Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Ye Futian looked at that figure, a bit depressed. He was looked down on by the remnants of an intent.
“If that’s the case, I won’t bother you,” Ye Futian said with a smile and walked away.
“I’ll do it,” a voice said then. Soone walked forward. It was a strong cultivator from the Yan Clan who specialized in fire. He was currently bathed in flas, and the mark of a fla lit up between his eyes. He grabbed at the fla scepter up ahead. The fla figure was embedded inside the scepter. At that mont, a terrifying gust of fire intent exploded.
The mark between the Yan Clan cultivator’s brows seed to light up and transform into powerful fire intent. It was at the Noble level. The surrounding Spiritual Qi surged into the mark. It glowed brighter and brighter like a fire zone.
The two ca to a stalemate. After a long while, a lazy voice drawled, “I’ll just settle with you. I’m not willing to wait anymore. I hope you won’t bring disgrace to my ritual implent. I will accompany your last few days in the relic. How much fire intent you can inherit is entirely up to you. Once out of the relic, you can only use your own abilities to activate the power inside the instrunt.”
“Thank you, senior.” The Yan Clan cultivator looked excited. He was the first to receive a ritual implent that contained noble intent. With this, he would have the chance to turn the noble intent into the purest and strongest fire intent, creating a mid-level noble intent. With its help, he would also have extrely explosive abilities, especially inside the relic because the other could aid him.
Many people glanced at Ye Futian. How could a First level Dharma Plane cultivator think so highly of himself and enter the relic? At the sa ti, many people made attempts after seeing the Yan Clan mber succeed but they all failed.
But just then, there was a shocked cry. In one area, a few people received recognition from the ritual implent at almost the sa ti.
It’s them. Everyone else’s eyes flashed. It was the four mysterious people. Now, three of them had received ritual implents with the noble intent. Even the Virgin Loulan Xue was a bit stunned.
When the last person received his ritual implent, the four of them flew into the air and left without glancing at anyone else.
“Virgin,” the sharp youth beside Loulan Xue said, “these people co from the Barren City. They’re interested in the relic as well and there might be a variable.”
Loulan Xue’s eyes flashed. She could obviously tell that the four from the Barren City were frightening. They were probably at the top level. If they really were interested in the Loulan Relic and received sothing, they most likely wouldn’t exchange with Ancient Loulan.
At this ti, Ye Wuchen walked to sowhere in the air. There was a sword before him. It was silver, gleaming with sharpness within the silver light. Ye Wuchen’s gaze was like a sword and he was instantly surrounded by sword intent. It radiated from him, enveloping towards the silver sword.
In an instant, the silver sword burst with dazzling light. Shocking sword intent pierced into Ye Wuchen’s mind as if trying to kill him. Ye Wuchen’s eyes were extrely sharp. Sword intent went flying from between his eyes, fighting against the other sword intent and trying to rush into the sword.
Crackle... A burst of terrifying sword intent instantly swept through the air, wrapping Ye Wuchen within. It was out for the kill and wanted to shatter Ye Wuchen’s will.
He seed to not feel anything. His body appeared to transform into a sword. Endless sword intent flew past him. He seed not to be of flesh anymore; rather, he had the body of a sword. Instead of retreating, he forged onwards.
Crack! There was a sharp sound, and blood appeared at the corner of Ye Wuchen’s lips. It was like the final warning to him.
Ye Wuchen closed his eyes. He could feel the sword pointed at him as if it could end his life at any ti. At that mont, in his senses, Ye Wuchen also transford into a sword. He went towards the sword in front, trying to resonate with it.
The two swords clashed and the one that Ye Wuchen transford into cracked. It broke apart bit by bit but the broken sword lded into the other one. It couldn’t be killed.
The sword clanged and shone brightly. Then it was grasped in Ye Wuchen’s hand; the sword intent fused with Ye Wuchen’s will.
“He succeeded.” Everyone’s eyes flashed, trained on Ye Wuchen.
Qian Yang’s eyes were also odd. He invited Ye Futian’s group because he saw the trio’s performance at the Noble Grotto. They could triumph over the Noble Grotto; could they triumph over the noble ritual implents?
Reality proved that they could. Ye Wuchen had received one while he and Zhao Han had failed. It was a different sword but it showed that Ye Wuchen’s will was strong and was recognized by the sword.
Ye Futian saw Ye Wuchen with the sword in the air. A smile appeared in his eyes. He couldn’t be left behind. Picking up his feet, Ye Futian arrived at a place further back. There was a dragon-shaped guqin before him. He stood before it and strumd the strings. In that instant, terrifying musical sorcery rushed into Ye Futian’s mind. It shook in everyone else’s eardrums at the sa ti but the attack on Ye Futian was stronger.
The music created when the strings were played was like a dragon’s cry.
The guqin contains dragon charm. Ye Futian’s eyes flashed. He played the strings again and the dragon cry once again shook the sky and earth. This ti, the intent shaking inside Ye Futian’s mind was even stronger, like a type of backlash.
“Stop,” an ice-cold voice said. Ye Futian looked up and saw that fla scepter in the hands of the Yan Clan cultivator. The illusory intent appeared again. The fla figure stared at Ye Futian and said coldly, “You are not allowed to touch that instrunt.”
“Why?” Ye Futian glanced over. It was one thing for the figure to not let Ye Futian touch it since it was the physical incarnate of the scepter’s intent. But why did it care if Ye Futian wanted to choose another ritual implent?
“No reason. If I tell you to stop, then stop,” the fla figure replied indifferently. It appeared extrely overbearing.
Ye Futian glanced at it and then lowered his head. He played the instrunt again. True dragon roar sounded, shaking the world. His mind suffered from the backlash again. He realized that the guqin only had pure intent and no consciousness. The intent was completely lded into the guqin.
“I want this,” Ye Futian said coolly to the fla figure, looking up.
“You can’t withstand it,” the fla figure said coldly. It seed to care for the guqin and didn’t want Ye Futian to disgrace it.
“Oh?” Ye Futian sneered. He strumd the instrunt strings and music stread out continuously. Like a dragon roaring from a mountain, a burst of extrely powerful intent charged endlessly into Ye Futian’s mind.
The fla figure glared at him. A First level Dharma Plane dares to touch this guqin? He’s looking for death.
Ye Futian didn’t know what it was thinking. He continued playing while his mind continued to suffer the lody’s backlash. It transford into a shocking intent attack, the dragon’s roar shattered everything.
This instrunt seed to not allow anyone to play it. But Ye Futian wouldn’t give up. He continued. The dragon’s roar intensified, almost tearing apart his will. The emperor’s intent descended, protecting his will. Playing the instrunt, he overlooked everything. Ignoring everything, he plucked the strings and an extraordinary aura radiated from him.
The dragon cried and the music continued without break. The surrounding people stared at Ye Futian, listening to his lody.
The fla figure furrowed its brows. The music grew higher and more domineering but Ye Futian was still unmoved. A strange look flashed past its eyes. Could Ye Futian really stimulate the guqin? But how could he withstand the backlash with his plane?
The old and simple guqin slowly started glowing as Ye Futian played. The music grew more and more terrifying while the light beca brighter and brighter. Following an extrely loud dragon roar that shook the sky, the music beca bright. It cut across the sky and many ritual implents rattled, seemingly affected by the music.
At that mont, Ye Futian felt sothing break in the guqin. It was dazzling bright and his intent finally lded directly into the guqin, no longer feeling any backlash. In fact, he felt the extrely powerful intent contained within the guqin. It seed to lie on the instrunt just as how the fla figure had been on the scepter.
Seeing this, the fla figure’s expression grew uncomfortable. Ye Futian had actually awakened the guqin. Terrifying fla intent burst from its eyes, going to brand Ye Futian. It was so frightening.
Ye Futian’s emperor’s intent seeped into the guqin. He plucked the strings and a shockingly resonant music seed to explode. It was like a true dragon coming to life. It collided with the incoming fire intent, shattering it. The surrounding ritual implents shook even more violently, seemingly guided by the music.
The fla figure’s eyes were extrely cold. It attacked once again but Ye Futian, imrsed in the guqin, didn’t even look. He played the strings again and an even more powerful note tore through everything, wiping towards the fla figure’s intent.
Seeing this, everyone’s eyes were on Ye Futian. He had received the ritual implent and it seed to be really powerful. Ye Futian used its strength to fight directly against the fla scepter’s intent.
What they didn’t understand was why this fla figure wanted to stop Ye Futian. What was the story behind this guqin?
Finally, the fla figure stopped. It looked at Ye Futian and said coldly, “You are able to receive this instrunt by serendipity. If I see you disgrace this guqin in the relic, I will kill you.”
Ye Futian glanced coldly at it. He’d tried to communicate with it but was rejected directly because of his low plane. Now that he’d received the guqin, it was still being nosy.
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