In the blink of an eye, another 20 days had passed.
There was an undercurrent in the Barren State. News came from Crouching Dragon Mountain that Ye Futian would enter the Holy Zhi Palace in seven days.
The news shocked the Barren State and attracted the attention of many.
On Crouching Dragon Mountain, Zhuge Qingfeng looked at the young man before him. Ye Futian sat there cultivating quietly and seemed very calm.
His martial arts cultivation had also broken through to the level of a Grade One Noble. Regardless of whether he was a complete Grade One Noble or had matured rules, becoming a Sage was not far from him.
This should have been something to be happy about, but neither Ye Futian nor anyone else could feel happy at this time.
"What do you plan to do when you go to the Holy Zhi Palace?" Zhuge Qingfeng asked. Ye Futian naturally wanted to try. Otherwise, he would not have waited a month before entering the Holy Zhi Palace.
"I want to prove something," Ye Futian said.
"Prove what?" Zhuge Qingfeng asked.
"The Holy Zhi Palace has always firmly believed that they are right, and Liu Chan has never admitted his mistakes. He stubbornly believes in all the decisions he has made. I want to prove that he is wrong," Ye Futian said. "Of course, it is also possible that the Holy Zhi Palace will not give me a chance to prove myself."
As he said this, he laughed at himself. He was weak and had no right to negotiate too much, but he still could not get past himself. He wanted to try. Even if he failed, the situation would not be worse than it was now.
"It is also possible that even if you prove it, the Holy Zhi Palace will still not admit it," Zhuge Qingfeng said.
"Of course, but at least I tried," Ye Futian said.
"I will go with you," Zhuge Qingfeng said.
Ye Futian turned back and looked at the figure before him. Zhuge Qingfeng said, "Just like you said, if you don't go, Zhisheng Cliffs will not let the Zhuge family and Taihang Mountain go. If I don't go, will they let me go? I also hope that you can prove something. Even if the worst happens, I hope that the Holy Zhi Palace will protect the Zhuge family on account of me being a disciple of the Holy Zhi Palace. "
Regarding the matter between Gu Dongliu and Ye Futian, he was the one who decided to get involved. Many people in the Zhuge family did not agree, so the outcome of this matter was naturally borne by him. This was his responsibility as the head of the Zhuge family.
"Alright." Ye Futian smiled and nodded. There was a tinge of guilt in his heart. Back then, he had dragged Zhuge Qingfeng into the situation, and he had not expected things to turn out this way.
"There are still seven days left. I'll go out for a while." He vaguely knew what Ye Futian wanted to do. Since Ye Futian wanted to give it a try, then Zhuge Qingfeng also wanted to give it a try and fight for a sliver of a chance.
In the Green Lamp Temple of the Barren State, a woman dressed in plain clothes was accompanied by an ancient Buddha lamp. She held a scroll in her hand and read it quietly.
Beside her, the abbot of Qingdeng Temple, Zen Master Qingdeng, added some incense oil to the lamp beside her. After what seemed like a long time, the woman put down the scripture and said, "Master, since you have converted to Buddhism, you should let go of the worldly affairs. Why can't you?"
"In the mortal world, everyone has a place to come, and there will be a place to go. Since the matters of the past have not been settled, there is no way to go home," Zen Master Qingdeng said.
"Where is the way back?" The woman asked.
"Where the heart is, is the way home," Zen Master Qingdeng said.
"I understand." The woman nodded.
…
In the Book Mountain of the Eastern Barren Territory of the Barren State.
It was a quiet and peaceful place for cultivation. Although the ban in the Eastern Barren Territory had been lifted, the spread of news was still lagging behind. Only a few people knew what had happened in the Barren State.
At the top of the Book Mountain, a figure was sitting cross-legged. The Sword Saint was sitting there cultivating.
In the past few years, he had not needed to worry about the affairs of the College. He had spent all his time on cultivation, so he had now reached the Magi Plane. This plane was naturally invincible in the Eastern Barren Territory, but in the Barren State as a whole, it seemed to be nothing.
To be able to cultivate to such a plane in just a few years was already faster than his previous cultivation speed. If there had not been the changes in the Barren State, he would have become stronger step by step. But now, what had happened in the Barren State was beyond his ability.
A gust of wind blew. The Sword Saint opened his eyes and said softly, "Senior, you're here."
He turned around and saw a grey-robed figure standing there. There was no aura around the figure at all.
The Sword Saint was not surprised, as if he had known that he would come.
"Are you going to the Barren State?" the figure in gray asked the Sword Saint.
"Yes." The Sword Saint nodded. Regardless of whether it was within his ability or not, he had to go. After all, his juniors were involved.
"Although you have improved a lot in the past few years, you still have a long way to go," the figure in gray said.
"I know. That's why I'm waiting for you, senior," the Sword Saint said.
The figure in gray glanced at the Sword Saint coldly. At that moment, the Sword Saint felt as if he was in the depths of hell.
"Don't try to guess what I'm thinking in the future," the figure in gray said coldly. The grey-robed man coldly spoke. After that, he stretched out his hand and a saber appeared in it. Countless runes flowed on the surface of the saber, as though its power had been sealed.
"This blade can only be unsealed when you attack, and it may bring you unbearable pain. Will you take it?" the figure in gray looked at the Sword Saint and said.
The Sword Saint did not doubt his words at all. Since he said that the blade would bring unbearable pain, then it would definitely be more exaggerated than he had imagined, and he was not just trying to scare him.
But even so, he still reached out and took the blade without hesitation.
The figure in gray still looked at him calmly and said, "Remember, as long as the blade is, so will you. The moment you unseal it, your life will become one with the blade."
"I'll remember." The Sword Saint nodded. He would remember every single word the figure said.
The wind blew and the figure in gray disappeared, as if he had never appeared on Book Mountain.
The Sword Saint looked at the blade in his hand. It could only be unsealed during battle, so he put the blade away and walked down Book Mountain.
…
Seven days was too short for cultivators. After the news from Crouching Dragon Mountain spread, the people of the Barren State began to move. Countless people headed towards the Holy Zhi Palace, and many people from the top forces of the Barren State had already reached the outskirts of the Holy Zhi Palace. It seemed that they were all waiting for that day to come.
The White Cloud City Lord had already arrived, and so had the Sword Saint Villa Lord Yan Wuji. There were also people from the Emperor Family and the Sacred Fire Sect. They were all participants and naturally wanted to see the final outcome with their own eyes. They wanted to see the Zhuge Family fall and Yuan Hong die. Otherwise, they would not be able to rest easy.
On this day, in the Alchemy City Lord Office, You Chi looked at You Xi and Xue Ye walking in front of him and said, "Forget it, I'll go take a look. You guys stay at home."
As he said this, You Chi walked out of the City Lord Office, then gathered some experts from Alchemy City and flew in the direction of the Holy Zhi Palace.
On this day, in the Tingxue House, Xu Shang came out of seclusion after recovering from his injuries and left with a group of people, heading towards the Holy Zhi Palace.
On the same day, in the Sovereign Family's land, Huang Xi looked at Huang Jiuge and said, "What's wrong? Are you sad?"
"Among his generation in the Barren State, he is unparalleled. He can guide his generation forward. It would be such a pity if he were to die here," Huang Jiuge sighed.
"Is this what you call mutual appreciation?" Huang Xi smiled and said, "A few days ago, Zhuge Qingfeng came to find me. Not only did he come to the Sovereign Family's land, but he must have gone to many places to fight for one last chance."
"Although I also hope that the Sovereign Family can take action, against Zhisheng Cliffs and the Holy Zhi Palace, the Sovereign Family has no chance of winning. Zhuge Qingfeng should also understand that the forces of the Barren State cannot change the outcome at all," Huang Jiuge said.
"Zhuge Qingfeng said that he doesn't expect us to participate in this battle. He only hopes that we can give Ye Futian a chance to prove himself," Huang Xi said.
"Does he still need to prove himself?" Huang Jiuge asked. Ye Futian had long proved that his talent was unparalleled among his generation. Even Qin Zhong of Zhisheng Cliffs had lost to him.
"I don't know what Ye Futian wants to prove, but since Zhuge Qingfeng has come personally, I'm also very curious about what they want to do. So, I've decided to go to the Holy Zhi Palace to take a look," Huang Xi said. Huang Jiuge looked at Huang Xi and smiled.
However, he still did not think that there would really be a chance.
Chen Yuan returned to the Divine Sky City in the Eastern Region of the Barren State. He went to the West Mountain, the Gu Clan, and the Zhaixing House to persuade the various forces. He did not ask them to take action, but he asked them to go to the Holy Zhi Palace.
The day finally came. In the sky above the Thousand Holy Islands, cultivators constantly flew past. The Holy Zhi Palace did not interfere, allowing the cultivators to cross the Holy River, cross the Thousand Holy Islands, and come to the foot of the Holy Zhi Palace.
The outer area of the Holy Zhi Palace could be said to be filled with cultivators today. The scene was even grander than the Law Battles that were held once every three years. After all, in the Law Battles of the Holy Zhi Palace, very few top figures came, but today, all of them were top figures from all over.
Rumor had it that Ye Futian had already set off from Crouching Dragon Mountain. Zhuge Qingfeng and Yuan Hong protected him all the way in the direction of the Holy Zhi Palace.
In the Holy Sage Pavilion, Liu Chan stood in front of the ancient hall and asked, "Who has arrived?"
"The top ten of the Barren Sky Ranking, other than the lord of the Ice Temple, should all appear in the Holy Zhi Palace," Sage Tianxing replied. The top ten of the Barren Sky Ranking were either in the Holy Zhi Palace or outside the Holy Zhi Palace at the moment.
"Is it really that lively?" Liu Chan looked up at the sky. Ye Futian had come to the Holy Zhi Palace that day, and the top ten of the Barren Sky Ranking would all be gathered here.
Not so long ago, a young man in the Noble Plane had such influence.
At that moment, a figure flashed and appeared in front of Liu Chan.
"Assistant Palace Lord." The person bowed slightly.
"What is it?" Liu Chan asked.
"The Ice Temple has also arrived," the person said. Liu Chan's eyes froze.
"There are also top forces, including Zen Master Qingdeng, who does not care about external affairs. However, we still do not know what their attitude is," the person bowed and said.
Liu Chan was silent. So, all the top figures of the Barren State will be here today?
(End of Chapter)
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