Purple Cloud Divine Sect.
Under the sky do, fairy fog drifted ethereally, and celestial clouds billowed. Resplendent Spiritual Mountains soared high, piercing the clouds. Amidst these cloud layers, vast palaces could be faintly seen suspended in mid-air, enveloped by incredibly dense celestial energy.
The next mont, a dazzling streak of light swiftly pierced through the sea of clouds, appearing at the mountain gate. It was a small flying boat emanating golden radiance, with three figures standing tall upon it.
"So this is the Purple Cloud Divine Sect. It’s indeed more imposing than I imagined." Wen Zhixing stood at the forefront of the flying boat, gazing at the sect shrouded in fairy fog ahead, feeling no significant stirrings in his heart. By now, he had seen quite a bit of the world. Even if the Purple Cloud Divine Sect was a top-tier sect, it was still nothing special compared to the Hundred Tribulations Holy Land. So far, he had only seen the tip of the iceberg of the Hundred Tribulations Holy Land. There were many places he hadn’t visited yet. However, the crimson glows descending from the sky were sowhat interesting.
On his way here, Wen Zhixing had not forgotten to collect Fortune Fragnts. This ti, his luck was extrely good.
[White Fortune Fragnt 1, Current White Fortune Fragnts: 1/2.]
[Blue Fortune Fragnt 1, Current Blue Fortune Fragnts: 2/3.]
[Purple Fortune Fragnt 2, Current Purple Fortune Fragnts: 2/4.]
[Golden Fortune Fragnt 1, Current Golden Fortune Fragnts: 2/5.]
[Life-span -2, Current life-span: 3,962.]
Although he hadn’t collected complete fortunes, he had drawn two Purple Fortune Fragnts and a Golden Fortune Fragnt. He estimated that in a few more days, he would be able to get so good items. He was still in dire need of Fortune Points. If there were no suitable rewards, exchanging them for Fortune Points was also a good choice.
"Let’s go." Qin Yang nodded to Qin Hao and Wen Zhixing.
Soon, the three figures slowly descended from the flying boat. The mont they landed, the guards all bowed in respect. Qin Yang, however, strode forward without acknowledging them. This demonstrated the high status of Qin Yang and his companions.
"Hmm?"
Just then, a Divine Consciousness Powerower swept through Wen Zhixing’s body. Wen Zhixing’s heart tightened. Looking up, he saw two giant Qilin statues to his left and right, their eyes seeming to swivel, watching him.
"These statues have remnant Qilin souls sealed inside them..." Wen Zhixing, now with sharper perception, instantly saw through the nature of these two Qilin statues. His face remained expressionless, allowing the inspection to continue.
As expected, all three passed the check smoothly. Their identities were not an issue.
"Xiao Tian, Xiao Hao, you two get so rest first. I’m going to inquire about the specifics of the Selection of God’s Children," Qin Yang said quickly, after looking at his ssage Jade Talisman.
"Yes." Wen Zhixing and Qin Hao nodded simultaneously.
The title of Godson was far too important. In the Purple Cloud Divine Sect, the status of a Godson represented everything.
As soon as Qin Yang left, Qin Hao took a deep breath and, surprisingly, took the initiative to speak to Wen Zhixing, "Xiao Tian, I misjudged you before."
It was indeed rare for Qin Hao to take the initiative to lower his stance.
"No need for such words, Big Brother. We are, after all, kinsn of flesh and blood, brothers and friends. I was young and ignorant before. From now on, if we support each other, there will surely be a place for us among the strongest in Zhongzhou." Wen Zhixing shook his head with a smile, exuding a confident air as he spoke.
"Xiao Tian..." Seeing this, Qin Hao’s eyes flickered. It was unclear whether he truly believed what Wen Zhixing had said or if he had other thoughts.
"Alright, Big Brother, rest assured this ti. I will surely help you ascend to the God Child’s Position," Wen Zhixing said with another smile.
With that, he waved his hand and departed, not caring whether Qin Hao believed him or not, heading straight for his own residence.
"Qin Tian..." Qin Hao stood in place, silently watching Wen Zhixing’s departing figure.
Once Wen Zhixing’s figure had completely vanished from sight, Qin Hao’s expression gradually turned grim.
Qin Tian would think of helping him? He didn’t believe it! Both he and this younger brother were naturally cold-hearted; how could there ever be a day they truly cared for each other? But now... circumstances were stronger than any individual. "Qin Tian" was already a powerful expert of the Genius Spirit Realm; even if he was unconvinced, he had to suppress his discontent for now. His earlier attempt to curry favor had been an act of desperation. He was now completely at a disadvantage. He could only proceed one step at a ti, with great caution.
"Qin Tian!"
Just then, an icy voice suddenly rang out from nearby.
Hearing this, Qin Hao frowned. The voice was unfamiliar; it wasn’t anyone he knew. He turned his head to see a peerlessly beautiful woman suddenly appear before him. The woman was dressed in white, her beautiful eyes devoid of joy or sorrow. Simultaneously, an icy killing intent surged into his body.
"Who..." Qin Hao’s pupils contracted sharply. Sensing danger, he swiftly retreated.
CLING!
A faint sword chi echoed, and a longsword abruptly materialized beside the woman in white. The sword was peculiar in appearance, semi-transparent, its blade shimring with a cold light. A phantasmal white sword light flashed and then abruptly vanished.
The next mont, Qin Hao’s body froze. The tip of the longsword was already pressed against his glabella. A speck of crimson oozed out.
"Why are you running?" The woman’s voice directly entered his mind.
He was completely bewildered. What was happening? Who was this woman? To think he was being held at swordpoint, the blade against his glabella, right here inside the Purple Cloud Divine Sect!
"Who... who are you?" Qin Hao’s breathing quickened slightly, panic flickering in his eyes.
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