Chapter 92

Luo Qianqiu looked at Qin Wentian, his expression showing no great fluctuation. The environment in which he grew up was different from that of the people in Chu State.

From a young age, he had seen too many geniuses and heard too many grandiose words. Of course, he had also seen many geniuses wither and die. He was very clear that any words were far less thorough than actions, and any grandiose words would turn to dust with failure. This was a world where the victors were kings and the losers were bandits.

Luo Qianqiu's martial heart was incredibly resilient and would not be swayed by a few words from Qin Wentian. In his eyes, Qin Wentian was just a passerby.

After he completed his mission at the Imperial Star Academy, he would leave Chu State and pursue a broader stage, competing with more geniuses.

Chu State was too small to contain him.

"At the end of this year, there will be a grand banquet. I'll be waiting for you," Luo Qianqiu said to Qin Wentian, causing the others to slightly tense up.

Of course, they knew what grand banquet Luo Qianqiu was referring to. The continent revered martial arts, and Chu State was no exception. Every year, before the year-end festival, there would be a grand martial arts banquet celebrated nationwide. Anyone under thirty years old and below the Yuanfu realm could participate in this grand event.

This martial spirit inspired generation after generation to move forward. Because it happened annually, most people had the opportunity to participate.

As for those in the Yuanfu realm, they would not participate in this grand banquet because their goals were elsewhere.

Luo Qianqiu returned to Chu Tianjiao's side, and Qin Wentian did not pay much attention to Luo Qianqiu's words. His gaze was on Chu Tianjiao.

"Three moves have passed. I hope the prince can give a promise," Qin Wentian said calmly.

"Yuhan, come back," Chu Tianjiao said to Yan Yuhan, who nodded slightly and walked back along the snow-covered path to Chu Tianjiao's side. However, he kept his head down, feeling utterly humiliated.

"Qin Wentian," Chu Tianjiao looked at Qin Wentian in front of him, a smile on his face.

"If I'm not mistaken, the young genius who can forge third-stage divine patterns in the Divine Armament Pavilion is you, right?" Chu Tianjiao smiled and glanced at the two Yuanfu realm experts beside Qin Wentian, speaking calmly as if he saw through everything.

"Divine Armament Pavilion's young genius? Qin Wentian?"

The crowd's hearts trembled again, their gazes fixed on Qin Wentian.

"It's me," Qin Wentian nodded slightly, not hiding anything. He knew he couldn't hide from Chu Tianjiao.

"I can completely exonerate you from the Qin Family matter. I can also plead for the Ye Family and Ou Family on your behalf. As long as you no longer interfere with the Qin Family matter, I am willing to help you in your cultivation," Chu Tianjiao said abruptly, and no one expected him to say such things.

The crowd looked at that handsome face, the smiling face, and couldn't help but sigh. Chu State's Third Prince, Chu Tianjiao, was indeed a dragon among men. As long as Qin Wentian nodded, he could set aside everything, even lend a hand to Qin Wentian.

This was giving Qin Wentian an opportunity.

As long as he nodded, Chu Tianjiao could set aside all grievances and even mediate the matters with the Ye Family and Ou Family. From then on, he and Chu Tianjiao could become friends.

The only condition was that he not interfere with the Qin Family matter, as the only conflict between Chu Tianjiao and Qin Wentian was their stance on the Qin Family matter.

Without the Qin Family, they could become friends.

The person recognized by the Imperial Star Academy, protected by the Divine Armament Pavilion, and the young genius who could forge third-stage divine patterns, Qin Wentian now seemed to have many halos around him.

As long as he was willing, he could soar to great heights in Chu State, and no one would stand in his way.

However, if he agreed, he would no longer be Qin Wentian.

"Thank you for your kind offer, Your Highness," Qin Wentian said calmly, not continuing. Clearly, he had refused, and this was also within the crowd's expectations.

Since he stood in the wind and snow today, blocking the escort of Qin Chuan, everyone already knew what kind of young man he was.

"Since I, Chu Tianjiao, have made a promise, I will certainly keep it. Qianqiu's promise is my promise," Chu Tianjiao said without much more. He had given Qin Wentian an opportunity, and whether to take it was up to Qin Wentian, not him.

No matter when, he always spoke so appropriately. He would keep his promises, and even if Luo Qianqiu made the decision for him, he not only didn't get angry but also said that Luo Qianqiu's promise was his promise.

The people of Chu State's capital seemed to have a clearer and more direct understanding of the Third Prince.

Chu Tianjiao, the pride of Chu State, it seemed impossible for such a person not to ascend to the throne of Chu State.

The current emperor has grand ambitions and had his children very late, so even the eldest prince was only twenty-eight years old. However, among the princes, he favored the Third Prince, Chu Tianjiao.

"Take Qin Chuan back, and do not mistreat him," Chu Tianjiao said calmly, and the soldiers who were ready to act turned and escorted Qin Chuan away.

Qin Chuan, in the prison, his gaze pierced through the space and landed on Qin Wentian.

"I always believe that you will prove yourself, to the entire Chu State, that you can do it," Qin Chuan's eyes were slightly red, and he thought to himself, "Chu State cannot stop your steps. Your world should be broader. Child, this is just a hurdle on your journey. Don't let me hold you back. Your future is long."

Thinking this, under his disheveled hair, there were eyes as bright as stars, looking at Qin Wentian.

Qin Wentian also saw him, as if he could read Qin Chuan's eyes, and he thought to himself, "Father, I will not let you down."

The people escorting Qin Chuan left, and Bai Qingsong gave Qin Wentian a deep look. He said to Bai Qiuxue, who still hadn't moved, "Qiuxue, let's go."

Bai Qiuxue was stunned for a moment, then nodded. Looking at the young man in the distance, her heart suddenly felt a bit chaotic.

Not because of regret, but because, from beginning to end, Qin Wentian had never seriously looked at her, not even once.

She still remembered the day she warned Qin Wentian that they were not from the same world.

Qin Wentian had also responded that they were indeed not from the same world.

Now, the facts seemed to prove who was right and who was wrong.

Bai Qiuxue looked up at the snowflakes falling from the sky, her beautiful eyes showing a hint of confusion. For the first time, she began to doubt herself.

The people escorting the prisoner's cart gradually left, but the crowd watching around them still did not disperse.

Looking at the three young men standing side by side—Chu Tianjiao, Luo Qianqiu, and Ye Wuxue—they were still so outstanding.

This battle gave them a clear understanding of Chu Tianjiao and Luo Qianqiu, and of course, they also 'recognized' Qin Wentian, the young man standing opposite the three young men in the wind and snow.

Today, there was no clear winner or loser, but their faces were deeply etched in the hearts of the crowd.

From today on, it would be hard for them to forget Chu Tianjiao's confident and calm demeanor, Luo Qianqiu's pride, and Ye Wuxue's depth.

They would also never forget the young man's resilience, determination, strong will, and extraordinary talent.

Today, Qin Wentian, like Chu Tianjiao and Luo Qianqiu, would enter the consciousness of the people of Chu State's capital for the first time, being 'recognized' by the crowd.

His name was Qin Wentian, the young genius who could forge third-stage divine patterns, with the Divine Armament Pavilion behind him and the will of the Imperial Star Academy supporting him.

Qin Family, Qin Wentian!

Chu Tianjiao and the others also left, walking through the wind and snow, leaving footprints in the white snow.

Behind them was still one person, Yan Yuhan. If there was a loser today, it was certainly Yan Yuhan.

Qin Wentian's gaze still looked into the distance. He felt a hand pat his shoulder and heard, "Don't worry, since Chu Tianjiao has made a public promise, he won't make things difficult for your father."

Qin Wentian nodded slightly and smiled at the person beside him, "Thank you for your help today, seniors."

"You are now a treasure of the Divine Armament Pavilion. In the future, I might need your help too," the Yuanfu realm expert said with a smile. They were, of course, people from the Divine Armament Pavilion.

They dared to stand behind Qin Wentian. In the world of martial arts, those with strength never had to worry about survival. They both had Yuanfu realm cultivation, and today they were only there to ensure Qin Wentian's safety. Chu Tianjiao wouldn't be foolish enough to send experts to deal with them or the Divine Armament Pavilion.

The Divine Armament Pavilion had a special status in Chu State, and the imperial power dared not easily touch it. Otherwise, if the Divine Armament Pavilion got angry and left Chu State to go to an enemy country, it would be a disaster for Chu State.

This was also the reason Chu Tianjiao tried to win over Qin Wentian. A young genius who could forge third-stage divine patterns would likely have many experts seeking his help in the future.

A high-level alchemist could easily win over many people.

"Since the people from the Imperial Star Academy have arrived, we'll leave first," the person nodded slightly to Qin Wentian and then left.

Qin Wentian turned around and looked behind him. In the wind and snow, a figure wearing a bamboo hat slowly walked away, as if he were just a passerby.

"Senior Ren, thank you," Qin Wentian's face showed a grateful smile. A true man knows his debts and favors, and he would remember those who had helped him.

Today, during one of the most difficult periods of his life, the Divine Armament Pavilion and the Imperial Star Academy stood behind him, supporting him against the pressure of imperial power. He would remember this favor!