Very quickly, Yang Chen fulfilled his promise and made an exception to raise Francis's status as a guest elder. At the same time, Yang Chen bestowed upon Francis a large courtyard with an elegant pavilion, a pond and a pavilion, as well as a weaponsmithing hall that was even more abundant in resources. Francis was even provided with maids to take care of his daily needs. Naturally, Francis understood that all of this was because of Qin Wentian, which was why he could enjoy such treatment.
At the start, Francis still had some doubts. However, when Qin Wentian taught him the 2nd-level Divine Imprint, allowing him to slowly comprehend it, he finally understood why Yang Chen was so courteous. The value of the 2nd-level Divine Imprint was definitely worth such treatment.
Qin Wentian and Francis then worked together to forge a few more Divine Weapons. One of them was a set of 2nd-level Divine Weapons that were specially made for Fan Le. The armguard on the wrist, as well as the sleeves of the armguard, were made with extremely light materials. This way, Fan Le could easily carry it on his arm, as though it was a piece of clothing.
This was in consideration of the fact that Fan Le's close combat capabilities were at a disadvantage, and was specially made for him. This caused Fatty to be extremely excited, as he silently mused that if he followed a weaponsmith, he wouldn't have to worry about treasures. Even the way he addressed Qin Wentian became more intimate, calling him Boss!
After settling everything, Qin Wentian prepared to open the Astral Gate. Night, the Astral Light from the Nine Heavenly Layers cascaded downwards, illuminating the darkness. Qin Wentian's entire person was bathed in the Astral Light. The Astral Light from the Heavenly Hammer Constellation from the 5th Heavenly Layer descended upon Qin Wentian, flowing into his body.
At the same time, Yuan Meteor Stones were held in both of his hands. The surging Astral Energy flowed into his body through his Stellar Meridians, transforming into a terrifying Astral Whirlpool that rushed towards the location of the Astral Gate in his sea of consciousness. Everyone was born with an Astral Gate, but if one wanted to open a second Astral Gate, they had to first open their Arterial Circulation Pathway, and then use the surging Astral Energy to open the 2nd Astral Gate.
This process required the support of a terrifying amount of Astral Energy. From this, one could see that cultivation required a huge amount of resources. Hence, some of the descendants of the rich and powerful had an advantage in their cultivation because they had more resources.
Qin Wentian's mind kept shaking. The process was still very painful. Cultivation was a painful thing, but after the pain, you would be given the corresponding strength. Those who did not have great perseverance would not be able to step onto the path of the strong.
Fatty had gone off to research his armguard, while Francis was immersed in his comprehension of the Divine Inscriptions. Only Little Rascal was squatting by Qin Wentian's side. The night was as deep as water, and Qin Wentian's entire body was enveloped in a layer of Astral Light, unceasingly enduring the impact. The Astral Energy within the two Yuan Meteor Stones in his hands was almost depleted.
Finally, when the sun was about to rise, at the end of the Stellar Meridians, within Qin Wentian's sea of consciousness, a thunderous rumbling sound rang out as a second Astral Gate appeared. As the second Astral Gate appeared, Qin Wentian's body softly slumped onto the ground as a smile appeared on his face. Since the Astral Gate had been formed, condensing an Astral Soul wouldn't be too much of a problem for him.
"Two 2nd Heavenly Layer Yuan Meteor Stones. Cultivation is truly a waste of resources." Qin Wentian mumbled with a smile on his face. Little Rascal hopped onto his chest and stuck out its tongue, appearing exceptionally adorable.
"Little Rascal, I'll bring you to see Senior Sister Luo Huan soon." Qin Wentian patted Little Rascal's head as a smile appeared on his face. The Emperor Star Academy was truly something to look forward to.
How was Senior Sister Luo Huan?
And also Orfon, he would never forget the 'grace' he received from the two pursuers.
Qin Wentian once again thought of that breathtaking countenance of Mo Qingcheng, the number one beauty in Chu. With regards to beauties, all men would naturally have a favorable impression of her, and Qin Wentian was no exception. However, after that cold scolding from Mo Qingcheng, it caused the favorable impression he had of her to vanish into nothingness.
During the day, Qin Wentian cultivated the Innate Technique of the Dragon Subduing Fist. There were only three stances to the Dragon Subduing Fist, but the Innate Technique was indeed a set of innate techniques. When one fought, one would be akin to an enraged dragon, roaring unceasingly, exuding a majestic aura.
During the night, Qin Wentian started to condense an Astral Soul. He didn't plan to succeed in a single attempt, but rather, he wanted to observe it first. His perception extended to the Nine Heavenly Layers. The boundless Astral River was as resplendent as silver, with stars of various shapes and colors intertwining with each other, forming an incomparably resplendent picture.
Right now, Qin Wentian's perception could already easily soar through the first two Heavenly Layers. When he reached the 3rd Heavenly Layer, he would feel a sense of pressure. The pressure from the 4th Heavenly Layer was even stronger, and the 5th Heavenly Layer was still a headache for him. He tried again and again, seeking a breakthrough, allowing himself to remain in the 5th Heavenly Layer for a longer period of time.
After a few days, Qin Wentian's perception gradually adapted to the pressure, allowing him to endure for a longer period of time.
Tonight, nine silver needles pierced into nine different acupoints in Qin Wentian's sea of consciousness, sealing his six senses, allowing him to focus without any distractions. His perception was unprecedentedly focused, and very quickly, he visualized a pathway of Astral Light, and hypnotized himself. His perception flowed along the Astral Light, heading towards the Heavenly Layers, and slowly, he arrived at the resplendent Astral River.
This time around, Qin Wentian's perception didn't stop, and directly headed towards the 5th Heavenly Layer. The immense pressure caused him to feel suffocated, as though his perception was about to shatter. He knew that the current him was still insufficient to condense an Astral Soul from the 6th Heavenly Layer, and could only choose from the 5th Heavenly Layer.
The Berserk Ape Constellation, condensing an Astral Soul from the Berserk Ape Constellation, would grant one with terrifying strength and defense.
The Lightning Transcendent Constellation was condensed from an Astral Soul of the Lightning Reverend, and had the ability to control lightning and thunder.
Qin Wentian's perception rapidly floated about. He saw a constellation the size of a giant, exuding a fearsome aura of thunder and lightning. This caused him to have the urge to form an innate link with it. As long as he could form an innate link with this constellation, the Astral Energy in his body would be imbued with the tyrannical aura of thunder and lightning, tempering his body with the power of thunder and lightning.
The higher the level of the Astral River, not only would the Astral Souls contain greater amounts of energy, there would also be some extraordinary Astral Souls.
Suppressing the urge to form a connection with the Lightning Seigneur's constellation, Qin Wentian continued his search. His perception detected a strange constellation. This constellation seemed to be the silhouette of a person in slumber. With just a single glance, before Qin Wentian's perception could even connect to it, he felt a sense of drowsiness. After which, his perception was no longer under his control, as though he had fallen into a deep slumber.
"Sleeping Astral Soul."
An idea appeared in Qin Wentian's mind. After which, his perception also entered a dreamlike state, completely involuntarily. In his dreams, his perception drifted towards the Dreamlike Constellation. In his dreams, he condensed his Dreamlike Astral Soul, and in his dreams, he began to absorb the Astral Energy from the Dreamlike Constellation.
This was an extremely long dream, or rather, it wasn't a dream. To Qin Wentian, this was reality.
In his dreams, he began to use Yuan Meteor Stones to communicate with the tiny Astral Being in his sea of consciousness. The tiny Astral Being 'greedily' absorbed the Astral Energy, as though there was no end to it. Beside the tiny Astral Being, there were two Astral Gates, each of which was occupied by an Astral Soul.
Finally, Qin Wentian's perception was sucked into the tiny Astral Being.
This time around, Qin Wentian didn't absorb the Astral Being's memories. Instead, he saw a magnificent scene.
He saw an incomparably majestic sect. This sect seemed to be situated on top of a sacred mountain, towering into the skies, exuding a majestic aura, as though it wanted to contend against the heavens and earth.
"Qin Heavenly Divine Sect!"
In the airspace above the majestic sect, four gigantic words were inscribed on four stone pillars that pierced through the clouds. The words were filled with a tyrannical aura, and one could see how powerful the person who inscribed these words was.
In front of this majestic sect, a group of experts appeared, standing proudly in the air. Resplendent halos radiated from their bodies, and their Astral Souls were something he had never seen before. In fact, their Astral Souls had already transformed into terrifying Astral Soul Constellations, as though the entire world was their Astral Soul Constellations. The impact of this scene to Qin Wentian was immense. He could feel how tiny and inconsequential he was.
However, this group of terrifying experts was currently surrounding a middle-aged man.
This middle-aged man's black hair danced wildly in the wind, his eyes gleaming with high spirits. Facing these experts, he exuded the aura of a monarch descending from the heavens. His entire body was enveloped by a resplendent light, as though he was the ruler of this world.
Abruptly, the entire world transformed into a world of constellations. The middle-aged man, who was enveloped by the constellations, radiated boundless divine light. His palms trembled in the air, and with a single palm strike, the Heavens and Earth seemed to open up. The constellations in the sky crumbled apart as the middle-aged man punched out once more, containing a supreme might within. After which, Qin Wentian saw that the experts surrounding the middle-aged man all had looks of terror on their faces as their bodies directly crumbled apart, transforming into dust.
How terrifying. That palm strike was akin to the might of the heavens, capable of destroying the constellations in the sky and wiping away all life. Qin Wentian couldn't sense how terrifying that aura was. He could only use his consciousness to observe, but even so, he could still see the chaotic currents of chaos destroying everything.
But at this moment, an intense surge of chaotic currents of consciousness appeared, causing the scene before him to twist and distort before vanishing. Qin Wentian only felt his consciousness returning to the tiny Astral-Being's world as memory fragments frenziedly flowed into his mind. After which, everything in front of him turned blurry as Qin Wentian's consciousness was ejected from the tiny Astral-Being.
"Hu …" Qin Wentian breathed heavily. When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the wretched countenance of Fatty.
"What are you doing?" Qin Wentian's body trembled. Fatty grinned at him before moving his head away from Qin Wentian. Only now did Qin Wentian discover that he was still lying on the ground.
"Qin Wentian, you can really sleep. You slept for three whole days." Fatty inclined his head and stared at the sky as he spoke in a depressed tone.
What made him even more depressed was that when Qin Wentian was sleeping, there were nine silver needles inserted into his head. At the same time, the astral light from the Nine Heavenly Layers cascaded downwards.
Not only that, even though he was beside Qin Wentian, he also felt like sleeping … Little Rascal had already fallen asleep beside Qin Wentian!
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