Ancient Godly Monarch

Chapter 345: Qin Wentian’s Request

AGM 345 - Qin Wentian’s Request

After hearing Qin Wentian’s serene command, the atmosphere turned so completely silent one could hear a pin drop.

Ouyang Kuangsheng was the one who proposed an exchange against the younger generations of the Great Solar Chen Clan. And for the sparring match today, the Chen Clan wanted to use this opportunity to sorely humiliate Ouyang Kuangsheng. Yet who would have thought that the young man beside Ouyang Kuangsheng was even more brazen than him, arrogantly claiming, you guys come at me together.

Those that stood on the battle arena may have cultivation bases at the seventh level of Yuanfu, but if one wanted to measure their combat prowess, any one of them could jump levels and defeat opponents, easily slaying opponents at the eighth level of Yuanfu.

Of the six transcendent powers, twelve disciples were elected. Among these, some might have missed out on the ranking battle at the end of the year due to their lower cultivation bases, unable to become the blazing suns of their generations this year, they could still showcase their performance here, enabling their respective sects or clans to gain a little glory. Yet, this young man was now completely disregarding them.

“Who might you be?” Chen Zhan from the Great Solar Chen Clan asked.

He wasn’t familiar with this person.

And of those present in the crowd, other than the Hua Clan and the Pill Emperor Hall from the Moon Continent, the majority of the people here didn’t know who Qin Wentian was.

Perhaps it was because this was the first time he had chosen to reveal himself to the many major powers. And considering his potential, it wouldn’t be the last.And at this moment, the people here still didn’t realize that from today onwards, the young man standing in front of them would be the embodiment of the raging tempest that would embroil Grand Xia in the future.

“Qin Wentian.”

In a calm voice, he issued out his name, as the radiance of the Great Solar Art flashed upon Chen Zhan’s countenance, akin to a flaming ball of fire.

Chen Zhan took a step forward, and the might of this footstep caused the entire battle arena to quake as he bathed in the eye-piercing radiance of the sun. “Arrogant punk, you don’t know how high the Heavens are and how wide the Earth is. The two of us from Chen Clan will fight against you two first.”

The others didn’t make a move. To them, ganging up on Qin Wentian wasn’t some glorious thing, and Chen Zhan’s combat prowess was extremely outstanding. Since he wanted to fight, then let him fight first then. Let Chen Zhan ascertain how strong Qin Wentian was before they themselves did anything.

Qin Wentian clenched his fist as he walked forward. At the same time, Ouyang Kuangsheng also moved to the centre of the battle arena.

“Hurry it up.” Swirls of energy gathered around Qin Wentian’s fist, as bursts of demonic qi exuded from him.

“BOOM!” Chen Zhan stepped forwards as he stared at Qin Wentian, unleashing the Great Solar Energy within him, as an overwhelming pressure swept out. Everyone in the crowd could clearly sense the scorching temperature in the surroundings.

Abruptly, Chen Zhan soared up to the sky and stood there. Beams of sunlight cascaded downwards, enveloping him in an armor made of sun-flames. Momentarily, nine Great Solar Universe Swords cleaved downwards with the speed of a raging tornado.

“DIE!”

The Great Solar Universe Swords chopped down, leaving nine trails of light behind them, all targeted at Qin Wentian.

He wanted to let everyone know that he was Chen Zhan, of the Great Solar Chen Clan.

Qin Wentian had a fiend-like smile on his face. He glanced up at Chen Zhan as he flew upwards in the skies as well, disregarding the nine solar swords. He rotated his palms and blasted out, covering the entire skies with his palm shadows, directly destroying the Great Solar Universe Swords.

Chen Zhan’s countenance fell, but from that display of strength, he still didn’t think Qin Wentian was his match.

Instantly, a terrifying gaze penetrated through his eyes. Chen Zhan felt stabbing pains in his sea of consciousness, as though his head was about to split apart. In front of the crowd’s gaze, Qin Wentian stepped out and instantly appeared before Chen Zhan. The Great Solar Energy within Chen Zhan’s body burst forth, but his attempt at defense was useless; with a single punch, Qin Wentian sent Chen Zhan flying off the arena, who howled madly with pain and rage.

“Plop.” Chen Zhan was blasted right into the lake.

“Suppression using pure strength!”

The eyes of the spectators all gleamed with a bright light. They all understood that Qin Wentian used his advantage in strength to overwhelm Zhan Chen.

In front of absolute strength, all other methods were meaningless.

Strength was an irresistible force. One could potentially break all innate techniques, but only with the prerequisite that one had sufficient strength.

Meanwhile, Ouyang Kuangsheng fought against the other young man from the Chen Clan. Similarly, he enjoyed total advantage, advancing towards his opponents step by step before ending things with a single punch.

The Ouyang Aristocrat Clan won an overwhelming victory against the Great Solar Chen Clan.

At this moment all the spectators understood. If they were to compare the younger generations with a seventh level cultivation base, no one would be able to match up against the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan.

Yet Qin Wentian had no intentions of stopping now. He soared downwards, his eyes fixated on Wang Xiao. “Scram.”

As the sound of his voice faded, Wang Xiao felt a terrifying pressure boring down on him. His countenance drastically changed as boundless sharpness exploded forth from him. Wang Xiao and the other young man from the Wang Clan soared upwards to meet Qin Wentian, only to see Qin Wentian blasting out an incomparably huge demonic ape’s palm. It slammed into their bodies, hurling the Wang Clan duo through the air.

“Bzzz...” A raging wind billowed as five to six silhouettes rushed together towards Qin Wentian, their Astral Souls unleashed. At the same time, the remaining two cultivators also rushed Ouyang Kuangsheng.

Seeing how dominant Qin Wentian was, they knew that if they continued waiting, none of them would have a chance at all.

In the middle of the air, as he serenely watched the group of people rushing at him, Qin Wentian stood there with his arms crossed, with no intentions of moving aside.

In the next instant, the group of cultivators arrived beside him, and an array of terrifying innate techniques were executed. Qin Wentian indifferently looked on, responding with a single palm strike.

“BOOM!”

An echo of an ancient bell reverberated through the air. Those near to Qin Wentian all felt their hearts pounding violently, almost to the point of getting pulverized. With groans of pain, blood leaked out the corners of their mouth.

“BOOM!”

Another echo reverberated. Qin Wentian’s silhouette flickered as demonic qi shot up the skies and he started to unleash his attacks.

“Bam, bam, bam...”

In a single breath of time, Qin Wentian’s palm strike landed upon all his attackers—none of them could successfully defend themselves from him.

The proud young man stood in the air, emanating an unmatched aura, giving the spectators an impression that they were currently in a dream.

A sentence involuntarily came into the minds of those spectating. “Unrivalled among peers.”

With such combat prowess, Qin Wentian could truly be considered peerless among those at the seventh level of Yuanfu.

The countenance of the major powers all subtly changed, becoming increasingly grave. Only those from the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan had smiles upon their faces. Apparently, Ouyang Kuangsheng’s was right to make his decision. The young man that dared to abuse Ouyang Ting in her own backyard was truly a character that wasn’t the slightest bit weaker compared to him.

Over there, only Duan Qingshan and Ouyang Ting were unhappy. At this moment, Qin Wentian’s magnificence was like a slap to the face. How did he become so powerful this fast?

In the direction of the Pill Emperor Hall, Luo He’s eyes flashed with a glint of sharpness. This young lad was truly extraordinary. No wonder Qingcheng found it so difficult to forget him.

Qin Wentian had the bearing of a Hua Taixu of yesteryear.

Effortlessly suppressing those on the same level as him, unrivalled throughout Grand Xia among his peers. There was no suspense, the first ranking of the Heavenly Fate Ranking would undoubtedly belong to him when he stepped into the ninth level of Yuanfu.

Mo Qingcheng’s beautiful eyelashes fluttered. If that was the case, she was filled with even more confidence in Qin Wentian, he would definitely be able to defeat Zhan Chen.

Below on the arena, Ouyang Kuangsheng had already defeated the two attackers. But sadly, his radiance was overshadowed by Qin Wentian’s.

Qin Wentian landed on the arena and stood side by side with Ouyang Kuangsheng. Ouyang Kuangsheng laughed and stated, “Elders, the request will be made by my brother Qin Wentian. I hope all of you will keep your word.”

“If his request isn’t too unreasonable, we won’t reject it.” The countenance of the Chen Clan’s elder was ice-cold. After seeing one of the core members of his own clan getting smashed, how could he still maintain a smiling expression?

Only to see Qin Wentian’s gaze directed onto Luo He. “Junior’s request: I hope that Senior Luo He will allow me to speak privately with Mo Qingcheng for an hour. I believe my request isn’t considered too excessive.”

Luo He and Zhan Chen’s countenance stiffened, and Zhan Chen hurriedly interjected, “Martial Aunt, Junior Sister Qingcheng is pure as jade, a daughter of the Heavens. How can we let her meet others alone?”

The various powers all displayed expressions of puzzlement on their faces. This young man had gone all out to perform with such dazzling skill, all because he couldn’t withstand the temptation of beauty? Acting so arrogantly to prove his strength for an hour’s date with Mo Qingcheng. How interesting.

But regardless of how outstanding Qin Wentian was, it was only a fool’s dream if he hoped to woo Mo Qingcheng.

“An hour. I don’t have any problems with his request, Master.” Mo Qingcheng obediently replied, appearing afraid of the fact that if she rejected, it would make things difficult for Luo He. Yet how could Luo He not understand Mo Qingcheng’s true thoughts..

“Senior Luo He.” This agreement was made in the presence and with the approval of all elder-level figures. Now that Mo Qingcheng herself has agreed, I don’t see a reason for Senior to continue hesitating,” Ouyang Kuangsheng cut to the chase and interjected. Luo He grimaced as she added, “You are not to go too far from here.”

“Disciple understands.” Mo Qingcheng nodded with a faint smile in her eyes.

Qin Wentian also smiled. “Miss Qingcheng, please come with me.”

After speaking, he turned and walked out, with Mo Qingcheng following behind him. The two of them left the island, under the countless gazes of those burning with jealousy and envy, but could only watch on helplessly at this scene.

That young man fought because he wanted to catch the attention of a beauty, such a method of wooing girls wasn’t too bad indeed.

“Hmph, nothing but another horny fellow that lusts after the beauty of Mo Qingcheng,” Ouyang Ting cursed in a low voice. When she met Mo Qingcheng, she too, could feel traces of envy in her heart.

“Since we have all already gathered, we might as well enjoy the banquet,” the Chen Clan elder stated, attempting to soothe the atmosphere.

By then, Qin Wentian and Mo Qingcheng had already left the island far behind.

Soon after, they arrived at the residence currently occupied by those from the Pill Emperor Hall. Once they entered a Pavilion built next to a running stream, Mo Qingcheng halted her steps. A smile akin to the blooming of a hundred flowers involuntarily appeared on her face as she gazed at Qin Wentian.

“Dumbo, to think that you even thought of such an idea.”

Mo Qingcheng discarded her pretense, instantly melting away that air of holiness she wore around her. She revealed her true self, the one Qin Wentian had seen back in Chu, where a streak of mischievousness could sometimes be seen flashing in her eyes. If anyone from the Pill Emperor Hall were to see her now, they would surely be stunned by the transformation that had taken over their goddess.

Qin Wentian said nothing, and continued to gaze silently at Mo Qingcheng. After several moments, Mo Qingcheng rolled her eyes, “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“I haven’t seen you for so long now, it’s only natural that I want to look at you more.” Qin Wentian walked up, standing in front of her. Looking into his eyes, Mo Qingcheng’s soft body gently pressed against his, leaning into his embrace as she stated in a voice filled with gentleness, “It must have been hard on you through all this years.”

“I’m fine, look at how strong my muscles are now.” Qin Wentian smiled, he then continued, “How about you, are you faring well at the Pill Emperor Hall?”

“Not too bad, my Master really dotes on me.” Mo Qingcheng pulled Qin Wentian’s hand as she led him to the running stream. She then retrieved a porcelain bottle and passed it over to Qin Wentian as she stated, “These are third-ranked limit-break pellets. After I sensed your perception back then, I successfully concocted them by accident. Sadly, there are only five pellets per concoction, but that should suffice. Anyway, for this kind of medicinal pill, you only need to consume one to enjoy the effects. Consuming two could be said to be a waste of a Heavenly Treasure. Take it, it’s for you.”

Mo Qingcheng told him the concoction was a casual accident, and Qin Wentian had no reason to doubt her words. He couldn’t have known the true cost of concocting this small batch of limit-break pellets—the overwhelming effort it had taken her, and the heavy price she had paid.

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