True Martial World - Chapter 862: Princess White Fox

"How else? Obviously I flew here." Yi Yun replied nonchalantly. He had experienced a great deal over the years in the Tian Yuan World, and the reason why he had matured so fast was because of obtaining heritage from the 12 Empyrean Heavens, as well as the Purple Crystal. They had vastly broadened Yi Yun's horizons. Without them, just having a fast cultivation speed alone was useless without pairing it with any cultivation techniques.

"Little Yun, how's the Tai Ah Divine City? What about our master, Grandmaster Yuehua?" Luo Huo'er recalled the desolate beast siege that happened years ago. She had left the Tai Ah Divine Kingdom back then as well, so she still cared about Grandmaster Yuehua and a few other people from the Tai Ah Divine City.

However, Luo Huo'er's identity was confidential back then, while the enemies of the Luo clan also had forces in the lower realms, so Luo Huo'er was forbidden from using powers that belonged to the Luo clan. She had almost never fought in the Tai Ah Divine City.

The only one time that Luo Huo'er violated the ban was to heal Yi Yun.

Back then, Yi Yun had used the Golden Crow totem that he had yet to fully master, resulting in the draining of all his strength and the injuring of his lifeblood in the midst of battle. Luo Huo'er had used a tiny portion of her Ancient Fey bloodline powers to help Yi Yun's bloodline recover in a few short seconds, allowing him to return to the battle arena.

Only Yi Yun knew about this.

Yi Yun transmitted his voice, "It's a long story. Grandmaster Yuehua and the Tai Ah Divine City Elders were eventually all safe and sound. Now, the Tian Yuan world is also peaceful."

Yi Yun knew that Luo Huo'er might appear haughty and naughty, but she actually possessed a kind heart. If things were put on a scale, it would not be an exaggeration to describe the people from the Tai Ah Divine City as ants when they were compared to Luo Huo'er.

"That's good." Luo Huo'er cracked a smile. "Back then, I left in a hurry and I returned to the Ten Thousand Fey Empyrean Heaven. I was embroiled in the war, where I had to run here and there. After a difficult victory, I was ensnared in this battle of the throne. It's so irritating." Luo Huo'er pouted her mouth as she said, like she were a melancholic kitten.

Although Yi Yun saw Luo Huo'er saying it without much thought, he knew that there was definitely quite a bit of sadness behind her story. However, with Luo Huo'er's carefree personality, she did not take those things personally.

"You don't want the throne?" Yi Yun asked.

"Who needs it!?" Luo Huo'er grunted. However, she said sadly after thinking of something, "It's just that… Mother wants me to vie for it, so I have to. If Crimson Firmament ascends to the throne, Mother and I would be in quite a bad situation, especially Mother… If I am able to become a Supremacy, that would not have been a problem, but I am still many years from becoming one. And during this period, who knows if the Luo clan would break out into war again… "

The war that swept through the entire Luo clan more than ten years ago was won with great difficulty, but they had only managed to push the enemy back. Since they did not manage to completely wipe their enemy out, it was still very likely for the enemy to make a comeback. If the elderly Emperor Luo was still alive, that would be fine. But if he passed away, Prince Crimson Firmament might send Empress Xuan's family clan out to war as a sacrifice with his position as supreme commander in chief.

"The Luo clan's war… Who is your enemy?"

Yi Yun had been always hearing about the war that happened decades ago, which made the Luo clan suffer great losses. But up to now, Yi Yun was still unsure about the origins of the enemy.

"The enemy is the Fey Phantasm Sect, an extremely mighty force that pervades the entire Ten Thousand Fey Empyrean Heaven. It is headquartered in the sinkhole, and it's rumored that the Fey Phantasm Sect possesses a complete, ice-sealed Ancient Fey corpse. Furthermore, it was a truly powerful Ancient Fey."

"A complete Ancient Fey corpse?" Yi Yun was slightly taken aback when he heard this. What sort of wealth did an entire Ancient Fey corpse represent? If one could obtain an entire Ancient Fey corpse, the opportunities were unimaginable.

From the looks of it, the Fey Phantasm Sect was stronger than the Luo clan!

Luo Huo'er seemed to guess Yi Yun's thoughts and said, "The Fey Phantasm Sect is stronger than our Luo clan. They declared war on several fronts, and our Luo clan's war is just one of the many. Back then, our Luo clan had also made an alliance with several other large clans in the Ten Thousand Fey Empyrean Heaven to fight the Fey Phantasm Sect together."

"The Fey Phantasm Sect enjoys great influence. It controls numerous Great Worlds, with countless subsidiaries. They refine Fey Demon puppets and sell them to large family clans for their usage. Many of the buyers come from other Empyrean Heavens."

As Luo Huo'er spoke, a whistling sound of a soaring eagle shrieked. High in the sky, a gigantic azure Peng bird arrived.

The azure Peng bird circled in the sky and under the escort of pages, a purple-robed man flew straight down from the Peng bird. The man's clothes fluttered in the mountain winds, as purple aura circulated around him, it was as though a god had descended.

He looked like he was in his twenties, and his eyes were as bright as the stars. His lifeblood was converged, and he seemed to resonate with the Heaven and Earth. He gave off an redoubtable feeling.

"Prince Crimson Firmament!" The elites present said aloud when they saw the man that suddenly appeared.

Even people like Ran Xueyi and Donglin Yu stood up immediately at that moment to step forward.

He was Prince Crimson Firmament?

Upon seeing this person, Yi Yun was slightly taken aback.

Prince Crimson Firmament truly gave him an unfathomable feeling.

Indeed, Prince Crimson Firmament had been cultivating for thousands of years, so even without mentioning his talent, just his strength would far exceed Luo Huo'er's.

Beside Prince Crimson Firmament was a gorgeous woman.

She had smoky eyes and fair, creamy-white skin. She had a pair of fox ears on her head, and every action she performed seemed to produce silvery bolts that danced around her in a silvery brilliance.

Upon seeing this woman, the elites present were secretly horrified. Someone said, "It's the Lightning Domain's Princess White Fox. It was rumored that Princess White Fox and Prince Crimson Firmament have extremely cordial relations, but those were only rumors. Who knew that Princess White Fox is accompanying Prince Crimson Firmament to the banquet today? Don't tell me they are now an item, and are about to become Dao companions!?"

"The Lightning Domain's Princess White Fox has the Ancient Fey nine-tailed white fox's bloodline, as well as a Body of Lightning Spirit. If she is willing to become partners with Prince Crimson Firmament, it would truly be a match of equal status. The chips that Prince Crimson Firmament holds will increase as well!"

As people discussed it in private, they looked at Prince Crimson Firmament with mixed emotions amidst respect.

Prince Crimson Firmament himself was a treasure, with extremely promising chances of inheriting the throne of the Luo clan. In addition to his outstanding talent and powerful bloodline, if he were to marry Princess White Fox, a talented woman with a Body of Lightning Spirit and nine-tailed white fox bloodline, and duo cultivate with her, his life would reach its peak. Even Ran Xueyi and Donglin Yu would feel jealous seeing this.

They were two of the royal capital's four great young masters and they were extremely noble, but compared to Prince Crimson Firmament, they were incomparable.

As Prince Crimson Firmament slowly landed, a phoenix shriek echoed throughout the skies as everyone looked up.

They saw nine azure luan birds soaring in the sky. They pulled a glittering chariot that emitted divine light that flashed through the sky.

As the divine chariot shuttled through the sky, the void slightly trembled as it excited the hearts of many.

On the divine chariot, Empress Luo and Empress Xuan, the two mothers of the world, women who had all the riches of the Luo clan in their hands, arrived simultaneously.

Instantly, a divine light burst out as thousands of colorful bands shot out. Dozens of Luo Lucid Palace's maidservants rushed forward and bowed to welcome the two sacred Empresses. noveltranslationweb.blogspot.com

True Martial World - Chapter 861: Script Written in Vain

Was Yi Yun dumb? Why did he dare be that disrespectful to Princess Purple Spirit?

He was slower to pay his respects and he stared at Princess Purple Spirit. Furthermore, he even put on such an odd expression.

"To be so unaware of the rules, he is indeed a bumpkin from the lower realms." Ran Xueyi sneered in his heart. The elites present racked their heads to leave a good impression on Princess Purple Spirit, but Yi Yun was such a retard to act so eccentric. He had offended the princess.

For Princess Purple Spirit to produce such an impression, she had apparently been affronted by Yi Yun's actions. Other than that, Ran Xueyi could not think of any other possibility. If one were to say that Princess Purple Spirit had been attracted by this inferior human? That would be a joke.

Ran Xueyi looked at Yi Yun with a faint smile, and he waited for him to make a fool of himself.

However, a single statement from Princess Purple Spirit completely froze the smile on Ran Xueyi's face.

"It's really you… You actually came to the Ten Thousand Fey Empyrean Heaven?"

Luo Huo'er was truly feeling stumped after she saw Yi Yun.

She may have maintained a dignified and elegant composure on the surface, but deep in her heart, it was already being trampled by 10,000 Ancient Fey beasts with mud-stained hoofs.

What the heck was going on!?

She knew very well that more than a decade ago, Yi Yun was still a country bumpkin in a tiny area of a lower realm! Be it his strength or knowledge, there was no way that Yi Yun could advance past the limits of that world in every possible aspect. How did he come to the Ten Thousand Fey Empyrean Heaven in such a short period of time alone, and had even obtained first place after being far in the lead at a collective training?

Being first place in a collective training wasn't much, but just thinking of where Yi Yun had his origins more than a decade ago was such a shocking realization!

His cultivation speed and his speed at nomological insight were way too fast. What sort of freakish talent was this to be able to reach such a state?

It sure was odd. This princess was clearly the genius with the most powerful Ancient Fey bloodline in the entire Luo clan and she also had exceptionally high perception. But why did she feel like she was being suppressed by this fellow the moment she saw him?

Back in the Tai Ah Divine City, Luo Huo'er's Desolate Heaven technique had been inferior to Yi Yun's. That could be ignored since her mother had prohibited her from using the techniques from the Luo clan. She could only use the Desolate Heaven techniques from the lower realm that she learned on short notice, so there was no way that her achievements reflected her true talent.

She could ignore the Desolate Heaven technique, but when Luo Huo'er was cultivating in a training chamber, Yi Yun had seen every part of her body. That was the most teeth-wrenching experience Luo Huo'er ever had.

Later on, Luo Huo'er had set a trap for the fellow, but for some reason, the trap somehow backfired on her!

Just recently, Luo Huo'er was still considering if she could ask her mother if she could make a trip to the lower realm and bring that bumpkin up to this world to broaden his horizons and let him know that the reason why she had lost to him was because she was not at all serious. If they had really come to blows, she would instantly crush him!

Luo Huo'er would have loved to see Yi Yun's shocked expression when she brought him to the Luo clan's royal capital and see its grandeur and flourishing establishment. Especially when Yi Yun would learn that her identity was a princess of the highest identity in the royal capital, wouldn't he pay homage to her and offer to be her lackey?

But now… despite having written the script, without any rehearsals beginning, the show's curtains had come to a close.

This fellow had managed to climb up here himself!

How did he do that?

Especially after seeing the fellow's expression, Luo Huo'er really felt like her heart was being trampled by 10,000 Ancient Fey beasts with mud-stained hoofs. His odd expression was a result of a stifled laugh that he repressed because he did not want to embarrass her.

Clearly, her identity as a princess was already within Yi Yun's expectations. He had known of it early on!

Luo Huo'er thought that Yi Yun would be astonished after learning of the matter and he would prostrate himself before her. In the end, not only did Yi Yun not prostrate himself, but he was also thinking of laughing!

Clearly, Yi Yun knew what sort of person Luo Huo'er was. At a glance, he knew that Luo Huo'er's elegance and dignity were faked to keep up an appearance.

Luo Huo'er hated such banquets with numerous people the most. However, for her mother, she had to maintain her image and tolerate maintaining a front that she hated to do, but this fellow was actually mocking her!

It was infuriating!

Having been seen through, Luo Huo'er didn't even feel like acting any further. She forced herself to hold back on the urge to beat someone and she said to Yi Yun with a smile, "Yi Yun, it's really you. It's truly been long time no see."

Yi Yun stifled his urge to laugh and clasped his fists. He said with a straight face, "Yi Yun greets the Princess. It has been so many years. Meeting you today, Princess Purple Spirit is truly of unsurpassed beauty and glamorous."

Although Yi Yun's words were highly respectful, how could the smiling intent in his eyes escape Luo Huo'er? Clearly, this fellow did not show any signs of veneration because of her identity as princess.

Their conversation absolutely lacked the joy of a reunion that close friends should have after a long period of time. However, this conversation sounded completely different in the ears of others.

Every elite in the Luo clan, including Ran Xueyi and Donglin Yu, was dumbfounded!

The princess knew this fellow, and… they appeared to be very familiar!

How was this possible? What sort of noble status did Princess Purple Spirit enjoy? How did she get to know a lowly human punk who lacked any form of background?

For Princess Purple Spirit to say the words ‘long time no see’ that bordered on affection, that meant that Yi Yun was a friend of Princess Purple Spirit!

A human had become Princess Purple Spirit's friend? That was unthinkable!

At that moment, Ran Xueyi, who was standing beside Princess Purple Spirit, probably had the ugliest expression. Yi Yun and Luo Huo'er truly knew each other! Furthermore, Luo Huo'er apparently did not pursue Yi Yun's lack of etiquette.

In Ran Xueyi's impression, Princess Purple Spirit was always composed. But today, after meeting Yi Yun, there was a rare loss of her cool. Although it was not obvious, Ran Xueyi had managed to notice it because of his close distance. Princess Purple Spirit's eyes, which spoke volumes, had flashed a look of surprise and coquetry.

Who was this punk who could make Princess Purple Spirit experience such emotional swings?

"Yi Yun, sit at this table then!" Luo Huo'er pointed at a table and said with a ‘cordial’ expression.

Upon seeing the table, the corner of Ran Xueyi's mouth twitched. Donglin Yu also had a wry smile on his face.

This table was the closest table to Luo Huo'er's seat!

In Luo Lucid Springs, the arrangement of the tables was a fastidious show of political intrigue. The closer it was to the middle, the more noble the seat was. Ran Xueyi and Donglin Yu were already considered close to the middle, but now, Yi Yun’s seat was even closer than theirs!

How could Ran Xueyi feel pleasant about this?

He was one of the four great young masters of the royal capital. Yet, a human punk had come and sat at a spot more closer to the middle than his. It was even closer to Princess Purple Spirit! What the heck was this?

"Thank you Princess for conferring me a seat."

Yi Yun did not think too much of it and without standing on ceremony, he sat at the designated seat. noveltranslationweb.blogspot.com

This immediately made all the young elites present envious.

They finally realized what was going on.

Princess Purple Spirit and the punk probably had an unusual relationship. Compared to Yi Yun, they were practically passers-by that did not matter. She did not even glance at them.

Just moments ago, they had been mocking Yi Yun for his presumptuous and foolish behavior of daring stand up against the Xushui Ran clan and Ran Xueyi.

But from the looks of it, the people who were truly foolish were them.

Could it be… that Princess Purple Spirit was Yi Yun's backer!?

That would be ridiculous! If that fellow truly had a good relationship with Princess Purple Spirit, just that alone made him enjoy a background much better than many!

Seeing Yi Yun sit down, Luo Huo'er maintained a smile. On the surface, she did not look at Yi Yun anymore, but her voice transmission had rung in Yi Yun's ears.

"Not bad, little Yun for you to have the ability to come here. You even got first place in the collective training. Your wings have indeed hardened. Come on, tell this elder sister of yours how you came to the Ten Thousand Fey Empyrean Heaven."

Luo Huo'er's words rendered Yi Yun somewhat speechless. Luo Huo'er wasn't young anymore, but she still insisted on gaining a sense of superiority when it came to words.

The Legend of Futian - Chapter 140: The Decisive Battle

Ye Lingxi, Ye Futian, and Yu Sheng walked out of the courtyard. Ye Danchen was waiting outside for them.

"We also invited Wuchen," Ye Danchen said. "That guy has been cultivating in the palace these days. Give him a second."

"All right." Ye Futian nodded.

At this time, two beautiful figures walked by. They were Lin Yueyao and Hua Zhixin. Seeing them out there, Lin Yueyao smiled and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"We want to have a walk in the imperial palace before leaving," Ye Lingxi replied with a smile. "Would you like to go?"

Lin Yueyao glanced at Ye Futian and Yu Sheng. It had been a long time since she last saw them. She nodded and said, "Sure." The two beauties walked to them. Lin Yueyao smiled at Ye Futian, "Finally coming out?"

"Yes." Ye Futian smiled too.

"The Tingfeng Banquet will end tomorrow. The people from Yunchu Nation and Yan Kingdom have said many ugly things these days. Are you going tomorrow?" Lin Yueyao asked out of curiosity.

"Is that so?" Ye Futian shrugged and smiled. "I didn't expect that I have so many fans. I guess I should go meet them tomorrow."

"Overconfident, aren't you?" Lin Yueyao rolled her eyes. This guy is really shameless.

After a while, Ye Wuchen came and they left the palace. Jing Yu followed behind, protecting them secretly.

As what Ye Futian and Ye Lingxi had thought before, the Imperial City of Nandou Nation was very busy this day. The whole city was brightly lit. People thronged restaurants, inns, and streets, talking about talents at the banquet.

The most beautiful place of the Imperial City was definitely the Qixing Lake. There were many boats nearby. They rented one and floated on the lake. Sitting at the prow, Ye Futian's group felt the breeze blowing their faces comfortably. Ye Futian was reminded of his sweet days with Hua Jieyu. They had held hands at the bank of the Qingzhou River and it still felt sweet when he thought of the moment. What a pity that she didn't come.

"What are you smiling about?" Lin Yueyao looked at Ye Futian and asked.

Ye Futian looked at Lin Yueyao in astonishment and replied, "Why are you so concerned about me? Don't think too much. You don't have a chance."

Ye Danchen choked on his wine when he heard Ye Futian's words. No chance? How can he refuse the first beauty of Cangye Kingdom in such a way?

"Shameless guy." Lin Yueyao glared at Ye Futian with some resentment. She had never been rejected like this. She was so popular in Cangye Kingdom. Only Ye Futian was this indifferent to her.

"Tomorrow comes the final round. Who do you think will eventually dominate the nine platforms?" There was a boat nearby and the people on it were discussing.

"Xi Lou, Second level Dharma Plane; Su Mu, First level Dharma Plane; and Yun Tianhao who had upgraded to the Eight-star Glory Plane in the battle are all extremely strong cultivators while the rest on the platform are also top talents," someone commented.

Ye Futian's group heard the comments too. They had never heard of Xi Lou and Su Mu but it was not surprising to know Yun Tianhao became a shining star. Since his life spirit could summon Spiritual Qi of any attribute to form matrices, Yun Tianhao was undoubtedly very powerful. He had few counterparts in the same plane. It was unexpected but interesting that he leveled up during battle. Yun Tianhao's proceeding in cultivation was no slower than Ye Futian's.

It was rare for Heiyan City to have someone like Yun Tianhao although he still wasn't strong enough to be Ye Futian's match.

"Indeed, the Tingfeng Banquet is held every ten years while there are so many talented people. Even among those who have been eliminated, there are bunches of strong cultivators. Those losers just happened to encounter a stronger one. What a pity!"

"I agree with you. But compared with the crown prince, those strong cultivators were all eclipsed."

The boat moved on and the sound faded. Ye Futian's group were continued enjoying the scenery while drinking.

Ye Wuchen looked up to Ye Futian and said, "If we attend the Tingfeng Banquet tomorrow, there must be many sarcastic comments about us. Moreover, according to Yan Kingdom and Yunchu Nation, they might attend the final too."

"You want to see those talents' strength?" Ye Futian asked Ye Wuchen.

"Some are just too noisy," Ye Wuchen murmured.

"Then make them shut up." Ye Futian smirked. Hearing their conversation, Lin Yueyao and Hua Zhixin just thought that the two were really good at pretending to be cool.

The boat kept moving forward on the Qixing Lake. People in the boats were all talking about the strong cultivators on the banquet with great interest. There were more boats near the eyot. People were all attracted by one of the islands where a banquet was being held.

Ye Futian's group looked up and found that was exactly where the crown prince had treated them. At this time, Luo Junlin was there again to treat the talents of the Tingfeng Banquet.

"Aren't they from the Cangye Kingdom?" Someone noticed Ye Futian's group.

"Indeed. Apparently, that girl is the top beauty of the Cangye Kingdom. She really is charming," someone looked at Lin Yueyao and said. Three beauties were very noticeable, especially beauties like Lin Yueyao, Hua Zhixin, and Ye Linxi.

"That man is called Ye Futian who comes from the Donghai City of Nandou Nation. After violating His Majesty's will, he went to the Cangye Kingdom and is valued by Emperor Ye. He accompanied the emperor to the Tingfeng Banquet. It's said that he has twin spirits with great talent."

"He's Ye Futian? With such a handsome face, he must be popular with the girls," someone said.

"But after the people of the Royal Xuan Temple came and the crown prince shone so radiantly, Ye Futian didn't appear again."

Many people on the lake noticed Ye Futian and his friends. They continuously made comments so that even people at the eyot looked over and saw Ye Futian. People, including Crown Prince Luo Junlin, all looked to Ye Futian's boat in the lake.

"Ye Futian." Among the people on the island, Yun Tianhao stood up and walked to the edge of the island, looking toward the boat on the water. His sharp eyes fell on Ye Futian.

Ye Futian was drinking with head lowered. Seemly not hearing Yun Tianhao, he didn't respond.

"Will you come tomorrow?" Yun Tianhao didn't mind Ye Futian's indifference. Though they had only met a few times, he knew what kind of person Ye Futian was.

Ye Futian still didn't answer his question. Yu Sheng stood up, looked to Yun Tianaho coldly, and then walked closer to Crown Prince Luo Junlin.

At this time, Luo Junlin was drinking too. Beside him sat a sexy beauty. Possibly due to the wine, her face was charming and enchanting. She was the daughter of a rich family in the Imperial City. Both her looks and talent was very outstanding. The reason why she would drink with the crown prince at the expense of losing her dignity was that she wished that Luo Junlin could take her with him to the Royal Xuan Temple.

The sexy woman looked to the boat and saw Yu Sheng. She chuckled and said, "This man is so muscular he's ugly."

Many people laughed with her. Cultivators always had good ears and the woman didn't lower her voice, so people on the boat also heard her words.

Ye Futian looked up to the eyot and saw the crown prince as well as the woman beside him. He smiled and said, "Your Highness must be in a pretty good mood with a prostitute accompanying you."

The seductive woman's expression changed, instantly feeling embarrassed but Crown Prince Luo Junlin looked quite calm. These things didn't disturb him anymore.

Some people landed on the eyot. One looked to the boat and a strong temperament spread toward the boat following his eyes.

"It's Xi Lou," someone exclaimed. Xi Lou's talent had been proved at the Tingfeng Banquet. No one at the Second level Dharma Plane could defeat him.

Ye Wuchen looked up with eyes sharp as swords. He stood up and walked to the bow. His horrible sword intent turned into a storm to confront Xi Lou's aura.

"Is a fight starting?" People around them grew excited. Who was the winner between the genius of the Cangye Kingdom's Fenghua Banquet and the peerless talent of the Tingfeng Banquet?

"Let's go back," Ye Futian said. The boat instantly started going against the current. The two auras were dispersed. Giant waves were lifted between the eyot and the boat projected.

Seeing that the Cangye Kingdom's boat return, the other side thought they were too scared to fight with the Nandou Nation's peerless talent since the crown prince was still on the island.

This night was doomed to be a sleepless night.

...

It was the day of the decisive battle. Countless people gathered here in the Imperial City for the Tingfeng Banquet. Some people even came at midnight to keep a seat so that they could see the banquet clear in the daytime. Those finalists all came in advance, gathering around the platforms and being admired.

People of Yunchu Nation and Yan Kingdom arrived too. So far, they had to admit that after rounds and rounds of battles, those left were great talents, many of which weren't any weaker than them.

Emperor Luo arrived as well. Seeing such a grand occasion, he smiled. He was quite satisfied with this year's Tingfeng Banquet. Moreover, his son, Luo Junlin was thought highly by the Royal Xuan Temple. Of course he was in a very delighted mood.

Even on the last day, some came to congratulate him. This was his second time to feel so happy since he became the emperor. Last time, he saw his own bright future when he ascended to the throne. This time, he saw the future of his son, Luo Junlin, as well as the whole Nandou Nation.

Emperor Ye walked out of the crowd with Ye Futian, Yu Sheng, and Ye Wuchen. The Cangye Kingdom's people all appeared today. noveltranslationweb.blogspot.com

Looking at the frenetic people, Ye Futian smiled slightly. The most prominent cultivators would be born today at the decennial Tingfeng Banquet. If Ye Futian and Yu Sheng weren't here, of course!

The Legend of Futian - Chapter 139: The Birth of Wings

At the end of the Tingfeng Banquet's second day, Emperor Luo did not extend an invitation to Emperor Ye as he did the day before. Right now, whether it was Emperor Luo or Luo Junlin, they were immersed in this triumphant moment.

Immediately after the banquet ended for the day, Minister Hua and others rushed over to congratulate the Crown Prince. The nobles of the Nandou Nation chimed in agreement with the flattering remarks thrown at Luo Junlin. They all understood, after Crown Prince Luo Junlin entered the Royal Xuan Temple, there was a chance that he would not inherit the throne to the Nandou Nation. He was going to be in an even more fearsome position. If Luo Junlin managed to become a big shot in the Royal Xuan Temple, then forget about the Nandou Nation, he would be able to do whatever he pleased in the Hundred Lands. He could even build a stronger country of his own.

In the Hundred Lands, some of the most powerful nations were started in this way, all because of the appearances of more than one Noble Plane cultivator. Naturally, the people of the Cangye Kingdom did not join the crowd. They had already figured out that this was the true reason behind Emperor Luo's invitation. This was the moment he had been waiting for. This put Ye Danchen in such a bad mood that he wanted to return to the Cangye Kingdom. However, Emperor Ye was against it. Since they were already here, they must wait until the Tingfeng Banquet ended, or else people might think that he—an emperor—was jealous of Luo Junlin.

After returning to the palace, Ye Futian noticed that Yu Sheng kept his head lowered. He could not help but ask, "What's wrong?"

"I'm in a bad mood," Yu Sheng lifted his head to reply.

"Because Luo Junlin entered the Royal Xuan Palace?" chuckled Ye Futian.

"It's not just that. That father and son duo purposely invited the people of three neighboring nations to this event, but it was all so they could gloat. Do they really think that Luo Junlin is all that?" Yu Sheng seemed really pissed off.

"He's able to enter the Royal Xuan Temple, so he must be gifted." Ye Futian smiled.

"Who cares about the Royal Xuan Temple? They better not interfere when we kill Luo Junlin in the future. If they do, then we'll just have to get rid of them too," Yu Sheng said in a fit of rage. Sweat dripped down Ye Futian's face.

This rascal is only in the Glory Plane and he's talking about annihilating the top power of the Eastern Barren Territory? Ye Futian thought. When Yu Sheng was angry, he was indeed illogical…

"Stop thinking about it. Do you want to go cultivate? Let's not attend tomorrow's Tingfeng Banquet," Ye Futian said to Yu Sheng.

"Not go?" asked Yu Sheng.

"Yeah. Don't you think it's really boring?" Ye Futian smiled at Yu Sheng. "We can just go on the last day," he continued.

Yu Sheng's eyes brightened at Ye Futian's words. He seemed to have understood something. He smiled. His mood had been greatly improved. Ye Futian stared at him for a while and then turned to go cultivate.

The night passed and the next morning, Ye Lingxi came to get them. Ye Futian told her they did not plan to attend today's event. When word got back to Emperor Ye, he ordered some people to stay at the palace to protect Ye Futian and then led the others to the banquet.

News that the Nandou Nation's Crown Prince was admitted into the Royal Xuan Temple as a disciple and was going to become the Nandou Nation's second Noble Plane cultivator spread during the night. Thus, there was an obvious increase in the amount of people at today's banquet. There was such an impressive crowd of people. Obviously, Emperor Luo was in a merry mood. The Tingfeng Banquet continued and he noticed that Ye Futian was not present. The people of the Yunchu Nation and the Yan Kingdom had also taken notice.

"Not only did the first-place winner of the Fenghua Rank avoid battle before, he's even going into hiding now?" Chu Kuangren let out a mocking statement when he noticed Ye Futian was absent.

"You're wrong." Out of nowhere, Ye Wuchen said, "He probably just thought it was boring. The banquet is boring and so are the people. If I had known, I wouldn't have come today either."

"Definitely a good reason. You and Ye Futian are very alike," said Chu Kuangren.

"Perhaps he was deeply affected by what happened yesterday," laughed someone from the Yan Kingdom. Although this was the Tingfeng Banquet but the one who stole the show yesterday was definitely Luo Junlin. Many people were stirred and when they returned home, many of them went to seek information on the Eastern Barren Territory and the Ancient Barren World.

"Your Majesty, I'm not coming tomorrow either," Ye Wuchen said to Emperor Ye.

"Alright," nodded Emperor Ye.

"What are you trying to run away from?" Chu Kuangren smiled at Ye Wuchen.

"Don't worry. I'll be present on the last day of the Tingfeng Banquet," replied Ye Wuchen. Chu Kuangren looked at him, still smiling, and said, "Good. I'm looking forward to it."

...

Just as Ye Wuchen said, he did not show up for the fourth day of the Tingfeng Banquet.

Neither did Ye Futian and Yu Sheng. Not just on the fourth day, but as the Tingfeng Banquet continued, geniuses kept appearing. The atmosphere was lifted to another level. However, Ye Futian and Yu Sheng were still nowhere to be seen among the group seated by Emperor Ye. Even the people from Donghai Academy and the Nandou Clan noticed. They thought that Ye Futian was probably triggered by the fact that the Crown Prince attracted the attention of such a powerful group. Although Ye Futian possessed terrifying gifts that did not lose to that of Luo Junlin's, cultivation was not only based on gifts. It was also about fate. It seemed that Ye Futian simply was not destined to be compared with the Crown Prince. After Luo Junlin entered the Royal Xuan Temple, he was most definitely not going to allow Ye Futian a chance to mature.

These past days, Ye Futian and Yu Sheng stayed in the palace and cultivated. Yu Sheng, who was still in a sour mood, was especially focused. Every time Ye Futian went looking for him, he was focused on cultivating, and so, Ye Futian decided not to disturb him.

Within the palace, Ye Futian practiced his punches in the courtyard where he stayed. The will of the emperor flowed within him, causing his every punch to contain a mysterious aura. As he cultivated, this feeling became more and more obvious. He was able to control it more fluently in his attacks.

"AHH!" A deep roar broke Ye Futian's concentration. It was Yu Sheng's voice. Ye Futian felt his heart tense, and he ran towards the noise. Very quickly, he arrived at the location where Yu Sheng was cultivating. Seeing Yu Sheng's current state, Ye Futian's heart clenched tightly. Every time he saw Yu Sheng cultivating in this way, his heart hurt with a needle-stabbing pain.

Presently, Yu Sheng was surrounded by a frightening force. A fearsome dim golden light enveloped his being. It was like a giant explosion, burying his whole body in the light. The image of what seemed like a devil overlapped on Yu Sheng's body. The golden apparition morphed into a terrifying vortex and began to absorb all the Spiritual Qi in the surrounding area causing aggressive barbs appeared all over Yu Sheng. After that, Ye Futian witnessed as something began to raise from Yu Sheng's back. The bump continued growing outward.

It was because of this that Yu Sheng could not contain his screams of pain. He had his eyes shut tight and was also biting down hard on his lip to try to keep in his screams. Yu Sheng bit down so hard, his lips were now bleeding. It was truly a shocking sight

Ye Futian had his fists clenched tightly, so tightly his knuckles cracked in the process. Why did Godfather make Yu Sheng cultivate in this cruel method? The apparition of the devil kept fading in and out, the bump on his back was also still growing.

"AHH!" There was another pitiful scream. He seemed to be in the most extreme pain.

BOOM! A loud noise and a large gust of wind. Something seemed to have been broken. The protrusion on Yu Sheng's back finally broke, and out came a pair of fearsome wings. The light golden wings glistened. Every feather seemed to have contained inverted thorns. The wings were very large, matching well with Yu Sheng's large body.

If Ye Futian's Golden Roc wings were said to be the wings of God, then Yu Sheng's wings should be the wings of the Devil. They were a terrifying sight.

"Did the realization of Dharma grow from the method you were cultivating?" Ye Futian was shocked. With the birth of these wings, flying would no longer be Yu Sheng's weakness. Spiritual Qi from all around surged into Yu Sheng's body. In this moment, Ye Futian noticed that it was not only Metal Spiritual Qi, but Wind Spiritual Qi as well. With the birth of the wings, Yu Sheng had also acquired wind elemental gifts.

Just then, Yu Sheng opened his eyes. A ray of golden light shot out from his pupils, giving off a violent aura. However, it immediately disappeared when he saw Ye Futian. The wild force that coursed through his body also started to calm down.

Yu Sheng smiled brightly, like a child, at Ye Futian. There was not a single hint of the violent aura from before.

"Does it hurt?" Ye Futian asked softly.

"It's no big deal. I can still handle it. I'm also in the Eight-Starred Glory Plane now," Yu Sheng said, scratching his head.

"You idiot. No more cultivating for you today. Get some rest." Ye Futian stared at Yu Sheng, not allowing him to reject his words.

"Alright," nodded Yu Sheng. He had leveled up and was in a better mood now.

Ye Futian did not say much more and turned to leave. Yu Sheng said it didn't hurt but Ye Futian's heart still hurt. He knew as long as Yu Sheng continued to cultivate, he was going to have to keep enduring this pain. Behind extreme power, was not just extraordinary gifts. There was also pain intolerable to ordinary people.

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The days passed one by one, and soon, it was close to the end of the Tingfeng Banquet. The final competition between the strongest contenders began. The imperial city of the Nandou Nation was boiling with excitement. The best of the best had finally appeared on the platform in front of the audience. They were ready to show their talents and fight to the end.

Ye Futian and Yu Sheng still had no clue about what was happening at the banquet.

Some time in the evening, Emperor Luo led the group from the Cangye Kingdom back to the palace. Ye Lingxi arrived at the courtyard where Ye Futian stayed.

"Ye Futian!" shouted a smiling Ye Lingxi.

"Princess." Ye Futian looked in her direction.

"Don't call me princess; Lingxi is fine," she chuckled. "I came to let you know that tomorrow is the last day of the Tingfeng Banquet."

"It's finally ending?" laughed Ye Futian. It had been a while since the Tingfeng Banquet began. noveltranslationweb.blogspot.com

"Father said we might head straight back to the Cangye Kingdom tomorrow. Since there's nothing to do tonight, do you want to go for a stroll? The night view of the Nandou Nation's imperial city is quite nice. We won't get a chance to enjoy it after tonight," said Ye Lingxi.

"Okay," nodded Ye Futian. He had been cultivating in the palace for the past few days. He was bored to death. It would be perfect to take a stroll in the imperial city. The same went for Yu Sheng. Tomorrow was going to be the final battle of the Tingfeng Banquet. The Nandou Nation's imperial city must be very lively right now!

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

"..."

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."