Myriad Dragon Divine Sovereign

Steward Wang led Wen Qingye to the guest wing. After arranging a quiet, sunny room for him, he departed.

"This Zhou Zhenyuan is certainly interesting," Wen Qingye chuckled, sitting down in a chair and pouring himself a glass of water.

The Ice Python floated in Wen Qingye’s Sea of Consciousness, its body coiled. It said, "What do you mean? I thought he was very polite to you. Seems like a decent person."

Wen Qingye shook his head and explained, "People are complicated. Of course he’s going to be warm to you when he wants something."

The Ice Python asked, puzzled, "Want something from you? From what I can see, that man’s cultivation is at the Destruction Realm Third Heaven. His actual strength is much higher than yours. What could he possibly want from you?"

A peculiar glint appeared in Wen Qingye’s eyes as he said softly, "He wants me to look after that daughter of his."

Hearing Wen Qingye’s words, the Ice Python couldn’t help but coil its body up rapidly, its eyes narrowing to slits. It laughed, "Interesting, very interesting. Back when I was in the Cold Cave, I wanted to find a mate but had no idea where to look. Now one is being delivered to you, so why do you seem so unwilling?"

"Hahaha!" Wen Qingye couldn’t help but roar with laughter at the Ice Python’s words. "What’s there to be so happy about?"

"If you’re not happy, why are you laughing? I really don’t understand you," the Ice Python said, flicking its forked tongue in confusion.

Wen Qingye’s smile faded. He gazed at the clear water in his hand, his thoughts stretching out into the distance.

.......

In a dense forest somewhere in the Taiyi Ancient Country.

Yu’s eyes stared at the few people before him, his face contorted. A large amount of blood flowed unceasingly from his waist, a clear sign that he was gravely injured. A trace of fury burned in his eyes.

"You vile heretics! How dare you kill a member of my Celestial Profound Sect? It seems you have a death wish!"

The few people in front of him were all dressed in plain clothes. They paid Yu’s words no mind, their eyes even holding a hint of pity and derision. They all had cyan tattoos on their sleeves, identifying them as members of the Heaven-Burying Sect.

The woman leading them sneered, "You’re courting death. I think you should know full well where the Shan Family and the royal court stand now. Why must you remain so obstinately blind?"

"Hmph. Ridiculous. The Shan Family is the Shan Family, and I am me," Yu said with a shake of his head and a bitter laugh. "I just didn’t expect that not only does the Taiyi Pavilion support your Heaven-Burying Sect, but they’ve also colluded with the royal court. And to think you, Hei Xuan, would come personally to deal with me this time. You truly flatter me."

Hei Xuan stared at Yu expressionlessly. "You harbor the ancient venomous Celestial Centipede within you, and it has already merged into your bloodline. Your future potential is limitless. In the entire Celestial Profound Sect, you are the third person to be so highly regarded by Elder Gu. For the sake of the grand plan, you must die."

"So, should I say your Heaven-Burying Sect and the Taiyi Pavilion are a nest of vipers, colluding in villainy? Or should I say your Heaven-Burying Sect is nothing more than the Taiyi Pavilion’s running dogs?" Yu sneered at the surrounding people upon hearing Hei Xuan’s words.

Hei Xuan didn’t get angry. Instead, she said calmly, "We know you need large quantities of poison to suppress the Celestial Centipede and eventually gain full control over its toxic qi. Last time, we released news that there were large amounts of Bamboo Star Sunflower in Jiang’s Ancient Country. We didn’t expect you to arrive and leave so quickly. This time, we released another piece of news and made extensive preparations. You won’t be able to escape, even if you sprout wings."

"Since you’ve gone to such great lengths, there’s nothing more to say. Let’s see what you’re made of!" After speaking, Yu’s white hair flew about as the qi and blood in his entire body began to surge.

Hei Xuan shouted, "Capture him! The Cold Venerable specifically ordered him to be taken alive!"

"KILL—!"

Yu let out a furious roar. Golden Powerful Qi burst from his palms, and the surrounding Primordial Qi seemed to be sucked into a vacuum around him.

The surrounding men leaped forward in succession, their speed incredibly fast. Each one was an expert at the Peak of Yin Yang Realm, and each held a thick iron chain.

"Soul Chain!"

Black chains shot out from their palms simultaneously. The chains whipped through the air, glinting with a dark luster, like frenzied snakes emerging from their caves, flicking their tongues.

SWISH SWISH SWISH!

In an instant, they all rushed before Yu.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Yu gritted his teeth and shot his palms forward at high speed. The air, crushed by Primordial Qi, dispersed outwards. The clash between his palm strikes and the iron chains produced a series of terrifying booms.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, Yu let out a blood-curdling scream. Several black chains had pierced through his palm strikes, through his flesh and bone. Blood flowed down his clothes as the chains bound him tightly.

"Good. Let’s go." A look of delight appeared in the woman’s eyes.

The group then transformed into clouds of black mist and vanished into the dense forest.

.......

「The next day, early in the morning.」

Zhou Qing walked toward the guest rooms with a light spring in her step, a smug smile playing on her lips. Several members of the Zhou Family followed behind her.

Zhou Sheng, beside her, said fawningly, "Sister Qing’Er, how many rounds do you think that punk can last on the Qinglan Platform?"

"How many rounds?" Beside them, Zhou Ying couldn’t help but sneer. "In my opinion, he probably can’t even afford the collateral. Yesterday, I saw him make a move and thought he was extraordinary. So, I went out of my way to find a map of the Eastern Profound Domain. It took me a whole double-hour just to locate the Celestial Martial Country. It’s way out on the Northwest Border, and the entire nation is only the size of a single province in our Qinglan Ancient Country. He’s just a country bumpkin from a tiny nation."

Originally, Wen Qingye’s sword strike from yesterday had truly astonished Zhou Ying. But when she found out he was merely from a small country on the Northwest Border, her high hopes were instantly dashed, and she even began to look down on him.

Zhou Qing snorted coldly. "Hmph, I really don’t know what Father was thinking. He only saw this Wen for the first time and came up with such an absurd idea. It’s ridiculous. And he dares to stay in our home so brazenly. I’m definitely going to teach him a lesson."

The large group marched imposingly toward the guest room where Wen Qingye was staying.

By the time Zhou Qing arrived at the guest room with the members of the Zhou family, Wen Qingye had already finished his cultivation and walked out. At this moment, Wen Qingye’s cultivation had reached the peak of the Yin-Yang Realm Seventh Heaven. With just one more opportunity, he could break through again.

Seeing Wen Qingye, Zhou Qing shouted, "Wen Qingye, come over here! I have something to tell you."

"What is it?" Wen Qingye glanced at Zhou Qing and said coolly.

Before Zhou Qing could speak, Zhou Ying, standing beside her with hands on her hips, stared at Wen Qingye without blinking and demanded, "Wen Qingye, are you a man or not?"

Wen Qingye smiled faintly. "Whether I’m a man or not is something I don’t need to prove to you."

Zhou Qing sized Wen Qingye up and said, "I’ll give you a chance to show me if you’re a man."

"And how do you propose I do that?" Wen Qingye asked, raising an eyebrow.

Seeing that Wen Qingye seemed interested, Zhou Qing walked up to him and said, "You should know about the Qinglan Platform in the Qinglan Ancient Country. Recently, because of news that the Great Wilderness Ancient Stele is about to appear in the Glazed Ancient Country, even our Qinglan Ancient Country has gotten much livelier."

"Qinglan Platform?" Wen Qingye shook his head. "What’s that?"

When the surrounding members of the Zhou Family heard Wen Qingye’s words, their eyes filled with disdain.

Zhou Qing stumbled, looking at Wen Qingye in stunned disbelief. She couldn’t help but purse her lips. ’What a country bumpkin. He hasn’t even heard of the Qinglan Platform.’

"What a total hick!" Zhou Ying huffed.

"The Qinglan Platform is where the Qinglan Ancient Country selects and trains its Martial Artists. Most of the experts in the Qinglan Ancient Country came from there. Over time, it gradually became a place for various Martial Artists to challenge one another. There are competitions for different levels, and the more matches you win, the more treasures you receive. Plus, you can make a name for yourself!"

Wen Qingye nodded. ’So it’s a place for Martial Artists to challenge each other and hone their practical combat skills. Except, I don’t need to hone my combat skills at all.’

Zhou Qing looked at Wen Qingye and asked impatiently, "So? Are you interested?"

Wen Qingye looked at Zhou Qing and the other members of the Zhou family and couldn’t help but smile. "You all seem very eager for me to go."

Zhou Qing nodded and continued, "Of course we are! You don’t know, but not long ago, a young man came to the Qinglan Ancient Country and challenged the Qinglan Platform. His strength was at the Yin-Yang Realm Eighth Heaven, and he swept through everyone, winning ninety-three consecutive matches. His streak only ended when he finally collapsed from exhaustion. With that achievement, combined with his age, he successfully knocked Wei Shuang’Er of the Celestial Profound Sect off the Cyan Cloud List, taking the 317th spot—second to last. His name is Luu Fangliang."

"Oh?" Hearing the name Luu Fangliang, Wen Qingye’s brow twitched. He couldn’t help but feel surprised. ’It’s him? His strength has actually improved this much.’

Seeing Wen Qingye lost in thought, Zhou Qing said anxiously, "So are you going or not? Are you scared?"

"Alright, let’s go right now," Wen Qingye said, rising with a smile. "Why wouldn’t I go? An opportunity to make a name for myself? Why pass that up?"

Zhou Qing clapped her hands. "Good, good, good! Now *that’s* more like a man."

Hearing Wen Qingye’s words, the surrounding members of the Zhou Family all exchanged glances, their eyes filled with mockery.

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