Ten Gods - chapter 6: Hit Dog Slave in the Street

Lin Tian face turned cold staring at the approaching Liu Er.

He was confused how this dog slave to find.

"brother."

Lin Xi was scared hiding behind Lin Tian, clutching Lin Tian clothes.



Lin Tian turned around and squatted down, gently patted Lin Xi head: "Xiao Xi do not afraid, there's brother."

He told Lin Xi to stay put and don't move, turned to look Liu Er people. A few days ago he can't forget by what has been done Liu Er and Mazi on Lin Xi, he is the brother of Lin XI, Lin XI is his sister and in this strange world where only his family.

Hurt his sister, he would never forgive!

Mazi is already dead, and Liu Er also have to pay the price!

A lot of people around noticed strange scene here.

"It's him! That Lin home kid, Xiao Yun fiance."

"A few days ago, Lin's ancestral home was Mawson's slaves burned, don't know this kid was still alive, can life truly great."

" So what, now is not dangerous, Mawson have been interested in Xiao Yun, where can tolerate Lin kid? Lin's family has been strong, but now ...... Well, this guy really is dead."

"Mawson is not the key, the key is his elder brother Mo Ji, that is a horrible person, it is said that man has reached God vein and serve in the Imperial expeditionary force, is extremely terrible. There is such a scary big brother, Lin kid how to compete? Can only be easily crushed."

"Do not forget, there is a Mawson uncle, but is said to be Nine Yang Martial Palace elders!"

"The original is the first of the wealthy family of Feng city, but now where reduced to the point, sadly."

Someone whispering.

Almost all people in the square to apply for Nine Yang Martial Palace many of them grew up in this Feng city, Lin Tian things natural know more clearly, these people are repeatedly shook his head looking at the Lin Tian, think Lin Tian to be miserable.

Liu Er to came round and laugh evilly.

"Break his hands and feet, and bring to the front of the young master." Liu Er to five burly men commanded, then look to the Lin Tian with evil smile:"Yes, do not worry about your sister, Xiao Ye I'll be good to love her, hey! "

"On!"

Liu Er shouted.

Six people, five brawny grinning toward the Lin Tian coming, fist grip cackling sound loudly.

Lin Tian face turned cold, five people has not close to, he began to move first, flash before the five-person, right fist punches out.

"Bang!"

The first one was punched by Lin Tian immediately screams, broken nose and bleeding.

Four other people surprised then each put their punches.

Unfortunately, now Lin Tian stronger than several ordinary brawny, refining body three strength is not cabbage on the street, in a moment four brawny has been bombers flying fell on the ground and continue wailing.

"This is Lin that boy? It is not a rumor he was sickly, and now it is ......"

Many people are surprised, face full of incredible.

Liu Er face discoloration, the five men are powerful than Mazi, last time they were suffered in the hands of Lin Tian and Mazi was killed, so he took the five burly thugs here but this people easily defeated by Lin Tian.

"How dare you fight back, big courage, see how Xiao Ye clean up you later!" Liu Er ferocious stare at Lin day one, then look flattering to the side of the middle-aged man and said: " Liu Ye, you shot it please, but do not take his life, broke his hand and foot on the line, left him a little life for young master to cross it. "

Middle-aged man named Liu He is one of the Mo's security guards, has been practice to refining body first, this time Liu He looked at Mawson face before promised Liu Er to do this.

Hear Liu Er, Liu He nodded and took a step forward.

"Broke hands and feet yourself and I do not want hands."

Liu He stared at the Lin Tian and indifferent said.

"Relying on you?"

Lin Tian cold face.

Liu He suddenly cold eyes: "Bushihaodai[unable to tell good from bad (idiom)] thing!"

At the same time word fall, Liu He punches towards Lin Tian, a fierce wind swings out, violent and overbearing.

At the same time word fall, Liu He punches towards Lin Tian, a fierce wind swings out, violent and overbearing.

Lin Tian cold hum, didn't dodge is also the same punch greeted.

"Bang!"

"Ah!"

Two fists collide Liu He screams out, his finger bone directly shattered by Lin Tian punch, more the people directly inverted out, tumbling from the sky fell to the ground, never get up again .

Liu Er widen his eyes and face suddenly became pale.

"Impossible!"

Liu Er exclaimed.

Liu He was refining body one and punched flying by Lin Tian, his heart grow fear, he turned tail and ran.

Unfortunately, where his speed can be faster than Lin Tian, just ran out of the three feet away, Lin Tian from behind a blow to the ground and down.

"Lin young, don't... don't hit me, little wrong, please! You generous adults, let go of the small bar!"

Liu Er to beg for mercy.

"I spared you might do?."

Lin Tian sneer.

He remembered that day happened in the Lin's old home, thought of shivering Lin Xi, immediately across a cruel light in his eyes. He lifted his right leg, foot wind and kicked Liu Er in the crotch.

"Ah!"

Liu Er scream like a pig sent in to butcher, bleeding at the crotch, pain is directly fainted.

Many onlookers around gasped.

"Good fierce! This is an absolute crippled ah!"

Someone mutters.

Some even shuddered, subconsciously cover the crotch, this kick is really too cruel!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The Ancient Barren World was indeed a mystical world.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

...

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I care," he said.

"So what?" Yun Qianmo replied.

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

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

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

"Is this him?" asked Yang Ziqi.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Leave," said Yun Qianmo.

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

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

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

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

The Legend of Futian - Chapter 158: Fate Level

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

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

If that was the case, then…

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The Black Wind Eagle rode the wind in the air.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Yes." Lin Yueyao smiled and nodded.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She actually said yes?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ye Futian could make her stronger.

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

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

Only time would tell.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The Legend of Futian - Chapter 156: Shocked

After Ye Futian spoke, the surrounding gazes all fell on him. A Nine-star Glory Plane cultivator had asked a Level six Dharma Plane cultivator if he wanted to die! However, Ye Futian's eyes were sharp. His aura really made one feel a slight pressure as if it wasn't just a threat. Where did he get the confidence from? At least, where did he get the qualifications to say those words?

Yan Lu arched an eyebrow. The sword intent was still present on his body. He gazed behind Lin Yueyao and a few guards walked forward. This was probably the source of Ye Futian's confidence.

"You can try," Yan Lu uttered coldly, staring at Ye Futian. As he spoke, the air around him seemed to turn solid. The people on the stone walls watched the fight quietly. Cold animosity bloomed on Ye Futian's face.

"Enough." Ruo Yu walked forward at this moment and stood before Ye Futian. "Senior Brother Yan, you've crossed the line."

"Come back," Ruo Qiu reprimanded when she saw Ruo Yu run out.

"Shut up," Ruo Yu said to Ruo Qiu. "This all started because of you. Ye Futian invited us to a meal at our first meeting. Instead of being grateful, you said those ugly words at the inn. What ulterior motive would he have? Didn't you want to know how I comprehended my swordsmanship technique? Ye Futian taught me."

Everyone was fixated. Ye Futian taught Ruo Yu to comprehend the techniques from the stone wall? How was this possible?

"You're joking," Ruo Qiu said coldly.

"You think I'm joking?" Ruo Yu shot back. Ruo Qiu and everyone else was in disbelief. Did Ye Futian really teach it to Ruo Yu?

"Are you speaking the truth?" Yun Qianmo asked. She walked forward and looked down from her position in the air.

"Absolutely. Otherwise, how can I do it?" Ruo Yu said to her. "Senior Sister Yun, this is all my sister's fault. Ye Futian never did anything to us. Please tell Senior Brother Yan to stop."

Yun Qianmo gazed at Ye Futian and saw him standing there quietly. Sensing her eyes, he looked up at her.

"Was it the musical sorcery?" Yun Qianmo looked at him and subtly guessed that the music from before was unordinary.

"Do you want to learn?" Ye Futian looked at her with a smile.

Yun Qianmo met his eyes and said, "If you're willing, you'll be the Sword Clan's friend. We will protect your safety in the Qianmeng City."

If they became friends, today's scuffle would end and there'd be no need for more words.

Ye Futian looked up at Yun Qianmo. She was very pretty with some coldness. As the top disciple of the Sword Clan, she was qualified to say those words.

"If you want to learn, then sure." Ye Futian smiled and walked toward the music wall near the sea. Ye Wuchen, Lin Yueyo, and the others followed him.

The guqin wall was in the highest spot. Ye Futian sat down, crossing his legs, and released his Guqin Spirit. He strummed the strings and music streamed out, creating an artistic conception. Then, there seemed to be unique artistic conception strength on the guqin wall. It resonated with YeFutian's music. It was of a figure clothed in white, playing his guqin. Sword intent was born and a roc appeared. Waves crashed against land. When this artistic conception descended, the walls on each side seemed to resonate with the music.

The sword intent and music went from the sword wall to Yan Lu, digging into his ears. At that moment, he felt himself in that special artistic conception. He saw the sword in the stone wall's artistic conception.

The sword transformed into thousands of threads of rain, cutting everything apart.

"No—" That moment, everyone heard Yan Lu cry out. Their hearts trembled and they looked over.

The next moment, a shocking scene appeared. They saw Yan Lu's body spiral up as the sword aura shot crazily out of him. However, endless rain-like sword intent appeared, tearing out of him. His clothing ripped apart and cuts appeared on his body. There was even blood on his neck. With a pained cry, he dropped to the ground. He grasped his wrist with blood flowing out. He trembled violently, fear filling his eyes. In the artistic conception in his mind, endless threads of sword intent were about to drown him. The sword created by the sword intent was unstoppable.

Everyone was shocked. They looked at the sword wall. They realized with astonishment that terrifying sword intent radiated from the poem. It bloomed and fused with the music. There was the faint shine of a dazzling sword.

Ye Futian used the music to guide the stone wall's intent and attacked Yan Lu.

"Would you like to try?" The music stopped. Ye Futian looked down on Yan Lu and everyone trembled inwardly. Earlier, Yan Lu had told him to try and now, he really did.

Ruo Qiu, Ruo Yu, Wang Jue, and the others were all shaking inside too. They looked at Yan Lu's pathetic state then back at Ye Futian. The boy who was still smiling and seemed easy to talk to completely changed when he began playing the guqin. His handsome features radiated coldness and once-in-a-century talent. Behind him, Yu Sheng, Yu Wuchen, and Lin Yueyao stood quietly.

For a moment, everyone understood why Lin Yueyao said that to Ye Futian. Probably only those who were willing to cultivate with him knew just how amazing Ye Futian was. He used his music to transmit the artistic conception and even helped Ruo Yu learn the sword technique that Yun Qianmo couldn't comprehend. He had comprehended the stone wall that no one had ever been able to and communicated with it. He even resonated with the walls on all sides.

Only he completely understood the Cang Mountain Relic. He was an unparalleled talent. For so many years, countless people from the Qianmeng territory entered the Ancient Barren World and studied the Cang Mountain Relic but no one could do what he did today. It was only one relic in the Ancient Barren World but it proved how monstrously talented this handsome boy was.

Ghastly pale, Yan Lu felt chilled. Everyone looked at him but he kept his mouth shut.

"Did you think I was joking? I'll give you another chance. Do you want to die?" Ye Futian asked indifferently. Earlier, he had asked if Yan Lu wanted to die and Yan Lu told him to try. Did he have the courage to reply that again?

Ye Futian placed his hands on the strings again as if he could start again at any time. Face pale, Yan Lu lowered his head and replied, "No."

Ye Futian looked at him mockingly and then looked away as if Yan Lu didn't deserve his attention. Yan Lu was livid and extremely humiliated. Behind him, Ruo Qiu and the others watched this without a word.

Yun Qianmo, Liu Yuan, and everyone else in the Cang Mountain Relic looked at Ye Futian.

"You comprehended all four walls. Does that mean that you found the artistic conception of the Golden Roc?" someone asked. It was Liu Yuan. He could only find the powerful wind intent from the wall. If he could comprehend it, it would be very helpful to him. It wouldn't only increase his fate.

"What do you think?"

"How strong are you with the wall's intent?" Liu Yuan asked, staring at him.

"Do you want to try?" Ye Futian asked.

"I just want to be friends," Liu Yuan suddenly said with a smile.

"Friends?" Ye Futian sneered. They had to be friends for him to transmit the wall's intent? Would they be enemies otherwise?

Ye Futian lowered his head and played the instrument, creating another melody. As the music streamed out, the walls' intent descended again. Light glowed from the walls at once.

Waves of artistic conception descended. They snaked into ears of Ye Wuchen and Lin Yueyao's group. Even the guards behind Lin Yueyao could sense the artistic conception. Hearts trembling, they glanced at the walls and started studying with no regard for the outside world.

Seeing this, everyone furrowed their brows. Was he teaching the artistic conception with music in front of everyone?

Many people were envious and jealous. If they could comprehend the Cang Mountain Relic, they could receive a lot of fate. The intent was suitable for cultivation as well and could increase their combat ability. It was beneficial to their future cultivation too.

In addition, many present were suitable for cultivating the intent of these walls. For example, the Sword Clan was great for the sword wall. Ironically though, the Sword Clan could have become his friend but chose to be his enemy.

Since Ye Futian had taught it to Ruo Yu, it showed that he didn't really care. He could help anyone who was his friend.

Since Ye Futian had taught it to Ruo Yu, it showed that he didn't really care. He could help anyone who was his friend.

This was only one relic site in the Ancient Barren World. With Ye Futian's talent, he wouldn't have to steal the fate. He could use his savviness to figure out the Noble fate himself.

"Happy now?" Ruo Yu looked at her sister coldly. "What did Ye Futian want from you?"

Ruo Qiu was embarrassed. Yan Lu, whom they'd thought was extremely talented, had been easily defeated by Ye Futian and humiliated. A beauty like Lin Yueyao willingly followed Ye Futian. What would he want from her? What did she have that Ye Futian could want?

Thinking of this now, she realized that she had just been petty. She could have comprehended all of the Cang Mountain Relic and even cultivate with Ye Futian.

Looking around, she saw countless figures who wanted to learn but no one dared to move. Someone from the Glory Plane had played his guqin alone and stunned everyone.

"What are your requirements?" Yun Qianmo suddenly asked.

Ye Futian looked up from his guqin and smiled. He said, "Earlier, you gave me a choice so I'll give you a choice too. I'm unfamiliar with the Ancient Barren World and need a maid. I can consider you."

With his words, Yun Qianmo, Ruo Qiu, and the others all hardened their eyes. Everyone stared at him, speechless.

He wanted the top disciple of the Sword Clan, the pride of the world, Yun Qianmo, to be his maid?

True Martial World - Chapter 1486: Massive Chaos Godfiend Array

These people were dressed uniformly in a sect's attire. One of them was sitting cross-legged on a mat as he floated forward. He was short in stature and his head was proportionally bigger than usual. At his glabella was a mark that resembled an eye. Psyche waves emitted from the mark that radiated in every direction.

He was a Royal Sealed Divine Lord!

These psyche waves constantly swept over the region where Yi Yun was hiding, but since he had reached peak Supremacy level and had perfect control over his body's energy with the Purple Crystal, he could completely prevent any energy fluctuations from reaching him. Even a Royal Sealed Divine Lord that focused on soul cultivation could not sense Yi Yun's existence.

After searching for about eight minutes, the Royal Sealed Divine Lord gave up the search and shook his head.

"Is there nothing at all?" asked a youth.

The Royal Sealed Divine Lord said, "It might have been a mistake on my part. I felt an energy fluctuation from that area just moments ago but now that I'm carefully probing I sense nothing."

The youth frowned slightly. "Martial Uncle, could that Yi Yun have been reduced to nothing? We have searched the Fey God Tomb numerous times but have not found even a single bone of his. Even if Yi Yun died in the most horrible fashion, he should have left behind at least some of the divine treasures he obtained in the Divine Perish Hall. Yet we have found nothing."

"Hmph! That Yi Yun killed so many of our Great Cosmic State elites. He even killed my junior brother, Li Fire Divine Lord. I have no idea how he managed to escape the Divine Perish Hall ahead of time, never mind how he made it to the Fey God Tomb that's millions of kilometers away. He was also truly arrogant. He thought that he was invincible after gaining some small benefit from the Divine Perish Hall, and went deep into the Fey God Tomb alone. Numerous elites throughout history have perished in there. His death is no matter, but for him to leave the divine treasures from the Divine Perish Hall in the Fey God Tomb, he has made us search in vain. If I find his corpse, I'll definitely pulverize it!" the tiny Royal Sealed Divine Lord said hatefully.

Yi Yun heard all of that clearly from the side. Li Fire Divine Lord…

Having cultivated for twelve years, Yi Yun nearly forgot about the matter. He had killed two Royal Sealed Divine Lords in the Divine Perish Hall—Li Fire and Xing Yu. Many of the other Great Cosmic State experts had been killed by him as well. Back then, the Divine Perish Hall was sealed and only Yi Yun had been transported out. People from the Great Cosmic State should not have known what happened inside.

But now, from the conversation, he could clearly tell that the Divine Perish Hall's entrance had been opened once again. As the trapped warriors left the Divine Perish Hall, news naturally spread.

The fruit of the Netherworld tree and the large amounts of nebulous Primordial Chaos in the inner sanctum had all been taken by Yi Yun, with the others got nothing. Ignoring the fact that Yi Yun had killed numerous people, just the treasures on him alone would make him to be the target of many even if he had not provoked anyone.

"Martial Uncle, we have been searching for years. Who knows if our continued search will bear fruit?" another person grumbled.

The tiny warrior snorted coldly. "The treasures of the Divine Perish Hall have attracted many people, especially the nebulous Primordial Chaos. It has even stirred the entity who gave us this order. So cut the grumbling! If we find Yi Yun, regardless if he is dead or alive, just getting the Netherworld fruit and the copious amounts of nebulous Primordial Chaos will result in rewards that would last you for millennia. It'd even possible to cultivate all the way to the Divine Lord realm. You might not be aware that the entity cultivates in the Primordial Chaos laws. If not, why would he be given the title Primordial Chaos Daolord?"

Once the short warrior said that, the minds of the others burned with excited thoughts. Being able to cultivate straight to the Divine Lord realm might border on exaggeration since it was still very difficult to cultivate to the level of Divine Lord no matter the resources, but just the idea of rewards from Primordial Chaos Daolord left them salivating. Perhaps he would bestow them with heritage manuals, allowing them to study some of the Primordial Chaos laws. It represented a Great Dao of Supremacy from when the Universe was first created. Just gaining a little enlightenment in such things was a great boon to them.

"Martial Uncle, you are right. I was being too impatient. Although there are many opportunities in the ancient battlefield, none of them are easily found. Although our strength isn't bad, we are just average compared to all the geniuses in the ancient battlefield. It's better to stay rooted to the ground and seek out Yi Yun's corpse. It's less risky and it would provide a huge opportunity once we find it."

"That's right. Speaking of which, the Fey God Tomb's Heaven Earth Yuan Qi is getting more stable. About ten years ago, Daolord personally set up a massive array to fix the chaotic energies in here and shock the heretic demons. It was supposed to be temporary, but from the looks of it at present, this array formation seems to have quite heaven-defying effects. The dangers in the Fey God Tomb have been decreasingly greatly," mused the short Divine Lord.

"Martial Uncle, what's so odd about that? It's the Massive Chaos Godfiend Array which fuses the Primordial Chaos laws. Even an Ancient Fey's powers cannot resist the sapping of the Primordial Chaos laws," a young warrior said proudly. Their lineage, if traced, led to one of Primordial Chaos Daolord's disciples.

Massive Godfiend Array?

Yi Yun was slightly taken aback by that. He never imagined that the Primordial Chaos Daolord these people were talking about cultivated in the Primordial Chaos laws as well. From the looks of it, he definitely had obtained certain opportunities.

"It's no wonder. I noticed that the further I came out of the Fey God Tomb, the faster its strength seemed to be reducing. Even though I absorbed the Blood Fey Bone, the Ancient Fey powers in here should still linger on for a very long period of time. It's because someone is using a massive array to repress the area."

Yi Yun sighed. If that massive lifeform's consciousness remained, how could anything, even if it were a Massive Chaos Godfiend Array, be able to repress the Blood Fey Bone? But now that the Fey God Tomb had lost its power source, it naturally could not resist the massive array.

An expert like the short Divine Lord was able to sense a certain amount of these things. But the juniors were lacking in experience. They could only conclude that the Primordial Chaos Daolord was powerful; how was it possible for them to imagine the Fey God Tomb's true powers?

Yi Yun revealed himself after the group departed a good distance away. He spread out his psyche and indeed, he saw many warriors searching around the Fey God Tomb.

These people were all looking for his corpse, hoping to obtain the Netherworld fruit and the nebulous Primordial Chaos to make a killing.

Yi Yun also saw that a huge gray barrier was enveloping the entire area an even further distance away.

The barrier emitted an energy fluctuation that Yi Yun was extremely familiar with. It was made from the Primordial Chaos laws.

This barrier had contained all the remnant Ancient Fey powers inside the Fey God Tomb!

These Ancient Fey powers would have dissipated into the world with the passage of time, but the barrier made it so that all the Ancient Fey powers had nowhere to dissipate to. They were being absorbed by the Massive Chaos Godfiend Array.

These Ancient Fey powers would have dissipated into the world with the passage of time, but the barrier made it so that all the Ancient Fey powers had nowhere to dissipate to. They were being absorbed by the Massive Chaos Godfiend Array.

And at the array's core was a gray crystal. It was about ten feet tall, and all the Ancient Fey powers that were coursing through the array gathered in the middle of the crystal, dyeing its bottom blood red. noveltranslationweb.blogspot.com

The Ancient Fey powers were being converted into pure energy by the array, and every bit of it was gathered in that crystal!

True Martial World - Chapter 1485: Exiting Seclusion After Twelve Years

Yi Yun had been cultivating the entirety of the past twelve years. He had absorbed nearly forty percent of the Divine Stalactite Marrow, which did not exceed his promise with Bai Yueyin.

"Senior, how are your injuries?" asked Yi Yun.

"I'm fine," replied Bai Yueyin simply.

Yi Yun nodded. He knew that the root cause of her injuries were not that easily resolved. She probably only meant that she had her injuries under control.

Noticing that Bai Yueyin was about to leave, Yi Yun had to ask the question that was burning inside him.

"Senior, pardon me for asking, but do you have a disciple named Lin Xintong?" Yi Yun took a deep breath as he calmed his emotions and asked this important question. After he did so, Yi Yun stared at Bai Yueyin intently, watching for any changes in expression. He felt slightly uneasy. Although he had spent twelve years in the cave with Bai Yueyin, he gained no understanding of Bai Yueyin's character. Although she had never harmed him and had kept her promises, he couldn't help but remember that she had heavily injured Azure Yang Lord, causing his defeat in battle that made him enter the lower realm in a downtrodden state. Yi Yun found her an enigma.

However, a person like Bai Yueyin was filled with mystery to begin with. It was impossible for him to easily see through her.

Lin Xintong had been taken back to the White Lunar Divine Empire by this unfathomable woman. He was naturally filled with speculation and questions.

Bai Yueyin gave Yi Yun a surprised glance. She guessed at his motives through his expression.

"That's right. Xintong is my disciple. Why do you ask? Xintong has been focusing on cultivation and remains undistracted. She shows no interest in anything else."

Bai Yueyin was uncertain about Yi Yun's motives and could only warn him to forgo any wild thoughts.

Yi Yun remained silent. The way Bai Yueyin put it implied that Lin Xintong was very safe at the moment. Her tone also seemed to imply that she placed great importance on Lin Xintong.

Yi Yun did not plan on telling Bai Yueyin his relationship with Lin Xintong. If he did, she could very well hinder them in various ways or even act against him to ensure Lin Xintong's carefree cultivation. That would be trouble.

"Senior, you are overthinking things. I have long heard of Fairy Lin's fame and am only a little curious about her. Senior, I heard that Fairy Lin chanced upon you and that you brought her back to the White Lunar Divine Empire, is that true?" continued Yi Yun.

Bai Yueyin gave him a glance, her eyes emitting a look of displeasure. Clearly, she had no intention to entertain the topic further.

Yi Yun had no choice but to shut his mouth. He did not have a strong enough grasp of Bai Yueyin's character. She was just too mysterious.

Yi Yun was puzzled over the reasoning behind Bai Yueyin taking Lin Xintong in as her disciple. Perhaps some spectacular event had happened to Lin Xintong?

But after seeing the great importance Bai Yueyin placed on Lin Xintong, Yi Yun no longer worried for Lin Xintong's safety, at least for the time being. He could not continue asking for more, afraid that it would raise Bai Yueyin's suspicions.

"It's time to leave," said Bai Yueyin.

Yi Yun stood up. He took one last, longing look at the Blood Fey Bone on the cave wall and the Divine Stalactite Marrow. He left the divine cavern together with Bai Yueyin.

The moment they left the divine mountain, Bai Yueyin said indifferently, "Your talent is extraordinary and the light from providence shines on you. I wish you the best."

With that said, she raised her hand and shot a cold beam at Yi Yun.

Yi Yun's heart leaped but he did not dodge. When the cold beam landed on his chest, he immediately felt as though a certain spot on his body had been stabbed by an ice needle. Following that, a gray light surged out of his body before Bai Yueyin snuffed it out with a frost beam.

Yi Yun looked at the gray light and knew that it was a mark left behind by the Ancestor God. He had broken through to the peak Supremacy realm and had his body nearly reconstructed but he had failed to discover the tracing mark. From the looks of it, the mark's purpose was much more than just tracing.

Compared to that legendary existence, he was still too weak.

"Thank you, Senior…" Yi Yun looked up and thanked Bai Yueyin. But in that short time, there was no one in front of him. Bai Yueyin had already vanished.

A figure like Bai Yueyin naturally had many things and people that required her attention. It was impossible for her to stay with him any longer than she already had.

Yi Yun heaved a sigh of relief now that Bai Yueyin was gone. It was time to continue his journey through the ancient battlefield alone.

Yi Yun heaved a sigh of relief now that Bai Yueyin was gone. It was time to continue his journey through the ancient battlefield alone.

The Fey God Tomb's originally chaotic Heaven Earth Yuan Qi had calmed down greatly. The terrifying source of it—the Blood Fey Bone—had been taken away by Yi Yun. However, the dangers that surrounded the Fey God Tomb would continue for some time. It was like a furnace. Even if the firewood was removed, the remnant could still continue burning for quite a period of time.

Perhaps this place would become an ordinary but massive chasm after a few more centuries.

There were too many wonderlands, perilous lands, and mystic realms in this world. They would come into existence for different reasons and give birth to great dangers and even greater opportunities. They might cause a stir for a period of time, making people revere or fear them while flocking to see. Perhaps there were many stunning elites that once ended up perishing in there but, eventually, these perilous mystic realms would be forgotten in the long rivers of time…

Yi Yun sighed as he gave a deep bow in the direction of the Blood Fey Bone.

It had spent its mighty life waiting in this area for hundreds of millions of years alone, experiencing the endless barrage of time until it finally could rest…

From this day forth, those that knew of its existence would be few in number. The Fey God Tomb would eventually be forgotten.

"Senior, rest in peace. I will continue Senior Pure Yang's legacy and complete it for him!"

Yi Yun bowed once more as he got up and proceeded out the Fey God Tomb!

"It's been twelve years. I wonder how Luoyue and company are." He never expected to spend so much time inside the Fey God Tomb.

Back then, they had come so far only by accompanying the warrior that had possessed the Blood Fey Bone. Yi Yun did not have the time to send them out and could only have them stay where they were. He never expected to encounter the Ancestor God in the Blood Fey Bone cave, which resulted in the need to seal it. Then Yi Yun received the Blood Fey Bone's lifeblood powers and had to cultivate immediately. If he stopped midway, he would have wasted a great deal of energy for no reason.

"The danger in the Fey God Tomb should have decreased drastically after I absorbed the Blood Fey Bone's powers. Luoyue and company should be fine. Besides, Fairy Yourou is there. She's no ordinary person, so it shouldn't be difficult for them to leave the Fey God Tomb!"

With this thought in mind, he went to where he separated from Luoyue and company. He scanned the area with his psyche and indeed, they were already gone.

Twelve years was too long for young warriors. Yi Yun felt a little sorry. He did not know how much danger they encountered while waiting for him.

"I think it's best if I confirm they are safe. I hope that nothing ill has befallen them."

Yi Yun stepped past the region and saw the dried riverbed from before. Twelve years ago, they had entered the Fey God Tomb by walking parallel to it.

"Oh? Someone's there!"

Yi Yun's mind stirred as he immediately hid himself. He saw a group of warriors approaching him while following the riverbed…