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Home > Fantasy > The Legend of Futian > Chapter 1040

Chapter 1040

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After Ye Futian and the others left, Jueying Palace had been reduced to ruins. Many people had fallen here.

Everything in Jueying Palace had been plundered. Many people stood in the air above the ruins, their hearts uneasy.

Jueying Palace had been destroyed just like that. Even though Jueying Palace was not a top holy land, it still had the Jueying Sword Saint, and he was not weak. In this area, Jueying Palace was a very famous place.

And all of this had happened because of Pei Qianying.

But who would have thought that Pei Qianying's attack on someone from the Lower Worlds would cause such a storm, and even bring disaster to Jueying Palace?

When Pei Qianying had stripped away Ye Wuchen's life spirit and threatened to wait for Gu Dongliu and the others in the Ninth Layer of Heaven, no one had thought anything wrong. The world of cultivation was cruel. If the cultivators of the Lower Worlds did not have enough strength, they would not be qualified to take Renhuang's sword will.

However, Ye Wuchen's good friend, the peerless White-haired Palace Lord of the Nine States, was domineering and decisive. He had fought his way to the Ninth Layer of Heaven and destroyed Pei Qianying's life spirit in front of everyone, ending his path of cultivation. Now, he had destroyed Jueying Palace.

He had attacked like thunder. He had not sent a letter of challenge, not even a word. The Sword Saint of the Void had carved a matrix in the sky, and a sword had fallen from the sky, severely wounding the Jueying Sword Saint. He had not even had a chance to escape. How decisive and ruthless was this?

He had not been named the Princess' valet for long, and now he had destroyed a holy land. It was crazy.

The news spread quickly, and people continued to gather. They saw what had happened to Jueying Sword Palace, and even some people from holy lands had arrived.

After a long time, a group of people appeared in the sky above Jueying Palace. One of them was a woman with a frosty face. She said coldly, "How dare he?"

"Disciples of Lihen Heaven." Someone looked at the group. The woman who spoke was Feng Xiao, Pei Qianying's senior sister.

Now, Pei Qianying's body was still below. He had been killed with a sword through the throat.

Many people wondered what Lihen Heaven would think this time.

Lihen Heaven had played an important role in this matter. Ye Futian had destroyed the Jueying Sword Saint because the Jueying Sword Saint and Pei Qianying had instigated Lihen Heaven to act.

Moreover, the relationship between Lihen Heaven and the Jueying Sword Palace was unusual. Pei Qianying was a disciple of Lihen Heaven.

Not only that, but the Jueying Sword Saint and Lihen Heaven also had a history. Back then, the Jueying Sword Saint had once studied under an extraordinary figure in Lihen Heaven. Later, he had the opportunity to prove the Divine Path and establish the Jueying Palace. Because of this relationship, after the Jueying Sword Saint had discovered Pei Qianying's talent in swordsmanship, he had also sent him to Lihen Heaven and valued him greatly.

Now that Jueying Palace had been destroyed, Lihen Heaven must have felt the sharpness of Ye Futian.

Not long ago, the people of Lihen Heaven had attacked Ye Futian and the others. If Ye Futian had been strong enough, he would have destroyed more than just Jueying Palace.

"Junior Sister, let's go back and report this to Master." Mo Li said to Fengxiao. Fengxiao's eyes were extremely cold, but she still nodded and the two of them left together.

Was Ye Futian acting so presumptuously just because he was conferred the title by Emperor Xia?

After the news spread, many people had a deeper impression of Ye Futian. The cultivators who often appeared in the Cottage also left, not daring to stay nearby to monitor Ye Futian's movements. The shock of the destruction of Jueying Palace was obvious.

Many people were waiting for the reaction of Lihen Heaven. In the outside world, many people were wondering if Wang Chuan, the disciple of Lihen Heaven, would come down the mountain.

With the battle of the Ninth Layer of Heaven all those years ago, as well as Yu Sheng's crushing of Lu Cheng, plus Ye Futian's reputation in the Nine States, to absolutely suppress Ye Futian, it was probably only the first person below Saint Plane in Lihen Heaven, the peerless figure who had the reputation of being the best below Saint Plane, and the direct disciple of the Swordmaster of Lihen, Wang Chuan, could do it.

Since Emperor Xia had conferred the title to Ye Futian, it was destined that Lihen Heaven would not bully the weak. If a Saint were to act against Ye Futian, who would be slapping in the face?

The close attendant of the princess meant that Ye Futian was now one of Xia Qingyuan's people, and he had been conferred the title by Emperor Xia. If Lihen Heaven wanted to get back at him, only those below Saint Plane could do it.

However, at this level, except for Wang Chuan, the first person below Saint Plane in Lihen Heaven, who dared to say that they could beat Ye Futian?

The peerless figure in the Nine States this time was not simple.

But Lihen Heaven was different from Jueying Sword Palace. What kind of force was Lihen Heaven? The number one holy land of swordsmanship in Emperor Xia's Realm, Jueying Palace, was nothing in front of Lihen Heaven. A force like Lihen Heaven would not necessarily care too much about what had happened before. After all, it was only a matter of the cultivators of the Sword Saint of Liyang, and Pei Qianying was also a disciple of the Sword Saint of Liyang.

Therefore, whether or not Wang Chuan, the direct disciple of the Swordmaster of Lihen, would act was something no one could say for sure.

Just as everyone was guessing, the heat of the matter gradually died down. Emperor Xia's Realm was about to usher in another grand event, and all of Emperor Xia's Realm was paying attention to it.

Old Man Xiao of the Xiao clan was about to hold a birthday banquet, which was enough to cause a great stir.

Old Man Xiao himself was at the top of the Saint Plane, and his strength was extremely strong. What was even more powerful was that he gave birth to the number one beauty of Emperor Xia's Realm, who was valued by Emperor Xia, and became the famous Queen Xiao.

Moreover, she gave birth to Emperor Xia's most beloved little princess, Xia Qingyuan.

One could imagine what kind of status Old Man Xiao had in Emperor Xia's Realm.

On the day of the birthday banquet, there would probably be congratulations from all sides.

Queen Xiao might even appear.

If Queen Xiao went to the birthday banquet, then Old Man Xiao's granddaughter, Xia Qingyuan, would most likely be there as well.

Ye Futian knew about this because of an invitation. The Xiao clan had specially sent someone to invite them to the birthday banquet.

In the cottage, Ye Futian looked at the invitation in his hand, then smiled and said, "To be able to receive an invitation from the family of Emperor Xia's father-in-law, does this mean that the Upper Worlds have recognized us?"

"Perhaps the people of the Xiao clan want to see the current influential figures of Emperor Xia's Realm." Gu Dongliu, who was in front of Ye Futian, said, "Do you plan to attend the banquet?"

"Of course, how could I not give them face?" Ye Futian looked at his third brother and smiled.

The Xiao clan was considered a relative of the Emperor, right?

And they themselves were extremely powerful. One could imagine the status of such a force.

"Yes." Gu Dongliu nodded. "But the forces of the Upper Worlds are complicated. The birthday banquet of the Xiao clan must be a gathering of top figures from all sides. Let Yaya go with you."

"Third brother, Emperor Xia has conferred the title to Old Man Xiao. Old Man Xiao is the father of Queen Xiao and Xia Qingyuan's grandfather. The Xiao clan is safer than anywhere else. There is no need to worry about safety. I can go alone," Ye Futian said casually. Although there were three Saints by his side, they could not be harassed all the time.

Especially Yaya. Every time she attacked, she was the first to use the Sword Matrix of the Void to break the battle matrix of the Great Zhou Dynasty. She had also injured the Jueying Sword Saint with one blow. All of this had put a great burden on Yaya.

Gu Dongliu heard Ye Futian's words and did not say anything. He said indifferently, "You should cultivate to the Saint Plane as soon as possible. When that time comes, you will not be at a loss when facing Saints."

"I'm afraid I'm still far from the Saint Plane," Ye Futian said. The Saint Plane was all about resources and the state of mind. He had only cultivated for a short time, and his state of mind was not open enough. He needed more time to settle down before he had a chance to enter the Saint Plane.



A few days later, the day of Old Man Xiao's birthday banquet arrived.

The Xiao clan, which was located in the southern region of the Upper Worlds, was suddenly very lively. Cultivators from all over the Upper Worlds arrived one after another. Many of them were led by Saints. They had come to congratulate the Xiao clan and were all invited into the Xiao clan's manor.

Ye Futian and the others flew on their swords and landed outside the Xiao clan's manor. Many of the younger generation had come. He, Yu Sheng, Ye Wuchen, and the others were all there.

"Ye Futian has come to congratulate the Xiao clan." Ye Futian cupped his hands at the people outside the Xiao clan's manor. Immediately, they let Ye Futian and the others in.

Inside the manor, many people looked at him curiously.

"May I ask if you are Mr. Ye?" a beautiful maid came up and asked.

"Yes." Ye Futian nodded.

"Our young master invites Mr. Ye for a gathering," the maid said with a smile.

"And your young master is?" Ye Futian asked.

"Young Master Xiao Sheng," the maid said.

Ye Futian had learned a bit about the top figures in Emperor Xia's Realm, but the name Xiao Sheng was still a bit unfamiliar. However, Loulan Xue, who was beside him, reminded him. She transmitted her voice to him, "There are several top figures below the Saint Plane in Emperor Xia's Realm. Xiao Sheng is one of them. He is very famous. In the Xiao clan, Xiao Sheng has an extraordinary position and is being groomed as the future heir."

Ye Futian heard Loulan Xue's transmission and nodded slightly. He then smiled at the maid and said, "What business does Young Master Xiao have with me?"

He did not seem to know Xiao Sheng.

"It's not just Young Master Ye. Young Master Sheng has also invited many of the young talents who came today. He said that it's a little boring to be among the older generation, so he invited everyone to gather together," the maid explained.

"Very well." Ye Futian smiled and nodded. "Please lead the way."

The Xiao clan's manor was very big. The maid led Ye Futian and the others to a garden. At that moment, there were indeed many people already there. They were all young and distinguished figures.

Among them, Ye Futian saw a familiar face. It was Gu Mu, the young master of Jiutian Temple whom he had met a few years ago.

Gu Mu had been on good terms with Pei Qianying back then. Because Pei Qianying was extremely talented and cultivated in Lihen Heaven, Gu Mu had wanted to rope him in. Now that Pei Qianying had died at Ye Futian's hands, who knew what he would think?

But at that moment, Gu Mu looked at Ye Futian very calmly, without the slightest ripple of emotion.

Ye Futian had never seen the others before, but their temperaments were all extraordinary. They must all be people of extraordinary status.

The moment Ye Futian arrived, everyone's eyes immediately focused on him. Now, Ye Futian's reputation in the Upper Worlds was not small at all, especially among his peers.

As the master of this place, Xiao Sheng's eyes also fell on Ye Futian. He wore a long blue robe, and there was a faint smile in his eyes. He was extraordinarily handsome.

PS: Third update, 33,000 votes for three months, and I still don't have enough. I'm so tired!

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