Zong Qian was also dumbfounded by this scene. He stood there in a daze, and before he could even react, Qin Wentian had already left.
"How powerful!"
Zong Qian was deeply shocked. Not only him, the other members of the younger generation of the Zong Clan were all shocked to the extreme.
Too powerful. From the start to the end, Qin Wentian's sword hadn't even been unsheathed. He merely stepped out in the air, causing the clothes of Zong Hong and the others to be torn apart as fresh blood flowed out. They stood there stiffly, not even having the strength to resist. As long as Qin Wentian willed it, he would be able to slay them. As long as Qin Wentian took another step forward, or if his sword were to be drawn out by an inch, they would all be dead.
This battle simply wasn't on the same level.
Qin Wentian's sword was too terrifying. Did he really only spend three months comprehending the Way of the Sword?
Zong Qian finally understood why the Zong Clan Lord regarded Qin Wentian with such importance, directly appointing him as the Sword Son.
"Hu …"
Drawing in a deep breath, Zong Qian turned his gaze onto Zong Hong as he emotionlessly stated, "Now, you should understand why Brother Qin refused to accept my challenge. It's not that he's afraid, it's just that we aren't on the same level."
As the sound of his voice faded, Zong Qian stepped out, departing the area.
At this moment, a bitter smile could be seen on his face. When he thought back to the time when Li Nian provoked Qin Wentian, he couldn't help but feel a sense of ridicule in his heart.
In fact, he was thinking that if Qin Wentian had fought against the Heavenly Dipper Sovereign of the Li Clan when Li Ran arrived, what would the result be?
Qin Wentian should have already comprehended the second level of insight in the Mandate of Swords. If not, it would be impossible for him to display such overwhelming might. However, Qin Wentian's cultivation base seemed to still be at the Yuanfu Realm.
"Yuan Meteor Stones." Abruptly, Zong Qian recalled the scene when Qin Wentian went to the Zong Clan Lord to ask for Yuan Meteor Stones. The Zong Clan Lord's eyes lit up when he said the words' not enough '. Could it be …
As he thought of this, Zong Qian's heart pounded violently. Seems like it was time to condense an Astral Nova!
In the Zong Clan, the voices of discussion regarding Qin Wentian didn't diminish. Everyone was discussing that battle, but it couldn't even be considered a battle. It was purely because Qin Wentian had taught Zong Hong and the others a lesson, telling them what a Sword Son was.
Qin Wentian had said that they weren't worthy to cultivate the sword. Under such circumstances, it was indeed a heavy blow to their dao hearts, causing Zong Hong and the others to be dispirited. However, if this was the case, they wouldn't be worthy of being the Sword Son Candidate of the Zong Clan. If they could break through this knot in their hearts, they would definitely have more accomplishments in the Sword Dao.
Some people had already started to compare Qin Wentian to Sword Son Zong Peng, who was at the Heaven Dipper Realm. They were guessing what would happen if Qin Wentian and Zong Peng were to fight?
Zong Peng's strength was extremely powerful. In the younger generation of the Zong Clan, there weren't many Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns, and Zong Peng was one of them. Not only that, his sword techniques were extremely powerful. He had once said that after the battle at the sword range, he would strip Qin Wentian of his title as the Sword Son.
Now that Qin Wentian had revealed his strength, no one knew what the ending would be if the two of them fought.
For those who had witnessed the battle where Qin Wentian suppressed Zong Hong, they all felt that Qin Wentian's title as the Sword Son wasn't just in name.
However, there were also those who hadn't witnessed that battle who supported Zong Peng, hoping that Zong Peng would be able to snatch the title of Sword Son back from an outsider. The title of Sword Son should be inherited by someone from their Zong Clan.
In the courtyard Zong Peng was in, Zong Hong stood before him. His eyes were filled with traces of dispiritedness, as though he had suffered an extremely heavy blow from that battle.
"What's wrong? A single defeat has caused you, the Sword Son Candidate, to be so depressed?" Zong Peng smiled as he stared at Zong Hong.
Zong Hong stared at him as he shook his head, "You have no idea how humiliating that battle was."
Today, he would never be able to forget the scene of Qin Wentian descending from the heavens. That scene was simply too terrifying. At that time, he only felt that as long as he moved, he would die. Not only that, that feeling was real.
As long as Qin Wentian willed it, he would be able to kill him. In fact, Qin Wentian didn't even need to unsheathe his sword.
Such a battle caused him to feel extremely depressed.
"He must have comprehended the second level of the Mandate of Swords, and it should be one of the more powerful ones. It's extremely normal for him to suppress someone at the first level of the Mandate of Swords. What's there to be depressed about?" Zong Peng smiled, as though he was consoling Zong Hong.
"However, the disparity between us is too great." Zong Hong still found it hard to forget.
"Feel it." Zong Peng stood up, smiling at Zong Hong, causing Zong Hong's eyes to flicker.
Ever since Zong Peng stepped into Heavenly Dipper, because of the disparity between them, he had never sparred with Zong Peng again. Now, he wanted to see how great the disparity between him and Zong Peng was.
"I've seen it clearly." Zong Peng's silhouette flickered as he vanished from sight. Zong Hong's eyes narrowed as he retreated, but at this moment, he saw countless sword shadows filling the sky. He had no way to differentiate which sword light was the real one. He stood there, waiting for death.
The sword shadows dissipated as Zong Peng stood before him. Staring at Zong Hong, he asked, "Do you understand now?"
"The disparity between the first and second level is truly too great." Zong Hong nodded.
"Naturally, my second level of the Mandate of Swords is the Mandate of Swords. If I used it to kill you, it would be too easy. It's the same for Qin Wentian as well. Since he has comprehended the second level of the Mandate of Swords, it would be extremely easy for him to deal with you. There's nothing strange about it. It's just that you were intimidated by his aura back then. If I was the one standing before him, would he be able to defeat me?"
Zong Peng laughed, his words causing Zong Hong to nod his head in contemplation. He could sense the confidence radiating from Zong Peng, and abruptly, an intense conviction ignited in Zong Hong's heart. He wanted to comprehend the second level of the Mandate of Swords and break through to Heavenly Dipper. Only then would he be able to fight for the position of Sword Son.
"Let me give you a suggestion. Earlier, you should have already sensed my Mandate of Swords. Now, you can pay a visit to Qin Wentian and have a discussion with him. Get him to display his Mandate of Swords for you to comprehend. After that, you can come to me for a discussion and I'll explain it to you.
Zong Peng still had a smile on his face as he guided Zong Hong, causing Zong Hong to feel gratitude in his heart. However, he shook his head and replied, "I've already provoked him several times, how could he possibly help me?"
"That's where you're wrong. Since he's the Sword Son of the Zong Clan, he's also a member of the Zong Clan. What kind of status does a Sword Son have? As the leader of the younger generation, he has responsibilities. Since this is the case, you should humbly seek guidance from him and treat him with respect. If he isn't willing to guide you, how can he be qualified to be the Sword Son?" Zong Peng slowly continued, "But you, if you're unwilling to put aside your pride, you would truly disappoint me."
Zong Hong's countenance sank, as though he was moved by Zong Peng's words. After which, he nodded his head, "How can I, Zong Hong, be so shallow? I'll leave now."
After speaking, Zong Hong bade farewell and departed.
At this moment, Qin Wentian was sitting cross-legged in his courtyard. Night gradually descended, he was preparing to condense his Astral Nova tonight.
However, at this moment, the sound of footsteps drifted over. Qin Wentian opened his eyes and stared outside the courtyard. A voice drifted over, "Zong Hong, Senior is here to pay a visit."
"Come in." Qin Wentian faintly spoke. An instant later, Zong Hong appeared before Qin Wentian. Qin Wentian stared at him, bewildered.
"Qin Wentian, I was in the wrong regarding the matter before. Hence, I'm here today to humbly seek guidance from you. Is it possible for me to sense the Mandate of your Sword Dao? I wish to use this opportunity to gain enlightenment." Zong Hong slowly spoke, his words causing Qin Wentian's countenance to soften. His heart wasn't so narrow-minded. Since he had already taught Zong Hong a lesson, now that Zong Hong was here to humbly seek guidance from him, he decided to let bygones be bygones.
"The first level of Mandate is the same for everyone. As for the second level, it depends on the individual's comprehension. My path might not be suitable for you." Qin Wentian slowly continued, "You can read more ancient scrolls, ponder more, comprehend more, and comprehend more. You don't have to sense the second level of Mandates of others. That's the path of others."
Zong Hong furrowed his brows. Qin Wentian's words were completely different from what Zong Peng had told him. Could it be that Qin Wentian valued his own Mandates? He wasn't willing to guide Qin Wentian at all.
"I know, but I still wish to sense your Mandate once more." Zong Hong's brows smoothed out as he calmly spoke. However, how sharp was Qin Wentian's eyes? He could clearly see the expression on Zong Hong's face earlier, and he couldn't help but shake his head in his heart. So it turned out that the grudge in Zong Hong's heart hadn't been put down yet.
"I've already said what I need to say. You can leave now, and do your best." Qin Wentian closed his eyes. If that scene from earlier didn't happen, he definitely wouldn't be stingy in releasing his Mandate. However, for someone who had yet to comprehend anything, he could only pray that they could walk out of this world. He wasn't so magnanimous as to slowly guide them.
And as expected, after hearing Qin Wentian's words, Zong Hong's brows furrowed once more, as he coldly stated, "As a Sword Son, you actually dared to do such a thing. Although you have strength, this is the sorrow of my Zong Clan."
As the sound of his voice faded, Zong Hong flicked his sleeves and departed.
Qin Wentian shook his head as he watched Zong Hong depart. He tossed this matter aside and cleared his mind of all distracting thoughts. Such a matter wouldn't be able to affect his state of heart.
As night descended, Qin Wentian inscribed a Divine Inscription Formation. An instant later, his silhouette flickered in and out of existence. Closing his eyes, Qin Wentian lay on the ground as numerous Yuan Meteor Stones appeared beside him.
Right now, he had already condensed three Astral Novas. Regardless of whether it was absorbing the Astral Energy from the Nine Heavenly Layers or absorbing the Astral Energy from the Yuan Meteor Stones, the rate at which he was absorbing the Astral Energy had increased.
The infuriated Zong Hong returned to Zong Peng's courtyard and discussed this matter with him. Zong Peng's countenance flickered with a cold glint before he laughed, "Zong Hong, although this Qin Wentian's character is despicable, you don't need to take it to heart. Focus on your own cultivation, that's the most important thing."
Zong Hong nodded his head, Zong Peng's words were indeed logical. When he thought of Qin Wentian, Zong Hong felt that the disparity between the two of them was too great.
"What a pity, Qin Wentian is already the Sword Son. Such a person, ai …" Zong Peng sighed. Zong Hong coldly snorted, "Zong Peng, get rid of him as soon as possible."
After speaking, he bid his farewell and departed once again. Very swiftly, there were many rumors circulating in the Zong Clan. The general gist of the rumors was that Qin Wentian's character was despicable. Zong Hong had sincerely sought guidance from Qin Wentian, yet Qin Wentian had brushed him off. Zong Peng, on the other hand, had an extraordinary demeanor. If Qin Wentian continued to be the Sword Son of the Zong Clan, it would truly be a tragedy for the Zong Clan.
Tonight, in the Zong Clan, the Astral Light shone resplendently.
The clan lord, Zong Yi, stared in the direction of Qin Wentian as a smile appeared on his face. "If this young man can rise up, the Azure Emperor of Grand Xia would definitely be able to regain its former glory."
Just when the youths of the Zong Clan were vilifying Qin Wentian, their clan lord firmly believed that Qin Wentian would be able to lead the Zong Clan to glory in the future!
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