The Ancient Godly Monarch

Chapter 87: Snow view

The news of the Divine Weapon Pavilion undoubtedly shook the entire Royal Capital. Cultivators were always busy trying to break through, so how did they have the time to comprehend the Divine Traces, let alone study their inscription processes? Normally, grandmaster-level weapons experts were all old men who had spent a lot of time comprehending the Divine Traces as well as the inscription writing process.

Of course, cultivators with Astral Soul Type Forging would have an incredible advantage in this. But even so, if they wanted to write down the 3rd level Divine Trace, they would still need decades of effort and study before they could write down the 3rd level imprint. Now that there was news of the grandmaster of weaponry, a tier 3 Divine Inscriptionist before the age of 20, how could it not be surprising?

This news was extremely important to the world of weaponry and caused the Chu State to take center stage. To create a level 3 Divine Weapon, one would need a weapon expert who had a lot of experience, in addition to precious and precious materials to forge a weapon base.

As for why there was only a limited number of tier 3 weaponry, it was because there was almost no one who could write down a tier 3 Divine Trace.

The Divine imprint was the last and most important step to forging a Divine Weapon.

And moreover, just as many influential parties began to launch investigations they were trying to figure out who exactly the young genius grandmaster was, the Divine Weapon Pavilion did not charge to lock in this information. It was clear that the information that spread quickly had been accidentally leaked by someone in the Divine Weapon Pavilion. This person was none other than a weapon apprentice, and currently, the Divine Weapon Pavilion had even gone as far as locking up a weapon apprentice in a safe location.

The residence of Qin Wentian was heavily guarded by many guards. Yang Cheng had always been here, insisting on following Qin Wentian about, causing Qin Wentian to fall silent.

"Grandmaster Qin, as long as you agree to join the Divine Weapon Pavilion, in the future, all of the Yuan Meteor Stones you need for your cultivation will be fully provided by us." Yang Cheng enthusiastically offered. Ever since Yang Cheng discovered that Qin Wentian could write down a tier 3 Divine Trail, he had never left Qin Wentian's side, enthusiastically making proposals and offering all sorts of conditions.

A 17-year-old boy who can write down a tier 3 Divine Trace? What kind of character is he? At the very least, in the history of the State of Chu, there had never been someone who could achieve such a feat. And thus, Yang Chen was very clear about what he should do.

"i will be able to obtain enough Yuan Meteor Stones to cultivate me without even joining the Divine Weapon Pavilion." Qin Wentian replied, "The things I currently lack are not Yuan Meteor Stones."

"i understand." Yang Chen smiled, continuing. "You mean pretty women, right? I will definitely try my best to satisfy Grandmaster Qin's wishes. "

After which, Yang Chen even blinked his eyes lewdly at Qin Wentian, causing black lines to appear all over Qin Wentian's face.

"Sir. Yang, you can call me Wentian. ”Qin Wentian smiled bitterly and shook his head. Grandmaster Qin sounded too tacky.

"Yang Chen, how was your conversation with Grandmaster Qin?" At this moment, a crisp voice resounded. Hearing this voice, Yang Chen's face became solemn, as he looked at Qin Wentian, stating, "Grandmaster Qin, the vice pavilion of the Divine Weapon Pavilion has personally come to talk to you."

Qin Wentian was also surprised. Given the status that the Divine Weapon Pavilion has, the vice pavilion master must be someone extraordinary as well.

Very quickly, Qin Wentian saw a beautiful woman walking in. This woman is about 25 years old and has excellent features, with milky whites. His figure was very deceptive; just one look at it would cause people's hearts to stir.

“What a handsome young man, I will call you Wentian directly. My name is An Liuyan. If you don't mind, just call me Sister Yan. ”The woman's voice sounded crisp and melodious, and it seemed to contain special characteristics to it, causing those who heard her voice to feel very comfortable. Just the first sentence he spoke had already shortened the distance between him and Qin Wentian.

"Sister Yan." Qin Wentian smiled as he returned the greeting.

"This Yang Cheng doesn't know how to receive guests well, don't blame him. I'm here because I want to tell you that from now on, from now on, you are welcome to use all of the Divine Weapon Pavilion's cultivation resources stock, including cultivation arts, innate techniques, and even high-level Divine Traces. At the same time, for the Meteor Yuan Stone that you need to cultivate you, regardless of how much you need, the Divine Weapon Pavilion will provide everything. Not only that, all the secrets of the Divine Weapon Pavilion will be unlocked for you as well, and if you need help, then, The Divine Weapon Pavilion will send Yuanfu Realm cultivators to help you in whatever you need them to do. "

An Liuyan lightly smiled as he spoke. Towards the side, Yang Chen and Francis trembled. This condition ……

"What should I do?" Qin Wentian was very clear that there was no such thing as a free lunch in this world.

"The Divine Weapon Pavilion doesn't have your request." Liuyan's smile was like the blossoming of a beautiful flower. He gave the medal to Qin Wentian. "This medal will give you the authority and benefits of a vice pavilion master, just like me."

Qin Wentian did not extend his hand to receive it. Seeing this, An Liuyan walked over, raised Qin Wentian's hand, and directly pressed the medal into his hand.

"Little boy, I want to see if you have the face to eat this 'free lunch." Liuyan's beautiful eyes winked at Qin Wentian before she laughed and left, leaving Qin Wentian speechless.

Although the Divine Weapon Pavilion had no request from him, it was just as An Liuyan had said. Does he have a face to eat the 'free lunch' they gave up?

The attitude of the Divine Weapon Pavilion towards Qin Wentian was decided after analyzing and investigating Qin Wentian's background, personality, and experience. Only after that did they decide not to incur any costs to tie him down firmly.

"Brother Wentian, in the future, feel free to look for me if you need anything." Yang Chen deeply glanced at Qin Wentian, as he quietly praised the charm of the vice pavilion master. His tactics left no room for Qin Wentian to refuse.

"Damn it, it looks like I've fallen into their trap." After Yang Chen left, Qin Wentian glanced towards the medallion in his hand. Only now did he discover that ever since An Liuyan entered, from start to finish, he only had the chance to utter a single sentence, let alone refuse. Everything happens so naturally.

Although the conditions offered to him could be considered perfect, Qin Wentian also had to admire his method of persuasion.

"I'm going for a walk outside" Qin Wentian told Francis before stepping out. The sky is still adorned by beautiful snowflakes. Qin Wentian raised his head as he stared at the sky, wondering when the snow of this winter would stop snowing.

During these past few days, Qin Wentian had been feeling extremely tense, so he finally decided to take a walk outside to loosen up.

Unknowingly, his steps led him to the main hall of the Divine Weapon Pavilion. Although it was snowing outside, the warmth was comfortable on the inside of the hall. When he peeked, he could see many people choosing Divine Weapons that were suitable for them.

The Star River Association, Grandmaster Murin.

The senses of a cultivator were naturally sharp. Murin could feel someone staring at him. As he turned his head and looked at Qin Wentian, astonishment flickered in his eyes. However, he soon recovered, showing a disdainful smile on his face.

"I heard you told Gretchen to give me a warning. I also heard that you are the source of a lot of commotion in the academy. Now that you can still appear in front of me, alive, your luck is indeed not bad. ”

Murin's expression was the same as in Sky Harmony City. Poisonous and cruel, with arrogance etched into his bones. Back then when Qin Wentian did not agree to become a disciple under him, he planned and planned, luring the members of the Qin Clan to seek refuge in the Star River Association. As a result, many lost their lives.

From beginning to end, Murin had never once considered the Qin Clan to be human. To him, it was simply a tool to use as he pleased.

If it had been in the past, Qin Wentian would have already erupted in anger. But now, despite the burning embers of anger and fury in his heart, his outgoing expression remained calm and unperturbed, as if Murin's words did not have the strength to bother him.

“i've heard that Grandmaster Murin is a weapons expert who comes from the Star River Association. What are you doing here? Don't tell me you need to buy a Divine Weapon? "

"When do you have the right to clog your nose in my business?" Murin replied cynically. The reason for his arrival was of course not to buy a Divine Weapon. He was here because he wanted to see if he could find any information on a genius grandmaster who could write down a tier 3 Divine Imprint.

Back then, Qin Wentian was already able to write down a simple tier 2 Divine Trail, but Murin did not dare to unite Qin Wentian with the person he was trying to find the information for.

After all, not even a year had passed. As a weapons expert, of course he knew how difficult it was to achieve a breakthrough in comprehending the Divine Traces. Even for him, he had been stuck at the level of a tier 2 weapon expert for a long time without the smallest amount of hope in achieving a breakthrough with regards to comprehending a tier 3 Divine Trace.

"The matter of Grandmaster Murin, frankly, I can't be bothered either. I just hope that Grandmaster Murin still remembers the despicable actions you did in Sky Harmony City. Revenge will come for you, sooner or later.

Qin Wentian laughed. In response, Murin coldly snorted. "Hopefully you can live to that day."

After this, Murin flicked his sleeve and left. Since Qin Wentian had publicly declared his status as a weapon expert of the Star River Association, he did not have the face to continue enduring, either, not to mention dragging himself to argue with a junior of the younger generation. So, he could only choose to leave.

"Wet blanket." Qin Wentian muttered, as he too, stepped out of the Divine Weapon Pavilion, walking slowly while admiring the beautiful falling snow.

After walking for some time, Qin Wentian did not know where he was. As he turned his gaze to the horizon, he saw a small white body running fast, camouflaged within the snow. When the little thing approached Qin Wentian, it turned into a blurred shadow as it leaped into Qin Wentian's embrace.

"Little shit." Qin Wentian was stunned, but he hugged the Little Bastard into his embrace. A smile of excitement appeared on his face. "Little boy, what are you doing here?"

Shortly after, Qin Wentian raised his head and noticed that a graceful silhouette was walking and stopped in front of him.

Under the falling snow, a graceful silhouette clad in the purest white of clothes, covered her perfect figure. A face with features so beautiful that it could drop the kingdom could be seen.

Mo Qingcheng stopped in front of Qin Wentian and slightly lowered his head, smiling sheepishly.

He then raised his head, revealing his perfectly sculpted face once again. "Let's get to know each other again. My name is Mo Qingcheng. "

"I'm Qin Wentian."

Qin Wentian displayed a gentle smile as he looked at Mo Qingcheng's beautiful face. "Thank you for saving me that day outside Sky Harmony City."

"Don't mention it. This adorable person is the one who took me. ”Mo Qingcheng smiled. "How about we sit there?"

"All right." Qin Wentian nodded. The two walked towards the front of the ancient tree. Removing the outer clothing of his beast skin, Qin Wentian placed it on the ground, using it as a carpet where the two of them sat with their backs facing the tree.

Mo Qingcheng glanced at Qin Wentian, but he did not know what to say. As a result, he could only extend his hand, letting the snowflakes fall and gather in his hand. With a light smile, she spoke, "That snow is so beautiful."

"true." Qin Wentian nodded but did not continue saying anything as he quietly admired the beautiful scenery from the falling snow.

The little bastard was lying on the ground between them, as if asleep. A handsome young man and a beautiful young woman admired the snow together. This scenario is like a beautiful portrait. Passers-by couldn't help but exclaim in surprise when they saw this.

This beautiful scene lingered for quite some time before Mo Qingcheng turned his head, looking at Qin Wentian. Qin Wentian also turned his head to look at Mo Qingcheng, lost in her dazzling beauty.

"You're really stupid." Mo Qingcheng smiled. He stood up and walked away. Her graceful silhouette gradually disappeared amidst the falling snow.

"Dumbo?" Qin Wentian was stunned.

"Am I stupid?" Qin Wentian asked himself when he saw Little Rascal, who once again jumped into his arms, only to see Little Rascal nod his head in agreement. Black lines appeared on Qin Wentian's face. This little bastard is indeed a small bastard indeed!