After Qin Wentian and Jun Mengchen received their rewards, they exited the pagoda. The guardian was no longer around and Zi Qingxuan had left already as well.
"Let’s go." Qin Wentian spoke. Their silhouettes flickered and an instant later, they saw Zi Qingxuan sitting down on a stone platform on a certain mountain peak with her gaze was turned towards the horizons.
"Senior sister!" Jun Mengchen increased his speed and soared together with Qin Wentian towards Zi Qingxuan.
"Have both of you collected your rewards?" Zi Qingxuan inclined her head and smiled at them.
"Mhm, senior sister Qingxuan, if there’s another opportunity, you would be able to succeed as well." Jun Mengchen wanted to console Zi Qingxuan only to hear Zi Qingxuan laughing sweetly, "Don’t worry, my state of heart isn’t that weak. You guys go on and cultivate, I need to enter close-door seclusion for a period of time."
"We have confidence in you." Qin Wentian smiled at Zi Qingxuan.
Zi Qingxuan stretched out a hand to smoothen her hair, as a rarely seen radiant smile appeared on her face when she looked at Qin Wentian. "Both of you must work hard as well, who knows, I might surpass you guys next time we meet."
"I’m filled with anticipation." Qin Wentian’s eyes flashed with sharpness. Zi Qingxuan nodded before standing up and departing the area.
"Let’s leave as well. The improvements I’ve obtained from this immortal banquet aren’t small. I need to enter close-door seclusion as well." Qin Wentian turned to Jun Mengchen as the two of them separated and searched for their own cultivation places.
Qin Wentian came to a rock atop a precipice. The environment here was very tranquil, the gentle wind would gust on him occasionally, causing his robes to flutter. He then closed his eyes and started his cultivation.
The wind blew at him, yet Qin Wentian didn’t feel it. He was already completely immersed, no distractions in the outside world would be able to disturb the state of his heart.
...
In the outside world, the news of the immortal banquet soon began circulating around the thirteen prefectures.
Qin Wentian, Jun Mengchen, Gusu Tianqi and Hua Taixu’s names were known to countless experts.
This was especially so for Qin Wentian and Jun Mengchen. The two of them obtained the first and second rankings, yet they rejected the offer to take on the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor as a master. It was also rumored that their master was the Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord, an old rival of the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor. The purpose in joining the immortal banquet was merely to shame the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect. The Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord used this as a chance to challenge the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor and proposed the division of the thirteen prefectures where six of the prefectures would be given to him.
Hence from now on, the thirteen prefectures were divided. The six prefectures that belonged to the western region were given to the Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord. The sects affiliated with the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect began relocating, leaving behind the empty and majestic buildings which they once occupied.
Three months later, all remnants of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect were completely relocated. The Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord took over the prefecture manor of the Cloud Prefecture and summoned the supreme experts of the six prefectures. All of the supreme experts came by to pay their respects. The Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord was a character that can fight equally with the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor, even the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor had no choice but to divide his territory and hand over six prefectures to him.
An immortal banquet, grander than the once-per-hundred years banquet organized by the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect, was held and the summons were sent to all major powers in the six prefectures. The major powers of the Cloud Prefecture were all trembling with fear and anxiety for no other reason than because they had a grudge with Qin Wentian. Who would have thought that Qin Wentian, Zi Qingxuan and Jun Mengchen were the personal disciples of the Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord.
Luckily at the banquet, Qin Wentian and his fellow sect members didn’t show up.
Right now, the experts were as common as clouds in the Cloud Prefecture. It was a majestic sight but there were also currents flowing in the dark. The Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord announced the founding of the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect and set their headquarters in the Cloud Prefecture. They are also currently recruiting disciples and the major powers can send people to join if they so wished to.
This was a sect whose backer was strong enough to stand against the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect and by rights, countless people should be flocking to it. However, the truth was that none of the major powers in the six prefectures dared to join the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect. The reason was evident, the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor had said if the Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord organized his forces or built a sect, he would send his troops to invade and destroy them.
Although the Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord was powerful and could stand against the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor, the power he established would be a newly-founded one. How could it withstand the invasion of the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor’s troops that trained for tens of thousands of years? So in that case, who would still dare to join the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect? Wouldn’t that be equivalent to courting death?
However, the changes to the Cloud Prefecture temporarily had nothing to do with Qin Wentian. Right now, he was still focused with his cultivation in the Heavenly Talisman Realm, not allowing any external matters to distract him.
...
Outside the boundaries of the vast immortal realms, there were countless particle worlds all around. They were like specks of dust in space, and these particle worlds were all different from each other, with fantastic oddities of every description.
Among the countless number of particle worlds, within one of them, there was a strange region where the aura of life and death was extremely heavy.
This place is known as the forest of death in this particle world. Inside this forest, the death god tribe lived there and because the death qi in the surroundings was too intense, only an extremely few people could walk into the forest deep enough to encounter the people of the death god tribe.
Within the forest, at the boundary before the area the death god tribe held sway over, there was a gate with a huge picture inscribed on it. That was the picture of death, represented by the equinox flower.
An equinox flower is also known as the red spider lily, and was the totem of this tribe. It contained the powers of life and death and was terrifying to the extreme.
Death qi was everywhere in the surroundings. Yet right now, there was a hint of life and vitality drifting over, getting closer and closer to the death god tribe.
Swishing sounds rang out as a figure appeared at a distance away.
This figure belonged to a young man. He was clad in simple and somewhat tattered clothings. The lines on his face spoke of resolution and was filled with a hint of masculinity. Although he was covered in dust, it did nothing to mask his good looks. His steps were extremely stable, as he walked towards the death god tribe.
The young man approached closer and closer and finally, there were people who discovered his existence. Several tribe members flickered and appeared before the intruder, coldly staring at the young man. An intense and heavy intent could be seen in their eyes as unintelligible sounds issued from their mouths. That seemed to be the language spoken by members of this tribe and the young man didn’t understand a single word of it.
"I’m here to take some equinox flowers." The young man continued walking forward as he spoke. The tribe members were as though they could understand his words. Their countenances drastically changed as their eyes were filled with a terrifyingly wild and bloodthirsty light. They instantly rushed out towards the young man, with a variety of different weapons as they sought to kill him.
However with a wave of his hand, several of the tribe members flew away. After that, nobody dared to approach him any longer. The young man then shook his head and continued moving forward, stepping into the tribe.
More and more tribe members surrounded him, but this young man didn’t seem to be bothered by their presence. He calmly continued walking forward and no matter how they tried, none of the tribe members were able to get close to him.
Finally, a powerful aura gushed forth from afar. The tribe members all knelt on the ground as looks of reverence could be seen in their eyes. The shamans of this tribe have arrived.
"Who are you? Why are you here?" One among the shamans spoke, speaking the same language as the young man.
"I’m only here to collect some equinox flowers. Please pardon my actions." The young man stood with his hands clasped behind his back, staring at the shaman who spoke.
"The blooming of the equinox flowers can determine life and death, it’s the totem of my tribe. How can you take them away simply because you want to?" That shaman spoke in a domineering tone.
"Since this is the case, I guess I can only act myself." The young man continued walking forward only to see the shamans respectively releasing their constellations. A moment later, a phenomenon appeared in the skies, as many greyish silhouettes appeared, causing the death qi in the atmosphere to further intensify. The looks of respect on the faces of those kneeling tribe members deepened further when they saw this. It was like they met the divinities of their tribe as they begin praying in that unknown language, demonstrating their ultimate respect.
However, the young man didn’t seem to notice this. These ignorant tribe members all thought that a phenomenon created by unleashing a constellation was a divinity showing themselves. But to the young man, it was merely a logic of the world laws. The phenomenon could be caused by anyone who has reached the Celestial Phenomenon Realm in cultivation.
Above him, a dazzling constellation appeared as well. It was in the form of a diagram and upon seeing this, the tribe members were all dazed and stunned by shock, as though they had just seen an impossible thing. In their eyes, there was bewilderment, as well as a lack of understanding.
With a wave of his hand, the constellation in the sky swept forth, directly blasting into the bodies of those shamans. In just a short instant, expressions of fright could be seen on the faces of the shamans. With a flick of his sleeves, those shamans were directly flung to the side. These people were too weak, their constellations weren’t a match for him at all.
The tribe members all had incredulous disbelief on their faces, as though the faith they held was being directly smashed apart. The god they believed in was effortlessly defeated, and their faith experienced an unprecedented crisis...who then, was the true divinity?
Nobody stopped the young man any longer. The young man walked into the depths of the tribe and over here, the death qi had already reached a terrifying level. In front of him was a bed of equinox flowers, opening and shutting their petals as though they had already gained sentience, able to dictate life and death.
"The blooming of the equinox flower determines life and death, but how?" The young man mumbled to himself. At this moment, the diagram formed by his constellation flew forth as a powerful sealing energy sealed the death qi completely, and a suction force took some equinox flowers and sealed them within the diagram.
After finishing what he came here to do, that young man’s silhouette flickered as he departed the area.
So it turned out that this young man was none other than the other body of Qin Wentian, who goes by the name of Di Tian. Right now, he was brought to different particle worlds by the old man administrator of the Vermilion Bird Immortal Palace, to widen his horizons, as well as to temper himself.
Hence, Qin Wentian would have the experiences of two different lives, it wasn’t something ordinary people can match. This also helped to mold his heart, causing it to be incomparably resolute and granting him an extraordinary temperament.
...
The two bodies of Qin Wentian understood the importance of time. They wasted not a single moment, and continued to cultivate with all their efforts, resulting in unceasing improvements.
The different experiences gained by both bodies would also serve to increase his mental fortitude. He wants to be a solid tree that can stand against the powerful wind of the vast immortal realms. He didn’t want to be uprooted with a single gust, becoming an insignificant speck of dust floating in the wind.
And right now in another particle world far away, the night wind was extremely cold. A flawlessly beautiful figure stood in front of a window, staring at the mountains and ancient trees before her, thinking of the meteoric rise of the unrestrained young man who ended the rule of the Royal Sacred Sect. Underneath the beautiful moon light, she exuded a poignant air but whenever she thought of him, a smile as bright as the sun would lit up her face.
How many nights has it been? Qin Wentian’s countenance would always appear in her mind’s eye every time night came, when she’s basking under the beautiful moon light.
After Qin Wentian and Jun Mengchen received their rewards, they exited the pagoda. The guardian was no longer around and Zi Qingxuan had left already as well.
"Let’s go." Qin Wentian spoke. Their silhouettes flickered and an instant later, they saw Zi Qingxuan sitting down on a stone platform on a certain mountain peak with her gaze was turned towards the horizons.
"Senior sister!" Jun Mengchen increased his speed and soared together with Qin Wentian towards Zi Qingxuan.
"Have both of you collected your rewards?" Zi Qingxuan inclined her head and smiled at them.
"Mhm, senior sister Qingxuan, if there’s another opportunity, you would be able to succeed as well." Jun Mengchen wanted to console Zi Qingxuan only to hear Zi Qingxuan laughing sweetly, "Don’t worry, my state of heart isn’t that weak. You guys go on and cultivate, I need to enter close-door seclusion for a period of time."
"We have confidence in you." Qin Wentian smiled at Zi Qingxuan.
Zi Qingxuan stretched out a hand to smoothen her hair, as a rarely seen radiant smile appeared on her face when she looked at Qin Wentian. "Both of you must work hard as well, who knows, I might surpass you guys next time we meet."
"I’m filled with anticipation." Qin Wentian’s eyes flashed with sharpness. Zi Qingxuan nodded before standing up and departing the area.
"Let’s leave as well. The improvements I’ve obtained from this immortal banquet aren’t small. I need to enter close-door seclusion as well." Qin Wentian turned to Jun Mengchen as the two of them separated and searched for their own cultivation places.
Qin Wentian came to a rock atop a precipice. The environment here was very tranquil, the gentle wind would gust on him occasionally, causing his robes to flutter. He then closed his eyes and started his cultivation.
The wind blew at him, yet Qin Wentian didn’t feel it. He was already completely immersed, no distractions in the outside world would be able to disturb the state of his heart.
...
In the outside world, the news of the immortal banquet soon began circulating around the thirteen prefectures.
Qin Wentian, Jun Mengchen, Gusu Tianqi and Hua Taixu’s names were known to countless experts.
This was especially so for Qin Wentian and Jun Mengchen. The two of them obtained the first and second rankings, yet they rejected the offer to take on the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor as a master. It was also rumored that their master was the Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord, an old rival of the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor. The purpose in joining the immortal banquet was merely to shame the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect. The Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord used this as a chance to challenge the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor and proposed the division of the thirteen prefectures where six of the prefectures would be given to him.
Hence from now on, the thirteen prefectures were divided. The six prefectures that belonged to the western region were given to the Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord. The sects affiliated with the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect began relocating, leaving behind the empty and majestic buildings which they once occupied.
Three months later, all remnants of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect were completely relocated. The Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord took over the prefecture manor of the Cloud Prefecture and summoned the supreme experts of the six prefectures. All of the supreme experts came by to pay their respects. The Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord was a character that can fight equally with the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor, even the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor had no choice but to divide his territory and hand over six prefectures to him.
An immortal banquet, grander than the once-per-hundred years banquet organized by the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect, was held and the summons were sent to all major powers in the six prefectures. The major powers of the Cloud Prefecture were all trembling with fear and anxiety for no other reason than because they had a grudge with Qin Wentian. Who would have thought that Qin Wentian, Zi Qingxuan and Jun Mengchen were the personal disciples of the Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord.
Luckily at the banquet, Qin Wentian and his fellow sect members didn’t show up.
Right now, the experts were as common as clouds in the Cloud Prefecture. It was a majestic sight but there were also currents flowing in the dark. The Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord announced the founding of the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect and set their headquarters in the Cloud Prefecture. They are also currently recruiting disciples and the major powers can send people to join if they so wished to.
This was a sect whose backer was strong enough to stand against the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect and by rights, countless people should be flocking to it. However, the truth was that none of the major powers in the six prefectures dared to join the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect. The reason was evident, the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor had said if the Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord organized his forces or built a sect, he would send his troops to invade and destroy them.
Although the Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord was powerful and could stand against the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor, the power he established would be a newly-founded one. How could it withstand the invasion of the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor’s troops that trained for tens of thousands of years? So in that case, who would still dare to join the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect? Wouldn’t that be equivalent to courting death?
However, the changes to the Cloud Prefecture temporarily had nothing to do with Qin Wentian. Right now, he was still focused with his cultivation in the Heavenly Talisman Realm, not allowing any external matters to distract him.
...
Outside the boundaries of the vast immortal realms, there were countless particle worlds all around. They were like specks of dust in space, and these particle worlds were all different from each other, with fantastic oddities of every description.
Among the countless number of particle worlds, within one of them, there was a strange region where the aura of life and death was extremely heavy.
This place is known as the forest of death in this particle world. Inside this forest, the death god tribe lived there and because the death qi in the surroundings was too intense, only an extremely few people could walk into the forest deep enough to encounter the people of the death god tribe.
Within the forest, at the boundary before the area the death god tribe held sway over, there was a gate with a huge picture inscribed on it. That was the picture of death, represented by the equinox flower.
An equinox flower is also known as the red spider lily, and was the totem of this tribe. It contained the powers of life and death and was terrifying to the extreme.
Death qi was everywhere in the surroundings. Yet right now, there was a hint of life and vitality drifting over, getting closer and closer to the death god tribe.
Swishing sounds rang out as a figure appeared at a distance away.
This figure belonged to a young man. He was clad in simple and somewhat tattered clothings. The lines on his face spoke of resolution and was filled with a hint of masculinity. Although he was covered in dust, it did nothing to mask his good looks. His steps were extremely stable, as he walked towards the death god tribe.
The young man approached closer and closer and finally, there were people who discovered his existence. Several tribe members flickered and appeared before the intruder, coldly staring at the young man. An intense and heavy intent could be seen in their eyes as unintelligible sounds issued from their mouths. That seemed to be the language spoken by members of this tribe and the young man didn’t understand a single word of it.
"I’m here to take some equinox flowers." The young man continued walking forward as he spoke. The tribe members were as though they could understand his words. Their countenances drastically changed as their eyes were filled with a terrifyingly wild and bloodthirsty light. They instantly rushed out towards the young man, with a variety of different weapons as they sought to kill him.
However with a wave of his hand, several of the tribe members flew away. After that, nobody dared to approach him any longer. The young man then shook his head and continued moving forward, stepping into the tribe.
More and more tribe members surrounded him, but this young man didn’t seem to be bothered by their presence. He calmly continued walking forward and no matter how they tried, none of the tribe members were able to get close to him.
Finally, a powerful aura gushed forth from afar. The tribe members all knelt on the ground as looks of reverence could be seen in their eyes. The shamans of this tribe have arrived.
"Who are you? Why are you here?" One among the shamans spoke, speaking the same language as the young man.
"I’m only here to collect some equinox flowers. Please pardon my actions." The young man stood with his hands clasped behind his back, staring at the shaman who spoke.
"The blooming of the equinox flowers can determine life and death, it’s the totem of my tribe. How can you take them away simply because you want to?" That shaman spoke in a domineering tone.
"Since this is the case, I guess I can only act myself." The young man continued walking forward only to see the shamans respectively releasing their constellations. A moment later, a phenomenon appeared in the skies, as many greyish silhouettes appeared, causing the death qi in the atmosphere to further intensify. The looks of respect on the faces of those kneeling tribe members deepened further when they saw this. It was like they met the divinities of their tribe as they begin praying in that unknown language, demonstrating their ultimate respect.
However, the young man didn’t seem to notice this. These ignorant tribe members all thought that a phenomenon created by unleashing a constellation was a divinity showing themselves. But to the young man, it was merely a logic of the world laws. The phenomenon could be caused by anyone who has reached the Celestial Phenomenon Realm in cultivation.
Above him, a dazzling constellation appeared as well. It was in the form of a diagram and upon seeing this, the tribe members were all dazed and stunned by shock, as though they had just seen an impossible thing. In their eyes, there was bewilderment, as well as a lack of understanding.
With a wave of his hand, the constellation in the sky swept forth, directly blasting into the bodies of those shamans. In just a short instant, expressions of fright could be seen on the faces of the shamans. With a flick of his sleeves, those shamans were directly flung to the side. These people were too weak, their constellations weren’t a match for him at all.
The tribe members all had incredulous disbelief on their faces, as though the faith they held was being directly smashed apart. The god they believed in was effortlessly defeated, and their faith experienced an unprecedented crisis...who then, was the true divinity?
Nobody stopped the young man any longer. The young man walked into the depths of the tribe and over here, the death qi had already reached a terrifying level. In front of him was a bed of equinox flowers, opening and shutting their petals as though they had already gained sentience, able to dictate life and death.
"The blooming of the equinox flower determines life and death, but how?" The young man mumbled to himself. At this moment, the diagram formed by his constellation flew forth as a powerful sealing energy sealed the death qi completely, and a suction force took some equinox flowers and sealed them within the diagram.
After finishing what he came here to do, that young man’s silhouette flickered as he departed the area.
So it turned out that this young man was none other than the other body of Qin Wentian, who goes by the name of Di Tian. Right now, he was brought to different particle worlds by the old man administrator of the Vermilion Bird Immortal Palace, to widen his horizons, as well as to temper himself.
Hence, Qin Wentian would have the experiences of two different lives, it wasn’t something ordinary people can match. This also helped to mold his heart, causing it to be incomparably resolute and granting him an extraordinary temperament.
...
The two bodies of Qin Wentian understood the importance of time. They wasted not a single moment, and continued to cultivate with all their efforts, resulting in unceasing improvements.
The different experiences gained by both bodies would also serve to increase his mental fortitude. He wants to be a solid tree that can stand against the powerful wind of the vast immortal realms. He didn’t want to be uprooted with a single gust, becoming an insignificant speck of dust floating in the wind.
And right now in another particle world far away, the night wind was extremely cold. A flawlessly beautiful figure stood in front of a window, staring at the mountains and ancient trees before her, thinking of the meteoric rise of the unrestrained young man who ended the rule of the Royal Sacred Sect. Underneath the beautiful moon light, she exuded a poignant air but whenever she thought of him, a smile as bright as the sun would lit up her face.
How many nights has it been? Qin Wentian’s countenance would always appear in her mind’s eye every time night came, when she’s basking under the beautiful moon light.
