Qin Wentian lay alone on top of a gigantic boulder. There was no movement at all, only a gentle breeze could be heard.
However, every time night fell, the gigantic boulder on the hillside would emit a resplendent glow of Astral Light. Above the dome of heaven, specks of Astral Light cascaded downwards, illuminating the silhouette lying on top of the boulder. It was as though this was an eternal scene.
The second level of the Dreamcast Art, Immersed Dreams, allowed one to absorb Astral Energy at an even faster rate. Not only that, Qin Wentian had comprehended something in his heart, allowing the Astral Light to unceasingly enter his body, circulating through his entire body, replenishing his energy and breaking through his meridians.
Occasionally, Qin Wentian would use the Dreamcast Art to cultivate his innate technique. In his dreams, there was nothing he couldn't do.
For cultivators, as long as they could absorb Astral Energy, it didn't matter if they didn't eat or drink. Astral Energy was energy.
The weather gradually turned cold. Occasionally, a cold wind would brush past, fluttering the robes of the youth. However, his eyes were still closed, as though he was in an eternal slumber.
Today, the sky was dark. Raindrops continuously dripped onto the body of the youth, drenching his robes. However, he was still in a deep slumber, as though he had entered a state of oblivion.
In the sky, the sound of thunder rumbled, the cold wind howled, and lightning flashed down from the heavens. The youth was still unmoved.
However, his countenance gradually changed. The contours of his face became more distinct, and he seemed to be even more determined.
The winter snow drifted down, covering the body of the youth, as though he was wearing a layer of snow-white clothing.
Snow also drifted down in the Royal Capital of Chu. Today, the youths of the various academies stood outside their houses, forgetting their cultivation as they admired the beautiful snowy scenery.
In the Royal Academy, there were many students strolling in the snow. Many of them were lovers. Although their cultivation bases weren't high, they were still in the prime of their youth, the most beautiful period of their lives. After this age, if they decided to pursue the Martial Path, they would never be able to find the simplicity they had today.
The path of the Martial Path was filled with hardships and cruelty.
Mu Rou inclined her head, gazing at the drifting snow in the sky. She sighed in her heart. It had been over two months, yet she hadn't seen his silhouette in the City of Illusions, nor had she heard any news about him.
Perhaps, like many other talented youths, he had died prematurely in his youth, and he might not even be well known by others.
The history he had created in the Emperor Star Academy might have caused quite a commotion, but this commotion would soon be washed away by the passing of time. There would be new characters appearing, attracting the attention of the crowd.
In the vast Royal Capital of Chu, there had never been a lack of talented youths.
Last year, it was Luo Qianqiu. This year, it was Qin Wentian. However, Luo Qianqiu was still creating his own story.
Beside her, the sound of footsteps rang out. Mu Rou turned around and saw Ye Zhan and Liu Yan.
Ye Zhan used his family connections to bring Liu Yan to the Royal School.
Mu Rou glanced at Liu Yan who was standing beside Ye Zhan. This young girl didn't have a bad heart. It was just that she had come from a small place and experienced many things in the Royal Capital. It was inevitable that she would develop her own values and choose the life she wanted. And the life she was currently living was undoubtedly what she wanted.
This couldn't be blamed on her. It was just that Qin Wentian had said that he had once saved Liu Yan and Liu Yue. Back then, when Qin Wentian was facing that kind of situation, Liu Yan chose to remain silent, appearing to be somewhat heartless.
However, everyone had their own ambitions. Mu Rou didn't have the qualifications to blame Liu Yan. At the very most, she wouldn't have anything to do with Liu Yan.
"Mu Rou, I heard that because of you, the Mu Clan has been distanced from by many other clans. Do you want to consider befriending Yanaro? After all, Yanaro has always been interested in you." Ye Zhan spoke in a light voice, causing Mu Rou's countenance to stiffen, as she felt somewhat unhappy.
The incident that happened a few months ago in the Royal Clan's hunting grounds had naturally spread out. Although she emphasized that it was only her personal opinion, the old foxes of the various clans were all extremely meticulous in their actions. Even if it was because of the attitude of the 3rd Prince, Chu Tianjiao, they wouldn't be too close to the Mu Clan.
Hence, the Mu Clan had been distanced from by many other clans. As for Mu Rou, she was under immense pressure. Currently, the cultivation resources of the Mu Clan were gradually getting further and further away from her.
"There's no need for you to worry about my matters." Mu Rou calmly replied, but in her heart, she sighed. In the past, her relationship with Chu Ling was so good, but after that incident, Chu Ling didn't just give her the cold shoulder for a few days. Instead, Chu Ling had completely severed all ties with her, even coldly glaring at her whenever they met.
"Hehe, because of a dead man." Ye Zhan mocked, as he walked past Mu Rou.
Liu Yan, who was beside him, lowered her head, not saying a single word.
"Because of a dead man?" Mu Rou sighed. Had he really died? Mu Rou also didn't know why she couldn't forget about Qin Wentian. Naturally, this couldn't be considered as love. She had only met the masked Qin Wentian once. Maybe it was because of the fateful encounter in the City of Illusions, causing her to feel a faint trace of longing for him in her heart.
In the Emperor Star Academy, in a loft, a graceful silhouette stood there. This silhouette was none other than the number one beauty of Chu, Mo Qingcheng.
"Qingcheng, why do you have the time to visit an old man like me today?" Old Gu walked over. This old man was none other than Mustang's master, Old Gu.
"Grandfather." Mo Qingcheng's beautiful eyes turned to Old Gu as she asked, "Is there still no news of him?"
Old Gu naturally understood who Mo Qingcheng was referring to, as he sighed in his heart. It had been so many days since Qin Wentian had returned. What a pity for a young man like him.
"Qingcheng, it's very rare for you to show concern for someone." Old Gu laughed, as though he was intentionally changing the topic, causing Mo Qingcheng to roll her eyes. "Is there no hope?"
"Ai!" Old Gu gazed into the distance, as he shook his head and smiled bitterly. "I didn't know that Chu Tianjiao would be so ruthless and decisive. He actually made use of the banquet held by Qin Yao to act, not caring about the public opinion. Not only that, he used Qin Chuan as a bait. Compared to the First Prince, this Chu Tianjiao is truly too ruthless."
"What a pity, the chances of the First Prince controlling Chu are too slim."
"Grandfather, why can't the Mo Clan step out to help the Qin Clan?" Mo Qingcheng asked. "After all, the Mo Clan has a connection with Qin Wu."
"Things aren't as simple as you think. Behind the scenes, things are much more complicated than you think. The Mo Clan stands aloof from the outside world, so naturally, it wouldn't be good for them to interfere." Old Gu calmly continued, "Do you still remember the joke your grandfather made with Qin Wu back then? If their descendants were of the opposite sex, they would become in-laws."
A trace of a smile appeared on Old Gu's face. "If the Qin Clan was still the Qin Clan of the past, maybe you and Qin Wentian would really have a connection."
"How long ago was that? Not only that, Qin Wentian isn't the son of Qin Chuan." Mo Qingcheng laughed. Evidently, she had also heard of this matter from her elders. However, ever since the Qin Clan moved to Sky Harmony City, the relationship between the Qin Clan and the Mo Clan was no longer as close as before.
"Now, as long as that fellow is still alive, everything will be fine." Mo Qingcheng's beautiful eyes gazed into the distance as she silently prayed.
"Is Qin Yao still doing well?" Mo Qingcheng suddenly asked. Back then, when the people from the Emperor Star Academy were searching for Qin Wentian, they didn't manage to find Qin Wentian. Instead, they found Qin Yao and brought her back to the Emperor Star Academy.
"At the very least, there won't be any danger in the academy." Old Gu replied. Mo Qingcheng lightly nodded her head.
"Chu Tianjiao will definitely not spare Qin Yao." Old Gu murmured. "Based on my understanding of him, he wouldn't give up until he achieved his goal in the Dark Forest."
"Grandfather, do you mean that Chu Tianjiao will use Qin Chuan to threaten Qin Yao again? However, he has already done it once. What use would it be? "
"To a person who values relationships, as long as Qin Chuan is in his hands, even if he did the same thing a hundred times, Qin Yao would still fall into his trap." Old Gu shook his head. He understood this logic, so did Chu Tianjiao.
Mo Qingcheng could only remain silent.
The Dark Forest was similarly covered in a thick layer of snow. At this moment, at the edge of the Dark Forest, a gigantic Blackwind Condor swooped down, landing on the ground and sweeping away the accumulated snow.
From the back of the Blackwind Condor, a youth of about 17 years of age leapt down. He was clad in a beast-skin coat, and his youthful features were gradually shedding away, revealing a devilishly handsome countenance. This youth was none other than Qin Wentian.
"Senior, thank you for your kindness." Qin Wentian turned and thanked the Blackwind Condor. If it wasn't for the Blackwind Condor's help back then, he would have already died in the Dark Forest, becoming food in the stomachs of demonic beasts.
A low voice emitted from the Blackwind Condor's beak. Qin Wentian laughed, "Don't worry, I will remember Senior's kindness in my heart. In the future, when I'm proficient in using the power of my bloodline, I will definitely make a trip there to gift Senior three drops of my blood essence."
It was as though the Blackwind Condor understood Qin Wentian's words. Its gigantic wings fluttered in the air, and its body soared up into the skies, creating a terrifying hurricane that whistled through the air. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace.
Qin Wentian inclined his head, staring at the disappearing Blackwind Condor. His heart was filled with bewilderment, he didn't know why the Blackwind Condor wanted his blood essence.
Maybe there was something special about his bloodline. Back then when he was injured and fainted, many demonic beasts took a detour to avoid him.
Not thinking too much, Qin Wentian turned around, and with his back facing the Dark Forest, he once again walked in the direction of the Royal Capital.
On the snow-covered ground, footprints appeared. Qin Wentian's eyes flashed with a brilliance that was even sharper than a sword.
This majestic and towering Imperial City could not block his path forward.
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