The Legend of Futian

Turtle Peak was very spacious. It was the cultivation grounds of Emperor Xi. No one dared to disturb Emperor Xi when they ascended the peak. They only stood at the outer regions of the Turtle Peak.

When Ye Futian and his group stepped onto Turtle Peak, they gazed into the distance. There were a few structures that were not quite majestic and seemed to be casually arranged in that direction. However, they seemed to carry an ethereal air of deities. It was as though they were in the Realm of Deities. It was exactly where Emperor Xi was at.

Many virtuosos had scaled the Turtle Peak. In this vast group of people, many had an extremely high level of cultivation. High-level Renhuangs could be found everywhere on the peak.

At that time, Ye Futian felt that someone was looking at him. He turned and looked around. He saw someone familiar. He met this practitioner when he was training on the Eastern Deity Island—Jiang Jiuming from the Jiang Clan Ancient Royal Family.

The Jiang Clan Ancient Royal Family was an extremely old clan; it was the protector of the Luotian Continent, which was one of the Seven Continents. The clan was crowded with virtuosos, and Jiang Jiuming was one of the top practitioners in his generation. Since the Luotian Continent and the Penglai Continent were both in the east of the Donghua Domain, they were quite close. When Jiang Jiuming went to train on the Eastern Deity Island the last time, he was also there to see if he could obtain elixirs from the Eastern Deity Island.

Unfortunately, he failed; however, on Eastern Deity Island, he encountered an extremely exceptional practitioner—Ye Futian.

At that moment, Jiang Jiuming walked towards Ye Futian. Behind him were a couple of practitioners from the Jiang Clan Ancient Royal Family. He stopped in front of Ye Futian and said, “Such a coincidence. I did not expect to meet Brother Ye and the Island Lord again.”

The “Island Lord,” of course, referred to the Donglai Goddess.

“It’s a coincidence, indeed.” Ye Futian smiled. After learning about the Donghua Domain, he understood that the Jiang Clan Ancient Royal Family was the strongest clan in the Luotian Continent. They were mysterious and ancient, and they had an abundance of resources.

“This is also somewhat expected. With such great talent, Brother Ye naturally would emerge from the Penglai Continent. I guess it isn’t strange that you have appeared here as well,” Jiang Jiuming smiled. Looking at the Zong Chan, Li Changsheng, and the rest who were standing beside Ye Futian, he said, “I am Jiang Jiuming from the Jiang Clan. You are all practitioners from the Wangshen Watchtower, right?”

Just now, he had roughly analyzed Ye Futian’s group and walked over after identifying Zong Chan and the others.

Not long ago, he heard news that the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family had headed towards the Wangshen Watchtower and that Ye Futian had already started cultivating in the Wangshen Watchtower.

“The Jiang Clan Ancient Royal Family,” Li Changsheng and Zong Chan and the rest instantly understood where the other party hailed from. They nodded, smiling.

“I did not expect Island Lord and Brother Ye to have gone to Wangshen Watchtower. Now, Brother Ye is cultivating in Wangshen Watchtower. To be able to get the Millet Emperor’s guidance, it can be said that you have found yourself a famous teacher,” Jiang Jiuming said. At that time, he thought that it would be a waste of his talents if Ye Futian continued to stay on Eastern Deity Island.

However, unexpectedly, the Donglai Goddess sent Ye Futian to Wangshen Watchtower. This led him to believe that something important happened when Ye Futian entered the secret zone of the Eastern Deity Island.

“I am only studying at Wangshen Watchtower. I have not become the Millet Emperor’s disciple,” Ye Futian explained with a smile. Did everyone believe that the Millet Emperor had taken him in as a disciple?

Jiang Jiuming smiled without saying anything. From his perspective, there was not much difference.

“Are you Zong Chan?” asked a lady standing beside Jiang Jiuming as she looked at Zong Chan. She was Jiang Qixian and was also a Renhuang practitioner of the Jiang Clan Ancient Royal Family. She was dashing and carried a majestic air about her. Her gorgeous eyes were focused on Zong Chan.

The outer world, including the seniors of the Jiang Clan Royal Ancient Family, had high praise for Zong Chan.

“Mmm.” Zong Chan nodded.

“I hear from my seniors that you have already attained seven perfect levels of the Great Path?” Jiang Qixian asked without any hesitation. Zong Chan nodded.

Quite a number of the virtuosos of the Jiang Clan Ancient Royal Family looked at him. Seven perfect levels of the Great Path. Just how strong was his combat ability?

It was likely that he was strong enough to compete with typical level-nine Renhuangs for the top.

Another top-tier virtuoso was going to emerge from the Wangshen Watchtower.

From a distance away, a virtuoso was looking at them. The virtuosos from the Lingxiao Palace were present, and Ling He was among them.

Not long ago, he ordered his men to investigate Ye Futian, and before long, he had obtained information on Ye Futian. Coincidentally, the virtuosos from the Yanyun Continent had also arrived. He heard that a couple of months ago, the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family led an army of virtuosos from the Yanyun Continent to the Dongxiao Continent to provoke the Wangshen Watchtower.

There, they were met with resistance. Another influential character was heading towards Wangshen Watchtower at the same time. His name was Ye Liunian, and he came from Eastern Deity Island. That one battle made the Millet Emperor personally invite him to join the Wangshen Watchtower.

He was a middle-level Renhuang with a perfect Great Path. Not only was he highly talented, but he was well-versed in alchemy and cultivation. He was also the heir to the Eastern Deity Island, and now, he had gained the favor of the Millet Emperor. Naturally, someone like him would be very cocky. There was no doubt of his talents. It was no wonder that Ling He would lose to him at the cliff.

He also heard that months ago, the Yan Dongyang of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family once fought with Ye Futian and lost.

Ling He went over to the virtuosos of the Divine Palace of Fluttering Snow and bowed lightly, “Ling He pays his respects to goddesses.”

The goddesses of the Divine Palace of Fluttering Snow wrapped their fists in greeting. Ling He was not any normal person; he was a disciple of the Lingxiao Palace, and they had a decent relationship with each other.

Furthermore, it seemed like recently, Ling He was pursuing Qin Qing.

“Qin Qing.” Ling He looked at Qin Qing. She was the goddess who was traveling with him that day at the cliff. Qin Qing was a disciple of the lord of the Divine Palace of Fluttering Snow. Regardless of appearance or cultivation, she was a cut above the rest.

Qin Qing nodded lightly, but her eyes were looking somewhere else. Following her line of sight, Ling He noticed that she was looking in Ye Futian’s and Zong Chan’s direction.

Obviously, Ye Futian left a rather deep impression on Qin Qing.

“Oh, so he is a practitioner of the Wangshen Watchtower,” Qin Qing said.

“Are you looking at Zong Chan?” asked one of the women at the side. “He has now become the most discussed person among all the factions. He had broken through to the high-level Renhuang level with a perfect Great Path. He is fated to become one of the top-tier characters in the Donghua Domain in the future.”

Qin Qing looked at where Zong Chan stood at. Ye Futian was standing next to him.

“Who is the white-haired practitioner next to Zong Chan?” Qin Qing asked.

Only then did many people notice Ye Futian. This white-haired youth indeed had an extraordinary aura. He was also very dashing. In fact, among everyone around him, he had the most handsome features. However, the world of cultivation did not care about the looks of a man. Rather, they were more concerned with his cultivation level. Especially at the Renhuang level, they completely do not care about the features of a man.

Thus, Zong Chan was the most eye-catching.

In that case, why would Qin Qing notice Ye Futian?

“Ye Liunian.” At that moment, a practitioner with a very sophisticated aura walked up to the crowd from behind them. While she was not as physically attractive as Qin Qing, her extraordinary aura might even be stronger than Qin Qing’s. Many people looked at her with respect.

“Sister, do you know him?” Qin Qing asked.

“He is a practitioner of the Eastern Deity Island. A while ago, the Donglai Goddess brought him to the Wangshen Watchtower. At the entrance test to the Wangshen Watchtower, and utterly defeated all the virtuosos. The prince of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family—Yan Dongyang—led his army of virtuosos from the Yanyun Continent to the entrance test and absolutely crushed the practitioners of the Dongxiao Continent. However, he was stopped by Ye Futian and subsequently defeated by him,” the lady said. “Ye Futian is at the fourth Renhuang level. He has a Perfect Grade Divine Wheel. He is well-versed in alchemy, swordsmanship, rhythmic sorcery, and various other skills. It took him only one strike of his sword to defeat Yan Dongyang.”

“Swordsmanship.”

A quizzical expression flashed through Qin Qing’s eyes as she looked at Ye Futian. No Wonder he could sense and comprehend the will of the ax at the cliff the other day. It seemed like he was an exceptionally outstanding practitioner.

“It looks like I lost to him for a good reason the other day.” Ling He smiled. He seemed very casual, as though he was not bothered by that event.

“You all know him?” asked the lady.

“I met him when I was traveling in the Divine Ocean Continent. He managed to decrypt the relics left behind as runes carved out by the Thunder Punishing Skylord,” said Qin Qing. The woman nodded her head lightly and looked at Ye Futian. Is this the heir chosen by the Eastern Deity Island? she thought.

No matter who he was, it was unlikely that the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family was going to let him off.

Ye Futian felt the stares and lifted his head to look towards the Divine Palace of Fluttering Snow. The Li Changsheng beside him asked, “Brother Ye, they are talking about you. When did you become acquaintances with the goddesses of the Divine Palace of Fluttering Snow?”

“We have met once before,” Ye Futian replied. “We aren’t really acquainted.”

Li Changsheng nodded lightly. This rascal was quite eye-catching, it seemed. They were only separated for a short while, and he had already got to know the people from the Divine Palace of Fluttering Snow. Furthermore, they seemed to think pretty highly of him.

“I am Ling He from the Lingxiao Palace. I did not know who you were back at the Divine Ocean, but now let’s be acquaintances.” Ling He nodded lightly at Ye Futian. He seemed to be rather friendly.

Ye Futian glanced at him. That day, Ling He was especially overbearing and arrogant, but he will not be hostile towards someone who showed no malice, and so he also lightly nodded in response. However, he did not say much more either and only responded in courtesy. He did not intend to be acquaintances with him.

Seeing Ye Futian’s attitude, Ling He’s heart turned a little cold, but he did not show it. He thought that this prodigy who joined the Wangshen Watchtower was probably feeling pretty cocky at that moment.

“I am Qin Qing from the Divine Palace of Fluttering Snow.” Qin Qing also nodded at Ye Futian.

“I am Ye Liunian.” Ye Futian nodded in response. He decided to show a little more friendliness to Qin Qing because Qin Qing did not act in such an unforgivably rude manner the other day… It was certainly not because she was beautiful.

In a certain place in the crowd, someone was looking at these two parties conversing. They were the people from the Turtle Deity City Lord’s Office. They heard what the two groups were talking about. After all, they did not intentionally try to avoid interfering, so they roughly understood some things that were happening.

This Ling He was so superficial. Ye Futian probably did not know what Ling He had done!