Everyone was stunned by Little Rascal's words. Even if Yang An stayed behind, he wouldn't be able to enter the top ten?
Qin Wentian defeated Zidi's son, Zi Daoyang?
Although the spectators didn't have a very good understanding of Zi Daoyang — after all, the immortal realms were simply too vast — the various immortal emperors and emperors all had many descendants. However, they all knew of Zidi. In the boundlessly vast immortal realms, Zidi was a peak-level immortal emperor and was an extremely terrifying character. He cultivated many ultimate arts, and all of them were incomparably tyrannical. It was only normal that Zidi's son could become the top ranker in the Immortal Ascension Rankings.
Qin Wentian was able to defeat Zidi's son, Zi Daoyang? Wasn't this a little too much?
"Little Rascal is getting more and more adorable. He's even so good at bragging," a girl giggled.
"Brother Qin, this pet of yours is very interesting."
"Brother Qin, Little Brother Qin." At this moment, Yang An also glanced over at Qin Wentian and smiled. "Although Brother Qin is the top ranker of the Immortal Ascension Rankings and has extraordinary talent, and I, Yang An, believe that Brother Qin's talent is unparalleled, I'm still very clear about Zi Daoyang. Back then, he was able to become the top ranker of the Immortal Ascension Rankings by relying on his true combat prowess and dual ultimate arts. If he didn't leave the City of Ancient Emperors, his dual ultimate arts would be as powerful as ascending the heavens. No matter how talented Brother Qin is, it's impossible for you to win against Zi Daoyang."
Qin Wentian smiled as he glanced at Yang An. Seems like Yang An had seen Zi Daoyang fight before and knew how powerful Zi Daoyang was.
"Little Rascal loves to brag the moment he drinks. Prince, please don't take offense." Qin Wentian patted Little Rascal on its head. Little Rascal was currently using its claws to drink from the wine cup, and its drunken appearance was even more adorable.
Upon hearing Qin Wentian's words, Little Rascal glanced at him in disdain before turning its gaze back to the spectators.
"Back then, this baobao was only ranked # 7 on the Immortal Ascension Rankings. Hmph." Little Rascal tilted his head up proudly, as though he was a god.
"Brother Qin, I'm afraid your pet's mouth is even sharper than yours." Someone laughed, causing everyone else to laugh as well.
"Little guy, do you want my Roc to play with you?" That beautiful maiden patted the Crimson Blood Roc beside her as she smiled. The Crimson Blood Roc stared at Little Rascal as it let out a low roar.
"Yes, yes, this little fellow is too cute. Why don't we let our demonic beasts accompany it to play?" Everyone laughed.
Little Rascal's eyes gleamed as he cast a shifty glance at the demonic beasts. After which, he turned to Qin Wentian, causing Qin Wentian's eyes to flicker. He naturally understood that these people were up to no good, but Little Rascal's brain was also filled with evil thoughts. It wanted to eat the greater demons of the other party for a good meal.
"Ai, this pet of mine has too many problems. He likes to brag and even likes to bite demonic beasts. It's best if we don't play around with him. If not, it wouldn't be good if he were to devour our demonic mounts." Qin Wentian waved his hands, politely rejecting.
"Don't worry about it. If Little Rascal really has the ability, it doesn't matter even if we let him bite us a few times."
"Yeah, if he has the ability, I'll accept it even if he wants to devour my mount." That maiden smiled. The Crimson Blood Roc beside her let out a few screeches at Little Rascal, as though it was provoking him. Little Rascal had already transformed into a little demonic beast and was truly harmless. Regardless of humans or demonic beasts, they didn't know how powerful he was. That adorable appearance of his made them treat him as a pet.
"Let's chat again." Qin Wentian waved his hands.
"Haha, let's chat as we drink." Yang An lifted his wine cup and stood up. "This time around, I invited all my brothers and sisters here. I'm very happy that everyone could give me face. I, Yang An, would like to toast to all of you."
"The crown prince of the Qi King is too polite. This time around, the crown prince has broken through to immortal-foundation. This is truly a joyous occasion. Let me toast to the crown prince first."
"That's right. Since ancient times, there have been many outstanding geniuses. But the immortal-foundation realm is truly a hurdle. Even for those with outstanding talent, it's extremely tough to break through. Crown Prince, you have already broken through to immortal-foundation in just a few short years. You are a chosen of the heavens and your glory is boundless. This isn't something that a peak ascendant at the Celestial Phenomenon Realm can compare to. Now that you've stepped onto the immortal path, your life will definitely be filled with excitement." Someone pointed in the direction of Qin Wentian.
"Everyone, cheers." Yang An straightforwardly spoke. After that, he drained the wine in his cup in a single gulp.
Everyone sat down respectively. The geniuses gathered together and chatted for a while. Naturally, it was inevitable for them to say a few words of flattery to each other. Qin Wentian would occasionally feel the gazes of the geniuses landing on him. Evidently, he was still a thorn in the hearts of many. In the vast royal palace, there were countless geniuses with nobility, yet Qing 'er had chosen him. How could this not cause jealousy in the hearts of others?
"Elder Brother Qin." At this moment, the crown prince of the Qi King, Yang An, stared at Qin Wentian as he raised his wine cup. Qin Wentian smiled and nodded, raising his cup as well. However, Yang An slowly spoke, "I came out of seclusion yesterday and not only did I hear that Elder Brother Qin is the top ranker of the Immortal Ascension Rankings, you even defeated the geniuses of the royal palace and gained the favor of the Princess. How envious."
"Crown prince is too polite." Qin Wentian smiled.
"It's just that I also heard that Elder Brother Qin came from a particle world. To be able to achieve what you have today, it's truly praiseworthy." Yang An continued, as though he was praising Qin Wentian. However, he suddenly changed the topic and continued, "However, Elder Brother Qin, have you ever considered the Evergreen Immortal Emperor and the Princess? Although Elder Brother Qin's talent is extremely dazzling, the path of cultivation isn't as simple as talent. The further you go, the more difficult it will be. The path to immortality is a threshold you have to cross, and you will have to face countless dangers. I'm sure Elder Brother Qin should understand this point, right?"
Qin Wentian smiled, declining to comment. Although Yang An's words were logical, his attitude was like a lecturing elder. It was as though he had stepped into the immortal-foundation realm and was a tier higher than him.
"The Princess is a precious princess, I'm afraid Elder Brother Qin won't be able to protect her safety. More importantly, you are not from the right family. Although the Princess is loyal to Elder Brother Qin, disregarding everything, even disregarding her own reputation, and the Evergreen Immortal Emperor dotes on Princess Qing 'er, he also didn't blame Elder Brother Qin. However, if Elder Brother Qin truly cares about the Princess, you shouldn't only think about yourself, right?"
Yang An continued, acting as though he was truly thinking for Qin Wentian and Qing 'er. His words were filled with righteousness, and there were no flaws in his words. Qin Wentian didn't dare to directly refute him.
"Crown prince, what do you think I should do?" Qin Wentian smiled as he asked.
"Elder Brother Qin, if you truly love the Princess, you should leave her alone. In the future, if Elder Brother Qin truly has the ability to transcend the heavens, it wouldn't be too late for you to return." The wine cup in Yang An's hand was still raised as he slowly spoke. The banquet abruptly turned silent. Smiles could be seen in the eyes of everyone. It has finally come, this should be Yang An's true purpose.
In the royal palace, it was no longer a secret that Yang An was in love with Princess Qing 'er. Everyone knew about this.
Qin Wentian placed his wine cup down. His eyelids drooped as a cold smile appeared on his face. He then spoke in a low voice, "What status does Crown Prince have to use to persuade me?"
As he spoke, he slowly inclined his head and stared at Yang An. "The matters between me and Qing 'er, I don't think Crown Prince has the right to criticize me, right?"
Yang An's words were like needles hidden in silk floss, extremely sinister. If he truly loved Qing 'er, he should leave her alone?
In that case, if he refused to leave, it meant that he didn't love her but was greedy for power? Wanting to ascend to the heavens in a single step?
"Hehe." Yang An laughed, as if he didn't care about Qin Wentian's words. He then continued, "I'm also thinking for the Princess. If my words are too direct, I hope Elder Brother Qin won't take offense. Drink this as punishment."
As he spoke, Yang An drained the cup of wine in his hand. His demeanor was extraordinary.
"Elder Brother Qin, Crown Prince Yang An's words don't make any sense." Someone laughed.
"Who doesn't know that Princess Qing 'er is doted on by the Great Emperor? Marrying Princess Qing' er would be a great opportunity. At that time, Elder Brother Qin would have both status and talent. Isn't it making things difficult for Elder Brother Qin to think for the Princess' sake?" Someone laughed. Since Crown Prince Yang An had started the conversation, Qin Wentian naturally couldn't be spared.
"Everyone's way of thinking has truly broadened my horizons." Qin Wentian faintly spoke. "Nobility. So it turns out that pursuing the Princess was only for the sake of her status. No wonder Qing 'er was so disdainful towards all of you."
"What do you mean by that?" Someone coldly asked.
"What do you think?" Qin Wentian turned his gaze to the person who spoke.
"As expected, you are the same as that bastard. Your words are sharp." Another person emotionlessly spoke.
"You are the bastard. Your entire family is made up of bastards." Little Rascal tilted its head in a drunken manner as it spoke to the person who spoke.
The eyes of the young man narrowed as he stared at Little Rascal. "Not only is this bastard stupid, he even knows how to curse. He simply doesn't know the immensity of death."
"I want to challenge you." Little Rascal stretched out its paw and pointed at that person.
"You are courting death." That person waved his hand, and a moment later, a white tiger exuding a baleful aura appeared beside him. "I can let my demonic beast accompany you to play."
"Little Rascal, why are you joining in the fun?" Qin Wentian hurriedly protected Qin Wentian.
"I want to challenge you." Little Rascal mumbled.
"Haha, Brother Qin, don't worry. I will only let my demonic beast mount accompany it to play." That young man laughed uproariously when he saw how Qin Wentian and Little Rascal were acting.
"Brother Qin, this pet is very adorable. Why don't you let these demonic beasts play with it? My demonic beast can go and play as well."
"Right, since we are feeling bored, why don't all of you let your demonic beasts spar and play with Brother Qin's pet."
Qin Wentian coldly laughed in his heart. These people sure changed their attitude quickly. Since this was the case, he would just play with them.
"Okay. Little Rascal, go and play with these greater demonic beasts. Don't bite them." Qin Wentian was placed in a difficult position. Little Rascal's chubby body leaped out and arrived at the public square in front of them. "This baobao will definitely let you all know how powerful I am."
"What an interesting little fellow." The others waved their hands as their demonic beasts flew over and hovered in the air, surrounding Little Rascal. It was as though they were really teasing a pet. The baleful aura of the white tiger towered up into the sky, its eyes flashing with an intense killing intent. Qin Wentian turned his gaze to the owner of the white tiger, the young man who spoke earlier. A cold light flickered in the eyes of the owner of the white tiger. Evidently, he wanted to kill Little Rascal. How could it be as simple as playing?
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