Ye Futian listened quietly. When Yun Qianmo finished, he asked again, "Is there anything higher than upper-level noble fate?"
Yun Qianmo's eyes widened. Looking at him, she asked quietly, "Higher?"
"Yes." Ye Futian nodded. Looking at Yun Qianmo, he said, "Only upper-level noble fate doesn't show the difference between me and them."
"…"
Yun Qianmo blinked and stared at the figure before her. His eyes were clear and natural. She really wanted to ask if he was serious.
Although Ye Futian was extremely talented and had done things that no one before could do in the Cang Mountain Relic, the Cang Mountain Relic was only a relic outside the Qianmeng City. The people active in the city were only from the Qianmeng area. There was clearly a huge difference between the geniuses here and those raised by the top forces of the Eastern Barren Territory.
Hearing Ye Futian's words, Yu Sheng was calm. He was used to it.
"Never heard of it," Yun Qianmo said.
"Oh." Ye Futian nodded. "When we get back to Qianmeng City, can you get a map of the Ancient Barren World?"
"A rough map is fine." Yun Qianmo nodded.
"Alright." Ye Futian nodded. Then, he looked ahead as if he was thinking about something.
The war between the Nandou Nation and the Cangye Kingdom should've erupted now. Luo Junlin should've entered the Royal Xuan Temple to cultivate. If Luo Junlin established himself in the Royal Xuan Temple and could influence them to help him, it would be a disaster for the Cangye Kingdom.
There were many Noble Plane cultivators in the top forces of the Eastern Barren Territory. If Luo Junlin's talent was truly outstanding, perhaps he could really make them help him. Though this was the worst case scenario, it couldn't be ignored. In the Ancient Barren World, he had to be outstanding enough. At least, he had to surpass Luo Junlin. That way, he'd be able to take the initiative in the future and wouldn't have to experience what happened in Donghai City.
Back then, Emperor Luo's decree was like an undefeatable power to him. If the Royal Xuan Temple followed Emperor Luo's example, it would be the same. He wouldn't allow something like this to happen to him again.
Of course, this was the worst-case scenario. Normally speaking, as a top force in the Eastern Barren Territory, the Royal Xuan Temple's higher-ups would not participate in the conflicts of the Hundred Lands.
After returning to Qianmeng City, Ye Futian didn't return to the inn. Yun Qianmo found an independent pavilion to stay in. It was grand and grand. Ye Futian secretly praised the servant girl.
It was much more convenient to have a Sect Leader's disciple as a servant.
In the courtyard of the palace, Ye Futian was cultivating alone. He was practicing his fist techniques, and his fate exploded, soaring upwards. There seemed to be a powerful will on him, causing even a simple punch to seem to be imbued with the power of will. However, the power of the will was rather heterogeneous because it came from different sources. There was the will of the guqin, the will of the sword, the will of the wind, and the will of many demonic beasts. All of these wills were mixed together and turned into fate.
However, with the Fate attached to his body, he was still much stronger than before. Will was a true form of strength and could be used in battle. If he could really obtain enough Fate to transform into Noble Fate and Noble Level Will, the increase in strength would definitely be terrifying.
The Ancient Barren World was indeed a wondrous world.
After cultivating martial arts for a while, Ye Futian practiced the guqin. The music was melodious and contained the will of the guqin. The artistic conception was even stronger.
At this time, a graceful figure walked towards Ye Futian. It was Yun Qianmo who had just returned.
She walked in front of Ye Futian and saw that he was still playing the guqin quietly. When he played, his entire temperament seemed to change.
The music gradually faded until it stopped. Ye Futian looked up at Yun Qianmo.
"This is the map of the Ancient Barren World." Yun Qianmo handed the map to Ye Futian.
The Guqin Spirit disappeared. Ye Futian spread the map on the table before him.
"The Qianmeng City we're at now is here." Yun Qianmo pointed in a direction on the map. Ye Futian looked over and saw that there was already a mark there. The words "Qianmeng City" were carved on it.
Ye Futian looked down from Qianmeng City and saw a barren land. At the end of the barren land was the border of the Ancient Barren World. That should be where he entered, the entrance to the Hundred Lands.
The entrance to the Hundred Lands had just opened so there were no marks or cities there. It was just a barren land.
Qianmeng City was the closest city to the Hundred Lands.
Looking up, there were a few cities near Qianmeng City. Ye Futian asked, "Do these cities correspond to the outside world?"
"Yes." Yun Qianmo nodded and said, "These cities all correspond to places similar to the Qianmeng area. Among them, this city is the center. It's called Loulan City and was built by Ancient Loulan. Ancient Loulan rules many kingdoms and is the most powerful force in this area because Ancient Loulan is the center of this area."
Ye Futian nodded and continued looking up. He pointed at a place in the center of the map and said, "In Qianmeng City, Loulan City is the center. But if we use this city as a coordinate, Loulan City is only the periphery."
The area around the city Ye Futian was pointing at was densely packed with cities. If the cities around Loulan City formed a region, then there were many such regions around this city.
Yun Qianmo pointed at a circle around the city and said, "Look here. These places are all entrances to the top forces of the Eastern Barren Territory. They occupy different directions and exist independently. These places form the center of the Ancient Barren World. In the outside world, this place is the center of the Eastern Barren Territory. The city you pointed at is the absolute center of the Ancient Barren World. Very few people from the Qianmeng area go to the Barren City."
Yun Qianmo was a disciple of a powerful force in the Qianmeng area. People like her would be relatively safe in the Qianmeng City. Even people like Ruo Yu, who were weaker, wouldn't dare to touch them. However, it was different outside. Everything was unknown.
Therefore, only those who were confident enough in their own abilities dared to explore the various cities of the Ancient Barren World. Many of the prides of the Qianmeng area would head to the Loulan City in the center of this area. However, no one dared to go to a place like the Barren City. The top prides of the Qianmeng area would probably have to keep a low profile there.
It was no wonder that the Ancient Barren World was both a path to the Noble Plane and a passageway. Theoretically, one could go to any place in the Eastern Barren Territory from the Ancient Barren World. Furthermore, it greatly shortened the distance. With their Dharma Plane, it would be impossible for them to cross the Eastern Barren Territory in the outside world.
"I'll take you to the Barren City to see if there's a chance." Ye Futian smiled at Yun Qianmo.
Yun Qianmo glanced at him. He wanted to go to the Barren City at the Glory Plane? They'd only known each other for a short while and she already felt that this guy's brain was different from others.
"Where's the relic with the strongest fate near Qianmeng City?" Ye Futian asked.
"Just call me when you want to go," Yun Qianmo said directly. Ye Futian looked at her in surprise. It seemed that she'd thought about it long ago. Perhaps she was also looking forward to that place.
"Alright, I'm going to cultivate for a while. I'll find you if there's anything," Ye Futian said with a nod. With the fate on him, he planned to familiarize himself with it and stabilize his plane. After all, he was already at the peak of the Glory Plane and could break through to the Dharma Plane at any time.
…
Many people knew about what happened in the Cang Mountain Relic in Qianmeng City. It was said that a person in the Glory Plane had comprehended the true meaning of the four walls of the Cang Mountain Relic and could communicate with the wall's intent to fight, easily killing cultivators in the Dharma Plane.
Moreover, the pride of the Sword Clan, Yun Qianmo, had agreed to be his servant.
When this news spread, many prides of the Qianmeng area were interested. Yun Qianmo was actually someone else's servant and a person in the Glory Plane at that. Many people used this as an excuse to mock the Sword Clan.
The Sword Clan disciples in Qianmeng City were slightly embarrassed. Many people asked about Yun Qianmo's whereabouts.
On this day, many figures appeared outside the pavilion where Ye Futian's group lived. A group of people were confronting Yun Qianmo.
Right now, there was a young man facing Yun Qianmo. He looked extraordinary but his face was filled with anger.
"Senior Brother Yang, what's the matter?" Yun Qianmo asked coldly.
The other was her senior brother from the Sword Clan, also a disciple of the head of the clan, Yang Ziqi.
"Don't you know that this will affect the clan's reputation?" Yang Ziqi asked.
"This is my personal choice. It has nothing to do with the clan," Yun Qianmo said.
"Since you're from the Sword Clan, how can it have nothing to do with you? Don't you understand that gossip is a fearful thing?" Yang Ziqi was angry.
"I don't care," Yun Qianmo said calmly.
"I care," Yang Ziqi said coldly.
"So what?" Yun Qianmo replied coolly.
Just then, Ye Futian's group walked out of the pavilion.
"What happened?" Ye Futian asked.
"Nothing," Yun Qianmo replied. Yang Ziqi looked at Ye Futian. His expression suddenly sharpened and a faint sword intent pierced towards Ye Futian.
"Is that him?" Yang Ziqi asked.
"It has nothing to do with you." Yun Qianmo's frown deepened.
"He's quite handsome." Yang Ziqi smirked. Ye Futian's expression was strange. He knew he was handsome but it was still awkward for a man.
"So you're willing to be a servant and serve him wholeheartedly?" Yang Ziqi's expression was ugly. His words seemed to be implying something.
Yun Qianmo naturally understood. Her expression suddenly turned cold and sword intent filled the air.
Harshness flashed through Yang Ziqi's eyes. He glanced at Ye Futian and said coldly, "How does it feel to be served by the pride of the Sword Clan?"
"Get out," Yun Qianmo said coldly.
"You're protecting me now?" Yang Ziqi's expression was twisted. He stared at Ye Futian and said, "I hope you can handle it."
With that, he turned to leave. Murderous intent flashed through his eyes.
He'd once pursued Yun Qianmo but was rejected. Now, Yun Qianmo was someone else's servant. One could imagine how he felt.
The surrounding people watched all this with interest. They were wondering if Yun Qianmo had "served" Ye Futian.
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