Earthquake in the Royal Capital . . .
The shock that reverberated through Mo Feng's heart was even more profound than Mo Yu's. He stood there in a daze, his eyes fixed on Qin Wentian in sheer disbelief.
Was this the true extent of his brother-in-law's strength? Just how formidable was Qin Wentian?
Beside Mo Feng, Ling Yue had a deeper appreciation of Qin Wentian's power. Her face mirrored her astonishment. Mo Feng's brother-in-law was not only acquainted with Qian Mengyu, Gongyang Hong, and the influential Greencloud Pavilion and Misty Peak, but he also possessed the knowledge to gauge the tiers of power these transcendent entities represented. And yet, he had boldly demanded the Emperor of the Greencloud Imperial Empire to visit him within seven days, while also challenging the Misty Peak to seek revenge directly from their sect master. This audacious declaration revealed the staggering level of Qin Wentian's strength.
However, she couldn't help but wonder about his age. Qin Wentian appeared to be under thirty. Could someone truly attain such heights at such a young age? It seemed almost unbelievable.
"Mo Feng, the spear I gave you is still on the ground. Aren't you going to pick it up?" Qin Wentian's voice broke through Mo Feng's reverie.
"I do." Mo Feng hurriedly retrieved his weapon. Only now did he comprehend the true weight of this fourth-ranked divine long spear. He felt unworthy of such a weapon at his current level of cultivation. Perhaps only when he reached the Heavenly Dipper Realm could he wield it as his own.
"Brother-in-law, what level is the dress you gave me?" Mo Yu asked, her youthful exuberance returning as she tugged at Qin Wentian's arm.
"It's fourth-ranked," Qin Wentian replied with a wry smile. Mo Yu giggled with delight. In the entire Mo Residence, apart from Mo Qingcheng and her brother-in-law, only Mo Feng possessed a fourth-ranked divine weapon. Furthermore, Mo Feng's fourth-ranked spear seemed even more exceptional than ordinary fourth-ranked weapons.
Mo Qingcheng chuckled as she watched the scene unfold. She walked over and looked at Ling Yue with a friendly smile. "Mo Feng, aren't you going to introduce your friend to us?"
Mo Feng hesitated for a moment, then decided to extend his hand to help Ling Yue up. But before he could reach her, Ling Yue's hands met his, holding onto them with a shy blush on her face.
Mo Feng's heart raced as he gazed at Qin Wentian and Mo Qingcheng. "Ling Yue, this is my elder sister, Mo Qingcheng. She was the number one beauty in Chu ten years ago, and she still holds that title today. And this is my brother-in-law, Qin Wentian. When I was just a child, he became the top-ranked participant in the Jun Lin Banquet at the age of seventeen. Later, when Sis Qingcheng was harmed by someone else, brother-in-law traveled the world in search of her. Ten years later, he returned with Sis Qingcheng, and they're now preparing for their wedding."
Ling Yue listened intently, her eyes fixed on the couple before her. Mo Feng's concise introduction filled her heart with warmth. She hadn't anticipated that the love story between this couple would be such a poignant legend. After a decade, Qin Wentian had made a triumphant return to marry the girl he had fallen for ten years earlier. Could her own love story with Mo Feng be as beautiful?
"Sis, brother-in-law, this is Ling Yue," Mo Feng smiled genuinely, clutching Ling Yue's hand tightly. He was determined to follow in his brother-in-law's footsteps, holding the hand of the woman he loved and never letting go for eternity.
Mo Qingcheng graciously retrieved several bottles of pills and handed them to Ling Yue, her smile radiating warmth. "These pills, my dear, are precious gifts for you. The red bottle contains Spirit Washing Pills, the blue one holds Meridians Molding Pills, and the brown bottle contains Limit Break Pellets. Even if you're in the Heavenly Dipper Realm, one of these can propel you to the next level. Keep them for when the time is right. In the green bottle, we have Revival Pills, which can heal any wound or poison before you reach the Celestial Phenomenon Realm. Don't use them for minor injuries. Consider these my tokens of affection for you."
Ling Yue stared at Mo Qingcheng in sheer astonishment. Medicinal pills that could elevate one's cultivation even in the Heavenly Dipper Realm? Pills capable of curing any injury or poison below the Celestial Phenomenon Realm? Such heaven-defying elixirs were beyond anything she had ever encountered. She couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed receiving such extravagant gifts.
"Ling Yue, if Sister Qingcheng wishes to give them to you, accept them graciously," Mo Feng advised in a hushed tone. Ling Yue nodded and carefully stored the pills. As she gazed at the ethereal beauty before her, she noticed the fondness and affection in Mo Qingcheng's eyes. Mo Qingcheng truly regarded her as a cherished junior. Her tender gaze made Ling Yue feel incredibly comfortable.
"Thank you, elder sister," Ling Yue replied with gratitude.
"I didn't prepare any gifts today, but please take a look at these divine weapons. Choose whichever you like," Qin Wentian announced, waving his hand to summon an array of divine weapons. The entire inn seemed to brighten as the auras of these weapons overwhelmed everyone present, even causing the Heavenly Dipper Sovereign guards around Ling Yue to feel breathless.
Never in their wildest dreams had they imagined that Mo Feng, whom they had looked down upon, would have such a powerful elder sister and brother-in-law. Not only that, the couple seemed to dote on Mo Feng immensely. This alone could change Mo Feng's seemingly ordinary fate. His fortune was like a shooting star, ascending from obscurity to the heavens.
"Miss, please make your selection," the Heavenly Dipper Sovereign guards urged, growing somewhat impatient. The divine weapons on display were all high-grade fourth-ranked items, allowing Ling Yue to pick any of them. Yet she stood there seemingly dumbfounded, unsure of what to do.
Ling Yue finally stepped forward, choosing a divine sharp sword for offense and a robe-shaped divine weapon for defense. With these choices, she felt adequately equipped for both attack and defense. She then offered a sweet smile to Qin Wentian. "I've made my selections."
Qin Wentian, however, had another idea. "Take this Wing-type divine weapon as well." He handed another divine weapon to Ling Yue, this one designed to enhance her speed.
Ling Yue's cheeks flushed as she nodded. With a grateful tone, she said, "Okay."
Qin Wentian collected the divine weapons and proceeded to offer Ling Yue several golden scrolls. "These are spatial transference scrolls. Infuse them with your astral energy, and you'll be able to teleport away in times of danger. Keep them safe."
The bodyguards couldn't help but shiver at the extravagance of these gifts. Just how affluent were this couple? They casually handed out items of such incredible value.
Ling Yue, however, understood the worth of these gifts, and her face turned even redder. She gazed into Qin Wentian's gentle eyes and expressed her gratitude. "Thank you, brother-in-law."
Both Qin Wentian and Mo Qingcheng exchanged a knowing look and shared a heartfelt laugh. Being referred to as sister and brother-in-law made them feel warmly embraced by the affectionate title. They wouldn't meddle in the relationship between Mo Feng and Ling Yue but would support them to the best of their ability. By addressing them in this way, Ling Yue had already conveyed her true feelings for Mo Feng.
"Sis, brother-in-law, you're so biased," Mo Yu playfully teased, as if planning to take advantage of their generosity.
"When we return, we'll have other rewards for you," Mo Qingcheng retorted with a pointed look, prompting a satisfied grin from Mo Yu.
"Xin'er wants some too!" Little Xin'er, nestled in Mo Qingcheng's arms, chimed in, her big, innocent eyes fixed on her.
Seeing the adorable little doll in her arms, Mo Qingcheng laughed and gently pinched her cheeks. "Of course, Xin'er will have some too."
"Sister fairy is so nice!" Little Xin'er gleefully cupped her hands on Mo Qingcheng's face, radiating pure happiness.
As everyone gathered and witnessed the heartwarming scene, smiles graced their faces. The atmosphere was filled with an undeniable warmth that wrapped around them like a comforting embrace.
"Let's sit down and chat," Qin Wentian suggested, his gaze shifting to Immortal Drunken Wine and Mu Rou. "How about some wine?"
"Of course, I'll fetch it right away," Immortal Drunken Wine responded cheerfully as he headed for the wine. Guests returned to their respective seats, and Ling Yue's bodyguards, sensing the mood, discreetly withdrew. Among them were even Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns, figures akin to gods in Chu. But in the presence of this couple, status meant nothing. Unless they were friends or family, even Heavenly Dipper Realm individuals lacked the qualification to sit with them.
Immortal Drunken Wine returned with the finest wine in the inn. As the bottle was uncorked, its aroma wafted through the air. The wine, upon being sipped, left behind a sweet aftertaste that warmed the drinker's entire being, coursing through their meridians and channels. Wine aficionados could appreciate this effect even more profoundly.
"Back then, I knew you were exceptional," Immortal Drunken Wine remarked, toasting Qin Wentian as he sighed. "Our ten-year separation has made me admire you even more. If only I had known earlier, I would have left Chu and roamed the world with you and Chu Mang."
Qin Wentian smiled, as if he had long seen through Immortal Drunken Wine. "You are a person who loves the freedom of unconstrained, carefree living. It's your destiny to lead a life without cares or worries. Even if we could turn back time, I believe you'd choose to stay and embrace your wine."
"To think that you and Wuwei are the only ones who truly understand me," Immortal Drunken Wine chuckled. "During the Jun Lin Banquet, Wuwei and I bet on your victory. We never expected to win, let alone witness such an extraordinary ending."
As Immortal Drunken Wine enjoyed a few more cups of wine, they reminisced about their past adventures. Mu Rou stood quietly by the side, choosing to remain silent. Perhaps, she didn't know what to say. A decade ago, she had silently fallen in love with the young man before her. Now, seeing him with Mo Qingcheng, she genuinely blessed their union. They were destined to be an immortal couple.
As time passed, the Drunken Wine Inn grew livelier, and the news quickly spread throughout the Royal Capital of Chu, creating an earthquake-like commotion.
Ten years later, Qin Wentian, the top-ranked contestant from the Jun Lin Banquet, and Chu's number one beauty, Mo Qingcheng, returned hand in hand. A conflict unfolded in the Drunken Wine Inn between Qin Wentian, the Greencloud Imperial Empire, and those from Misty Peak. He had dominantly taken a life and commanded the Emperor of the Greencloud Imperial Empire to meet him within seven days. The news created ripples that swiftly traveled throughout the entire country.
More than a decade had passed, but Qin Wentian's legend still echoed through Chu. His single sentence had paved the way for Chu Wuwei to become emperor. With the return of such a prominent figure, the people of Chu couldn't help but be shocked.
Despite the turmoil outside, the atmosphere within the Drunken Wine Inn remained as calm as ever. Emperor Chu Wuwei arrived with his entourage, causing astonishment among the guests. It seemed the rumors were true: Chu Wuwei had personally visited the moment Qin Wentian returned.
Chu Wuwei and Chu Mang entered the inn together. Qin Wentian felt a surge of joy in his heart as he confirmed that Chu Mang had indeed returned to Chu. His feelings for his elder brother, Chu Wuwei, remained unwavering.
"It's been a while," Chu Wuwei greeted with his characteristic carefree smile.
"Yes, it has," Qin Wentian replied, rising from his seat. He embraced Chu Mang, grinning, "Big Bro Chu Mang, how have you been?"
"Good," Chu Mang replied, returning the embrace with a warm smile. When Chu Wuwei observed the camaraderie between the two, a subtle smile graced his lips.