Qin Wentian's countenance was as calm as ever. From Luo Qianqiu's eyes, he could see disregard. Luo Qianqiu didn't care about him at all.
What Luo Qianqiu wanted was the Blood Ember Fruits. From his point of view, the Blood Ember Fruits belonged to him. Luo Qianqiu didn't care about Qin Wentian's life or death.
In Luo Qianqiu's eyes, it didn't matter whether he killed Qin Wentian or not.
Keeping the Gold-Element Sword in his sleeves, Qin Wentian smiled as he watched Luo Qianqiu's departing figure. Initially, he didn't care if Luo Qianqiu was a demon-level genius of the academy. But now, he did.
The humiliation he suffered today, he would definitely repay it tenfold in the future.
"Junior Brother." Luo Huan called out. Qin Wentian turned his gaze over and smiled at Luo Huan. It was as though he had already forgotten everything that had happened earlier. Before trampling on Luo Qianqiu's strength, so what if he cared?
"Many thanks, Senior Brother." Qin Wentian then glanced at Ling Hua in the air as he expressed his thanks.
If Ling Hua hadn't appeared, he would have killed Luo Qianqiu. Regardless of who Luo Qianqiu was, how could he let them off when they wanted to kill him?
However, after killing Luo Qianqiu, he was afraid that he would be in deep trouble. Ling Hua's appearance at the very least helped him avoid that. What he needed to do now was to silently raise his strength.
"No need to stand on ceremony. Work hard." Ling Hua smiled and nodded to Qin Wentian before walking away.
"Senior Sister, I still need you to help me with something." Qin Wentian stared at Luo Huan as he spoke.
"You don't need to stand on ceremony with me." Luo Huan hugged Qin Wentian's arm.
"I wish to see my Sister Qin Yao. Does Senior Sister have any way to help me arrange it?" Qin Wentian asked.
"Your sister should be in the Royal Academy right now. I'll think of a way. If there's any news, I'll look for you." Luo Huan's beautiful eyes flashed with contemplation.
"I'll have to trouble Senior Sister then." Qin Wentian smiled.
"Don't worry about such a small matter. What you should do is to raise your strength."
"Yes, I understand." The corners of Qin Wentian's lips curled up slightly, as a playful smile appeared on his face. Luo Qianqiu, Orchon, and the Knight's Association. He was looking forward to the future. With them accompanying him on his path of growth, he would definitely not be lonely.
Qin Wentian was happy to accept these challenges.
All of this would urge him to ceaselessly become stronger.
After returning to his residence, Qin Wentian spent a few days stabilizing his cultivation base. The effects of the three Blood Ember Fruits were still present in his body, and Qin Wentian continued to extract more energy from them, stimulating his acupoints and expanding his arterial pathways.
Occasionally, he would make a trip to the Divine Weapon Pavilion to forge Divine Weapons and bring some Yuan Meteor Stones over to cultivate. The cultivation of the Spiritual Refinement Method was extremely taxing on Yuan Meteor Stones.
Fan Le seemed to have been stimulated as well. These few days, he was extremely hardworking in his cultivation, and would occasionally head to the Heavenly Star Pavilion and the Astral River Hall.
Dreamsky Forest Dreamland, City of Illusions.
In a spacious area, two people were currently engaged in combat. One of them was clad in the robes of a Knight, while the other was clad in a simple white robe. However, on his face, there was a fiery Kirin mask that exuded an aura of savagery.
"Kacha." A crisp sound rang out as the person clad in the Knight's robes had one of his arms broken. The pain caused him to perspire unceasingly.
However, the white-robed figure had no intentions of letting him go. His arm was akin to a dragon's claw, and abruptly, his other arm trembled. In an instant, a scream of agony rang out as the other arm of the Knight was forcibly broken.
"Who are you? Which academy are you from?" The countenance of the Knight paled as he howled in rage. He was a member of the Knight's Association, yet there was actually someone who dared to kill him in such a manner?
"Kacha … …" Another two sounds rang out, as the legs of the Knight's Association were broken. Like a corpse, he lay limply on the ground. The white-robed figure immediately departed, disappearing from this area.
Not long after, the silhouettes of a group of Knights rushed over. Upon seeing their comrade who was curled up on the ground, a cold light flickered in their eyes as they asked, "Who did this?"
This was torture, a cruel punishment. Only enemies would do such a thing in the dreamland.
"I don't know, I'm wearing the Kirin mask." That person was in so much pain that his entire body was convulsing. "Kill me first."
"Mhm." One of the Knights nodded his head, as a long spear pierced through the skull of that person, killing him. Momentarily, that person exited the dreamland.
Qin Wentian sprinted in the City of Illusions, his body akin to that of a great roc soaring through the skies, appearing extremely carefree and at ease. His face was covered by the Kirin mask.
Since members of the Knight's Association could enter the dreamland while wearing the robes of a Knight's Association, Qin Wentian wanted to see if it would be the same when he entered the dreamland while wearing the Kirin mask. Evidently, he had succeeded. As long as he met any member of the Knight's Association that wasn't too strong, he would mercilessly torture them.
Back then, Qin Wentian would never forget the scene of those ice-cold long spears piercing into Fan Le's body.
The sprinting Qin Wentian halted his steps on a circular stone platform. He slowly turned and spoke, "You've been following me for so long, come out."
From the side of a building, a silhouette walked out. This silhouette had an exquisite figure, with extremely beautiful curves. It was actually a woman, but her face couldn't be seen clearly. She was the same as Qin Wentian, wearing a mask.
"I've watched your battle. The Dragon Subduing Fist combined with the Qin Na Fist, how ruthless." The voice of the woman was melodious as she slowly walked towards Qin Wentian.
"And then?" Qin Wentian calmly asked.
"I still want to see how fast your movement technique is." After speaking, the woman's body was like a raging gale as she dashed towards Qin Wentian. Her palms abruptly blasted out, as though a terrifying tempest was tearing through the air.
Qin Wentian continuously stepped out, his movements were incomparably exquisite. His entire person flickered as he transformed into a series of afterimages.
"Hmph." The woman coldly snorted. Her palms grew sharper and sharper, akin to a sharp blade sweeping through the air. Her speed was also extremely fast, and the movement techniques of the two of them were both extremely exquisite.
As the battle continued, the woman was astonished. Every single palm strike of hers brushed past Qin Wentian's body. Every time it seemed as though she was about to land a blow, her opponent would always be able to evade at the most dangerous moment. His movement technique was extremely exquisite.
Abruptly, she released her Astral Souls, causing a terrifying tempest to arise in this space. The woman lightly snorted, as boundless palm force blasted out from within the tempest. Qin Wentian felt as though his entire surroundings were being enveloped by the tempest. He could only lift his palms to defend himself. Dragon roars echoed out as his fists were instantly blasted apart. However, his body borrowed the force of the impact and floated far away, appearing extremely carefree.
"What's the use of dodging?" The woman coldly snorted. Her movement technique increased in speed, as a tyrannical tempest engulfed Qin Wentian within it. Her silhouette instantly appeared beside Qin Wentian, as countless palm imprints blasted out simultaneously.
Qin Wentian's eyes flashed like lightning. His body transformed into a shadow as he executed the Garuda Movement Technique to the extreme, consecutively dodging several palm imprints. It was an extremely thrilling experience. At the same time, he punched out, aiming for the woman's face.
The expression in the woman's eyes changed as she saw the incoming fist light. "Come again tomorrow."
As the sound of her voice faded, the Dragon Subduing Fists blasted out, destroying the woman. At the same time, Qin Wentian had no way to dodge the palm imprint of his opponent, and was also blasted out of the dreamscape.
"Hu … …" In the Dreamsky Forest, Qin Wentian drew in a deep breath. His body was currently lying in a secluded location.
Removing his mask, Qin Wentian sat up.
"5th level of Arterial Circulation, storm-type Astral Soul, powerful movement techniques, and powerful palm techniques. I wonder which academy she is from." Qin Wentian mumbled. Battling with that woman was beneficial to the tempering of his Garuda Movement Technique. Of course, the prerequisite was that he didn't use his Divine Energy to directly kill his opponent.
Leaving the Dreamsky Forest, Qin Wentian continued his cultivation.
The next day, he entered the Dreamsky Forest and entered the City of Illusions, continuing his training. At the same time, he didn't forget to kill members of the Knight's Association. When he arrived at the location yesterday, the woman was still there.
"This time around, you won't be so lucky." The woman spoke, as she instantly dashed towards Qin Wentian. The two of them exchanged moves once again, and in the end, Qin Wentian blasted his opponent to death once again.
For the next few days, the woman came to the City of Illusions every day, and although she was blasted to death again and again, she didn't seem to mind. When sparring with Qin Wentian, she discovered that her innate techniques had improved by leaps and bounds. However, what made her depressed was that the kirin-masked man's improvement was even faster than hers. Although his cultivation base was weaker than hers, he was still able to kill her every time.
To Qin Wentian, this was merely a small interlude. Every day, he would head to that place to battle, and it would be beneficial to him in tempering his movement techniques. But other than tempering his movement techniques, he was also tempering his combat prowess. After challenging many opponents in the City of Illusions, many people started to know that there was a person wearing a kirin mask in the City of Illusions. His attacks were extremely ruthless, and his combat prowess was also extraordinary.
In the Royal Academy, there was also a Dreamsky Forest, which was created by the seniors of the Emperor Star Academy.
At this moment, in the Dreamsky Forest of the Royal Academy, a woman took off her mask and stomped her feet, as though she was unwilling to give up.
"Bastard." Mu Rou cursed in a low voice as she was blasted out once again. That fellow really didn't know how to show mercy to the fairer sex. This time around, she didn't even have the chance to speak before he killed her.
"What's wrong? Our Miss Mu is being abused again?" A low laugh drifted over from the side. It was also a masked young woman. The two of them walked out of the Dreamsky Forest, taking off their masks at the same time. Both of them were exceedingly beautiful.
"Screw you, but that fellow's movement technique is truly powerful. Even now, I can't even touch him." Mu Rou said in a depressed tone.
"Is that so? Tomorrow, I shall go and meet him as well. Who exactly is he that our Miss Mu can't forget about every day?" Chu Ling teased.
"Are you still free? Didn't your clan ask you to accompany Qin Yao? "Mu Rou asked.
"A woman from a rebellious clan actually became the Crown Princess of Snowcloud Country. What a joke." Chu Ling disdainfully replied.
"You can't do that, the Qin Clan is actually quite pitiful as well." Mu Rou sighed.
"It's fine if you say this in front of me, but don't speak nonsense outside." Chu Ling's countenance changed. Mu Rou lightly nodded her head, she naturally understood.
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