Chapter 86

In the winter of the State of Chu, a chill permeated the air, and snowflakes danced in the sky. Many passersby on the road were wrapped in cloaks, but some accomplished martial cultivators still wore thin clothing, ignoring the cold.

Qin Wentian, draped in a simple animal skin cloak, moved forward through the wind and snow. Occasionally, he passed by taverns where some hearty men drank to ward off the cold, discussing major events happening in the State of Chu.

"Such a snowy scene, with fine wine to accompany it, and a good friend passing by, this is the most delightful thing in life," a cheerful voice said. Qin Wentian turned his gaze to the right front, where he saw a simple hut with a wine pavilion outside.

There was only one table with two guests.

"Haha, since a good friend has come, why not invite him to drink a few cups?" another person said. This person looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, with clear and bright eyes, seemingly ordinary, yet giving off an extraordinary aura. His eyes were clear and spirited, and his smile was gentle, making people feel an immediate sense of closeness.

"Brother Qin, what do you think?" The first person turned around and looked at Qin Wentian, smiling. This young man was Drunken Immortal, who was drinking with his friend.

"Perfect for driving away the cold." Qin Wentian smiled and entered the tavern, glancing at the young man who looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight. He asked with a smile, "May I ask who you are?"

"Meeting through wine, no need to ask about origins. If we meet again, we will be friends." The young man poured Qin Wentian a cup of wine and said with a smile, showing a very carefree attitude, not inferior to Drunken Immortal's style.

"Meeting through wine, no need to ask about origins. I'll drink a large bowl for this." Qin Wentian laughed.

"Are you sure?" The young man looked at Qin Wentian with a half-smile.

"Of course." Qin Wentian nodded, and the young man poured him a full large bowl. Qin Wentian raised his head and drank, but as the wine entered his body, his eyes widened, and he couldn't swallow it all at once.

"Cough, cough." Putting down the bowl, Qin Wentian coughed a few times, his face turning red, which made the young man and Drunken Immortal laugh heartily.

"You, do you know how strong this wine is, yet you boast?" Drunken Immortal saw Qin Wentian's embarrassed look and laughed even more.

Qin Wentian shook his head and smiled bitterly, giving Drunken Immortal a glare, "You didn't even warn me."

"You said you would drink a large bowl." The young man also laughed. Qin Wentian, feeling helpless, could only pick up the bowl and force himself to drink it, his face turning red.

"It's your turn." Qin Wentian looked at the young man.

"Alright, it's my turn." The young man smiled and poured himself a full cup, drinking it in one gulp. When he put down the bowl, his face didn't change at all, making Qin Wentian feel a bit embarrassed. This person's alcohol tolerance seemed to match Drunken Immortal's.

"Shall we have two more large bowls?" The young man looked at Qin Wentian and smiled, making Qin Wentian roll his eyes and say, "Is this bullying?"

"Haha, I'll wait for you to improve your alcohol tolerance, and we'll drink next time." The young man stood up and said to Drunken Immortal, "If there's a chance next time, bring this young brother to drink again."

He took the cloak and hat beside him and stepped into the heavy snow, slowly leaving. His steps were slow, like an ordinary person, making Qin Wentian feel that this person was extraordinary.

"Is this person's strength not ordinary?" Qin Wentian asked Drunken Immortal beside him.

Drunken Immortal shook his head, looking at the figure, seemingly feeling a bit regretful.

"This person is extremely intelligent and has a noble character. The only regret is that he cannot cultivate." Drunken Immortal sighed, making Qin Wentian's expression change, a hint of surprise flashing across his face.

Drunken Immortal was a straightforward person. Since he called the young man extremely intelligent and noble, it was clear that the young man was an extraordinary person. But for such a person to be unable to cultivate was indeed a pity.

Qin Wentian couldn't help but think of himself. When he couldn't cultivate, he also suffered a lot of neglect. If the other person was just an ordinary person, it would be better, but if he was born into a noble family, it would be extremely difficult. From the other person's demeanor, the latter seemed more likely.

"Now there are rumors that you are dead, but to see you appear here again is indeed comforting." Drunken Immortal raised his cup and smiled at Qin Wentian.

"I had good luck and managed to escape from death." Qin Wentian smiled. This time was even more dangerous than when he was pursued by Oufeng and the others. If it weren't for the demon tide, the Black Phoenix Carving, and that transformation, he might have been buried in the Dark Forest.

This seemed to be just as many people had warned him: there are many geniuses outside, and many geniuses die young.

"Surviving a great disaster, there must be a great fortune." Drunken Immortal didn't ask more, just said, "What are your plans next? Return to the academy?"

"Before returning to the academy, I plan to visit the Divine Armament Pavilion first. Didn't you say you wanted me to give you a good sword? Do you want to come with me?" Qin Wentian smiled and asked Drunken Immortal.

Drunken Immortal's eyes lit up, and he laughed, "It seems you have made progress in divine patterns. Let's go, I'll accompany you to the Divine Armament Pavilion."

Drunken Immortal stood up, and he and Qin Wentian walked on the snowy ground toward the Divine Armament Pavilion, their steps quick.

Feng Ping was also very happy to see Qin Wentian return. He had always been very concerned about Qin Wentian's news. A while ago, there were rumors that Qin Wentian had died in the Dark Forest, which made him very worried.

After learning Qin Wentian's purpose, Feng Ping informed Yang Chen. Then, Yang Chen sent three powerful alchemists from his private alchemy hall to work with Feng Ping to use the most suitable materials to forge a divine weapon sword. The most important part, the engraving of the divine pattern, was done by Qin Wentian.

The final result made Yang Chen extremely excited, as the divine weapon sword forged was a high-grade second-rank Reverting Origin Sword.

The value of such a sword was very high, providing power enhancement for Third Stage Wheel Pulse Realm experts. For Second and First Stage Wheel Pulse Realm experts, the enhancement was even greater.

Combined with its energy storage effect, once the right divine skill was used, the explosive power would be terrifying.

Qin Wentian gave Drunken Immortal a Reverting Origin Sword. Now, it seemed he could only forge high-grade second-rank divine weapons. If he could forge a third-rank divine weapon sword one day, he would give Drunken Immortal another one.

With his improved understanding of divine patterns, Qin Wentian, who could forge high-grade second-rank Reverting Origin Swords, naturally wouldn't lack star meteorite stones for cultivation in the Divine Armament Pavilion.

Qin Wentian did not immediately return to the Imperial Star Academy but asked Yang Chen to help him find out about Qin Yao. Learning that Qin Yao was at the Imperial Star Academy, he felt a bit relieved and grateful. Fortunately, the Imperial Star Academy was willing to help. According to Yang Chen, the person who made this decision was one of the nine honored elders of the Imperial Star Academy, known as Elder Gu, who was Mo Shang's master.

After that, Qin Wentian seemed to be sleeping all day, and even Feng Ping didn't know what he was doing.

However, in Qin Wentian's dream, he stood in an empty world, a world that seemed to have only him.

In front of Qin Wentian were two huge scrolls. One of the scrolls was extremely intricate and complex, with patterns constantly evolving, as if forming divine patterns.

This was one of the cultivation techniques Qin Wentian practiced, the Divine Pattern Scroll. By studying the scroll, one could harness the power of divine patterns to condense divine essence using the elemental forces of heaven and earth.

The second scroll seemed simpler, with bold and grand strokes, each stroke depicting mountains and rivers, and each ink dot marking the passage of time. This scroll, grand and majestic, depicted the world of mountains and rivers.

This scroll was the River Mountain Scroll, a transformation bestowed by the middle-aged man in green robes who had appeared in the Dark Forest, incredibly profound.

It seemed that the man had used his dreams to create the scroll, depicting the world of mountains and rivers in his heart. In his understanding, the meridians of the human body, various divine skills, and even the changes in the world could be depicted in a picture, and this scroll subtly resonated with divine patterns.

"What a terrifying insight, to create the River Mountain Scroll through dreams, and this scroll resonates with the terrifying cultivation technique, the Divine Pattern Scroll." Qin Wentian thought. The Divine Pattern Scroll used the power of divine patterns to form divine essence, which could then be transformed into divine skills, a rare and daring method.

The subtle resonance between the River Mountain Scroll and the Divine Pattern Scroll showed the strength of the middle-aged man in green robes' insight, indicating that he was an extraordinary person.

Although the River Mountain Scroll was not a cultivation technique or divine skill, its value was immeasurable, as it seemed to allow one to understand the world and all things. Qin Wentian could only slowly study the profound mysteries of the scroll.

Immersed in the two scrolls, over several days, Qin Wentian felt his understanding of second-rank divine patterns had greatly improved, and he could easily create second-rank divine patterns. At the same time, the speed at which he condensed divine essence using stellar elemental forces was getting faster. When he could do it instantly, he would be able to use second-rank divine patterns to form divine essence.

The capital of the State of Chu was still covered in snow, the snow getting thicker. Many young boys were even building snowmen, while older academy and martial house disciples continued to practice and break through their limits.

Luo Qianqiu, a prodigy of the Imperial Star Academy, was sitting cross-legged on the roof of a pavilion, letting the snow fall around him without touching him. Lightning flashed, making a crackling sound, and a terrifying aura enveloped him.

Inside his body, terrifying lightning and stellar elemental forces were furiously impacting his meridians, trying to open another meridian and reach the Eighth Stage Wheel Pulse Realm, but he was always blocked.

He opened his eyes, lightning flashing in them, and looked toward the Tianxing Pavilion. The task his father had failed to complete would certainly be completed by him.

Taking a pill, Luo Qianqiu swallowed it and closed his eyes again, continuing to push his limits.

Everyone was busy with their own affairs.

On this day, a shocking piece of news came from the Divine Armament Pavilion. Inside the pavilion, a genius master had emerged, young and able to create third-rank divine patterns, causing a sensation!

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