Qin Wentian's name once again resounded throughout the Chu Country. After becoming the champion of the Jun Lin Banquet and stepping into Yuanfu, he consecutively killed Ye Wuque, Wu Chong and Wang Teng, three dazzling geniuses, continuing to write a legend that belonged to him.
Qin Wentian's status in the Chu Country also became extremely sensitive. This young genius was revered by countless commoners, yet he was hated to the bone by the Royal Clan and the Ye Clan. But because of Diyi's existence, nobody dared to touch him. Even when the Ye Clan saw Ye Wuque die in front of them, they didn't dare to act because Ye Wuque and Qin Wentian had agreed beforehand that this would be a life-and-death battle.
If Qin Wentian died in battle, Diyi would definitely not seek revenge. If Ye Wuque died in battle, how would the Ye Clan dare to act?
Outside the imperial city, in the small town next to the Dark Forest, the adventurers were busy. They came and went in a hurry, and when they had free time, they would chat. This was the time when they were most relaxed. Once they stepped into the Dark Forest, even their closest friends might betray them.
"You guys didn't see it yesterday. That brat Qin Wentian is so f * cking powerful. With a single roar, he killed Wang Teng. Too powerful." A burly man was currently beaming with joy as he spoke to a girl beside him.
"He's only 17 years of age, is he really that powerful?" The girl had a look of disbelief on her face. The others beside her also came forward and asked, "Brother Ox, are you exaggerating?"
"Exaggerating?" Brother Ox's eyes widened as he continued, "You guys didn't see it with your own eyes, so you don't know how powerful that young man is. I've already said it in a low-profile manner. In any case, with just a breath of his, he could annihilate all of us. After Ye Wuque defeated Qiu Mo, he was ranked # 4 among the 10 prodigies of the Royal Capital. But what happened in the end? He was defeated with a single punch. What kind of bullshit genius is he? "
"Brother Ox, tell us the details of the battle. What does that fellow Qin Wentian look like? Does he have a big head and thick limbs?" The beautiful eyes of the girl flickered with curiosity.
"Yes, his arms were as thick as my arms, and his legs were like the hooves of an ox." Brother Ox grinned.
"Ahem." The sound of coughing drifted over from the side. Brother Niu and the others turned their gazes over and after that, they saw a 17-year-old young man with a bitter smile on his face. In the arms of the young man, there was an extremely adorable snow-white puppy.
Qin Wentian was depressed. The rumors among the people were getting more and more unbelievable. However, this guy called Brother Niu was really good at bragging. His beautiful image was completely destroyed.
"What? You don't believe me? He's about the same age as you, but you look so weak. I'm afraid you can't even withstand one punch from him." Brother Niu continued to boast to Qin Wentian.
"Yes, I believe you." Qin Wentian nodded unceasingly. After which, he quickened his steps and entered the Dark Forest. Scratching his head, he stared at Little Rascal in his arms and asked, "Little Rascal, am I really that ugly?"
Qin Wentian's voice drifted into the ears of Brother Niu and the others. They stopped in their tracks and were stunned. When they looked forward again, the silhouette of the young man gradually became blurry and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The others beside Brother Niu all drew in a deep breath as they turned their gazes onto Brother Niu.
"That must be a liar. What sort of character is Qin Wentian? How could he be such a handsome young man? Do you guys believe it?" Brother Niu laughed, but he felt that his tone wasn't confident enough. He repeated, "Yes, he must be a liar, pretending to be Qin Wentian."
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Right now, Qin Wentian was already at the Yuanfu Realm. The chances of him encountering danger in the Dark Forest were naturally much lower. Although he met with some trouble, he still managed to arrive at the place he was looking for.
On the vast grassland, there was a hill. Qin Wentian stood there, surveying his surroundings.
The past was still vivid in his mind, but he couldn't see the nine mountain peaks.
Back then, this was precisely the place where he met the green-robed middle-aged man in his dream. He dreamt of the Spring and Autumn Dream, and at the same time, obtained the River-Mountain Catalog. The more Qin Wentian looked at it, the more profound it became. Even now, every time he looked at it, he would gain different insights, deepening his comprehension of the Martial Dao.
Occasionally, he would speculate about the strength of the green-robed middle-aged man in his dream. Most probably, the middle-aged man wouldn't be any weaker than the Azure Emperor.
And now, Qin Wentian was returning to this place because he wanted to fulfill a long-cherished wish of his.
Back then, when he was on the verge of death, he was brought here by the Blackwind Condor. Before he left, he promised the Blackwind Condor that he would gift three drops of his blood to the Blackwind Condor when he was proficient in using the power of his bloodline. Today, he was here to fulfill his promise.
The location they had agreed on was precisely here.
From afar, the silhouettes of demonic beasts could be seen, but they didn't approach. Instead, they sped away while emitting low-sounding roars, as though they were summoning their king.
Indeed, not too long after, a strong gust of wind could be heard whistling through the skies as a gigantic silhouette sped towards them. In an instant, the silhouette of the Blackwind Condor had already arrived in the air.
The Blackwind Condor swooped down, landing in front of Qin Wentian. The baleful eyes of the Blackwind Condor flickered with a hint of astonishment.
Although Qin Wentian had an agreement with the Blackwind Condor in the past, he didn't have too much hope in it. Humans placed great importance on benefits. Although demonic beasts were extremely vicious and vicious, when it came to craftiness, humans were definitely a notch above demonic beasts. As a demonic beast with high intellect, the Blackwind Condor had a deep understanding of the personalities of humans.
Hence, with regards to Qin Wentian's agreement, the Blackwind Condor was somewhat taken aback.
"Senior." Only to see Qin Wentian lightly nodding his head to the Blackwind Condor. After which, his left hand sliced across the index finger of his right hand. A sword light flashed, and fresh blood gushed forth. The blood in Qin Wentian's body started to seethe, as streams of blood-colored runes frenziedly flowed into the tip of his finger. That drop of blood seemed to contain a terrifying amount of bloodline power.
The Blackwind Condor opened its beak, and with a flick of Qin Wentian's finger, three droplets of blood flew into the Blackwind Condor's mouth. The Blackwind Condor swallowed the droplets, and within its body, a strange energy started to seethe. Even Qin Wentian, who was standing at the side, could faintly sense it.
This caused Qin Wentian to be extremely bewildered. Was his bloodline power really that good?
"Wu, wu." On the ground, Little Rascal inclined its head and stared at Qin Wentian. That pair of quick-witted eyes of its were extremely moving, and that pitiful look on its face was extremely adorable.
"You want it as well?" A strange expression appeared on Qin Wentian's face. As the sound of his voice faded, he saw Little Rascal nodding its little head incessantly. Momentarily, Qin Wentian rolled his eyes. Could it be that his bloodline power had some sort of unique attraction towards demonic beasts?
"Open your mouth," Qin Wentian helplessly stated. Little Rascal's eyes brightened, and it cooperated and opened its mouth.
Qin Wentian once again circulated the blood-colored runes into the blood on his finger. After which, he squatted down and allowed the blood essence to drip into Little Rascal's mouth. Little Rascal's eyes closed, and under Qin Wentian's gaze, its body gradually grew larger. Within its body, a blood-colored light flashed, and the blood in Little Rascal's body seemed to be seething.
"Bloodline power?" Qin Wentian's countenance stiffened. Could it be that his blood essence had activated the demonic bloodline in Little Rascal's body?
Golden-colored inscriptions flickered, and under the dumbfounded gaze of Qin Wentian, Little Rascal's body grew even larger. Now, it was the size of an adult demonic wolf, and what was even more shocking was that its snow-white fur actually glowed with a golden light. The golden fur on its forehead grew even more distinct, forming a curved line. Its sharp claws seemed to be clad in a layer of golden armor. That armor was golden in color. That armor was golden in color, golden in color.
"What demonic beast is this little fellow?" Qin Wentian was speechless. However, this little fellow's intelligence was extremely high. Ever since it started following him, it could already understand human language.
The Blackwind Condor abruptly let out a shrill screech, as though it was piercing through the heavens, causing all the demonic beasts in the surrounding area to go berserk. Their king was howling.
Only then did Qin Wentian turn his attention back to the Blackwind Condor. At this moment, a blood-colored light erupted from the condor's body, causing its body to be enveloped by a halo of light. Its aura caused Qin Wentian to feel a sense of dread.
However, at this moment, the Blackwind Condor was seriously staring at Little Rascal, as though it had seen something astonishing.
At this moment, Little Rascal's eyes abruptly opened, as a golden light that caused the hearts of others to palpitate flickered within.
"Pu!" Little Rascal opened its beak and spat out resplendent golden runes. Upon seeing the golden runes gradually converging into a diagram, the body of the Blackwind Condor trembled involuntarily, as though it had seen something inconceivable.
Little Rascal's gaze was fixated on Qin Wentian's finger, as an expression of hope appeared on its face.
"You want me to drip a drop of my blood onto the Divine Inscription?" Qin Wentian asked Little Rascal.
Little Rascal nodded unceasingly. Qin Wentian smiled, as he dripped another drop of blood onto the Divine Inscription diagram. Instantly, the blood flowed unceasingly, swiftly merging with the Divine Inscription diagram. The Divine Inscription diagram transformed into a beam of light, directly entering Little Rascal's head.
"Yiyiyaya!" A voice abruptly rang out in Qin Wentian's mind, causing him to be stunned. After which, he saw Little Rascal transforming back into a snow-white puppy. His eyes flickered involuntarily as he asked, "Little Rascal, is that your voice?"
"Yiyiyaya!" The voice rang out again, but this time, Qin Wentian was extremely depressed. Looking at the adorable appearance of Little Rascal, he carried it in his arms and patted its head, "Seems like you're still a wimpy kid. You can only understand words but can't speak. What yiyiyaya? I don't understand at all."
Although he said this, Qin Wentian's heart was filled with shock. Earlier, that Divine Inscription diagram actually allowed Little Rascal to directly transmit its voice into his mind. This was definitely a miraculous thing.
The Blackwind Condor saw Qin Wentian patting Little Rascal's head, as though he was treating a pet. Its head shrunk backwards, as though it was thinking about something.
After which, the Blackwind Condor turned and lay there, turning its head back to look at Qin Wentian.
"Mhm?" A strange light flickered in Qin Wentian's eyes. After which, he stepped onto the back of the Blackwind Condor, and in an instant, a raging wind kicked up as the Blackwind Condor soared into the air, continuing its journey into the depths of the Dark Forest.
Below, a myriad of demonic beasts galloped forth, trampling the earth, emitting terrifying rumbling sounds. All of them were following the Blackwind Condor.
As they continued deeper into the Dark Forest, Qin Wentian discovered, to his shock, that there were a few demonic beasts with tyrannical auras. Similar to the Blackwind Condor, these demonic beasts were also flying towards a certain direction. Within the Dark Forest, the number of demonic beasts was like a flood.
However, this wasn't the direction of the Royal Capital of Chu. It was the exact opposite direction, the central region of the Dark Forest!
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