Chapter 88

The snow in the imperial city accumulated thicker and thicker. Qin Wentian stood on the balcony, looking out, thinking to himself, when would this snow stop.

Below the balcony, a figure stepped through the snow, looking up and said to Qin Wentian, "Wentian, I have found the information you asked for."

Qin Wentian's body leaped at these words, jumping down from the balcony and landing on the snow.

"Uncle Yang, how is my father?" Qin Wentian was precisely the one who asked the Divine Armory Pavilion to investigate Qin Chuan's situation.

"A few months ago, the news of the banquet spread, and many people criticized the royal family's actions. Since the Qin family is descended from loyal ministers, Chu Tianjiao wanted Qin Chuan to confess." Yang Chen said to Qin Wentian, "Naturally, your father was unwilling, so the royal family decided to parade Qin Chuan through the imperial city in two days."

"My father, with his iron will, would never accept such humiliation." Qin Wentian's expression suddenly became sharp.

"I think so too; it's too cruel for your father. Moreover, Qin Yao might not be able to sit still. Perhaps they want to use your father to lure Qin Yao out of the Imperial Star Academy, and then use Qin Yao to force your father to confess, killing two birds with one stone." Yang Chen said in a low voice.

Qin Wentian took a deep breath; Chu Tianjiao was too ruthless.

His father, Qin Chuan, was a man of great character, who would rather die than suffer such humiliation.

"I understand." Qin Wentian gazed at the snowflakes floating in the air, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Wentian, this is a divine pattern ring, which can store items. Although it's the simplest divine pattern ring, it can still hold quite a lot. Take it." Yang Chen handed a stone ring to Qin Wentian.

Qin Wentian took it, infused it with star power, and was surprised to find that he could sense an inner space within the stone ring.

"This thing is very precious, right?" Qin Wentian asked Yang Chen.

"In our Divine Armory Pavilion, only one person can forge a divine pattern ring. This is because the spatial divine pattern is already precious and extremely difficult to engrave." Yang Chen smiled, not directly answering, but Qin Wentian understood its value.

"Uncle Yang, I'll take it." Qin Wentian smiled at Yang Chen.

"Work hard. A genius who can engrave a third-stage divine pattern at seventeen, I've never heard of such a thing in my life." Yang Chen patted Qin Wentian's shoulder and smiled, then left.

Qin Wentian knew that the Divine Armory Pavilion had high hopes for him. A skilled alchemist could possess endless wealth.

If the Chu Kingdom were to produce a fourth-stage alchemist, it would cause a tremendous stir, and many experts at the Primordial Mansion Realm would come seeking help.

Qin Wentian undoubtedly had this potential. If he could one day engrave a fourth-stage divine pattern, the Divine Armory Pavilion could assist him in forging a fourth-stage divine weapon.

Lifting his feet, Qin Wentian walked toward the Alchemy Hall, preparing to forge a divine weapon for himself.

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The snow on the ground in the imperial city was already half a foot thick. Majestic buildings were covered in white snow, and the entire city seemed enveloped in a pure white world.

The air was filled with a faint chill.

Despite this, the Xuanwu Platform in the imperial city was crowded with people, many braving the wind and snow to come here.

It was said that today, the military guards led by the Ye family would start from here, parading Qin Chuan through the imperial city to announce his crimes.

Qin Chuan of the Qin family in Tianyong City, the son of General Qin Wu, would he confess on the Xuanwu Platform?

In the distance, a group of cavalry gradually approached. Hundreds of soldiers escorted an iron prison, in which a man with disheveled hair, looking like a beggar, was confined.

"Qin Chuan of the Qin family." Everyone sighed inwardly.

The soldiers escorted Qin Chuan to the Xuanwu Platform, and then a man rode up to Qin Chuan.

"Qin Chuan, the Qin family has already rebelled. Why don't you confess your crimes, admit that the Qin family had a plan, and reveal the hidden pawns? You'll suffer less." The man said to Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan raised his head, looking at the man, a look of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"Bai Qingsong, you have no right to ask me. Get lost." Qin Chuan's voice was still strong, his gaze sharp, staring directly at Bai Qingsong.

"You are insolent." A clear voice came from the side, it was Bai Qiuxue. She sat on a warhorse, looking down at Qin Chuan, her gaze cold.

"Bai Qiuxue, you and your father are only fit to be the Ye family's lackeys. What talent? You can't even condense your second star soul. Without my son Wentian's help, you probably can't condense a star soul at the third heaven, you can only continue to enhance your star sense." Qin Chuan looked at Bai Qiuxue and sneered, "I was blind to agree to that marriage. Compared to Wentian, you are like a crow to a phoenix."

"You are insolent." Bai Qiuxue's face turned extremely ugly, as if hit where it hurt. She indeed had not yet condensed her second star soul, not that she couldn't, but she couldn't freely choose a star soul at the third heaven, so she wanted to continue practicing to enhance her star sense. She didn't expect that Qin Chuan in the Black Castle would know about this.

"Today's parade is the responsibility of the Ye and Yan families. Your Bai family can only be the vanguard, doing the running around." Qin Chuan, though in a dangerous situation, seemed calm, having long put life and death out of his mind.

"Shut up, Qin Wentian is probably already dead." Yan Yuhang rode up, pointing at Qin Chuan, his voice filled with a sword-like intent.

"Since he won't confess, take him away, set off." Yan Yuhang shouted, and the soldiers immediately formed up, preparing to parade Qin Chuan through the imperial city.

Onlookers saw that the leading figures in the parade included young men, such as Yan Yuhang of the Yan family and Ye Zhan of the Ye family. These major families were gradually letting their young generation move around outside, and in the future, these young men would be the pillars of their families.

In the crowd, a woman in a white robe and a hood clenched her fists, it was Qin Yao.

However, Ruo Huan gently held her hand.

"Sister Ruo Huan." Qin Yao gritted her teeth, her heart struggling.

"Your father would never want to see the same situation again." Ruo Huan said softly.

"But my father, a man of iron, how can he bear such humiliation?" Qin Yao's voice trembled slightly, and Ruo Huan sighed, "Let's see. I heard from the teacher that Wentian is still alive, but I don't know why he hasn't returned to the academy. I'm afraid he might come today."

As they talked, the hooves and wheels of the carriages rolled over the snow, leaving tracks.

The parade of Qin Chuan set off.

However, after a few steps, a figure in the front waved his hand, and the carriage procession stopped again.

The crowd looked toward the front. On the snow, a figure in a fur coat and a hood stood there, silent and motionless, as if he had always been there.

Yan Yuhang's gaze suddenly became sharp, piercing the figure, and he coldly said, "Qin Wentian!"

His words made the crowd's hearts leap. Qin Wentian from the Imperial Star Academy?

Qin Yao and Ruo Huan looked in that direction, their beautiful eyes narrowing. It was really Wentian.

"This guy, he really came." Ruo Huan sighed, "He's just a boy, always so impulsive."

But this impulsiveness also made people feel warm.

Qin Wentian took off his hood and threw it on the snow. His gaze did not look at Yan Yuhang, Ye Zhan, Liu Yan, Bai Qingsong, or Bai Qiuxue, but only at the direction of the prison cart.

"Foolish child."

Qin Chuan saw Qin Wentian standing in the snow, his thin figure so upright, and his eyes, those of a man of iron, were slightly moist.

A good man is not without tears, just not at the right time.

This was already the second time Qin Wentian had acted foolishly. Qin Chuan looked up at the sky, watching the falling snow, and sighed, wondering why fate had arranged such a destiny for him, even though he had such a son.

"Wentian, since you are alive, why come here?" Qin Chuan sighed.

The young man's eyes showed a smile, "As a son, how could I not come?"

"I am in danger, and since you can't change it, why be so foolish?" Qin Chuan sighed.

"In this life as a man, I only seek to stand tall between heaven and earth, without regret. Since I already know, I cannot not come." Qin Wentian still smiled, "At least, while I am here, I will not allow others to humiliate my father."

In the wind and snow, the young man's figure was so upright, his words firm and powerful, moving the surrounding crowd.

Youth and passion.

"Wentian, well said." A clear voice came, and Qin Yao also threw off her hood, walking out of the crowd to stand beside Qin Wentian.

"Sister, why are you so foolish?" Qin Wentian looked at Qin Yao, gently stroking her cheek.

"Aren't you the same?" Qin Yao replied, and then both of their gazes turned to the group of cavalry.

Several cavalrymen rode out, holding long spears, their expressions sharp, with a hint of killing intent.

"Capture them." Yan Yuhang shouted, and the cavalrymen turned into a whirlwind, charging toward Qin Wentian and Qin Yao.

Snowflakes splashed, flying in the air. The auras of the cavalrymen burst forth, all at the Wheel Pulse Realm, showing that this escort army was elite.

"Sister, I'll handle it." Qin Wentian pulled Qin Yao behind him, his figure still standing upright, watching the warhorses gallop toward him.

The young man's eyes, at this moment, were sharper than a sword!

PS: I need recommendations, I'm that persistent, hmpf.

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