Qin Wentian returned to the snowy ground, brandishing his scarlet demon halberd unceasingly. Sometimes, there was only a single movement, but he would consecutively brandish the halberd hundreds of times, or even thousands of times. He was constantly adjusting himself, improving himself.
Little Rascal continued to lay there, watching. Qing 'er also stood there quietly. She didn't participate in that battle and only found Qin Wentian after that. However, she could faintly sense that Qin Wentian must have experienced something.
His love, his hate, all of these would transform into his actions, becoming his obsessions, causing him to use all methods to improve himself.
Qin Wentian was such a person. In this world, other than the sixteen year old Qin Wentian, Qin Chuan and Qin Yao were the ones who accompanied Qin Wentian the most, the one who stayed by his side the longest after he started cultivating was none other than Qing 'er. Although the amount of time Qing' er spent by Qin Wentian's side wasn't very long, Qing 'er knew all of his actions.
There were many things Qing 'er didn't understand because no one had taught her before. But with regards to Qin Wentian, she understood him very well. She understood his habits, and understood his obsessions.
Lowering her head, she stared at the Constellation Fruit in her hands. Her beautiful eyes flickered as a warm current flowed through her heart. It was very rare for her to have such a feeling, but this time around, she felt it. It was as though many of the things she had done, were all worth it.
Under thousands of tempering, Qin Wentian's halberd arts grew stronger and stronger. If someone fought against him, they would even see illusions when he struck out with his halberd.
After several days, Qin Wentian finally stopped his halberd practice. He sat on the snowy ground and took out the dark-red Constellation Fruit. This Constellation Fruit was able to cause one's heart to palpitate unceasingly. In fact, it was able to allow him to sense each and every part of his body. The Mandate of Mandate contained within it was akin to the will of the heart.
"This kind of energy, if I can infuse it into the Heartbreak Ancient Bell, the might of the Heartbreak Ancient Bell would surely be even more terrifying." Qin Wentian mused. After which, he closed his eyes and quietly contemplated.
Within the Royal Tomb, Di Tian was also cultivating. Both of them were cultivating and comprehending at the same time. Qin Wentian improved day by day, growing stronger and stronger.
In the night, the snowflakes continued to fall unceasingly. A white-robed silhouette quietly laid in the midst of the snow. From the Heavens, resplendent beams of light cascaded downwards, as though there were four constellations shooting out beams of light that landed on Qin Wentian's body. The energy from the constellations unceasingly flowed into his body, and within his Yuanfu, his Astral Nova slowly solidified.
During the day, he would wake up again to cultivate. How many days and nights had he passed like this, as though he would never know fatigue.
At a place extremely far away from Qin Wentian, a few silhouettes could be seen flying through the air. The person in the lead was an old man who looked extremely ordinary, around fifty years of age. He didn't exude any aura at all, but his eyes were filled with spirit. His hair was as white as snow, causing him to be even more compatible with this place.
"To think that there's actually a little child cultivating here." The old man mumbled in a low voice. His gaze seemed to be able to penetrate through space, landing on Qin Wentian who was currently cultivating on the snowy ground.
With a casual smile, the old man continued walking. But an instant later, he halted his steps, as a serious expression flickered in his eyes.
"Interesting, his second level Mandate has already reached the Transformation Boundary, yet his cultivation base is only at the third level of Heavenly Dipper." This old man was able to see through Qin Wentian with a single glance. Although he was spying on Qin Wentian, Qin Wentian didn't seem to notice his existence at all.
"Looking at his age, he should be around twenty-five years of age. It's already extremely rare for his cultivation base to reach this level. Not only that, his Mandate is also so powerful, much stronger compared to the disciples chosen by those good-for-nothing fellows." The old man shook his head, feeling somewhat depressed as he continued on his way.
His silhouette was like a gust of wind, bringing the person beside him with him as he sped past not far away from Qin Wentian.
And at this moment, Qin Wentian who was in the midst of his cultivation suddenly furrowed his brows as he halted his steps. Wielding the Scarlet Demon Halberd in his hands, he stared in the direction of the old man as he coldly asked, "Who's spying on me?"
"Mhm?" The old man abruptly halted his steps, his gaze piercing through space as a smile appeared on his face. "Interesting, a little fellow at the third level of Heavenly Dipper was actually able to discover me."
Stepping out, his silhouette instantly appeared in front of Qin Wentian, as he stared at Qin Wentian with interest.
Qin Wentian's countenance flickered. With the lesson from last time, he was now exceptionally vigilant.
However, as he swept his gaze over, he couldn't help but feel astonishment in his heart. He couldn't see through the cultivation base of this old man at all.
With a single glance, he could tell that this old man was just an ordinary old man. Beside him were two attendants that resembled children, and both of them were extremely powerful as well.
Qin Wentian had no way to resist an expert of this level. He could only hope that this old man wasn't someone from the powers that the six chosen belonged to.
In Qin Wentian's hands, a scroll had already appeared.
"What a vigilant fellow. Are you afraid that I will eat you up?" The old man laughed as he stared at Qin Wentian. However, Qin Wentian didn't dare to let his guard down. Little Rascal had already stealthily appeared beside him, and Qing 'er was also moving closer.
"Junior has an enemy chasing after me, so I have no choice but to be more vigilant. Senior, who are you?" Qin Wentian asked.
"Haha, what an interesting little doll. If I were your enemy, would you still have the chance to use the spatial scroll?" The old man had a playful smile on his face. After which, he made a grabbing motion in the air, and instantly, Qin Wentian's body was sealed in ice, unable to move at all. His body was directly lifted up into the air.
"Release him." Qing 'er stepped out, her quick-witted eyes stared at the old man as she coldly spoke, as an intense Cold intent gushed forth from her.
"Bastard!" Little Rascal's silhouette flickered as he similarly appeared in front of Qin Wentian, glaring at the old man as a baleful light flashed in his eyes. However, this didn't match the child-like voice of Little Rascal.
Qin Wentian's heart trembled. Such strength was simply too overwhelming. Indeed, given Little Rascal's strength, if it was someone from the six chosen powers, they would have directly acted to kill him. He wouldn't even have the chance to use the spatial scroll.
"You dared to call this old man a bastard?"
The old man glared at Little Rascal as a baleful expression appeared on his face. "How many years has it been since someone dared to scold this old man? Who would have thought that today, a little demon would actually do so. You guys are blocking my path, aren't you afraid that I will kill all of you?"
"Release him." Qing 'er was still as cold as ever, as though she didn't know how strong this old man was.
The old man scrutinized Qing 'er as he laughed in a low voice, "How interesting. Little doll, you are so beautiful and you're proficient in spatial energy. The energy stored within your body is extremely strong as well. Do you want to be my disciple?"
"You're not worthy." Qin Wentian coldly spoke, causing the old man to glance at him as he giggled, "I'm not worthy? Which part of me isn't worthy?"
"As an old man, you're bullying the younger generation. What qualifications do you have to be the teacher of others?" Qin Wentian coldly spoke. He was feeling extremely depressed as well. He was cultivating in this place and he actually met an old man who was also extremely powerful.
"Don't you know that strength is everything in this world? As long as you have strength, it's enough." The old man laughed as he stared at Qin Wentian.
"If choosing a master or disciple doesn't depend on one's character, only on strength and talent, as the teacher, if he is narrow-minded, how can he be willing to see his disciple surpass him? As for the disciple, if he doesn't remember the kindness of the master and only remembers the blame of the master, how can he not harbor hatred in his heart? It's only a matter of time before the master and disciple fall out with each other.
Why is there a need to choose a master? "Qin Wentian coldly spoke." I'm just a junior, I'm cultivating here peacefully. If I've offended Senior, feel free to tell me. Why must you humiliate me just because you are stronger than me? "
"What a sharp-tongued fellow, you want to provoke me into releasing you?" The old man laughed as he stared at Qin Wentian, his words causing Qin Wentian's countenance to turn extremely unsightly. This old man didn't seem to be affected by his words.
"Fine, this old man will release you then." The old man spoke. With a wave of his palms, the pressure on Qin Wentian vanished. Little Rascal and Qing 'er retreated back to Qin Wentian's side as they stared at the old man with vigilance.
This old man's personality was extremely strange. He clearly knew that Qin Wentian was trying to provoke him, yet he still released Qin Wentian.
"To be able to make a demonic beast and a peerless beauty do such a thing for you, your character shouldn't be too bad. This old man will give you a chance to become my disciple. How about it?" The old man stared at Qin Wentian as he smiled.
"If I reject, will Senior make things difficult for me?" Qin Wentian's eyes flashed as he asked.
"I won't, I won't say a single word and will leave immediately. But you should know that there are countless people who would beg for such an opportunity." The old man narrowed his eyes. Although he exuded the aura of a transcendent being, he looked like an old urchin.
"I refuse." As soon as the sound of his voice faded, Qin Wentian bluntly spat out two words, causing a look of astonishment to appear on the old man's face.
Staring at Qin Wentian, the smile on his face disappeared as his countenance gradually sank. This was truly embarrassing, he wanted to accept a disciple but was actually rejected. If this news were to spread out, he would have nowhere to hide his old face.
He opened his mouth but didn't say anything. Earlier, he had said that if Qin Wentian rejected him, he wouldn't say a single word and would leave immediately.
Turning around, the old man actually started to walk away. But after walking for a short distance, he suddenly halted. The person behind him turned around and stared at Qin Wentian as he asked, "This old man still wants to know the reason."
Although these words were spoken by the little boy, Qin Wentian naturally understood that he was speaking on behalf of the old man. Since the old man agreed to not say anything, Qin Wentian naturally wouldn't say anything. But even so, he couldn't help but to ask. Hence, he transmitted his voice to the little boy beside him, asking him to speak on his behalf.
"There's no reason, I don't want to take a master. I can still cultivate by myself and grow through tempering." Qin Wentian faintly replied.
"Is this considered a reason? Such an opportunity is something that countless people can only dream of." The old man seemed to be extremely depressed as he continued to speak through the little boy.
"Senior, you really only think of yourself. Junior doesn't even know your identity. Just because you are strong, I want to take you as my master and follow you?" Qin Wentian's voice was ice cold as he continued, "If that's the case, isn't Senior looking down on the geniuses of this world too much? Even if Senior's strength is truly strong, this junior has only cultivated for less than ten years and has already reached the Transformation Boundary of the second level. Although I don't dare to say that I'm outstanding, I don't want to belittle myself either. If I cultivated to Senior's age, how could I be at Senior's level?"
"Arrogant." This time, the old man was the one who spoke, staring at Qin Wentian. But as the sound of his voice faded, he flicked his sleeves and directly departed!
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