The Legend of Futian - Chapter 118: First Battle

Time went by bit by bit. It was getting close to noon. There were countless people in the vast space surrounding the Fenghua Platform. They were all discussing the Fenghua Rank. Soon, the Fenghua Banquet would enter the most critical moment—when the emperor decided the candidates of the Fenghua Rank. Everyone was waiting for this to happen.

Young Lord Ye Wuchen was the cream of the crop with amazing swordsmanship. Zuo Qianfan of the Cangye College was incontestably talented. They were both in the Second Dharma Plane. How amazing would their fight be?

Wang Yu, the pride of the Wang family, had always been pursuing Lin Yueyao, the number one beauty of Cangye Kingdom. Would he be able to display his brilliance today and win the lady's heart?

Yu Sheng seemed undefeatable in the Glory Plane. Would he or Lin Yueyao be stronger?

How would the three beauties of the Glory Plane—Lin Yueyao, Hua Zhixin, and Hua Jieyu—fare against each other?

Ye Futian had defeated seven strong opponents of the Qin Clan. Next, there was a high possibility that he would face Bai Qiu's revenge. With Ye Futian's skills in the Seven-star Glory Plane, would he be a threat to Bai Qiu or would he be humiliated?

Would the talents from outside the Imperial City be able to shake the brilliant geniuses of the city?

All of this would be revealed shortly after.

As time passed, the 15 people came to the Fenghua Platform. Ye Futian gazed at the crowd, eyes sweeping past Bai Qiu and Yu Jiang, the genius of Cangye College. He hadn't forgotten about what happened at the banquet last night. The nobles and lords returned to their seats beside the emperor's seat. They looked to the 15 figures, also anticipating what was to come.

"Lord, Wuchen's talent is unparalleled. He will definitely be part of the top three of the Fenghua Rank," a clan member said to Lord Ye.

"Your Wang Yu is highly talented as well. He may have a chance." Lord Ye chuckled.

The Wang clan elder smiled. Glancing at a youth beside the Fenghua Platform, he said, "That boy's cultivation is unorganized. I don't know what he's thinking every day and he's chatting even now."

At the moment, Wang Yu was standing next to the beautiful Lin Yueyao while saying something. They seemed to be chatting and attracted many jealous gazes. Perhaps only someone like Wang Yu was qualified to approach Lin Yueyao.

"Clan Leader Wang, you must be lying. If he gets the Lin family girl, you'll probably dislocate your jaw from laughing," someone else said. The Wang elder laughed as well. If Wang Yu really could win Lin Yueyao, it would definitely be a great thing.

While they were conversing, the royals arrived and sat in their seats. Looking at the sun, the emperor announced, "Let us begin."

The Cangye College elder walked onto the Fenghua Platform. There were no bookmarks this time. Instead, the elder gazed at the 15 stars in the air and said, "Listen carefully."

The people nodded. 15 gazes fell upon the elder.

"There are no rules in the final round," the elder said. "Anyone who wishes to perform can step onto the Fenghua Platform. You can display your talents however you wish. Everything will end when no one else wishes to continue. In the end, the emperor will personally name who will enter the Fenghua Rank, depending on your performance."

After the elder finished, he stepped off the platform. Everything hereafter was for the 15. They could do whatever they wanted without any restrictions. Many looked to the five in the Glory Plane. Of them, Ye Futian's trio wouldn't fight against each other. This way, there was no more leeway. Would they challenge those of the Dharma Plane?

Those who remained until now were all abnormally talented. Even Lin Yueyao probably had no confidence against the Dharma Plane.

Lin Yueyao's gaze fell upon Hua Zhixin and Ye Futian's group. She was the highest of the Glory Plane but challenging those below her was not as impressive.

The atmosphere was strange and no one stepped onto the Fenghua Platform.

"I'll fight the first battle," Hua Jieyu whispered to Ye Futian.

"Okay." Ye Futian smiled gently. He and Hua Jieyu were both unpopular but he believed in Hua Jieyu. As a full elemental spiritual sorcerer, her talent was much better than what other's imagined. Otherwise, the Nandou clan wouldn't have put all their hope on her. Minister Zuo hadn't predicted her fate yet at that time; they had chosen her purely for her talent.

Hua Jieyu's body flashed. She descended onto the Fenghua Platform like a fairy. She looked up into the air and everyone's gazes sharpened. She was looking at the number one beauty of Cangye, Lin Yueyao.

Everyone thought that the emperor didn't name Hua Jieyu because she was overshadowed by Lin Yueyao. However, the one she wanted to challenge first happened to be Lin Yueyao.

Hua Jieyu didn't speak but Lin Yueyao seemed to understand. Her clothes fluttering, she flew down and landed on the platform. The two beauties wanted to complete the battle they didn't have the chance to before.

"Your plane is a disadvantage," Lin Yueyao murmured. She was at the Nine-star Glory Plane while Hua Jieyu was two planes lower.

"Let's start," Hua Jieyu said softly. After that, light flashed behind her. She had released her life spirit.

This was Hua Jieyu's first time releasing her life spirit. She had inherited her mother's but it was even more beautiful. It was a crown, elegant and holy. It radiated with dazzling light. When the crown rested on Hua Jieyu's head, there seemed to be invisible spiritual ripples all around her. Even Lin Yueyao, standing far away from her, could feel her own spiritual strength tremble.

The Spiritual Qi around Hua Jieyu seemed to erupt. Wind wrapped around her and the wood elemental Spiritual Qi transformed into the Lock of a Thousand Vines. It covered the sky and extended forward. She instantly glowed with holy light like a fairy.

When they saw this, everyone realized that they'd underestimated Hua Jieyu's talent. She was stronger than what they'd thought.

Lin Yueyao felt threatened too. A similarly beautiful glow appeared behind her. She released her life spirit. It was a beautiful demon—the Purple Gold Roc.

Lin Yueyao's mount was a Purple Gold Roc as well. The elders of her clan had captured an Arcana level Purple Gold Roc for her so she could understand her life spirit better. That was how powerful a big clan was.

Beautiful golden feathers appeared on Lin Yueyao's body. A similar wind wrapped around her body. She also knew wind sorcery.

Two beautiful figures shot into the air. They hovered above the Fenghua Platform, captivating everyone.

The Lock of a Thousand Vines curled toward Lin Yueyao. Her golden wings flashed sharply like daggers. They flapped, continuously slicing the vines curling at her.

Boom. The wings shook and Lin Yueyao flew toward Hua Jieyu at an extreme speed. She also cultivated martial arts; her life spirit gave her amazing power and speed. Hua Jiayu mainly cultivated spiritual sorcery and didn't study martial arts. Fighting Hua Jieyu from the distance was not a smart choice.

Seeing Lin Yueyao approach, Hua Jieyu remained calm. Water elemental Spiritual Qi gathered around her.

Poof, poof… Golden blades continuously popped out of Lin Yueyao's wings. With the wind spell's help, she charged at Hua Jieyu.

A dazzling light flashed past Hua Jieyu's eyes. An invisible spiritual strength burst forth. The golden daggers slowed down and exploded into Spiritual Qi before Hua Jieyu.

At the same time, Lin Yueyao used the attack's protection to approach Hua Jieyu. Her wings really transformed into blades now. Once she got close, Hua Jieyu would be in trouble.

Hua Jieyu reached forward. A terrifying spiritual wave rippled out like a storm sweeping forward. Lin Yueyao's terrible speed reduced too and even paused temporarily in the sky.

Her life spirit seemed to shake violently. Golden lightning tore through everything. The Purple Gold Roc's shadow appeared on her body. She broke free from the restraint and continued forward.

There was rumbling, and a water spell suddenly erupted before Lin Yueyao. It instantly swept toward her body. This spell wasn't offensive but it seemed to stick to her, making it impossible for her to advance. Powerful attacks were useless against water spells. Her wings and lightning beat upon the watery prison and just passed right through.

"Ice Seal." Hua Jieyu's powerful spiritual strength erupted again and the watery prison turned into ice. Lin Yueyao was instantly frozen inside.

There were rustles again. The Lock of a Thousand Vines swept toward Lin Yueyao's ice-sealed body and buried her within. But things didn't stop here. Countless golden swords appeared in the air. Supported by the wind spell, they hovered quietly in the air, aimed at Lin Yueyao.

With a loud boom, the Ice Seal and Lock of a Thousand Vines all exploded. Lin Yueyao burst free with a beautiful flash. But at the same time, a gust of strong spiritual strength fell onto her, making her stop again. The golden blades transformed into real lightning. They descended in an instant, landing before Lin Yueyao's beautiful figure. But then they stopped without stabbing down.

Lin Yueyao's eyes went blank. The countless hovering daggers right before her eyes felt unreal. Then she looked up at Hua Jieyu.

"You lost," Hua Jieyu said softly. Her voice was still calm and indifferent but all the strong talents around the Fenghua Platform were frozen on her. She had used the spiritual power to guide all the elements. As a spiritual sorcerer, Hua Jieyu had made everyone overlook her terrifying talent of the other elements. Now, she displayed her talent in wind, metal, water, and wood.

The first battle of the Fenghua Banquet's last round had shaken everyone.

Lin Yueyao, number one beauty of the Cangye Kingdom, was defeated!

The Legend of Futian - Chapter 117: Looked Down On

After hearing Ye Futian's words, everyone from the Qin Clan had a darkened expression on their face. They were utterly humiliated.

The spectators in the air looked at the handsome young man in shock. Ye Futian only had to play one piece to wipe out seven powerful cultivators from the Qin Clan. It was already humiliating enough that the highest-level cultivator was in the Nine-Starred Glory Plane. 'The Qin Clan's musical sorcery and disciples are just as the rumors say'. How were the Qin Clan members supposed to feel after Ye Futian said that?

The worst thing was the way he said it. Ye Futian's tone was calm and peaceful. A smile was spread across his face. He made it look like he really meant what he said. A silent killer.

Crawling up from the ground, Su Mu just wanted to dig a hole and bury himself in it. He knew everyone was staring at him. From this point on, whenever anybody would look at him, they would probably think of this battle. It was not hard to tell how Su Mu felt at this moment.

"Although you have won, there is no need to insult others. I admit that I still have a lot to learn but you're not going to make it past this round either," said Su Mu, not forgetting to jinx Ye Futian.

"That's alright. To have been able to get a taste of the Qin Clan's musical sorcery, I haven't wasted the trip here," smiled Ye Futian. Su Mu wanted to find a hole and hide. His expression darkened. This was a direct quote of what he had said to Ye Futian before the battle.

"A final jab…" No one in the audience had anything to say, neither did Su Mu and the others. Actually, they were too humiliated to say anything else. In a gray mood, they all clumsily scattered off the Fenghua Platform.

To be honest, Su Mu had it coming. When they had first set foot on the platform, he first provoked Ye Futian. Ye Futian had not yet opened his mouth before Su Mu ran his. Su Mu was so sure that he would win. No one expected the battle to end this way.

It was all because Su Mu was overly confident. As an occupation class, Musical Sorcery was different from the rest. It was much harder to make up for a difference in the level of cultivation. Plus, the Qin Clan's musical sorcery was the most orthodox in the Cangye Kingdom. Su Mu was very confident that his musical sorcery was stronger than that of Ye Futian. Unfortunately, it was all a delusion.

From in the air, Bai Qiu kept his eyes on Ye Futian. Ye Futian had defeated seven of the Qin Clan's best in this battle, hurting the clan's pride.

Everyone else was thinking back at yesterday's conversation between Bai Qiu and Ye Futian. So, this was the reason why Ye Futian rejected the offer to enter the Qin Clan. If he was already able to defeat the members of the Qin Clan, what was there to learn from them? At the thought of this, many people turned to look at Bai Qiu.

If Ye Futian got the chance to battle against him, Bai Qiu would definitely try violently to get revenge on Ye Futian to reclaim the pride lost in this battle.

Not far from Ye Futian, the battle between Hua Zhixin and the Demon Clan had also come to an end. The delicate figure remained quietly standing while the three cultivators from the Demon Clan, Yun Di included, had been defeated.

Hua Zhixin and Yun Di were both named as strong contenders for the Fenghua Rank. Both of them were extremely gifted. However, Hua Zhixin was of a higher cultivation level than Yun Di. Thus, the audience was not too surprised at this result, but it did give them a strange feeling that Yun Di had lost in both battles.

In the first round of battles, he met the freak, Yu Sheng, and now, Hua Zhixin. All they could say was that this young prodigy from the Demon Clan was simply too unlucky.

"Ye Futian. Hua Zhixin. Pass," the elder announced the results. Prodigy, Yun Di, had been eliminated quicker than anticipated. To this, spectators could only let out a sigh. Yun Di had not even gotten the chance to be considered by the emperor.

Ye Futian and Hua Zhixin met eyes and shared a smile. Then, they left the Fenghua Platform separately. The battle between those in the Glory Plane had concluded. Only five people had passed and received candidacy to be considered by the emperor for the Fenghua Rank. These five were: Yu Sheng, Lin Yueyao, Hua Jieyu, Hua Zhixin, and Ye Futian.

Unexpectedly, there were three beauties among them!

People had also noticed that Yu Sheng, Ye Futian, and Hua Jieyu were a group. Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu seemed to be a couple, while Yu Sheng and Ye Futian seemed to be extremely close as well. They were just like brothers. Yu Sheng had previously yelled at Bai Qiu in anger for Ye Futian, telling him to shut up.

Now, all three of them have become a candidate for the Fenghua Rank. It was pretty difficult not to take notice of them. It did not seem like they were from the Cangye Kingdom's imperial city because otherwise, they would have received lots of attention early on. So, which prefecture of the Cangye Kingdom were they from?

Quickly, the people threw their questions aside. The battles between the Dharma Plane participants had begun. Only five people in the Glory Plane had passed but there should be more to do so in the Dharma Plane. After all, they were in a higher plane, so they should higher cultivation.

The battle between the Dharma Plane cultivators was extra thrilling. They more heated the battle got, the more certain people began to stand out.

For example, Young Lord Ye Wuchen. With an arrogant, cold demeanor, no one could get past the sword in his hand. What's more, he had not yet released his Life Spirit. Otherwise, he would have been even more frightening. Not even the prodigy level Dharma Plane cultivators could withstand his sword.

Besides Ye Wuchen, there was also Zuo Qianfan and Yu Jiang from Cangye College, as well has Bai Qiu from the Qin Clan. All of them were strong contenders for the Fenghua Rank. Naturally, their performance would not be too shabby. They were all very outstanding and all passed, receiving candidacy for the Fenghua Rank.

In addition to these participants, others that had passed included: one person from the Demon Clan, two nobles, and three people who have come a long way outside of Cangye City. All of them had put on a show-stealing performance.

Five from the Glory Plane and ten from the Dharma Plane. The candidates for the Fenghua Rank consists of a total of 15 cultivators. Among this group, ten of them would enter the actual rank. The chances were high for everyone now but it was also more difficult now.

In this group of 15, Ye Futian, Hua Jieyu, and Yu Sheng had the lowest level of cultivation. They were all Seven-Starred Glory Plane cultivators. People were amazed at this. If they weren't incredibly gifted, this would not have been possible.

Out of the three, Yu Sheng was the strongest contender for the Fenghua Rank. The emperor picked people not solely based on abilities but also gifts. From the group of fifteen people, Yu Sheng's gifts in martial arts stood out the most because it was different from the rest. People with special gifts like him were usually favored.

On the other hand, people did not have high hopes for Hua Jieyu and Ye Futian. Hua Jieyu's opponent might end up being Lin Yueyao. As the Cangye Kingdom's number one beauty, Lin Yueyao was the best, regardless of looks or gifts and talents. With her shining so brightly, it was going to be difficult for Hua Jieyu to outdo her.

The reason why Ye Futian wasn't favored was simple. Although he had outstanding gifts, he was a Musical Sorcerer. Amongst the cultivators in the same occupation class, there was Dharma Plane Musical Sorcerer, Bai Qiu, present. Ye Futian may very well be suppressed by him. There was no way the emperor would pick two Musical Sorcerers for the Fenghua Rank. Because of this, the possibility that Ye Futian would be eliminated instead of Bai Qiu was very high. noveltranslationweb.blogspot.com

Besides, Ye Futian had previously insulted members of the Qin Clan. Bai Qiu was going to pick on him for sure.

After six battles, not too much time had passed. Emperor Ye looked up at the sky and then at the crowd. With a smile, he said, "After all that bustling, why don't we all take a rest. You guys can take this time to think about what request you want to make. Some of you need to be prepared when the time comes later today."

Many people began to laugh. The top three on the Fenghua Rank would get to make a request to the emperor. There was no way anyone would let go of an opportunity like this. They must try their best to fight for it! However, the chances of getting into top three would be much harder than getting into the top ten out of the 15. Although these 15 were all the best of the best, not too many of them had absolute confidence they would make it to the top.

After Emperor Ye finished speaking, he left in his carriage. The crowd remained outside of the imperial palace. It was not too long before noon, they were willing to wait where they were.

Who would be picked by the emperor? Who would make it into the top three, the place above all? Everyone started discussing. The skies about the platform became extra loud.

Ye Futian and his friends arrived to join Hua Fengliu and Nandou Wenyin.

"Master, you will be healed very soon!" Ye Futian smiled at Hua Fengliu. It seemed like he was sure that had top three in the bag.

To heal Hua Fengliu had been Ye Futian's biggest wish. After the death of Elder Qin, his will to accomplish this wish became stronger. So, when he heard that the Cangye Kingdom was holding the Fenghua Banquet, Ye Futian did not hesitate in his decision to participate.

"With a chance to request something from the emperor, it would be a waste to ask for my injuries to be healed," Hua Fengliu looked at his disciple. He obviously had no doubts about Ye Futian's abilities. If he really wanted to get into the top three, he was for sure going to get in. The question was, how much of his gifts was going to be exposed?

Simply revealing his gifts as a Musical Sorcerer was enough to get him candidacy for the Fenghua Rank. If Ye Futian revealed any more gifts, he would be a shoo-in for the rank. Top three would depend on the circumstances when the time comes.

"Yeah, it would be a waste but it's because you're lucky enough to have a good disciple like me," said Ye Futian.

"Where are your limits?" Hua Fengliu asked with a darkened expression. He was just having a touching moment but hearing Ye Futian's words rendered him speechless.

"I only speak the truth," Ye Futian said nonchalantly.

"Futian is right. You should be happy to have such a disciple," Nandou Wenyin said with a smile.

"Masteress, you're the best!" Ye Futian gave her a big, charming smile.

"...." Hua Fengliu looked at his wife, then at Hua Jieyu who was standing beside Hua Jieyu. A wave of sadness washed over him.

Just then, a large crowd headed in their direction. Ye Futian turned to look at them and heard what one of them said. "Ye Futian, have you thought about joining a clan for cultivation?"

Ye Futian looked at the people who had approached. They were separate groups and have seemingly come to recruit new members.

"No need. I haven't thought about it," Ye Futian shook his head and smiled. He continued, "Thank you for asking."

Ye Futian thought it was strange. Why did they only invite him and not Yu Sheng?

"Alright." Everyone smiled and nodded. Then, they looked to Yu Sheng. A person in the crowd said with a smile, "Yu Sheng, I would like to say congratulations in advance. If you get picked by the emperor please don't let the opportunity go to waste."

Yu Sheng looked at him calmly and made no attempts to reply, so the people said their goodbyes and left.

Ye Futian finally understood. They reason why they did not invite Yu Sheng was that they knew they weren't worthy. So, did that mean that Ye Futian was looked down on?

He suddenly felt very depressed. They had just come to extend an invitation to him but who would have thought it was because in their opinion, Ye Futian would not make it into the Fenghua Rank?

Everyone chit-chatted away. Many of them discussed the candidates of the Fenghua Rank. Yu Sheng was a popular choice. However, Ye Futian's name was rarely mentioned.

Ye Futian glared at Yu Sheng. Yu Sheng looked back at him feeling wronged. It's not my fault!

The Legend of Futian - Chapter 116: Advice Taken

Ye Futian wasn't lying. He truly was anticipating but as to what he was anticipating, only he knew.

"He's still smiling," many people murmured. Seeing his smile, they all thought he was confident.

This time, Hua Jieyu couldn't fight with him. Ye Futian needed to face the opponent alone. As a musical sorcerer facing another musical sorcerer from the Qin Clan, no one knew where Ye Futian's confidence came from.

Earlier, Bai Qiu had thought highly of Ye Futian's talent in the Guqin studies and invited him into the Qin Clan but it was only due to his talent. With the difference in planes, even if one's talent wasn't as high as Ye Futian, one could still defeat him easily. After all, the Qin Clan's musical sorcery was the most orthodox in the Cangye Kingdom.

There were not many people on the Fenghua Platform. The earlier fight between the martial artists and sorcerers had ended, leaving only the ones with exceptional cultivation. There were seven musical sorcerers from the Qin Clan, three members of the Demon Clan, the conjurer Hua Zhixin, and Ye Futian. The last battle had the biggest number of people. After all, sorcerers from the seven elements, as well as the Spirit Elemental, were all there.

The 12 strong figures stood in the four corners of the Fenghua Platform. They were respectively the Qin Clan, the Demon Clan, Hua Zhixin, and Ye Futian. When they stood in their positions, everyone realized that the Qin Clan was not the only ones who felt animosity towards Ye Futian—the Demon Clan also did. Yesterday, Yu Sheng had defeated Yun Di and today, he threw Wu Kuangren off the Fenghua Platform. They would have Ye Futian pay for this because they couldn't fight Yu Sheng.

Hua Zhixin felt this subtle feeling. She slowly walked over to Ye Futian and said softly, "Shall we team up?"

Ye Futian looked at the beautiful girl beside him. They had worked together yesterday but that time, Ye Futian was playing the guqin, Princess Ye Lingxi was dancing, and Hua Zhixin was painting. Today, they would have to fight.

"Sure." Ye Futian smiled and nodded. Seeming to feel something, he looked up at the Black Wing Eagle in the air. As expected, he saw a pair of smiling eyes. He felt wronged. This beauty had come to him. It wasn't his fault.

Thinking of what happened last night, Ye Futian instantly felt unsettled. How could she leave halfway through? Thinking of Fox's sexy moves yesterday, Ye Futian was very depressed. Hua Jieyu was so cruel and he must not fall for that trick again.

"Miss Zhixin, this is not needed. We don't want to fight against you," the Qin Clan youth from before said. His name was Su Mu and was a Nine-star Glory Plane musical sorcerer. He was very talented; other than Bai Qiu, no other Qin Clan youth had a higher talent than him.

"It's alright. We are here to fight so there's no need for politeness." Hua Zhixin's voice was so soft and she felt so weak that no one could bear fighting her.

"If that's the case, then I'm sorry." Su Mu didn't say anything more. Hua Zhixin was in the Eight-star Glory Plane. She looked weak but she was one of the popular contestants of the Fenghua Banquet. How could she be weak? If they fought one-on-one, Su Mu didn't have the confidence to easily win against Hua Zhixin, despite being in a higher plane.

Guqin Spirits appeared with a flash. The various musical sorcerers began playing at the same time. Two types of melodies streamed out instantly—Ye Futian playing one, the Qin Clan playing another song.

Hua Zhixin knelt on the ground and used her hand as a brush. She began drawing on the ground with great focus. There was a unique charm to her when she was focused on it.

At the same time, Yun Di of the Demon Clan took out a leaf and blew with it. Some of the others whistled or played the flute. The sounds were very strange and demons began rustling in the air again.

Hua Zhixin drew very quickly, much faster than Zhou Mu, whom Ye Futian had dealt with before. Her drawings were more realistic too, with heavier Spiritual Qi. Very soon, countless birds flew out of the ground. Some circled around her while others flew to Ye Futian, seeming to protect him.

This made Ye Futian want to laugh and cry. Since when did he need a girl's protection?

"I don't need it." Ye Futian smiled and glanced at Hua Zhixin. The cacophonous sounds came out of his Guqin Spirit. It was like a battlefield.

"Aren't we working together?" Hua Zhixin looked up and smiled too. Then she lowered her head and continued drawing. At the same time, a continuous stream of demons flew to the Fenghua Platform, charging toward Hua Zhixin and Ye Futian.

The birds circling Hua Zhixin went to attack the demons while she continued drawing as if these things had nothing to do with her.

A strange light shone in Ye Futian's eyes. His head was lowered so no one could see the terrifying storm brewing in his eyes. A strange spiritual energy poured into his music. When the wild demons attacked, the strange spiritual mark accompanied the music and rushed into the demons' minds.

Something odd happened. When the demons approached Ye Futian, they just stopped. The violent demons became tame and sprawled on the ground quietly as if listening to his music.

Many people froze. Ye Futian's music was so powerful and aggressive like a battlefield. How could it tame the demons? Of course, they had no way of knowing that Ye Futian had two spiritual elemental life spirits. Other than being a musical sorcerer, he was also a beastmaster, rather than a beast tamer.

Hua Zhixin's gaze went slack too but then she continued drawing. Knowing that Ye Futian was okay, she summoned the birds back to her side and focused on the Demon Clan.

Su Mu and the Qin Clan were playing quietly. What had just happened was a bit odd but this didn't disrupt their playing. Their music gradually intensified. The artistic conception was similar to Ye Futian's and could bring people into a battlefield. Following that, there seemed to be arrows whizzing across the battlefield. They shot toward Ye Futian with amazing power as if it could pierce one's mind.

This time, only Su Mu attacked. Though the others were playing, they didn't seem to want to attack Ye Futian together. Ye Futian played by himself. On the battlefield, soldiers with shields blocked the arrows.

The spectators around the Fenghua Platform listened to the music and had an extraordinary feeling. They seemed to be on a battlefield while two armies faced each other before them.

Ye Futian's melody was the Decree of the General. The melody played by Su Mu's group was Kill the Wolf. This song radiated with the intent to kill.

Su Mu's song was highly aggressive. Thousands of arrows shot out at once to tear through everything. On the other hand, Ye Futian's song was like a general holding his ground. It was stable as a mountain. No matter how the enemy attacked, he would not move.

Su Mu's song intensified. After the thousands of arrows, the soldiers began marching. Their spears pierced everything. Ye Futian's song was still on the defensive. If soldiers came, his would block them; he had a reaction for every action. The general was level-headed and the military was organized. No matter how Su Mu's song attacked, it could not break through Ye Futian's spiritual barrier.

The two were at a stalemate. Su Mu's melody became a bit chaotic. In the artistic conception, the thousands of soldiers fought wildly, attacking without order. Ye Futian was still unmoved.

When Su Mu's song became more and more chaotic, Ye Futian's song finally changed. It went from steady to resounding in an instant. The song of bloodshed shook the earth. Thousands of soldiers and horses charged like a flood. Everyone was immersed in the artistic conception instantly. Su Mu's presence was completely covered and he seemed to be defeated.

On the Fenghua Platform, a terrifying gust of musical storm swept through, pressing toward Su Mu. It was about to sweep his body away. But at that moment, the other Qin Clan disciples acted. Their music seemed to resonate with Su Mu's and erupted instantly. At that moment, the song Kill the Wolf exploded with shocking power. The restrained presence suddenly seemed to turn the tide.

Many people's expressions changed. They could clearly see that Su Mu was not fighting Ye Futian alone anymore. The Qin Clan was now working together.

Su Mu was a musical sorcerer at such a high plane but he was defeated by Ye Futian.

"Is there an advantage in numbers?" Ye Futian smirked slightly and he stood up slowly. The Guqin Spirit followed and floated before him. Ye Futian began walking forward. The music still grew stronger, wildly pressing forward.

Everyone watched in shock as Ye Futian began walking toward the Qin Clan. With each step, his imposing manner strengthened a bit more. The general had given the decree and now he would face the enemy.

The Qin Clan strummed the instrument strings wildly to resist the storm-like strength but Ye Futian had gathered his strength.

The Decree of the General grew more powerful as it progressed. He had gathered his strength for so long, always on the defense. When the general gave the decree, everything was already set and could not be turned back. On the contrary, Su Mu had been attacking for so long to no success and his power weakened. Ye Futian obviously wouldn't give him the chance for a breather.

Everyone watched as Ye Futian walked toward the Qin Clan. He was so wildly arrogant, seeing no one at his level.

One Eight-star Glory Plane disciple of the Qin Clan couldn't stand it anymore. He spat out blood and collapsed. With one down, the music grew more chaotic. After that, a second person, a third… They continued to collapse until only Su Mu was still holding on.

Finally, Ye Futian waved his arm like the general giving the last decree to wrap up the tragedy. A storm swept by, injuring Su Mu's spiritual mind. He spat out mouthfuls of blood and his power instantly weakened.

The music stopped instantly. Ye Futian's Guqin Spirit disappeared. He stood before the Qin Clan disciples with a smile. "The Qin Clan's musical sorcery and disciples are just as the rumors say," he said lightly. "Advice taken."

The Legend of Futian - Chapter 115: I Look Forward to It

An elder from Cangye College organized the bookmarks and pushed a line of them forward. Then, he looked up at the participants waiting in the skies above. "Today's portion of the Fenghua Banquet will be slightly different from yesterday's. The names I call now will be all those majoring in martial arts cultivation within the Glory Plane. When you step on to the Fenghua Platform, you will do your best to demonstrate your true abilities. Even if you lose, there is still a chance that you might make it into the next round."

Naturally, everyone understood what he meant. They were trying to filter out the best martial arts cultivator using gifts and true abilities as determining factors.

After that, the elder because to read names off of the bookmarks. One by one, participants headed for the platform. Of course, Yu Sheng's name was also within the ones called. Ye Futian used wind sorcery to send Yu Sheng on to the platform.

In the group of over 200 people, there were 40 who were Glory Plane martial arts cultivators and amongst them, a majority of them were either Eight-Starred or Nine-Starred Glory Plane cultivators. This was a large disadvantage for those in the Six-Starred and Seven-Starred Glory Plane.

After Yu Sheng stepped on to the battle platform, many participants turned to look at him. It was obvious that they saw Yu Sheng as a dangerous character.

"You guys fight first," said Yu Sheng. He then turned and walked to stand quietly at a side of the platform. The air of superiority he gave off rendered everyone speechless. He was too arrogant.

To make it to the second day, everyone must possess extraordinary talents. Even though Yu Sheng had an explosive amount of strength, there were still some powerful Nine-Starred Glory Plane cultivators present. How dare he be so conceited?

Ye Futian blinked and smacked himself in the head. "It's my fault," he grumbled.

In the air surrounding the Fenghua Platform, everyone watched Yu Sheng speechlessly. On the throne, even Emperor Ye could not help but chuckle as he looked at Yu Sheng. This young man was indeed a little reckless, but then again, with abilities like Yu Sheng's, what he did should not be considered reckless. The emperor looked forward to his performance.

Yun Zuo was a student of Cangye College. He was actually a Mandate Sorcerer but instead, he chose to major in martial arts cultivation. It was because his Life Spirit was a bit peculiar. It was a pair of golden wings. His Life Spirit gave him powers in two elements: metal and wind. He was prepared to gather Dharma realization of the wings because he couldn't take the sorcerer route. He was going to focus on martial arts and use sorcery as a supplement.

Yun Zuo of Cangye College was also a strong contender for the Fenghua Rank. However, there were still two of his senior brothers from Cangye College present. They were both in the Dharma Plane which caused the spotlight on Yun Zuo to dim considerably.

Besides Yun Zuo, Wu Kuangren of the Demon Clan was also present. He was also a Mandate Sorcerer but because his Life Spirit was a demon ape, it had immense strength. So, he chose to major in martial arts cultivation.

Both Yun Zuo and Wu Kuangren were in the Nine-Starred Glory Plane. With them present, no matter how explosive Yu Sheng's performance was yesterday, as a mere Seven-Starred Glory Plane cultivator, it seemed that he had no right to be so arrogant. After all, the opponents he faced the previous day were all in the Seven-Starred Glory Plane.

BOOM! Wu Kuangren took a step forward, headed straight for Yu Sheng. Everyone concentrated on this scene.

In yesterday's battle Yu Sheng beat up the Demon Clan's young prodigy, Yun Di. Was Wu Kuangren going to get revenge on Yu Sheng today?

Wu Kuangren released his Life Spirit and a fearsome silhouette of a demon ape appeared behind him. He clenched his fists and his body was immediately encapsulated by stone. With every step he took, it gave off a feeling of great pressure.

Is Wu Kuangren going to directly challenge Yu Sheng? Everyone thought and stared at the large figure headed toward Yu Sheng. Some of them shifted their attention to Yu Sheng. What was his Life Spirit? With such explosive strength, it was only natural that people did not suspect that Yu Sheng had no Life Spirit.

To their disappointment, Yu Sheng did not release a Life Spirit. He watched as Wu Kuangren approached and a golden light surrounded his body like a deity. A roar came from the platform. Wu Kuangren acted as if he were possessed by the Demon Ape. He lifted his large hand to slap down at Yu Sheng. Wu Kuangren wanted to see for himself just how strong Yu Sheng was.

Yu Sheng's hand formed into a golden fist which seemed to have grown sharp thorns. The platform shook as he took a step and threw a punch at Wu Kuangren. There was nothing flashy about their movements as they attacked. Everything was simple, direct, and violent.

With a loud bang, the two crashed into each other. In that moment, a frightening flow of air appeared around them accompanied by the sound of whistling.

The two young men stopped moving momentarily while the Demon Ape roared. Suddenly, Yu Sheng threw is fists forward and broke past his opponent's palm, landing a punch on Wu Kuangren's chest. With a crackle, Wu Kuangren's defense was destroyed. He groaned in pain, backing up slightly but not letting himself fall.

BOOM! Yu Sheng's foot stomped down on the ground. Both of his hands reached out to grab his opponent. At the same time, Wu Kuangren also threw both fists at Yu Sheng. However, everyone witnessed Yu Sheng stop his advance by grabbing his arm with one hand while the other hand pushed down on Wu Kuangren's shoulder. Yu Sheng had perfectly blocked his attack. noveltranslationweb.blogspot.com

In the next moment, spectators watched as Yu Sheng lifted Wu Kuangren into mid-air. He was swung around then flung off the Fenghua Platform.

"This!" Everyone was dumbfounded. It's true that Yu Sheng was arrogant because he was impossibly strong, but what of it?

The battles that ensued after that were strange in comparison. Yu Sheng stood to one side, resting his eyes. The other participants fought their individual battles, not disturbing Yu Sheng. That was until only Yun Zuo of Cangye College was left standing on the Fenghua Platform.

Behind Yun Zuo, his golden wings appeared. The majestic wings carried him off the ground, into the air overlooking Yu Sheng.

Yun Zuo had noticed that every time Yu Sheng stepped on to the platform, he was sent down with the aid of Ye Futian's wind sorcery. This meant that Yu Sheng did have a weakness. His strength could overpower everything. Even Wu Kuangren, a Nine-Starred Glory Plane cultivator, was brutally defeated by Yu Sheng in a battle of strength.

This guy was born with superhuman strength.

A row of golden spears formed in the air and charged toward Yu Sheng on the platform. With one swipe of his arm, a flash of golden light appeared and blocked off the spears. Yun Zuo raced toward Yu Sheng like a flash of lightning. Yu Sheng had hunched down and charged forward at an incredible speed. Everyone was frozen. Has he gone mad? Why was he running across the Fenghua Platform so crazily?

Just then, they saw Yu Sheng's right foot stomp down on the platform and at the speed of light, he was propelled upward at Yun Zuo, who was headed for him.

Yun Zuo is done for, was the only thing that crossed everyone's minds. Everything happened too quickly. A second later, the sound of an explosion erupted in mid-air. Even though Yun Zuo's wings were good for speed, there was no way he could avoid Yu Sheng's attack. The audience watched as Yun Zuo was thrown backwards by a single punch from Yu Sheng. He was thrown so high into the air, his body was at a height greater than the emperor's throne.

BOOM! Yu Sheng landed heavily on the platform. Countless pairs of eyes fell on him. Speechless. This freak!

Cen Xia witnessed the brutal defeat of Yun Zuo, a talented senior brother from Cangye College and stared at Yu Sheng in utter confusion. How can a human body be capable of exerting such strength?

The elder from Cangye College were also speechless. After a slight delay, he said, "Yu Sheng. Pass." Only Yu Sheng. There were no other names announced. Not even Yun Zuo of Cangye College.

With an outstanding martial arts cultivator like Yu Sheng, the emperor would not need to consider any other martial arts cultivators in the Glory Plane. No one could compete with him. Everyone already had a feeling that Yu Sheng had a very high chance of being picked by the emperor to enter the Fenghua Rank.

Yu Sheng stepped off the platform. Next, was the competition between Glory Plane sorcerers. Sorcerers of the seven elements, as well as some Spiritual Sorcerers were called to the platform. Hua Jieyu was one of them. However, Ye Futian was not called. Even though Musical Sorcerers were a type of Spiritual Sorcerer, they were still different. Ye Futian noticed that several Musical Sorcerers from the Qin Clan as well as beast tamer Yun Di, were not called either. There must a third category of cultivators for the next round.

Similar to the first, this second round consisted of some extremely talented people. Among them, two young women stole the spotlight—Lin Yueyao and Hua Jieyu.

On the Fenghua Platform, the two beauties stood opposite of each other. Although Hua Jieyu's full appearance had not yet been revealed, her aura and her eyes could not hide her beauty.

"Hua Jieyu and Hua Zhixin are probably the only two who can compare to Lin Yueyao," said someone in the crowd of onlookers.

"Yes, Hua Jieyu's talents are truly impressive. It must be a reflection of her looks. She must be a beauty," another person agreed with him. "It's a shame that we already have Lin Yueyao in the Cangye Kingdom. No one can steal her spotlight."

"You are very gifted," Lin Yueyao said to Hua Jieyu with a smile. "It would be better if your level of cultivation was a little higher."

Hua Jieyu looked at her calmly, Spiritual Qi whistling in the wind around her.

"Lin Yueyao. Hua Jieyu. Pass," shouted the Cangye College elder. Everyone was shocked. They had both passed. It was as if the elders wanted to prevent the two ladies from a duel.

Hua Jieyu was gifted but had a disadvantage in terms of cultivation level. Perhaps the elders wanted to give her a chance to prove herself, so they kept her from battling Lin Yueyao for now.

Lin Yueyao smiled and said, "I'm really curious what you look like." As soon as she was done speaking, she lifted into the air and departed. Hua Jieyu did the same.

Now, it was time for the final battle of Glory Plane cultivators. The Cangye College elder called out the names one by one. Musical sorcerers of the Qin Clan, beast tamer Yun Di of the Demon Clan, Ye Futian, and conjurer Hua Zhixin stepped on to the Fenghua Platform. They were all cultivators with specialties. Thus, they were placed in battle with each other.

As Ye Futian stepped onto the platform, he immediately noticed the looks of malice he received from the Musical Sorcerers of the Qin Clan. After his little clash with Bai Qiu at last night's dinner, it was only natural that the clan members would not take it easy on Ye Futian on the Fenghua Platform.

"Musical Sorcerer in the Seven-Starred Glory Plane?" snickered a Qin Clan member. He looked at Ye Futian and continued, "Musical Sorcerers are very knowledgeable, especially those of the Qin Clan. Even though we already know how this battle will end, as a Musical Sorcerer yourself, it would be an honor for you to get a taste of the Qin Clan's musical sorcery. You won't have wasted the trip here."

Ye Futian dumbfounded. He looked up at the clan member and smiled. "I look forward to getting a taste of the Qin Clan's musical sorcery and to make an exchange with prodigy Musical Sorcerers as well!"

The Legend of Futian - Chapter 114: Dancer

Bai Qiu smiled while looking in Ye Futian's direction but it faded quickly. Ye Futian, Hua Jieyu, and Yu Sheng were enjoying the food and hadn't even glanced at him.

"The emperor's banquet is so nice with great food and wine. Fox, eat your fill," Ye Futian said to Hua Jieyu with a smile.

"Okay." Hua Jieyu smiled back while Yu Sheng stared at them in annoyance.

Bai Qiu's smile froze on his face. Was he ignored just like this?

Princess Ye Lingxi was around the same age as Ye Futian. She gazed at Ye Futian's handsome side profile, her lips seeming to curl into a smile. This guy is too bad, she thought. She obviously knew that Bai Qiu was trying to make things difficult for Ye Futian but what was more embarrassing than being ignored? It was even worse for someone of Bai Qiu's status.

Everyone else looked over. Some were looking for the drama; others thought that Bai Qiu was looking for trouble for himself. After all, they had already had conflicts at today's Fenghua Banquet. If he targeted Ye Futian now, the youth obviously would not treat him with respect. However, Ye Futian's response was a bit special. Or rather, he didn't respond at all.

Of course, some others thought that Ye Futian was too conceited. After all, Bai Qiu was at the Dharma Plane and was the representative of the Qin Clan. He had been taunted by Yu Sheng and Ye Futian for his invitation earlier. Now, he spoke but was ignored. Furthermore, it was the princess who spoke first.

"If someone asks a question, you should reply no matter what your answer is," a voice said. The speaker was one of the Cangye College students.

There were many talented students of Cangye College; eight were present at the banquet. Cen Xia, whom Ye Futian knew, was here too but she wasn't the one who spoke. Instead, it was the even more talented Yu Jiang. He was one of those who didn't like Ye Futian. After all, Bai Qiu was someone at his level.

Ye Futian put down his wine and looked around. His gaze landed in the direction of the Cangye College. He had met Yu Jiang at the college. The day of the pretest, Cen Xia had pointed out Yu Jiang and Bai Qiu, saying that they were popular contenders of the Fenghua Banquet.

Ye Futian looked directly at Yu Jiang. He watched as the other lifted his glass and sipped it without breaking the eye contact. In Yu Jiang's eyes, Ye Futian's group was talented but they were too arrogant.

"Are we close?" Ye Futian's smile was more like a smirk.

"Of course not and I don't wish to be either." Yu Jiang set down his wine. "But since the princess invited you, shouldn't you respond?"

"It's alright. It was just the spur of the moment," Ye Lingxi said, seeing that the mood was off. Her beautiful smile was like a spring breeze that blew away a bit of the awkwardness.

"Princess, your tolerance is impressive but some people think too highly of themselves," Yu Jiang continued. "This is the banquet held by the emperor but some come with veiled faces. This is too self-conceited. Even Lin Yueyao, the top beauty of Cangye, is not like this." He was obviously targeting Hua Jieyu.

"My father said earlier that this is just like a family banquet. There is no need to feel restricted and there is no need to push others," Prince Ye Danchen said, seeing that Yu Jiang still wouldn't let the matter go.

They were all proud people and rivals at the Fenghua Banquet. It was natural that there would be some conflicts. This further tested their reactions and processing abilities.

Seeing that both a princess and prince had spoken, Ye Futian couldn't be too disrespectful. He smiled at Princess Ye Lingxi and said, "Indeed, I know a court dance and I am willing to play it for you."

With that, Ye Futian walked out alone. He came to the peach trees behind the banquet and sat down with crossed legs. As for Bai Qiu's suggestion of having Hua Jieyu dance and what Yu Jiang said about the veil, he ignored both of them. He respected the princess but not those two.

His Guqin Spirit appeared. A graceful melody traveled into everyone's ears, pulling everyone into the artistic conception of the song. The Melody of the White Feathers Garment was a superb court dance song and suited the current atmosphere. As the music played, the mood became more natural. Drinking under the festive atmosphere, many people were involuntarily influenced.

"This piece makes me feel that all the court dance songs from the past were nothing," Ye Danchen praised. "However, it feels like something is missing."

"This is a dance song. It is naturally missing a beauty," Bai Qiu said with a smile as he glanced at Hua Jieyu again. "But the beauty refuses to entertain us."

Yu Sheng stood up, his expression extremely cold. Bai Qiu was stirring trouble.

The music was affected as well, growing cooler. Seeing this situation, Princess Ye Lingxi smiled and said, "If there are no complaints, I can embarrass myself a little."

Shock flashed past everyone's eyes at these words. Would the princess dance personally?

"Princess, no," Yu Jiang said. How could a princess dance for Ye Futian?

"I was just joking. The princess mustn't take it seriously," Bai Qiu said.

"I am suddenly in the mood to do so. The music is so beautiful that someone must dance for it. Why can't I?" As Ye Lingxi spoke, she walked up to Ye Futian. Her long dress fluttered as she danced.

"Beautiful," Ye Danchen praised while everyone was still shocked.

Everyone's gazes were attracted by the dancing Princess Ye Lingxi and the music performer Ye Futian. Under the moonlight, peach blossoms covered the ground around them like a painting.

"If news of today's banquet spreads, it will become a beautiful legend," someone said. Many nodded in agreement. Before, they'd thought that the princess would be lowering herself by dancing. Now, they realized that it was a type of grace and this performance was indeed beautiful.

"Miss Zhixin, would you be able to add some color to this scene?" Ye Danchen asked Hua Zhixin.

Hua Zhixin smiled and walked to the peach trees. Using her hand as a brush, she gathered the Spiritual Qi into various spiritual birds. Cuckoos, cranes, and phoenixes flew in the air. They circled Ye Futian and Ye Lingxi, instantly making one feel that they were looking at a painting of fairies. This should not exist in the human world.

"So beautiful." Lin Yueyao could not help but praise this either. Ye Futian was extremely handsome and seemed to glow while playing the guqin. With the princess dancing for him and Zhixin's painting, the sight was mesmerizing.

At this moment, Bai Qiu and Yu Jiang looked uncomfortable. They didn't like Ye Futian so they had him perform. They didn't expect for this to become something beautiful. Bai Qiu especially was thinking that if he were the one playing right now, it would be a gorgeous sight.

When the song ended, everyone was still intoxicated by the melody. Ye Futian's Guqin Spirit disappeared. Ye Lingxi looked at him, her eyes sparkling. "The music was stunning."

"Princess, your dancing was beautiful as well," Ye Futian said with a smile.

"I must have you teach me this song in the future," Ye Lingxi replied and then walked into the crowd. Hua Zhixin nodded lightly at Ye Futian.

Ye Futian smiled in reply and returned to his spot. He gazed at the crowd and saw Bai Qiu and Yu Jiang staring at him coldly. His lips curled into a smirk. He had performed well at the Fenghua Banquet and both Yu Sheng and Hua Jieyu were outstanding. But Bai Qiu and Yu Jiang still wanted to trouble him. They probably thought that the trio was in a lower plane and still looked down on them. Hopefully, this sense of superiority would survive until after the Fenghua Banquet.

"Your Highness," Ye Futian called. Everyone looked over at him and he smiled. "There are seniors at home waiting for us to return. I have played a piece so now I must excuse myself."

"Alright." Ye Danchen smiled and nodded rather than stopping him. If Ye Futian stayed, there might be more conflicts. It would be better if he left.

"See you tomorrow," Ye Lingxi added.

Ye Futian nodded subtly and said, "See you at the Fenghua Platform." No one knew if he said this to the princess or someone else.

After that, the three rose and left. Someone helped them out of the palace. Under the moonlight, the three climbed onto the Black Wind Eagle to return.

"Was it nice to have the princess dance for you?" Hua Jieyu smiled at Ye Futian.

"When we get back, I'll play a piece and you dance for me. It'll be prettier," Ye Futian said, laughing.

"Sure." Hua Jieyu smiled but Ye Futian got a bad feeling from her smile.

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The next morning, countless people gathered around the Fenghua Platform. Yesterday, the Fenghua Banquet had started. Thousands upon thousands of strong talents came from all over the Cangye Kingdom. Now, only 200-some were left but they made the spectators much more excited.

When Ye Futian's group arrived, many people were already there—the Qin Clan, the Cangye College students, the Demon Clan, and various forces and nobles were all present.

As if sensing something, Ye Futian glanced over and saw Bai Qiu smiling at him. He knew what the smile meant.

Ye Futian looked away, ignoring Bai Qiu. The three continued forward, approaching the Fenghua Platform to prepare for the battles.

Carriages came from the direction of the palace. The emperor and empress came with the princes and princesses. They all sat in their seats. Ye Danchen and Ye Lingxi were there too, naturally. Ye Lingxi scanned the crowd and smiled at Ye Futian when she saw him.

Ye Futian returned the smile and glanced at Hua Jieyu nervously. "I'm being polite…"

What happened after they returned to the inn last night was unforgettable.

"I don't mind," Hua Jieyu said with a smile.

"Yes, I know," Ye Futian answered. Seeing Hua Jieyu's gentle smile, he almost believed her.

At this time, many people rose to bow to the emperor but he waved his hand. "No need for the customs. Please continue."

The elder from the Cangye College walked onto the Fenghua Platform. He put the remaining bookmarks into a line. Next, a minority of these names would shine on the Fenghua Platform and be known throughout the kingdom.

The Legend of Futian - Chapter 113: The Dinner

Bai Qiu was already a musical sorcerer in the Dharma Plane and Ye Futian was only in the Seven-Starred Glory Plane. It would be difficult enough to just catch up to Bai Qiu's current level in the span of one or two years. Musical sorcerers should indeed enter the Qin clan for cultivation.

Ye Futian looked at Bai Qiu with a peculiar expression. This was his second offer to Ye Futian. The first was to offer him a position as his musical attendant. This second time, even though he now had a better impression of Ye Futian, one could still hear from his tone of voice that Bai Qiu still felt superior to Ye Futian. 'With your current attainments, you might be equal to me after one or two years in the Qin Clan'? Did Ye Futian need one or two years? And must he enter the Qin Clan in order to do so?

Just as he was about to reject the offer, a rough, irritated voice said, "Will you shut up?"

Everyone turned their eyes over to the origin of the voice and saw Yu Sheng standing atop the Black Wind Eagle in the skies. He looked at Bai Qiu with an icy expression. Last time when Bai Qiu had asked Ye Futian to be his musical attendant, Yu Sheng was already pissed. Now, that Bai Qiu was showing his superiority over Ye Futian once again, Yu Sheng could not hold back anymore. noveltranslationweb.blogspot.com

To others, Bai Qiu's offer might have been a sign of his approval towards Ye Futian. The basis of that assumption was that even they thought Bai Qiu was better than Ye Futian. However, Yu Sheng had the exact opposite opinion. To Yu Sheng, Bai Qiu's offer was a blatant insult to Ye Futian, and the reason why he was so irritated.

Many people gave Yu Sheng strange looks. On the other hand, members of the Qin Clan did not have a good expression on their faces. Bai Qiu was a representative of the younger generation members of the Qin Clan. Outside of the clan, Bai Qiu was a representative of the clan's reputation. In their eyes, Bai Qiu admired Ye Futian's abilities and thus invited him to join the Qin Clan, but was berated by Yu Sheng.

"Even though your talents are impressive and is incredibly strong, to speak like that is still a little out of line." Bai Qiu did not say anything in reply to Yu Sheng's outburst. It was another member of the Qin Clan who spoke.

"Scram!" Yu Sheng said nothing else. He did not want to waste his breath.

"You…" The young clan member glared at Yu Sheng. How could he be so rude?

"The things he says are just as crazy as the way he fights." Everyone looked at Yu Sheng. He was talking to members of the Qin Clan and particularly, at the clan's Dharma Plane prodigy, Bai Qiu. He really did not show them any respect.

Bai Qiu did a once over of Yu Sheng and smiled. Then, he turned to say to Ye Futian, "I extended an offer to you out of the kindness of my heart. If you were not interested then so be it. However, we are at the Fenghua Banquet, in the presence of the emperor. Your friend is truly lacking proper etiquette."

Ye Futian's pupils contracted slightly. Bai Qiu was insinuating that Yu Sheng had no respect for the emperor.

Lifting his head to look at Bai Qiu, Ye Futian smiled and said, "Will you shut up?" The same question Yu Sheng asked.

Yu Sheng was only enraged because it regarded Ye Futian. Even if he was in the wrong, Ye Futian would not take any other side in front of outsiders. Besides, Ye Futian also did not like Bai Qiu much.

In the huge venue, many people watched Ye Futian. These people were really interesting.

Bai Qiu and the members of the Qin Clan were rendered speechless by Ye Futian utterance. Although Bai Qiu still had a smile on his face, everyone could tell that it was an awkward smile.

"I'll see you on the Fenghua Platform," said Bai Qiu coldly. He said nothing more after that.

Ye Futian did not care. A gust of wind brushed over Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu. The two of them were lifted into the air and onto the back of the Black Wind Eagle. Ye Futian glared quickly at Yu Sheng. Does this guy know how to keep a low profile?

Yu Sheng gave him a carefree smile. It was a good-natured smile, unlike his ferocious self a while ago.

The battles continued and participants joined nonstop. There were indeed many prodigies in the crowd. After the Seven-Starred Glory Plane cultivators were done, it was time for the higher-level cultivators. Eight-Starred Glory Plane, Nine-Starred Glory Plane, the battles were getting more and more intense. More and more extremely talented people emerged. Disregarding natural gifts and talents, if one was in a higher plane, it would be easier to get noticed by the emperor.

Ye Futian and the rest stayed on the Black Wind Eagle's back as they continued to observe the battles. Inwardly they thought, The Fenghua Banquet is indeed a gathering of talents in the Cangye Kingdom. Some participants were indeed very outstanding.

Ye Futian took notice of an Eight-Starred Glory Plane participant. It was a girl, beautiful and pure. She was not lacking in comparison to Cangye Kingdom's number one beauty, Lin Yueyao. The reason why she stood out to Ye Futian was her occupation class. She was a conjurer but also an inscriber. During the battle, she was able to simultaneously display her talents in both classes through drawing.

Her name was Hua Zhixin. As soon as she appeared on the battle platform, she was the center of attention. Spectators began to discuss about. It seemed that she was pretty well-known. Of course, the Cangye Kingdom's number beauty, Lin Yueyao, received more attention when she appeared because she was more attractive.

Besides these two participants, there were others in the Glory Plane who stood out from the rest but none that attracted as much attention as the two beauties.

After everyone in the Glory Plane was finished, it was already almost dusk. Next, it was time for the Dharma Plane cultivators. There was nowhere as many Dharma Plane participants as there was in the Glory Plane. There were only a couple hundred people, and most of them were first level Dharma Plane cultivators.

The battle between Dharma Plane cultivators was far more ferocious than that of the Glory Plane cultivators. When all participants began to release their realization of Dharma, everything became a blur for the audience. Especially because it was a chaotic battle between so many people. It was a truly thrilling scene. Every individual battle was enough to get people's hearts racing.

Ye Futian paid close attention to the Dharma Plane battles. He also took notice of Bai Qiu's battle.

Bai Qiu was arrogant and rightfully so, because he did possess the gifts and talents. During the battle, he stayed to one side and played a piece. No one was able to even get close to him and this was what made him stand out amongst everyone else.

Besides Bai Qiu, several of the Dharma Plane students from Cangye College were also very powerful. There was also a young man, who people called Young Lord. His sword skills were eye-opening. Ye Futian had his name memorized: Ye Wuchen. They shared a surname.

Finally, after all battles had ceased, only a little over 200 of the initial 10,000 plus participants had passed. They were allowed to continue competing in this year's Fenghua Banquet.

The night had fallen and the skies were now pitch black but outside the imperial palace, the lights illuminated the Fenghua Platform.

The emperor stood from his throne and everyone followed suit immediately. A figure walked out from beside the emperor and said with a smile, "His Majesty has set up a feast in the imperial palace. All participants who have passed today may follow His Majesty into the palace."

Everyone nodded lightly. It was a banquet after all, there must be a feast. Besides during the battles, those of true talent were able to share a meal with the emperor. It would be a formal and official meeting with the emperor. That was why, they must filter out only the best of the best in this first round and why there were only 200 some people left from over 10,000 participants.

Ye Futian and his friends traveled to the back of the crowd and arrived in front of Hua Fengliu and the rest. He said, "Master, we're going to head into the imperial palace. Once the dinner is over, we'll head back to the inn."

"Go," smiled Hua Fengliu. There was no need to worry. The emperor of the Cangye Kingdom seemed to be an open-minded person. His reason for holding the Fenghua Banquet was to search for talented cultivators. Naturally, there was no need for Hua Fengliu to worry about anything happening to the trio in the palace.

Ye Futian turned back and the three youngsters walked towards the imperial palace. The emperor left first in his carriage. The participants had others to lead the way.

Passing the Fenghua Platform was the Fenghua Gate. After that, was a straight road to the imperial palace. The palace architecture had its own unique style. The large group was led into the royal garden. The environment was extremely beautiful, extravagant but not lacking elegance.

The emperor and empress were already waiting in the garden. Everyone approached to bow and make their greetings.

"No need to be too formal, just treat this as a regular family dinner. Sit as you please," smiled the emperor. Then, he took his own seat with the empress. Only then did everyone take a seat. Everyone had their own small table. Ye Futian, Hua Jieyu, and Yu Sheng all sat at their own tables.

"Today was the beginning of the Fenghua Banquet. Everyone present now is the pride of the younger generation in the Cangye Kingdom. You guys are the future of our country. The empress and I toast to you all." The emperor lifted his wine glass and everyone followed right after.

"When the Fenghua Banquet comes to an end, I know that not everyone will be pleased with the results. However, to have reached this point, you already proved your talent. Even if you are unable to advance after tomorrow, please do not be discouraged," said the emperor. Everyone seated below was of the younger generation and not suited to have conversation with the emperor, so they just sat and listened.

The emperor continued with a smile, "I know that you guys won't be able to let loose with me here. I will let these youngsters stay to socialize with you guys and I'll take my leave now. No one is allowed to leave too early today or else it will hurt my pride." After he finished, the emperor left with a smile, the empress following alongside him. However, the two princes and the two princesses stayed behind.

The people present today could very well become important people in the Cangye Kingdom. It would not hurt for the princes and princesses to become acquainted with them early on. This was another purpose of tonight's feast.

"Alright, now that Father has left, you guys can let loose," laughed a prince. Everyone laughed as well, and there was a change in the atmosphere. The princes and princesses were of a similar age as everyone seated at the dinner. There was no need to be overly formal amongst a group of all youths. After all, they were all cultivators with outstanding gifts and talents, so compared to ordinary people, they were not as awestruck by royalty.

"This is my first time to see Goddess Lin Yueyao at such close proximity. You are indeed a beauty previously only seen in paintings," the prince complimented Lin Yueyao.

"She is indeed the number one beauty of Cangye Kingdom. It's not just rumors," said a person in the crowd.

"It's simply a title others have given me as a joke. Your Highness had over praised me," Lin Yueyao replied with a hint of a smile.

"In a moment like this, how can we not have some music?" asked a gentle voice. It was one of the princesses. She looked towards Bai Qiu and Ye Futian. Both musical sorcerers were extremely handsome, gentlemanly, and talented.

"The music of the Qin Clan is not suited for this atmosphere. I'm afraid I will have to disappoint you, Princess," smiled Bai Qiu. "However, during today's Fenghua Banquet, Ye Futian played and Hua Jieyu danced. They complemented each other so well, truly a match made in heaven. Why don't you guys take this chance to impress everyone with your performance?"

Everyone at the venue smiled at Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu. Earlier today, the trio really did steal the show with their abilities. Furthermore, Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu were obviously a couple. Their collaborative performance during the Fenghua Banquet was just too pleasing!

The Legend of Futian - Chapter 112: Fight While Holding Hands

Yu Sheng became the center of attention with one battle. Of the most popular contenders for the Fenghua Rank, Yun Di was the only one in the Seven-star Glory Plane because he had very high demon-training talents. He could control all demons under the Dharma Plane, and even demons of the Dharma Plane would be affected. He was also a Mandate Sorcerer with high combat abilities. With his first battle, he summoned countless beasts and was brilliant. However, this was all done to make someone else look better in comparison. Everyone thought of the thanks Yu Sheng had said. He was such a jerk!

Cen Xia's heart trembled. It seemed that Yu Sheng had only shown the tip of the iceberg at the pretest in the Cangye College. Was this his true power? This was crazy.

The people of the Demon Clan in the air looked aghast. They had put so much hope in Yun Di but he was defeated in the first round. The opponent was even on the same plane. With this, they knew that Yun Di's name would not appear in the Fenghua Rank. Someone of the same plane was more outstanding than him.

At this moment, the emperor sat in the royal seat. He noticed Yu Sheng look over as if observing him. There was no reverence at all. Yu Sheng seemed to just want to see what the emperor was like.

"As expected, different from everyone else," the emperor said with a chuckle. He naturally would not be angry at Yu Sheng for a look. He was the emperor and had the tolerance of an emperor.

The point of the Fenghua Banquet was to find the most impressive of the younger generation in Cangye Kingdom. This was why he ordered that anyone who hurt the attendees of the Fenghua Banquet would be executed. He would not do so either, of course. Otherwise, how would he be able to continue the banquet?

The nearby nobles heard the emperor's words and realized that he thought highly of Yu Sheng. From the youth's aggressive performance, they could see that he was practically born for battle. Only Ye Futian was not surprised. How could anyone of the same plane defeat Yu Sheng?

"Yu Sheng, Yun Di, pass," the elder from Cangye College announced. He kept the bookmarks with their names and put away all the rest. This was expected. Yun Di had lost but he wouldn't end here.

Yu Sheng started back. He looked up into the sky and then pushed off from the Fenghua Platform. He shot up into the sky like a sword.

"Wind." Ye Futian reached out. Wind blew past and wrapped around Yu Sheng. Using this gust of wind, Yu Sheng landed onto the Black Wind Eagle. Many people looked in the direction of the Eagle. This way, they also saw Ye Futian and the veiled Hua Jieyu. The three all looked familiar. No one knew who they were or where they came from.

The dean continued to name people and the battles went on. Outstanding figures continued to appear but there were no collisions like Yu Sheng and Yun Di.

As the battles continued, Ye Futian finally heard his name. However, the name after his was Hua Jieyu. He was stunned. They had been put into the same round.

The two met eyes and smiled. Then the wind wrapped around them and took them downward. They descended upon the Fenghua Platform like a pair of ethereal lovers, instantly attracting the gazes of many. They were with Yu Sheng and Yu Sheng's battle had been too amazing.

In the air, Bai Qiu from the Qin Clan looked at Ye Futian. They had met three days ago. He had invited Ye Futian to be his musical attendant but was rejected. Now, he realized that Ye Futian had a reason for the confidence. If Yu Sheng was this powerful, Ye Futian couldn't be much worse.

Lin Yueyao, known as the number one beauty of Cangye, also looked at Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu. She was also curious because she had heard what Ye Futian had said to Hua Jieyu that day. Though the girl was veiled, her figure and aura were both amazing. Her facial features must be beautiful as well. However, Lin Yueyao didn't believe Hua Jieyu could be prettier than her.

The Demon Clan though did not look friendly. It was clearly because of Yu Sheng. Coincidentally, there were two disciples of the Demon Clan in this round. The emperor had ordered that conflicts from the Fenghua Banquet could not be avenged for in private. However, there was no problem in doing so during the banquet.

Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu walked to a place and Ye Futian sat down. His Guqin Spirit appeared and fell behind him. Hua Jieyu stood quietly beside him as if she didn't care for the battle.

Music rose. The graceful melody traveled from the Guqin Spirit behind Ye Futian. It made one feel comfortable as if it wasn't a musical spell for battle.

The two Demon Clan disciples walked towards them. One held a flute, which he brought to his lips and played. There was instantly an eerie sound. Glory Plane demons rustled in the air again, making all the masters of the demons upset. Did they bring their beasts here just so the Demon Clan could use them?

However, though the demons seemed to riot, they didn't leave. Spiritual Qi gathered before the flutist and transformed into a vague demon. It charged toward Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu. His tactics were similar to a conjurer's but were not as powerful as the demon a conjurer could draw.

Hua Jieyu reached out. An invisible spiritual storm appeared instantly, stopping the demon created by Spiritual Qi. Then she clenched a fist and the demon scattered into the Spiritual Qi again.

"You fight and I'll support," Ye Futian murmured. One needed to show their talents to pass the Fenghua Banquet, so avoiding the fight was unrealistic. Ye Futian couldn't perform by himself either. That way, Hua Jieyu would be unnecessary.

"Okay." Hua Jieyu nodded lightly. Music flowed into her ears endlessly but they were not offensive spells. They were supplementary spells. Hua Jieyu felt her spiritual energy increase at that moment. She walked before Ye Futian, a glint appearing in her pretty eyes. Following that, there was a shocking amount of Spiritual Qi around her.

Boom! The two Demon Clan members felt their bodies stiffen. A gust of huge power dropped directly onto them, forcing their bodies to fly up involuntarily.

"This…" The others preparing to fight on the platform were shocked. They all looked at the Demon Clan members. Then they saw wood elemental Spiritual Qi turn into vines that swept toward the two, hurling them into the air.

"Deal with these two first," someone on the Fenghua Platform murmured. Everyone looked at Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu. Then, aggressive auras exploded towards the two. The strong figures of the Fenghua Platform vaguely surrounded them. But Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu didn't seem to notice. Ye Futian continued to play his guqin; the wood elemental Spiritual Qi around Hua Jieyu grew more violent until it was about to turn into a storm.

The next moment, she released the Lock of a Thousand Vines. Endless vines swept in all directions from Hua Jieyu's side. The Lock of a Thousand Vines was a pretty powerful controlling spell of the wood elemental sorcery. Many people would cultivate it but different people had different power.

Hua Jieyu's spiritual energy was terrifying. With this, she was able to control the Spiritual Qi of all elements. Thus, she could naturally release spells of any type of element.

Many of those who saw the incoming vines flashed or used spells and martial arts techniques to hack at the vines. However, with Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu's teamwork, the Lock of a Thousand Vines became extremely strong. Many people were curled up and thrown into the distance. However, some powerful figures also used extremely strong momentum to rush up for close-range fighting. Long-distance fighting was definitely a disaster when faced with two spiritual sorcerers.

When two figures approached, Hua Jieyu reached out her slender hands and they were instantly immobilized. She slowly floated up, shining like a fairy. The two powerful cultivators were unable to break free from the invisible strength. With rustles, the vines snaked toward them and tossed them out.

"I don't want to hurt anyone. Just surrender," Hua Jieyu said softly. Still hovering in the air, another sharp metal elemental storm burst around her. It gathered into swords and spears, dancing around her. Everyone understood that Hua Jieyu had not shown her true powers yet. If she used an offensive spell after releasing the Lock of a Thousand Vines, it would be a catastrophe for many. They all felt despair. The power of a musical sorcerer and an offensive spiritual sorcerer working together was terrifying.

"Her spiritual energy seems powerful," many murmured as they gazed at Hua Jieyu. Ye Futian's musical spell had also increased her power, resulting in the current situation.

Many people began to give up and leave, depressed. They used to say they were geniuses and were the strong ones in their planes. Now, they knew they were just a big fish in a small pond.

"Ye Futian, Hua Jieyu, pass," the Cangye College elder announced. Ye Futian did not fight but it was clear from how he helped Hua Jieyu that he could do much more.

Ye Futian bowed slightly to the emperor and prepared to leave with Hua Jieyu.

"You should join the Qin Clan," someone in the air said. Ye Futian looked up and saw Bai Qiu. "I had misunderstood you before and wanted you to be my musical attendant. I realize you're more talented than I had imagined. I doubt you would be satisfied with being a musical attendant. With your current attainments, you might be equal to me after one or two years in the Qin Clan," Bai Qiu said.

Many people looked over at him. It seemed that Ye Futian's musical sorcery had impressed Bai Qiu and made him want to have Ye Futian for himself. He even said that Ye Futian might be equal to him in one or two years. That was an extremely high praise for Ye Futian!