Myriad Dragon Divine Sovereign

Everyone could feel Wen Qingye’s boundless killing intent. His words were bone-chillingly cold.

Yao Luojun looked into Wen Qingye’s eyes and felt as if he had plunged into a frozen lake. From head to toe, even his internal organs seemed to turn to ice in that instant.

Yao Luojun stood there in a daze, completely motionless.

”I...”

”Don’t you dare?” Wen Qingye watched Yao Luojun, his eyes narrowed to slits that glinted with a cold light. He was truly enraged now. Not because Yao Luojun wanted to exploit his injuries for a life-and-death duel, nor because the man wanted to kill him. He was furious that Yao Chijian’s death had been utterly pointless. Dying for a family like the Yao Family was simply not worth it.

After speaking, Wen Qingye didn’t spare Yao Luojun another glance. He turned and walked toward Gao Ming and Jie Jiachun. The two quickly fell in behind him, and the three of them headed for the exit.

Wen Qingye had stopped Yao Luojun with words alone!?

The crowd’s brows were furrowed in utter confusion.

As Yao Luojun watched Wen Qingye’s back disappear, he finally snapped out of it, his face flushing crimson. He had actually been frightened into a stupor by Wen Qingye. He had been so cowed by Wen Qingye’s rebuke that he stood there, frozen.

Yao Qi frowned and said, ”Father, why did you let Wen Qingye get away? This was a perfect opportunity!”

Hearing Yao Qi’s words, Yao Luojun’s anger flared even hotter.

SLAP!

Yao Luojun slapped her right across the face, then simply walked away, leaving a stunned Yao Qi behind.

Yao Qi stood motionless, her cheek red and swollen. She couldn’t understand why Yao Luojun had suddenly hit her.

Yao Qi stared after Wen Qingye, a flash of venomous hatred in her eyes.

Little did she know that her resentment at this moment would not only foreshadow the eventual ruin of the Yao Family, but also lead to the revelation of a world-shaking secret.

.......

The Wen Family’s rear courtyard.

Lady Yao looked at Wen Xu and asked, ”I heard that brat Wen Qingye went with Gao Ming to my family’s estate?”

Wen Xu nodded. ”Yes. Apparently, Gao Ming went to the Zhang Mansion to beg for Wen Qingye’s help.”

Upon hearing this, Lady Yao burst out laughing. ”That Gao Ming actually went to beg Wen Qingye? How absurd. Is begging him even useful? What a joke.”

Wen Xu laughed as well. ”Gao Ming received a letter from your brother and is panicking. He must be desperate, clutching at straws, to actually go and ask Wen Qingye for help.”

”Hmph. I already wrote to my brother before this. If Gao Ming shows up without Wen Qingye, it’ll be one thing. But if he dares to bring Wen Qingye along...” A cold smirk played on Lady Yao’s lips, the implication clear.

Wen Xu raised an eyebrow, looking as if he wanted to ask something, but in the end, he held his tongue.

”Madam, Madam! This is terrible! Something terrible has happened!”

Just then, a middle-aged woman ran in hastily. This maidservant was the one Lady Yao had brought with her as part of her dowry.

Lady Yao frowned. ”What is it? Calm down and speak slowly.”

The middle-aged maidservant caught her breath, glanced at Wen Xu, and said directly, ”That little bast— that Wen Qingye, he killed Third Uncle Yao Chijian in the life-and-death duel.”

”What!?” Lady Yao’s entire expression changed, her eyes filled with utter disbelief.

Lady Yao shook her head. ”How is that possible? My third uncle was an expert at the peak of the Refining Spirit Fifth Layer Heaven! How could Wen Qingye possibly be his opponent?”

The maidservant said hurriedly, ”It’s true, My Lady! Wen Qingye is incredibly formidable! His talent is in no way inferior to the Young Master’s!”

Lady Yao shrieked, ”How dare you compare that little bastard to my son?!”

The surprise in Wen Xu’s eyes had yet to fade when he heard Lady Yao’s words, and his brows couldn’t help but furrow tightly.

The maidservant looked at Lady Yao and said cautiously, ”My Lady, it’s true. Wen Qingye really did kill Third Uncle Yao Chijian in the life-and-death duel. The Patriarch was originally going to continue with another life-and-death duel against Wen Qingye, but after being berated with a single sentence, he was frightened into backing down.”

Lady Yao stared at the maidservant for a long time. Feeling as if her lungs were about to explode with rage, she slowly asked, ”Is everything you’ve said true?”

”It’s the absolute truth,” the maidservant replied.

Hearing the maidservant’s words from the side, Wen Xu felt a sharp pain in his head. His mind was thrown into chaos, and he stared blankly.

......

Wen Qingye returned to Phoenix City and spent three days recuperating. Only then did his injuries begin to slowly heal.

Meanwhile, the news that Wen Qingye had killed Yao Chijian in a life-and-death duel spread like wildfire. Eventually, it was discovered that Yao Chijian’s lifespan had been nearing its end and his strength was severely compromised, which was how Wen Qingye had managed to kill him. Only then did it all seem to make sense to the public.

However, the experts who had been present in Kaiyang City scoffed at this explanation. They had seen Wen Qingye’s power with their own eyes, especially when he deduced the final move of a Ninth-Grade Martial Arts technique at the very end. This alone was enough to prove that his talent was so great it was frightening.

Wen Qingye was, without a doubt, a martial arts prodigy the likes of which appeared only once in a generation!

The entire Gao Family was endlessly grateful to Wen Qingye. Gao Ming even prepared a residence for him, but Wen Qingye flatly refused. When Zhang Hua heard about this, he quickly sent people to expand the small courtyard where Wen Qingye lived, but that too was refused.

..........

In the blink of an eye, another five days passed, and the furor surrounding the event gradually died down.

Wen Qingye sat cross-legged on his bed, a Sixth-Grade Pill—a Qi Rhythm Pill—in his hand. This was a pill for increasing one’s cultivation that he had spent considerable time and his own materials to refine.

The Qi Rhythm Pill not only increased cultivation but could also help in achieving a breakthrough.

Wen Qingye slowly consumed the Qi Rhythm Pill. Shortly after the pill entered his stomach, a warm current spread to every corner of his body.

A vortex of qi suddenly appeared in Wen Qingye’s Dantian. It churned and spiraled, madly absorbing all the Primordial Qi in his body until nearly all of it had been drawn into the vortex.

This was precisely the effect of the Qi Rhythm Pill, so Wen Qingye didn’t panic. He calmed his mind and guided his own Primordial Qi to flow continuously into the vortex.

In his Sea of Consciousness, Wen Qingye’s Primordial Spirit also began to slowly solidify, and his fragmented Primordial Spirit steadily began to mend.

After absorbing a massive amount of Primordial Qi, the vortex in Wen Qingye’s Dantian suddenly began to feed it back into his body. Streams of pure energy were sent coursing throughout his being.

This energy entered every one of his bones and every fiber of his flesh, seeming to help him undergo a constant transformation.

The vortex continued to feed back energy, each wave more torrential and surging than the last. The benefits Wen Qingye’s body received from this feedback were self-evident.

An unknown amount of time passed before the feedback from the vortex gradually subsided.

Wen Qingye’s eyes snapped open. In that instant, his black hair drifted up as if in a breeze, and his clothes billowed. A ferocious aura, several times more powerful than the one he possessed just a few double-hours ago, erupted from his body as if awakening from a deep slumber!

Refining Spirit Third Layer Heaven!