At Ye Futian's words, everyone's eyes fell on him.
A Nine-star Glory Plane cultivator was telling a sixth-level Dharma Plane cultivator, "Do you want to die?"
However, Ye Futian's eyes were sharp. His aura gave off a faint sense of pressure. It didn't seem to be a threat. But where did he get his confidence from?
At least, where did he get the right to say such things?
Yan Lu raised an eyebrow. The sword intent around him was still there. He glanced behind Lin Yueyao and the guards stepped forward. This was probably where Ye Futian's confidence came from.
"You can try," Yan Lu said coldly, staring at Ye Futian.
As his voice rang out, the surrounding space seemed to freeze. The people on the stone wall all quietly watched the battle.
Ye Futian's expression was icy.
"Enough." But at this time, Ruo Yu walked up and stood in front of Ye Futian. "Senior Brother Yan, you've gone too far."
"Come back," Ruo Qiu scolded when she saw Ruo Yu run out.
"Shut up." Ruo Yu stared at Ruo Qiu. "This entire thing started because of you. Ye Futian treated us to a meal the first time we met. It's fine if you're not grateful but why did you say such ugly things when we got back to the inn? What motives do you have? Didn't you want to know how I learned my swordsmanship? Ye Futian taught me. "
Everyone's eyes froze. Ye Futian taught Ruo Yu the stone wall swordsmanship? How was that possible?
"You must be joking," Ruo Qiu said coldly.
"Do I look like I'm joking?" Ruo Yu said coldly. Ruo Qiu and the others looked at her strangely. Ye Futian taught Ruo Yu the stone wall swordsmanship?
"Are you telling the truth?" Yun Qianmo walked up and stood in the air. She looked down and asked.
"Absolutely. Otherwise, how could I learn the stone wall swordsmanship?" Ruo Yu looked at Yun Qianmo. "Senior Sister Yun, this is all my sister's fault. Ye Futian has never done anything wrong to us. Senior Sister Yun, please tell Senior Brother Yan and the others to stop."
Yun Qianmo looked at Ye Futian. He stood there calmly. As if feeling her gaze, he looked up at her.
"Was it music?" Yun Qianmo looked at Ye Futian and guessed that the music was unusual.
"You want to learn?" Ye Futian smiled at Yun Qianmo.
Yun Qianmo stared at him and said, "If you are willing, you are a friend of the Sword Clan. In Qianmeng City, the Sword Clan will protect your safety."
If they could become friends, he would naturally forget about today's matter. There was no need to say anything more.
Ye Futian lifted his head to look at Yun Qianmo's face. She was very pretty and had a hint of arrogance and coldness. As the top disciple of the Sword Clan, she had the right to say such things.
"You want to learn? Sure." Ye Futian smiled. Then, he walked towards the music wall by the sea. Ye Wuchen, Lin Yueyao, and the others all followed him.
The music wall was at the highest point. Ye Futian sat cross-legged and released his Guqin Spirit. His fingers plucked at the strings. Immediately, music sounded and artistic conception was born.
Then, there seemed to be a magical artistic conception on the music wall. It seemed to resonate with Ye Futian's music.
On Cang Mountain, a white-robed figure played the guqin. Sword intent appeared, roc birds appeared, and waves crashed against the shore. When this artistic conception descended, the four walls seemed to resonate with the music.
On the sword wall, the sword intent followed the music and headed towards Yan Lu. Immediately, it burrowed into his eardrums.
In that instant, Yan Lu felt himself in that magical artistic conception. He saw swords. The swords in the artistic conception of the stone wall.
The swords turned into thousands of strands of rain, cutting through everything.
"No …" Suddenly, everyone heard Yan Lu roar. Everyone's hearts trembled as they looked towards him.
In the next moment, a shocking scene appeared. Everyone felt Yan Lu's body fly up. Sword Qi rampaged and bloomed wildly from his body.
However, at that moment, there seemed to be an endless rain of Sword Will around his body. Tearing sounds could be heard continuously. His clothes were torn to shreds and bloody marks appeared on his body. There was even a bloody mark on his neck.
With a scream, Yan Lu fell to the ground. His wrist, which was holding the sword, was bleeding.
His body was trembling unceasingly and his eyes were filled with fear. The artistic conception that appeared in his mind, the endless rain of sword intent, was about to drown him. The sword intent had turned into a real sword, and he couldn't block it at all.
Everyone looked shocked as they looked at the wall of swords. At that moment, they were shocked to discover that the poem on the wall actually emanated a terrifying will of swordsmanship. It bloomed directly and seemed to have merged with the music of the guqin. Dazzling sword light could be faintly seen.
Ye Futian had used the music to attract the stone wall's intent and attacked Yan Lu.
"Do you still want to try?" The music stopped. Ye Futian looked down at Yan Lu. Everyone's hearts trembled. Thinking of how Yan Lu had told him to try, Ye Futian really wanted to try.
Ruo Qiu, Ruo Yu, Wang Jue, and the others were also shocked. They looked at Yan Lu's miserable state and then at Ye Futian.
The big boy who had been smiling politely and seemed easy to talk to changed drastically when he played the guqin. His handsome face was cold and unparalleled. Behind him, Yu Sheng, Ye Wuchen, and Lin Yueyao stood there quietly.
At that moment, everyone finally understood why Lin Yueyao would say such things to Ye Futian. She was willing to train with him. Perhaps only they knew how outstanding Ye Futian was.
He used the music to teach artistic conception. He even let Ruo Yu learn sword techniques that Yun Qianmo could not comprehend.
He comprehended the stone wall that no one had ever comprehended before. He communicated with it and even made the walls around him resonate.
He comprehended everything in the Cang Mountain Relic alone. How terrifying was his talent? For so many years, countless people from the Qianmeng area had entered the Ancient Barren World to comprehend the Cang Mountain Relic. However, no one had ever done what he did today. It was just one of the relics in the Ancient Barren World, but it was clear how monstrous this handsome figure was.
Yan Lu's face was pale. He felt a chill. Seeing everyone's eyes on him, he gritted his teeth and didn't speak.
"You think I'm joking with you? I'll give you one more chance. Do you want to die? "Ye Futian said coldly. Before, he'd asked if Yan Lu wanted to die and Yan Lu had replied," Try me. "
Now, did he still have the courage to reply?
Ye Futian's hands were on the strings again as if he could play at any time. Yan Lu's face was pale. He lowered his head and said, "No."
Ye Futian looked at him mockingly, then looked away as if he did not care about Yan Luo at all. Yan Luo's face was livid and he was extremely embarrassed. Behind him, Ruo Qiu and the others watched this scene speechlessly.
Yun Qianmo, Liu Yuan, and everyone else around the Cang Mountain Relic all looked at Ye Futian.
"You've comprehended the four stone walls. Does that mean you've also comprehended the artistic conception of this golden-winged roc stone wall?" Someone asked. It was Liu Yuan. The wall he was comprehending had powerful wind intent. If he could comprehend it, it would be very beneficial to him. It wouldn't just increase his fate.
"What do you think?" Ye Futian said, smiling.
"With the help of the wall intent, how much power can you use?" Liu Yuan asked, staring at Ye Futian.
"You want to try too?" Ye Futian asked Liu Yuan.
"How about we be friends?" Liu Yuan suddenly said, smiling.
"Friends?" Ye Futian laughed mockingly. He had to be friends if he wanted to pass on the wall intent? Otherwise, would he be an enemy?
Lowering his head, Ye Futian played the guqin again. As the music spread, the wall intent descended again. The four walls glowed at the same time.
Waves of artistic conception descended with the music. Then, the artistic conception drilled into the ears of Ye Wuchen, Lin Yueyao, and the others. Even the guards behind Lin Yueyao felt the artistic conception. Their hearts trembled. Looking at the stone walls, they began to comprehend as if no one else was around.
Seeing this, everyone frowned. Was he passing on the artistic conception with the music? And he was doing it in front of everyone.
Many people were envious and jealous. If they could comprehend the Cang Mountain Relic, they would definitely receive a lot of fate. Moreover, this intent was suitable for cultivation and could increase their combat ability. It would be good for their future cultivation.
In particular, many people here were very suitable for cultivating the wall intent. For example, the Sword Clan was very suitable for the sword wall.
The ironic thing was that the Sword Clan had the chance to be friends with Ye Futian, but they chose to be enemies.
Since Ye Futian could teach Ruo Yu, he clearly didn't care. He could teach anyone as long as they were his friends.
Moreover, the Cang Mountain Relic wasn't the only relic in the Ancient Barren World. With Ye Futian's extraordinary talent, he probably wouldn't need to rely on stealing fate. He would be able to comprehend the noble fate with just his comprehension.
"Are you happy now?" Ruo Yu stared coldly at her sister Ruo Qiu. "What does Ye Futian want from you?"
Ruo Qiu's expression darkened. They'd thought that Yan Lu was extremely talented but he couldn't withstand a single blow from Ye Futian and was humiliated. A beauty like Lin Yueyao was willing to follow him. What did Ye Futian want from her? What did she have that was worth Ye Futian scheming against?
Now that she thought about it, their so-called scheming was just the heart of a villain.
She had the chance to obtain the Cang Mountain Relic and comprehend it all. She even had the chance to cultivate with Ye Futian.
She looked around the relic. Many people wanted to learn, but no one dared to act rashly. A person in the Glory Plane was playing the guqin alone, and yet everyone was stunned.
"What do you want?" Yun Qianmo suddenly asked.
Ye Futian looked up and smiled at Yun Qianmo. "You gave me a choice before so I'll give you a choice too. I'm not familiar with the Ancient Barren World and I lack a servant. I can consider you."
As soon as Ye Futian said this, Yun Qianmo, Ruo Qiu, and the others froze. The others also looked at Ye Futian, speechless.
He wanted Yun Qianmo, the top disciple of the Sword Clan, to be his servant?
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