Luo Qianqiu stared at Qin Wentian, but there were no fluctuations in his countenance. The environment he grew up in was different from the people of Chu.
Ever since he was young, he had seen too many geniuses and heard too many lofty words. Naturally, he had also seen many demon-level geniuses die prematurely. He was very clear that no words could compare to actions. No matter how lofty the words were, they would eventually turn into dust in the wind. This was a world where the victor was the king and the loser was the villain.
Luo Qianqiu's Martial Heart was incomparably resolute. He wouldn't waver just because of a few words spoken by Qin Wentian. In his eyes, Qin Wentian was just a passerby.
After he completed his mission in the Emperor Star Academy, he would leave Chu and pursue a broader stage, contending against even more demon-level geniuses.
Chu was too small, there was no place for him.
"At the end of this year, there will be a grand banquet. I'll be waiting for you." Luo Qianqiu stared at Qin Wentian, causing the countenances of the crowd to freeze.
They naturally knew what the grand banquet Luo Qianqiu was referring to was. The Chu Country was no exception. Every year, before the end of the year, there would be a grand banquet to celebrate the Martial Dao. As long as the people of Chu were below 30, or below Yuanfu, they would all be able to participate.
This kind of atmosphere was extremely intense, and because it was only held once a year, the majority of people would have a chance to participate.
As for Yuanfu Realm cultivators like Wu Xiu, they wouldn't be participating because their goal wasn't here.
Luo Qianqiu returned to Chu Tianjiao's side. Qin Wentian didn't pay too much attention to Luo Qianqiu's words.
"Three moves have passed, I hope that your highness can give me a promise." Qin Wentian calmly stated.
"Yanaro, come back." Chu Tianjiao spoke to Yanaro. Yanaro nodded his head and stepped onto the snowy path, returning to Chu Tianjiao's side. However, he still had his head lowered, feeling that he had lost all face.
"Qin Wentian." Chu Tianjiao smiled as he looked at Qin Wentian.
"If I didn't guess wrongly, the young genius in the Divine Weapon Pavilion who can inscribe 3rd level Divine Inscriptions should be you, right?" Chu Tianjiao smiled as he glanced at the two Yuanfu experts beside Qin Wentian, as he calmly stated, as though he knew everything.
"Young genius of the Divine Weapon Pavilion? Qin Wentian? "
The hearts of the crowd trembled again. Their eyes were fixed on Qin Wentian.
"Yes, it's me." Qin Wentian lightly nodded, he didn't conceal anything. He knew he wouldn't be able to hide anything from Chu Tianjiao.
"Regarding the matters of the Qin Clan, I can completely disregard you. As for the Ye Clan and Ou Clan, I can also plead on your behalf. As long as you no longer interfere with the matters of the Qin Clan, I'm willing to aid you in your cultivation." Chu Tianjiao abruptly stated. No one would have thought that he would suddenly say such words.
The crowd couldn't help but to sigh in admiration as they stared at that handsome countenance. The 3rd Prince of Chu, Chu Tianjiao, was truly a dragon among men. As long as Qin Wentian nodded his head, he would be able to cast aside everything else and even lend Qin Wentian a hand.
This was giving Qin Wentian a chance.
As long as he agreed, Chu Tianjiao could disregard all grudges and even mediate between the Ye Clan and Ou Clan. From then on, he and Chu Tianjiao could become friends.
And the only condition for this was that he wouldn't interfere with the matters of the Qin Clan. Because the only conflict between Chu Tianjiao and Qin Wentian was the matter of the Qin Clan.
Disregarding the matter of the Qin Clan, they could become friends.
Someone recognized by the Emperor Star Academy, someone protected by the Divine Weapon Pavilion, a young genius who could inscribe 3rd level Divine Inscriptions. Currently, Qin Wentian seemed to have many halos surrounding him.
As long as he was willing, he would be able to soar to the skies in the Chu Country. No one would be able to obstruct his path.
However, if he agreed, he wouldn't be Qin Wentian.
"Your Highness, thank you for your kind intentions." Qin Wentian calmly replied, and didn't continue speaking. Evidently, he had rejected. But of course, this was within the expectations of the crowd.
Since he was standing in the middle of the snowstorm today, obstructing the troops escorting Qin Chuan, the crowd already knew what sort of character he was.
"Since I, Chu Tianjiao, have already made a promise, I will definitely accomplish it. Qianqiu's promise is my promise as well." Chu Tianjiao didn't say anything more. He had given Qin Wentian a chance. As for whether or not Qin Wentian wanted it, it was up to Qin Wentian, not him.
Regardless of the time, his words were still as appropriate as ever. Even if Luo Qianqiu made the decision for him, he wasn't the least bit angry. On the contrary, he said that Luo Qianqiu's promise was his promise as well.
The people of the Royal Capital of Chu seemed to have a clearer understanding of the rumored Third Prince.
Chu Tianjiao, the Heaven's Chosen of the Chu Country. It was impossible for such a person to not ascend to the throne.
The current Emperor had grand ambitions, and only had children at a very late age. Hence, even the oldest prince was only 28 years of age. However, among all the princes, he favored the 3rd Prince, Chu Tianjiao.
"Bring Qin Chuan back, don't let him suffer any more grievances." Chu Tianjiao calmly commanded. Momentarily, the troops turned and escorted Qin Chuan out of the prison.
Qin Chuan's gaze pierced through space, landing on Qin Wentian.
"Your father will always believe that you will prove yourself, and prove to the entire Chu Country that you are capable." Qin Chuan's eyes reddened, as he silently stated in his heart, "The Chu Country will not be able to obstruct your footsteps. Your world should be even more vast. Child, this is only a hurdle in your path. Don't hold yourself back too much because of me. Your future is still very long."
As he thought in his heart, beneath his messy hair, a pair of eyes that shone like the stars in the night sky stared at Qin Wentian.
Qin Wentian also stared at him. It was as though he could read the look in Qin Chuan's eyes. He silently stated in his heart, "Father, your son will not disappoint you."
After the troops escorting Qin Chuan left, Bai Qingsong cast a deep glance at Qin Wentian. He then turned to Autumn Snow, who was still staring at him, and said, "Autumn Snow, let's go."
Autumn Snow froze for a moment, before nodding her head. Staring at the youth in the distance, her heart was in a state of chaos.
It wasn't because of regret, but because from the start till the end, Qin Wentian had never looked at her seriously, not even once.
She still remembered the warning she had given to Qin Wentian in the past, that they were people from two different worlds.
Qin Wentian had also replied to her, that they were indeed people from two different worlds.
Now, reality had proven who was in the right and who was in the wrong.
Autumn Snow lifted her head and gazed at the drifting snowflakes in the sky. A trace of confusion could be seen in her eyes. For the first time, she started to doubt herself.
The troops escorting the prisoners gradually left, but the spectators in the surroundings had yet to disperse.
Looking at the three youths standing side by side, Chu Tianjiao, Luo Qianqiu, and Ye Wuque, they were still as outstanding as ever.
After this battle, the spectators had a clear understanding of Chu Tianjiao and Luo Qianqiu. Naturally, they also 'knew' Qin Wentian. Amidst the snowstorm, the silhouette of the three youths.
Today, no one had won or lost, but their faces had been deeply imprinted into the hearts of the spectators.
From today onwards, they would never be able to forget Chu Tianjiao's confidence, Luo Qianqiu's arrogance, and Ye Wuque's profoundness.
Similarly, they would never be able to forget the tenacity, determination, and extraordinary talent of that youth.
Today, Qin Wentian was the same as Chu Tianjiao and Luo Qianqiu. This was the first time he entered the Royal Capital of the Chu Country, and the first time he was' recognized 'by the crowd.
His name was Qin Wentian, a young genius who could inscribe 3rd level Divine Inscriptions. Behind him stood the Divine Weapon Pavilion, as well as the will of the Emperor Star Academy.
Qin Clan, Qin Wentian!
Chu Tianjiao and the rest also departed, treading on the snowstorm, leaving behind a trail of footprints on the snowy ground.
Behind them, there was still one more person – Yanaro. If there was a loser today, it would definitely be Yanaro.
Qin Wentian's gaze was still fixed on the horizon, only to see the person beside him patting him on his shoulders. "Don't worry, since Chu Tianjiao has already promised in front of everyone, he won't make things difficult for your father."
Lightly nodding his head, Qin Wentian glanced at the people beside him and smiled, "Many thanks to Seniors for your help today."
"You are now the treasure of the Divine Weapon Pavilion. In the future, I might still need your help." That Yuanfu cultivator laughed. The two of them were naturally from the Divine Weapon Pavilion.
Naturally, they dared to stand behind Qin Wentian. In the world of cultivation, those with strength would never have to worry about not being able to survive. They were all at the Yuanfu Realm, and today, they only wanted to ensure Qin Wentian's safety. Chu Tianjiao wouldn't be so foolish as to send experts to deal with them and the Divine Weapon Pavilion.
The status of the Divine Weapon Pavilion in the Chu Country was extremely special. The Emperor wouldn't dare to touch them easily. If not, if the Divine Weapon Pavilion was angered, they might bring all the resources they had to the Chu Country to fight against the Chu Country.
This was also the reason why Chu Tianjiao wanted to rope in Qin Wentian. A young genius who could inscribe 3rd level Divine Inscriptions, in the future, there would be many experts who would need his help.
A high level Divine Inscriptionist could easily rope in many people.
"Since the people from the Emperor Star Academy have arrived, we will take our leave first." That person nodded his head to Qin Wentian before departing as well.
Qin Wentian turned and stared at the silhouette behind him. That silhouette wearing a conical bamboo hat slowly walked away, as though he was just a passerby.
"Senior Ren, many thanks." A grateful smile appeared on Qin Wentian's face. A good man should be able to distinguish between gratitude and grudges. He would always remember those who had helped him.
Today, during the most difficult period of his life, the Divine Weapon Pavilion and the Emperor Star Academy stood behind him, helping him to withstand the pressure from the Emperor. He would forever remember this kindness!
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