Qin Wentian had always believed that cultivation was a matter of following one's heart. With regards to his next Astral Soul, he didn't have too many thoughts in his heart.
Strength, attack, defense, and speed, he excelled in all of them. His only thought was that his next Astral Soul would allow him to grow even stronger. Hence, he didn't think too much about it and directly took action.
Sleeping on the Vermilion Bird Arena Platform, Qin Wentian closed his eyes and focused on nothing else. First, he opened an Astral Gate, and after which, he used his powerful perception to follow the Astral Light that cascaded down from the heavens, all the way up to the Heavenly Dome.
The Astral Light at night was exceptionally dense. Qin Wentian's perception once again arrived at the Nine Heavenly Layers, rising upwards unceasingly.
After experiencing so much tempering, his perception grew stronger and stronger. Very swiftly, he broke through the 4th Heavenly Layer and arrived at the 5th Heavenly Layer. Only now did he feel an intense pressure.
"I already have three Astral Souls from the 5th Heavenly Layer. This time around, I definitely have to break through." Qin Wentian's will was incomparably resolute. His perception continued to float upwards, and the pressure grew more and more terrifying.
Passing by numerous Astral Souls, there was an intense light cascading down. It seemed that someone was borrowing the power of the Astral Souls to cultivate.
"The peak of the 5th Heavenly Layer." Qin Wentian stared at the Astral Light before him. He let go of everything else and only had a single thought left in his mind – to rush upwards.
This incomparably intense conviction brought Qin Wentian to the 6th Heavenly Layer. The aura contained within the Astral Souls here was even more profound and terrifying, with a faint hint of an ancient aura. Not only that, the number of people who could borrow the power of the Astral Souls here to cultivate was also getting fewer and fewer.
Even for geniuses, they might need to step into the Celestial Phenomenon Realm before they could come to the 6th Heavenly Layer. In other words, those who could borrow the power of the Astral Souls here to cultivate would at least be at the Celestial Phenomenon Realm. Qin Wentian was an exception.
"It's also a Flame Astral Soul, but that Flame Astral Soul seems to be the flames of hell. It's so deep and terrifying that it could easily burn someone to death." Qin Wentian's gaze shifted to a Astral Soul not far away, but he had no intentions of forming a connection with it.
His perception continued to drift upwards. Right now, he could still control his perception.
"That star …" Qin Wentian saw a blade of stars, dark and gloomy, lying between heaven and earth. Even though he was very far away from it, Qin Wentian still felt as if he was about to be cut in half by the blade.
Qin Wentian recalled the scene when Bai Qing used the Nine Slashes of Purgatory. If she could form an innate link with this constellation, the might of the Nine Slashes of Purgatory would be many times more terrifying.
Qin Wentian's heart palpitated slightly, but he ignored it. He endured the trembling of his perception and continued to move forward.
He saw an incomparably evil constellation that resembled a skeleton, containing a terrifying evil energy within. The other constellations in the surroundings seemed to be extremely far away from it, and on top of that constellation, a mountain of skeletons could be seen floating around.
"This Astral Soul must be extremely powerful." A thought flashed in Qin Wentian's heart. However, he didn't have the slightest intention of forming an innate link with it.
His heart wasn't evil. No matter how powerful an Astral Soul was, it was best to discard it.
Although there was an ancient saying that the power of evil could be used for righteous deeds, as long as one was cautious in their heart, Qin Wentian didn't like it. He wouldn't force himself.
Within the boundless Astral River, Qin Wentian encountered many Astral Souls. His perception even reached the boundary of the 6th Heavenly Layer. He wanted to cross the Astral River and rush to the 7th Heavenly Layer, but he failed.
In the Nine Heavenly Layers, every three Heavenly Layers formed a chasm. The colors of the Astral Souls condensed from the first three Heavenly Layers were faint gold in color, the middle three Heavenly Layers were pure gold in color, and the 7th Heavenly Layer was violet-gold in color.
From the 6th Heavenly Layer to the 7th Heavenly Layer, there was no way to cross it.
Qin Wentian's perception was forced back. He rested for a day before attempting to break through again. He did it seven times in a row, but each time he failed, he still couldn't find the Astral Soul he wanted.
This time around, this was the eighth time his perception arrived at the 6th Heavenly Layer. He was still patiently searching.
His perception once again arrived at the peak of the 6th Heavenly Layer. He saw an Astral Soul that stood guard at the peak of the 6th Heavenly Layer. The surroundings were boundless and desolate, with only that single Astral Soul.
This Astral Soul was in the shape of a sword, like an ancient sword piercing down from the heavens. Within the resplendent light it emitted, there was a shade of darkness akin to purgatory. In the surroundings, millions and millions of sword shadows floated there, as though they were summoned by the Astral Soul. In this space, there were no other Astral Souls, only dust and debris.
Without a doubt, this was a Sword-type Astral Soul. It was like a sword that guarded the peak of the 6th Heavenly Layer, the sword of kings.
If one condensed an Astral Soul from it, the other Sword-type Astral Souls would all tremble in fear the instant they saw it.
"I'll choose you then!"
Qin Wentian's will rushed towards the King Sword. Instantly, a terrifying pressure gushed downwards, wanting to tear apart Qin Wentian's will. It was actually rejecting his perception.
"How tyrannical." Qin Wentian's will grew even stronger. His will didn't fear anything as it rushed forwards, gradually descending upon the Sword-type Astral Soul. However, the rejection force was still as terrifying as ever. It was as though it wasn't under anyone's control, and refused to submit.
Ordinary people didn't have the qualifications to wield its sword.
This was the first time Qin Wentian encountered such a situation. How could he give up on his Astral Martial Constellation? He felt as though his Astral Martial Constellation was on the verge of being torn apart. Fearlessly, he rushed towards the Sword-type Constellation.
On the Vermilion Bird arena platform, Qin Wentian's body was trembling uncontrollably. It was as though his body was about to be torn apart.
"What's wrong with your Junior Brother?" Mustang couldn't help but to ask Luo Huan anxiously upon seeing Qin Wentian's condition.
"I don't know, but he should be fine." Although Luo Huan said this, her beautiful eyes were filled with worry.
Qin Zheng's silhouette slowly walked over. He had been standing here like a spectator, but now that he saw the abnormality in Qin Wentian's body, a sharp glint of light flashed in his eyes. "He's condensing an Astral Soul, and encountered an extremely tyrannical one, yet he's unwilling to give up."
"Bzzz!"
Resplendent astral light cascaded downwards, as though numerous terrifying swords were shooting towards Qin Wentian, incomparably tyrannical.
"This …" Qin Zheng was dumbstruck when he saw this scene. What constellation was Qin Wentian trying to condense an Astral Soul? It was so tyrannical that it was so hard to subdue it.
Only to see that Qin Wentian's body was trembling more and more violently. He directly sat up as demonic qi gushed forth from his body. A terrifying will gushed forth from his heart, incomparably intense. The tyrannical will of the Monarch Descent permeated the air, as though it wanted to soar up into the Heavens, clashing head-on with the constellation in the air.
This constellation wanted him to give up. The sword of the King was not something mortals could wield.
But how strong was Qin Wentian's will? How could he surrender in front of an Astral Soul? He wanted to become the sovereign of this constellation.
Qin Wentian opened his eyes as he inclined his head towards the Heavens. A terrifying beam of light shot up to the Nine Heavenly Layers as he stared at the Astral River.
Boundless astral light cascaded downwards, as his body gradually stabilized. The astral light from the swords enveloped his body as a powerful sharpness emanated forth. Gradually, an incomparably resplendent golden Purgatory Sword appeared above Qin Wentian's head. The golden radiance was the color of an Astral Soul, while the Purgatory Sword itself was pitch-black in color.
"This color …" Qin Zheng, Mustang and the rest felt their hearts trembling. They had never seen such a brilliant golden radiance before. This was the first time they saw one.
"An Astral Soul from the 6th Heavenly Layer."
Mustang was speechless in his heart. Qin Wentian had given him too many shocks. This disciple of his wasn't even 21 years of age, yet he was already invincible in Chu.
Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns were considered legends in Chu.
As his Astral Soul gradually condensed, the resplendent ancient sword radiated a tyrannical aura of a king. At this moment, Qin Wentian sat cross-legged, exuding a terrifying aura that no one could profane.
Qin Wentian didn't stop his cultivation. His Astral Soul condensed, and the next step was to open his fourth Yuanfu.
Right now, Qin Wentian's cultivation base was already equivalent to Heavenly Dipper. However, the opening of a Yuanfu was something that happened when he first broke through to Yuanfu. Hence, he needed to allow his fourth Yuanfu to catch up to the other three Yuanfu.
A month later, Qin Wentian stopped his cultivation. When he opened his eyes, there were several people in the surroundings.
"Don't you guys want to cultivate?" Qin Wentian smiled.
"We've already cultivated here for over nine months." Fan Le stated in a depressed tone. "Your cultivation speed is the slowest, and you haven't even broken through to Heavenly Dipper? What's going on?"
Qin Wentian bitterly smiled as he shook his head. The symbol of stepping into Heavenly Dipper from Yuanfu was the birth of an Astral Nova, and the transformation of one's Yuanfu.
To ordinary people, they only had a single Yuanfu. As long as they condensed an Astral Nova, their Yuanfu would transform and they would officially step into Heavenly Dipper.
But Qin Wentian was different. He cultivated the Art of Nine Astral Mansions, and he had four Yuanfu. Most probably, out of his four Yuanfu, he had to condense at least one Astral Nova.
This was the tyranny of the Art of Nine Astral Mansions. He needed to condense all four Yuanfus before he could be considered to have stepped into Heavenly Dipper. However, the disparity between ordinary Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns and ordinary Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns was simply too great. If others only condensed a single Astral Nova, Qin Wentian would be able to suppress them to the point of death just by relying on the advantage of his Astral Nova.
"We've already broken through to Heavenly Dipper, it's about time we think of a way out." Qin Wentian murmured. He wanted to condense his fourth Yuanfu, but first, he had to comprehend the Mandate of Swords. Not only that, in order to step into the second level, he needed to temper himself outside.
"Let me send all of you out."
A voice drifted over, causing the gazes of everyone to turn to the person who spoke. It was none other than Qin Zheng.
Although Qin Zheng was trapped here, he didn't have much interaction with them. Even when they were choosing the nine ultimate arts of Grand Xia, he didn't participate. After all, he wasn't that familiar with Qin Wentian and the rest.
But now, he actually said that he could send all of them out?
Qin Wentian had a look of bewilderment on his face, while Yun Mengyi's eyes brightened.
"When I cultivate in the Unmatched Realm, I'm the same as you, possessing the authority to cultivate in all thirty-six mountains. Also, don't forget, I'm proficient in spatial manipulation. As for who my master is in the Unmatched Realm, I'm sure Yun Mengyi knows about it. My master has given me a life-saving treasure."
As Qin Zheng spoke, he took out an ancient scroll that emanated a powerful spatial energy.
"As long as you activate the spatial energy within this ancient scroll, it will be able to teleport all of us ten thousand miles away. This is my life-saving treasure, and just nice, I can use it to send all of you out. However, there's one thing I have to make clear first. This is a random teleportation. In other words, all of us will be teleported to different locations."
"Since you have such a treasure, why didn't you leave earlier?" Qin Wentian stared at Qin Zheng in bewilderment.
"The majority of us here are cultivators from the Unmatched Realm. Although the Unmatched Realm doesn't interfere in the disputes of the outside world, Master and the other elders wouldn't wish for us to die outside." Qin Zheng calmly replied. He, Qin Wentian, Yun Mengyi, Chu Mang, Fan Le and Ouyang Kuangsheng were all cultivators from the Unmatched Realm.
"Fine, let's leave then." Qin Wentian stared at the crowd as he continued, "After we exit, all of us will leave Ginkou immediately. There's no need to gather together again, it would attract unwanted attention. Ouyang, Qing`er, you guys return to your respective powers, no one will dare to touch you. Chu Mang, Fan Le, you guys can return to the Unmatched Realm in the Azure Continent. Bailu Yi and Bailu Jing, you guys can return to the White Deer Institute. As for Master and Sister Luo Huan …"
Yun Mengyi and Mu Feng naturally didn't need him to worry about them. Only Mustang and Luo Huan were left.
"I won't be leaving, it's not bad to cultivate here." Mustang smiled. "Wentian, when you're strong enough, remember to pay a visit to the Nine Mystical Palace."
"In that case, I'll stay here to accompany Master." Luo Huan giggled. "We'll wait for you to bring us out."
Qin Wentian's countenance faltered, as a sense of melancholy appeared in his heart. After which, he nodded his head lightly, glancing at Little Rascal in Luo Huan's embrace. Little Rascal let out a squeaking sound as it leaped into the air, turning its head back to look at Qin Wentian.
"You're not leaving as well?" Qin Wentian asked Little Rascal.
"Yiya." Little Rascal nodded its head.
"Fine, you stay here to accompany Master and Sister Luo Huan. I'll definitely come back to fetch you guys." Qin Wentian nodded. After which, he left behind some extra Yuan Meteor Stones as well as some cultivation arts and innate techniques for his master and Senior Sister, telling them to focus on their cultivation.
"Wentian gege, I don't want to be separated from you." Bai Qing held onto Qin Wentian's hand as she stared at him.
"You're so weak, wouldn't you be a burden if you stayed by my side?" Qin Wentian laughed, his words causing Bai Qing to stick out her tongue. She knew that Qin Wentian was intentionally angering her.
"Fine, I'll go back and focus on my cultivation. After I control the Mystic Moon Sect, I'll come back to help you." Bai Qing smiled. Her expression was extremely adorable, as though she was joking. However, if one thought about the devil arts she cultivated, one would know that beneath that adorable smile of hers, there was an extremely strong determination and determination!
"Mhm." Qin Wentian nodded his head as he turned his gaze onto the others. He drew in a deep breath, feeling somewhat reluctant. However, he had to roam Grand Xia alone!
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