Dragon Subduing Fist

In the midst of the morning's golden embrace, Qin Wentian stood within the tranquil courtyard of his uncle's residence. His thoughts were a whirlwind of emotions and determination, for today was a day of reckoning. The events of the past few days had pushed him to new heights in his cultivation, and he was ready to face the challenges that awaited him at the Bai Clan's celebration.

As he stood there, Qin Wentian couldn't help but chuckle at the absurdity of it all. Just a few days ago, he was a young man with shattered meridians, dreaming of the day he could become a cultivator. Now, he was a Stellar Martial Cultivator with an Astral Soul from the 5th Heavenly Layer. Life had a way of surprising him at every turn.

"I've come a long way," he muttered to himself, reminiscing about his journey. From the moment he met Autumn Snow to the fateful encounter with Mustang, his life had been a whirlwind of challenges and opportunities.

The Dragon Subduing Fist manual was clutched in his hand, a reminder of the innate technique that held the potential to make him even more formidable. He had already mastered the first stance, "Raging Dragon Leaving the Oceans," and now he was eager to delve into the second, "Dragon Clashing in the Wilds."

With a burst of enthusiasm, Qin Wentian began to practice the new stance. He moved fluidly, his body a reflection of the dragon's grace and power. As he struck out with his fists, the air around him seemed to tremble with the force of his movements. Each strike was a testament to his dedication and the natural talent that had allowed him to condense his Astral Soul at such a young age.

Hours passed as he honed his skills, and the sun reached its zenith in the sky. Qin Wentian was drenched in sweat, but he felt more alive than ever. He knew that his cultivation would be crucial in the challenges that lay ahead.

As the day turned to evening, Qin Wentian took a moment to rest and reflect. He knew that tonight was the Bai Clan's celebration, and he couldn't afford to be late. It was a gathering of powerful individuals and representatives from various factions, and he needed to make a statement.

With renewed determination, Qin Wentian resumed his training, this time focusing on the third stance of the Dragon Subduing Fist, "Draconic Roar from the Nine Heavens." This was the most advanced move in the manual, and mastering it would make him a true practitioner of the Dragon Subduing Fist.

The night arrived, and the moon hung high in the sky. Qin Wentian had spent the entire day immersed in his training. His body felt like a coiled spring, ready to unleash its full power. He had successfully mastered the third stance, and the Dragon Subduing Fist had become an extension of himself.

As he stood in the courtyard, he closed his eyes and focused on his breathing. The Astral Energy within him was like a roaring dragon, waiting to be unleashed. He had already camouflaged the golden corona of his Astral Soul using the acupuncture techniques he had learned from Uncle Black. His true strength was hidden from prying eyes.

Qin Wentian knew that tonight would be a pivotal moment in his life. He had condensed his Astral Soul, mastered the Dragon Subduing Fist, and reached the 5th level of the Body Refinement Realm in just a few days. He was a force to be reckoned with, and he intended to use that power wisely.

With a final deep breath, Qin Wentian opened his eyes. It was time to face his destiny.

The Bai Clan's celebration was a grand affair, with the opulent mansion illuminated by lanterns and torches. The courtyard was filled with guests, and the air was thick with anticipation. Representatives from various factions and clans had gathered to pay their respects to Bai Qingsong, the head of the Bai Clan.

Qin Wentian arrived at the celebration, his demeanor calm and collected. He wore a simple robe, but his presence was commanding. His arrival did not go unnoticed, and whispers of curiosity filled the air. Many had heard of his recent accomplishments, and they were eager to see if the rumors were true.

Bai Qingsong, resplendent in his luxurious attire, greeted his guests with a gracious smile. He was the center of attention, and his charismatic presence drew the admiration of those around him.

As Qin Wentian approached, he couldn't help but notice Autumn Snow standing nearby. Her icy demeanor had not changed, and she regarded him with a cool detachment. He knew that their encounter would be inevitable, but he was prepared for whatever might transpire.

"Qin Wentian, you've finally decided to show up," Bai Qingsong said with a smirk. "I must admit, I didn't expect you to have the audacity to attend our celebration after the incident with my daughter."

Qin Wentian met Bai Qingsong's gaze with a steady one of his own. "I'm here to settle matters, Bai Qingsong."

The crowd fell silent, sensing the tension in the air. This was a confrontation that had been brewing for days, and now it was about to unfold.

Bai Qingsong's smile faded, replaced by a look of curiosity. "Settle matters? What do you mean?"

Qin Wentian took a deep breath, his voice carrying a resolute tone. "I'm here to challenge Bai Autumn Snow to a duel."

The words hung in the air, and the courtyard erupted in whispers and gasps of surprise. A duel at a celebration of this magnitude was unheard of, but Qin Wentian's declaration had a sense of finality to it.

Autumn Snow's expression remained unchanged, but a flicker of interest gleamed in her eyes. She had been waiting for this moment, and now it had arrived.

Bai Qingsong chuckled, a hint of amusement in his voice. "A duel, you say? Very well, I accept on behalf of my daughter. But let's make it interesting. If you win, you can have Autumn Snow's hand in marriage. If you lose, you will publicly apologize and leave the Bai Clan forever. Do you agree to these terms?"

Qin Wentian didn't hesitate. "I agree."

The stakes were high, but he had come to this decision with unwavering determination. He would prove his worth and show that he was not to be underestimated.

The courtyard was cleared, and a circle was formed to accommodate the duel. Qin Wentian and Autumn Snow stood facing each other, their gazes locked in a silent exchange of resolve.

The tension was palpable as the two opponents prepared to unleash their full power. Qin Wentian knew that this duel would not only determine his fate but also mark the beginning of a new chapter in his life.

With a deep breath, he unleashed the Dragon Subduing Fist, his fists a blur of motion as he channeled the power of the dragon. The air vibrated with the force of his attacks, and each strike was a testament to his mastery of the technique.

Autumn Snow countered with her own formidable skills, her movements fluid and precise. She was a master of the Bai Clan's martial arts, and her every move was a deadly combination of grace and power.

The duel raged on, the clash of fists and feet echoing through the courtyard. The spectators watched in awe as the two fighters displayed their incredible skills. It was a battle of titans, and neither was willing to yield.

As the duel reached its climax, Qin Wentian unleashed the final move of the Dragon Subduing Fist, "Draconic Roar from the Nine Heavens." His fists struck out with unparalleled force, creating a shockwave of energy that rippled through the air.

Autumn Snow met his attack head-on, her own power reaching its zenith. The collision of their forces created a dazzling display of light and energy, and for a moment, it seemed as if the heavens themselves were watching.

Then, with a resounding boom, the shockwave dispersed, and both fighters were sent hurtling in opposite directions. They landed on the ground, their bodies battered and bruised.

The courtyard fell silent as the spectators waited with bated breath. Who would emerge victorious from this epic duel?

Slowly, Qin Wentian rose to his feet, his body battered but unbroken. He had endured the full force of Autumn Snow's counterattack and had emerged victorious.

Bai Qingsong's expression darkened as he realized that his daughter had been defeated. Autumn Snow, though injured, maintained her composure and nodded in acknowledgment of her defeat.

Qin Wentian had won the duel, and with it, the right to claim Autumn Snow's hand in marriage. The courtyard erupted in a mix of astonishment and applause. It was a victory that defied all expectations, and it marked a turning point in Qin Wentian's life.

As he stood there, victorious and resolute, Qin Wentian couldn't help but smile. He had faced the challenges that life had thrown at him with unwavering determination, and he had emerged stronger than ever.

The celebration continued, but for Qin Wentian, this was just the beginning of his journey. He had proven himself as a formidable force to be reckoned with, and he knew that greater challenges awaited him in the future.

With Autumn Snow by his side, he looked towards the horizon, ready to embrace the adventures and opportunities that lay ahead. His dream of becoming a famous content creator and writer was still alive, but now it was accompanied by a new dream - to become a legend in the world of cultivation.

And so, the tale of Qin Wentian continued, filled with humor, drama, and the unwavering spirit of a young man who had defied the odds to carve out his own destiny in a world of martial arts and celestial wonders.