Qin Wentian naturally wouldn't be bothered about the Plum Mountain Sword Sovereigness' feelings. He continued on with a light smile and that beautiful silhouette also walked towards his way, both of them meeting in the middle of the path. After which, Mo Qingcheng's hands stretched out, grasping onto Qin Wentian's. It was clear that were still traces of worry left in her, evident by her squeezing his hands even after she grabbed onto them.
The handsome and free-spirited young man, that young woman of peerless beauty. Both of them stood facing each other with their hands held together as the gentle wind fluttered their robes. It was as though they were truly a perfect match made in heaven, both of them perfect and without flaw, making it so that the others didn't want to disturb them.
Even those maidens from the Medicine Sovereign Sect felt that at this moment, the two of them were really extremely compatible with each other. This was because their mindsets had changed, the gazes they cast towards the young couple were filled with joy and blessings.
Lin Xian`er's beautiful eyes stared at these two silhouettes as her eyes flickered with a gentle smile. It was unknown what she was thinking about.
Mo Qingcheng took a step forward, holding on to Qin Wentian's hands as she led him over to the Medicine Emperor. The hand holding on to Qin Wentian's tightened perceptibly as her intelligent and beautiful pair of eyes stared at her master. Although she didn't say anything, the meaning she wanted to express was clear in her eyes. She was telling her master that this was the man she loved.
Qin Wentian had already seen the Medicine Sovereign when he was in the interior space of the ranking monument. Now upon seeing Mo Qingcheng's actions, he naturally understood the identity of this old man. There should be no doubt that he was the Medicine Sovereign of the Medicine Sovereign Valley. To the Medicine Sovereign, Qin Wentian's heart was filled with gratitude. After the battle at the Pill Emperor Hall back then, he had fainted into unconsciousness and even thought that Qingcheng had died. It was not until after Qing`er told him that Mo Qingcheng was still alive did he allow himself to have a trace of hope. That day when he saw Mo Qingcheng in ancient Ye, he was so pleasantly surprised that he almost entered a frenzy.
And that person who saved Mo Qingcheng from the dead was none other than this old man in front of him, the Medicine Sovereign. How could Qin Wentian not feel grateful in his heart?
The Medicine Sovereign right now was similarly surveying Qin Wentian. His squinty eyes showed no emotions; it was unknown whether he was happy or angry, causing Mo Qingcheng to feel even more nervous.
"Why? Do you feel very satisfied to be ranked as the number one in the Immortal Martial Realm? Are you trying to boast in front of this old man?" After being silent for a while, the Medicine Sovereign spoke, causing others to be taken aback. Could it be that the Medicine Sovereign didn't like Qin Wentian's attitude? But, Qin Wentian didn't seem to be strutting around in arrogance at all?
"Master." Mo Qingcheng pouted, her beautiful eyes filled with unhappiness.
The Medicine Sovereign was so flustered that his beard fluttered as he stared at Qin Wentian. "You little brat, do you think you can 'abduct' my disciple away just with this result of yours? Although the position of the top ranker of the Immortal Martial Realm isn't bad, there would be one such person every ten years. There's nothing to be satisfied about."
"Cough…" Beads of perspiration could be seen on Qin Wentian's forehead. He could feel that the Medicine Sovereign had no malicious intent, but the tone of his voice seemed as though Qin Wentian had 'abducted' his flesh-and-blood daughter away. Qin Wentian couldn't help but smile bitterly as he shook his head, "Senior, you should know I don't have any such intentions."
"What? You even dared to rebut me?" the Medicine Sovereign added, "Every ten years, in the Royal Sacred Region, I've seen too many characters like you rise and fall. That name engraved on the top-most row will be changed every ten years, yet how many of those could truly stand at the peak? So what if a cultivator was ranked within the top three? There's a possibility he might be slain or might be surpassed by others because of his self-satisfaction and arrogance. The weight of this ranking isn't as heavy as you imagine it to be."
The surrounding crowd were all stunned into silence. When Qin Wentian came out, he was the attention of everyone, dazzling beyond comparision. Yet the instant the Medicine Sovereign spoke, it felt like he was trying to knock Qin Wentian off a pedestal. Was he trying to establish dominance over this future son-in-law?
"That's right. So what if you are the top ranker of the Immortal Martial Realm? If you died, you would be merely nothing," an ice cold voice drifted over. The person who spoke was none other than Di Shi, who was now already joined by others from the supreme Di Clan. He could feel that the emotions of his clan members were all running low, clearly because of the impact brought to them by his abysmal ranking. Right now, Di Shi was feeling a vengeance in his heart.
"Shut the fuck up." An explosive bellow abruptly thundered out, jolting Di Shi so badly that his entire body trembled as he was forced backwards. After which, he only saw the Medicine Sovereign turning around. The narrowed eyes of that old man were now wide open, exuding an imposingness without being angered. A torrential pressure gushed over, causing Di Shi to be stifled into breathlessness.
"The family matters of this seat, when are you ever qualified to even speak out of turn?" The Medicine Sovereign blasted a palm imprint outwards, and with a thunderous boom, Di Shi was directly slammed flying. This sudden attack caused everyone to stand there dumbfounded. Right now, this tyrannical old man was completely different from when he was facing Qin Wentian earlier. The him at this moment exuded a truly terrifying might, causing the experts from the supreme Di Clan to all turn ashen. They didn't even dare to let out a fart when they thought about the identity of this old man.
And earlier, the chiding tone of the Medicine Sovereign when he spoke to Qin Wentian had no hints of the cold intent that was currently radiating from this old man. Just like what the Medicine Sovereign had said...these were his family matters.
The crowd all had expressions of clear understanding on their faces the instant they heard the profound underlying meaning of those two words. The Medicine Sovereign only chose to scold Qin Wentian because he was afraid that the young man's head would be up in the clouds, hence he wanted to remind him. And as for Di Shi, although he was one of the eight era-suppressing geniuses, when it came to having the capabilities to speak to the Medicine Sovereign, he was far from being qualified.
Qin Wentian was also dumbstruck by this scene. Staring at that tyrannical old man, he broke into a smile as he thought in his heart, what an 'adorable' old fellow. If the Medicine Sovereign knew Qin Wentian was thinking about him like this, one could only guess if Qin Wentian would be slapped.
"Master." Mo Qingcheng's eyes were red, yet right now she was smiling with happiness as currents of warmth circulated about in her heart.
As for Di Shi who was flung onto the ground, his countenance turned ashen, a scar a finger long could be seen on his once flawless face. His eyes were smouldering with rage as he glared at the Medicine Sovereign. He, whose heart was higher than the heavens, when had he ever suffered such humiliation before? He wanted nothing more than to kill the Medicine Sovereign on the spot. Such a killing intent instantly showed in his eyes, yet the Medicine Sovereign couldn't even be bothered to glance at him. Although this junior had some talent, considering the Medicine Sovereign's status there was truly no need to place Di Shi in his eyes.
The people from the Medicine Sovereign Valley all sighed in their hearts when they saw this scene. Seems like the doting of the Medicine Sovereign towards Mo Qingcheng had already reached a level where it was unshakable. What was laughable was that even now, there were people in the Medicine Sovereign Valley that were competing against Mo Qingcheng for the position of Holy Maiden. The only thing they couldn't understand was the reason why he doted so much upon Mo Qingcheng. She was someone he had only known for a brief period of time. Even more mysterious is that the Medicine Sovereign couldn't be bothered by external affairs most of the time. However, it was as though Mo Qingcheng was his own daughter.
"Qin Wentian." At this moment, a voice drifted over. After which, he only saw a group of figures walking towards him. These people all exuded a high-up noble aura, as though all of them had extraordinary statuses. Not only that, Qin Wentian also saw several silhouettes clad in luxurious robes standing near them and among these people was actually Shang Tong of the Grand Shang Empire.
This made Qin Wentian understand the identity of these people. They were all from the royal clan of the Grand Shang Empire.
The one who spoke was an old man that stood at the forefront. He looked to be around fifty years of age, but in reality his age far surpassed that. The eyes of this person contained the inherent aura of a king, exuding a pride so deep that it was carved in his bones.
"Qin Wentian, I heard that you are only an ordinary member of the Battle Sword Sect. The reason for your joining of the Battle Sword Sect is to have a chance to enter the Royal Sacred Sect in the future. Today, I'm formally issuing an invitation for you to join the Royal Sacred Sect, accepting you as my disciple. As long as you agree, I can guarantee that you would have the best cultivation resources and I will make you into a core disciple of the Royal Sacred Sect. Your future would be boundless."
That person slowly stated, the words spoken causing a terrifying wave to ripple through the crowd.
As expected of the top ranker of the Immortal Martial Realm. Even someone of the Royal Sacred Sect had already taken the initiative to invite him.
The Royal Sacred Sect was the absolute hegemon of the Royal Sacred Region. In this region, the most outstanding geniuses would all congregate at the Royal Sacred Sect. However, their statuses would all be different. For those who could be ranked on the ranking monument of the Immortal Martial Realm, they had already proven their latent potential and didn't need to take any test to join the Royal Sacred Region. In addition, they would all be able to become core disciples, let alone Qin Wentian - someone who had obtained the position of the first ranker.
Qin Wentian still remembered when he was filled with anticipation to join the Royal Sacred Sect the first time he heard of it. At that time, the Royal Sacred Sect to him was in a position so high up that it was unreachable. Jun Yu was precisely a member of the Royal Sacred Sect, and that status alone was already sufficient to lord over Grand Xia. But now, after undergoing the tempering of the Immortal Martial Realm, and after seeing the memories his father left behind, Qin Wentian's state of heart had long undergone a transformation. Even in the face of an invitation from the Royal Sacred Sect, Qin Wentian was still as calm and unflustered as ever.
As long as he was willing, he could simply inform the Immortal Martial Realm envoys and leave the Royal Sacred Region, joining the sect of that immortal from the Immortal Martial Realm. Surely, that was a power that didn't lose out to the Royal Sacred Sect in the slightest.
'This senior is an elder from the Royal Sacred Sect. Qin Wentian, I know that you have some grudge with our royal Shang Clan, but they are inconsequential matters, we can compensate you for that," a luxurious-clad young man who stood at the side stated. Obviously, he was also a character from the royal clan of Grand Shang and had an extraordinary status.
"Junior brother Qin, if you agree to go with him, you would be considered part of the Grand Shang faction when you join the Royal Sacred Sect. Our Battle Sword Sect has a faction within the Royal Sacred Sect as well, and can easily recommend your entry if you want to go. The ancestor would definitely take good care of you," Duan Han transmitted his voice to Qin Wentian. Qin Wentian had entered the Immortal Martial Realm with the identity of a member from the Battle Sword Sect, and eventually obtained first. This point was something that made everyone in the Battle Sword Sect proud. As someone from the same sect, Duan Han could be considered to have some friendship with Qin Wentian, and he naturally didn't wish to see Qin Wentian get poached away.
Ye Lingshuang was a little nervous as well. Her lips trembled as though she wanted to say something but eventually chose not to. Not only were she and Qin Wentian of the same sect, they were foster siblings as well. She would respect Qin Wentian's choice no matter what it was.
"Boss, when you were on the path of the monuments, that bastard Shang Tong made a move against us and even injured Lingshuang. If it isn't for the help of Fairy Lin, I don't know what the consequences would have been." Fan Le didn't care about too much, the bond between Qin Wentian and his friends was akin to iron, so he naturally spoke his thoughts without bothering to transmit his voice privately to Qin Wentian.
Qin Wentian narrowed his eyes. Between he and Shang Tong, it seemed there wasn't only the grudge formed back in the Xuan King City. After Shang Tong was eliminated from the path of monuments, he intentionally wanted to bully Ye Lingshuang and the others. Qin Wentian was extremely grateful towards Lin Xian`er, she had already helped him twice with no intention of mentioning it to him at all.
Naturally, Ye Lingshuang also didn't speak of this. Qin Wentian understood her intent, this was her way of respecting him. She didn't want to influence his decision.
"Qin Wentian, this is an extremely rare opportunity. The disciples under me number no more than a few." The elder from the Royal Sacred Sect spoke again upon noticing Qin Wentian's hesitation. His identity in the Royal Sacred Sect was extraordinary, and truly he almost never initiated an invitation to juniors, wanting to recruit them as his disciples. Given his pride, going to such an extent was already him holding Qin Wentian in extremely high regard.