Not only did Qin Wentian have a cold glint in his eyes, even Fan Le, who was standing beside him, was instantly engulfed in the flames of hatred. His entire person seemed to explode as the terrifying flames on his body ignited.
Fan Le had personally witnessed Leng Ning's death. He would never forget the scene of her being forced to her death by the Leng Clan and Yan Tie.
"Boss, you told me before that this Leng Mao was the one who gave the order, right?" Fan Le turned his gaze onto Qin Wentian. Qin Wentian nodded his head.
"I want him to die. I can't accept this. Leng Jian, Leng Lin, they all deserve to die." Fan Le's eyes were bloodshot. This was the first time Qin Wentian saw such a crazed expression on his face.
"I heard that the Leng Clan has already punished Leng Jian and Leng Lin." Bailu Yi continued, "The Leng Clan should know that Leng Mao was the one who gave the order, hence they sent him here to apologize."
"Apologize?" Fan Le coldly laughed. "Back then, not only did he force Leng Ning to her death, he even wanted to kill you, me, and Chu Mang. At that time, you weren't in the Leng Clan, hence you were able to escape. Leng Ning sent me out of the Leng Clan in advance, saving her life."
"That's not enough. The Leng Clan knows that you are a third-ranked Divine Inscriptionist, they have no intentions of letting you off. It was Leng Ning who lied to the Leng Clan before she died, telling them that you and Bailu Yi were in love with each other. This was the reason why the Leng Clan didn't dare to act against you. After which, Leng Ning committed suicide."
Fan Le's voice was hoarse as he roared in a low voice, "Now, is there any use in apologizing? What does all of this count for? What does Leng Ning's death count for? "
"Hu …" Qin Wentian drew in a deep breath. Hearing Fan Le narrate the details of Leng Ning's death, he couldn't help but think of that pitiful young girl. She shouldn't have died like this. Maybe he didn't have the qualifications to care about the Leng Clan, but he was acquainted with Leng Ning. Someone had to be responsible for her death.
Definitely. Not only that, he, Chu Mang and Fan Le had no grudges with the Leng Clan. Leng Mao had wanted to kill them just to please Yan Tie.
"How strong is Leng Mao?" Qin Wentian asked.
"Leng Mao is an elder of the Leng Clan, and has just broken through to Heavenly Dipper. The Leng Clan doesn't want you to bear a grudge against them, hence they chose to deal with Leng Jian and Leng Lin, who aren't that important to the Leng Clan. But to deal with a Heavenly Dipper Elder, they couldn't bear to do so. Hence, they only came here to apologize," Bailu Yi explained.
"Yes." Qin Wentian nodded.
"I'll wait for him here. Ask the people of the Leng Clan to come with me." Qin Wentian spoke to Bailu Yi. Bailu Yi inclined her head to look at him before nodding her head and turning away.
Not long after, Leng Mao and a few others from the Leng Clan arrived. Glancing at Qin Wentian from afar, Leng Mao smiled as he stated, "Grandmaster Qin, you're so young yet you're already a fourth-ranked Grandmaster. Your future prospects are limitless."
"Sit." Qin Wentian stretched out his hand, pointing to a patch of grass in front of him as he spoke to Leng Mao.
Leng Mao walked to a spot not far from Qin Wentian. Shaking his head, he stated, "Today, I, Leng Mao, have come here to apologize, I won't be sitting. The matter with Leng Ning in the past is something that my Leng Clan is ashamed of. Now, I've already dealt with the main culprits, Leng Jian and Leng Lin."
"If that's the case, I have to thank Senior!" Qin Wentian laughed.
As though sensing the sarcasm in Qin Wentian's words, Leng Mao bitterly smiled, "I was forced to do so, I hope Grandmaster Qin won't hold it against me. Today, I'm here with sincerity. This interspatial ring contains a small token of my Leng Clan's sincerity."
Qin Wentian didn't accept the ring, he merely snorted coldly. Leng Mao continued, "If Grandmaster Qin is still dissatisfied, feel free to let me know if you have any requests. In my Leng Clan, other than Leng Ning, there are still a few other beauties that are more outstanding than her. If Grandmaster Qin is interested, you can choose one of them to be your concubine."
This again. This Leng Mao had completely treated the women of his clan as sacrificial pawns. As long as they were in line with his interests, they could be sacrificed.
After all, in the Martialist Continent, the status of women in major clans was lower than that of men. The more talented the men were, the more they would be able to bring glory to the clan, while the women would often be married off to other clans. The exception was if there were some extremely outstanding women, the clan would choose a son-in-law for them to marry into their clan.
In major clans, many women were sacrificed for marriage alliances. Qin Wentian was already a fourth-ranked Grandmaster at such a young age. If he could improve his relationship with Leng Mao, it would definitely be worth it.
"I do have a request, but I'm not sure if Senior would agree." Qin Wentian laughed. Leng Mao laughed, "Grandmaster Qin, feel free to speak."
"I want you to die." As the sound of Qin Wentian's voice faded, he abruptly stood up. Abruptly, the entire ground lit up as the terrifying glow of Divine Inscriptions enveloped the entire area. A surge of Sword Qi swept through the air. Qin Wentian had already repaired the Sword Cyclone Tempest, and as he soared into the air, boundless Sword Qi enveloped him.
The faces of those behind Leng Mao turned ashen, while Leng Mao coldly stared at Qin Wentian. "As expected of a fourth-ranked Grandmaster, your Divine Inscriptions are indeed powerful. However, if the White Deer Institute wants to kill me, it wouldn't be too appropriate."
Although Divine Inscriptions of this level could cause him some trouble, as long as the people from the White Deer Institute didn't act, they wouldn't be able to threaten his life.
Qin Wentian waved his palms, and in an instant, two fourth-ranked Puppets and five peak-level third-ranked Puppets appeared in the air, hovering above Leng Mao. Their cold gazes caused the scalps of those who saw them to go numb.
"This matter has nothing to do with the White Deer Institute. The people you brought here will naturally report back." The killing intent in Qin Wentian's voice intensified. "You are the one who gave the order, how can you still be alive? Kill!"
As the sound of Qin Wentian's voice faded, the Puppets all lunged forward. These Puppets were his spoils of war, and he had already refined them, allowing them to carry out his will.
With a wave of his hand, a terrifying gigantic sword slashed out, while the Sword Cyclone Tempest also swept towards Leng Mao.
Leng Mao paled. Never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined that even without the help of the White Deer Institute, Qin Wentian would still have such terrifying strength. There were two fourth-ranked Puppets among the Puppets, and they were more than enough to trap him here.
"Grandmaster Qin, we can discuss this further." Leng Mao's Astral Nova whistled out, colliding with the Sword Puppet. Leng Mao was completely suppressed, he could only condense a single Astral Nova.
The terrifying finger light from the golden-armored Puppet shot towards him, lacerating everything in its path. The other peak-tier third-ranked Puppets also took this opportunity to launch their own attacks, and in addition to the Sword Cyclone Tempest, Leng Mao had no time to deal with them.
"Leng Mao, maybe you didn't care about Leng Ning's death back then, and that's why that order wasn't even worth mentioning to you. However, there's someone who cares. Hence, you shall be buried together with Leng Ning." Fan Le, who was outside the formation, roared in rage. Leng Mao, who had collided with the golden-armored Puppet, had no way to defend against the Sword Cyclone Tempest, and his body was directly pierced through.
"SPARE ME!" Leng Mao screamed. However, the golden-armored Puppet's fist slammed into his chest, and the terrifying force of the impact caused Leng Mao's body to be on the verge of breaking apart. A burst of sword Qi whistled past, instantly tearing Leng Mao's body apart.
Below, the members of the Leng Clan watched on with trepidation, their hearts pounding. Elder Leng Mao had died.
This young, fourth-ranked Grandmaster was truly terrifying. With just a thought, he could kill them all.
However, at this moment, the tempest gradually subsided. The golden-armored Puppets hovering in the air caused their hearts to tremble.
Qin Wentian slowly walked over, and with a wave of his hand, a list of names appeared in his hands.
"Leng Ning was someone from the Leng Clan. Maybe some of you know her. She was ruthlessly forced to her death by Leng Mao's order, and I don't wish for the innocent to die because of this. Since the Leng Clan didn't want to punish the main culprit, Leng Mao, I killed him myself. Other than Leng Jian and Leng Lin, there are a few others who participated in this matter.
Qin Wentian coldly stated, "You guys can go back and report."
The members of the Leng Clan felt as though they had been pardoned from a great crime.
Watching them depart, Qin Wentian inclined his head and gazed at the drifting clouds in the sky as he murmured, "Leng Ning, I believe that the kind-hearted you wouldn't wish for the innocent to die. For every grievance, there must be a perpetrator, and for every debt, there must be a debtor. Those who caused your death will definitely pay with their lives. If the Leng Clan continues to act this way, it would only be a matter of time before they die."
Fan Le also gazed at the skies, hoping that Leng Ning would be able to rest in peace.
"Let's go and meet with the people from the Star River Association first." Qin Wentian spoke to Bailu Yi. He had no idea how deep the foundations of this mysterious and powerful power were, but he wanted to see what the Star River Association wanted to do.
"Okay." Bailu Yi nodded as she led Qin Wentian away. They came to a courtyard in the academy, where the people from the Star River Association were arranged to rest.
"Junior is late, please forgive me." Qin Wentian saw that there were many people in the courtyard, and his gaze soon landed on a middle-aged man sitting on a stone chair. This middle-aged man had a calm demeanor, and when he saw Qin Wentian, a sharp glint of sharpness flashed in his eyes. But very quickly, it dissipated into nothingness as he smiled at Qin Wentian, "Grandmaster Qin is too polite. You are indeed as young as the rumors say, a genius, an absolute genius."
"Senior praises me too much." Qin Wentian smiled as he sat down on a stone chair. "Senior, why have you come to look for me?"
"Since Grandmaster Qin has asked, I will speak frankly." The middle-aged man smiled. "I'm the Weaponsmith Hall Master of the Moon Continent's Star River Association. I heard of Grandmaster Qin's talent in Divine Inscriptions, and wish to invite you to join our Weaponsmith Hall. I can directly appoint you as the vice-leader of our Weaponsmith Hall. How about it?"
When Qin Wentian heard this, he understood that the Star River Association in the various regions were all very similar. The Star River Association here also had a weaponsmithing hall. Most probably, this vice hall master had only given him this position because of his potential.
"Senior, I, Qin, am afraid to accept your invitation. It's just that this junior has no interest in weaponsmithing. Hence, I can only apologize." Qin Wentian smiled. The Star River Association was a mysterious place, and the hierarchy was extremely strict. He naturally didn't want to be tied down by the Star River Association.
However, with regards to such a powerful existence, if he didn't even meet with them, it would be too disrespectful. Hence, he could only tactfully reject.
"Grandmaster Qin, are you not going to consider it? The position of vice-leader of the Weaponsmith Hall is a position that many fourth-ranked Divine Inscriptionists yearn for. Grandmaster Qin has just stepped into the fourth-ranked Divine Inscriptionist realm, yet the Star River Association is already giving you such a position." An old man at the side, who seemed to be an Inscriptionist proficient in weaponsmithing, persuaded Qin Wentian.
"I, Qin, can't force myself to do something I'm not interested in. I can only thank you for your kind intentions." Qin Wentian continued to reject.
The middle-aged man could only smile when he saw that Qin Wentian had no intentions of considering. "In that case, is Grandmaster Qin willing to become a guest elder of our Star River Association? In the future, we can always keep in touch, and you can also enjoy certain benefits."
"Guest elder again!" Qin Wentian involuntarily thought back to the time when Murin had lied to him. The position of guest elder had no meaning to him, and he didn't want to have any entanglements with the Star River Association. Hence, he could only reject again, "This junior is used to living a carefree life. I won't take up the position of a guest elder of the Star River Association."
Qin Wentian rejected again. How could these people from the Star River Association not understand Qin Wentian's meaning? They could only reply, "Since this is the case, we will take our leave."
"Seniors, please take care." Qin Wentian clasped his hands as he saw the other party standing up, a faint smile on his face!
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