Only after the old man left did Qin Wentian heave a sigh of relief. That old man was too strong and had an eccentric personality. Qin Wentian tried to goad him into joining and it actually worked. As for the words he said after that, half of it was to provoke the old man away, while the other half was from his heart.
From the start of his cultivation till now, he had never met someone whose Astral Soul was more outstanding than his. And among those at the same cultivation level, he had never met someone whose combat prowess was stronger than his.
Qin Wentian didn't dare to say that there were none in this world. After all, the world was too vast, so vast that he couldn't even see through it despite being at the peak of the third level of Heavenly Dipper.
However, Qin Wentian at least had an intense confidence in himself. This was his conviction.
Putting this matter aside, Qin Wentian brandished his Scarlet Demon Halberd and continued his cultivation. Since it was a false alarm, nothing would be able to affect his state of heart and disrupt his cultivation.
Right now, his cultivation base had already broken through to the third level of Heavenly Dipper, and all four of his Mandates were at the Transformation Boundary of the second level. His state of heart was also sufficient, and he could faintly sense that he wasn't too far away from the fourth level of Heavenly Dipper.
Although cultivation was boring, as long as one's heart was set on it, no matter how boring it was, one would still be able to maintain the passion to strive for it.
Although the old man had departed, he didn't leave the area completely. He went to a faraway place and sat cross-legged on a snowy mountain. Qin Wentian's every action was seen by him.
"This old man originally had something to do and passed by here. Who would have thought that I would meet a bastard like you? Ignorant, arrogant, and infuriating. I really want to see how capable you are." The white-haired old man seemed to be extremely depressed as he mumbled to himself. The little boy behind him didn't say anything, yet he was depressed in his heart as well. That fellow was really … How many people dreamed of entering the Ancestor's tutelage? Yet he actually rejected it, rejected it!
The Ancestor's personality was eccentric. Sometimes, he would be calm and steady, and sometimes, he would be as mischievous and mischievous as a youth. He would do whatever he wanted, disregarding the opinions of others.
But today, he was actually offended by a junior. He must be feeling extremely depressed in his heart. When had he ever been rejected by anyone before?
He sat there for a full 30 days. The old man saw many things that he couldn't see in the past. It seemed to be an extremely boring thing, but the old man could sit there quietly for 30 days.
In the past 30 days, he saw the human and demonic beast companions helping each other in times of hardship. That kind of affection could be seen from their smiles. He also saw a kind of protectiveness. The girl seemed to be cultivating, but her attention was often on Qin Wentian. This kind of protectiveness surprised him. Who was this boy? How could he be worthy of such a beautiful woman's attention?
He saw a kind of persistence, a kind of obsession.
Every strike of the halberd, every sword, and every palm contained perseverance. It was as if he would never feel tired, never feel dull, and always be full of vigor.
Every time he failed to break through to the next realm, he did not give up. Instead, he was cautious and determined to start all over again.
He didn't know who this young man was, or what he had experienced, but his character and persistence gradually made the old man's gaze turn solemn.
The old man had seen countless people in his life. When he judged people, he had never only judged them based on their talent. On the contrary, when he told Qin Wentian that in this world, strength reigned supreme, he was also probing Qin Wentian. He wanted to see Qin Wentian's reaction. In truth, although Qin Wentian had angered him, he wasn't angry at all. Because, Qin Wentian's words were in line with his personality. If not, no matter how high Qin Wentian's talent was, he wouldn't waste any more time here.
The reason why he stayed was because he wanted to see clearly.
During this one month, although the things that happened there were simple, it caused him to be extremely moved. For a person to cultivate an innate technique, practicing it once, ten times, or a hundred times wasn't considered much. Practicing it a thousand times could be considered as hard work. But if one didn't want to stop, practicing it ten thousand times, or even a hundred thousand times, just to perfect a single halberd strike, with such a stubborn heart, in addition to his talent, it would be extremely difficult for him to not become a towering figure.
Although the words of the young man were arrogant, they weren't fake. He used his own hard work and talent to support his arrogance.
"This young man has great potential." The old man murmured. After which, he closed his eyes and sank into a state of absolute silence.
In a place extremely far away from Xuan King City, there was a region where experts were as common as the clouds. And in this region, there was a hegemon named the Royal Sacred Sect.
The Royal Sacred Sect had been established for countless years, and it controlled the nine great sects, three empires, as well as a boundlessly vast territory. The geniuses of these powers would constantly be sent into the Royal Sacred Sect, and the various factions would compete with each other to distinguish themselves, gradually revealing their brilliance and becoming the leaders of the various factions in the Royal Sacred Sect.
The Royal Sacred Sect that encompassed the various factions, how glorious and powerful was it? It was simply unimaginable.
However, after countless years of development, the various factions of the Royal Sacred Sect were actually closely related to the nine great sects and the three great royal cities. The nine sects and three empires were all vassals to the various factions of the Royal Sacred Sect.
The Battle Sword Sect was the most unique among the nine sects. The number of people in this sect was the lowest, and their numbers couldn't even be compared to Grand Shang and Grand Zhou.
Hence, there was a saying that the Battle Sword Sect was the weakest among the nine sects. However, no one dared to look down on the Battle Sword Sect. Although the Battle Sword Sect had the lowest number of members, every few years, there would always be a peerless genius emerging from the Battle Sword Sect. Not only that, the personalities of the people in the Battle Sword Sect were all different from the rest. They were arrogant and unyielding, wielding their swords to conquer the world.
At this moment, within the Battle Sword Sect, although there weren't many people in the Battle Sword Sect, anyone who stepped into this place would definitely be a dazzling character that could dazzle an entire region.
However at this moment, several powerful characters of the Battle Sword Sect had solemn expressions on their faces as they walked in the direction of a great hall.
The auras of this group of people were all extraordinary. Any random one of them was an extremely outstanding character. Their eyes shone with a bright light as they stepped into the great hall. Expressions of respect could be seen on their faces as they lowered their heads slightly. It was as though the object in front of them was an extremely precious treasure.
But in reality, there was only a statue there. However, this statue was glowing with a faint light, as though it was a living creature.
"Master has manifested his will, I wonder what instructions do you have for me?" The person in the lead had an extraordinary demeanor, akin to a sharp sword. Despite facing the statue, he was still respectful as he asked. The statue in front of him was none other than his master. His master had long since joined the Royal Sacred Sect and was currently roaming the world. Normally, it would be very difficult to meet him. Even for him, it had been many years since he last saw his master.
When his master manifested his will, it would usually be for extremely important matters. But this time around, it was unknown why his master manifested his will.
A bright light shone from the statue as a projection appeared in front of everyone. Within it, the silhouette of Qin Wentian could be seen.
"This young man is currently cultivating in the Heavenly Mountain Range outside Xuan King City. I want him to grow up in the Battle Sword Sect and in the future when the Royal Sacred Sect recruits disciples, I want him to enter the Royal Sacred Sect." The voice of the statue was solemn, causing the gazes of everyone to be fixated on the silhouette in the projection as they silently committed this person to memory.
"We obey master's orders." The person in the lead bowed to the statue, agreeing to this matter.
"Remember, this matter is extremely important, you have to treat it seriously." The statue spoke again, his words causing the hearts of everyone to be filled with shock. They all knew what sort of character that old man was, yet he was actually so concerned about a young man. From this, one could see how important this young man was.
"Right." The person in the lead was none other than the current sect leader of the Battle Sword Sect. He nodded his head once more as he spoke, "I will personally oversee this matter, I will definitely accomplish it."
"In addition, the commotion must be as great as possible, and at the same time, don't let him know that this is my command. It's best if he can make his own decision." The statue spoke again. The sect leader of the Battle Sword Sect nodded his head once more.
"Okay, I'm leaving." As the sound of the voice faded, the statue dimmed, causing the eyes of everyone to gleam with sharpness. This was especially so for the sect leader of the Battle Sword Sect, a strange look flashed in his eyes. His master didn't even say a single word more, all for the sake of a young man.
An instant later, the Battle Sword Sect Leader brought his men out of the great hall and issued an order to inform the nine great sects as well as the Grand Shang Empire that their Battle Sword Sect was going to recruit disciples in Xuan King City.
As this order was sent out, the entire Battle Sword Sect was shaken. This was the first time their Battle Sword Sect was recruiting disciples outside of their sect. In the past, it had always been others who were recruited by the Battle Sword Sect. There was no other reason other than because the Battle Sword Sect was the sect with the most freedom, the most unbridled and frivolous among the nine great sects.
Not only that, the location was set to be one of the royal cities of Grand Shang Empire, Xuan King City.
If this news were to circulate out, it was unknown how great of a commotion it would cause. They were all extremely curious as to what was going on with their sect leader, why would he issue such a ridiculous order?
However, since this was a direct order from their sect leader, they could only ensure that it was carried out strictly.
At this moment, Qin Wentian had no idea that an intense storm was about to erupt because of him in Xuan King City. When the news spread to Xuan King City, no one would have guessed that the source of everything was the white-robed young man who was cultivating in the Heavenly Mountain Range.
At this moment, Qin Wentian was frenziedly absorbing the Astral Energy in his body. His Yuanfu and arterial pathways were churning, and his Astral Novas were humming. A towering might gushed forth from him, incomparably violent. Evidently, he was already on the verge of breaking through.
This scene lasted for an entire half a day. Finally, a cracking sound rang out as Qin Wentian's bones and meridians began to move. His Yuanfu revolved frenziedly as his Astral Novas grew even more resplendent. His cultivation base had already stepped into the fourth level of Heavenly Dipper.
Opening his eyes, the white-robed young man had a satisfied smile on his face.
The beautiful eyes of the female protector on the peak of the snowy mountain also gleamed with a bright light.
From afar, in a place where Qin Wentian couldn't see, the old man stood up. His face was flushed red, as though he had been waiting for this moment for a very long time.
"Bastard, do you think you can escape from this old man's palms? Let's see how much of a storm you can create." The old man laughed heartily, but soon after, his countenance changed. "Damn, I seem to have delayed things for too long."
After speaking, his silhouette transformed into a gust of wind, instantly departing the area, bringing the person behind him along with him. It was as though he had never appeared here before!
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