Seventh Level of Heavenly Dipper

Seventh Level of Heavenly Dipper

Within the space of the ranking monument, the seventy-plus Heaven Chosen could clearly witness the reactions of the crowd outside.

As the three characters 'Qin Wentian' were engraved, a tsunami of emotions surged within them. Shock and awe rippled through the crowd like a shockwave.

Di Shi noticed the disappointment in the eyes of the elders from his clan. Lou Bingyu observed the complex expressions that flickered across the Plum Mountain Sword Sovereigness' face. Si Ling witnessed the joy and surprise on the faces of those from the Violet Thunder Sect and the Si Clan.

And then, there was Qin Wentian, who saw the tears welling up in Mo Qingcheng's eyes.

As he stared at the glistening tears cascading down that beautiful face, warmth enveloped Qin Wentian's heart. Her anxiety, her agitation, her happiness—all of it left an indelible mark in the depths of his heart and etched into his soul. Everything he had done, he had done for the woman he fell in love with back in Chu.

Back then, she was Chu's number one beauty, and he was just an unknown. Now, she was the Holy Maiden of the Medicine Sovereign Valley, and he was a disciple of the Battle Sword Sect, the foster son of the Human Emperor of Ye, and the number one in the Immortal Martial Realm.

Both of them had come a long way. Since the day destiny brought them together, he knew he would seize this opportunity and never let this pure and flawless maiden slip away from his life.

Lin Xian'er and Lou Bingyu also noticed Mo Qingcheng's tears. Lin Xian'er's eyes carried a gentle smile as she looked at the young man beside her, consoling him in a low voice, "You better treat the Holy Maiden well."

Qin Wentian met her gaze, smiling and nodding.

"Let me offer you one more toast. When are you planning to tie the knot with the Holy Maiden?" Lin Xian'er raised her wine cup and clinked it with Qin Wentian's, downing it in a single gulp, disregarding the fiery burn of the strong wine.

Seeing the contemplation in Qin Wentian's eyes, Lin Xian'er playfully blinked and snorted, "Don't tell me you haven't even thought about it?"

Qin Wentian nodded, feeling somewhat ashamed. He sighed, "On this journey, there were so many challenges and distractions that I didn't even have a chance to catch my breath. I owe her so much."

"Well, it's not too late to start thinking about it now. A woman like the Holy Maiden won't wait forever. Countless men would love to pursue her," Lin Xian'er giggled, her eyes as captivating as ever. Her fragrance wafted through the air, entrancing those around her. Qin Wentian gazed into her bright and beautiful eyes but found that he couldn't quite read her.

"Mhm," Qin Wentian nodded firmly. He couldn't help but think that it might be time for him to return to Grand Xia soon. If Mo Qingcheng was willing, they could hold a wedding ceremony in his hometown of Chu. Doing so would surely make her happy, and he could reunite with his foster father Qin Chuan, his sister Qin Yao, and Teacher Mustang. He missed home dearly and wondered how they were doing.

"Junior brother Qin, I envy you greatly. With a woman like the Holy Maiden deeply in love with you, when you get married, you must invite all the seniors from our sect to the wedding banquet," Ji Feixue raised his wine cup and laughed, casting a glance at Lou Bingyu, who stood beside Qin Wentian with her head lowered, her black hair cascading like a waterfall, concealing her eyes.

"I promise I will. When the time comes, senior brother Ji, senior brother Duan Han, and Bingyu, you must all attend," Qin Wentian replied with joy, lifting his wine cup in a toast.

Lou Bingyu tilted her head, her cool eyes shimmering with a touch of confusion as she turned to look at Qin Wentian. Coincidentally, Qin Wentian was gazing right back at her. His handsome face radiated a subtle warmth and gentleness, and his clear eyes sparkled with infectious laughter. In this moment, he exuded no trace of arrogance or haughtiness; he was like a ray of pure sunlight. His presence was genuinely pleasant and inviting, making those around him feel at ease.

"What's on your mind?" Qin Wentian couldn't help but whisper inquisitively when he noticed Lou Bingyu momentarily lost in thought while looking at him.

"Nothing." A peculiar expression flickered across Lou Bingyu's face as she quickly averted her gaze, lowered her head, and fell silent.

"Good food and beautiful women, what more could we ask for? This is pure happiness," Ji Feixue exclaimed, and the others continued to revel in the banquet while experiencing transformations in their bodies. Occasionally, they cast glances toward the scene outside. Although the rankings had already been revealed, surprisingly, not many had left. It seemed as though the crowd outside was waiting for the participants to exit.

Discussions about the Immortal Martial Realm Rankings still buzzed incessantly. Rumors and tales about Qin Wentian were spreading like wildfire.

Naturally, Qin Wentian remained oblivious to all of this, and even if he were aware, he wouldn't show any interest. Besides eating and drinking, his gaze remained fixed on the flawless figure standing outside, waiting for him. Though they were separated by dimensions, she was always by his side, watching him, waiting for him.

Over the past few days, Qin Wentian felt his strength steadily increasing. Many of the Heaven Chosen here got drunk and fell asleep, only to wake up and resume drinking.

What surprised Qin Wentian was that even someone like Lou Bingyu didn't hold back, allowing herself to get intoxicated. Ji Feixue stood protectively by her side, ensuring no one took advantage of her. This fleeting scene brought a meaningful smile to Qin Wentian's face.

The Plum Mountain Sword Sovereigness had always hoped that her disciple, Lou Bingyu, would surpass Ji Feixue. As such, Lou Bingyu's target had always been Ji Feixue. Ji Feixue, the personal disciple of Sword Sovereign Ling Tian, might be her greatest competitor, but perhaps, he was also her idol. Lou Bingyu paid more attention to Ji Feixue than anyone else.

Lou Bingyu was an exceptional young woman, beautiful and talented. While Ji Feixue was one of the eight era-suppressing geniuses, it was hard to believe there wouldn't be sparks of love between them.

"They really do seem like a perfect match," Qin Wentian remarked, turning his gaze back to the runic lights flashing on the stone wall behind him.

"Do they?" Lin Xian`er, seated beside Qin Wentian, responded with a mysterious smile. She playfully curled her ruby red lips, her eyes enigmatic. "Maybe, maybe not."

"Can you see the runes inscribed on the stone walls?" Qin Wentian asked.

Lin Xian`er shook her head, a puzzled expression in her eyes. "You can see them?"

"Yes, I couldn't see them at first. Then, I started seeing blurry outlines, and now, they're becoming clearer," Qin Wentian nodded. Lin Xian`er's eyes sparkled with interest.

She turned to Qin Wentian and inquired, "I don't know where someone as talented as you came from. But there's no doubt that there are runes inscribed here. I've always felt that this particular inner space of the ranking monument is unique and special. The Realmlord organized this banquet for us, and the food and wine here can enhance our cultivation, augment our affinity with the constellations, and boost our perception. I suspect he did all of this to prepare us to see the runes here. What did you see, exactly?" Lin Xian`er asked with curiosity.

"Too profound, I can't even comprehend it," Qin Wentian replied with a smile, causing Lin Xian`er to pout playfully and glare at him. Her pouting expression was undoubtedly charming.

"Let's give it a try, though," Qin Wentian said as he sat cross-legged and closed his eyes, entering a state of deep concentration. His actions startled Lin Xian`er. Was this man truly so resolute, or was she not alluring enough?

While contemplating this, Lin Xian`er moved closer to Qin Wentian, playfully raising her fist as if to strike him, but stopping just short of making contact. Their faces were now mere inches apart, and she could even feel his breath.

"Oh, by the way," Qin Wentian suddenly spoke, startling Lin Xianer, who hastily withdrew in surprise. Her face turned a rosy shade as shyness washed over her. Her heart raced, but she noticed that Qin Wentian's expression remained unchanged. He acted as if nothing had happened, smiling warmly. "Xianer, could you please bring me some food and wine and place them around me while I cultivate? I might need them."

Following this, Qin Wentian's smile broadened as he once again closed his eyes, a playful glint in them, leaving Lin Xian'er with a sense of being teased. She blinked, feeling as though she had just fallen for a trick.

"You can be quite ruthless," Lin Xian'er muttered, her words tinged with speechlessness. Qin Wentian had actually commanded her to fetch food and wine for him, a rather cheeky move. Nevertheless, she complied, carrying some food and wine back to him. Her actions drew the envious gazes of many Heaven Chosen participants. Some of these glances made Lin Xian'er blush with shyness, causing her to avoid eye contact.

Five days had already passed in the blink of an eye during the seven-day banquet. Inside the Monument Realm, all eyes were fixed on Qin Wentian. He remained in his cross-legged position, surrounded by scintillating astral lights. The astral runes engraved on the stone walls within the ranking monument's interior shimmered as astral light, composed of countless motes of pulsating runes, cascaded down and enveloped Qin Wentian.

"Do the stone walls inside the ranking monument really have this effect?" The participants wore astonished expressions, puzzled by what was happening to Qin Wentian. Only Realmlord Wu Mu wore a knowing smile. Qin Wentian's rise to the top of the Immortal Martial Realm competition was undoubtedly not a stroke of luck.

Under the increasingly brilliant astral light enveloping him, Qin Wentian's Yuanfu resonated with a powerful hum. His astral novas also vibrated, and all the energy channels within his body surged with energy, forming a roiling tide.

Qin Wentian himself seemed like a bottomless abyss, effortlessly guiding and absorbing the astral light into his body. In just one day, a thunderous sound echoed from him as a formidable aura permeated the surroundings. Qin Wentian's aura was undergoing a transformation, and all four of his astral novas burst forth from the void, growing increasingly radiant.

"To break through in just one day?" The participants' hearts raced. Qin Wentian's cultivation had advanced to the seventh level of Heavenly Dipper. They vividly remembered that when he entered the Immortal Martial Realm, he was only at the fifth level.

Now, not only was he the top-ranked participant in the Immortal Martial Realm, having acquired numerous powerful innate techniques and even immortal arts, but his cultivation level had also surged. Everyone understood that at this moment, even in the outside world, in terms of sheer combat ability, Qin Wentian had the potential to challenge the current eight era-suppressing geniuses.

Qin Wentian felt like he was sitting in the midst of a boundless starry sky. The constellations here served as the ground, and he was immersed in an endless astral light. The runic glow intensified as the limitless starlight cascaded downward, enveloping his body. It felt like a tremendous waste not to be able to absorb all of it.

Suddenly, a realization dawned on Qin Wentian, and he directed his perception toward the tiny astral being locked deep within his sea of consciousness. His will probed relentlessly into its deepest recesses, carrying with it the inexhaustible astral energy.

Qin Wentian had visited the inner space of this tiny astral being many times before, but this time, he ventured deeper, eventually standing before gigantic memory fragments. These immense, shattered pieces of memory were found in the deepest levels of the astral being's inner space and contained more complete memories. Previously, he couldn't unlock these fragments due to a lack of astral energy, but now was the perfect opportunity to try.

Perhaps, he would uncover some of his father's deeper memories by unlocking these massive astral memory fragments.

A torrent of astral light surged forward, slamming into a massive memory fragment like relentless waves crashing against a shore. The astral energy emanating from the light intensified, continuously drilling into the fragment until it shattered completely. A flood of memories rushed into Qin Wentian's sea of consciousness.