Reverse Inscription

Reverse Inscription...

After Qing`er left, Bailu Yi regarded Qin Wentian with an enigmatic look in her eyes. The ethereal maiden from earlier exuded an exceptional beauty. Although her features were veiled, being next to her seemed to dull Bailu Yi's own radiance.

This guy was turning out to be quite the enigma.

"Little Yi, who is he?" At that moment, an elder who had been guarding the entrance of the cavern turned his gaze to Bailu Yi. Aware that it was she who had brought Qin Wentian here, he generally refrained from meddling in her affairs. However, the current situation warranted questions. Someone was attempting to enter the cavern because of Qin Wentian, compelling the elder to intervene.

"Uncle Liang, he's my friend, Qin Wentian," Bailu Yi responded.

"Little Yi, I won't intrude on your personal matters, but do be mindful of your actions. You're aware that many eyes within the clan are observing you closely. Your increased interactions with this man have led to a surge of rumors spreading across the Institute."

"Uncle Liang, I understand," Bailu Yi replied with a touch of helplessness. Uncle Liang nodded and took his leave, refraining from further inquiry.

"I apologize for causing you trouble," Qin Wentian whispered apologetically.

With a serene smile, Bailu Yi replied casually, "What trouble? There's nothing going on between us, right? And even if there were?"

"Ah…" Qin Wentian hesitated, his eyes glinting. Gazing at her delicate and arresting features, her snow-white complexion, and her ample, curvaceous assets, the description seemed fitting—angelic face paired with a seductive figure, she was indeed a head-turner.

"What are you staring at? I was just giving an example," Bailu Yi chided, glaring playfully at Qin Wentian before turning and re-entering the White Deer Cavern. Her earlier expression left Qin Wentian somewhat bewildered; she was truly a fascinating character.

"Damn, what am I doing?" Qin Wentian knocked his forehead in disbelief. A sudden recollection of Qingcheng dimmed his grin, and he grew somber. Taking a deep breath, he turned his gaze toward the Pill Emperor Hall.

Was she doing well? It had been a while since he'd seen her.

Bang! Within the Pill Emperor Hall, a small explosion erupted from a pill cauldron. Mo Qingcheng wore a frustrated expression. For some inexplicable reason, her heart was restless today, making it hard for her to focus.

"Junior Sister, what's wrong?" Bai Fei asked, observing Mo Qingcheng. With her Seven Apertures Mystical Heart, her natural alchemical aptitude should have been exceptional, and her concoctions rarely failed.

"I think I'll take a stroll outside," Mo Qingcheng suddenly announced, leaving Bai Fei taken aback. Scrambling to catch up, Bai Fei followed her. The gentle sunlight cast a soft radiance on Mo Qingcheng, enhancing her already exquisite features with an ethereal glow. Her beauty was so breathtaking that it left others speechless.

As Bai Fei gazed at Mo Qingcheng, a sense of inferiority gnawed at her. Once proud and confident, she found her self-assuredness wane ever since Mo Qingcheng joined their sect. An aura of light seemed to perpetually emanate from Mo Qingcheng, endowing her with an air of sacredness and holiness. At this point, no one dared to meet her gaze directly.

"Perhaps only a man like him could be her prince charming," Bai Fei thought. In recent times, several suitors from older generations proposed marriage to the Pill Emperor Hall, only to be unequivocally rejected by Luo He. The number of rejections grew to the point where rumors spread—only Hua Taixu could stand on equal footing with Mo Qingcheng's brilliance.

Hua Taixu did visit Luo He, yet after seeing Mo Qingcheng, he remained silent. Nevertheless, rumors continued to circulate.

"I'm going out for a walk," Mo Qingcheng's voice broke Bai Fei's reverie.

"Wait, let me ask Master for permission."

Mo Qingcheng sighed inwardly. She simply wished to stroll outside to ease her restlessness—was that too much to ask?

It had been a while; he should have left Chu by now, right? She pondered where he might be at this very moment.

Thoughts of him brought a pure, radiant smile to Mo Qingcheng's lips, memories of their time together flooding her heart with warmth.

His presence was akin to a ray of light, capable of melting even the coldest corners of her heart.

...

Meanwhile, Qin Wentian remained deeply engrossed in his study of the Dao of Divine Inscriptions. Today, he found himself immersed in a self-created dreamscape, scrutinizing the Diagram of the Mountains and Rivers he had obtained from the dream will of the green-robed middle-aged man within the Dark Forest. Each brushstroke within the diagram conjured mountains, rivers, and even the shifting seasons. The green-robed cultivator he had encountered was undoubtedly a master of the Dao of Divine Inscriptions.

The Diagram of the Mountains and Rivers contained a comprehensive portrayal of all the land under the heavens, featuring a myriad of diverse Divine Inscriptions that shimmered in and out of existence as Qin Wentian delved into his study. Observing the fading inscriptions, an intriguing thought struck him.

Emerging from the dreamscape, he opened his eyes to find Bailu Yi's captivating gaze fixed upon him. "Wow, I didn't expect Mr. Diligent to occasionally take naps during training as well."

"Bailu Yi," Qin Wentian's voice suddenly addressed her, causing a puzzled expression to cross her face. She looked at him with curiosity. "Yes? What's on your mind?"

"Have you ever heard of Reverse Inscriptions?" Qin Wentian inquired, his excitement palpable.

"Reverse Inscriptions?" Bailu Yi was taken aback, unfamiliar with the concept.

"You know how the Divine Inscriptions on Divine Weapons and Puppets need to be meticulously inscribed, resembling the craftsmanship of nature. They're incredibly difficult to destroy. You mentioned before that during Puppet battles, they don't experience pain or fatigue, making them formidable opponents. Even if you damage a part of a Puppet, it's still a challenging adversary to deal with. But imagine if I could sense the specific composition of a Divine Inscription on a Puppet. If I become skilled enough, wouldn't I be able to reverse its effects and internally disable it effortlessly? With this ability, I could potentially neutralize Divine Weapons, Puppets, and Formations with ease," Qin Wentian explained, his eyes gleaming with enthusiasm.

Bailu Yi stood there, momentarily baffled before she recovered. "But to sense and instantly inscribe a Reverse Inscription to counteract another, the difficulty of this task would be much greater than simply inscribing Divine Inscriptions."

"Haha, Bailu Yi, think about it. How did you learn to inscribe Divine Inscriptions in the first place?" Qin Wentian posed a question.

"Of course, from the basics. I started by understanding and comprehending, then practicing by copying already-inscribed Inscriptions until I became familiar with them. Through countless repetitions, I gradually gained mastery," Bailu Yi responded.

"In that case, why couldn't you apply the same approach to Reverse Inscriptions? Start with the basics, learn how to counteract the simplest Divine Inscription effects, and gradually work your way up, expanding your knowledge step by step?" Qin Wentian proposed boldly. Bailu Yi was struck by an unexpected emotion, her gaze unwavering as it remained fixed on Qin Wentian. He was truly an extraordinary genius, and his audacious way of thinking was nothing short of revolutionary.

What moved Bailu Yi was how Qin Wentian shared his insights and ideas with her, thereby advancing her understanding of the Dao of Divine Inscriptions. Every time he had a breakthrough, he made sure to share it, thereby enriching her perspective and knowledge.

Observing Bailu Yi's fixed gaze, Qin Wentian couldn't resist a mischievous grin. "Am I really that dashing?"

"Don't let it get to your head," Bailu Yi chuckled, playfully brushing off his comment. She reached into her interspatial ring and produced several books, passing them to Qin Wentian. "These are for you."

Qin Wentian raised an eyebrow in curiosity. "What are these?"

"You'll find out once you read them. They're just simple notes about Divine Inscriptions," Bailu Yi replied with a smile. "I won't disturb you over the next few days. Take your time to study them. If you need anything, just call for me. I'll be right outside."

With that, Bailu Yi exited the room. Qin Wentian opened one of the books and began perusing its contents. The pages were filled with passages that Bailu Yi had highlighted and annotated with her own insights. She had provided him with four volumes in total: Divine Inscriptions (Foundations), Divine Inscriptions (Combat), Divine Inscriptions (Formations), and Divine Inscriptions (Puppets).

As Qin Wentian delved into the books, he became completely absorbed. Over the span of a few days, he devoured the knowledge within them.

Upon finishing the last book, Qin Wentian came to a realization. Bailu Yi had clearly deceived him. These were far from mere simple notes; they were undoubtedly secret manuals meticulously compiled by Bailu Yi herself.

Putting the books aside, Qin Wentian stood up and left his study area. Passing through the third cave dwelling, he spotted Bailu Yi.

"Are you done?" Bailu Yi greeted with a smile as she saw Qin Wentian emerge.

"Were you keeping watch for me?" Qin Wentian questioned, knowing that no one had passed through this area in the past few days.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Bailu Yi responded, feigning innocence.

Qin Wentian playfully rolled his eyes before approaching her and handing back the books. He gazed intently into her eyes, prompting a blush to rise in Bailu Yi's cheeks as she averted her gaze. However, she couldn't suppress her irritation and shot a mock glare at Qin Wentian. "What's with the staring?"

Qin Wentian fell into a brief silence, relishing the sight of Bailu Yi's endearing expression before responding, "Thank you."

Bailu Yi cleared her throat and continued, "Enough with the sappiness. I need your assistance with something. There's going to be a Divine Inscriptionist exchange taking place in the Eastern City of the Moon Continent during this period. Can you come with me?"

"Of course," Qin Wentian agreed readily, not bothering to ask for more details about the exchange.

"Don't be so quick to agree. I'm aiming to win the championship," Bailu Yi teased. With Qin Wentian's help, her chances of securing first place had significantly improved.

This exchange wasn't limited to the Eastern City alone; it was being simultaneously held in other renowned locations across the Moon Continent. Those who emerged victorious would earn the opportunity to enter a secret treasure land for Divine Inscriptionists, rumored to contain high-ranked Inscriptions ranging from fourth to even ancient ones. Additionally, whispers circulated about the existence of fearsome fourth-level Puppets within, capable of subduing Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns.

As preparations ramped up within the Eastern City, not only was the White Deer Institute gearing up, but major clans like the Yan Clan and Leng Clan, along with transcendent-level powers like the Hua Clan and Pill Emperor Hall, were all getting ready to participate.

"Absolutely, let's go for the top spot," Qin Wentian affirmed. His confidence in his understanding of the Dao of Divine Inscriptions had grown considerably over the past few months.

"I'll head to the Leng Clan," Qin Wentian added, his thoughts shifting to his companions like Chu Mang, Fan Le, and Little Rascal, as well as Leng Ning. He wondered how she was doing, hoping she wasn't too disheartened by her clan's actions. In his recent immersion in the Dao of Divine Inscriptions, he hadn't checked on them much. At last, he felt that he had achieved a respectable level of proficiency in this art.

"I'll walk you out," Bailu Yi offered. Together, they left the White Deer Cavern, with Bailu Yi personally accompanying Qin Wentian out of the White Deer Institute.

Unbeknownst to them, a row of middle-aged figures stood atop a towering pavilion's roof, observing their departure. Among them was a man whose features bore a strong resemblance to Bailu Yi's – her father, who was currently grappling with a significant headache.

"That girl seems unusually close to that young man. She's hardly been apart from him for the past few months," someone commented, prompting a wry smile from Bailu Yi's father. As his daughter matured, having a boyfriend was natural, but the unknown background of Qin Wentian caused him unease.

He knew his daughter well. Despite her icy exterior, she was genuinely kind-hearted and pure. Could Qin Wentian be a playboy? Her feelings must not be taken advantage of.

"Never mind, let her make her own choices. It won't harm her. If he's unsuitable, we'll address it accordingly," Bailu Yi's father replied.

"You're quite open-minded considering her talent. I was ready to play matchmaker and link her with one of the four notable figures in the Moon Continent," another person added casually, eliciting a narrowed gaze from Bailu Yi's father. It was evident he understood which of the four figures was being alluded to.

Within the Heavenly Fate Ranking's prestigious top thirty-six, four exceptional individuals hailed from the Moon Continent. All four were young men, descendants of influential sects that commanded immense power and respect. Yet, among these remarkable figures, one shone the brightest – a star so brilliant it eclipsed all others. However, the whispers circulating about him weren't solely about his achievements. They concerned his rumored romantic connection with the Pill Emperor Hall's new prodigious disciple, a maiden whose stunning allure had captured countless hearts. Her beauty was said to possess the ability to dismantle kingdoms and topple empires – an enchantment that indeed seemed capable of such feats.