The Legend of Futian - Chapter 138: Barren Ancient World

Around the battle platform, countless eyes watched Luo Junlin in the air. They didn't know how powerful the Royal Xuan Temple was but it was clear from Emperor Luo and Luo Junlin's attitude.

The Royal Xuan Temple was a force far above the Nandou Nation.

Crown Prince Luo Junlin was favored by the Royal Xuan Temple and was accepted as a disciple. He was definitely an unparalleled talent of the Nandou Nation now.

"Congratulations, Your Highness, congratulations, Crown Prince." Minister Hua stood up now and bowed to the emperor and Luo Junlin. Many other Nandou nobles also stood up to bow. Gradually, the attendees of the Tingfeng Banquet all followed. The sight was as majestic as tidal waves crashing.

Amongst the crowd, the people from the Donghai Academy's School of the Emperor Star and Nandou clan were stunned, especially the latter. They knew more about the Eastern Barren Territory and knew what this meant. Their ancestor had died in the Barren Ancient World.

Many of the younger generation looked to the crown prince with envy and respect. However, Lin Xiyue looked at Ye Futian instead. The crown prince seemed to have joined the powerful clan from the outside world. Its power was above a kingdom's. Would the brilliant and handsome youth be able to counter him?

The emperors of the three nations and the other talents watched this scene quietly. The emperors finally realized the true reason why Emperor Luo invited them.

Emperor Luo waved at them all. He smiled and said, "Receiving this news during the Tingfeng Banquet is truly a celebratory matter. I will greatly reward the most talented of this year's banquet. Let's continue now."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Everyone smiled. The Tingfeng Banquet continued.

"The crown prince will cultivate in the Royal Xuan Temple and has the noble will. He must become a Noble in a few years," Minister Hua said, smiling. Emperor Luo was happy to hear this but the other emperors knew that Minister Hua was just kissing up to him. Luo Junlin was already at the peak of the Dharma Plane but there was still the Arcana Plane after that. Entering the Noble Plane in a few years was a fool's dream.

However, he had received the noble will in the Barren Ancient World and would cultivate in the Royal Xuan Temple. Becoming a Noble figure was just a matter of time.

"Congratulations, Brother Luo," the emperors of Yunchu and Yan commended. They were jealous but they still had to say something. Once Luo Junlin became a Noble, there would be two figures of the Noble Plane in the Nandou Nation. In addition, Luo Junlin could reach a higher plane in the Royal Xuan Temple. They couldn't become rivals with the Nandou Nation's royal family.

"Thank you." Emperor Luo chuckled and looked over at Emperor Ye. "Emperor Ye, what do you think?" he asked with a smile.

"You're quite lucky." Emperor Ye smiled casually. He was thinking that if Ye Futian was also at the pinnacle of the Dharma Plane, he would sacrifice his own chance to send Ye Futian into the Barren Ancient World. He might be able to win an opportunity for the youth. However, Ye Futian's cultivation was too weak. It would be hard to establish himself in the Barren Ancient World, no matter how talented he was.

"Lucky?" Emperor Luo sneered and said, "I suggest Emperor Ye reconsider his actions. Perhaps I can overlook the rejection from before." As he spoke, he glanced at Ye Futian. He obviously wanted to force Emperor Ye to hand him over.

"If you believe in Luo Junlin so much, why must you always ask me for the boy?" Emperor Ye asked, looking at Luo Junlin. "Or are you unconfident in him, thinking that he's not comparable to Ye Futian?"

"Nonsense." Emperor Luo scoffed. "If you insist, then just wait and see."

Luo Junlin glanced at Emperor Ye. Then his gaze fell upon Ye Futian, disdain filling his eyes. Ye Futian didn't care about Luo Junlin's gaze. He wasn't familiar with the Royal Xuan Temple. Whether Luo Junlin joined them or not, he wasn't a threat to Ye Futian yet so why did it matter? It would just be harder to kill him in the future.

Right now, Ye Futian was thinking of something else. It had been so familiar when Luo Junlin released his noble will earlier.

That day at the brink between life and death in the Donghai City, the emperor's will had appeared in him, giving him the Imperial Tactics. When he used to Imperial Tactics afterward, the emperor will would appear. Was this similar to the noble will that Luo Junlin had?

"Unbelievable," Zuo Qianfan said from beside Ye Futian. "The Nandou Nation will most likely have two Nobles."

"There's still a while," Hua Zhixin said softly.

"Better to be safe than sorry. If that day really comes, Cangye will be in trouble." Zuo Qianfan glanced at Ye Futian and asked, "Don't you all have any thoughts?"

No one replied but many looked at Ye Futian. All they received was Yu Sheng's indifferent reply. "It's just in the future. At that time, wouldn't we have improved as well? You think someone like you can be a genius?"

"Presumptuous," Zuo Qianfan replied coldly. "Don't you know what the noble will signifies?"

"It's just a plane in cultivation. Is it very powerful?" Yu Sheng stared at him.

The people of the Fenghua Rank all looked at him and saw that there was no fear in his eyes. They seemed to become re-acquainted with Yu Sheng through this. Was the Noble Plane just another plane for this guy? To many, a noble represented the emperor—an unmatchable talent.

Zuo Qianfan studied Yu Sheng and then laughed. He was foolishly arrogant.

Emperor Ye was attracted by their argument. He gazed at Yu Sheng's unrelenting eyes and chuckled. "Yu Sheng is right. The Noble Plane is just another plane in cultivation. You are all on the Fenghua Rank. Don't you have the intention of entering the Noble Plane?"

Seeing that Emperor Ye was speaking up for Yu Sheng, Zuo Qianfan had no way of replying. Though Emperor Ye wasn't wrong, Zuo Qianfan knew that it wasn't that easy to enter the Noble Plane. Not only did it require high talent, one also needed the noble fate and noble will. This was impossible for the majority of people.

"Your Majesty, where did those people come from? What is the Barren Ancient World?" Hua Zhixin asked now. Her father hadn't told her about this before.

"Since you've seen them today, I shall tell you," Emperor Ye said after hearing Hua Zhixin's question. Everyone from the Cangye Kingdom looked at him full of curiosity.

"Both the Cangye Kingdom and Nandou Nation are part of the Eastern Barren Territory but that is not all. The territory is boundless. Even as an emperor, I still don't know just how vast the territory is. Apparently, there are hundreds of nations in the region we live in. It is known as the Hundred Lands of the Eastern Barren Territory, stretching an immense amount of land. However, this is not the center of the territory."

Emperor Ye continued slowly, "The center of the Eastern Barren Territory contains countless extremely powerful forces. Those of the Noble Plane can become kings and emperors in the Hundred Lands. However, in the central region, there may be countless Nobles in the stronger forces. There are even more top forces. The Royal Xuan Temple that came earlier is a very famous one in the Eastern Barren Territory."

Everyone was stunned. The outside world was far larger than they'd imagined. The Hundred Lands was just a small part of the Eastern Barren Territory. They finally understood the hidden meaning behind Luo Junlin's words yesterday.

"Is the Barren Ancient World a secret place for trials?" Lin Yueyao asked.

"No." Emperor Ye shook his head. "It's the so-called trial for the people of the Hundred Lands. In actuality, the Barren Ancient World is the true arupavacara. It is the place of fate and the birthplace of Nobles. Since the beginning of history, the people of the Hundred Lands must enter the Barren Ancient World to take the noble fate in order to enter the Noble Plane. This allows the noble will to be born in one's body for the breakthrough.

"The fate that goes against destiny has created countless rare objects, even rare demons. Many of the top forces in the Eastern Barren Territory establish clans in the Barren Ancient World. After countless years, it has become just like the outside world. There are clans and kingdoms with the cityscape."

"Why have we never heard of this type of place?" Lin Yueyao asked softly.

"The people of the Hundred Lands can't enter the Barren Ancient World freely. Only Nobles have the chance. Furthermore, the Barren Ancient World has an upper and lower realm. The upper realm is known as the Noble Path for people of the Hundred Lands. The lower realm can only be entered by people under the Arcana Plane. To us, entering the Barren Ancient World is very difficult but Emperor Luo gave his chance to Luo Junlin. He brought his son into the lower realm and Luo Junlin returned with the fate."

Everyone listened earnestly. They had a general idea about the Barren Ancient World and was a bit shocked.

Ye Futian listened quietly too. He suddenly remembered something. In the Cangye Kingdom's palace, the imperial advisor had said that he went out for the trial with the Nandou emperor. The current Emperor Luo had attacked the emperor of the Nandou Nation and stole his fate. Had they gone to the Barren Ancient World?

He had a feeling it was very possible. Emperor Luo had changed his fate in the Barren Ancient World. Thus, he tried to send his son there to do the same.

Now, Luo Junlin had succeeded. He entered the Barren Ancient World and received the noble fate. He was valued highly by the strong cultivators of the Royal Xuan Temple and was accepted as a disciple.

"Other than that, there is another path in the Barren Ancient World," Emperor Ye said. "It leads to all directions in the Eastern Barren Territory. The big clans guard these critical entrances. Cultivate well and when you all reach the peak of the Dharma Plane, I may consider sending you to the Barren Ancient World. All the top talents and various forces are there. Though I've never been there, I'm sure it's an incredible little world." Emperor Ye chuckled.

The Tingfeng Banquet continued. The Nandou Nation's citizens were excited. As more and more geniuses appeared, cheers sounded frequently. However, the prides of the Cangye Kingdom seemed distracted.

They'd always thought that they were the prides living in the center of the kingdom. Now, they suddenly discovered that there was an even more incredible world out there. They were shaken and really wanted to witness the small world filled with the talents of the Eastern Barren Territory! noveltranslationweb.blogspot.com

The Legend of Futian - Chapter 137: The Royal Xuan Temple

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After Ye Futian had spoken, everyone around could only stare at him wide-eyed and dumbfounded.

"This…" Even his fellow cultivators on the Fenghua Rank were speechless. Ye Futian was just too arrogant. But at the same time, hearing him insult others was a great feeling.

Even Bai Qiu was feeling better about Ye Futian. Good thing Ye Futian didn't use my defeat as an example. Would Zhou Mu spit blood in anger if he heard what Ye Futian said?

Emperor Ye blinked a couple of times. The young man he picked for first place on the Fenghua Rank was one with personality.

Everyone from the Yunchu Nation and the Yan Kingdom were frozen in shock. They watched as Ye Futian continued to focus on the battle platform. Although it was not specified that Ye Futian was speaking to Chu Kuangren, the latter could not stand what Ye Futian was saying.

The emperors could not help but turn their attention to Ye Futian, especially the emperor of the Yunchu Nation. Chu Kuangren was his son, so he knew well of his abilities. Where did this Glory Plane nobody get the courage to speak in such a manner? However, he was an emperor. So naturally, he was not going to involve himself in a conflict between those of the younger generation. But still, listening to what Ye Futian was saying, he was asking for a beating.

Chu Kuangren was dazed for a moment. Then, he sneered and said, "All geniuses are arrogant. There is no need for surprise. But to hear a mere Glory Plane cultivator like yourself speaking out so wildly is a first. It's a bit absurd. If you were in the Dharma Plane, I wouldn't have minded personally teaching you how to conduct yourself properly."

Ye Futian turned to Chu Kuangren with a slight smile on his face. "Alright, if I get the chance, I'll definitely ask for your advice."

"Let's wait until you enter the Dharma Plane." Chu Kuangren turned his head away from Ye Futian, no longer looking at him. Chu Kuangren was not his real name, but this name was much more well-known than his original name. After a while, people had forgotten his real name. This went to show just how wild Chu Kuangren was. But now, Chu Kuangren had met his match.

"We'll just wait to test him out after the results of the Tingfeng Banquet are announced," said Yan Qi. After listening to Ye Futian's words, even he wanted to beat him up. How could Ye Futian compare Chu Kuangren to an opponent he once defeated, and go as far as to say he'd be much better-behaved later? The young man on the battle platform, Zhou Mu, was indeed talented, but how could he be compared to Chu Kuangren? Chu Kuangren was the most powerful cultivator of the younger generation in all of Yunchu Nation!

Ye Futian shook his head lightly. He was not very interested in what they were talking about. The only thing he would gain from defeating the prodigies of the Yunchu Nation and the Yan Kingdom was praise. It would also make him more enemies. There was no need for Ye Futian to prove himself to the others. Even last night, when Chu Kuangren tried to provoke him, Ye Futian just left, not wanting to deal with him.

How fitting of a person who once defied my order, thought Emperor Luo. He then called out, "Ye Futian!"

Ye Futian's eyes brightened and he turned his body around, his eyes falling on Emperor Luo. Emperor Luo had eyes filled with arrogance and pressing air of royalty surrounding him. One would not have been able to guess that he had usurped the throne to become emperor. In these 300 plus years, he had already gotten used to this identity. He was the emperor of the Nandou Nation, the one and only. It was because of this that he was so domineering and had no respect for others. This was also why he was able to make those two unreasonable orders.

"Had you followed my order and come to the imperial city, perhaps I would have given you another chance. Why did you have to try so hard to escape? Now, your ending will remain the same. Do you ever regret your decision?" Emperor Luo suddenly asked bluntly. There was no beating around the bush.

Ye Futian looked at Emperor Luo. Just as Emperor Ye had said, he was very confident that he would get Ye Futian. Where did Emperor Luo get this confidence from?

"What's done is done. Why would I regret it?" Ye Futian said nonchalantly.

"You're right," chuckled Emperor Luo. "People usually don't have regrets until they reach a dead end. Nandou Nation is my world. My order is the order of the heavens. If you defy my order, then you are going against the mandate of heaven. Even if what Minister Zuo foretold is true, that you really are fated to become emperor, it wouldn't change a thing."

The other emperors looked strangely at Emperor Luo, then at Ye Futian. This young man who was first place on the Fenghua Rank had the fate of an emperor?

Hearing these words, Ye Futian remained calm. He was simply curious as to why Emperor Luo would say these things here and now. His every word dripped with arrogance. Only Ye Futian knew, if Minister Zuo truly had told his fortune, he was not just fated to become emperor.

Ye Futian looked to Minister Zuo who was seated right below Emperor Luo. He sat there quietly, as if he truly no longer cared for such things.

"If it makes Your Majesty happy, you are welcome to say anything you want," smiled Ye Futian. He did not try to go against Emperor Luo. Right now, Ye Futian still lacked the ability to challenge him.

"Even if you possess the fate of an emperor, you should consider yourself lucky to be able to become my son's study attendant," said Emperor Luo. "Unfortunately, you did not know to cherish such an opportunity."

Ye Futian did not reply. Everyone in the Nandou Nation knew that out of all of Emperor Luo's children, he doted on Crown Prince Luo Junlin the most. He was made Crown Prince from a very young age, and was going to inherit the throne in the future. His gifts were like no other, and he was thought of as peerless throughout the whole Nandou Nation. He was truly extraordinary. Since he possessed such spectacular gifts, as his father, Emperor Luo had the utmost confidence in Luo Junlin.

"Crown Prince Luo Junlin was born a couple of years too early. Otherwise, this rascal would have been able to exchange a few moves and learn a thing or two from him," the emperor of the Yunchu Nation said while looking ahead at Chu Kuangren. He also had the same confidence in his own son.

"Is that so?" laughed Emperor Luo. His words carried a hint of disdain. Emperor Chu did not argue further.

The Tingfeng Banquet continued. Young cultivators continued to emerge to the audience. Among them were those with extraordinary talents. At noon, it seemed as if no one had left. The atmosphere in the Tingfeng Banquet was still roaring despite the hot, beaming sun.

Just then, the emperors turned in the direction of the Nandou Nation's imperial palace, their expressions strange. There was actually someone who dared to fly in the air above the imperial palace? Especially during the Tingfeng Banquet? They truly had no respect for the emperor of the Nandou Nation.

Emperor Ye and the two other emperors looked toward Emperor Luo. They saw a glimmer in his eyes as he stared toward the imperial palace. It was as if he were anticipating something. Rays of light, strong like the sun's rays, shined in their direction. The light moved closer until it was directly above them. A roar erupted through the air and the audience of the Tingfeng Banquet looked up to the sky in shock. Who dares to be so disrespectful in the audience of the four emperors?

"The Tingfeng Banquet will stop for the time being. Everyone, step down from the battle platform," Emperor Luo stood and announced. His voice reached the nine platforms, sending chills down the backs of all participants. Even those in the midst of a heated duel did not dare to go against the emperor's order and halted immediately. Everyone scampered off the platforms. noveltranslationweb.blogspot.com

In mid-air, three figures stood loftily. They were basked in the sun's rays and reflected an even brighter light. The three of them floated above the four emperors as if that was how it was meant to be. The haughty expressions on their faces said that they thought nothing of the emperors or the Tingfeng Banquet.

Noble Plane. Emperor Luo, Emperor Chu, and Emperor Yan's eyes sparkled. Three Noble Plane cultivators had arrived in the Nandou Nation. No wonder they had no regard for anything and even flew over the imperial palace. This was a truly frightening situation. The aura of the three guests combined was stronger than that of the three emperors. While they were shocked, they were also confused. In the Hundred Lands of the Eastern Barren Territory, which country could have sent out this terrifying line-up.

The large crowd present at the banquet were even more curious. To them, the Noble Plane meant the emperors. A once in a lifetime occurrence, these three people seemed to have powers above the emperors. Who were these people who dared to disregard the emperors?

"Where is Luo Junlin?" the leader of the group asked. Emperor Luo's eyes widened. Has the time finally come? It was quicker than he anticipated.

Luo Junlin stood, fists clenched. There was a hint of excitement in his eyes. With steady steps, he headed toward the trio. Looking up at them, he said, "My most humble greetings, seniors."

"Let us take a look," said the leader. Luo Junlin nodded and released a frightening force of energy in front of everyone's eyes. A golden light washed over the skies. Luo Junlin was enveloped in an air of royalty, projecting the aura of a young noble. He was insufferably arrogant.

Noble will. Emperor Ye and the two other visiting emperors were shocked. The stood from their seats, looking up at the sky, they seemed to have a few things figured out.

In this moment, Emperor Ye finally understood why Emperor Luo was so confident—he actually sent Luo Junlin into that place. And Luo Junlin succeeded. This meant that he possessed a scary gift.

"During your trial in the Ancient Barren World, you acquired the noble fate. We come from the Eastern Barren Territory's Royal Xuan Temple. Are you willing to join us?" asked the leader.

Luo Junlin bowed in respected and replied, "I am!"

"Alright. Are you going to leave with us now or will you come alone a little later?" the leader asked.

"I still have some business to take care of and will head over at a later time," answered Luo Junlin.

"Very good then," nodded the leader. He handed a badge to Luo Junlin and said, "This is the Royal Xuan Emblem. Infuse your spiritual energy into the emblem and we will know whether you are alive or dead. From now on, you are a student of the Royal Xuan Temple. Come within three months."

"Yes, Senior," bowed Luo Junlin.

"Goodbye," nodded the leader. Then, the three of them flew away, turning in rays of light. From beginning to end, they did not look at the four emperors even once.

It was as if in their eyes, the emperors, who were above all, were not worthy of even a single glance.

"Take care, Senior," said Luo Junlin, still bowing.

Emperor Ye and the other two emperors stared at Luo Junlin. Their inner thoughts were all stirred up. The Royal Xuan Temple was an extremely powerful force from faraway in the center of the Eastern Barren Territory!

The Legend of Futian - Chapter 136: Much Better-behaved

Lin Xiyue's pretty eyes focused on Ye Futian. From the close distance, she could see that he'd matured a lot since their first meeting on the ship in the East Sea. He'd become even more handsome and was no longer the youth from before.

"Yes, I'm cultivating at Donghai Academy. You aren't mad, are you?" Lin Xiyue asked with a smile.

"Why would I be mad?" Ye Futian shook his head. He wasn't that close-minded. He would remember the people from the School of the Emperor Star but the conflict had nothing to do with Donghai Academy, let alone a regular disciple from that academy.

"You still didn't tell me why you're here. Is there something wrong?" Ye Futian asked.

"Can't I come to see a friend?" Lin Xiyue smiled gently.

Seeing her like that, Ye Futian smiled and nodded. "Of course."

"There's nothing much," Lin Xiyue said. "I just saw you at the Tingfeng Banquet and wanted to come see you. I was worried for you after what happened at Donghai City. I can't believe you found your place in the Cangye Kingdom so quickly and are even appreciated by the emperor. I worried for nothing." She was natural and poised.

"Thanks," Ye Futian said, chuckling. "Did you hear about Yi Xiang, headmaster of the School of the Finance Star, in Donghai City?"

Lin Xiyue smiled. "Don't worry, Senior Yi should be fine. I asked my father about him. He was hurt after helping you delay the strong cultivators that day but retreated safely. He wasn't Minister Hua's main target and there wasn't any news afterward so I'm sure he's fine."

Ye Futian was reassured. He knew the old fox wouldn't run into trouble so easily.

"Alright, I said hi to you and now I'm leaving." Lin Xiyue gave a small smile.

Ye Futian nodded. "Go back safely."

"Okay." Lin Xiyue nodded lightly and turned to leave. Ye Futian watched her receding backside and then walked toward the pavilion.

Yu Sheng walked beside him and muttered, "How many girls are you gonna ruin?"

"It's not my fault I'm attractive." Ye Futian laughed and glanced at his friend with a smug expression as if saying, Do you see the difference between us?

Yu Sheng rolled his eyes and strode off. He didn't want to give Ye Futian the chance to be cocky.

Ye Futian blinked and stared at Yu Sheng's back. This wasn't right. Shouldn't he be the one to walk away proudly?

"You've turned bad," Ye Futian muttered. When he returned to the courtyard, he practiced the guqin to raise his spiritual power rather than rest. Ever since he began cultivating, his experiences and changes in his mind made him desire more and more to advance in planes. Back in Qingzhou City, his godfather's expectations for him to become emperor had seemed like a fantasy. Now, he was truly working toward it.

Time passed bit by bit. Late at night, Ye Futian was still playing. Many emotions seemed to be hidden in the song. Returning to the Nandou Nation, his home country, this time, his identity had changed. He had come with Emperor Ye to attend the banquet. Everything was like a dream.

As the music streamed into the silent air, there was a violent surge of Spiritual Qi in the air. They rushed into Ye Futian's body but he didn't seem to feel anything. He continued playing and the melody gradually rose from the low tone. There was a feeling of throwing the past behind. The Spiritual Qi grew more furious, dancing with the song. This persisted for a long while. When the last note sounded, there was sudden silence and the Spiritual Qi was sucked into his body.

His eyes flew open, sparkling. Then Ye Futian smiled. He'd had a breakthrough and entered the Eight-star Glory Plane. After the breakthrough, he still didn't rest and continued to cultivate his martial arts. The strengthening of his Spiritual Energy could raise his tenacity and was also helpful in cultivating martial arts.

Wind came from his punches. Ye Futian activated the Imperial Tactics and the blood inside him seemed to rumble. He seemed to have the emperor's intent; after the Spiritual Energy breakthrough, his martial arts cultivation was smoother too. His body was constantly changing.

When the first sliver of light appeared at the horizon, shining onto Ye Futian, he raised his head and roared. He punched forward and there was an explosion. The air seemed to tremble. An incomparable power burst from his body. Shadows of dragons and rocs were released from his fist. A terrifying apparition of the Ape seemed to appear on him. He was covered entirely with the will of the martial arts. His strength was to the extreme.

"Martial arts breakthrough." Ye Futian smiled. He had broken through in both sorcery and martial arts in one night.

Ye Futian gathered his aura and stopped cultivating. Afterward, he went to wash up and the sky lightened gradually. Today would be the second day of the Tingfeng Banquet. Countless people gathered toward the South Gate of the palace in the Imperial City.

Ye Futian traveled with Emperor Ye's group today. On the way there, Emperor Ye called Ye Futian over.

"Yesterday in the palace, Emperor Luo asked me for you again," Emperor Ye said. Hearing this, Ye Futian was very calm. If Emperor Ye wanted to hand him over, he would've done so long ago. Even if Emperor Ye didn't think highly of him, the two nations were rivals. If Emperor Luo asked him for Ye Futian, he definitely wouldn't agree. How would the world see him then?

"He knew it was impossible but he still mentioned it. In addition, I could feel his confidence in his voice. It's as if something will happen at the Tingfeng Banquet," Emperor Ye continued.

Ye Futian furrowed his brows. Even without him, it was a bit odd that Emperor Luo would invite the emperors of the three nations to watch.

"Are there possibilities that Emperor Luo forged alliances with Yunchu Nation and the Yan Kingdom?" Ye Futian asked softly.

"Impossible." Emperor Ye shook his head. "The four nations have a profound relationship. There's no reason for them to ally with him." Though they had constant conflicts, the countries still had their bottom lines. The emperors wouldn't take action against each other for no reason unless something truly big caused a war. A war between the emperors was not a trivial matter. Once it went full-out, no one could withstand it.

"Guessing is probably useless. Let's wait and see just how emboldened Emperor Luo is." Emperor Ye smiled and shook his head.

The group gradually arrived at the location of the Tingfeng Banquet. At the moment, it had already been drowned by the endless crowd. However, when they saw Emperor Ye's group, the people in the sky all opened up a path.

Many studied Emperor Ye from the close distance. They didn't know how strong the ruler of the Cangye Kingdom was. If the four emperors fought, it would definitely be spectacular but they knew this was quite impossible.

"Those girls are so pretty." Someone saw Lin Yueyao and the others behind the emperor. They looked like fairies and many people gasped involuntarily.

"That's Ye Futian. He's from the East Prefecture of our country but he betrayed us and went to the Cangye Kingdom. I heard he's extremely talented," someone whispered, pointing at Ye Futian. Yesterday, the three emperors had come to watch and many people asked about the people they brought. They'd also heard some news.

The people from the Yunchu Nation and Yan Kingdom had already arrived. When Emperor Ye's group came, Chu Kuangren, Yan Qi, and many others gazed at Ye Futian. Yesterday, the number one talent of Cangye's Fenghua Rank had stayed away from battle but was still memorable.

Emperor Luo had come too. The four emperors were all present and the Tingfeng Banquet began again.

"Yesterday, Junlin invited everyone. Did the prides of all the nations interact with each other?" Emperor Luo asked with a smile. The other emperors looked a bit curious. They didn't specifically ask about what happened yesterday.

"We battled with some from the Fenghua Rank," Chu Kuangren said. "Just as we'd predicted, those in the Dharma Rank who can be defeated by the Glory Plane really aren't much. After all, the Cangye Kingdom's Fenghua Banquet is once every three years. It's already impressive like this." Anyone could tell the arrogance in his calm voice.

Bai Qiu and Yu Jiang's faces darkened again. They cursed him mentally for bringing this up.

"The Yan Kingdom seemed to have lost too," Bai Qiu said coldly.

"All I can say is that the top three of the Fenghua Rank have some skills," Yan Qi said coolly. Yan Zhan had lost to Yu Sheng, who was number three of the Fenghua Rank.

"Ye Wuchen is the strongest of the Cangye Kingdom's Fenghua Rank but we don't have to rush the duel with him. Let's watch and see what kind of talent can be born from this year's Tingfeng Banquet," Chu Kuangren said. noveltranslationweb.blogspot.com

"What about the first place of the Fenghua Rank?" Emperor Luo asked with a smile. He seemed to not know Ye Futian. Of course, he really didn't know Ye Futian. Their first meeting was at this Tingfeng Banquet.

"The first place of the Fenghua Rank?" Chu Kuangren chuckled dryly. "I don't know if he's really arrogant or is just using it as an excuse to avoid fighting and hide something."

Chu Kuangren hinted that Ye Futian was pretending to be arrogant in order to avoid fighting. If he didn't fight, no one would know what his abilities really were like. He had proved himself at the Fenghua Banquet but only the Cangye Kingdom had witnessed that. There were top talents from every nation here. Who would think that they weren't as good as the others?

Many gazes fell upon Ye Futian, including Lin Yueyao and Bai Qiu. Chu Kuangren seemed to have been provoking him since last night. Would he still be unmoving?

Ye Futian continued to sit there, gazing at the battles on the nine battle platforms. He ignored Chu Kuangren's provocation.

Everyone was speechless. This guy…

"Don't you have anything to say?" Chu Kuangren asked, looking at Ye Futian.

Seeing how insistent he was, Ye Futian finally spared him a glance—just one glance. Then he continued watching the battles, unbothered.

Everyone blanched. Were the battles really that interesting?

Many followed his gaze and saw that Zhou Mu from Donghai Academy was fighting on the Seven-star Glory Plane platform.

"His name is Zhou Mu. He used to be really arrogant," Ye Futian suddenly said as he watched him. Hearing this, everyone looked back. Ye Futian smiled and continued, "He became much better-behaved after getting wiped out by a staff."

The Legend of Futian - Chapter 135: Indifferent

Ye Futian returned to the venue. The people from the Yunchu Nation and the Yan Kingdom were all looking at him. They had wanted to test out the abilities of the Fenghua Rank's first place. However, Ye Futian did not want to. It was Yu Sheng who stepped out and threw a punch. This made it clear to them: Ye Futian was not hiding from battle—he thought he was too good for a battle.

Yu Sheng and Ye Futian were on the same plane, but in first place was Ye Futian, not Yu Sheng. If Yan Zhan was defeated by Yu Sheng, what level was Ye Futian on? It was safe to say that it would be difficult for anyone in the Seven-Starred Glory Plane to win against him.

"At today's event, the emperor of the Yan Kingdom said boring events like the Fenghua Banquet could not help pick out truly brilliant people. But that doesn't seem to be true. What just happened is a perfect example. Do the others from the Yan Kingdom want to give it a try?" the extravagantly dressed young man from the Yunchu Nation opened his mouth again.

"Well, of course. Not only that, we also want to know how strong Chu Kuangren of the Yunchu Nation is," said a young man from the Yan Kingdom, looking at the person who had just spoken. The young man was Yan Qi, and the extravagantly dressed young man he was speaking to was Chu Kuangren.

"Even back in the Yunchu Nation, I have heard of Yan Qi's knives. In the second level Dharma Plane, Yan Qi's knives were able to execute a person in the fourth level Dharma Plane. He even became the godson of Emperor Yan, and was given the family name, 'Yan'," said Chu Kuangren with a smile. The two young men were attacking each other with their words.

Chu Kuangren and Yan Qi were both the leaders of the young cultivators from their respective countries. One was an actual prince and one was bestowed the title of prince. Just as Emperor Yan had said, the Yan Kingdom was in need of talent, so anyone with extraordinary gifts had a chance at high status positions. It was even possible to become a prince.

Chu Kuangren and Yan Qi met eyes. Both of their gazes were sharp like knives. An invisible force spread throughout the venue. Just then, Chu Kuangren laughed and the force disappeared immediately.

"The Tingfeng Banquet has only just begun. Brother Yan, there is no need to rush. The time will come," said Chu Kuangren. "It is such a shame that the cultivation of the Fenghua Rank's first place is so low. That's no fun at all. If he were in the Dharma Plane, then things would be so much more interesting." Even though they had all heard that Ye Futian defeated Dharma Plane cultivators during the Fenghua Banquet, they would not accept this as proof of Ye Futian's powers. Realization of Dharma that could be defeated by a mere Seven-Starred Glory Plane cultivator was definitely looked down upon. Chu Kuangren and Yan Qi's gifts were able to overpower every one of the younger generation cultivators in their respective countries, so there was no need to question just how strong and powerful their gifts were.

"But it's a relief that Ye Wuchen is also on the Fenghua Rank," said Chu Kuangren. A moment later, he looked at the figure seated quietly across from him and said, "Ye Wuchen, you were the most powerful participant of the Fenghua Banquet and is second place on the Fenghua Rank. If Ye Futian did not defeat people levels above him, you would have been in first place."

"You know quite a lot," said Ye Wuchen. He put down his wine glass and finally looked up a Chu Kuangren, breaking his silence.

"It's not hard to find out about these things. After all, the Cangye Kingdom's Fenghua Banquet isn't exactly a small event," answered Chu Kuangren. News circulated in the imperial palace and as a prince, it was not difficult for him to find out about every battle that went on during the banquet. Even though Chu Kuangren was not present at the event, two people made an impression on him purely based of the reports he received. One was Ye Futian who battled across planes, and the other was the invincible Ye Wuchen. Between these two people, Ye Futian's level of cultivation was much too low to peak his interest. Chu Kuangren was very obviously more interested in Ye Wuchen. noveltranslationweb.blogspot.com

"But I don't know anything about you," Ye Wuchen said nonchalantly. An awkward smile was frozen on Chu Kuangren's face.

Ye Futian chuckled. Ye Wuchen was indeed an interesting person.

"Chu Kuangren, it seems you're not as popular as you had thought," laughed Yan Qi.

"You're just the same," Ye Wuchen opened his mouth once again. Yan Qi gave him a strange look. Yan Qi knew that Chu Kuangren was extremely insolent, but he would never have imagined that he would meet someone even more arrogant today.

Ye Wuchen was not being arrogant. In his opinion, cultivation was not an easy task. Swordsmanship required a lot of time for exploration and refinement. Where would he find the time to inquire about cultivators of the Yunchu Nation and the Yan Kingdom? To Ye Wuchen, if he wanted to find out about someone's abilities, one duel was all it took. Why complicate something that could be taken care of so easily?

"That's okay. You'll get to know us eventually." Chu Kuangren smiled at Ye Wuchen. Then, to the people seated beside him, he said, "Didn't you guys want to see what kind of realization of Dharma the Dharma Plane cultivators defeated by a Glory Plane cultivator possessed? This is your time."

As soon as he finished speaking, a person from the Yunchu Nation walked out, looking toward the group from the Cangye Kingdom. He said, "Would you guys mind enlightening me with your skills through a battle?"

Bai Qiu and Yu Jiang's expression darkened. They knew when they lost to Ye Futian that the news would spread all over the Cangye Kingdom and become history that could never be erased, but they never thought the news would travel so far that even neighboring countries would know about their defeat. Now, they were even being taunted about it.

Bai Qiu walked out. Although he was defeated by Ye Futian, he was still the number one student of the Qin Clan. His abilities were definitely not weak, or else he would not have made it on the Fenghua Rank at all. After his defeat by Ye Futian, Bai Qiu defeated many other opponents and was picked by the emperor to enter the rank.

The two cultivators walked to the side. The area in the center of the venue was obviously not spacious enough. Very quickly, a guqin sounded. As a Musical Sorcerer prodigy of the Qin Clan, Bai Qiu's musical sorcery was very powerful. The Qin Clan was the guqin orthodoxy of the Cangye Kingdom. They were definitely deserving of this reputation.

However, in the end, Bai Qiu was defeated.

Everyone present from the Yunchu Nation was also the best of the younger generation cultivators. The Yan Kingdom was humiliated a while ago when they were immediately defeated in battle with Yu Sheng. There was no way the Yunchu Nation would make the same mistake. So, the person who fought Bai Qiu was actually extremely powerful. Amongst the younger generation cultivators from their country, he was one of the most gifted. But Bai Qiu had no prior knowledge of this. All he knew was that he was insulted and then was defeated once again. The high-spirited prodigy of the Qin Clan had lost his élan.

Afterwards, the people of the Yan Kingdom joined in on the "fun" and challenged Yu Jiang. Just the same, Yu Jiang was also defeated. The Yan Kingdom's victory made up for the humiliation they received after the previous battle. The defeat of Bai Qiu and Yu Jiang answered the Yunchu Nation's question: What kind of realization of Dharma could be defeated by a Glory Plane cultivator?

"By the looks of it, it's not as difficult as we thought to rank first on the Fenghua Rank," Chu Kuangren laughed and looked at Ye Futian.

Prince Ye Danchen, Princess Ye Lingxi, and others looked to Ye Futian. They couldn't just sit and swallow the insults. The Cangye Kingdom had already lost twice. Even Bai Qiu and Yu Jiang had turned their eyes to Ye Futian. If he made a move, then maybe they could prove themselves to the Yunchu Nation and the Yan Kingdom.

Ye Futian acted as if he did not hear anything Chu Kuangren had said. "Yu Sheng," he called.

"..." No one said a thing. Was he going to make Yu Sheng fight again?

"Here," answered Yu Sheng.

Ye Futian looked towards him and stood. Smiling, he said, "I'm full. Let's go."

"..."

Yu Sheng blinked and replied, "Okay." Just like that, the two of them disregarded everyone at the venue and walked out.

The people of the Yunchu Nation and the Yan Kingdom watched them, dumbfounded. How can they be so arrogant and disrespectful?

Chu Kuangren was very arrogant, as was Yan Qi. Ye Wuchen did not lose to them in this department either, but there was no one like Ye Futian. He did not say anything insulting nor was he presumptuous or sarcastic—he simply ignored your existence.

Wine glass in hand, Luo Junlin stared at Ye Futian's back. It was impossible to hide the intent to kill in his eyes.

Twin Spirits and gifts in all elements—Ye Futian was freakishly talented, but these talents still needed time to mature. Luo Junlin was not going to give him the chance to do so.

"I'm also full," said Ye Wuchen and rose from his seat.

"If so, then we will take our leave now," Ye Danchen said to Luo Junlin. The group from the Cangye Kingdom stood one by one and exited the venue. Everyone from the Yunchu Nation and the Yan Kingdom watched coldly as they departed.

"Powerful cultivators from our three countries have gathered for the Tingfeng Banquet. By the end of this event, we will know who's the strongest," Chu Kuangren said with a cold demeanor. Following that, he continued to drink. He had no intentions of leaving.

Luo Junlin heard what he had said and smiled meaningfully. He had other thoughts in mind.

As Ye Futian and the others walked further away from the venue, Lin Yueyao chased after him and arrived by his side.

"Do you really not care?" she asked as she stared at Ye Futian. She was getting more and more curious about this guy.

Ye Futian looked over at Lin Yueyao. She was indeed the Cangye Kingdom's number one beauty. Even though she could not compare to Hua Jieyu, Lin Yueyao was still captivatingly beautiful up close.

"Why don't you take a guess?" Ye Futian chuckled.

"I'm very curious as to what goes on in that head of yours." Lin Yueyao gave him a beautiful smile. She continued, "Why don't you just tell me?"

Seeing her enchanting smile, Ye Futian smiled. "Your beauty has no affect me. After all, your looks cannot compare to my Fox."

"..." Lin Yueyao slowed down and looked dumbfounded as Ye Futian walked past her. She glared at him. Passing by, Bai Qiu and others saw the anger in her eyes. They felt a twinge of jealousy in their hearts.

Was this the same cold and indifferent girl? Between her and Ye Futian, who was more indifferent?

The group headed back to the palace and split up. Upon arriving at the palace, Ye Futian saw a familiar silhouette waiting outside. When she saw Ye Futian, she headed for him with sparkling eyes. "You're back!" she said loudly. Ye Futian walked toward the smiling girl. The people behind Ye Futian gave strange looks when they saw the beautiful girl. They remembered when they had arrived at the palace yesterday, a beautiful had come by. What's more, she was the princess of the Nandou Nation. Tonight was their second night, and yet another beautiful girl had come for Ye Futian. Had he really escaped to the Cangye Kingdom from the Nandou Nation as a fugitive?

Lin Yueyao looked at the two figures and was speechless. Isn't his luck with women too ridiculously good?

Ye Danchen, on the other hand, looked at Ye Futian with worship in his eyes. "Impressive," he muttered. Everyone returned to within the palace. Only Yu Sheng remained, waiting for Ye Futian on the side.

"Lin Xiyue, didn't you come with the people from Donghai Academy? What are you doing here?" Ye Futian asked. In the day, he saw her amongst the Donghai Academy crowd. His guess was that Lin Xiyue was cultivating at Donghai Academy.

The Legend of Futian - Chapter 134: Can’t Live for Long

Yu Sheng walked out from the Cangye Kingdom group. Everyone instantly looked away from Ye Futian. Yan Zhan from the Yan Kingdom was very burly and filled with explosive strength but when Yu Sheng walked out, Yan Zhan seemed to shrink instantly. His presence was overshadowed. Many people were shocked. Were these two blokes going to fight?

"Emperor Ye is a nice person with a nice eye to match," Yu Sheng said, looking at Yan Zhan.

Yan Zhan looked at this guy and smirked. There was a crack. He'd made a sound when clenching his fist so it was obvious how strong he was.

There was a low roar. A terrifying demon ox appeared on Yan Zhan. It was enormous, and his life spirit appeared behind him. It was a huge Black Ox. Yan Zhan was confident but he wouldn't underestimate his opponent.

"Where's your life spirit?" he asked.

"For you?" Yu Sheng scanned Yan Zhan. He hadn't released his life spirit for anyone yet, let alone Yan Zhan who was on the same plane.

Feeling the disdain in the word "you," Yan Zhan stepped forward. The entire eyot seemed to tremble. Everyone felt something like a herd of demon oxen stampeding.

Pound, pound, pound… The earth shook. Everyone's wine glasses trembled violently. The powerful aura shocked everyone. This level of strength made one think that even if there was a mountain before him, he could still smash through it.

Yu Sheng stood there without moving. Then a gust of wild aura erupted from his body. He saw Yan Zhan advance and punch; it felt like a herd of demon oxen crashing into his body.

Yu Sheng stepped forward. There was a loud boom and then he punched forward too. There was nothing frivolous. Their strengths collided directly because they could feel that they were the same type of person.

Boom! With the crash, there was no more suspense. Yu Sheng's fist smashed into Yan Zhan and crushed in his chest. The next instant, everyone saw Yan Zhan's burly body fly back, crashing into the crowd of people from the Yan Kingdom. Yu Sheng took a step. He crossed the space and grabbed Yan Zhan back. Hooking onto his chest, he raised Yan Zhan up with one hand.

"This…" Everyone who saw this was shocked. His power was on another level.

"Don't overestimate yourself. You're all nothing." Yu Sheng scanned the Yan Kingdom's group and then hurled Yan Zhan into them. Yan Zhan flew and crashed into the banquet table. Some powerful cultivators tried to catch him and they all toppled over together. They were a bit dumbfounded. They were familiar with Yan Zhan's power but he'd been defeated so badly now. It was humiliating. They could sense the Seven-star Glory Plane aura from Yu Sheng. This was a battle of the same plane.

"Too weak," Yu Sheng said, a bit disappointed. Then he returned to his spot. The strong cultivators of the Yan Kingdom had dark expressions. It was the first time someone mocked Yan Zhan for being weak but they couldn't say anything back.

The people of the Cangye Kingdom didn't find anything strange. They'd witnessed Yu Sheng's strength at the Fenghua Banquet. Even people of the Dharma rank had to avoid him, let alone someone in the same plane. He could shake the Dharma but couldn't fly, and this was all done without releasing his life spirit. They didn't believe that someone as crazy as Yu Sheng wouldn't have a life spirit. He was just hiding his true abilities.

As for Ye Futian, he didn't look back once he left. No matter if it was the Yan Kingdom or the Yunchu Nation, no one on the same plane could beat Yu Sheng. It was impossible!

On another eyot, Ye Futian walked toward the table in the front. The people there were chatting happily. The atmosphere was much merrier than the strong cultivators of the four nations. After all, this group was different. Everyone was here to appeal to Minister Hua. However, once Ye Futian approached, the atmosphere froze and silence came. Their gazes fell on Ye Futian; they all knew who he was.

They were Minister Hua, some people from Donghai Academy's School of the Emperor Star, and the Nandou clan. Not only did they know Ye Futian, but they were enemies. If possible, they would definitely want to wipe Ye Futian out of existence. However, he'd come with the emperor of the Cangye Kingdom. If he could be killed, Emperor Luo would've done so long ago. It wasn't up to them. Furthermore, the strong cultivators of the Cangye Kingdom were watching them.

"We haven't seen each other in one month. Seniors, you all look great," Ye Futian suddenly said, seeing everyone looking at him. The people all froze. He really had a high tolerance.

"No, because you're not dead," Minister Hua said straightforwardly without holding back. When Ye Futian escaped, he'd been terrified to report to the emperor. He was given a hard time, despite being the minister of the nation.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Ye Futian said, smiling. Then he looked toward the Nandou clan and Yan Shao's group.

"Where is Jieyu?" a Nandou clan member suddenly asked.

"Didn't Minister Hua tell you all?" Ye Futian asked curiously. Other people might not know but Minister Hua should know. He was always by the emperor's side and interacted with the crown prince often. He was an insider.

The Nandou clan looked to Minister Hua, who looked back coldly. "What, you still care about that genius descendant of yours?"

"Minister Hua, of course not. We wish she could be arrested immediately," the Nandou clan member quickly said.

"Arrested? Hua Jieyu is in the Cangye Kingdom's palace now, given the title of princess by Emperor Ye," Minister Hua said. The Nandou clan's expressions changed fascinatingly. Hua Jieyu had become a princess of the Cangye Kingdom?

One month ago, the emperor had sent the decree to the Nandou clan, and they wished Hua Jieyu would enter the palace as the crown princess. However, Hua Jieyu was in love with Ye Futian and escaped with him. To the Nandou clan, Hua Jieyu was obsessed with an immature relationship. But one short month later, Hua Jieyu had become the princess of Cangye instead of the crown princess of Nandou. The Nandou clan's position in the Nandou Nation had become even more awkward. They were still jittery and timid to this day. How they felt went without saying. noveltranslationweb.blogspot.com

"You're not here to chat, right?" Minister Hua asked coldly.

Ye Futian obviously wasn't here to chat. He studied Minister Hua and asked, "Where is my grandmaster buried?"

Minister Hua looked at Ye Futian in shock. He didn't expect Ye Futian to come to ask him about a dead man.

"I guess my senior didn't waste his life in exchange for yours," Minister Hua said indifferently. He glanced at Yan Shao; this task had been given to him.

"There's no need for you to know," Yan Shao answered coldly.

Ye Futian looked at him and then said, "Grandmaster liked the School of the Emperor Star. He said that that's his home even after death. He should be buried there."

"Blasphemy," Yan Shao said coldly. The School of the Emperor Star wasn't a cemetery.

"It's okay even if you didn't do it. I'll settle the score for Grandmaster later and let him return to the School of the Emperor Star. If I can't find him, I'll just have to let the School of the Emperor Star accompany him," Ye Futian said. With that, he turned and left.

Yan Shao stared at his back, extreme murderous intent in his eyes. He just wanted to kill Ye Futian then and there. Ye Futian knew this because the feeling was mutual. However, they couldn't kill each other now.

"Wait," a voice suddenly said. Ye Futian stopped and turned to see someone looking at him. It was Yun Tianhao.

"I want to see your true abilities," Yun Tianhao said coolly. Yan Shao didn't say anything. Ever since Yun Tianhao entered the Donghai Academy, he knew that the youth would become the most talented one of the academy. He was a talent blessed by the gods. He would definitely snatch the spotlight during this Tingfeng Banquet. Ye Futian looked toward Yan Shao and the School of the Emperor Star. They seemed to anticipate their battle.

"Ye Futian, Tianhao's talent is at your level," Yan Shao said, somewhat proudly.

His eyes smiling slightly, Ye Futian looked at Yan Shao and said, "Oh? Ask him how much of my true abilities he saw when he lost to me back then." Back then, he'd only revealed his talent as an Inscriber. He didn't even reveal his Mandate Sorcerer talent.

Yan Shao gazed blankly at Yun Tianhao. He didn't know about this because the youth hadn't told him.

"That was before. The present is different." Yun Tianhao's eyes were cold.

"I don't have time to play. If you want to fight, then are you ready to die?" Ye Futian asked coldly. Yun Tianhao's eyes sharpened. The strong cultivators of the School of the Emperor Star glared at Ye Futian as well. He was way too arrogant.

"Seems like you're not as confident as you thought." Ye Futian smirked and turned to leave.

Countless eyes watched his receding figure, their eyes frigid. Yun Tianhao clenched his fists tightly. He'd lost to Ye Futian once at the Qingzhou Academy. Then, he thought that he could surpass the other. When he came to Donghai City, he realized that Ye Futian's name was known throughout the city. He had twin life spirits and was full-elemental. Though Yun Tianhao was proud, he wasn't completely confident.

"Don't mind him. He won't live for long," Minister Hua said, raising his wine. Yan Shao and the others looked at him and nodded lightly. However, they knew that if an emperor wanted to protect Ye Futian, it would be difficult to kill him. Even if he was outside like today, there were many powerful figures protecting him. A sneak attack was difficult.

The Legend of Futian - Chapter 133: Do What You See Fit

Many students from Donghai Academy were participating in the Tingfeng Banquet. After seeing Yun Tianhao, Ye Futian also saw Zhuo Qing and Zhou Mu arrive at the platform to defeat their opponents. Zhuo Qing and Zhou Mu were in the same plane and can both be considered geniuses. Zhou Mu was the disciple of the Art Saint and Zhuo Qing was known as best of everyone below the Dharma Plane. However, during the battle at the School of the Emperor Star, while Ye Futian and Yu Sheng shined above the rest, many of the school's "best" lost their confidence. There was even less to be said after the battle at the Nandou Clan palace on the last day of Divine Calendar Year 10000. After that day, no one in Donghai City dared to claim to have unparalleled gifts.

Time passed little by little. The Tingfeng Banquet continued battle after battle. So many things happened at once, it was impossible for the audience to take in everything. The four emperors chatted about nothing in particular, but each word from their mouths carried hidden meanings. It was their own secret battle. Ye Futian was looking at the battle platforms, but he was not watching. His heart was elsewhere.

Emperor Ye had already sent people to look from Yi Xiang but since he had defied the emperor's order for Ye Futian, it was not safe for him to easily reveal himself. How was Ye Futian going to let Yi Xiang know that he was now following under the emperor of the Cangye Kingdom?

A burst of cheers would come from the audience every once in a while. As the Tingfeng Banquet proceeded, many cultivators began to stand out from the rest. But Ye Futian did not seem to be interested.

Slowly, the first day was coming to an end, but the audience did not seem to have gotten enough. They were still just as enthusiastic as before. At dawn, the sky was turning red. The emcees of the banquet exchanged a look, nodded, and waited for the current round of battles to end before announcing that the first day of the Tingfeng Banquet was officially over and battles would continue the following day.

Many audience members had not gotten enough, but they knew that this was only the beginning to the multi-day event only held once every ten years. It was only going to get more interesting. The thought of this had them anticipating the events to come.

Many people looked towards where the emperors were seated. Four emperors had gathered here today. To everyone, it was hard enough to catch a glimpse of one emperor on a normal day. It was only possible during special events, like the Tingfeng Banquet. Now that they were able to see four emperors at once, many people were going to be bragging about it for a long time.

Where the emperors sat, Emperor Yan spoke up, "Is the Tingfeng Banquet the only reason you have invited us to the Nandou Nation, Emperor Luo?"

Emperor Chu and Emperor Ye's eyes fell on Emperor Luo. They saw him smile before saying, "Brother Yan, are you getting impatient already? What's so bad about watching the battles between younger generation cultivators in our free time? Besides, it's rare for all of us to be gathered like this. Later, we can talk about cultivation and check up on each other to see what we can improve on. It'll be better than cultivating on our own, right?"

"Well, he isn't wrong," chuckled Emperor Chu.

"Then let's go," said Emperor Luo.

"What about them?" Emperor Ye asked, looking at the people behind him.

"Crown Prince Luo Junlin will show them around. Just let the youngsters wander freely. They won't be comfortable with us around," Emperor Luo said. Emperor Ye did not say anything else. The four of them walked away alone, not bringing anyone with them. After all, they were the strongest, most powerful cultivators across four countries. There was no need for them to bring bodyguards.

After the four emperors left, Crown Prince Luo Junlin smiled at the others. He said, "Everyone has come a long way. I have set up a dinner at the Qixing Lake to welcome you all. We'll be able to walk around the city and I can show you the beautiful sites of the Nandou Nation's imperial city. This way please." He led the young people from the three countries forward. Ye Futian followed along as well. Yu Sheng stared coldly at Luo Junlin's back. It was after his visit to Donghai Academy that the imperial order was given. On the other hand, nothing seemed to have affected Ye Futian. It was almost as if he didn't know Luo Junlin. Ye Futian walked quietly.

Behind the two, many powerful cultivators followed. There were some from each country. Among the people walking up in the front, were not only the top talents of the different countries but princes and princesses as well. More powerful cultivators, such as Jing Yu from the Cangye Kingdom, followed behind the group. They stayed far away as to not disturb the group.

The Qixing Lake was not far from the imperial palace. It was located at the center of the imperial city. Night had come, and the waters of the lake looked extra beautiful in the moonlight. The moonlight reflecting off the surface of the lake made it look like there were many lights floating on the water, providing an indescribable mood.

Presently, there were quite a few people visiting the lake. In the Qixing Lake, were seven eyots. These islands weren't big and there wasn't much to see. The seven eyots lined up like the Big Dipper. And it was on this strip of small islands that the famous Qixing Restaurant was located. noveltranslationweb.blogspot.com

On the island at the very center, a feast had already been set up. Many beautiful servants were waiting there. This dinner was obviously prepared far in advance. The venue was set up along four sides. The people of the four countries sat in their own sections. The Nandou Nation's crown prince, Luo Junlin walked over to the main section and said, "Please sit everyone."

Ye Futian's group walked over to one of the sides and took their seats. Everyone else in the venue did the same. In the center of the room was an empty space. It seemed to be a stage. A young woman with a veiled face played the guqin. The beautiful, moving sound of the music started and provided an incredible atmosphere under the moonlight. Then, a line of dancers entered, dancing around the young lady playing her instrument.

In Qixing Lake, people traveling past the restaurant by boat looked in on this scene. Knowing who these people were, many boats came this way, but no one dared to get too close. They all just watched from afar. It was the first night of the Tingfeng Banquet. Crown Prince Luo Junlin had set up a feast to welcome the cultivators of the three neighboring countries. The onlookers were secretly anticipating for something to happen.

"Everyone has traveled from far away. Please forgive me if something is not to your liking. I do apologize for not being a good host," said Luo Junlin.

"Beautiful people, beautiful view, and this moving music. There is nothing not to our liking," said the extravagantly dressed young man from the Yunchu Nation. And he wasn't saying so brown nose the Crown Prince. This setting was truly perfect.

"Whether it be music or beauties, there are better among our guests from the Cangye Kingdom," chuckled Luo Junlin. Many people turned their attention over to look at the three beauties from the Cangye Kingdom: Lin Yueyao, Hua Zhixin, and Ye Lingxi. There were all beautiful, especially Lin Yueyao. Her looks were too outstanding. Many people had taken notice of her very early on. There were also females amongst the cultivators from the Yunchu Nation and the Yan Kingdom, but their appearance could not hold a candle to the three Cangye beauties.

"In the past, the one piece you played for me at Donghai Academy is still fresh in my mind. 'The World'," Luo Junlin smiled and then turned to look in Ye Futian's direction.

Ye Futian put down the wine glass in his hand and lifted his head to look at the crown prince. Luo Junlin was still as he used to be. A face of arrogance. Even today, he still gave Ye Futian looks of superiority. He still thought Ye Futian was inferior and a joke.

"I take back what I said in the past. The piece is not suitable for you." Ye Futian smiled.

"It doesn't matter to me. The world known as the Nandou Nation is too small for me," said Luo Junlin. It seemed that this was not where his heart was. His target was a world larger than just the Nandou Nation. "But let's talk about you. I offered you a great opportunity. If you had taken it and aided me, the things that followed would have never happened."

"Perhaps that's just your fate," Ye Futian replied calmly. They both spoke sharp words. Luo Junlin thought that Ye Futian should regret the things that happened but Ye Futian said perhaps that was Luo Junlin's fate, insinuating he should be the one who regrets what happened.

The people from the Yunchu Nation and the Yan Kingdom all looked extremely interested in the exchange between the two young men. Who would have thought things would get so interesting right from the beginning?

Luo Junlin stared at Ye Futian. He then smiled and asked, "How about you play another piece today?"

Ye Futian glanced at him once and picked up his wine glass for a drink. Ignored.

Just then, several figures approached. Luo Junlin looked over and saw Minister Hua, who greeted, "Your Highness."

"Minister Hua, is something wrong?" asked Luo Junlin.

"No. We saw Your Highness here so I came to greet you on their behalf," said Minister Hua as he pointed in the direction of the neighboring eyot. Luo Junlin looked over to see Yan Shao leading a group from Donghai Academy, as well as members of the Nandou Clan. They all stood there and bowed to him.

Yan Shao and Minister Hua were senior and junior brothers, so there was nothing to say about that. But the Nandou Clan was just trying to get on Minister Hua's good side.

"Alright, I understand. Minister Hua should go attend to your own business. No need to worry about what happens here," said Luo Junlin. Minister Hua excused himself and took a look at Ye Futian before leaving.

Ye Futian returned the gesture and his eyes followed Minister Hua all the way to the next eyot. There was something Ye Futian wanted to ask those people.

"So, you're the one Emperor Ye picked for first place at the Fenghua Banquet?" asked a young man from the Yan Kingdom.

Ye Futian looked at him and smiled casually.

"I'm very curious as to how a Seven-Starred Glory Plane cultivator got first place at the Fenghua Banquet," said a powerful cultivator from the Yan Kingdom.

"Guess I was lucky and looked pleasing to the emperor's eyes," said Ye Futian.

"Do you guys believe him?" the young man from the Yan Kingdom asked the Yunchu group.

The extravagantly dressed young man from the Yunchu Nation smiled. "Can't we just battle him to find out?"

"Yan Zhan, didn't you want to test out the abilities of first place on the Fenghua Rank?' asked the Yan cultivator.

Yan Zhan stood up. Luo Junlin waved his hands and the dancers stepped down.

"I am also a Seven-Starred Glory Plane cultivator," said Yan Zhan. He stood there, his large body exuding an invisible force, staring at Ye Futian.

"I have stuff to do, so count me out," Ye Futian said. He put down his wine glass and stood up. He stepped out, away from his table, but he did not walk towards Yan Zhan. Instead, he headed out of the dinner venue.

"What do you mean by this?" a person from the Yan Kingdom asked.

"Not interested." Ye Futian did not turn back to answer.

"Is this how bad Emperor Ye's judgment is?" Yan Zhan asked.

Ye Danchen and Ye Lingxi were enraged. How dare he question their father's judgment?

Ye Futian did not stop, he continued on his way out. It was as if nothing here, had anything to do with him.

Many people narrowed their eyes at his silhouette. Was he hiding from battle or did he feel he was too good to battle? He was first place on the Fenghua Ranks, so there should be no need for him to hide from battle. But to say he felt that he was too good to battle…wouldn't that make him really conceited?

"Yu Sheng!" from far away, Ye Futian called out. "Do what you see fit!"

"Okay!" Yu Sheng replied.

The Legend of Futian - Chapter 132: Tit for Tat

After Emperor Luo spoke, people walked onto the nine battle platforms to organize the matters of the banquet. The Tingfeng Banquet was different from the Fenghua Banquet. The nine battle platforms would have fights at the same time. Because it was only held once per decade, the requirements of the Tingfeng Banquet were looser. Divided by plane, each of the eight planes from the five Glory planes and three Dharma ranks had a battle platform. They could only fight within the plane to find the strongest of each plane.

The center platform was for those of even higher planes. Those under 25 years of age and higher than the Third-level Dharma rank could go there to display their radiance. This way, the age range was ten years from 16 to 25. The Tingfeng Banquet was held once every ten years so all the talents created during that time could have this opportunity. The rules were simple and straightforward. It wasn't as efficient as the Fenghua Banquet but it was easier to see what level the talents were at.

Ye Futian sat quietly in the stands. He obviously wouldn't demand anything from Emperor Luo right outside the Nandou Palace. In fact, he hadn't even looked at Emperor Luo. The emperor and crown prince hadn't looked at him either. Both parties had forgotten about the Donghai City event in mutual agreement. No one would bring it up. Today was the Tingfeng Banquet and Ye Futian was a guest who had come with Emperor Ye.

Seeing the people walk to and fro, and the endless crowds before the nine battle platforms, Ye Futian realized that the Tingfeng Banquet was on a much larger scale than the Fenghua Banquet. It spanned ten years and he was sure there were many monstrously talented people born in those years. However, this didn't make him feel anything. Monstrous? So what?

Battles erupted on the platforms and the atmosphere rose instantly. Countless eyes stared at the nine platforms. The young talents' eyes all burned with competitiveness. They were ready to go up and perform at any time.

"Emperor Ye, how do you think our Tingfeng Banquet is compared to your Fenghua Banquet?" Emperor Luo gazed over at Emperor Ye and smiled while asking.

"It's much larger and there are more participants; however, the efficiency is too low. The final winner, the pride of the kingdom, might not be comparable to my Fenghua Banquet," Emperor Ye said, smiling.

"You are confident." Emperor Luo laughed. "Nandou nation's Tingfeng Banquet is held once per decade. You think that the talents from a decade can't be compared to the three years of your kingdom?"

"You must understand that the top talents can't be discussed with time as the basis. Regardless of Nandou or Cangye, how many years must pass before there is a Noble Plane cultivator?" Emperor Ye said calmly. The emperors of the four nations all nodded at that. Someone of the Noble Plane could become an emperor and was difficult to come by. Those who had a noble talent were too rare. In addition, it wasn't enough to only have the talent. Too many talents died before they matured. They also needed to have a noble fate.

This type of person had definitely appeared in the four nations' hundreds of years of history. It wasn't just one person either. However, the emperors might not be able to discover and use them.

"Emperor Luo, your fate isn't enough." Emperor Ye smiled while Emperor Luo's eyes flashed. There was a hidden meaning behind these words. Since Emperor Ye had adopted Hua Jieyu, this meant he would protect Ye Futian. Naturally, he knew many things.

There was someone with a noble talent had appeared in Nandou—more than one, in fact. Minister Zuo had personally tested his fate. Since he was fated to be emperor, he would definitely have the talent of a noble. It was undeniable that one must be a noble to become emperor. Unfortunately, this person with the aura of an emperor had fallen for Hua Jieyu, the descendant of the former Nandou royalty. Their fates were possibly emperor and empress. This way, even if they had the noble talent, Emperor Luo couldn't use them for himself or keep them. If Hua Jieyu had agreed to become crown princess, her fate could be used for Luo Junlin but it was just a pity now.

"Oh?" Emperor Luo smiled thinly. "The noble talent is rare but it appears occasionally. Most die during the process of strengthening though. How many can truly become a noble?" There was murderous intent in those words.

"Emperor Luo is right," Emperor Ye said. "I heard that your crown prince, Luo Junlin, is also believed to have the noble talent, right? I wonder if he'll have to chance to grow into someone of the Noble Plane." He smiled. Their conversation was tit-for-tat.

Emperor Luo had said that someone with the noble talent could also die, hinting that he wanted to kill Ye Futian. Emperor Ye had counterattacked. Luo Junlin also had the noble talent. Would he die as well? In actuality, he was warning Emperor Luo, try and harm my people.

Emperor Luo's lips curled into a sneer sharper than a blade.

Ye Futian naturally overheard their conversation. There were hidden meanings behind their words. He understood that Emperor Ye would protect him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been brought here.

"Are you two speaking in riddles?" the emperor of the Yunchu Nation said. They seemed to be fighting with their words but he didn't understand.

The nations all paid attention to the important events of their neighbors, such as the Tingfeng Banquet and Fenghua Banquet. They would also know who the most brilliant figures of the Fenghua Banquet were. However, Donghai City was just a small city of Nandou Nation. They wouldn't pay much attention to it. Especially for emperors, they didn't have the time to care about that. It was already a feat if they glanced at the names of the talents at the Fenghua Banquet.

In the world of the cultivators, the most important thing for an emperor was just cultivating and becoming stronger. Therefore, the emperor of the Yunchu Nation only slightly understood their conversation. He guessed that it had something to do with the Fenghua Banquet participant who called himself the talent of the Nandou Nation.

"The Yunchu Nation also brought some younger talents this time. There were some very talented people earlier from Cangye Kingdom's Fenghua Banquet. If there's a chance, you all can mingle," Emperor Luo said with a smile.

The Yunchu Nation emperor also smiled. He glanced at the talents of his nation and asked, "Did you hear that?"

They smiled and looked over at Ye Futian and Ye Wuchen's group. One of them, dressed in glamorous clothing, asked, "I heard some news from the Fenghua Banquet. Apparently, the winner is from the Seven-star Glory Plane. It's quite interesting."

"A Seven-star Glory Plane genius who defeated the Dharma rank might really have a superpower," someone joked.

"Then what kind of Dharma cultivator can be defeated?"

"Apparently he entered the Fenghua Rank too."

As the Yunchu Nation talents chatted, Yu Jiang and Bai Qiu's faces darkened. They obviously understood the jabs in those words.

"Naturally, it's a Dharma cultivator who can defeat you," a voice said indifferently. Unlike the Yunchu youths who had hidden meanings, he responded straightforwardly. The speaker was Ye Wuchen. He acted just as he fought—he didn't often make actions but they always hit their mark.

"Really? I hope I'll have to chance to experience it," the Yunchu youth said with a smile. He wasn't angered. As the pride of their kingdoms, they were rivals. Some remarks couldn't affect his mood.

"I'll take you all around the Imperial City after today's event. Now, let us watch quietly," Crown Prince Luo Junlin said. Many looked over at him. He was popular. He was known as the future emperor of the Nandou Nation at such a young age and no one could move him. One must enter the Noble Plane to become the emperor. Therefore, Luo Junlin was a future Noble cultivator.

"I'm sure today's Tingfeng Banquet will be boring," a youth from the Yan Kingdom said. He wasn't very excited. The Tingfeng Banquet had such a large scale and all the talents would come to battle. Many were just here for fun and to test their skills; they were easily defeated. Occasionally, someone would be eye-catching but it wasn't enough. Unless the genius talents were chosen today, the current battles were uninteresting to them.

"Really? What do you think about that one?" Luo Junlin smiled and pointed at a battle platform. It was where the Seven-star Glory Plane cultivators were. At the moment, there was a battle. A very young talent stood there, having won many rounds continuously. He was skilled in matrices. He could create one per step and use these arrays to fight without using up any time. noveltranslationweb.blogspot.com

He'd been fighting and continuously defeated strong cultivators from everywhere. No one was his match. In fact, they were defeated instantly. The matrices he carved could collect Spiritual Qi from every element and transform into an impossibly strong spell. The power was horrible.

"I'm afraid no one in the Glory Plane can defeat him," Minister Hua said. This must be Yun Tianhao, the talent that Yan Shao had told him to keep note of. Yan Shao had said that his life spirit was the matrix. He could use full-elemental Spiritual Qi to carve matrices and had limitless potential. If he had a good teacher, he could wow the world.

Ye Futian also gazed at the battle platform. He was shocked when he saw the youth because he knew him. It was the one Ye Futian had fought with when the Heiyan Academy came to challenge the Qingzhou Academy. He'd used tactics of the Inscriber to defeat others.

Compared to then, Yun Tianhao was much more mature now. He won many more rounds before stopping. His gaze moved to the emperor's stand. Ye Futian realized that Yun Tianhao was looking at him. It seemed that Yun Tianhao still hadn't moved on from that fight.

Ye Futian smiled and watched Yun Tianhao walk toward somewhere in the crowd. Following his direction, Ye Futian saw Yan Shao and the strong cultivators of Donghai Academy. He even saw Lin Xiyue, looking at him with her pretty eyes.

The Donghai Academy! Ye Futian's eyes scanned Yan Shao and they flashed coldly. The place he had once cultivated at was very memorable.