The Legend of Futian

Besides Ye Futian, Xia Qingyuan, and the Little Condor, Ying Qing was the only one that remained alive in the surrounding area of Xia Qingyuan’s palace in Senluo Manor.All the other people were killed by Ye Futian, including the rest of the Renhuangs standing behind Han Lin.

Ye Futian reined in the will of the emperor, but his body was still radiating brilliantly.

The rest of the people in Senluo Manor looked at Ye Futian with great fear and trepidation.

Since the chief of the manor and all of the top cultivators were dead, Senluo Manor was virtually wiped out by Ye Futian. The cultivators who were still alive were not a threat to Ye Futian at all.

The Sword Will was flowing in the sky and covered the mountains in which Senluo Manor was located. The entire area was sealed off by the Sword Will. People who wanted to escape were killed immediately.

“Is there any innocent Renhuang in Senluo Manor?” Ye Futian asked Ying Qing. Her answer would determine the fate of the few Renhuangs who were still alive.

“Everyone in Senluo Manor is either an offspring of the Han family or an outsider who decided to join. The offsprings of the Han family are all engaged in refining corpse puppets. Needless to say, the outsiders are accomplices as well. No one is innocent,” Ying Qing replied.

Ye Futian nodded. His divine consciousness covered everyone. The Sword Will burst out of his body and dashed to different directions. One person leaped into the air, attempting to escape. Yet the Sword Will streaked through space and beheaded him straight away.

The same thing happened everywhere else. Following a series of buzzing sound, all the Renhuangs in Senluo Manor were slaughtered in the twinkle of an eye.

The cultivators who were below the Renhuang Plane were filled with terror. The silver-haired young man seemed like a monster and the real Reaper in their eyes.

Han Lin brought the God of Carnage back to Senluo Manor.

“Take my demonic beast with you and deal with the people below the Renhuang Plane,” Ye Futian said to Ying Qing.

Ying Qing understood that Ye Futian had given her the authority to decide if other people could live or die.

Ying Qing had been cultivating in Senluo Manor, but she seemed to be brought here against her will. She was very familiar with people in Senluo Manor and knew who should be killed and who was in a similar situation. In addition, although Ying Qing had been hesitating if she should help Ye Futian, her behaviors in the past led Ye Futian to believe that she was more or less sympathetic toward him. She didn’t want him to be brought to Senluo Manor the first time she met him. Ye Futian supposed that she was a good person by nature.

Therefore, she should be the best person to make decisions.

“Okay.” Ying Qing nodded. She didn’t turn down Ye Futian’s request. It might be sinful to take people’s lives, but she was willing to play the bad guy this time.

She witnessed many of the crimes in Senluo Manor and had been suppressing her anger all these years. This kind of group shouldn’t exist in the world; they needed to be destroyed a long time ago.

She just didn’t expect that everything would happen so suddenly. A dying man who was picked up on the road and was about to be transformed into a corpse puppet somehow exterminated Senluo Manor.

Ying Qing felt like she was in a dream even now.

“Little Condor, follow her and take care of this,” said Ye Futian. The Black Wind Condor nodded. He spread its wings and leaned forward with a menacing look. He had been burning with indignation for the past few days. His master was almost turned into a corpse puppet. He would kill off every single person in Senluo Manor if this were up to him.

But he would follow Ye Futian’s instructions.

Ye Futian landed on the ground after Ying Qing and the Black Wind Condor left. He looked at Xia Qingyuan and said, “Thank you very much.”

Xia Qingyuan nodded slightly. Ye Futian spent days regaining his strength and didn’t even have a chance to talk to her. The crisis was finally resolved, and she was relieved from distress now that Senluo Manor was destroyed.

“Emperor Xia doesn’t know what happened. He is probably going to stay worried for a while,” Ye Futian said with a bitter smile. He owed Emperor Xia a debt of gratitude for his recognition and appreciation of his talents. Emperor Xia adored Xia Qingyuan, and Ye Futian didn’t want her to waste her time on him. Therefore, he lied to Xia Qingyuan before to make her return to Emperor Xia’s Realm.

Xia Qingyuan also felt a little sorrowful at the thought of her father.

Ever since she arrived at the Divine Prefecture, she had no idea when she could go back or if she could make it home alive at all.

She already learned that she was in the Donghua Domain of the Divine Prefecture.

Ye Futian turned around and walked to the cliff. He gazed into the distance and said, “I heard that the Outer Realms are boundless. In the Original Realm, the 3,000 Realms of the Great Path is the land of cultivation. But it seems tiny and trivial when compared with the endless empty space outside. The Divine Prefecture, on the other hand, might be a complete world without those empty space.”

He couldn’t gauge the size of the Divine Prefecture in the short time he had been here. But it was probably impossible for him to return to the Original Realm in the near future.

The divine item Princess Donghuang gave to him could pierce through the Void Realm and bring him out. But it couldn’t take him back into the Void Realm from the Divine Prefecture.

Thus, it was irreversible.

Princess Donghuang sent him here since she didn’t want him to die, yet he couldn’t stay in the Original Realm either.

Xia Qingyuan walked to him and said in a low voice, “Emperor Xia’s Realm was the Upper Worlds when you were in the Nine States. The 3,000 Realms of the Great Path were far away from us.”

Ye Futian understood Xia Qingyuan. He smiled and said, “Your Highness never said these things to me before.”

He addressed Xia Qingyuan by her title since they talked about Emperor Xia’s Realm and the Nine States.

“Back in the day, I would just order you to take me with you,” said Xia Qingyuan.

Taking a trip down memory lane, Ye Futian laughed. He looked at Xia Qingyuan’s beautiful face and suddenly felt aroused. He remembered the divine Goddess in the lotus that night.

“I already said that Your Highness must be breathtaking in women’s attire. Unfortunately, I haven’t had a chance to see that yet,” Ye Futian curled his lips and said.

Xia Qingyuan raised her face and saw the smile in Ye Futian’s eyes. She turned around and went into the palace to change.

She walked out after a short while. The entire world seemed to have lost its color in the face of her beauty. Ye Futian was stunned for a moment, and then he grinned from ear to ear. She was even more gorgeous than he had imagined.

Xia Qingyuan walked to Ye Futian. Her eyelashes flickered when she realized that he had been staring at her. Her bright eyes sparkled as she asked him quietly, “Am I beautiful?”

“No.” Ye Futian chuckled and turned his eyes away. Surprised, Xia Qingyuan rolled her eyes at him flirtatiously.

“Liar,” she grumbled in a soft voice. Ye Futian didn’t deny.

Ying Qing and the Little Condor dealt with the remaining cultivators in Senluo Manor and came back to Ye Futian and Xia Qingyuan.

“Is it over?” Ye Futian asked Ying Qing.

“Yes.” Ying Qing nodded.

“Good.” Ye Futian covered Senluo Manor with his divine consciousness. “Senluo Manor doesn’t exist from this day forward. You’re dismissed.”

Many people bowed at Ye Futian’s direction before they left. They weren’t killed because they were not part of the Han family. They were grateful that Ye Futian let them go. He didn’t have to go out of his way to sift them out. It was not unusual for a person as powerful as him to kill them altogether.

But Ye Futian showed them mercy.

“Senior, can I follow you to cultivate?” one man was brave enough to ask Ye Futian. Many people turned around upon hearing the question.

If they could learn from someone like Ye Futian…

Nevertheless, Ye Futian shook his head. The man who asked the question left in disappointment. Other people also gave up that wishful idea. They were already lucky that Ye Futian was willing to let them go.

The mountain range soon became quiet after everyone else was gone.

Ye Futian looked at Ying Qing and asked, “Did I lie to you?”

Ying Qing sighed to herself. She asked Ye Futian, “You don’t blame me?”

She was not entirely free from worry when Ye Futian was killing Han Lin and others. He might bide his time to clear the score with her after extricating himself from the difficult situation. If Ye Futian was a petty man, it was not impossible for him to eat his words since she didn’t help him wholeheartedly anyway.

“You didn’t have a choice at that time. Besides, you risked your own life to help me. Why would I blame you?” Ye Futian looked at Ying Qing. Although Ying Qing didn’t do a lot, she was a crucial part of his plan. It was critical that she brought him out of the You Pavilion to Xia Qingyuan. Otherwise, he couldn’t be certain that he would get out safely.

On top of that, Ye Futian would be finished if Ying Qing sold him out to Han Lin in exchange for his appreciation.

That being the case, Ying Qing basically saved Ye Futain’s life.

Ye Futian wasn’t a narrow-minded, spiteful man.

“I told you that we could make a deal once I’m out of danger. There must be plenty of treasures in Senluo Manor. Do you want to pick some since they’re all dead now?” Ye Futian asked Ying Qing.

Ying Qing raised her hand and looked at Ye Futian. “Since you acknowledge my contribution, can I give up the treasures and ask you for one thing?”

Ye Futian promised her that he would give her something once he got out.

“What do you want?” Ye Futian asked. The treasures in the Senluo Manor must be in the Renhuang-grade. Why didn’t Ying Qing want them?

He even allowed Ying Qing to pick several rather than just one.

“Kill someone for me,” Ying Qing said. Her eyes suddenly turned cold and vicious.

“Who?”

Ye Futian asked. Ying Qing didn’t choose the treasures. Instead, she wanted him to kill a person.

“The current master of the Dongyuan Pavilion,” said Ying Qing.

“Who is he?” Ye Futian asked again.

Surprised, Ying Qing stared at Ye Futian. A strange look flashed across her face.

Ye Futian acted completely normal and looked back at her calmly. Ying Qing realized that Ye Futian really didn’t know…

How could he not know about Dongyuan Pavilion?

Did it mean that Ye Futian was a foreigner who came from another world?

Ye Futian noticed Ying Qing’s expression and figured out that the person she named was probably very famous. However, he didn’t know anything about the Divine Prefecture except for the few pieces of information gathered through the Little Condor.