Departure from Grand Xia

Departure from Grand Xia . . .

In the skies above, Ye Qingyun's unwavering gaze pierced through the experts on the imposing airship. For him, Qin Wentian wasn't merely a protege; he was family. Their bond had been sealed when Qin Wentian and Mo Qingcheng saved Ye Qingyun's life, forging a connection that transcended mere loyalty. Without their intervention, he would have perished, and Ye Country would have fallen into the hands of treacherous villains.

A true man always distinguishes between debts of hatred and acts of kindness. Repaying kindness with gratitude and exacting justice for wrongdoing were principles Ye Qingyun held dear. Moreover, he held an immense admiration for Qin Wentian's potential. He believed that this foster son of his was destined for greatness, destined to become a legendary figure, a demon-level character for the ages. Qin Wentian's future lay beyond the boundaries of the Royal Sacred Region, and Ye Qingyun would go to any lengths to ensure he reached those heights. How could he stand idly by while the Royal Sacred Sect sought Qin Wentian's life?

Thus, in Ye Qingyun's eyes, a steely determination burned, unwavering and resolute. "Indeed," he affirmed with unflinching resolve, "even if the Royal Sacred Sect seeks to kill Qin Wentian, they shall do so over my lifeless body."

The experts from the Medicine Sovereign Valley, without uttering a word, stood alongside him in the skies. Their unwavering gazes revealed their unyielding determination.

The controller of the airship finally spoke, his voice dripping with arrogance, "Very well. Let us witness the extent of your determination."

As his words hung in the air, a chilling undercurrent ran through the hearts of those who heard him. "This world belongs to the Royal Sacred Sect" – those audacious words reverberated ominously. The Royal Sacred Sect reigned supreme in the Royal Sacred Region, but hearing such a brazen declaration from one of its members sent shivers down the spines of the onlookers.

Did their dominance mean they had the authority to dictate life and death?

Now, as they sought to end Qin Wentian's life, they challenged the resolve of the Medicine Sovereign and Ye Qingyun. Their words were a stark reminder of the Royal Sacred Sect's ruthless power and their willingness to wield it without hesitation.

Qin Wentian's eyes glittered with intensified fury. The words of this expert had plummeted his perception of the Royal Sacred Sect to its lowest depths. As the region's dominant force, their strength was unquestionable, but did that give them the right to hold dominion over every life in their realm? This expert's declaration epitomized the sect's lofty, disdainful attitude – a chilling indifference to the lives they could control.

"Though we have not brought enough force today to ensure Qin Wentian's demise, we wished to determine who might oppose us in his defense," the airship's controller stated with a tone as icy as the heart of winter. "Qin Wentian, Ye Qingyun, listen well."

Both Ye Qingyun and Qin Wentian locked their gaze on the expert, their expressions unyielding.

"Within seven days, present yourselves at the Royal Sacred City, where you shall meet your end. Should you fail to comply, our Royal Sacred Sect shall obliterate the ancient Ye and Grand Xia from the Royal Sacred Region entirely." His words dripped with an unrelenting coldness, each syllable cutting to the bone.

"Report to the Royal Sacred City within seven days, ready to face your deaths? Erase ancient Ye and Grand Xia from our region?" This declaration encapsulated the sect's ruthlessness and unwavering determination. Their ability to make such a threat was no idle boast; they had the power to carry it out. With a single command, they could annihilate the most formidable forces in Grand Xia. Entire empires could crumble to ruin.

This encounter was Qin Wentian's first glimpse into the Royal Sacred Sect's unassailable arrogance and ruthless dominance. The sect's authority was unquestioned, and now, with the Sacred Emperor's approval, they were united in their resolve to end Qin Wentian's life. It was clear that Qin Wentian's actions had provoked the sect's wrath, and this time, they intended to exact a heavy toll for his audacity.

As the controller's words faded, the experts aboard the airship returned to their vessel. Their eyes remained locked onto Qin Wentian, their expressions grim, treating him as though he were already a dead man walking.

It was clear that the Royal Sacred Sect's recent arrival had been a calculated move to test the Medicine Sovereign's resolve. With the Medicine Sovereign's unwavering determination to protect Qin Wentian, the Royal Sacred Sect aimed to demonstrate their own unyielding commitment.

The ultimatum was clear: Seven days from now, Qin Wentian and Ye Qingyun were to present themselves at the Royal Sacred City, where they would meet their demise. Yet, these words were not only addressed to the two of them; they were a veiled challenge to the Medicine Sovereign as well.

The grand golden war airship that had made such a dramatic entrance now made an equally imposing exit. It left behind nothing but a lingering air of tyranny and arrogance, a declaration that Qin Wentian and Ye Qingyun should journey to the Sacred Royal City to await their deaths, or else witness the annihilation of Grand Xia and ancient Ye.

The spectators in the crowd were left trembling, their eyes locked onto Qin Wentian.

Qin Wentian and those around him were aflame with fury as they watched the departing airship. The Royal Sacred Sect's words hung in the air like a dark cloud, casting a shadow over the bright sun. The chilling ultimatum had left them all outraged.

Amidst the stiffening tension, Qin Wentian, in his flowing robes, remained silent for an extended moment. He fixed his gaze on the receding airship.

After a prolonged silence, he shifted his gaze to the ancient kingdom below and the people of Grand Xia. Taking a deep breath, he steadied his emotions and announced, "From this day forward, Fairy Qingmei shall stand as the overlord in my place, entrusted with the task of revitalizing Grand Xia."

With those words, Qin Wentian led a group of figures, soaring gracefully through the sky. His back, as he departed, exuded a peerless magnificence that left a lasting impression on his subjects.

As they watched him leave, they couldn't help but be moved by his indomitable spirit and unwavering determination to reach greater heights.

In the years that followed, many could not forget the image of his departing figure. Qin Wentian, the Heaven Chosen, had just assumed the mantle of Grand Xia's overlord, only to depart immediately, all to avert a looming catastrophe.

With his departure, the experts of Grand Xia took to the skies, including Luo Huan, Fairy Qingmei, and others. They gazed at the receding figure of their leader, tears welling up in the eyes of many.

When would they have the privilege of witnessing his magnificence once more?