The Chu Country, after experiencing the baptism of the storm, returned to its former tranquility.
The Royal Capital of the Chu Country was now the busiest and most flourishing place, the Emperor Star Academy. The reorganized Emperor Star Academy constantly absorbed new blood, and after the elders returned to the academy, they swore that they would create an even more glorious era for the Emperor Star Academy, nurturing even more experts. So strong that no storm would be able to affect them.
The matter regarding the Mo Clan wasn't noticed by many. The people in the Royal Capital only knew that Mo Qingcheng had been taken in as a disciple by an external transcendent power. This caused many to feel pity in their hearts. The number one beauty of the Chu Country had to leave just like that. Based on Mo Qingcheng's beauty and talent, she was destined to never belong to the Chu Country again.
Qin Wentian was still the topic of conversation in the Royal Capital. In less than two years, he had become a legend in the Chu Country. He was worshipped by countless youths, and was viewed as an idol. Every time Qin Wentian appeared in the Emperor Star Academy, it would cause a huge commotion.
In the chaos this time around, Qin Wentian's name became more and more legendary. It was as though he was the one who single-handedly pushed the changes of the Chu Country.
However, the people in the Royal Capital gradually discovered that the stories about Qin Wentian were getting fewer and fewer. It was as though he was gradually fading out of the Royal Capital. In fact, there were already very few people who had seen him in the Royal Capital.
Many people were even guessing that Qin Wentian had already left the Royal Capital.
Based on his talent, the Chu Country wasn't a place where he could stay for long. Sooner or later, he would have to roam the world outside.
In the bamboo hut, on the other side of the river, there was a floating space about the size of a training ground. At this moment, a young man with disheveled hair could be seen there, wielding an ancient halberd in his hands. He pierced out again and again, as though there was no end to his attacks. Every time the ancient halberd pierced out, a whistling wind would be generated, as though a gigantic force was lashing out against the air.
After thousands of times, the young man would sit down cross-legged and close his eyes in contemplation, entering a state of absolute silence.
Day after day, month after month, cultivation seemed to have no end.
On the mountain peak behind him, a lithe and graceful silhouette flickered as she descended, arriving at the waist of the mountain. However, she merely stood at a distance and watched quietly. Not far away, the ancient halberd of the young man abruptly pierced out, slamming into a gigantic boulder beside him.
"Puchi!" A light sound rang out from the gigantic boulder. After which, terrifying rumbling sounds could be heard as the rocks on the mountain peak behind the gigantic boulder began to violently explode.
The young man pointed his ancient halberd downwards as a satisfied smile appeared on his face. He turned around and walked towards the graceful figure.
"Bang!" A thunderous sound rang out from behind the young man. The gigantic boulder directly disintegrated into dust, leaving nothing behind. This caused the beautiful eyes of the young woman who saw this scene to shine brightly.
"What Divine Ability is this?" An Liuyan's figure flashed to arrive before Qin Wentian, and she asked with a smile.
Now, Qin Wentian's eyes were deep, and he gradually got rid of the childishness. He looked more like an adult, which made people feel very comfortable when they looked at him.
"Great Dream Halberd Art." Qin Wentian smiled. This halberd art was the third stance he created based on his previous two stances, the Void Shattering Stance. The attack power of this stance was several times stronger compared to the previous two stances, Mountain Splitter and Fallen Star. Not only that, Qin Wentian could already unleash the full power of the Great Dream Halberd Art without relying on the ancient halberd.
"Such a powerful innate technique, why haven't I heard of it before?" An Liuyan smiled.
"The Great Dream Halberd Art was something I comprehended during a period of boredom. It's normal that you haven't heard of it." Qin Wentian humbly replied, causing An Liuyan's beautiful eyes to brighten. "You are indeed a rare demon-level talent."
"The Yuan Meteor Stones and cultivation materials you wanted, I've brought them to you." An Liuyan rubbed the interspatial ring on her finger as several Yuan Meteor Stones appeared on the ground, each of them filled with dense Astral Energy.
"It's my honor to have Beauty An make a trip here personally." Qin Wentian smiled as he kept the Yuan Meteor Stones. The consumption of resources for cultivation was extremely high, and if he wanted to increase his cultivation speed, he would need to borrow the energy from the Yuan Meteor Stones. Not only that, the further he progressed, the greater the amount of resources he would need. The path of cultivation was extremely difficult. No wonder even the vast Chu Country was unable to produce any Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns. Not to mention talent and comprehension, even the amount of resources required was insufficient.
"It's not easy for Francis to escape every time. Not only that, can't I come here to see you?" An Liuyan's smile was filled with hints of ambiguity. Staring at the beauty in front of him, Qin Wentian shrugged his shoulders and laughed, "Of course it's a pity. It's just that Beauty An treats me so well, I have no way to repay you."
"Forget it, the value of your Divine Imprints far exceeds what the Divine Weapon Pavilion gave you." An Liuyan smiled lightly. "Oh yeah, Chu Wuwei investigated those assassins who were with Chu Tianjiao that day. Although they didn't pose any threat to you, they were still a force to be reckoned with. Chu Wuwei was the one who contacted Murin, and now, Murin has already been expelled from the Star River Association. Chu Wuwei has imprisoned him in the Black Stronghold."
"Mhm." Qin Wentian nodded his head, feeling somewhat bewildered. Too many things had happened, and he had almost forgotten to find trouble with Murin. Yet, Murin was still keeping an eye on him.
"Okay, I'm leaving. If there's a chance, I'll come and visit you again." An Liuyan bade farewell.
"See you next time." Qin Wentian smiled as he nodded his head, sending An Liuyan off with his gaze. After which, he returned to the edge of the cliff, breathing in the fresh air of nature. Clutching the Yuan Meteor Stone in his hands, he immersed himself in the wondrous scenery created by the tiny Astral-Being.
During these days, he had unlocked the memories of many of the astral fragments. Although the scenes were fragmented, Qin Wentian could still feel the life experiences of the 'middle-aged man'. If that middle-aged man was really his old fogey father, then every time he saw it, it would be the experiences of his old fogey's life.
Cultivation was an extremely dry and uninteresting matter. However, there were people who had an intense thirst for power. Every bit of progress they made would give birth to a strong sense of motivation. Cultivation was something that made people excited.
Qin Wentian was one such person. He could feel himself improving day by day, and the thirst in his heart was too strong.
Hua Xiaoyun hadn't died yet, the Nine Mystical Palace was still unable to contend against him, Qingcheng would soon become an important character in the Pill Emperor Hall, and the countless heroes of the Grand Xia Empire. All of these pushed him forward, causing the blood in his heart to burn eternally.
Time flowed by bit by bit, and in the blink of an eye, it was winter again.
In the airspace of Chu, snowflakes drifted down. After a few days of heavy snowfall, the entire Chu Country was covered in a layer of snow-white armor.
The snowy peak where Qin Wentian was at was already covered in snow, and the scene was filled with a dream-like beauty.
On the peak of the mountain, the silhouette of a young man stood there, gazing at the Chu Country in the distance. Beside him, a pure-white snowy puppy, as though it had fused as one with the earth, had its head held high in the air. Similar to Qin Wentian, it was also gazing into the distance.
Behind Qin Wentian, a maiden of absolute beauty stood there, as though she was someone from a painting. Qing 'er gazed at the snowy scenery before her. Stretching out her dainty hands, she allowed the snowflakes to land on her palms. The scenery in front of her was so beautiful.
If there were others here, they would discover that this scene was even more beautiful than the scenery before them. Maybe, this scene itself was already a beautiful scene.
Qin Wentian turned his head, only to see Qing 'er tilting her head upwards, as she stretched out her hands to catch the falling snowflakes. He couldn't help but be in a daze. This mysterious maiden was akin to a celestial maiden.
"Is it beautiful?" Qin Wentian asked in a low voice.
Qin Wentian retracted his hands, as he stared at Qin Wentian. His eyelashes flickered, but he didn't say anything. This caused Qin Wentian to feel extremely helpless. She was truly a cold beauty, cherishing her words like gold. Even if he wanted to converse with her, it would be extremely difficult.
"Shall we descend the mountain for a walk?" Qin Wentian asked again.
Qing 'er's beautiful eyes stared at him, it was still unknown what she was thinking about. Just when Qin Wentian thought that she would remain silent, Qing' er lightly nodded her head, "Okay."
"Isn't this good?" Qin Wentian laughed. After which, he carried Little Rascal in his arms and soared into the skies.
The Royal Capital was covered in a blanket of white snow. Qin Wentian leisurely walked through the snow, leaving behind footprints on the ground. As he passed by a small inn, Qin Wentian halted his steps, only to see three silhouettes appearing there. These three silhouettes were none other than Chu Wuwei, Immortal Drunken Wine and Chu Mang.
Chu Wuwei, as the Emperor of Chu, was actually so carefree and leisurely. He even liked to drink with his good friend Immortal Drunken Wine occasionally. This point caused Qin Wentian to feel even more confident in his choice. Chu Wuwei, who was unable to cultivate, might really become a brilliant ruler, bringing the martial path of Chu to a whole new level.
"Wentian, do you want to come over for a drink or two?" Chu Wuwei couldn't help but smile when he saw Qin Wentian.
"It's fine, I wish to roam around." Qin Wentian smiled.
"Sure, remember to bring this piece of wood with you when you leave." Chu Wuwei laughed, he didn't continue persuading Qin Wentian to stay behind.
"Mhm, I will look for you." Qin Wentian smiled as he nodded his head. Chu Wuwei was willing to entrust Chu Mang to him, it was also because of his trust in him. His magnanimity far surpassed that of ordinary people.
Seeing Qin Wentian departing, followed by a peerless beauty, Chu Wuwei and Immortal Drunken Wine exchanged glances as a smile appeared on their faces. This fellow was truly extraordinary.
Qin Wentian walked aimlessly. Occasionally, there would be people who would stop and glance at him, but Qin Wentian would only smile in response. At this moment, two more people hurriedly walked past him.
"Liu Yan, hurry up and leave." A young man couldn't help but be startled when he saw his girlfriend standing there in a daze.
Qin Wentian noticed that Liu Yan had also stopped. She seemed to have changed quite a bit. She seemed more haggard than before, and no longer had the youthful vigor she once had.
Glancing at Liu Yan's boyfriend, he realized that it wasn't Ye Zhan. Most probably, after the fall of the Ye Clan, they had already broken up.
Smiling and nodding his head to Liu Yan, Qin Wentian continued walking forward, while Liu Yan stood there in a daze. Her eyes were slightly red as she stared at the fluttering snowflakes in the air. For some unknown reason, she felt a tinge of sadness in her heart.
Unknowingly, Qin Wentian arrived in front of an ancient tree. Upon seeing this ancient tree, Qin Wentian smiled as he walked over and sat down on the snowy ground, with his back leaning against the tree.
Little Rascal squatted by Qin Wentian's side as it inclined its head to look at him. Its intelligent eyes flickered with a different kind of light.
"Am I very dumb?" Qin Wentian suddenly asked.
Little Rascal nodded its head, as a smile could be seen in its intelligent eyes.
Qin Wentian also smiled warmly when he saw the expression on Little Rascal's face. Back then, when the young girl sat under the tree with him and called him an idiot, he had asked Little Rascal this question.
Leaning against the ancient tree, Qin Wentian stared ahead. It was as though he could see the beautiful young girl clad in white, smiling sweetly at him.
His memories were like a painting, just like yesterday. Where was she?!
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