Supreme Devouring God

Letting the Dream Saber Lord lie on the ground and sleep, Qin Chen and Ye Wutian left the Bamboo Garden.

”So, what you’re saying is that cultivating the Great Dream Saber Technique requires some special condition?”

Qin Chen asked.

Ye Wutian said, ”Yeah, to cultivate the Great Dream Saber Technique you must have the cultivation of the Tribulation Transformation Realm. Of course, little junior brother, your talent is extraordinary. Even though your cultivation is only at the Third Layer of Sky Passage Realm, your actual strength is definitely more than that.”

”However, you’re still a bit lacking. Back then, I only learned the Great Dream Saber Technique after I had passed the First Layer of Body Tribulation Transformation; only then did teacher pass it on to me.”

”You might not need to reach my realm, but the Third Layer of Sky Passage Realm is still a bit too low.”

”So, little junior brother, keep working hard on your cultivation.”

Qin Chen nodded.

Working hard at cultivation had always been Qin Chen’s creed.

”Also, for the next few days I’ll help you cultivate. I followed teacher for eight years, and he taught me a lot of things.”

”I’ll pass these things on to you now; you can treat it as a kind of inheritance.”

Although Ye Wutian was usually very casual, when he got serious, he really was serious.

Qin Chen nodded again. ”I’ll be troubling senior brother from now on.”

He could tell.

Although Ye Wutian occasionally complained about the Dream Saber Lord, deep down he still respected him a lot.

Ye Wutian grinned and said, ”I’ve been stuck alone on this lousy mountain, facing your senior sister every day—she’s been driving me crazy. Now that you’re here, things are different.”

Qin Chen’s pupils shrank; Su Yihuan was standing right behind Ye Wutian at that moment.

Qin Chen hurriedly coughed.

Ye Wutian asked in puzzlement, ”What’s wrong, little junior brother, not feeling well?”

Qin Chen looked at Su Yihuan behind Ye Wutian and smiled. ”Senior sister.”

Ye Wutian felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

Su Yihuan smiled. ”Little junior brother, you’ve just arrived at our Ninth Palace, so you must not be very familiar with it yet. Go walk around and get used to the place first. I have something to discuss with your senior brother.”

Ye Wutian kept winking frantically at Qin Chen.

Qin Chen was just thinking about how to help Ye Wutian out of this when someone arrived at the Ninth Palace. ”Qin Chen, the Cliff Master has summoned you.”

Qin Chen gave Ye Wutian a look of helpless sympathy, then followed that person out of the Ninth Palace.

Ye Wutian forced a smile onto his face and looked at Su Yihuan. ”Yihuan, you look really beautiful today.”

Su Yihuan gazed at Ye Wutian with a smiling expression. ”Do I?”

Ye Wutian nodded without thinking. ”Of course. Who am I, Ye Wutian, to deserve a wife like you? This must be a blessing I earned over eight lifetimes.”

Su Yihuan moved closer to Ye Wutian until they were less than half a meter apart.

Su Yihuan bit her lip as she looked at Ye Wutian. ”Wutian…”

Ye Wutian blinked. Was this…?

He glanced around and hesitated. ”Yihuan, this isn’t a great place. Little junior brother just came down from the mountain—what if he suddenly comes back? I’ll take you somewhere else.”

”Take your head somewhere else!”

Su Yihuan slapped Ye Wutian on the chest and shouted loudly, ”Ye Wutian! You’re sick of me, aren’t you? That’s not what you said back when I left with you!”

Ye Wutian forced a smile. ”Yihuan, you heard wrong. I didn’t say I was sick of you. I said that cultivating on this mountain every day is maddening—am I wrong?”

”I was worried you’d be bored, so I was just about to take you down the mountain for a stroll.”

”Ye Wutian, is your memory that bad? Let me help you recall.”

”That’s exactly what you said last time, and the time before that too!” Su Yihuan said angrily.

Ye Wutian looked puzzled. ”Really? Are you trying to trick me?”

”Trick your head!”

Su Yihuan lunged at him directly.

Hearing Ye Wutian’s faint screams echoing from the mountain, Qin Chen couldn’t help but smile.

His senior brother and senior sister seemed to be quite the pair.

Following that person, Qin Chen continued forward, feeling as if he had stepped into another world entirely.

Before him stood an incomparably magnificent palace—this was the ”Main Palace” of Saber Saint Cliff.

Qin Chen could hardly believe it. It was all the same Saber Saint Cliff, yet the difference was this vast.

”The Cliff Master is waiting for you inside the Main Palace. I shouldn’t go in, so I’ll leave you here,” that person said.

Qin Chen nodded. ”Thank you.”

He walked into the Main Palace.

Extreme Origin Dao Master was inside drinking tea; the rich fragrance filled the hall. This was clearly no ordinary Spiritual Tea.

”Have a taste.”

Seeing Qin Chen arrive, Extreme Origin Dao Master smiled.

Qin Chen sat down beside Extreme Origin Dao Master and took a sip of the tea on the table.

The tea slid down his throat.

Qin Chen felt as if he were drinking high-proof liquor; the seemingly mild tea turned scorching hot the moment it entered his stomach.

But Qin Chen could feel it.

After that burning sensation, the flow of Elemental Power in his body sped up noticeably.

”How is it?”

Extreme Origin Dao Master asked with a smile.

Qin Chen smiled back. ”Good tea.”

”Oh? This tea is so spicy that aside from me, everyone who’s drunk it says it’s bad. Why do you say it’s good?” Extreme Origin Dao Master asked.

Qin Chen said, ”Because this tea can help Martial Artists cultivate. The taste might not be good, but anything that aids cultivation is good tea.”

Extreme Origin Dao Master couldn’t help but give Qin Chen a few more appraising glances. ”I can tell that to reach where you are today, you must have gone through many hardships.”

”Going through hardship is how it should be. There’s nothing to complain about. Besides, I’m much luckier than most people—after all, I’m still alive.”

Qin Chen replied.

He had never complained about how bitter or how hard his hardships were. Just being alive was the greatest fortune.

”How old are you this year?” Extreme Origin Dao Master asked.

”Twenty-two,” Qin Chen said.

From the Inheritance Day in Thunder Mountain City of Thunder State under the Great Origin Dynasty, that was when Qin Chen had truly begun his Martial Arts cultivation.

Since then, six years had already passed.

”Twenty-two?!”

Extreme Origin Dao Master was shocked.

He knew Qin Chen was young, but he hadn’t expected him to be this young.

In all of Saber Saint Cliff, Qin Chen was definitely the youngest.

No wonder!

No wonder he could become a Nine Rings Genius.

And the most crucial part was that at just twenty-two, he already had such views on life. This made Extreme Origin Dao Master value Qin Chen even more.

”Where are you from?” Extreme Origin Dao Master asked.

”I’m from the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect of the Great Origin Dynasty, a small dynasty,” Qin Chen said.

He felt no inferiority at all just because he came from a small place.

”Oh? Then do you know Li Guangxuan?”

Extreme Origin Dao Master asked in surprise.

”The Li Guangxuan you mentioned has the same name as the Sect Leader of our Heavenly Blade Saint Sect,” Qin Chen said.

”Then it should be the same person. Li Guangxuan probably never told you this, but he was once a disciple of our Saber Saint Cliff as well. He also came from the Great Origin Dynasty, so I remembered him.”

”However, you’re far, far better than Li Guangxuan. Among the many disciples of Saber Saint Cliff back then, Li Guangxuan was just average, but you are the cream of the crop.”

”Give it time, and Li Guangxuan will be proud of you.”