AGM 480 - One Step, One Annihilation
The eyes of the crowd sparkled with interest. Who exactly was this young man clad in white?
The first time he appears, was to seize Song Jia, causing Yin Cheng great unhappiness.
But since Song Jia was already humiliated by him to the extent of willing to become his slave and as an object for trading, although Yin Cheng might be unhappy about Qin Wentian's actions, he wouldn't do anything to deal with him.
But this time was different. This spatial brush was a treasure which Song Jia clearly indicated her interest in. Yet, Qin Wentian still blindly dared to compete for it.
Could it be that Qin Wentian had no idea that with the appearance of princess Shang Yue here, even the members of the various major powers wouldn't stood a chance. Let alone a mere him.
Qin Wentian's thinking naturally wasn't something they could understand. When one was out in the vast world adventuring alone, how could they completely avoid offending others? Qin Wentian had long made his preparations and had no worries about stepping on the toes of these silk pants young masters. What he needed was to have more hidden cards up his sleeves, enabling him to have a higher probability of survival.
The spatial brush in front of him was completely what he needed. How could he give it up?
"This brush, is mine for sure."
After Shang Yue's voice faded away, Qin Wentian spoke with a voice that could sever iron. Momentarily, the entire space in this area seemed to freeze as several people even stood up.
The mountain wind started billowing, gusting onto people's body, fluttering the long robes of the various geniuses from the major powers in the pavilions. Their gaze were all focused on Qin Wentian, as their combined pressure gushed out towards him.
This brush was his for sure?
Such an arrogant tone. Shang Yue already stated that she didn't wished to bully him. From their perspective, it was only proper and to be expected as a matter of course, yet Qin Wentian, what made him have the qualifications to utter such words?
"Princess, allow me to acquire the brush for you."
Beside Shang Yue, a middle-aged man stepped out and bowed.
Since this event was seizing treasures, and as a subordinate of Shang Yue, there was no difference if he competed on her behalf. During such occasion, he would naturally willing to step out and represent the princess.
"What's the difference between myself competing if you do so for me? Others would say that our manor knows only how to bully the weak." Shang Yue icily stated. Evidently, Qin Wentian's arrogance caused her to feel deep satisfaction. However, the cultivation of the middle-aged subordinate was at the peak of the fifth level of Heavenly Dipper, if she sent him, she might as well compete for the spatial brush herself.
How many snide remarks would people make and how damaging would it be to the royal clan's reputation? Shang Yue who wanted a treasure ordered a fifth-level Heavenly Dipper Sovereign to fight against a young man at the third level of Heavenly Dipper. Wasn't this a joke?
"My cultivation base is at the fourth level of Heavenly Dipper, right now in this area, regardless of how many fourth level Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns were there, none of them would be able to defeat me." Shang Yue stared at Qin Wentian as she continued, "I said before that I'm unwilling to bully you. Who knows that you are so obstinate and don't know what's good for you? In that case, is there anyone who is willing to represent this princess for a battle?"
After Shang Yue spoke, a number of silhouettes abruptly flickered as they appeared right in the middle of the central area for the treasure presenters.
These people were all extremely talented fourth-level Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns from the aristocrat clans. All of them smiled at Shang Yue and unhesitatingly said that they would be willing to represent her for this battle.
Regarding Qin Wentian, they couldn't be bothered at all. If they were the ones who fought Yang Ting earlier, they could similarly suppressed him effortlessly with no suspense. If not, they wouldn't dare to stand out at this moment.
Shang Yue's beautiful eyes stared at the group of those who stepped out. Ultimately, her eyes landed on a young man clad in a luxurious robe with imprints of golden flame on it. This was none other than a genius character from the Golden Fire Aristocrat Clan and was famed for his overwhelming and savage attacks. Ordinary fourth-level Sovereigns wouldn't be his opponents at all, let alone a third-level Heavenly Dipper Sovereign. Once his golden flames inflict burns on his opponents, only death awaits.
"Jin Zhan, represent me." Shang Yue stared at that figure as she softly commented.
Jin Zhan's mouth curled up into a confident smile, as though he was already victorious.
The others all retreated, since the princess has already chosen, they were helpless to change her decision. They could only allow Jin Zhan to gain favor with her.
Jin Zhan's eyes slowly shifted onto Qin Wentian. The smile on his face contained a heavy hint of mockery as well as a heavy sense of contempt.
This man was truly courting death.
Since this was the case, he would grant him his wish then.
"Didn't you want to seize the treasure? Why don't you scram the fuck out." Jin Zhan spat out. Qin Wentian causually cast a glance over, "Just a moment please."
"Mhm? Jin Zhan furrowed his brows as a sardonic light flashed in his eyes. "You don't dare to fight?"
"Just a moment please." Qin Wentian repeated, his words causing the crowd to stir. Would this be true? The white-robed young man didn't dared to fight against Jin Zhan?
"I don't have the time to waste here with you." As the sound of Jin Zhan's voice faded, the bloodline in his body surged as a terrible current of heat circulated within his body. In his hands, a lump of golden flames appeared in his hands and a moment later, the space itself was contorted under that terrible heat, twisting and convulsing.
Jin Zhan stepped forwards, moving towards the pavilion Qin Wentian was in, the mocking smile was still clearly etched on his face.
Several people had expressions of pity on their faces as they watched the scene played out. For this battle, in order to please princess Shang Yue, Jin Zhan would definitely not show any mercy.
However right at this moment, Song Jia breezed past the crowd and came to the pavilion Qin Wentian was in. As she noticed Jin Zhan's approach, her whole body involuntarily went stiff.
"Have you settle the things I asked you to?" Qin Wentian was as though he didn't noticed the approaching Jin Zhan, as he turned his gaze onto Song Jia and asked. Earlier, he asked Jin Zhan to wait a moment was precisely because his perception already told him that Song Jia was already returning.
"Yes, I managed to obtained several." Song Jia passed the interspatial ring back to Qin Wentian, her words causing Qin Wentian to smile as he nodded his head, keeping the interspatial ring. At the same time, he placed Little Rascal in the care of Song Jia, "Bring this little fellow with you as you walk around to enjoy the scenery."
At the same time, Qin Wentian transmitted a message to Song Jia. "From today onwards, Yin Cheng would surely gradually forget about you. Just return to your clan, if Yin Cheng tries to seek revenge, get your entire clan to silently migrate to some other places. My companion, Little Rascal, shall protect you while you exit this place."
Song Jia was dumbfounded, her beautiful eyes stared blankly at Qin Wentian.
"Don't worry, with this little fellow's speed, even if its someone at the fifth level of Heavenly Dipper, they might not even be able to catch up to it." Qin Wentian reassured her. Song Jia bit her lips, knowing that Qin Wentian purposely offended Yin Cheng was all for the sake of her.
"Why are you doing this?" Song Jia asked in a low voice.
"Leave quickly." Qin Wentian waved his hands. A moment later, Song Jia only felt a surge of powerful force pushing her away. That snowy puppy jumped onto her shoulders and at the same time, she saw Qin Wentian took out a wine gourd and ruthlessly gulped down a mouthful of wine in response to her question. There was no other reason, he accepted something from her clan, he did what he could to repay the debt. For the sake of wonderful wine.
Up until the point where Song Jia reunites with her father and mentioned this incident, did the old servant of the Song Clan knew that, that white-robed young man who stole away their entire collection of wine back then was no petty thief. He ensured the safety of his clan's young missus.
Returning back to the present, as Jin Zhan neared, the golden flames crackled ominously, seemingly capable of burning through everything. Qin Wentian imbibe another mouthful of wine and spat out at the golden flames, causing a tower of fire to shoot up the heavens.
The crowd only saw a smile on the white-robed young man's face. With the wine gourd still in his hands, he stepped towards Jin Zhan.
With that single step, both Heavens and Earth seemed to bend under a pressure. An overwhelming wave of killing intent gushed forth, even the spectators could clearly feel the fearsomeness of that intent when they were so far away.
However, the one who bore the brunt of that was Jin Zhan. The pressure of that step Qin Wentian took felt as though it was capable of annihilating him. It was as if a beam of sword intent penetrated through him, and blasted onto his Astral Novas.
"BOOM!" The energy of the Golden Fire bloodline completely exploded forth. Jin Zhan's entire body was covered in flames, akin to a war divinity of fire as his Astral Novas rumbled the void, appearing above his head. A golden fire lotus revolved in the air, and with a wave of his hands, the golden fire petals danced in the air, firing towards Qin Wentian.
Qin Wentian took another step forward. As the second step landed, Jin Zhan issued a groan of misery. He could feel the sword intent intensified in might and pierced right into his Astral Nova, penetrating it completely, leaving his Astral Nova covered in cracks.
Jin Zhan's countenance turned pale, the confident smile of mockery had vanished completely. In fact, his current expression was a mask of panic.
He, Jin Zhan, was after all a famous person in Xuan King City, a talented member of the younger generation in the Golden Fire Aristocrat Clan. If he failed here while representing the princess, although she might not say anything, she would definitely bore ill-feeling towards him in her heart.
Just two steps by Qin Wentian was sufficient to utterly crush Jin Zhan's confidence into nothing. Right now, Jin Zhan didn't even believe that he could still win.
His entire Astral Novas exploded into being, Jin Zhan performed incantation gestures with both his hands and abruptly blasted them forwards. Instantly, a powerful will of Mandate was unleashed as the entire space started burning. The petals from the Golden Fire Lotus was even sharper compared to blades, and was spiralling with great speed towards Qin Wentian. Right now, that scorching temperature was already about to combust and burn Qin Wentian.
Yet Qin Wentian's countenance didn't change the slightest. He stepped forth with his third step.
The Seven Annihilations Swordplay, killing with a single step, killing with a single thought.
As the third step landed, the flame petals all exploded underneath the pressure. The will from the Mandate of Swords erupted forth from Qin Wentian, lending the aid of this Kingly Sword Astral Nova, slamming into Jin Zhan's already damaged Golden Fire lotus, causing even more fissures to formed on it.
Jin Zhan paled, he howled in bloodcurdling agony as blood splayed unceasingly out from the corner of his lips.
This scene playing out caused the eyes of countless in the crowd to stiffened as their countenance was suffused with terror when they stared at the young man in white.
Jin Zhan has been injured?
But the young man didn't even attacked him? He only took three steps forward.
One step, one annihilation. The might of each successive step, was stronger than the previous one.
Far away from here, in the middle of the air, Song Jia turned her gaze downwards as she felt that powerful sword intent from the Heavenly Mountains. Upon seeing Jin Zhan coughing out blood, her heart violently pounded as extreme shock suffused her features.
"So, it was him!"
Only now did Song Jia knew that the unknown senior who saved her from the black-robed middle-aged man back then was none other than Qin Wentian. Because he had concealed his features, she had always thought that one who saved her was an expert from the senior generation. But it turns out that he has always been protecting her by her side.
The wind gusted by, fluttering Song Jia's long hair. She took once last glance at that white-robed youth before turning away. There was a smile in her eyes, yet that smile was mixed with tears of self-reproach. How could she still blame him, why didn't she realised who he was earlier!