The statuses of elder-level characters in the Royal Sacred Sect were extraordinary. In the Royal Sacred Region, even if they met the sect leaders of the major sects, they would have to treat them as equals. There were some powerful elder-level characters who were lofty and lofty, even disregarding the human emperors of ancient countries and the sect leaders of the major sects.
This elder-level character before them, in the Royal Sacred Sect, there were countless disciples who wanted to break their heads to become his disciple. Not only that, all of them were Heaven Chosen or they wouldn't have been able to enter the Royal Sacred Sect.
And now, he actually invited Qin Wentian to become his disciple in front of everyone. Naturally, he was giving face to Qin Wentian.
Beside this elder-level character, there were also a few young-looking characters. One of them spoke to Qin Wentian, "Not only is Master extremely powerful, he's also an extremely powerful weaponsmith and has an extraordinary status among the elders of the Royal Sacred Sect. If you can become Master's disciple, your status wouldn't be something ordinary disciples can compare to. Not only that, you can also learn divine inscriptions from Master. As for divine weapons, there's no need for you to worry about that at all."
The surrounding people quietly listened. Such an enticement wasn't something ordinary people would be able to resist. After all, although Qin Wentian was the top ranker of the Immortal Martial Realm, he was just an ordinary disciple of the Battle Sword Sect before this. There were still many uncertainties about his future in the Battle Sword Sect. But right now, there was a chance for him to soar up to the heavens. He only needed to nod his head.
"Sorry, I temporarily don't have any thoughts of joining the Royal Sacred Sect." Qin Wentian had long wanted to reject, but he didn't expect the other party to be so insistent. The conditions they proposed might seem to be because they thought highly of Qin Wentian, but in Qin Wentian's eyes, there was no temptation at all.
Let alone the fact that the conflict between him and Shang Tong wasn't an ordinary one. Even if he remembered the kindness the Battle Sword Sect had shown him back then in Xuan King City, wouldn't it be unfair if he abandoned the Battle Sword Sect and joined the Grand Shang Faction?
Back then in Xuan King City, the royal clan of Grand Shang wanted to kill him, yet the Battle Sword Sect protected him. Even if he joined the Royal Sacred Sect in the future, he would only join the Battle Sword Faction.
"He refused." As the sound of Qin Wentian's voice faded, everyone froze. Although it was within reason, Qin Wentian's decisiveness in rejecting them was truly unexpected. They silently mused that Qin Wentian's temperament was truly extraordinary.
As for those from the Grand Shang Faction, their countenances were all extremely unsightly to behold. That elder had a cold expression on his face. This was the first time he had taken the initiative to invite someone to become his disciple, yet he was actually rejected in front of everyone. How could it look good on his face? But if he wanted to target a junior, wouldn't that be too lacking in bearing?
"You don't know what's good for you!" Although he didn't express his stance, it didn't mean that his disciple wouldn't stand up for his master. The young man who spoke earlier turned to the elder and spoke, "Master, although this young man obtained the position of the top ranker of the Immortal Martial Realm, it's merely a temporary feat. In the future, he will naturally understand that there's always a sky beyond the sky. How can a bug crawling on the ground understand how vast the sky is? This young man doesn't know the immensity of the heavens and earth, he isn't worthy to be Master's disciple."
"That's right. Swallows have no ambitions like swans, arrogant and complacent. Such a disciple, it's fine even if Master doesn't want him." Another young man at the side spoke, as though he was trying to regain some face for that elder.
Qin Wentian felt that these words were extremely ear-piercing. Did it mean that he had no choice but to accept their invitation to become their disciple? After rejecting him, they slandered and mocked him. It was truly an eye-opener. These two youths humiliated him to flatter their master. It was truly laughable.
Mo Qingcheng was still holding onto Qin Wentian's hand, standing shoulder to shoulder with Qin Wentian. Her eyes were ice cold as she stared at the two young men. That pair of beautiful eyes flickered with a cold light, so sharp that it caused the two young men to feel a chill run down their spines. The eyes of that absolute beauty, at this moment, were akin to sharp blades.
The two of them frowned as they stared at Mo Qingcheng. One of them had a mocking smile on his face, as though he was mocking Qin Wentian for not even having the courage to refute them, yet he still needed such a beautiful maiden to stand up for him. How laughable.
"Luckily, I didn't agree earlier." At this moment, Qin Wentian laughed, causing the gazes of the two young men to turn sharp as they stared at Qin Wentian. What did these words mean?
Qin Wentian stared at them, the arrogance on his face was extremely thick, as an intense sarcasm flashed in his eyes. "If not, if I were to become fellow disciples of the same sect as you two, it would truly be a shameful matter."
After speaking, Qin Wentian didn't care about the unsightly expressions on their faces. He pulled Mo Qingcheng along as they walked to the side of the Medicine Sovereign, while he himself turned his head back, ignoring the killing intent directed at him. He stared in the direction of Shang Tong as he spat out a single word, "Get the hell out here."
Shang Tong furrowed his brows as his countenance gradually turned ashen. Qin Wentian's eyes were filled with arrogance, as though he was looking down at an ant. His words pierced through the arrogance in his heart.
Thinking back to the past in Xuan King City, he sat high up in the main seat, watching Qin Wentian's battle like he was watching a play. At that time, the two of them were basically people from different worlds. He believed that as long as he wanted to, he could easily end Qin Wentian's life. But even so, the person he looked down on back then had already obtained the top ranker of the Immortal Martial Realm. Not only that, Qin Wentian actually told him to get the hell out here in front of so many people!
Right now, although Shang Tong had already broken through to the seventh level of Heavenly Dipper, he didn't have much confidence when facing against Qin Wentian who was also at the seventh level. Qin Wentian was someone who had comprehended the energy within the seven-sided monument.
"What do you mean by that?" Shang Tong's countenance turned incredibly unsightly as he coldly asked.
His words caused Fan Le and the others to laugh. What did he mean by that? In the Immortal Martial Realm, Shang Tong bullied them who had their cultivation bases suppressed. How tyrannical was he? Now, he was asking Qin Wentian what did he mean by that?
"Crown Prince of Grand Shang?" The mocking tone in Qin Wentian's voice grew even more intense. Pointing his finger at Shang Tong, he continued, "Back then in Xuan King City, if you have forgotten the words you said, let me repeat it for you."
"You killed my subordinates, I should personally kill you. However, this is the examination grounds of the nine great sects. If I act now, I would only be lowering my status."
"Who doesn't know how to speak arrogant words? I once slaughtered my way out from the midst of an army of thousands of soldiers and horses, undergoing the tempering of hell. The cultivation bases of those I killed were all higher than me. If you can survive today, maybe you would have the qualifications to become my opponent in the future. At that time, I will kill you again."
Qin Wentian stared at Shang Tong as he coldly continued, "At that time, my cultivation base was a few levels lower than yours, yet you personally said such words. Not only that, you even said that whoever kills me would be rewarded with a Heaven Mending Pill. This is an old grudge. In the Immortal Martial Realm, you were kicked out of the monument, and after that, you bullied my friend and injured my senior sister. This is a new grudge. Now, I'm still alive, and my cultivation base is the same as yours. Didn't you say you wanted to kill me?
Why are you still standing there? "Countless gazes landed on Shang Tong. Instantly, Shang Tong only felt a burning sensation on his face. Expressions of interest appeared on the faces of the spectators. Qin Wentian wanted to deal with the Crown Prince of Grand Shang, Shang Tong.
The words spoken by Qin Wentian were all ironclad facts. If Shang Tong chose to hide now and didn't dare to come out for a battle, he would never be able to show his face in the future. This Crown Prince of Grand Shang would become a humiliation to the world.
"How sad, such a person is actually a Crown Prince? So it turns out that he only knows how to bully those whose cultivation bases are weaker than him. The face of his father has been completely thrown away by him." At this moment, Fatty Fan Le didn't forget to instigate Shang Tong as he sarcastically added, "Also, are these people from the same faction as him? No wonder you, Wentian, refused to join. Very soon, the entire Royal Sacred Region will know of the character of these people."
Shang Tong clenched his fists tightly as his eyes turned red. The countenances of those from the Grand Shang Faction were all extremely unsightly to behold. The ironclad truth was right before their eyes. If Qin Wentian's cultivation base was higher than Shang Tong's, it wouldn't be a big deal if he didn't accept the challenge. However, their cultivation bases were the same, and Shang Tong had said those words and done those things before. If he chose to hide now, there would be no one who wouldn't despise him.
"Shang Tong." That elder from the Royal Sacred Sect turned his gaze onto Shang Tong as he indifferently stated, "Go on, so what if you are defeated? Just start all over again."
At this moment, his countenance was extremely unsightly to behold. It was fine if Qin Wentian refused to become his disciple, but to think that he was so overbearing, forcing Shang Tong to accept. Not only that, Shang Tong was standing right behind him, a junior of the Royal Sacred Sect. Wasn't this a slap to his face?
Since Qin Wentian wanted to fight, he would let Shang Tong accompany him. Not daring to fight was even more shameful than being defeated.
"Yes." Shang Tong nodded his head, he didn't dare to refute the words of the elder. And with this sentence, even if he was defeated, he would still have a chance to stand up. Even if Qin Wentian didn't dare to touch him.
"Since you want to fight so badly, I will grant you your wish. I will remember today's matter." Shang Tong slowly walked out, arriving in front of Qin Wentian. His countenance was ice cold, and the aura he exuded abruptly turned berserk. His eyes turned golden, containing a terrifying penetrative power. That killing intent he exuded was extremely cold.
"Bzzz!"
A raging wind gusted by, and in an instant, Shang Tong only felt a supreme tyrannical pressure gushing over as a fearsome will of Mandates gushed into his mind. After that, he saw a blurry silhouette of Qin Wentian. Runic light illuminated the skies, and in an instant, several copies of Qin Wentian appeared in front of him. Numerous gigantic palm imprints manifested, capable of plucking constellations from the heavens, enveloping this entire space.
In just an instant, Shang Tong's countenance turned pale. His bloodline surged frenziedly as he howled in rage, unleashing a powerful innate technique. However, a terrifying rumbling sound rang out as a supreme pressure bore down on him. He only felt a sweetness in his throat as he coughed out a mouthful of blood. All the bones in his body shattered as the terrifying palm imprints directly lifted him up into the air. In an instant, his body appeared in front of Qin Wentian, and he was lifted up into the air.
Insta-kill, a prince of Grand Shang couldn't even withstand a single strike. This was the first time the spectators witnessed Qin Wentian's combat prowess, how tyrannical.
Shang Tong's entire body was in pain, but the pain in his heart was even more intense. A single strike, only a single strike. He stared at Qin Wentian who was staring at him, only to feel a boundless sense of humiliation gushing over him.
Qin Wentian stared at him, lifting him up into the air. That look of disdain in his eyes was sufficient to shatter all of Shang Tong's pride.
"Just like what you said, everyone can speak arrogant words, but I didn't expect you to be so useless." Qin Wentian calmly spoke.
"Release him." A voice drifted over, it was an expert from Grand Shang, glaring at Qin Wentian. Shang Tong could be defeated, but he couldn't allow himself to be humiliated.
"Release?" Qin Wentian turned his gaze over as a mocking expression appeared on his face. "Are you joking?"
As the sound of his voice faded, the entire space fell into silence once more. From the words of Qin Wentian, could it be that he dared to kill a prince of Grand Shang?
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