Chapter 31

Qin Hao and Qin Chuan were taken to the imperial city, Qin He's leg was broken, and the three armies were preparing to march to the imperial city. Qin Wentian understood that this was to put pressure on the imperial family, only by doing so would the imperial family dare not immediately sentence Qin Hao and Qin Chuan to death.

As for the Qin family expelling him from the clan, Qin Wentian was also very clear that this was a way to protect him. Perhaps after he went missing, Senior Mo Shang and the Qin family had some communication.

"In the world of martial arts, the strong have supreme power. One day, if I can soar to the clouds, I will trample the imperial power underfoot." Qin Wentian took a deep breath, a fierce flame burning in his heart. His first star soul came from the fifth heaven, and the second and third star souls could also be obtained. As long as he had time, what was imperial power?

Taking advantage of the night, Qin Wentian arrived at the Qin family residence. From a distance, he noticed several figures outside the gate, all leading horses and carrying luggage, seemingly preparing for a long journey.

"Yao Sister." Qin Wentian saw them mount their horses and gallop toward him. Soon, Qin Yao and the others reached him, and she was stunned to see Qin Wentian.

"Wentian." Qin Yao's face lit up with joy, and she dismounted, running to Qin Wentian's side.

"Sister, Qin Shang, Qin Zhi, where are you going?" Qin Wentian asked.

"Wentian, Grandfather and Father were taken to the imperial city. The Qin family has no choice but to send troops to the imperial city. If we lose, it will be a dead end. Uncle decided to send us to Xueyun Kingdom for cultivation." Qin Yao explained, and Qin Wentian immediately understood. This battle was forced, and the outcome was almost certain. Qin Yao and the others leaving was the best choice.

"We came at night to avoid being noticed. The young generation of the Qin family will leave in batches. Wentian, once you get to the Imperial Star Academy, focus on your cultivation and don't get involved in the war." Qin Yao said, her eyes slightly red.

"I understand, you all take care too." Qin Wentian nodded heavily. It was almost impossible for the war to reach the imperial city. Qin He and the others were doing the impossible.

"By the way, Uncle He is missing. We can't find him. Uncle Er and Uncle San are outside the city. You don't need to go to the Qin family residence; go directly to the Imperial Star Academy." Qin Yao said.

"Uncle He is missing?" Qin Wentian showed a hint of surprise. He wanted to ask about the demonic ape and knew that Uncle He was an extraordinary person with vast knowledge, but Uncle He had never told him about his past. After seeing the power of the demonic ape and the star man left by his deceased father, he was even more eager to know who his biological parents were.

"Qin Yao, let's set off early to avoid being noticed by the Ye family." Qin Shang walked over and said to Qin Wentian, "Wentian, in the Qin family, you have the best talent and the highest potential. You must strive to become a powerful person who can influence a country."

"Big Brother, you too. Uncle Er's grudge, I will make the Ye family pay with blood." Qin Wentian nodded solemnly. Qin Shang's father, Qin He, had broken his leg for him, and now, for the Qin family, he had to lead the troops south.

"Be careful in the imperial city." Qin Shang patted Qin Wentian's shoulder heavily.

"Wentian, we're leaving first." Qin Yao's eyes were slightly red, seemingly reluctant to part. She walked to Qin Wentian's side, opened her arms slightly, and Qin Wentian smiled, then hugged her, patting her back and said, "Sister, don't worry. Father will be fine. Uncle Er and the others will work hard in the army. I will work hard at the Imperial Star Academy. You, take care in Xueyun Kingdom."

"Okay." Qin Yao held on for a long time, then reluctantly let go. Qin Shang and Qin Zhi mounted their horses first, and Qin Yao finally let go, tears on her face, smiling through her tears, and said, "Brat, the next time I see you, you must become a true iron-blooded man who can protect your sister."

With that, Qin Yao turned and stepped onto the horse, her body gracefully landing on it.

"Go!" Qin Yao shouted, and the horse galloped away. She didn't look back, leaving like the wind. Qin Shang and Qin Zhi followed, and their figures gradually disappeared.

"Phew..." Qin Wentian clenched his fists, his gaze fixed on the direction of the Qin family residence, his heart filled with an intense resolve to become strong, to become powerful.

"Shouldn't you be on your way too?" At that moment, a voice came, and Qin Wentian turned to see a figure walking toward him, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"I guessed you would come back. I've been waiting for you for a few days." Feng Ping led two fine horses toward him.

"Hmph." Qin Wentian snorted, his expression cold, the 'proud' image of Mu Qing from the Star River Guild still vivid in his memory.

"I know you hate the Star River Guild, but this has nothing to do with me. Mu Qing couldn't control you, so he went back to the imperial city. Even if Ye Mo is dead, the benefits promised by the Ye family will not be lacking. Mu Qing took all the divine patterns you gave me, not a single one left." Feng Ping's voice carried a hint of coldness.

"What does that have to do with me?" Qin Wentian asked.

"I want to be your disciple." Feng Ping's words made Qin Wentian pause. This proud master alchemist, Feng Ping, wanted to be his disciple?

"I know you doubt my character. Over a decade ago, I became a martial destiny cultivator, but my talent was insufficient, and my perception was poor. A master alchemist told me that I could improve my perception by engraving and comprehending divine patterns. So I followed him and served as an apprentice for ten years, but he only gave me the simplest divine patterns."

Feng Ping still felt angry when he recalled those days: "Ten years, ten wasted years. But with those simple divine patterns, I entered the Star River Guild and worked hard to obtain new divine patterns, finally achieving some success and stepping into the second-rank alchemist realm. With second-rank divine patterns, I had a chance to become a second-rank alchemist, but Mu Qing destroyed everything."

Qin Wentian had given him second-rank divine patterns, and he had planned to study them slowly, but now Mu Qing had taken them away.

"I, Feng Ping, am not a good person, but if I take payment, I will definitely forge divine weapons for others, even if the quality is a bit poor, the grade of the divine weapon will meet the requirements. I still have principles, but Mu Qing has none. But what can I do? Without a stroke of luck, I would have to look up to him for the rest of my life. Even if I hate him, what can I do?"

Qin Wentian could feel Feng Ping's despair. Everyone has their own story. Feng Ping's journey had been difficult, but Mu Qing had easily taken away his hope.

"So what?" Qin Wentian said calmly. He wouldn't be overwhelmed by sympathy.

"Qin Wentian, your talent is astonishing. You can easily comprehend second-rank divine patterns that others cannot. If you use them for alchemy, you will earn a huge reward. But I think you will spend more time on martial arts. I can help you manage everything else. All the resources I obtain will be used to pave your path in martial arts."

Qin Wentian was slightly moved. He understood that an alchemist could easily earn a large reward, but alchemy required more than just divine patterns. It involved a lot of time and effort to gather materials and handle various tedious tasks. In the future, he wouldn't spend much time on it.

Feng Ping's words clearly moved him. Even if Feng Ping had his own motives, in this world, who would help others for nothing?

"You are an alchemist, yet you want to be my disciple? Don't you think it's beneath you?" Qin Wentian continued, knowing that he could only give Feng Ping divine patterns.

"You should know that it's easy to add flowers to brocade but hard to give charcoal in the snow. My vision is not so short-sighted. Although you face many difficulties now, if you can endure them, in the future, I might not even be qualified to tie your shoes. At that time, would you still look at me, a small person like me? Being your disciple is a great honor for me, and I don't think it's beneath me at all."

"Also, I want to witness the rise of a genius. I want to see you trample Mu Qing, that bastard, underfoot. When you look down on him, I want to see if he can still hold his head high and look at us with a proud and disdainful gaze." Feng Ping's eyes still burned with anger. He could only bring Mu Qing down with Qin Wentian's help, and he was betting on Qin Wentian.

Qin Wentian looked at Feng Ping, then at the fine horses behind him.

"Is one of them for me?"

"Of course." Feng Ping said, looking at Qin Wentian nervously.

Qin Wentian walked forward and mounted one of the horses. At the same time, a snow-white figure darted from the corner and leaped onto the horse.

"This guy, so fast." Qin Wentian glanced at the snow dog, then squeezed his legs, and the horse galloped away.

"Master, wait for me." Feng Ping smiled, then leaped onto the other horse and followed Qin Wentian, laughing, "Master, shouldn't you give your disciple some gifts, like second-rank or third-rank divine patterns, just a few?"

Qin Wentian saw Feng Ping's lecherous smile, rolled his eyes, and said, "Get lost."

With that, Qin Wentian's horse sped up, galloping away to head for the imperial city that night.

"Haha, Mu Qing, you bastard, wait for me." Feng Ping laughed and continued to follow. Not long after, they left Tianyong City and galloped down the road, dust flying under the starlit sky.

Qin Wentian looked back at the towering city walls, his eyes filled with determination.

This was Qin Wentian's first long journey. The wind blew, and the past was buried in the flying dust. The iron-blooded martial arts world filled with grudges and emotions, he had arrived.