity. If the cities around Loulan City formed a district, then there were many districts around this city.

Yun Qianmo's finger circled around that city as she said, "Look here. These cities are all entrances for powerful groups of the Eastern Barren Territory. They have dominated a majority of the land and exist independently from each other. These cities form the central district of the Ancient Barren World and correspond to the center of the Eastern Barren Territory in the outside world. That city you were pointing at is the absolute center of the Ancient Barren World, the Barren City. Not a lot of people from the Qianmeng area have been there."

Yun Qianmo was the disciple of a powerful clan in the Qianmeng area. Someone like her was safer in Qianmeng City. Even someone in a lower level of cultivation like Ruo Yu would be able to get by because no one dared to mess with a disciple of these powerful clans, but things would be completely different once they stepped out of Qianmeng City. No one could predict what would happen. Therefore, only those who were confident enough in their own abilities would travel to other cities in the Ancient Barren World. Powerful cultivators from the Qianmeng area would travel to the district center, Loulan City. However, no one dared to step into a place like Barren City carelessly. Even the best of the best from the Qianmeng area could only keep a low-profile once they stepped into Barren City.

Ye Futian nodded his head lightly. No wonder people said the Ancient Barren World was not only the road to the Noble Plane but also an access way. In theory, you have access to anywhere in the Eastern Barren Territory from the Ancient Barren World. It was a huge shortcut. It was almost impossible for Dharma Plane cultivators to reach the Eastern Barren Territory in the outside world.

"If we get the chance, I'll bring you to Barren City," said Ye Futian. He lifted his head to smile at Yun Qianmo.

She took one look at him. He wants to go to Barren City in the Glory Plane? They had not known each other for long but she felt that this guy in front of her had a train of thought that ran on a different track than the mass majority.

"What historical site around Qianmeng City has the strongest fate?" asked Ye Futian.

"Just let me know when you want to go," Yun Qianmo said instead of answering his question. Ye Futian gave her a curious look. It seemed like she had everything planned out already. Perhaps, she was looking forward to this location as well.

"Alright. I have to cultivate for a while. I'll call for you when I need you," nodded Ye Futian. The fate in his body took over once again. He wanted to familiarize himself with its power. He also wanted to stabilize his level of cultivation. After all, he had finally stepped into the peak of the Glory Plane. He could break into the Dharma Plane at any time.

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The happenings of Qianmeng City's Cang Mountain Relic spread to many. It was said that a mere Glory Plane cultivator was able to comprehend the true meanings of all four stone walls and was even able to us the will of the stone walls to fight after his enlightenment. He also took down multiple upper-level Dharma Plane cultivators in battle. Furthermore, female prodigy Yun Qianmo of Qianmeng City's Sword Clan had agreed to be his maid. When the news got out, other prodigies gained interest on the topic. The Yun Qianmo had actually become the maid of another person. And a Glory Plane cultivator at that. Countless people used this opportunity to mock the members of the Sword Clan. The Sword Clan members in Qianmeng City were embarrassed and helpless. Many of them tried to find out where Yun Qianmo had gone.

On this day, many people arrived outside the residence where Ye Futian and his friends were staying. A group of them were having an exchange with Yun Qianmo.

"Can I help you, Senior Brother Yang?" Yun Qianmo asked coldly. It seemed that she was speaking to a senior brother from the Sword Clan. He was another top disciple, prodigy Yang Ziqi.

"Didn't you know that your decision would affect the clan's reputation?" Yang Ziqi asked her.

"This is personal and has nothing to do with the clan," said Yun Qianmo.

"You're a member of the clan, of course it has to do with the clan! Gossip is a fearful thing. Don't you understand that?" Yang Ziqi was becoming angry.

"I don't care," she answered calmly.

"I care," he said.

"So what?" Yun Qianmo replied.

Just then, Ye Futian and others walked out from the residence.

"What's going on?" asked Ye Futian.

"It's nothing," Yun Qianmo answered. Yang Ziqi looked over at Ye Futian. His gaze was sharp and hints of sword intent flew towards Ye Futian.

"Is this him?" asked Yang Ziqi.

"It has nothing to do with you," Yun Qianmo's frown grew.

"His looks are not too shabby," Yang Ziqi sneered. Ye Futian's expression turned into a strange one. He knew that he was handsome, but to hear something of the sorts come from the lips of a man was just plain weird.

"So, that's why you're willing to be a maid, to be at his every beck and call?" Yang Ziqi asked with a look of disgust.

Naturally, Yun Qianmo understood what he was hinting at. Her expression turned ice cold and sword intent threatened to explode as it radiated from her.

Naturally, Yun Qianmo understood what he was hinting at. Her expression turned ice cold and sword intent threatened to explode as it radiated from her. noveltranslationweb.blogspot.com

Yang Ziqi's gave her a stern look before giving Ye Futian a once over. With a cold demeanor, he asked, "How does it feel having the female prodigy of the Sword Clan serving at your feet?"

"Leave," said Yun Qianmo.

"Are you protecting him already?" Yang Ziqi asked with a fierce look in his eyes. He glared at Ye Futian before saying, "I hope you can take it."

After these words, he turned to leave with a murderous look in his eyes.

He had pursued Yun Qianmo but was rejected. Now, she had become the maid of another man. It was not hard to take a guess as to how Yang Ziqi felt.

The people around watched with interest. They were all thinking, had Yun Qianmo "served" Ye Futian?

The Legend of Futian - Chapter 158: Fate Level

When Ye Futian heard the other's words, cold murderous intent flashed past his eyes. It seemed that Emperor Luo's desire to kill him was still as strong as before. He'd tried once at the Nandou Nation's Tingfeng Banquet. He had tested Emperor Ye's bottom line. If Emperor Ye hadn't done everything he could to protect Ye Futian, Emperor Luo probably would have acted.

These people before Ye Futian were strangers but wanted to kill him. It was obvious they were sent by Emperor Luo.

If that was the case, then…

"Yun Qianmo," Ye Futian called. Yun Qianmo was standing on a boulder not too far from Ye Futian. She faced the group charging at them, her sword intent growing. In a moment, a frightening sword intent loomed in the sky.

"Kill them all!" Ye Futian uttered but his fingers didn't stop strumming the instrument strings. While he played, the intent of the sword wall seemed to meld into his music. It rushed wildly into Yun Qianmo's mind, strengthening her sword intent.

A sword came down, obstructing all the charging people. Then Yun Qianmo flashed. Her clothing fluttered and she descended like a gust of wind.

The swords were like threads of rain, splashing at the others. The strong cultivator's expression changed slightly. He pushed his palms forward and a burst of terrifying fire swept through. A fire elemental dragon followed.

The swords came down like raining, piercing everything. They extinguished the fire and spell and went through the man's body. In a moment, blood flowed endlessly from the figure. His body shook violently and he looked down, discovering that his body was riddled with thousands of holes.

"No…" Terror rose and despair appeared in his eyes. Then he fell down from the sky.

This scene made the charging people halt, all looking up to the beautiful figure. Yun Qianmo didn't stop though. Her sword intent surged, filling the vast sky.

The threads of rain turned into strings. Yun Qianmo swung her sword again. Her movements were light and agile. Another strong cultivator was stabbed between his eyes.

Yun Qianmo was already in the Level eight Dharma Plane. Paired with the sword intent given by Ye Futian through the music and the sword technique she'd comprehended by herself, her abilities evolved. She was so much stronger than the pride of the Sword Clan from before. Thus, despite appearing weak, every move from her was fatal when she rushed into the crowd.

The prides of the Nandou Nation cast spells crazily to stop her but her sword was like rain. It covered the entire space and was both strong in attack and defense. No one would overcome her.

"Kill Ye Futian first." The expressions of all the Nandou people changed. They looked to Ye Futian. His music could strengthen Yun Qianmo.

Sorcerers skilled in wind spells rushed to Ye Futian. Yun Qianmo leapt and brought her sword down continuously but couldn't stop everyone. Two figures charged at Ye Futian.

He glanced at them and said indifferently, "Is it worth it to die for Luo?" As soon as he spoke, his fingers strummed the instrument strings. In an instant, the two enemies sank into the artistic conception of the music. Violent waves swept at them. Their faces turned aghast and they stumbled back. But at that instant, sword light seemed to come out of the words on the sword wall. It transformed into a tangible sword intent that burst from the stone. It cut through everything, sweeping at the two figures. Rain fell down. The two scrambled back but couldn't escape from the rain. When the raindrops fell onto them, they went through the body. The men dropped from the sky.

He's that powerful? Everyone looked at Ye Futian in shock. The power of the stone wall's intent was a known fact but they didn't expect Ye Futian to wield it so powerfully. It seemed that even if Yun Qianmo hadn't acted earlier, Liu Yuan still wouldn't be Ye Futian's match.

The Nandou people shook inwardly. They didn't know what had happened when they first arrived. After seeing Ye Futian, they immediately thought of Emperor Luo's words and wanted to kill him for the achievement. They didn't expect to be forced into this dead end.

"Let's go." The figures all retreated. They clearly understood the situation.

"Why leave after coming? Why don't you all stay?" As Ye Futian spoke, his sword intent grew stronger until it enveloped the entire Cang Mountain Relic. It crisscrossed and Yun Qianmo flashed continuously. The surrounding people kept seeing people drop down until everyone who went to kill Ye Futian had fallen.

The air was dead silent. Under Ye Futian and Yun Qianmo's cooperation, the dozens of strong cultivators in the Dharma Plane had all been killed. There were even those at the pinnacle of the Dharma Plane within them.

This was done by relying on the stone wall's intent but it was still terrifying. The others were thankful they didn't go against Ye Futian. Otherwise, it would be tragic.

At this time, Ye Futian's eyes fell upon someone in the distance—Xi Lou. He was the only one who didn't act so he was still alive.

"Why didn't you do anything?" Ye Futian asked.

Even when we're out of here, I promise I'll never work for Emperor Luo." Xi Lou didn't seem to answer the question but was speaking for survival.

"Okay. If I see you work for the Luo family in the future, I will take your life. Go now," Ye Futian said with a smile. Xi Lou retreated immediately; he didn't stop at all. He had a lower plane so he didn't try. He didn't expect this to save his life. Naturally, he could tell that either Ye Futian or Emperor Luo could kill each other so he knew what to say if he wanted to live.

After Xi Lou left, Yun Qianmo floated into the distance. Ye Futian looked at her and asked, "Did you comprehend everything?"

Yun Qianmo nodded lightly. Her gaze at Ye Futian was very calm—neither arrogant nor lowly. She had agreed to be Ye Futian's maid but this didn't mean she would be under him. Ye Futian had given her the stone wall's intent so she fulfilled her responsibility. When Ye Futian gave her an order, she acted without any hesitation.

"Good." Ye Futian stopped playing and the Guqin Spirit disappeared. "Let's return to the Qianmeng City," he said.

"Good." Ye Futian stopped playing and the Guqin Spirit disappeared. "Let's return to the Qianmeng City," he said.

Everyone had comprehended the Cang Mountain Relic and received some fate. It was meaningless to stay there.

Yun Qianmo stepped forward and quietly went behind Ye Futian as if she wanted to play the role of a maid well.

"Ruo Yu, what do you plan on doing?" Ye Futian asked with a smile.

"I plan on leaving the Ancient Barren World. I feel that I'm not suited for here," Ruo Yu replied, smiling. She had some feelings after experiencing all this.

"Okay. Let's meet again if we have the chance," Ye Futian said. Then his group climbed onto the Black Wind Eagle. Wind came and it flapped its wings, going forward at a much faster speed than before.

Seeing the figure in the air, Ruo Yu smiled and waved. This short experience was quite unforgettable. She didn't know if they would have the chance to meet again.

Beside her, the anger of Ruo Qiu, Wang Jue, and the others had faded. They felt numb inside. Earlier, Ye Futian and Yun Qianmo had worked together and killed so many Dharma cultivators in the snap of a finger. They were so shocked. The amazing figure that sat before the stone wall was so foreign. It seemed that he was born to look down from the top despite not being in a high plane.

The Black Wind Eagle rode the wind in the air.

"Aren't you afraid I'll turn back on you?" Yun Qianmo asked curiously, looking at Ye Futian from behind.

"You agreed to be my maid, sacrificing your reputation. If it's just for the Cang Mountain Relic, then do whatever you want," Ye Futian said to Yun Qianmo with a smile.

Yun Qianmo studied the handsome face and said, "I agreed but there are some things I won't do."

"Such as?" Ye Futian's expression grew strange as he looked at her.

"You know what I'm saying." Yun Qianmo looked away. "As for anything else, I'll do my best."

Ye Futian blinked. Glancing at Lin Yueyao, he muttered, "Do I seem like that kind of person?"

"Yes." Lin Yueyao smiled and nodded.

Ye Futian frowned. "Don't worry. You won't have the chance even if you want to," he muttered. "Oh, Yun Qianmo, what exactly is the noble fate?" Ye Futian's fate bloomed. It was dazzling and towered from miles high.

Yun Qianmo looked at it with shock. How did he receive so much fate so quickly? "Didn't Ruo Yu tell you?" she asked.

"She only told me how to receive the fate," Ye Futian answered.

Yun Qianmo nodded lightly. "When the fate becomes strong enough, it'll change in quality and become the noble fate with noble intent. This is the power belonging to those in the Noble Plane. Receiving the noble intent in the Dharma Plane means that you can at least be a Noble in the future. Therefore, the most powerful in the Eastern Barren Territory choose those who receive the noble fate in the lower Ancient Barren World as their disciples."

Those in the upper Ancient Barren World were already above the Arcana Plane and entered to break into the Noble Plane. They didn't have as much potential as those talents who could receive the noble will in the lower Ancient Barren World.

"The noble fate has different levels too. You probably felt that the intent from the stone walls can be at the noble level. Therefore, once you accumulate enough, it can transform into true noble will. This type of noble fate is a lower level."

Yun Qianmo continued, "Some even stronger geniuses can use the fate that they received to figure out the noble fate by themselves. For example, I'm a swordsman in training. I only perceive sword fate or use all fates to cultivate the sword intent until I create sword intent at the noble level. This is pure noble fate and is the middle level.

"Even more monstrous figures can perceive different types of noble will in the Dharma Plane. These terrifying people will have the upper level noble fate. If someone can have this fate, all the top forces will fight for him but this is too rare. I heard that even if someone like that exists, he'll be someone already trained by the top forces of the Eastern Barren Territory."

The Legend of Futian - Chapter 157: To Take Your Life

This guy… Everyone froze as they stared at Ye Futian. A Nine-star Glory Plane wanted Yun Qianmo to be his maid. This was too crazy. Even though Ye Futian had outstanding gifts, his level of cultivation was still too low. Plus, he was younger. It was too much for him to say such a thing. Despite what Yun Qianmo had previously said, she had merely offered the thought that he would be a friend of the Sword Clan and receive their protection if he was willing to teach a member of the call the sword technique from the stonewall. But Ye Futian? He jumped about a million steps ahead and asked their top disciple to be his maid.

Ruo Qiu, Wang Jue, and others of the Sword Clan looked at Ye Futian. Was this the same person who had traveled alongside them?

Yun Qianmo stared at Ye Futian. She was the female prodigy of the Sword Clan, no one had ever dared to disrespect her in such a way. He wanted her to be a maid! However, the handsome figure at the guqin acted as if it was a given. His innocent eyes smiled at her. Of course, Yun Qianmo could feel the arrogance in his eyes. Otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to make such a disrespectful, preposterous request. In his eyes, her identity as a female prodigy made her no different from a regular person. Was this the confidence he had in his own gifts?

Although the Cang Mountain Relic was only one of the relics in the Ancient Barren World, there was no one else in history who had been able to understand the artistic conception of all four walls in one day. He was even able to harmonize every image. From this, he definitely had the right to be arrogant.

Over the years, many prodigies from the Qianmeng area had stepped into Qianmeng City. They had all come to the Cang Mountain Relic in hopes of understanding the artistic conception of the stonewalls, but none of them had been able to do what Ye Futian had done today. Not only so, but he was able to use the sound of his guqin to teach the will of the walls to others. Even a nobody from the Sword Clan like Ruo Yu was able to cultivate the sword technique of the wall because of him. It was far better than Yun Qianmo, who tried so hard to comprehend. This meant that if Ye Futian was willing to help her, Yun Qianmo would be able to achieve so much more. She would reach a level incomparable by Ruo Yu. However, it was also impossible for her to sacrifice herself to become a maid just to learn the sword technique. But what if he would also teach her to understand the will of the other three walls as well? If that wasn't enough, then what about all the other things the other relics of the Ancient Barren World could bring her in the future?

Thinking of these things was the only way Yun Qianmo managed to keep calm in a situation where she should be angry. Her gaze shifted to the people behind Ye Futian. Their gifts may not compare to hers, they may also not be as capable, but with Ye Futian, she would be able to achieve everything they would. She may even acquire noble fate in the end.

"You really are out of line here," Liu Yuan said to Ye Futian. Ye Futian didn't think too much of it. After all, the person he made a request to was Yun Qianmo and not Liu Yuan.

In Liu Yuan's opinion, Yun Qianmo was a prodigy. She was beautiful and talented. So, Ye Futian's words were a joke.

"Don't worry, you won't get the chance to be my maid even if you wanted to. I won't be able to get used to it," Ye Futian replied to Liu Yuan with a smile. Females could be maids. What could males do?

Liu Yuan was dumbfounded by what he said. He snorted and looked to Yun Qianmo, "We should just team up and break the flow of his music then take him down. Isn't that much easier?"

"I will take your offer." Yun Qianmo had spoken. Immediately, everyone's attention shifted to her.

She actually said yes?

Has she gone mad? Female prodigy of the Qianmeng area's Sword Clan actually agreed to be someone else's maid? Moreover, this person was at a cultivation level too much lower than herself. A mere Glory Plane cultivator. This was definitely not something to be proud of. Especially for someone of Yun Qianmo's status.

Senior Sister Yun. Ruo Qiu, Yan Lu, and the others stared at her in shock. They were dazed by everything that just happened. In their hearts, Yun Qianmo was an existence they could not reach out to touch. Was she actually going to be a maid? And for someone they had previously not wanted to associate with—Ye Futian. This was truly a 180-degree change. They could not wrap their heads around this immediately. They could not understand.

Even Ye Futian was shocked. He was unfamiliar with the Ancient Barren World and indeed wanted a person to help guide him through, but he was just joking when he said what he did. He did not think that Yun Qianmo would actually agree to do it. He was completely taken by surprise. But to have a female prodigy as a maid should save him a lot of trouble. At the very least, he wouldn't have to have people roll their eyes at him in contempt when he tried to get information. The past experience with Ruo Qiu's group was not a happy one.

Ruo Yu was very kind, but she was also too weak. Plus, there were many things she could not decide for herself. To have Yun Qianmo serve as their guide would actually be quite fitting.

Ye Futian smiled and began to play his instrument. A wave of artistic conception accompanied the music as it crept into Yun Qianmo's mind. She could feel the force. She looked over at the sword wall immediately and in that split second, the words on the wall seemed to have transformed into words. They continuously flowed into her mind. In Yun Qianmo's mind, the sword technique had appeared.

"Such a strong artistic conception." Swords could be seen in her beautiful eyes. She was shocked. No wonder Ruo Yu was able to succeed in cultivation of this sword technique.

Liu Yuan's expression darkened. He had just offered to join hands with Yun Qianmo, but she turned around and agreed to Ye Futian's request. What's more, she was immediately able to be enlightened. What did that make him?

In mere moments, Yun Qianmo was taken over by fate. Sword will circled her petite body. She had a better understanding of the way of the sword to begin with, and was also of a higher cultivation level than Ruo Yu. With the help of Ye Futian's guqin, her road to enlightenment was naturally smooth.

"Try out your new skills on him," said Ye Futian. Yun Qianmo knew what he meant. She turned to Liu Yuan. The sword will was still flowing into her ears along with the music. A sword appeared in her hand and in the blink of an eye, sword will swept over the entire area around them.

At the sight of this, Liu Yuan turned green. The wind will he acquired through enlightenment released and a storm brewed around him. It formed into a destructive force of hurricane sorcery and rolled towards Yun Qianmo. She advanced toward him as endless amounts of sword intent collected around her. The sword flew out of her hand and the qi from it turned into a light rain, falling to the ground from the skies above. The hurricane storm was actually torn to pieces.

Liu Yuan seemed to have transformed into a roc, appearing in front of Yun Qianmo abruptly. He threw out a terrifying attack but it was stopped by an impenetrable force field created by the rain.

Liu Yuan replicated himself and the different images surrounded Yun Qianmo. He released a teleportation spell using the wind will, making the different versions of himself move around her even faster. This did not seem to have any effect on Yun Qianmo. She did not attack him. Instead, she waved her sword around and in combination with the incredible force of sword will, every drop of rain came down sharp, like a sword. Each drop contained the power of sword will.

The replicated images of Li Yuan danced around Yun Qianmo's body but could never find the right time to attack. Meanwhile, her sword will was getting stronger as the sword-like rain storm grew.

"Yun Qianmo, you're degrading yourself! Goodbye." Liu Yuan took the shape of a roc and turned to leave. The sword in Yun Qianmo's hand flew out after him. In an instant, the rain formed into a line. The gleam of a sword's blade shot towards Liu Yuan at a speed greater than his own.

WHOOSH! A low sound was heard. Liu Yuan's body was still advancing forward at an unbelievable speed. After he had gotten a decent distance away, he stopped in mid-air. He turned around with cold eyes and looked down on to a spot on his chest. There, he was pierced by the sword will. The blood gushed from his wound continuously. This was actually the result on a Yun Qianmo who was holding back. If she had attacked at full force, he would have been done with.

In a flash, Liu Yuan scurried away. His voice resonated through the air as he disappeared. "Until next time."

Seeing that her opponent had disappeared, she felt chills. Under the influence of the guqin, she had tested her newly acquired sword techniques perfectly. She had perfected the sword technique of the stonewall.

"Continue with the other two walls," said Ye Futian. Once again, he used the sound of his guqin to transmit the artistic conceptions of the stone walls into her mind. Yun Qianmo immediately looked over at another wall.

"Continue with the other two walls," said Ye Futian. Once again, he used the sound of his guqin to transmit the artistic conceptions of the stone walls into her mind. Yun Qianmo immediately looked over at another wall. noveltranslationweb.blogspot.com

Everyone around had their eyes fixated on her. When she had made her decision earlier, everyone was confused by her choice. But by the looks of the battle just now, they slowly began to understand why she agreed to Ye Futian's request.

Ye Futian could make her stronger.

In the pursuit of power, she decided to give up certain things. Things such as her pride as a prodigy. Although it was difficult, this was the choice she made. Also, Ye Futian did not let her down. That battle proved his worth.

Watching Yun Qianmo continue to her path to enlightenment with the two other walls, many people shared the same though. Is this really worth it?

Only time would tell.

Noticing that everyone around Ye Futian was working hard to comprehend the hidden messages the stonewalls through meditation, everyone else began to so as well. At this moment, they could faintly feel that the sound of the guqin was helpful to their comprehension of the walls. The music was gentle. As more people arrived at the Cang Mountain Relic, they were met with this strange scene. The atmosphere at this location was strange as well.

Just then, a group of people arrived loudly. The formation consisted of tens of people, all of high cultivation. These people had also come to see the Cang Mountain Relic. Immediately, they saw the figure seated on top of the tallest wall, playing on his guqin.

"Ye Futian?" A smile escaped on the face of the group leader. Their efforts had not been in vain. Let's see how he'll try to escape this time.

"Several other people from the Cangye Kingdom are here as well," chuckled another person. Ye Futian, Yu Sheng, and Ye Wuchen were the ones who ruined the Tingfeng Banquet's reputation. Now, they were all here. The Cangye Kingdom's number one beauty was here as well.

These newcomers were powerful cultivators of the Nandou Nation. They were also the Dharma Plan prodigies chosen from the second event held by Emperor Luo after the Tingfeng Banquet. Emperor Luo had spoken, whoever killed Ye Futian would receive a heavy reward upon their return to the Nandou Nation. This was an opportunity they could not miss out on.

The group headed upward. Ye Futian looked toward them and recognized some faces. Among the group was Xi Lou from the Nandou Nation's Tingfeng Banquet.

"What do you guys want?" chuckled Ye Futian.

"To take your life," someone said coldly. They charged forward suddenly, not wanting to give Ye Futian any opportunity to escape.

Around the stonewalls, everyone's attention was drawn to the Nandou group. They looked at the group with questioning eyes. It wasn't going to be easy to take Ye Futian's life at the Cang Mountain Relics!