Limitless - Chapter 131: Wrong Method

When news reached the Chu Clan, everyone panicked.

"What is going on?" When Chu Yu heard the news, he was extremely surprised.

These few days, he had already kept a very low profile.

He had stayed home to refine pills and cultivate. He did not even follow the conflicts happening outside.

"He claims that he is from the Rainfall Ancient Sect, he did not say anything else, only that Young Master Chu was to come out, kneel, and receive the edict. His attitude was a little arrogant..."

"Is he ill?" Chu Yu frowned.

At this point, a strong voice could be heard from afar.

"I am the administrator of the Rainfall Ancient Sect, Qin Ming. I am here to deliver an edict on behalf of the Rainfall Ancient Sect, Chu Yu of the Chu Clan, come out quickly to receive!"

Qin Ming?

This name caused Chu Yu to be stunned. He immediately thought to himself, Wasn’t this the guys who had a conflict with Song Hong?

The last he heard, Qin Ming had been confined in the clan. Clearly, he had strong backers to ensure his early release and promotion to administrator.

Chu Yu frowned and considered his options before deciding to go out and find out what was going on.

All along, the person who had a conflict with the Rainfall Ancient Sect was Song Hong, and Song Hong was gone.

Why were they looking for him?

And he had to kneel and receive the edict?

F*ck that kneeling!

Outside the Chu Clan/

In front of that warning sign, Qin Ming and eight others stood in a straight line.

They all frowned as they looked at the warning sign.

If not for the fact that they knew that the Chu Clan had powerful poison as protection, they would have ignored the warning and barged in.

They were just a small clan, what was there to be arrogant about?

But now, they did not have that courage.

However, with strong backers, Qin Ming looked extremely contented and courageous.

After Elder Yue’s death, his master had took over that position and become the spokesperson for the Rainfall Ancient Sect.

As such, the confinement of his disciple was also removed.

He even became the administrator for the Rainfall Ancient Sect’s societal department.

In the current era, the Rainfall Ancient Sect could be considered a large sect. To be the administrator of the Rainfall Ancient Sect’s societal department at such a young age was quite an achievement for Qin Ming.

Furthermore, his cultivation level had been rising recently, giving him additional confidence.

Qin Ming did not have much of an impression of Chu Yu. Even though he had heard Chu Yu being mentioned often, he did not care about an insignificant person like Chu Yu.

The only reason why he had noticed Chu Yu was because of the battle at the Heaven Lake.

That battle had shot Lin Shimeng to fame and stunned the world.

She had fought six people and inflicted serious injuries on six ancient sect disciples.

Chu Yu’s performance in that battle had also attracted a lot of attention.

As a disciple of an underworld clan, having not cultivated for 16 years, he had so easily sent a Xiantian cultivator like Chai Yue flying!

Some analysts were saying that Lin Shimeng had a part to play, else, how can a small martial artist like Chu Yu defeat a Xiantian cultivator like Chai Yue?

Even so, Chu Yu’s battle power was definitely not weak.

This point of view was shared by many.

Then, the Rainfall Ancient Sect’s leadership had noticed Chu Yu.

They knew that Chu Yu had no master, so they wanted to recruit Chu Yu as a disciple in the Rainfall Ancient Sect.

However, there was an objection immediately. Some had felt that making Chu Yu a Rainfall Ancient Sect disciple was being too good to him!

Especially since Chu Yu and Song Hong had some relationship before, and Song Hong was the mortal enemy of the Rainfall Ancient Sect!

As such, the proposal was scrapped then.

After that, the attack on the Chu Clan by the Three Leaves Sect showcased the Chu Clan’s, who had never used poison or had a poison master before this, ability to use poison.

The Rainfall Ancient Sect’s leadership could not resist it any longer. Chu Yu was no ordinary person, they knew that all the teachings of the superior pill masters were great!

They once again suspected that Song Hong may have passed the Crane Saint’s legacy to Chu Yu!

Or at least taught him a part of it!

Else, where did the Chu Clan get their hands on such terrifying poison?

After that came the Three Leaves Sect retreat. This had reinforced the idea to recruit Chu Yu in the minds of the Three Leaves Sect leadership.

There was something strange about the Chu Clan!

Chu Yu... was definitely hiding something!

However, how could they check it out without raising any attention, and make Chu Yu join the Rainfall Ancient Sect without alerting him... these questions troubled the leadership.

Initially, someone suggested cordially inviting Chu Yu over.

This was quickly objected as it would definitely raise Chu Yu’s alarms.

In order not to raise his alarm, they only had one method - Injure themselves to gain his confidence!

At last, the Rainfall Ancient Sect thought of Qin Ming, the disciple who had a conflict with Song Hong.

"Send him there, tell him to maintain the arrogance of a disciple of a large sect! Then, give him two King’s Realm elders as escorts, then this way...."

The one who gave this suggestion was none other that Qin Ming’s master!

He was Elder Li, the one who took over Elder Yue.

"This... would it work?" Some of them were doubtful.

"I know my disciple best. All you have to do is tell him to maintain the arrogance of a large sect’s disciple and he will be extremely arrogant! This kid is smart and talented, but extremely arrogant, we can use this incident to mould him."

Elder Li had put in a lot of effort for his disciple.

With King’s Realm elders as escorts, even if Chu Yu chose to attack, not much harm could be done.

Then, they could just symbolically teach Qin Ming a lesson. By hurting his ego a little, it would teach him not to be so arrogant next time.

Of course, if everything in this world went according to plan, accidents wouldn’t exist.

Qin Ming had already overdone the "arrogance of a large sect’s disciple".

The two King’s Realm elders wanted to restrain him, but they were afraid of spoiling the plan, so they held themselves back.

Qin Ming was extremely arrogant as he looked at Chu Yu condescendingly.

He said coldly, "Can I take it that you are slighting us?"

"Are you ill?" Chu Yu asked Qin Ming. His tone was caring, almost as if he was concerned about a friend.

Qin Ming was furious. He was never a steady person, and he did not remember his lessons.

Now that he was representing the entire Rainfall Ancient Sect, he felt that he was of extraordinary standing. How could he take such a statement from Chu Yu?

"Kiddo, do you think that you’re a big shot now just because you killed a Xiantian cultivator with the help of a woman?" Qin Ming laughed coldly, "You really don’t know better!"

"With the help of a lady?"

Chu Yu stiffened slightly as he looked at Qin Ming, "What business is it of yours?"

Qin Ming’s face flushed with anger and he bellowed, "You piece of trash..."

"Ahem..." One of the King’s Realm Rainfall Ancient Sect elders could not take it anymore and coughed lightly.

Qin Ming took a deep breath and laughed coldly, "Chu Yu of the Chu Clan, are you not going to kneel and receive the edict?"

"You’re the grandfather?" Chu Yu looked at him, his expression curious.

"What grandfather?" Qin Ming was confused.

One of the people to his side reminded, "Administrator Qin, he’s saying you’re a eunuch..."

"Eunuch? Eunuch!" Qin Ming raged on the spot and glared at Chu Yu, "Do you want to die?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand to slap Chu Yu’s face.

"Ahem..." The other King’s Realm cultivator sighed internally. He felt that it was about time he put Qin Ming in line.

Else. it was bound to result in a fight.

However, at this point, this King’s Realm cultivator suddenly felt a dangerous wave of energy and bellowed, "Stop..."

The other King’s Realm cultivator also released his suppressive aura in order to try to control the situation.

As for Qin Ming, his face was still ferocious, his arm raised to slap Chu Yu.

It was almost as if time stopped in this moment.

Chu Yu had attacked the moment Qin Ming had said what he did!

He was too fast!

Way faster than Qin Ming!

No one, other than the two King’s Realm cultivators, could see how Chu Yu had attacked.

They wanted to stop it, but they were too late.

Chu Yu’s body leapt into the air and kicked at Qin Ming’s face.

Boom!

This kick was really solid.

Qin Ming retreated a few steps on the spot, breaking a tree into half and fell to the ground.

Blood trickled out of his nose and mouth.

He was kicked unconscious by Chu Yu.

The Rainfall Ancient Sect Edict was also lying on the ground.

After Chu Yu had sent Qin Ming flying, he immediately returned to the Chu Clan safe zone.

Then he looked at the two King’s Realm cultivators and the remaining disciples of the Rainfall Ancient Sect. He said solemnly, his gaze icy, "I have no feud with the Rainfall Ancient Sect! This time... I am just teaching someone who doesn’t know courtesy a lesson. If you come here to find trouble again."

Chu Yu’s gaze scanned across the group, "I will kill all without mercy!"

Then, Chu Yu turned and left.

"Stop!" One of the King’s Realm cultivators bellowed, then when he remembered their motive, he smiled bitterly, "Young Master Chu, our apologies, Administrator Qin is immature, we hope that Young Master Chu doesn’t take it to heart, we mean no harm..."

Chu Yu stopped, without turning back, "His immaturity is his master’s problem. As for you all, your intentions, good or bad, are none of my business. I do not mind."

Then, he continued towards the Chu Clan.

The other King’s Realm cultivator wanted to barge in in order to stop Chu Yu.

Chu Yu said flatly, "Intruders shall care for their own safety. There are cameras everywhere, don’t blame me for not warning you."

Then, he turned and left.

"Young Master Chu, Young Master Chu..." This King’s Realm cultivator from the Rainfall Ancient Sect was getting impatient. He thought to himself, This isn’t right!

Were we too slow?

Definitely not!

Damn it, Qin Ming destroyed it all!

However, Qin Ming did not know what was happening, he still thought that he was loyally following the orders of the sect...

"Young Master Chu, it is like this, we heard that you are a talent, and the Rainfall Ancient Sect is in need of talents..." The other King’s Realm cultivator said slowly, choosing his words carefully.

"In need of talents? Is this how you come looking for talents? Furthermore, didn’t you all just open a cultivation school? I am just an ordinary person, I am not a talent."

Chu Yu, who had long disappeared, used the Voice Transmission Technique, "Don’t waste your time! Leave! You are not welcome here."

At this point, Qin Ming regained consciousness. He was angry and surprised, feeling extremely humiliated. He roared, "Chu Yu you little b*stard...

Before he could finish, the two King’s Realm cultivators raged and beat him up!

The Legend of Futian - Chapter 60: My Brother, My Shackle

The news that Ye Futian finally accepted Jing Yang's challenge soon spread around all the academy, causing a great sensation. People were now swarming toward the dorm where Ye Futian lived.

Several weeks before, when Ye Futian was first accepted to the School of Finance Star, Jing Yan issued him a letter formally challenging him, and Ye Futian rejected it with the excuse that "he did not have time", which made people confused. Jing Yang commented arrogantly on the response from Ye Futian, saying he was "just so-so". The whole story was rather dramatic.

One of them was the genius who just got admitted, and the other one was the top student from the School of Flirting Star. This challenge was really important to students in the School of Flirting Star, because they hungered for the revenge. Ye Futian's attitude truly made them upset. Now, Ye Futian was agitated, and agreed to fight.

There was already a large audience watching Ye Futian. He stood peacefully, with his hands in his pockets. He acted almost like a master in this school. Tang Wan was looking at him, and believed he was using this manner as a bluff.

Most students in the School of Flirting Star gradually arrived. They were all staring at Ye Futian with hatred. They believed Jing Yang would definitely win this fight, because he was the private disciple of someone powerful who ran this school.

There were also many students from the School of Finance Star. Some of them did not like Ye Futian much, but still, they hoped that Ye Futian would win. At least Ye Futian was attending the same school, so this fight was obviously about dignity. Mu Yunqing and Mu Yunni also came. They had been badly anticipating the fight, because there was finally someone able to get revenge for them.

Since Jing Yang was not studying in the same place with others, he arrived a little bit late. When he arrived, he was surrounded by students from the School of Flirting Star. They were loud and imposing.

The audience moved and formed a path for Jing Yang. The group with him also stopped, and let him enter the field where Ye Futian was waiting.

"Finally, you agree to fight, coward?" Jing Yang sneered at him. In fact, it was unexpected that Ye Futian accepted the challenge.

"Stop spouting nonsense. You have wasted so much of my time, so just shut up and prepare to get your *ss kicked." Ye Futian looked at Jing Yang for the very first time. Jing Yang was confused about his attitude, and wondered how crazy this boy was to say something like that.

The audience was also shocked. They could not understand this contempt from Ye Futian at all. Jing Yang was the superstar in the School of Flirting Star, the private disciple of someone truly powerful who ran the school. However, Ye Futian acted so arrogantly, as if it was a waste of his time to wait for Jing Yang.

People soon remembered his "no time for this" comment about challenge, and became speechless about this boy. They realized he had never taken this fight seriously from the beginning. People from the School of Flirting Star looked extremely embarrassed. Never had there been a student who disrespected their school in such a way.

Jing Yang sneered at Ye Futian, "You are the first guy I—"

Ye Futian did not let him finish. He initiated his attack, shooting his body at Jing Yang like a thunder. Jing Yang swallowed the second half of his sentence. He started driving the Spirit and Qi in the universe to react.

"Silk Imprisonment!" Jing Yang cast his spell. The gold-element power formed countless silk threads that flew towards Ye Futian. They were blocking the space around him, confining his movement.

"He is a genius, is he not?" People were in awed by Jing Yang. There are different levels of difficulty for spells, and Silk Imprisonment was definitely among the top level of all spells. It required extremely strong mental control to run thousands of silk threads at the same time. This spell was really mighty because it could confine the freedom of opponent, or directly kill him, depending on the will of the spell caster.

A pair of golden wings made of Spirit and Qi appeared on Ye Futian's back, and the wings were so sharp that they slashed the countless silk threads into pieces. The attack from Jing Yang was not effective at all facing the absolute power of Ye Futian.

Jing Yang was caught by surprise for a moment. He did not anticipate that Ye Futian could survive his previous attack. He changed his spell a little, and suddenly, all the silk threads straightened and rained down as needles. Ye Futian wrapped his wings around his body to protect himself from the needles, and charged at lightning speed at Jing Yang, leaving only his shadow behind.

The next moment, Jing Yang saw a fist coming at him. Instead of fancy techniques, it was just a simple punch.

Without any time for a reaction, Jing Yang's body fell to the ground, blood covering his face. He was the same plane as Ye Futian and the latter didn't want to waste his time.

However, he was finally forced to accept because so many students in the academy started considering him a coward. He had to fight for his own reputation.

This punch made the audience feel as if their hearts were shaking. It was truly nasty and rough.

Soon, all they witnessed as Ye Futian endlessly punched Jing Yang with his bare fists. Bang, bang, bang… With every sound of the solid punches, the audience was becoming more shocked by this fight.

"Satisfied?" Ye Futian said coldly.

People were totally speechless. Ye Futian asked Jing Yang if "he was ready to get his *ass kicked" before the fight, and now he was restating his point. What an arrogant attitude!

People were confused by how quickly and easily Jing Yang had been defeated. He was the private disciple of the School of the Flirting Star's supervisor, and had said that Ye Futian was "so-so" before the fight. However, he had been totally humiliated by this fight.

Just so-so? That was Jing Yang, not Ye Futian.

"Stop!" Students from the School of Flirting Star felt angry, and yelled at Ye Futian.

Ye Futian stood up and looked at those students. He laughed and said, "Is this what you were asking for?" He let go of Jing Yang and left. People even forgot to check on Jing Yang after he left. Ye Futian could feel hundreds of eyes following him. This feeling of being the center of attention gave him a weird feeling of pride.

"It's not my fault. They asked for it." It seemed that as long as Ye Futian was still a student of Donghai Academy, this humiliation of the School of Flirting Star would never be erased.

...…

Ye Futian's mind was eased slightly after he let out his rage on Jing Yang. Staying in the Lord Palace was a good life for him, but somehow he felt depressed, especially now that it was impossible to find some help for Hua Fengliu.

When he returned to the room, he noticed that there was one more person. Yu Sheng had lived with him for a long time. However, there was someone standing next to Yu Sheng in their room. Ye Futian was surprised when the he clearly saw the person. He kept blinking to make sure it was true.

It was a girl, about sixteen-years-old, standing next to Yu Sheng. She was petite and cute, with a gorgeous face. Ye Futian confirmed with a quick glance that this girl was definitely a sweetheart.

Yu Sheng and the girl noticed that Ye Futian was back. The girl looked at Ye Futian and started smiling. Yu Sheng opened his mouth, as if he was trying to explain.

"Keep going. Just ignore me." Ye Futian turned around.

"Wait," a soft voice said. Ye Futian stopped, and saw the girl smiling at him. When she was smiling, the beauty from her unique youthfulness was even more attractive.

"It's not what it looks like," Yu Sheng tried to explain.

Ye Futian laughed and asked, "What does it look like?"

"Uh..." Yu Sheng was silent, not sure what to say. He had always been awkward compared to Ye Futian. "Qingxuan came here for us," Yu Sheng said.

"Wow, you're using just her first name already. Sounds like there's been great progress between you guys, right?" Ye Futian was still making fun of him. Yu Sheng did not know how to respond at all.

"I told him to call me by my first name." The girl smiled and said, "I'm Yi Qingxuan, so just call me Qingxuan."

"Ye Futian." He also introduced himself.

"I know you." Yi Qingxuan nodded, "I was there watching your first fight with the School of Flirting Star. I saw every bit of the fight. You were so good."

"Yu Sheng is better." Ye Futian was still laughing. It was almost like he was trying to make Yu Sheng more embarrassed.

"You are both really good." She kept smiling.

"He's not only good. You know what? He's single and available too."

Yu Sheng wanted to run out the room.

Yi Qingxuan fluttered her beautiful lashes and smiled. "You guys are interesting. I guess I will see you next time."

She soon stood up and left. As she passed by Ye Futian, he whispered to her, "What do think about my buddy? Like him?"

Yi Qingxuan blushed and answered in lowered voice, "He's nice." Then she just ran out of the room.

Ye Futian started to laugh even harder. He looked at Yu Sheng with a wicked smile and asked, "Tell me, Yu Sheng, how far did you go with her when I was not here?"

Yu Sheng said, "She came to ask whether we would be willing to get tested and go to the upper level of cultivation in the School of Finance Star."

"She was sent here by the supervisor?" Ye Futian was curious.

"I guess so. I did not ask," Yu Sheng said.

"She must be someone special in this school. Not to mention, she is so beautiful and sweet. I think she's good for you. What do you think?" Ye Futian asked Yu Sheng.

"I have no idea what you are talking about." Yu Sheng was numb.

"Boy, she blushed when I asked her about you. I guess she's got a crush on you. Do you have the same feeling?" Ye Futian kept nagging him.

"My father told me to stay away from girls, you know that. He told me my lifelong task is to help you build your kingdom." Yu Sheng was serious.

Ye Futian had to stop joking when he realized Yu Sheng meant what he said. Then he started talking again, "Yu Sheng, I know my godfather has really high expectations for me, but I believe the future is still far away for us. Life is so long that neither you nor I knows where we will end up. I know he believes I was born to be the king, but there's a long journey ahead of us. So, I hope we can enjoy this journey together. We are brothers, not master and servant. The future belongs to both of us."

"It's his will that I should live for you. It's meant to be this way," Yu Sheng insisted.

"I told you, he's not here, so forget about what he said. My word is the law now." Ye Futian had suddenly started to yell. Yu Sheng was shocked seeing him angry. He lowered his head, but still looked stubborn.

The guilty look on Yu Sheng's face made Ye Futian somewhat regret yelling at him. He lowered his voice and said, "Yu Sheng, forget the shackles he has put on you. You should have your own life, a really happy one. If you do, I will also feel happy for you even you leave me alone someday."

Yu Sheng looked at Ye Futian, and found that he was smiling again. He almost cried, and swore to himself that he would never leave Ye Futian alone, ever.

The Legend of Futian - Chapter 59: I Will Be Waiting for Him Here

Ye Futian froze, conscious of the force of spiritual energy. Spiritual Energy was an invisible force. If a powerful cultivator in the Arcana Plane made a move with the energy, it was definitely possible for it to go unnoticed by others.

"That's enough. Go home," a low voice resonated in his mind. It was hard to tell who the voice belonged to, but it did not seem to mean any harm. The voice only wanted to persuade him to stop here.

In reality, Ye Futian had already announced his leave after defeating Xu Qing, but Zhou Mu stepped up, so he could only continue to fight. Hua Fengliu once lost to the Art Saint and even had his Life Spirit disabled. Then today, people insulted him. The Art Saint's disciple made the first move and went as far as destroying the guqin that Ye Futian played, he could not just walk away after defeat. How would that reflect on Hua Fengliu?

That was the reason for his attacks on Zhou Mu.

Just as Ye Futian was deep in thought, Zhou Mu had completed yet another drawing. This time, it was a large golden dragon, ferocious and arrogant. The Golden Dragon revolved around Zhou Mu's being, the energy from his Life Spirit rushed out in a crazed manner and descended on the dragon. It was as if a real dragon was present. Those that were shocked by Ye Futian were now in awe because of Zhou Mu. He was even more intimidating since he was going all in.

Ye Futian showed no expression. A wild force of Spiritual Qi gathered in his body and formed a golden roc. He flew into the sky and shined brighter than anything else. At this point, Ye Futian's only option was to fight until the end. However, he still appreciated the voice for warning him.

Zhou Mu and Ye Futian moved at the same time. The Golden Dragon and the Golden Roc were about to collide. The Spiritual Qi in the atmosphere went wild and the skies began to change color. High level cultivators at the venue joined hands to create a force field to block out the powerful energy given off by Ye Futian and Zhou Mu's attacks.

Just then, Ye Futian felt another force of spiritual energy invade his mind. This time, there were no warnings, but a direct attack. Ye Futian felt a stabbing pain, then his nerves began to grow numb, almost like he was about to lose all his senses. Just as he was approaching Zhou Mu, Ye Futian lost control of the flow of Spiritual Qi.

BOOM! A loud crash. Ye Futian had no idea where the attack came from, but after he was attacked, his own attack on Zhou Mu was weakened by a significant amount. The Golden Dragon imploded, Zhou Mu and Ye Futian retreated at the same time. All of these events happened in the span of minutes. When Ye Futian landed on the ground, he felt no anger, but smiled instead.

There were a lot of important people present at today's celebration. It was only natural that they could not put down their pride to intrude in a battle between two youngsters, but if they couldn't do it blatantly, they could do it in secret. Looks like the first voice that warned him knew that this would happen.

Who was it that warned him? And who was it that attacked him?

Obviously, Ye Futian was not dumb enough to reveal that he had been attacked. His attacker was most likely looking for an excuse to put him in his place. If he were to come out and accuse of the high authority figures, then they would have a legitimate reason to get rid of Ye Futian.

"Thank you for this experience." Ye Futian smiled. However, he was not looking at Zhou Mu when he said this, but to the group of VIPs. His attacker would understand what he meant.

"I have unwillingly disturbed your celebration, Lord Luo. I am grateful for your understanding. If you'll excuse me, I shall be on my way now." Ye Futian smiled as he bowed and turned to leave. He didn't not want to fight any longer. His attack had already resorted to this method. If Ye Futian did not stop the battle, he would only be at a disadvantage.

"The battle isn't over. Are you really leaving?" Zhou Mu shouted at Ye Futian's back. He seemed to have gained quite a bit of confidence.

"Zhou Mu, that's enough," said the Art Saint. Zhou Mu was stunned, but when he recovered, he spoke again, "If the opportunity ever comes again, we shall finish where we left off. At that time, I will be sure to give it my all."

"Sure. Today is Lord Luo's celebration, so I didn't want to cause too much of a ruckus. Therefore, I only used about fifty percent of my power. When we battle again, you'll see what I'm talking about," said Ye Futian as he continued on his way out of the palace.

His words piqued Zhou Mu's interest. Ye Futian was able to drive him to a breaking point, but now he said that he was only using half of his powers?

"Shameless!"

"Maniac." Everyone began voicing their opinions of Ye Futian. Somebody tried to brown-nose the Art Saint once again. "The Art Saint was nice enough to let him go without making him look bad after being defeated by Zhou Mu, how dare he say such ridiculous things? Absolutely preposterous!"

"That shameless b*stard." The insults continued around the venue.

"Zhou Mu's performance was fascinating! He is definitely fitting as your disciple, Brother Hua," complimented Lord Luo. Many people agreed with him, but the high-powered people present knew even though Zhou Mu was able to fend off Ye Futian's attack towards the end, there was no telling how things would have ended had they continued their battle. Plus, Zhou Mu was two levels above Ye Futian. His victory in this battle was nothing to brag about.

Xia Fan did not look too good. He realized that he never got to truly get to know Ye Futian. His extraordinary gifts would explain why Hua Fengliu was willing to take him in as a disciple and even went crazy to try to save him. Ye Futian had to be rid of as soon as possible. He could not be allowed to keep growing stronger.

At the party venue, besides the rivalry between the Art Saint and Ye Futian's master, the Guqin Devil, nobody had anything against Ye Futian himself. Even if they had been humiliated by him today, it could not be considered a bloody feud. Therefore, they had no need to be wary of Ye Futian. However, it was different for Xia Yan. If he allowed Ye Futian to keep getting stronger, Ye Futian would definitely try to kill him.

"I never expected Ye Futian to be able to withstand a battle with Zhou Mu. He is pretty gifted. No wonder the Guqin Devil took him as a disciple. When I was in the City of Qingzhou, I even saw him flirting with Hua Jieyu. The two of them seemed to have an extraordinary relationship. I'm afraid she has fallen victim to his lies. Ye Futian harbors bad intentions," said Xia Fan. His words drew everyone's attention. It was obvious that Xia Fan had something against Ye Futian.

"Hua Jieyu is the little princess of the Nandou family, and from what everyone said, has an excellent gift. Brother Nandou, you should keep an eye out," said Lord Luo. Nandou Wenshan looked at Lord Luo and said, "Thank you for your advice, but Hua Jieyu was in Qingzhou City cultivating under her father's guidance and Ye Futian is his disciple. It's only natural that they will be in good relations with one another. However, I will still remember to have a talk with her."

"I'm sure that you will come to your own conclusions," nodded Lord Luo. Beside him, the Art Saint was in deep thought. After a while, he spoke up, "Ye Futian did not come to convey his blessings. If my predictions are correct, he came because Lord Luo could heal Hua Fengliu's injury."

Lord Luo was stunned. "You're saying that he originally wanted to come and ask me to heal his master?"

"That's right," nodded the Art Saint. He thought back at home Ye Futian stood up to the people who insulted Hua Fengliu and could not help but say, "Hua Fengliu choose a good disciple."

The Art Saint personally complimented Ye Futian. Nobody knew what to say to that.

"Zhou Mu, head to Donghai Academy's School of the Emperor Star tomorrow," the Art Daint said suddenly. His voice was calm, as if he knew that just one word could get Zhou Mu into the school without testing. In addition, none of the high-powered authorities thought that this was strange. On the contrary, it seemed like such a normal thing. Even the elder from the Emperor Star school did not seem to have a problem with this. Ye Futian would have never seen this coming.

"Okay," Zhou Mu nodded. Hua Jieyu of the Nanou family was also in the Emperor Star school. Also, Ye Futian attended Donghai Academy as well.

"A big congratulation to the School of the Emperor Star for gaining yet another spectacular student." Lord Luo smiled at the elder.

Lin Xiyue observed everything in silence. Ye Futian's handsome figure appeared in her mind. That reckless fellow had no idea of the relationship between the Emperor Star school, the Art Saint, and Lord Luo. It was a good thing that he was clever. Although he was reckless, he was also careful. He did not do or say anything that could be used to threaten him in the future. Although a public setting such as this could not be considered dangerous, it seemed like Ye Futian had already made some enemies.

The celebration continued but could not return to the atmosphere at the beginning of the event. Lord Luo was supposed to be the only star of the night. However, his spotlight was stolen by Ye Futian.

At this moment, Ye Futian was headed back to Donghai Academy mounted on the black wind eagle. The wind blowing on him cleared his mind as well. He knew clearly that his actions today were reckless, but he could not bear to watch as the Art Saint received everyone's respect, and his disciple flooded with compliments, while Hua Fengliu was disabled and insulted to make the Art Saint look better.

"I'm afraid I've offended some people today," Ye Futian muttered. He must be careful from now on. Especially around Xia Fan. Ye Futian knew that after the battle, Xia Fan was definitely going to try to kill him. As for the others, they may worry about their reputation and therefore not be able to take care of Ye Futian personally, but that did not mean they wouldn't try to operate in the shadows. This point was evident when he was attacked during the battle against Zhou Mu.

The person who attacked me is either the Art Saint or Lord Luo, Ye Futian thought to himself. They were both sorcerers of the Spirit Element.

And the person who gave me that warning was most likely the elder from the School of the Emperor Star, Ye Futian analyzed. noveltranslationweb.blogspot.com

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When Ye Futian got back to Donghai Academy, many people stared at him. He was becoming more and more well-known around campus. However, Ye Futian paid them no attention and continued on his way. It was then that several people came up and blocked his path.

"Ye Futian," said the leader of the pack.

"Yes?" Ye Futian had never seen this person before.

"Jing Yang of the School of the Flirting Star wishes to challenge you. Why do you keep avoiding it?" asked the person.

Ye Futian looked at the person in front of him and thought of how stupid this was. He did not want to acknowledge them and so, he chose to escape from the side.

"When you said you didn't have time, it was just a poor excuse, wasn't it? You only got accepted into the School of the Finance Star because you defeated students from our school. Are you scared now that you got into the academy? Is this who you really are? Don't you think you're disgracing your school?" the person continued to pester Ye Futian.

There were many onlookers at this point. Ye Futian stopped in place. With his back still facing the students of the Flirting Star school, he said, "I'm not in a good mood right now, so you better shut up and stop trying to pick a fight with me, or else you'll regret it."

Finishing what he had to said, Ye Futian was ready to walk away again, but the person would not take no for an answer. He laughed and said, "You're really opening my eyes to something new. I've never met a person who can be so thick-skinned after being too chicken to battle."

The foot that Ye Futian picked up to leave was placed on the ground once again. Everyone watched as he turned around with a bright big smile and said, "Tell Jing Yang, I will be waiting for him here."

The Legend of Futian - Chapter 58: I’m a Mage, But Also a Warrior

As soon as Ye Futian stopped talking, the people in the banquet room stopped smiling. Moments before, Zhou Mu, the disciple of the Art Saint, had accepted Ye Futian's challenge and even broke his guqin. People were about to latch onto this chance and chastise Ye Futian in order to retrieve their dignity. However, even before they began, Ye Futian shocked them again with his overbearing statement.

Musical sorcery was his worst talent?

They had seen many people who were reluctant to admit defeat, but they now considered Ye Futian even worse, almost shameless.

Ye Futian defeated two young geniuses with music spells, and successfully intimidated a lot of others. However, now he claimed that musical sorcery was his weakest skill. He was intentionally humiliating the young men at the banquet, suggesting that they were too lame to even compete with his worst skill. It almost seemed that he forgot the fact that his guqin had been broken within a second.

The big chiefs in the room did not believe him either. He acted like his defeat had not happened.

This was intolerable.

"Your instrument has been broken. How dare you keep talking like this! Show me what you got without your guqin, now." Xu Qing was still mad that he did not get to beat up Ye Futian. He was a Four-star Glory Plane mage with double-element talent, but he did not even get the chance to fight. This was something he felt very angry about.

"You are not good enough for me," Ye Futian said peacefully while walking toward Zhou Mu but Xu Qing was not done. He stood up from his seat, and the Spiritual Qi around his body started to gather in a frenzy.

Ye Futian stopped walking, and gave Xu Qing a glance. He noticed that thunder bolts clashed around Xu Qing, and rage was burning in his eyes. Xu Qing believed his previous defeat only happened because his spell channeling had been interfered with by the music spell. Otherwise, Ye Futian would have been doomed.

"Thunder spell, the Thunder Vortex." All the thunderbolts converged over his body, and Xu Qing almost looked like Thor's incarnate. Piercing lights were centered in his palm, and its power would be tremendous.

Ye Futian was forced to act. He also reached out his hands, and suddenly, there were also thunderbolts converging into his palm. Soon, there was a whirl of thunder that formed a sphere in his right hand.

"I can do that too." Ye Futian sounded peaceful. People were so shocked that two boys were channeling the same spell. Even though Ye Futian was in the lower plane, the thunder bolts in his palm were actually more converged than those Xu Qing's palm. It actually indicated that Ye Futian possessed a higher level of control over this spell than Xu Qing did.

Xu Qing was extremely embarrassed. It was considered an utter humiliation to counter the attack of one's opponent with the same spell.

"Charge!" The vortex was casted. The thunderbolts were so fast that they would pierce through Ye Futian's body in a second. Xu Qing did not stop there. He started converging the fire element to initiate the following spell. As a double-element mage, he was good at spell combos.

However, Ye Futian easily dodged the thunder vortex. He started charging toward Xu Qing, carrying his own thunder vortex in his palm. This spell was supposed to be a ranged attack, but Ye Futian transformed it into melee range. Ye Futian almost teleported across the space between them, and he appeared right in front of Xu Qing without leaving him any time to react. Xu Qing's body was frozen.

Ye Futian was looking at Xu Qing directly in the eye. His palm was so close to his body that Xu Qing was just several centimeters away from death. He realized that Ye Futian was showering him with mercy.

"Are we done?" Ye Futian dispelled his attack, then turned around and kept walking to Zhou Mu, leaving Xu Qing behind him, dumbfounded. He walked and talked in such a peaceful manner that people even somehow started to respect him.

He defeated Xu Qing, a powerful mage, with the exact same spell. How incredible was that? Was it true that musical sorcery was his weakest ability? As a disciple of the Qin Devil, was he still hiding more unknown power from everybody?

Ye Futian stopped in front of Zhou Mu. He laughed and challenged Zhou Mu, "Ye Futian, Three-star Glory Plane. Please show me your ways."

People knew he was doing this intentionally. They already knew his plane. He made this introduction only to agitate Zhou Mu.

Zhou Mu ignored this provocation. The Spirit and Qi started converging in his body. He drew something in the air with his hand, and people noticed it was a sharp sword. The sword was made of gold-element Qi in the universe.

"Zhou Mu is serious." The audience was curious about how Ye Futian would finally be defeated by a real genius.

Zhou Mu suddenly launched his attack. The sword aimed right at Ye Futian's throat, and it was flying really fast. Ye Futian also made a quick reaction. He leaned to his left, and the sword missed him by such a narrow margin that it actually cut off several of his hairs.

"What?" Ye Futian sensed danger coming from behind. After missing the first strike, the sword turned around and flew back at him. However, meanwhile, another sword was approaching from the opposite direction. With a single stroke, swords were created endlessly.

"Controlling the swords with mental power?" Ye Futian was shocked at this ability. Invoker and musical sorcerer had the similar abilities in mental control.

Ye Futian summoned a terrifying gold-element storm around his body to protect himself. The barrier was a dark gold, almost like a solid armor. When the swords connected with the barrier, rather than breaking through, they were absorbed by the armor.

Since Zhou Mu was summoning hundreds of swords, each individual sword did not contain power strong enough to break through the barrier. But the quantity was just so immense. The swords Zhou Mu summoned were arranged into rows. Hundreds of swords hung all around the barrier Ye Futian summoned, not attacking. Zhou Mu was obviously looking for a weak spot to concentrate his attack. Meanwhile, he kept summoning more and more swords into the fight.

Ye Futian believed he must act now to grab the upperhand. He suddenly came out of the barrier and appeared before Zhou Mu with wind-element power. He realized that as the disciple of the Art Saint, Zhou Mu was a perfect invoker. However, he seemed to be really weak at martial arts. Melee ranged attack might provide a good opportunity for Ye Futian.

Countless swords suddenly started moving and chasing after him again. Several of them were deployed around Zhou Mu's body as defense mechanism. They were forming an array to intercept Ye Futian. However, Ye Futian slid through the defense, and kept approaching Zhou Mu.

Zhou Mu also knew melee range was his weak spot. He initiated a wind-element spell to drive his body away from Ye Futian. The array of swords moved with him. As Ye Futian approached, the swords kept attacking him continuously. Zhou Mu was trying to block every possible route for Ye Futian.

Ye Futian finally became impatient. He stopped dodging, and formed the golden armor around his body again. With the swords continuously crushing the armor, cracks started to show, and the armor finally shattered into pieces. However, a pair of wings appeared on his back. The golden wings covered his body from the swords, and he almost reached the melee range of Zhou Mu.

Meanwhile, Zhou Mu had also finished his final summoning. He summoned a Demon Lion with wings on its back. In fact, people had never seen a Demon Lion like this. This monster was only made real because Zhou Mu was such a powerful invoker that he was able to inject his creation into form without being limited by reality.

The Demon Lion pounced on Ye Futian. People were shocked at how Zhou Mu kept summoning different forms of monsters by drawing. His incomparable mental power made it possible for a sorcerer to block a warrior outside his melee range.

When the Demon Lion almost reached his body, Ye Futian finally released his natal spirit—the Divine Roc. He decided not to hide this ability anymore because he had already released the roc in Donghai Academy.

"A Mandate Sorcerer." People were surprised and awed.

The Divine Roc was made of wind and gold element powers. However, Ye Futian was also a musical sorcerer. People were curious where that power of mental control came from. It obviously did not belong to the Divine Roc.

A gold and gray storm consisting of both gold and wind elements converged around his body. Soon, he jumped into the air, and the speed he showed obviously came from the wind-element spell.

Ye Futian became the incarnate of Divine Roc himself. The Divine Roc crashed with the Demon Lion in the air, and it generated a strong shock wave, knocking over many desks.

While people opened their eyes again after the shock wave, they noticed that the Demon Lion failed. The momentum of Divine Roc tore the lion into pieces of Spirit and Qi, which soon disappeared in the space.

The audience lost any previous estimation of how powerful Ye Futian was supposed to be. He was a musical sorcerer, a multi-element, a Mandate Sorcerer, and a warrior. He even had such a powerful natal spirit. It seemed as if he had no weak spots at all. No wonder he said musical sorcery was his weak link.

He had not been lying.

Lin Xiyue was astonished. She never imagined that the pretty boy she met would soon unveil his disguise and show how powerful he was.

Nandou Wenshan felt a little bit frustrated. Now it was apparent that the disciple of the Qin Devil was more talented than the disciple of the Art Saint. The only reason Zhou Mu did not lose the fight in an embarrassing way was because he was still in the higher plane.

"That's all you got? You are in the higher plane than I am." Ye Futian laughed at Zhou Mu. Zhou Mu was seriously pissed off, and decided to release his own natal spirit. The natal spirit was a shadow with the eyes of Satan. Evil mental power was permeating around Zhou Mu.

Ye Futian recognized this natal spirit. It was a mind controlling natal spirit, and Ye Futian believed there was quite a lot of similarities between this one and the Eyes of Storm he possessed.

Ye Futian was about to turn to the audience and announce that the fight was over. However, he suddenly perceived Zhou Mu's natal spirit. But it was too late. The mental power pierced into his mind, and somehow started warning him.

The Legend of Futian - Chapter 57: The Battle of the Disciples

Ye Futian's words acted as a slap to the face. The people who had previously insulted Hua Fengliu were now fuming, their expressions dark.

It was a palace celebration and the Art Saint was present. They had simply wanted to get on his good side by badmouthing his rival. They had never expected for the Qin Devil's exceptionally gifted disciple to appear with a challenge.

The young man sitting behind the qin had clean, carefree eyes.

Yun Rou and the other dancers stared at his back with infatuation. It turned out that the young qin player was capable of shining so bright. noveltranslationweb.blogspot.com

Lin Xiyue and Xiao He could also feel Ye Futian's excellence. They were acquainted with the young man he had just defeated. The young man's skills were not lacking at all, but he was still defeated instantly by Ye Futian's musical spells. It was easy to see just how powerful Ye Futian was. Lin Xiyue thought, if it had been her up against him, the results would probably be the same.

The venue fell into silence once again. Even though it was a simple challenge and did not seem to symbolize anything, the other youths knew better than to step up on a whim.

Musical Spells attacked the spirit and were extremely forceful. The young swordsman Ye Futian had just defeated was also a three-starred Glory Plane sorcerer, so his spirit was pretty strong, but he was injured by Ye Futian's musical spell even though he had yet to put in full force. This meant that any martial or divination art cultivators below the three-starred Glory Plane should not even think about going up against Ye Futian. If your spirit was not strong enough, you would be immediately defeated by his musical spells.

"It seems like the Qin Devil has a successor. Who else is willing to give it a go?" asked Lord Luo. His tone was still calm, but in his heart, he was very unhappy. Today was his birthday celebration, but his spotlight had been stolen by the Qin Devil's disciple. If Ye Futian had been the disciple of a friend, it would have been better, but he was the disciple of the Qin Devil. Since Lord Luo was good friends with the Art Saint, it was only natural that he did not like Hua Fengliu very much. Plus, what Ye Futian said before had offended many people, and all of these people were his guests.

However, Ye Futian had been frank about his intentions from the beginning, which made it hard to pick any problems with him. After all, the group of elders could not blatantly pick on a youngster. Therefore, the best solution was to have Ye Futian be defeated by one of the young people present.

"I'll go," someone uttered. From the crowd, an excited young man dressed in extravagant golden clothing came forth. His aura was remarkable.

"That's Xu Qing. He's a Thunder and Fire bi-elemental sorcerer in the four-starred Glory Plane," said someone in the crowd. Everyone looked at him with anticipation, especially the youngsters from the Luo Palace. The spirit of four-starred Glory Plane cultivators was slightly stronger and should be able to withstand Ye Futian's musical attacks. As long as the musical spells had no effect, Ye Futian was defeated.

"Xu Qing, four-starred Glory Plane sorcerer," Xu Qing introduced himself to Ye Futian.

"Please," answered Ye Futian, not losing his patience. As he invited Xu Qing onto the makeshift battlefield, Ye Futian lowered his head and his fingers began to stroke the chords once again, blocking out everyone else in his surroundings.

The people frowned as they listened to him play. This time around, his music lacked the feeling from before. The notes seemed to be random, unable to form into a distinguishable piece.

"The Demon Flurry," a look of recognition was on the Art Saint's face. He was old rivals with Hua Fengliu and was therefore familiar with his attack pieces. The piece that Ye Futian played before was the Cangshan Dragon Chant, and this was the Demon Flurry. What seemed to be a disorganized piece was actually very powerful to deal with.

Thunder and Fire Elemental Spiritual Qi erupted from Xu Qing and it flowed around him as it harmonized with his spirit.

The notes of Ye Futian's qin continued to enter his ears. Xu Qing grew increasingly agitated. He was unable to focus his spirit and he felt himself lose control of the Spiritual Qi as he attempted to gather it for a spell.

In sorcery, it was essential for one's spirit to accurately and efficiently gather Spiritual Qi, or else the spells would never succeed. The crowd began to take notice of the strange scene. Xu Qing continued to gather large amounts of Spiritual Qi but had yet to be able to form a spell. The Spirital Qi continued to revolve around Xu Qing in a violent manner.

"What's happening?" The people were curious. Ye Futian's musical spell seemed to only be affecting one person. The invisible sound waves were all focused in Xu Qing's direction. The onlookers could only hear random chords being played, but Xu Qing was able to hear the spirit-attacking piece of the Demon Flurry clearly.

Xu Qing remained in one spot. He looked terrible as the sweat ran down his face. Something was wrong with the atmosphere around him. The Demon Flurry did not attack directly, as the Cangchan Dragon Chant did. Instead, it obstructed the release of the subject's sorcery. This piece was a sorcerer's kryptonite.

As Ye Futian continued to played, it became increasingly difficult for Xu Qing to focus his spirit. His will was weakening. This battle took such a large toll on him, like nothing he had ever experienced before, but at the same time, this was his first time going against a musical sorcerer.

"The results are clear. That's enough," said the Art Saint. His calm voice managed to carry great force, interrupting the music once again.

Ye Futian took his hands off the qin, looking as calm as ever. It was as if he had just played any ol' piece. On the other hand, Xu Qing, who was still standing, looked as pale as a ghost. His body was shaking lightly, and he glared at Ye Futian with burning rage. Xu Qing had never been so humiliated before.

Was that really a battle? From beginning to end, Xu Qing did not get a single opportunity to make his move. He was trapped by the music. If they had continued, his spirit would have been depleted.

The Art Saint looked at Ye Futian. Hua Fengliu did not come back to Donghai City with his disciple as retirement plan.

"Step down," ordered Lord Luo when he saw that Xu Qing had no intention of moving from his position. Xu Qing was unwilling, but because Lord Luo said so, he backed down. His legs shook weakly beneath him as he walked away. He began to wonder, what would have happened if he gave up on gathering Spiritual Qi for a spell and chose to attack at close-range instead? Xu Qing regretted not trying.

Ye Futian remained seated and only stood when no one else came forward. To Lord Luo he said, "My deepest apologies for interrupting your birthday celebration. I only wished to punish these people for their disrespectful words towards my master. I will excuse myself now."

"You already started your tantrum. Do you think you can just leave like this?" someone voiced coldly. Everyone turned their attention to the young man beside the Art Saint. Zhou Mu was shooting daggers at Ye Futian with his eyes.

The Art Saint disabled the Qin Devil years ago. Now, were their disciples going to recreate history?

The youngsters in the crowd were excited. Only Zhou Mu could avenge them now. Ye Futian's musical sorcery was able to restrain both martial and divination art cultivators.

"You want to duel?" asked Ye Futian.

"Zhou Mu, five-starred Glory Plane. I'm on a higher level than you and initially had no plans of challenging you, but seeing how arrogant you are, I can only step up to the plate. Don't say that I'm bullying you," warned Zhou Mu. Then he stepped up and stood opposite of Ye Futian.

Everyone had their eyes glued on the two young men. They sneered at Ye Futian. If they had simply let him go, not only the people who badmouthed Hua Fengliu, but all the youngsters present as well, would have felt utterly humiliated. Now that Zhou Mu was going to make his move, the results were set.

Lin Xiyue was also looking at the two young men. Ye Futian's performance was very surprising, but his opponent this time was Zhou Mu. She really hoped that he would reject the challenge. Zhou Mu was at a higher level than Ye Futian and so, it would not be embarrassing for him to reject.

"Then, let's fight!" Just as Lin Xiyue was thinking, Ye Futian had already spoken. He returned to his seat once more. Hua Fengliu had his powers disabled by the Art Saint all those years ago, but Ye Futian was still not powerful enough to get revenge. However, fighting the Art Saint's disciple was something he could manage.

Ye Futian sat down and the music started again. Zhou Mu bent down on the ground and drew with his hands. Spiritual Qi gathered at his fingertips and was released to form a picture. It was a life-like goshawk. He heard the notes that Ye Futian played but remained unaffected because he was a powerful five-starred Glory Plane cultivator. His spirit was strong and therefore unaffected. Xu Qing continued to draw. Not long after, he completed the goshawk and it soared through the sky and headed to attack Ye Futian.

Bystanders were shocked, Xu Qing's skills as a conjurer were too powerful.

The pace at which Ye Futian played sped up. His fingers flew rapidly across the instruments, every note attacked the goshawk. This caused the goshawk's body to break down piece by piece, but because it felt no pain, the goshawk did not halt its attacks on Ye Futian. After a while, only half of the goshawk's body was left, but it still descended with talons ready to attack Ye Futian.

Ye Futian continued to stroke at the chords and finally, the goshawk's body broke apart completely. Simultaneously, Ye Futian's qin broke apart as well. A gust of wind swept past. Ye Futian's clothes and hair danced in the wind.

"Vulnerable." The people were stunned by what happened and began commenting on Ye Futian's defeat. Zhou Mu was powerful indeed. Ye Futian was defeated as soon as he stepped in.

Ye Futian was a musical sorcerer. How was he going to battle without a qin?

Lin Xiyue sighed. Ye Futian was strong, but his opponent was the Art Saint's genius disciple.

However, Ye Futian was unfazed. He had a silent epiphany. He finally understood why Hua Fengliu lost to the Art Saint. The creature created by Zhou Mu was unaffected by the sounds of the qin. After receiving multiple blows to its body, it continued to attack. It was all because it was lifeless, only controlled by the conjurer. Musical spells were able to restrained ordinary martial and divination art cultivators but were restrained by conjurers.

It was also because of this that one blow from Zhou Mu, who was two levels higher than himself, destroyed his qin.

"Is this all you've got?" Zhou Mu was throwing Ye Futian's words back at him. Zhou Mu stood in place with great pride.

"Although I have Master's guidance, I lack the gift and am still unable to learn the main points of musical sorcery," said Ye Futian. "And that's why musical sorcery is only my weakest link."

Library of Heaven's Path - Chapter 114: Convergence of Ten Thousand Tributaries

"What? Cheng Jiang, is what he said true? I demonstrated the skill to you out of kindness, and you secretly picked up my Frost Threaded Hands?"

"Dammit, no wonder I wasn't able to find you for a long time after the banquet started. Confess, when did you sneak into my study?"

"Cheng Jiang, we are fellow apothecaries. If you wish to learn my forging technique, you could have asked me sincerely for it and I might have taught it to you. Yet you chose to entice my apprentice with benefits to obtain my Hundred Intertwining Method. Aren't you being too underhanded!"

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A pill forging technique was similar to a fighter's battle techniques. Most of them were exclusive to a certain clan or sect and mustn't be taught to outsiders lightly.

This Cheng Jiang actually secretly learned the forging techniques of other apothecaries without their permission, even resorting to stealing to obtain them. Upon hearing Zhang Xuan's words, the entire room burst into outrage.

Everyone here was a member of the Apothecary Guild and they often exchanged knowledge on the art of pill forging. If he was truly interested in learning their pill forging method, he could indicate his interest, conduct a ceremony to acknowledge the other party as his mentor, and learn their skills. Then their relationship could be annulled and they would still be friends!

However, secretly learning in this manner was akin to a fighter stealing the battle techniques of other experts. It was a huge taboo that one should never commit.

"Everyone, don't listen to his nonsense…"

Sensing the heated atmosphere, anger and fear flashed across Cheng Jiang's face as he hurriedly tried to absolve himself from the accusations.

"I'm spouting nonsense?"

Zhang Xuan walked forward. The corners of his lips crept upwards. "Just now, to forge Juxi Pill, Apothecary Cheng took a total of 23 medicinal herbs. I shouldn't be mistaken on this aspect!"

"You're right!"

All certified apothecaries were aware of the medicinal herbs required to forge Juxi Pill. This wasn't a secret, thus there was no need to deny it.

"When you mixed White Lotus Grass, Wisteria Root, and Golden River Flower together, your pinky was angled backward whereas the tip was bent forward, as though picking a flower. If I'm not wrong, this method is referenced from Apothecary Bai Ming's 【Illusory Silk Hands】!"

"Afterwards, when you extracted the Green Sun Essence, your five fingers opened wide with which you gently stroked the herb, as though extracting frigid air from ice, not daring to exert too much strength. This should be referenced from Apothecary Lin Mu's 【Frost Threaded Hands】!"

"Then, when you added Purple Osmund Grass and White Mane Flower in, to prevent the properties of the two from clashing with one another, you specially circled them twice around the cauldron before throwing them in. Through doing so, not only would the medicinal properties of both be better utilized, they would only lose their violent nature. As such, their properties would not clash with one another. Apothecary Jin Chen's 【Golden Spring Fleeting Cloud Dexterity】 seems identical to this move of yours!"

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"After that, when the pill was forged, in order to prevent it from coming into contact with the searing cauldron, you used zhenqi to produce a unique air net with your hands. Even though your movements are inconspicuous, if someone watches closely, they are still recognizable. Apothecary Du Man, isn't that similar to your 【Hundred Intertwining Method】?"

Zhang Xuan didn't allow the other party to refute his words at all, dumping it all out en masse. At this point, he paused for a moment as he smiled brightly. "If… Apothecary Cheng thinks what that I just said is nonsense and that I made it all up, the Record Crystal has been recording the entire procedure and we can look through it anytime. Everyone can bear testimony to whether the words I've been saying are nonsense!"

"You…"

Cheng Jiang face paled and his entire body trembled uncontrollably.

He knew that what the other party said was completely true!

Apothecaries had their own schools and inheritances. In order to improve swiftly, he went around stealing other people's techniques. He thought that he had done it very secretly… How did this fellow know?

Furthermore, down to the very details?

In an instant, he felt like he was standing nude before everyone else. A deep feeling of fear rose from the depths of his heart.

"What? Do you still think I'm spouting nonsense?" Ignoring the other party whose face had paled to the extreme at this moment, Zhang Xuan stepped forward. "If you think there's any mistake in what I've said… is this forging technique that you 'self-created' through merging everyone's forging techniques called 【Convergence of Ten Thousand Tributaries】?"

"You're a demon…"

Apothecary Cheng Jiang staggered and fell to the floor.

The name he had come up with for this forging technique was indeed 【Convergence of Ten Thousand Tributaries】!

It was a name he had come up with a few days ago and he had yet to tell anyone about it. In fact, not even his apprentices knew of it, so why… does the other party know the name?

To be able to see through everything down to the very details such that him stealing the other people's forging technique was unable to escape his eyes…. Was this fellow a demon?

'How can this be…'

Apothecary Cheng Jiang was terrified.

"Convergence of Ten Thousand Tributaries—you utilized all of the different techniques to forge that river of yours. How arrogant! It sure is an incredible forging technique!"

"To steal our forging techniques, integrate them together as one and claim that you have created a new forging technique. Cheng Jiang, you sure are capable!"

"To think that I've regarded you as my brother and my best buddy, yet you chose to do this to me. Fine!"

"From now on, our relationship is severed!"

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Upon seeing the expression on Cheng Jiang's face and recalling the movements he made while forging the pill recently, they would truly be fools if they were still unable to understand the situation.

The faces of the apothecaries here turned red in fury. Their wrathful eyes fixated on Cheng Jiang.

They weren't exceptionally skilled apothecaries and their forging techniques were not really secrets that must not be leaked to the outside. But… this fellow, if he had expressed his desire to learn their techniques, getting rejected wasn't really a big deal. However, his actions of learning their techniques behind their back was definitely something an apothecary should never do!

Not only that, he had even arrogantly bragged that he had created a new technique by himself. Created, your head! You simply took all of our techniques to form a hodgepodge. You call that creating a new technique?

If that's so, everyone would be creating new techniques every day!

Not to mention, naming it Convergence of Ten Thousand Tributaries…

How can anyone be that shameless!

At this point, they no longer viewed Cheng Jiang as their equal. Disgust was the only thing that could be seen on their faces.

"Please calm down!"

Upon seeing the indignation of the crowd, Zhang Xuan smiled. He interjected into their commotion and turned to look at Cheng Jiang, who was still in a state of disbelief. "Apothecary Cheng Jiang… is this considered my victory?"

"You—you…"

Seeing his smile, Apothecary Cheng Jiang shuddered. "You win…. I admit defeat!"

He has no choice but to admit defeat. The other party's ability to discern had already reached the level of demons. He feared that if he continued competing with him, more of his secrets would be revealed. As such, he could only hurriedly nod his head.

At this moment, he regretted his action of intentionally making things difficult for the other party. Even though the other party had pointed out the flaws in Meng Yan and Chen Xiao's pill forging, he had clearly spared their dignity. Yet he sent a slap directly at his face, exposing his darkest secret in public….

It was foreseeable that once news of these matters spread, he would lose his standing within Tianxuan Kingdom's Apothecary Guild. He would be shunned and viewed with contempt by all.

All credibility and reputation he had built up throughout the years would be completely destroyed and others would just think of him as a fraud and villain.

Upon his surrender, Zhang Xuan smiled.

Initially, he didn't have any serious conflict with any of them so he couldn't be bothered with the other party's personality flaws. Yet, this fellow tried to take advantage of the situation to force him into a corner! noveltranslationweb.blogspot.com

'You want to humiliate me? Try it then!

'As a transcender with a golden ring, how can I allow myself to be humiliated by you like this?

'Since you decided to charge straight at me, don't blame me for not going easy on you. It just happens that I can use you to warn the others that I, Zhang Xuan… am not an easy target!'

"Apothecary Cheng has admitted defeat!"

Zhang Xuan surveyed the surroundings. "Anyone else?"

In that instant, the room fell utterly silent.

Library of Heaven's Path - Chapter 113: Forging Technique

Telling the references from a complete pill forging technique—using an analogy—was like creating a solution of water from numerous wells and demanding for another to identify the origin of the water. It was an impossible task!

Unless one witnessed him creating the pill forging technique step by step, it would be impossible to identify three references. The difficulty of the task Cheng Jiang proposed, compared to simply finding the flaws in a pill forging technique, was at least five times harder!

Zhang Xuan's eyes narrowed.

As expected of the apothecaries, they weren't as easy to deal with as he expected.

This fellow might be a bundle of smiles and look magnanimous. However, he was truly the most shameless of the group.

Even if Zhang Xuan agreed… identifying the references in a pill forging technique was basically an impossible task! Given how Zhang Xuan raised the difficulty earlier, the privilege should be extended to the other party as well. If he disagreed with it, other people might criticize him because of that in the future, thus leaving a stain on his reputation.

"Why? I know that this is a difficult matter to ask, and it is normal that you will reject me. However… if you reject my offer, can I consider it your loss?" Cheng Jiang grinned widely.

"Loss?" Zhang Xuan shook his head. "It just happens that I would like to see Apothecary Cheng's new forging technique. Let's begin!"

This method of his would normally be effective against other people, making them fly into a panic. However, it was ineffective against Zhang Xuan.

The reason why Zhang Xuan could identify flaws in the pill forging techniques of others wasn't because of his discernment ability. Rather, it was because he possessed the Library of Heaven's Path. As long as the library remained with him, regardless of whatever forging technique—whether it was just created or yet to be created—they would all be clearly displayed in the form of a book. This was no problem for him at all.

"Alright!" Seeing him agree to it, a gleam flashed across Apothecary Cheng Jiang's eyes. The corners of his lips crept upwards as he gathered the necessary medicinal herbs and headed to the cauldron.

Hualala!

The medicinal herbs flew in the air. His every action was fluid and elegant. Looking it from afar, there was a unique sense of aesthetics to it.

"It is indeed a new forging technique. I have never seen it before!"

"If I'm not mistaken, he is forging Juxi Pill!"

"Yes. Juxi Pill is useful to people of cultivation realms below Fighter 7-dan. It is exceptionally useful for those in the Juxi realm. It isn't a valuable pill in comparison to the others, but it is one of the most useful ones to the fighters. Usually, this is the pill apprentice apothecaries will practice for the Pill Forging examination. As such, most apothecaries are extremely familiar with the method to forging it. This is also the reason why Apothecary Cheng Jiang is able to better showcase the uniqueness of his forging technique. Furthermore, his motions are more fluid, making it difficult for others to discern the references!"

"In any case, I am unable to tell the pill forging techniques he referenced from…"

"Me neither…"

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The apothecaries watched Cheng Jiang for a moment before shaking their heads.

"Apothecary Cheng sure is vicious!"

Standing by the side, Ouyang Cheng shook his head. "Given his standard as a 1-star apothecary, he is able to forge the most basic Juxi Pill easily with fluid motions, making it difficult for others to discern the forging method easily. Furthermore, given the short time required to forge it, you couldn't analyze it even if you wanted to. Looks like Zhang Xuan will probably fail here…"

Apothecary Cheng Jiang could forge more difficult grade-1 pills, but it would be troublesome for him. He couldn't forge them as easily as he could the Juxi Pill. This was just like how Yang Guo could wield the Heavy Iron Sword, but he was unable to control it as freely as he wished.

On the other hand, if he forged the most basic Juxi Pill, it was like Yang Guo wielding an ordinary sword instead—effortless.

This Apothecary Cheng Jiang may have had a wide smile on his face, but he was actually the most scheming of them all. Not only were his movements fast in forging Juxi Pill, the time required to forge it was also short. A normal grade-1 pill would take at least half an hour to forge. On the other hand, Juxi Pill could be forged in less than fifteen minutes.

Seeing three references in such a short period of time?

How was that possible?

It was clear that he is intent intended to do in Zhang Xuan!

"Is he… going to fail?"

Upon hearing Ouyang Cheng's judgement, Wen Xue clenches her fists tightly.

"It should be difficult for him to pass this test…"

Ouyang Cheng sighed.

"Interesting!"

Initially, he didn't bear any ill intent for this Cheng Jiang. However, he didn't expect this fellow to be so despicable and use such low-handed methods. Zhang Xuan's gaze turned icy.

As a cultured, knowledgeable, ambitious, and worldly transcender, how could he allow others to bully him without trying to retaliate?

Hu!

Finally, the Juxi Pill was successfully forged. A total of seven or eight pills rolled out from the cauldron.

"I am done forging. Zhang Xuan, please!"

Apothecary Cheng Jiang looked at him and chuckled with confidence.

It was true that his forging technique had more than three references to other forging techniques. However, his movements just now were extremely fast and fluid. It was almost an impossible task for the other party to see through any of them!

Besides… even if the other party was right, he could deny it!

There are so many forging techniques, and naturally, given how no one here could see through the references behind his forging technique, it was up to him to say whatever he wanted!

[For a brat who came from some remote corner to use me as a stepping stone to achieve victory in the Pill Debate…. Dream on!]

"If I can point out three references in your forging technique, will you admit defeat?"

Zhang Xuan looked at him with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"Of course. I am an official apothecary. Given my standing, there is no reason I would go back on my words just to deal with an apprentice apothecary!" Apothecary Cheng Jiang flung his sleeves haughtily. Arrogance exuded from his tone.

"Great. Since you have put it like that, then this matter is simple!"

Zhang Xuan nodded his head and walked forward. He circled around the cauldron once before lowering his head to look at the Juxi Pill in his hand.

He pinched one and held it up, placed it before his nose, and took a whiff of its scent.

"This Juxi Pill has vibrant colors and a radiant outer appearance. Going by conventional standards, it should have already reached Perfection!" Zhang Xuan complimented. However, his tone abruptly changed. "However…"

"Due to the limitations of Apothecary Cheng's forging technique, Perfection is already the limit. It is impossible for him to forge an Inscribed Pill!"

"It is just a Juxi Pill, what's the use of forging an Inscribed Pill?" Apothecary Cheng Jiang scoffed.

This Juxi Pill was the most basic pill an apothecary could forge. It increased the rate at which a fighter could gather spiritual energy from the surroundings. It was a waste of an Inscribed Pill to occur in this kind of fundamental pill!

"That's true!"

Zhang Xuan nodded his head, reluctant to tug with him on this matter. Instead, he smiled and continued, "The question I should answer is with regards to your forging technique. There is no point debating this topic. Alright, since it's a request on your part, I will answer your question. Putting aside the forging techniques you have referenced previously, let's first talk about how many forging techniques you know. With this, it should be easier to conclude which are the few forging techniques you referenced from!

"Three years ago, Apothecary Cheng Jiang used 【Rain of Ten Thousand Streams】 to forge a grade-1 【Vitality Rejuvenation Pill】 to pass the apothecary examinations. In the same year, you learned 【Convergence of the North River】 and successfully forged 【Soul Soothing Pill】.

"The spring of the second year, during Apothecary Bai Ming's birthday celebration, you sneaked into his study and coped his 【Illusory Silk Hands】 with which you forged 【Body Nourishment Pill】. From then on, your reputation spread far and wide!

"That winter, when you asked Apothecary Lin Mu to demonstrate his 【Frost Threaded Hands】, you secretly took it for yourself!

"In the summer last year, you spent 50,000 gold coins to bribe Apothecary Jin Chen's butler to duplicate a copy of 【Golden Spring Fleeting Cloud Dexterity】!

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"In the third month of last year, you enticed Du Man's apothecary apprentice Zhu Huahua and obtained Apothecary Du's personal forging technique 【Hundred Intertwining Method】...

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"Now, if I added them up, Rain of Ten Thousand Streams, Convergence of the North River… Summing together all of these forging techniques, there are a total of twelve of them!"

Zhang Xuan counted slowly as though counting his own precious treasures. After that, he turned around to look at the apothecary whose face had paled at some point. "Apothecary Cheng Jiang, are there any mistakes with what I said?"

"You—you…"

Cheng Jiang stumbled backward. His eyes narrowed, as though he had seen a freak.

Yang Guo is a character from Return of the Condor Heroes by Jin Yong.

In the novel, after his hand was chopped off by Guo Fu, he was saved by a condor and chances upon the grave of a great swordsman, Dugu Qiubai. There are four swords there, one of them being the Heavy Iron Sword. The sword is known for being extremely heavy and difficult to utilize in battle. Yang Guo took a long time before he managed to gain control of it.