Qin Wentian couldn't help but have a strange expression on his face when he heard her words. Tempering trial?
Inclining his gaze, Qin Wentian contemplated this young lady who was akin to the blazing sun. She, who was born of nobility, exuded an innate sense of pride and nobility, as though she was an unreachable princess. Her fair skin and beautiful countenance all served to accentuate her nobility.
Such an aura was somewhat similar to that of Ouyang Kuangsheng. Yang Fan was the same as well.
The young lady was around eighteen or nineteen years of age, with a cultivation base at the fifth level of Yuanfu. She exuded a sense of youthfulness, yet the arrogance in her eyes caused others to feel a sense of distance.
Even her mount, the crimson steed, had a pair of extraordinary wings. Evidently, her status in the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan wasn't something the others around him could compare to.
However, what was a tempering trial? Was it to temper the combat prowess of this young lady, to help her train? Earlier, when the young man was injured, he still had a fawning smile on his face. From this, one could see how common this was in the transcendent powers.
Maybe there were some who felt that there was no dignity at all, and might as well not join the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan. However, there were also many who risked their lives, wanting to join the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan. As for the young man and woman beside him, just because they were bestowed the surname Ouyang, they could look down on the Royal Clan of Qiyun. Didn't the princes of Qiyun also yearn to join the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan?
This caused Qin Wentian to involuntarily recall the geniuses of Chu. How glorious was Luo Qianqiu simply because he was a member of the Nine Mystical Palace? And for demon-level characters like Chu Tianjiao and Sikong Mingyue, which of them didn't want to be part of the Nine Mystical Palace? But the moment they entered the Nine Mystical Palace, their statuses would no longer be the same as they were back in Chu.
This was how the path of cultivation was.
"Swish …" Abruptly, a crimson long whip lashed out. Qin Wentian's eyes narrowed, only to see the long whip lashing out beside him. Fan Le's silhouette flickered as he dodged it.
Peng …
The long whip landed on the ground. The young lady cast a glance at Fan Le, who had already retreated to the side. She then coldly stated, "If you dare to look at me again in the future, be careful of your eyes. Tomorrow, bring them here to wait for me."
After speaking, she lashed out with her whip, causing the steed she was sitting on to soar into the skies, galloping away. Fan Le's eyes narrowed. Although this maiden was extremely beautiful, he had already restrained himself. If it was in the past when he saw such a beauty, he wouldn't have bothered to conceal his gaze. However, he knew that this place was no ordinary place. He had only casually glanced at her face, as well as the scenery below her neck, yet he had almost been whipped.
"What a bad temper." Fan Le murmured. The others beside him furrowed their brows. Usually, when they met young masters and misses of the direct line of descent, they would lower their heads when speaking, not daring to look at each other. How would they dare to be as rude as Fan Le?
"Shut up."
The female beside him berated. She frowned, "This place is the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan, no matter who you are, you better watch your words. You were brought here by us, if anything were to happen to you, all of us would be implicated."
"If you don't like it, I can leave by myself." Fan Le turned and stared at the female as he coldly stated.
"You …" The female stared at Fan Le. Both of them stared at each other, while the young man frowned as a look of unhappiness flashed in his eyes.
"You guys better talk to them about the rules." The Heavenly Dipper Sovereign swept a glance at them before flicking his sleeves and departing the area.
"Since you're already here, there's no need for you to say such words again." The young man indifferently stated as he lifted his foot, "All of you, follow me."
Qin Wentian patted Fan Le on his shoulders, indicating that there was no need for him to be angry. Fan Le shrugged and didn't say anything more.
"Miss Ting is a direct descendant of the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan, and her status is extremely high. As for her exact identity, it's not something you guys can know. Miss Ting is diligent in her cultivation, and loves to spar with others. To you guys, this is a good opportunity. As long as you are valued by Miss Ting, you will have a chance to be bestowed the surname 'Ouyang', enjoying the same status as me."
The young man calmly continued, "However, there's one thing you guys have to remember. When Miss Ting sparred with you guys, you have to give it your all. If you can force Miss Ting to use her full strength, she would naturally be satisfied. But remember, you are not allowed to injure her in the slightest. As for the ending of the battle, you guys better think about it carefully."
The hint of this young man was extremely clear. Even if they could win, it would be best if they were defeated.
"Such a good opportunity, why don't you give it to them?" Fan Le stared at Ye Mo and Thirteen as he indifferently asked.
"I only gave you guys this opportunity because I heard that your combat prowess is extremely high. Don't be so ungrateful, and now that Miss Ting has already chosen the two of you, how can you go back on your words?" The young man coldly replied as he brought them to a residential area.
The courtyards here were densely packed, and there were many people here. It couldn't be compared to the grand halls and pavilions in their vision.
Not only that, there were many people here, and all of them were young men.
"In this region, strength speaks loudest. The three of you, go and find your own residences." The young man spoke to Qin Wentian and the others, before turning to the 3rd Prince and the others, "Follow me."
After which, the young man departed, leaving Qin Wentian and the others behind.
"Where are we going?" Fan Le unhappily asked.
"Let's go for a walk." Qin Wentian carried Little Rascal in his arms as the three of them headed towards the outer region. However, not long after, Qin Wentian and Fan Le exchanged glances as they halted their steps and turned back.
There was actually someone spying on them in the shadows.
Qin Wentian's perception swept out, and he discovered that the courtyards here were already occupied. It was basically overcrowded. It seemed like the other party had an ulterior motive for placing them here.
"Newcomers?" A round-faced young man passed by, and upon seeing Qin Wentian and the others hesitating, he involuntarily halted his steps and asked.
"Mhm, can I ask you some questions?" Qin Wentian nodded his head.
"Sure." The young man walked to the grass patch and sat down, smiling as he stared at Qin Wentian and the others. "In the future, we might be competitors."
"What do you mean?" Fan Le asked.
"Don't you guys know the rules? There are countless people who wish to enter the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan, and not everyone has the chance to do so just by coming here. For those who come here, they would be separated into groups, and after a period of time, a batch of people would be eliminated. It's extremely cruel, and only those who pass the tests would be able to be bestowed the surname 'Ouyang'." The round-faced young man explained.
"Just for the sake of being bestowed the surname 'Ouyang', I'm willing to forsake my own surname?" Chu Mang asked.
"Bestowing the surname 'Ouyang' doesn't mean that you have to forsake your original surname. It's just a symbol of your status, signifying that you have stepped into the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan. From now on, you would be able to see better cultivation arts, innate techniques, secret arts, cultivation experiences, and even guidance from experts. In fact, if you are valued by others, you might even be able to enter the tutelage of an expert and become a core member of the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan.
The round-faced young man laughed as he continued, "Those who come here are all extraordinary geniuses. Don't they all want to strive for the higher realms? The Ouyang Aristocrat Clan already has Heaven's Chosen, although they don't have the bloodline of the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan, they have already completely assimilated into the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan. Naturally, if you really can't do it, you can only silently leave.
"The Ouyang Aristocrat Clan doesn't force people to stay, and I can leave whenever I want?" Qin Wentian asked.
"Naturally, for those who come here, who wouldn't want to have a bright future? Why would the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan want to force you? Before you become a core member of the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan, nobody would care whether you stay or leave. " The round-faced young man laughed, his words causing Qin Wentian to furrow his brows. Upon seeing this scene, the round-faced young man curiously asked, "Could it be that you guys forced me to come here? How interesting."
"Do you know of Miss Ting?" Qin Wentian asked again, causing the eyes of the round-faced young man to brighten. After which, he glanced to the left and right before replying in a low voice to Qin Wentian, "This maiden has an extremely high status in the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan. She's extremely unruly and willful, and loves to find people to spar with her. Those whom she finds to spar with would all end up in a miserable state. If their strength is too low, they would be humiliated or even heavily injured before leaving. If their strength is too high, you might be able to defeat her, but you wouldn't dare to do so.
"Anger?" Qin Wentian continued asking, only to see the round-faced young man waving his hands. Evidently, he didn't intend to continue the conversation. He continued in a low voice, "Just be careful when you hear this, and don't reveal this to anyone else. Pray for your own good."
The round-faced young man stared at Qin Wentian and the rest with a look of pity in his eyes. His words caused Qin Wentian and Fan Le's eyes to flicker with a cold light. It seemed like the young man who brought them here had done this intentionally.
"Are you acquainted with Ouyang Kuangsheng?" Qin Wentian didn't continue asking about Ouyang Ting.
"How could I possibly be acquainted with him? But naturally, I've heard of him before. Ouyang Kuangsheng is a direct descendant of the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan and is already a Heaven's Chosen. It's only a matter of time before he becomes the next Clan Leader. I've heard that his personality is unrestrained and unrestrained, but sadly, I've been here for half a year and have yet to meet him."
Qin Wentian had a bitter smile on his face. He initially wanted to come to the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan to meet up with his friends, but who would have thought that the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan was as deep as the ocean? Even if he wanted to meet up with them, it would be extremely difficult. However, he was naturally happy to hear that Ouyang Kuangsheng had such a high status in the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan.
"Can you help us find a place to stay?" Qin Wentian laughed.
"Why did you guys offend people the moment you arrived? Why don't you stay in my courtyard for the time being?" The round-faced young man was extremely easy to talk to. Qin Wentian and the other two naturally nodded their heads in agreement.
After which, Qin Wentian and the rest attempted to leave the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan, but just as they were about to step out, they were intercepted by someone.
"Why? You can't even leave?" Fan Le coldly stared at the person in front of him. The round-faced young man had told them before that before one became a core member of the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan, the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan wouldn't restrict anyone from leaving.
"You guys can't leave temporarily." The person who intercepted them coldly replied. Qin Wentian frowned as he asked in a low voice, "Why?"
"I heard that Miss Ting will be looking for you guys for a tempering exercise tomorrow." That person directly replied.
"In that case, when can we have our freedom?" Qin Wentian's voice grew even colder.
"Miss Ting doesn't need to wait until after the tempering exercise." The other party coldly replied. Qin Wentian fell silent for a moment before he turned and departed. A cold light flickered in his eyes, he had truly offended someone for no reason. But the problem was, he didn't even know how he had offended them.
As for the tempering exercise? Let's do it then!
Indeed, on the morning of the second day, the young man and woman who had brought them to the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan yesterday led them to the training grounds. Qin Wentian discovered that other than them, there were actually a few others who had arrived at the training grounds. From afar, in the depths of the castle, a fiery steed appeared. Not only did Ouyang Ting appear, she brought along several members of the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan with her.
These people all exuded an extraordinary aura, indicating that their statuses were extremely lofty. The guards on the training grounds all bowed slightly, while the silhouettes in the air laughed and chatted as they approached. Ouyang Ting indifferently stated, "I've been so bored these past few days, there aren't many with strong combat prowess. I'm afraid that you guys can't watch me make a fool out of myself anymore."
"We don't have the mood to watch you make a fool out of yourself. Recently, Ouyang Kuangsheng's cultivation speed is getting faster and faster. If this continues, I'm afraid we'll all be left in the dust." A young lady beside Ouyang Ting frowned.
"Hmph, he's older than us, what's so great about him?" Ouyang Ting coldly snorted, as though she was unhappy. However, a hint of trepidation could be seen in her beautiful eyes. In the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan, that madman was one of the few people she didn't dare to antagonize.
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