The Ignorant is Fearless

The Ignorant is Fearless . . .

The departure of Uncle Black and his companions was shrouded in an eerie silence. Only the Medicine Sovereign was privy to their clandestine exit, and they had deliberately concealed it from Qin Wentian. It was a decision born out of prudence, for in the presence of a supreme expert like the Eastern Sage Great Emperor, even the most minuscule of actions could not escape the scrutiny of his immortal will.

The Eastern Sage Great Emperor's unexpected appearance in this remote realm, the Royal Sacred Region, had sent shockwaves throughout the land. Under his watchful gaze, nothing in this world could remain hidden. What's more, his purpose in coming here was no less than to recruit disciples, an act that exposed the Royal Sacred Region to the prying eyes of the immortal realms. It wasn't just the Eastern Sage Great Emperor himself who would be interested in this world; his every move, down to the tiniest detail, would attract unparalleled attention, especially when it involved such a momentous occasion as disciple recruitment.

Hence, Uncle Black and his companions had no choice but to withdraw discreetly, leaving no traces behind.

The rumors swirling through the Royal Sacred City had swiftly become a reality. The news of a supreme being willing to accept a disciple here had set the entire city ablaze with excitement. This supreme figure was none other than the Eastern Sage Great Emperor, a name that sent shivers down the spines of those who heard it. If one were to compare the Sacred Emperor to the Eastern Sage Great Emperor, it would be like equating an ordinary mortal to the Sacred Emperor himself.

While the exact extent of the Eastern Sage Great Emperor's power remained a mystery, there was no doubt that it was awe-inspiring.

Any individual fortunate enough to be chosen as the disciple of the Great Emperor, regardless of their origins, would instantly ascend to a position of unparalleled prestige. Even the members of the Royal Sacred Sect would have to bow in reverence. It was no wonder that the Royal Sacred Region was thrown into such a frenzy; the commotion had even managed to temporarily overshadow the recent grand battle between the Medicine Sovereign Valley and the Royal Sacred Sect.

This disciple recruitment event had become the most significant and eagerly anticipated occasion in the entire Royal Sacred Region. Yet, the question that lingered on everyone's minds was why the Eastern Sage Great Emperor had suddenly decided to select a disciple from this world.

Nevertheless, experts from the immortal realms continued to descend upon the Royal Sacred Region, creating quite a stir in the process.

Some of these visitors exhibited a striking degree of arrogance and tyranny, treating the Royal Sacred Sect's so-called "experts" with disdain. They openly mocked them as "country bumpkins," inciting anger among the locals. However, most dared not confront these arrogant interlopers. There had been one notable incident where a heaven-chosen warrior from an aristocratic clan had challenged these derogatory visitors, only to be swiftly and brutally dispatched, along with his followers. Those who had witnessed the spectacle could only tremble in fear, and even the aristocratic clan refrained from seeking revenge. The people from the immortal realms were enigmatic and possessed overwhelming combat prowess, making it unwise to provoke them without knowing their backgrounds.

In truth, many of these haughty individuals were no more than mice when they were back in the immortal realms, maintaining a low profile and avoiding conflicts. However, in this particle world, they reveled in their sense of superiority, treating the local inhabitants as insects and effortlessly dictating their fates. If one word could encapsulate their behavior, it would be "supremacy." They felt elevated, much like Zai Xuan and Lu Ziyan, considering themselves a tier above the denizens of this world.

The majority of these visitors exuded a sense of superiority, although not all resorted to bullying the "weaker" beings in this particle world. After all, it was hardly a feat to display strength against the weaklings. It was evident that among the visitors, there were genuinely remarkable individuals, for they sought the Eastern Sage Great Emperor's attention and knew that only the extraordinary would capture his interest.

At this moment, within the bustling inn where the first sightings of these foreign visitors had occurred, numerous patrons reveled in merriment. Among them were Zai Xuan, Lu Ziyan, and their entourage, enjoying the festivities.

Lately, Zai Xuan had been grappling with an unrelenting sense of agitation, all thanks to an unsavory character he had extended an invitation to not too long ago. This fellow, whose appearance was as sinister as his deeds, was not merely driven by base desires; he delved into a sinister cultivation art that treated women as sacrificial vessels for his power, siphoning their life force through intimate encounters. Not a single one of these unfortunate women had survived his ruthless appetite.

The Royal Sacred Sect boasted a bevy of beautiful female servants, all of whom had been gifted to this malevolent young man by none other than Zai Qiu. But his appetite was insatiable; he hungered for more and more, and not just any women, but the most stunning ones he could find.

In a matter of days, this malefactor had escalated from kidnapping beautiful members of their own sect to harboring nefarious intentions toward Lu Ziyan herself. The audacity of the situation had left Zai Xuan deeply displeased. However, a surprising revelation dawned upon him—the more women this malevolent figure bedded, the stronger he grew. His aura had even ascended to the pinnacle of the third level of Celestial Phenomenon Ascendant, a fact that could not be ignored.

If one were to momentarily discard their moral compass, this cultivation technique was undeniably potent. It allowed for the indulgence in desires while simultaneously enhancing one's power. Consequently, Zai Xuan chose not to expel this malevolent figure, instead permitting him to continue his debauchery in the hope of gaining his favor.

As a result, rumors of beautiful women mysteriously vanishing began to spread like wildfire, eventually coming to light when a prominent female heaven-chosen figure from a major power disappeared.

At this very moment, a group of shadowy figures traversed the skies with remarkable speed. Leading the pack was a man cloaked in pristine white attire, exuding an air of unparalleled charisma. After casting a discerning gaze downward, he gracefully descended in the direction of a nearby inn.

Zai Xuan and Lu Ziyan froze in place. A glint of cold fury flitted across Zai Xuan's eyes, while Lu Ziyan's expression contorted in bewilderment. The Royal Sacred Sect's experts gathered around Zai Xuan emanated an icy aura, their eyes brimming with intent to kill.

"It's Qin Wentian! That's Qin Wentian!" someone exclaimed. The inn's occupants erupted in a commotion as Qin Wentian arrived, prompting many to make way for him. In the Royal Sacred Region, there was scarcely anyone who remained ignorant of Qin Wentian's name.

Qin Wentian took a seat at a table not far from Zai Xuan's, surrounded by experts from the Medicine Sovereign Valley for protection. An unspoken truce seemed to have settled between the Sacred Emperor and the Medicine Sovereign, although the atmosphere remained tense whenever their paths crossed.

Qin Wentian poured himself a cup of wine. He had ventured out for a stroll immediately after concluding his seclusion, and the moment he surfaced, he became privy to the turmoil gripping the Royal Sacred Region. Among the rumors he heard was news of the Eastern Sage Great Emperor accepting a disciple, as well as the brazen behavior of the foreign visitors, including the abduction of beautiful women from the Royal Sacred City.

Fury swelled within him. These individuals were cultivators too, yet their origins from the immortal realms seemed to embolden them to behave tyrannically, disregarding the lives of the locals. It was utterly nonsensical.

"I've heard you use the term 'country bumpkin' before. Although you hail from the Royal Sacred Sect, you must have ventured to the immortal realms for cultivation, right?" Qin Wentian fixed his icy gaze on Zai Xuan, his eyes exuding an intimidating aura.

Zai Xuan no longer dared to underestimate Qin Wentian as he had before. This demon-level character, who possessed a violet-gold astral soul and overwhelming combat strength, was a formidable opponent. He had to admit that, at the same level, Qin Wentian would surely emerge victorious.

"So what?" Zai Xuan's eyes glinted with coldness, tinged with a hint of jealousy. In a realm dominated by the Royal Sacred Sect, this so-called "country bumpkin" possessed a violet-gold astral soul and the protection of an immortal-ranked expert.

"So what if these visitors hail from the immortal realms? You, who were born and raised here, have also labeled the people of our world as 'country bumpkins.' But what does that make you, and who do they think they are?" Qin Wentian taunted, sipping his wine with a sardonic smile. He couldn't suppress his displeasure at the arrogance displayed by these foreign visitors.

At another table, three individuals set down their wine cups, their gazes fixated on Qin Wentian. One among them, his eyes radiating a crimson, bloodthirsty glow, exuded a palpable aura of danger.

Yet, following this retort, his lips curled into a subtle smile. "The manner of speech from this denizen of the countryside positively reeks of arrogance."

"Ah, but, Xon, how could one expect individuals from a backwater world to realize their own provinciality? Their vision and perspective are so confined that they remain blissfully unaware of the vastness and might of the immortal realms. Ignorance truly breeds fearlessness," chimed in another person at the table with a hearty laugh.

"You've hit the mark, my friend. Their limited outlook is a form of sorrow in itself. They have no inkling that their world ranks at the very bottom. How could they possibly fathom the existence of superlative experts from the immortal realms who could obliterate countless particle worlds like this one with but a whim? Their ignorance renders them minuscule and inconsequential," concurred the third individual, their voices dripping with condescension. Their air of superiority was almost palpable.

Zai Xuan couldn't help but break into a grin upon hearing these remarks. He saw no need to respond to Qin Wentian, as the words of these three individuals sufficed.

Inside the inn, the faces of many patrons contorted with anger. These interlopers were beyond arrogant.

Regardless, Qin Wentian stood as the most exceptional prodigy of their world. While the extent of his talent remained shrouded in mystery, it was disheartening to witness him subjected to such mockery.

"Qin Wentian, it's only natural for these denizens of the immortal realms to display such arrogance. But I implore you to endure it for now. Your talent is bound to elevate you to a position they can only aspire to in the future," whispered many individuals in his vicinity. Their hearts swelled with indignation, yet they dared not voice their displeasure openly. Instead, they transmitted their sentiments to Qin Wentian, urging him to exercise patience and to serve as a vessel for their pent-up frustration.

"The ignorant breed fearlessness? I suppose that's one way to put it. After all, only those who are feeble are prone to flaunting their superiority, well aware that they languish at the very nadir of existence, perennially dominated by others," replied Qin Wentian with a stoic demeanor. His rejoinder elicited a brief, stiffening silence from the trio.

"Sir Qin's words have a knack for rousing one's spirit, as always. Xian'er is truly impressed," interjected a gentle, melodious voice at that very moment. Several figures ascended the inn's stairs, and among them was a woman of such celestial allure that she immediately seized the attention of every onlooker. Even the visitors from the immortal realms found their expressions transfixed and awestruck.

This woman was none other than Lin Xian'er, the Royal Sacred Region's reigning beauty and paragon of grace!