Divine Sky City, Starry School, Son's Palace.
Ye Futian and the others were currently cultivating on the training platform. News of what had happened in Zhaixing House had already spread throughout the Top Three Schools. Many people exclaimed that Ye Futian indeed had the potential to surpass Long Yitian. Many Starry School disciples were even slightly jealous of Ye Futian.
The College Chief was too nice to Ye Futian. Not only did he hold a ceremony that shook the entire Divine Sky City, but he had also personally gone to Zhaixing House just to help Ye Futian obtain the Polearm of Zhaixing House.
Rumor had it that Ye Futian had received the divine teachings in the Martial Arts Battlefield. Now that the Polearm of Divine Destruction had returned and he had received the teachings of the Starry Divine Path, his abilities would definitely be even more terrifying. This caused the other disciples of the Starry School who were below the Noble Plane to feel despair. They had no chance of fighting Ye Futian anymore.
Even outstanding people like Long Mu and Jin Yunxiao would not be able to catch up to him. They would only be left further and further behind.
Perhaps from the day that the Son was crowned, Starry School was destined to belong to Ye Futian, just like Long Yitian back then.
However, Ye Futian did not think of himself as an outsider. On the training platform, he wielded the Polearm of Divine Destruction and swung it with great difficulty. It was not smooth and natural.
The Polearm of Divine Destruction weighed 45,000 kilograms. It was forged from the stars and meteorites above the Nine Heavens. Even though it had shrunk to two meters, its weight did not decrease at all. One could imagine how it felt to wield a ritual implement that weighed 45,000 kilograms.
That day at Zhaixing House, when he fought with Mu Zhifan, he had activated the Saint's Will and resonated with the ritual implement. He had also released his Dharma to amplify his power, which was why he could use such amazing staff techniques. But now, he was only using his own strength to wield the Polearm of Divine Destruction. It was torture. Not long after, he felt his arm muscles ache. Frustrated, he stopped and stood with the Polearm of Divine Destruction in his hand. The moment the Polearm of Divine Destruction landed, it made a huge sound and cracks appeared on the training platform.
"This …" Ye Futian looked at the cracked platform speechlessly. Then he looked at the ritual implement in his hand with a strange expression.
Yu Sheng and Ye Wuchen were also speechless when they saw this. Loulan Xue whispered, "If a pure sorcerer were to carry it, they probably wouldn't be able to lift it."
Ye Futian nodded. His sorcery and martial arts were both in the Middle Arcana Plane. His physique was extremely strong, but even so, it was a little difficult for him. Of course, no sorcerer would take such a divine weapon. It was purely to cause trouble for themselves.
"Yu Sheng, come and try," Ye Futian said.
Yu Sheng nodded and walked forward to take the Polearm of Divine Destruction from Ye Futian's hands. He waved the polearm in a disorganized manner, but the wind howled and a terrifying pressure enveloped the space.
"Stop, stop." Ye Futian shouted. Yu Sheng turned around and looked at him in confusion. Ye Futian said, "That's enough. Actually, I'm fine too."
As he said this, he took the Polearm of Divine Destruction again and activated the Imperial Tactics. He waved the long polearm. His movements were slow, but each swing seemed to contain an unparalleled spirit. Gradually, an invisible airflow flowed in the air, as if there was a terrifying gravity.
Loulan Xue looked at Ye Futian and smiled. As a cold beauty, she looked even more alluring when she smiled. Ye Futian had wanted to let Yu Sheng experience it just now, but he had not expected Yu Sheng to swing it so naturally. He must have felt embarrassed and forced himself to practice again.
Now that she had followed Ye Futian for a long time, she naturally knew the characteristics of these people. Ye Futian and Yu Sheng both cultivated extremely powerful martial arts techniques. Ye Futian refined his body with the Roc, the True Dragon, and the Divine Ape. He also had a powerful martial arts technique that gave people the illusion of an emperor when he activated it. She did not know that the technique was called the Imperial Tactics. If it was activated with the will of the emperor, it would be like a real emperor descending to the world.
Yu Sheng cultivated a very mysterious technique that was extremely painful to cultivate. Loulan Xue had seen it quite a few times. It was as if a demon had possessed him. It was frighteningly ferocious. That kind of technique was practically self-harming. It stimulated the hidden power in the body. Coupled with Yu Sheng's natural divine strength, in terms of power, Yu Sheng might even be above Ye Futian.
Ye Wuchen was a pure swordsman. His heart of the sword was strong and pure.
Ye Futian was the most talented. He was skilled in all elements and cultivated in a variety of ways. Yu Sheng was simple and violent, while Ye Wuchen was pure. The three of them had distinct characteristics.
It could be said that she had watched the three of them grow. Back in the Ancient Loulan City in the Ancient Barren World, they had only just entered the Dharma Plane.
At this moment, Ye Futian was also gradually getting into the groove. As he waved his staff, his movements gradually became smooth, like moving clouds and flowing water.
However, it was still very taxing. Every once in a while, Ye Futian would stop to rest and comprehend the three beams of divine light. His power increased bit by bit, and his power also continued to grow.
Cultivating with the Divine Destruction Polearm that weighed 45,000 kilograms, his power naturally increased quickly.
Half a month later, Ye Futian broke through to the sixth level of the Arcana Plane, the pinnacle of the Middle Arcana Plane.
A few days later, Yu Sheng also broke through to the pinnacle of the Middle Arcana Plane.
After that, Ye Wuchen broke through to the Upper Arcana Plane with his sword.
The group had gained a lot in the Martial Arts Battlefield. They had even obtained the sage martial arts fate that guarded the eighth level of the Divine Bridge. Now that they were gradually digesting it and using it on their own abilities, breaking through to the next level was naturally a matter of time.
…
The Celestial Pavilion was still considered Ye Futian's property. However, in reality, Ye Futian had already become the Son of the Starry School and did not lack cultivation resources. A month ago, the College Chief had personally gone to the Zhaixing House for him and obtained a treasure.
Thus, to Ye Futian, his identity as the Pavilion Master of the Celestial Pavilion was no longer important.
However, it was different for Shen Yu. She had been full of energy these days. Ye Futian had left the Celestial Pavilion to her to manage. With the help of the Dragon Clan, no one dared to cause trouble. In the past, Shen Yu had only been a receptionist in the Celestial Pavilion. Now, she had become half the owner of the Celestial Pavilion. Her life had undergone a qualitative change.
At that moment, Shen Yu was walking in the Celestial Pavilion. She suddenly stopped and looked at a girl. The girl was very beautiful and there was a hint of coldness and elegance in her aura. However, she seemed to have put down her pride and was receiving guests from the Celestial Pavilion, just like she had done in the past.
She seemed to have seen this girl before. This girl had spoken to Ye Futian before. Why was she working at the Celestial Pavilion now?
At that moment, two figures entered the Celestial Pavilion and walked towards the girl. One of the girls was equally beautiful and the two actually looked similar.
"Yurou, what are you doing?" Wang Yuqing looked at her sister. She had actually come to the Celestial Pavilion to do chores like a servant.
"It's none of your business," Wang Yurou said.
"Come with me."
Wang Yuqing looked at Wang Yurou. Wang Yuqing looked at Wang Yurou. She only knew that her sister was here after Jiang Nan told her. These days, her relationship with Jiang Nan was very tense. Jiang Nan kept pestering her but she did not want to care anymore. In the past, to her, Jiang Nan was an extremely talented senior brother. However, because of what happened to Ye Futian, she felt that Jiang Nan was narrow-minded. Of course, she also had her own problems, so she did not want to continue being with Jiang Nan.
However, not long ago, Jiang Nan told her that her sister was actually a servant here.
"I still have things to do. You can leave," Wang Yurou said coldly.
"What can the Celestial Pavilion give you?" Jiang Nan looked at Wang Yurou and asked emotionlessly. Wang Yurou glanced at him coldly. She really did not like this person. Back then, when Jiang Nan had welcomed her back at the Celestial Pavilion, he had constantly mocked Ye Futian. Her sister's relationship with Ye Futian was probably so tense because of this person.
"It has nothing to do with you," Wang Yurou said coldly.
"I can give you double. Why don't you be my servant and serve me in the future?" Jiang Nan stared at Wang Yurou. Ye Futian's matter was also a huge blow to him. Now, he was the unparalleled Son and all the glory was gathered on him. What was Jiang Nan? Because on the day of the examination, he had humiliated Ye Futian in front of everyone, causing him to lose all his face. Even now, people laughed at him because of this. His fellow disciples in the Starry School kept their distance from him.
The woman he was about to get, Wang Yuqing, was also avoiding him now. Because of Ye Futian, he had lost a lot and his reputation was ruined.
Now, Wang Yurou actually came to Ye Futian's Celestial Pavilion to be a servant. He was extremely unhappy.
"Scram."
Wang Yurou glanced at Jiang Nan coldly. Hearing her words, Jiang Nan's face darkened. Then he sneered and said, "Wang Yuqing, your sister would rather be a servant than leave with you. It seems that she wants to serve someone else." Wang Yuqing's face darkened.
"You two."
Just then, Shen Yu walked over. Looking at Jiang Nan and Wang Yuqing, she said, "If there's nothing else, please do as you please. Don't disturb the people of the Celestial Pavilion."
Jiang Nan's gaze landed on Shen Yu. She was youthful and beautiful. Her graceful figure revealed a bit of pure beauty. Now, she also had a bit of an experienced aura.
"If I remember correctly, you also worked here before, right? Who are you now? How can you speak to me like this?" Jiang Nan asked, looking at Shen Yu.
"I'm the manager of the Celestial Pavilion now. You are not welcome here. Please leave," Shen Yu said coldly.
"From servant to manager?" Jiang Nan sneered. "What did you pay?"
His tone was slightly evil, and his eyes swept up and down Shen Yu's beautiful figure. His meaning was self-evident. Shen Yu's expression changed instantly, but Jiang Nan looked at Wang Yurou and said, "No wonder you also want to be a maidservant here. It seems that you also have the same idea."
"Someone, throw him out," Shen Yu said coldly.
"I'm a disciple of the Starry School. You dare?" Jiang Nan said coldly.
"Shen Yu." Suddenly, a voice sounded. Shen Yu looked over and saw a group of people walking in. She could not help but be surprised.
"Pavilion Leader," Shen Yu shouted. The others also bowed and greeted her. It was Ye Futian's group.
Jiang Nan's expression changed. Why did he return to the Celestial Pavilion?
"Be polite to the Starry School disciples," Ye Futian said. Shen Yu was stunned while Jiang Nan sneered in his heart.
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