Chapter 87

The news that came from the Divine Armament Pavilion was undoubtedly shocking. Martial artists were busy with their cultivation and did not have much time to study divine patterns. Moreover, engraving divine patterns was extremely difficult, and generally, powerful alchemists were elderly people who had spent a great deal of time understanding and engraving divine patterns.

Of course, martial cultivators who possessed the ability to forge star souls had a natural advantage in this regard. However, even so, it would be impossible to engrave a third-rank divine pattern without decades of hard work. Yet, the news from the Divine Armament Pavilion claimed that the genius master who could engrave third-rank divine patterns might be under twenty years old.

This was undoubtedly a bombshell in the alchemy world, causing a tremor in the alchemy community of the Chu Kingdom. Being able to engrave a third-rank divine pattern meant that with the assistance of an experienced alchemist and the right materials, one could forge a third-rank divine weapon. Both of these were not lacking.

The reason there were few high-rank alchemists was that there were few people who could engrave high-rank divine patterns.

Divine patterns were the most crucial part of forging divine weapons.

However, as many people tried to find out who this young genius master was, the Divine Armament Pavilion kept the information tightly sealed. It was clear that the news that had spread earlier was not intentionally leaked by the Divine Armament Pavilion but was accidentally disclosed by someone. The alchemy apprentice who leaked the information was now under strict control by the Divine Armament Pavilion.

Qin Wentian's residence was under strict protection. Yang Chen seemed to have settled in here, always following Qin Wentian, which left Qin Wentian speechless.

"Master Qin, as long as you agree to join the Divine Armament Pavilion, all the star meteorites you need for cultivation will be provided by the Divine Armament Pavilion," Yang Chen said to Qin Wentian. Since learning that Qin Wentian could engrave a third-rank divine pattern, he had not left Qin Wentian's side and had proposed various conditions.

A person who could engrave a third-rank divine pattern at the age of seventeen was unprecedented in the history of the Chu Kingdom. He knew very well what he should do.

"Even if I forge divine weapons to exchange, it should be enough to support my cultivation at this stage," Qin Wentian responded. "Currently, what I lack is not star meteorites."

"I understand," Yang Chen smiled. "As for beauties, I will do my best to satisfy Master Qin."

As he said this, Yang Chen gave Qin Wentian a suggestive look, making Qin Wentian's face turn black.

"Old Yang, you can still call me Wentian," Qin Wentian smiled bitterly and shook his head. The title "Master Qin" sounded a bit awkward.

"Yang Chen, how is your conversation with Master Qin going?" At this moment, a clear voice came from outside, making Yang Chen's expression serious. He looked at Qin Wentian and said, "Master Qin, the Deputy Pavilion Master of the Divine Armament Pavilion has come personally."

Qin Wentian was also surprised. The Deputy Pavilion Master of the Divine Armament Pavilion, given the wealth of the Divine Armament Pavilion, held a position of extraordinary status.

Soon, Qin Wentian saw a beautiful woman walk in. She looked to be around twenty-five years old, with delicate features, fair skin, and a captivating figure. One glance seemed to stir the heart.

"Such a handsome guy, I'll just call you Wentian. My name is An Liuyan. If you don't mind, you can call me Sister Yan," the woman's voice was clear and pleasant, with a special charm that made one feel comfortable. One word of address seemed to bring her closer to Qin Wentian.

"Sister Yan," Qin Wentian smiled and returned the greeting.

"Yang Chen isn't very good at entertaining guests, don't blame him. I'm here to tell you that from now on, all the resources of the Divine Armament Pavilion will be open to you, including cultivation techniques, divine abilities, and even high-rank divine patterns. The star meteorites you need for cultivation will be provided by the Divine Armament Pavilion. The intelligence network of the Divine Armament Pavilion will be open to you, and when you need help, the Core Realm experts of the Divine Armament Pavilion can act on your behalf."

An Liuyan smiled as she spoke, making Yang Chen and Feng Ping's hearts tremble. These conditions... were simply astonishing.

"What do I need to do?" Qin Wentian knew that to gain something, one must also give something in return.

"The Divine Armament Pavilion has no requirements for you," An Liuyan smiled, handing Qin Wentian a token. "This token will grant you the authority of a Deputy Pavilion Master, just like me."

Qin Wentian did not reach out to take it, but An Liuyan walked forward, grabbed Qin Wentian's hand, and placed the token in it.

"Little guy, how can you feel comfortable taking something for free?" An Liuyan winked at Qin Wentian and then laughed as she left, leaving Qin Wentian speechless.

The Divine Armament Pavilion had not made any demands on him, but as An Liuyan's final joking words suggested, could he really feel comfortable taking something for free?

The Divine Armament Pavilion's generous attitude towards him was the result of internal deliberations and an investigation into Qin Wentian's background and character, leading to this decision.

"Brother Wentian, if you need anything in the future, just let me know," Yang Chen looked deeply at Qin Wentian, sighing inwardly that the Pavilion Master had the foresight to leave Qin Wentian no room for refusal.

"Um, it seems I've been tricked," Qin Wentian looked at the token in his hand after Yang Chen left. He realized that from the moment An Liuyan walked in, he had only said one sentence, and it seemed that he had not been given a chance to refuse. Everything had happened so naturally.

Though the conditions offered were almost perfect, Qin Wentian could not help but admire the skillful approach.

"I'll go for a walk," Qin Wentian said to Feng Ping, then put on his fur coat and went out. Snowflakes were still falling outside, and Qin Wentian looked up at the sky, muttering to himself that this winter snow might not stop for a long time.

In recent days, Qin Wentian had always kept himself tense, and now he wanted to relax and take a leisurely walk.

Unintentionally, he arrived at the main hall of the Divine Armament Pavilion. Despite the snow, it was still bustling with people selecting divine weapons suitable for them.

Qin Wentian looked around, and when his gaze fell on a certain spot, his pupils couldn't help but constrict. He saw an old acquaintance he hadn't seen in a long time.

Master Mu Qing of the Star River Guild.

Martial cultivators had very keen senses, and Mu Qing felt someone was paying attention to him. He then saw Qin Wentian, his eyes flashing with surprise, and then he smiled, a hint of disdain in his expression.

"I heard you had Guan Yue warn me, and you caused quite a stir in the academy not long ago. It's quite lucky that you're still alive to appear before me now."

Mu Qing's expression was as calm and indifferent as it was in Tianyong City, but there was a sense of arrogance in his bones. When Qin Wentian refused to become his disciple in the past, Mu Qing had tricked him into the Star River Guild, nearly causing Qin Wentian and the Qin family to lose their lives.

Throughout, Mu Qing had never taken Qin Wentian or the Qin family seriously, treating them as mere tools.

If it were in the past, Qin Wentian might have been furious at seeing Mu Qing, but now, though he was still angry inside, his expression remained calm, showing no concern for Mu Qing's words.

"I heard Master Mu Qing is an alchemist of the Star River Guild. Why are you here at the Divine Armament Pavilion? Are you here to buy a divine weapon?"

"When did it become your business to ask about my affairs?" Mu Qing sneered. He was not here to buy a divine weapon but to try to find out who the genius master who could engrave third-rank divine patterns was.

Qin Wentian had been able to forge relatively simple second-rank divine patterns in the past, but Mu Qing did not dare to associate him with the person he was trying to find.

It had been less than a year, and as an alchemist, Mu Qing knew how difficult it was to advance in engraving divine patterns. He was still at the second-rank alchemist stage because he could not comprehend how to engrave third-rank divine patterns.

"I don't care about Master Mu Qing's affairs, but I hope you remember the despicable things you did in Tianyong City. Karma will catch up with you eventually."

Qin Wentian smiled, and Mu Qing coldly snorted, shouting, "I hope you live long enough to see that day."

With that, he turned and left. Since Qin Wentian had pointed out his identity as an alchemist of the Star River Guild, he felt it was inappropriate to stay and even more so to confront Qin Wentian in public, so he left.

"Truly a mood killer," Qin Wentian muttered, then also left the Star River Guild, walking leisurely in the snow, letting the snowflakes fall on him and melt.

After wandering for a while, Qin Wentian didn't know where he had ended up. In the distance, he saw a white figure blending into the snow, running quickly. When it reached Qin Wentian, it transformed into a blur and pounced into his arms.

"Little rascal," Qin Wentian was taken aback, holding the little rascal, a gentle smile on his face. "Little guy, what are you doing here?"

After saying this, Qin Wentian looked up and saw a figure running towards him, stopping in front of him.

In the snow, a white fur coat covered a perfect figure, leaving only a stunning face visible.

Mo Qingcheng stopped in front of Qin Wentian, then lowered her head and smiled.

When she raised her perfect face again, Mo Qingcheng said to Qin Wentian, "Let's get to know each other again. My name is Mo Qingcheng."

"My name is Qin Wentian."

Qin Wentian smiled at the clean and perfect face. "Thank you for saving me outside Tianyong City."

"It was nothing, it was the little rascal who led me there," Mo Qingcheng smiled. "Let's sit over there."

"Okay," Qin Wentian nodded, and the two went to an ancient tree. Qin Wentian took off his fur coat and laid it down, and the two sat there, leaning against the tree.

Mo Qingcheng looked at Qin Wentian, not knowing what to say, so she stretched out her hand, letting the snowflakes fall on her delicate hand, and smiled, "What beautiful snow."

"Indeed," Qin Wentian nodded, not saying much, just quietly enjoying the beauty of the falling snow.

The little rascal lay quietly between them, seemingly asleep. The handsome young man, the stunning young woman, and the falling snow seemed to form a beautiful picture. Passersby who saw this scene could not help but exclaim in their hearts.

This scene lasted for a while, and Mo Qingcheng turned to look at Qin Wentian, who also looked at her, still amazed by her beauty.

"You're really a dolt," Mo Qingcheng chuckled, then stood up and walked away, her figure gradually disappearing in the snow.

"Dolt?" Qin Wentian was taken aback.

"Am I really a dolt?" Qin Wentian looked at the little rascal in his arms, a sunny smile on his face. The little rascal nodded, and Qin Wentian's face turned black. Truly a rascal, indeed!

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