"Cheron called him Tianwen. But I’ve never heard this name before."
"His cultivation base is already seen through by me, at the third level of Celestial Phenomenon. It’s not too shabby, at the very least among us, he can’t be considered an existence at the absolute bottom."
"This person earlier sat down at the area of the ancient bell doing nothing pretending to be mysterious and wasting time and s.p.a.ce. Even I feel impressed for his persistence in acting."
"Haha, I’m somewhat curious. Cheron this brother Tianwen of yours, where is he from?" Zurius glanced at Cheron as he asked. "I would understand if you allow a woman to sit beside you but he is a male. If he doesn’t have any background or status, what qualifications does he have to sit here? He even had the gall to cause the Jiangling King to command Pei Xiao to give up his seat?"
"Why must I tell you?" Cheron’s gaze turned cold. "A bunch of presumptuous fellows. In the future you might all have a chance to know him."
Who was Qin Wentian? He himself was filled with antic.i.p.ation. If Qin Wentian could completely form an innate connection with all nine bells, these people would instantly know who he was. They wouldn’t dare to act like this, using him as a target for humiliation, heaping their vile words on him.
"In the future? I don’t have any interest." Zurius emotionlessly spoke. Nion’s icy gaze pierced towards QIn Wentian, "In the future? He dared to speak words to humiliate me. If he doesn’t kneel to apologize, I’m afraid he wouldn’t be able to live until the ‘future.’"
Pei Yu’s countenance turned unsightly as she coldly replied, "Aren’t you the one who first used words to humiliate us? How should we count that into the debt? Today is the Jiangling King’s banquet and your behaviour is completely unreasonable."
"Oh? It’s fine, I can apologize to you. But the prerequisite is that you must defeat me." Nion laughed coldly, "As for today, although it’s the Jiangling King’s Banquet, I, a disciple of the Seven Sword Sect have no way to stand for this humiliation. It’s fine if he doesn’t kneel before me to apologize. I will directly challenged him, and I’m sure the Jiangling King wouldn’t interfere in this right?"
"Everyone please calm your anger." The Jiangling King Pei Tianyuan smiled when he heard the words. "Everyone here is a guest today, why is there a need to push things so far?"
After he spoke, his gaze turned to Qin Wentian, "This young man should be an elite from a major power, right? Why not introduce yourself to us so the conflict could be better settled as everyone takes a step back."
"My cultivation is too weak, I don’t dare to report the name of my sect." Qin Wentian indifferently replied.
Pei Tianyuan’s countenance flickered before he smiled, "Or could it be that you are from some powerful clan?"
"Sorry." Qin Wentian nodded to the Jiangling King but didn’t say anything more. Pei Tianyuan also didn’t continue to question, but he only heard Zurius from the Battle Heavens Immortal Manor laughing, "It must be because your sect is too weak or you don’t even have one right? As a man, why must you try to hide things? Wouldn’t your actions make people look down on you?"
"No comment." Qin Wentian’s tone grew colder. These disciples from the major powers of the Cloud Prefecture were all rude and arrogant. Naturally, maybe it was only because they were facing him. Or maybe, they were flaunting their status and self proclaiming themselves as extraordinary.
"King, you have seen it yourself." Nion spoke again. Pei Tianyuan laughed, "Since little brother is unwilling to dissolve conflict, I’m sure you would be able to handle any retaliation. In that case, I won’t interfere any longer. The grudges between all of you shall be handled by you yourselves. I don’t have any qualifications to meddle in it."
Nion’s cold countenance flashed with a smile when she heard that. Her gaze became as sharp as swords as she glanced towards Qin Wentian. "If you beg me now, I can still consider giving you a chance to live."
Qin Wentian dispa.s.sionately glanced at Nion and couldn’t be bothered with her. Cheron coldly laughed, "Why don’t you challenge me, but instead choose my brother Tianwen?"
Nion’s eyes flashed with a cold light, staring at Cheron. Someone at the side commented, "Nion, no matter what you are still a disciple from the Seven Sword Sect and has an extraordinary cultivation base. If you want to challenge someone, Cheron seems the obvious choice. What do you mean by challenging a third-level ascendant? Are you not afraid of throwing the face and prestige of your Seven Sword Sect?"
"What’s laughable is that she still thinks highly of herself." Cheron laughed. The lines on his face were all filled with mockery. After which, he turned to the person who spoke and transmitted his voice to Qin Wentian, "Ghost Saber, Mu Yan. One of my good friends."
"Mu Yan, this is brother Tianwen." Cheron introduced.
Mu Yan was clad in a simple white robe and sat in an inconspicuous spot. His entire being seemed to fade in the background and in the beginning, no one had even noticed his existence. Evidently, not many people knew of him.
However when the sound of Cheron’s voice faded, many people gasped as they turned their attention onto the person who spoke earlier. They only saw Ghost Saber Mu Yan currently had a frivolous smile on his face as a playful intent flashed in his eyes. His mouth curled into an arc, giving off a sense of c.o.c.kiness.
Ghost Saber Mu Yan wasn’t a disciple from a supreme major power in the Cloud Prefecture, but his existence was one where he couldn’t be ignored by the others.
Mu Yan’s master was a true grandmaster in the art of using the saber with the name of Ghost. His power was exceedingly terrifying and was someone that even the great powers of the Cloud Prefecture feared. His master had a special characteristic - it was fine if the saber didn’t leave the sheathe but the moment it saw light, blood would definitely flow, be it his opponents, or from himself.
Hence, Mu Yan’s master had the name of the Saberlord of Death. The Saberlord only had a single disciple and it was none other than Ghost Saber Mu Yan. Mu Yan had fully inherited this special characteristic of his master. Either he didn’t draw his blade, or if he does, blood would definitely flow. Hence among the younger generations, Ghost Saber Mu Yan was an existence not many dared to antagonize. Because, if he drew his saber, there would be no point of return.
"To think that even Ghost Saber Mu Yan has shown up." The gazes of people flashed sharply and felt quite surprised by his presence. This young fellow didn’t report his name and not many had seen him before. Hence, he was inconspicuous when sitting among the crowd. They only knew him by reputation and it was said that Ghost Saber Mu Yan and Cheron had a very good relations.h.i.+p. He had sought Cheron’s help to forge many sabers for him before and these were all hidden around his body.
Mu Yan and Qin Wentian exchanged gazes and smiled, each nodding to the other.
"Ghost Saber Mu Yan, I’ve long heard of you. It’s said that your saber speed is very fast, so fast to the extent that even after severing the head of your target, he wouldn’t even know that he is dead." Shu Luyao stared at the Ghost Saber, his eyes flas.h.i.+ng with coldness. This Ghost Saber Mu Yan interjected in the middle and mocked Nion. It was obvious he was not on their side.
Although Ghost Saber Mu Yan’s reputation was very great, he was a disciple of the famed Myriad Sage Academy. How can he show weakness when it comes to exhibiting imposingness?
"It’s still alright. Do you want to see it?" Mu Yan suddenly inclined his head, and stared straight at Shu Luyao as a teasing smile appeared on his face. Shu Luyao trembled slightly involuntarily. His fist clenched and shook with anger, this Mu Yan was provoking him.
"There would be an opportunity in the future. However, this matter now has nothing to do with you. Some people who have no eyes said the wrong words, so we will teach him a lesson first, teaching him how to conduct himself before his superiors." Shu Luyao eventually also dodged Mu Yan’s direct challenge, directing the spear head back to Qin Wentian.
"Seems like you are no different compared to those from the Seven Sword Sect. You are tarnis.h.i.+ng your academy’s prestige." Mu Yan laughed in a mocking manner.
"We naturally have to teach a lesson to people who say the wrong things. As for you and I, it’s normal for us to have some conflict. But for him, what qualifications does he have to shoot his mouth off?" Jiang Yan impolitely pointed his finger at Qin Wentian.
"I agree with this fully. We should discipline him first and only after that, settle the matter between the two of you." Zurius from the Battle Heavens Immortal Manor adopted an att.i.tude of watching a show, as he fanned the flames further.
Qin Wentian swept his gaze over these people. No matter how good his temper was, when facing continuous contempt from these people, even a monk would feel the flames of fury in his heart.
He glanced at them and spoke, "Myriad Sage Academy, Seven Sword Sect, Battle Heavens Immortal Manor, Jiang Clan. Are all these very powerful?"
As the sound of his voice faded, the eyes of everyone were on Qin Wentian, as disdain flickered in their eyes.
These powers he mentioned were all supreme major powers of the Cloud Prefecture, they are naturally extremely strong.
"Are you talking c.r.a.p?" Jiang Yan sneered.
"Relying on a powerful background to bully the weak, at the very least this aspect of them seems to be pretty strong. None of you dare to challenge Cheron or Mu Yan but kept your spears aimed at me. This has truly broadened my horizons. Oh by the way, didn’t one of your Jiang Clan die earlier precisely because he tried to bully someone that appeared weak? But eventually, the Jiang Clan’s face was smacked and Jiang Kuang was even killed, which led to the orders of arrest published by the Cloud Towers. Or did you all think that just simply because n.o.body publicized the reason behind this, you would succeed in hiding this fact from the people in the Cloud Prefecture? Don’t you know that now the name of the Jiang Clan is the b.u.t.t of jokes? To think that you are still acting so tyrannical here, how ridiculous."
Qin Wentian’s sarcastic words were like putting salt on the Jiang Clan’s wound. Jiang Yan’s expression turned ashen instantly, becoming extremely unsightly to behold.
"Are you courting death?" Jiang Yan icily stated.
"Are you embarra.s.sed to the point of it turning into anger?" Qin Wentian mocked. He pointed his hands to the people opposite him. "All of you believe that you are extraordinary, and used words to humiliate me, treating me like an ant-like existence before you. How tall and lofty the whole lot of you are? After being humiliated, I don’t even have the qualifications to respond?"
At the same time as he spoke, Qin Wentian’s eyes turned as sharp as swords as it raked through the crowd, staring at those who targeted him earlier. "But, you guys are right. My cultivation base isn’t high, I’m only at the third level of Celestial Phenomenon and I don’t hail from any major powers in the Cloud Prefecture. But so what of it? Are you all truly very strong? Are there not members of your sect that have the same cultivation bases as me? How about calling them out to fight me? Do you believe that I alone am enough to handle all third-level ascendants presently combined from all the major powers?"
The crowd all had bewildered expressions on their faces as they stared at Qin Wentian. It’s fine if he didn’t speak but once he opened his mouth, he made everyone present flabbergasted. Has this guy gone crazy? With so many disciples from these major powers, even if they were at the same realm as him, how can he handle so many alone? He actually dared to say such words?
"How short-sighted, do you really believe that you are infallible?" Jiang Yan’s expression turned heavy.
"This man said he wanted to smack all our faces alone. What do all of you think?" Nion from the Seven Sword Sect coldly spoke.
"How interesting, to think that we can even hear such a joke at the Jiangling King’s banquet." Shu Luyao from the Myriad Sage Academy stared at Qin Wentian as he sarcastically commented.
Zurius from the Battle Heavens Immortal Manor had a look of contempt on his face. He glanced at several people behind him who were all members of the Battle Heavens Immortal Manor as he smiled, "There should be no pressure killing him right?"
"No problem at all." The ones behind him lightly nodded their heads. After that, Zurius turned to Pei Tianyuan and laughed, "My King, since this man is so confident, how about we arrange a combat match to liven things up at the banquet today?"