Qin Wentian felt extremely unbearable. He had personally witnessed Qin Xiao's head being smashed apart by Ye Lang in front of him. Ye Lang's malevolent smile had already been imprinted into his mind.
"Ye Lang!" Clenching his fists tightly, Qin Wentian sat in the training grounds and drew in a deep breath, forcing himself to remain calm. A debt of blood, must be repaid with blood.
The sky had already darkened, and in that instant, Qin Wentian seemed to have entered into his own world. The commotion in the outside world had no effect on him. Above his head, a resplendent light blossomed, as his Heavenly Hammer Astral Soul appeared. In an instant, from the 5th Heavenly Layer, his Astral Soul, the Heavenly Hammer Constellation, shone with resplendent light, resonating with his Astral Soul, transforming into an illusory, resplendent light in the night sky.
The two Yuan Meteor Stones were placed on top of the Astral Soul on top of his head, and were actually guided by the Astral Energy from the Astral Soul. The Astral Energy contained within the Yuan Meteor Stones also flowed into Qin Wentian's Astral Soul, undergoing the tempering of the Astral Soul, transforming into the Heavenly Hammer Astral Energy that flowed into Qin Wentian's limbs and bones.
Stellar Martial Cultivators condensed their Astral Souls from their constellations, absorbing the unique Astral Energy from their constellations. Ye Lang's Astral Soul was the Demonic Wolf Constellation, and the Astral Energy he absorbed was filled with a wild and untamed nature. Qin Wentian's Astral Soul was the Heavenly Hammer Constellation, which was why his Astral Energy was endowed with tyrannical attack and forging attributes.
Previously, when Qin Wentian directly absorbed the Astral Energy from the Yuan Meteor Stones, there was no way it could be compared to the Astral Energy from the Heavenly Hammer Constellation. Hence, he first absorbed the Astral Energy from the Yuan Meteor Stones into his Astral Soul, before using the Astral Energy to temper the impure Astral Energy. Although he understood that doing so would result in the loss of a significant amount of Astral Energy.
Not long after, Qin Wentian could feel that his limbs and bones were filled with Astral Energy. After which, he circulated the Tempered Thousand Hammer Refinement Technique, causing rumbling sounds to reverberate throughout his body. His blood and Qi churned violently, akin to the roaring of a raging river, causing the muscles on Qin Wentian's face to contort. How could he not feel the agony of using the Astral Energy from the Yuan Meteor Stones to temper his body? Yet, his body of flesh and blood also grew stronger and stronger, to the point of perfection.
On the second day, the news of the Qin Clan being surrounded and annihilated spread throughout the entire Sky Harmony City. Many of the people who came to the Qin Residence sighed ruefully. The Qin Clan, which had once been the most powerful in the past, was now a thing of the past.
Outside of the Qin Residence, the Chu Dragon Guards of Sky Harmony City, the Silver Feather Knights of Icehawk, and the Asura Martial Knights of Asura — these three powerful armies surrounded the Qin Residence so tightly that not even a drop of water could escape. Occasionally, they would rush up to the Qin Residence and launch sneak attacks, probing the Qin Residence's defenses. The members of the Qin Residence stubbornly resisted, and the Martial Cultivators and Martial Guards of the Qin Residence, who were proficient in combat, guarded the main gates.
When the spectators saw this scene, they felt that the Qin Clan wouldn't be able to hold on for more than a few more days.
"There's only two more days until the Annual Sacrifice Day. I wonder if the Qin Clan will be able to hold on until next year." Many people silently mused. The Annual Sacrifice Day was the last day of every year, and was also the day to pay respects to the ancestors.
Within the Qin Clan, a stifling pressure enveloped the entire Qin Clan. Qin Chuan and the other important members of the clan gathered together to discuss countermeasures.
"The three great Knight Regiments, as long as the enemy gives the order, we have to face them head-on. With the strength of our Qin Clan, we have no hope at all." Qin Chuan gazed at the crowd as he spoke.
"How strong are the Wu Guards?" Someone asked Qin Chuan. Not to mention the troops outside, even the people within the Qin Clan didn't know much about the strength of the Wu Guards.
"The Wu Guards are all elites. In terms of the number of experts, we should be able to hold them off. But overall, the disparity is too great."
"What about those who were loyal to the Wu King? Won't they lead their troops here?"
"The Old Master should have made arrangements, but distant water can't quench the present thirst. The people outside don't seem to be in a hurry to launch an all-out attack, and they seem to be very confident. This is what I'm worried about." Qin Chuan sighed. In the vast great hall, only his voice could be heard.
After a moment of silence, Qin Wentian spoke, "Once the enemy launches an all-out attack, I will deploy a division of forces. Qin He, Qin Ye, the two of you will be in charge. Bring Qin Yao, Qin Wentian, Qin Shang and the rest of the younger generation away. You are not allowed to fight, you are only allowed to escape."
"Big brother, I won't be a coward." Qin Ye roared.
"Our achievements in the Martial Dao are limited. The younger generations are the future of the Qin Clan. I'm entrusting the future of the Qin Clan to you, not because I want you to be cowards. Do you understand?" Qin Chuan slammed his fist on the table as he roared in anger, causing Qin Ye's countenance to freeze.
"There's no need to discuss this matter. Those who defy my orders are not fit to be a man of my Qin Clan."
Qin Chuan's voice caused everyone to be speechless. Qin Yao and the rest of the younger generation were all present, including Qin Wentian. Their hearts were filled with anger, and they wanted nothing more than to rush out and slaughter the enemy.
"Clan Leader." At this moment, someone walked in from outside, as he spoke to Qin Chuan, "Clan Leader, Grandmaster Francis from the Star River Association requests an audience."
"Star River Association?" Qin Chuan had a look of astonishment on his face as he replied, "Invite him in."
A moment later, Francis stepped into the great hall. Upon seeing him, a strange expression involuntarily appeared on Qin Wentian's face.
"Francis pays his respects to Lord Qin Chuan."
"Grandmaster Francis, what brings you to the Qin Clan for?" Qin Chuan was extremely polite. The status of a weaponsmith was extraordinary.
"I'm here to look for Young Master Wentian." Francis bitterly smiled as he glanced at Qin Wentian. That day when Murin said he would bring him to the Royal Capital, he had admitted that he was the one who created the Divine Weapon in a moment of greed. Never would he have thought that Murin would ask him to reforge it again. This caused him to be extremely depressed, and he had no choice but to go to Lin Yue's place to ask her, only to find out that the apprentice was none other than Qin Wentian from the Qin Clan.
Luckily, he was a member of the Star River Association, and the people outside gave him some face. Hence, he casually made up a reason to enter.
Strange expressions appeared on the faces of the crowd. Francis, why was he looking for Qin Wentian?
"What's the matter?" Qin Wentian indifferently asked.
"I wish to collaborate with Old Brother Wentian to forge a Divine Weapon. I wonder if it's possible?" Francis could feel the coldness in Qin Wentian's eyes, but he could only smile in response.
Qin Wentian's heart pounded. This Francis actually wanted him to forge a Divine Weapon? Could it be that the Divine Weapon he had casually forged had already surpassed his level? If not, there was no need for Francis to look for him.
"Seems like the Divine Imprints in those memories are extraordinary." Qin Wentian silently speculated. This was the only possibility. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but coldly smile, "My Qin Clan is currently in danger, and I have no time to accompany Grandmaster in forging a Divine Weapon. If I were to damage Grandmaster's Divine Weapon, I wouldn't be able to afford it. Please leave."
Francis bitterly smiled as he stared at Qin Wentian, as he spoke in a low voice, "Young Master Wentian, if you have any requests, feel free to state them."
"First, tell me, why do you want me to forge a Divine Weapon?" Qin Wentian stared at Francis. That day, the Divine Weapon you inscribed was a first-level Divine Weapon, and at most, you would be able to forge a high-grade first-level Divine Weapon. Francis should be able to do so as well. Even if Francis was inferior to Qin Wentian in terms of Divine Inscriptions, there was no need for Qin Wentian to beg him.
Francis had a difficult expression on his face.
"If Grandmaster doesn't wish to speak, there's nothing more to discuss."
Francis cast a glance at Qin Chuan. Qin Chuan understood, and waved his hands towards the crowd. Momentarily, many people departed, leaving only a few people behind.
"Grandmaster, you can speak now." Qin Wentian's words caused Francis's countenance to stiffen, as he sighed in his heart. He didn't seem to have a choice, and so he told Qin Wentian everything that had happened. After hearing the story, Qin Chuan and the rest were all astonished. Qin Wentian was actually able to inscribe Divine Inscriptions.
"Wentian, I can send you to the Star River Association. That Murin will definitely ensure your safety." Qin Chuan's eyes flickered with a sharp glint. Qin Wentian also had some ideas in his heart. This Murin was once the Hall Master of the Star River Association in Sky Harmony City, and now that his proficiency in weaponsmithing had grown even stronger, it was evident that he had quite a high status. If he was willing to help, Qin Wentian might be able to pull the Qin Clan out of this predicament.
Francis, who was standing at the side, had an expression of anxiety on his face. He was now in a dilemma.
"Grandmaster Francis." Qin Wentian stared at Francis, as he stated, "It's impossible for me to forge a Divine Weapon together with you. However, the reason why you want to follow Murin is because you want to raise your proficiency in weaponsmithing. I'm proficient in many Divine Inscriptions, and I can give some to you. You can also explain it to Grandmaster Murin."
Francis's countenance stiffened. It seemed that it was impossible for him to get Qin Wentian's help. However, if Qin Wentian was willing to give him the Divine Inscriptions, that wouldn't be too bad either. At most, Qin Wentian could just go back and admit his mistake before handing over the Divine Inscriptions.
"If that's the case, many thanks to Young Master Wentian." Francis politely replied.
"Please wait a moment." Qin Wentian walked out of the great hall, causing strange expressions to appear on the faces of Qin Chuan and the rest.
"Big Brother, have you taught Wentian how to inscribe Divine Inscriptions before?" Qin He curiously asked.
"Divine Inscriptions are incomparably complicated, even I myself am not proficient in it. How can I teach Wentian?" Qin Chuan shook his head, as he whispered, "Strange, Yao`er, do you know that Wentian has always been close to you?"
"That bastard, there are many things I don't know." Qin Yao's lips twitched. However, she also hoped that Qin Wentian would be able to form a connection with the Star River Association. This way, the Star River Association would be able to protect him from this calamity.
After a period of time, Qin Wentian returned with many sheets of metal, causing the expressions on the faces of Francis and the rest to grow even stranger. However, when Francis received the sheets of metal from Qin Wentian and scrutinized them, his heart involuntarily trembled. These were Divine Inscriptions, extremely exquisite Divine Inscriptions. Not only that, how did Qin Wentian manage to inscribe these Divine Inscriptions onto the metal sheets so perfectly?
"Foundry Astral Soul." Francis's heart trembled as he stared at Qin Wentian.
"Yes, my Astral Soul is a Foundry Astral Soul, condensed from a constellation from the 3rd Heavenly Layer. I will gift these sheets of metal to you. In addition, if Grandmaster Francis is able to bring me a batch of Divine Weapons, I am willing to exchange them with Divine Inscriptions." Qin Wentian's words caused Francis's heart to surge. Qin Wentian's Divine Inscriptions were extremely exquisite. As long as he could comprehend one of them, it would be extremely easy for him to forge a Divine Weapon that was at the peak of the 1st Heavenly Layer.
"Okay, I'll take my leave then." Francis nodded his head heavily. He decided to return and tell Qin Wentian the truth. He believed that with these Divine Inscriptions, Grandmaster Murin wouldn't blame him too much.
Qin Wentian's countenance flickered as he watched Francis depart. He had intentionally revealed his talent in weaponsmithing because he wanted to borrow the support of Francis to let Murin know that he didn't know if Murin's capabilities would be able to save the Qin Clan from this predicament.
"Father, I'll leave first too." Qin Wentian excused himself. He was prepared to comprehend the more profound 2nd Divine Inscriptions.
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