Skymist Immortal Empire

Skymist Immortal Empire . . . 

The triumphant echoes of victory reverberated through Han City as the Thousand Transformations Army emerged victorious. The once-dominant experts of the Eastern Sage Army had either met their demise or fled in haste, leaving behind troops unable to withstand the relentless onslaught. For the Thousand Transformations Army, a wave of wild exuberance surged through their ranks. They celebrated this historic victory, a feat they had never dared to dream of achieving in the past. Holding onto Yuan City had been their best hope; capturing Han City was a stunning bonus.

In the sky, an imposing aura descended, and beams of light flashed as the immortal kings who had previously battled one another appeared. Their auras fluctuated, and even the two army commanders, Dream Demon King and General Ox, bore injuries from their skirmish. General Ox's once-immaculate robes were now torn and tattered, revealing his bronze-toned, power-packed physique.

"Well done," General Ox commended when he surveyed the scene below. He had held only a glimmer of hope that Qin Wentian would succeed, but the young warrior had surpassed all expectations.

The Dream Demon King's face turned ashen. They had failed to overcome their opponents in the immortal king-level clash, and their defeat in the immortal-foundation battle was a humiliation. How could he face the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor with this disastrous outcome?

"Han City is mine now. You all can return to the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect," General Ox declared. The Dream Demon King harbored a desire to decimate the immortal-foundation army of the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect, but he was constrained by the unwritten rules of the immortal realms. He couldn't casually break these rules unless the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor issued a command. Violating these rules would expose the Eastern Sage Army's immortal-foundation to annihilation by enemy immortal kings.

"Retreat!" The Dream Demon King issued the order and swiftly left the area. His departure symbolized that Han City now belonged to the Thousand Transformations Sect. They could even extend their dominion to encompass the entire Jing Prefecture.

However, the Jing Prefecture was vast, and in the midst of war, the Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord lacked the resources to govern it effectively. Attempting to do so might even backfire. This would only be possible if the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect ceased to exist someday—a day many hoped for.

"This glorious victory couldn't have come at a better time," General Ox declared, his gaze fixed on the jubilant soldiers below. "Return to Yuan City. Rewards will be distributed based on individual merit."

"Yes, General!" The troops responded in unison, their spirits soaring. Though the elite warriors stood at the forefront, soaking in the admiration of the crowd, everyone in the army recognized the true architect of their victory.

Ye Qing scanned the victorious soldiers but found no trace of Qin Wentian. She muttered his name softly, "Qin...Wen...Tian!"

His name was not Tianwen but Qin Wentian. Rumor had it that he was the personal disciple of the Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord himself.

Following this remarkable victory, Yuan City remained vigilant. The Thousand Transformations Army continued to expand its ranks, and word of their triumph quickly spread throughout the main cities of the Thunder Prefecture. Surprisingly, numerous immortal-foundation experts willingly joined their forces. In response, the Eastern Sage Immortal Army also increased its recruitment efforts and prepared for more attacks, setting the Yuan River as the boundary for an ongoing war of attrition. However, this was a development that would unfold in the future.

Back within the confines of the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect, Qin Wentian led a contingent of experts, causing quite a stir. When Qin Wentian first ventured to the battlefield, he had only a handful of comrades by his side. Now, the number of his companions had significantly increased, leaving many within the sect puzzled.

Upon his return, Qin Wentian encountered the White-Robed Immortal King, Bai Wuya.

At this moment, Bai Wuya held the command over the entire army battling against the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect. His authority within the sect had risen substantially. Conversations about Bai Wuya's decision to align himself with the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect filled the mouths of immortal kings from the thirteen prefectures. Many couldn't fathom why the once-independent hero Bai Wuya would opt to join the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect. His choice had ignited a frenzy of discussions among the immortal kings.

Bai Wuya's decision puzzled many. Most immortal kings were ancient beings who had lived for countless years, and they understood that when two emperors clashed, the wisest course was to remain neutral. Both sides were fraught with risks. Some speculated that Bai Wuya was driven by an insatiable thirst for power, aspiring to govern a specific region. By aiding the Thousand Transformations Immortal Emperor in the ongoing war, he might eventually become a regional hegemon in the vast expanse of the immortal realms.

Others conjectured that the White-Robed Immortal King, Bai Wuya, viewed this as an opportunity for self-improvement. He had chosen to assist the weaker Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord to demonstrate his strength and potential, steadily growing stronger by confronting a formidable adversary.

Before Qin Wentian's arrival, a white-robed figure appeared before him. "You returned after just two years on the battlefield?"

"My identity was compromised. If I had stayed, the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect might have disregarded the rules and dispatched an immortal king to hunt me, an immortal-foundation expert," Qin Wentian explained.

"Mhm," Bai Wuya nodded, casting a discerning gaze over the individuals accompanying Qin Wentian. Although these people were also at the immortal-foundation level, they exuded an exceptional aura.

Both Qin Wentian and Bai Wuya outwardly appeared as members of the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect. However, Qin Wentian had a specific reason for choosing to approach Bai Wuya upon his return instead of going directly to the Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord. He needed to safeguard the true identities of the people from the Battle Saint Tribe, shielding them from prying eyes. The Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord was likely aware that Qin Wentian and Bai Wuya hailed from the same influential power, the Heavenly Talisman Realm. Therefore, if he witnessed Qin Wentian and his companions converging with Bai Wuya, he would likely assume that they all belonged to the same hidden major power. This assumed misconception would discourage further probing questions.

"Senior brother, these individuals are all originally from Ancient Emperor Yi's sect, but they have now chosen to follow me. I can't divulge the entire story, as it pertains to a secret kept by Emperor Yi," Qin Wentian transmitted his thoughts to Bai Wuya.

Bai Wuya naturally grasped Qin Wentian's meaning. He responded, "I will safeguard this secret for you. You needn't be concerned about the Emperor Lord's potential misunderstandings. The same misapprehension will extend to those who are not members of the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect."

A smile graced Qin Wentian's lips. In the immortal realms, his relationship with Bai Wuya was exceptionally close, surpassing even his rapport with the Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord. He had encountered Bai Wuya in his particle world, and upon his arrival in the immortal realms, Bai Wuya had guided him to the Heavenly Talisman Realm, where they had become sworn brothers. As a result, Qin Wentian held a deep trust in Bai Wuya.

Qin Wentian also comprehended the underlying message Bai Wuya was conveying. So long as Bai Wuya agreed to safeguard this secret, the Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord and others would naturally assume that these individuals were connected to the same major power as Qin Wentian and Bai Wuya. Additionally, for those not affiliated with the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect, the misunderstanding would be that they were part of the sect. Recently, many formidable figures had emerged within the Thousand Transformations Sect, so the arrival of over thirty immortal-foundation realm juniors wouldn't seem out of place. Bai Wuya alone needed to be aware of the actual situation, and misunderstandings among others were inconsequential.

Bai Wuya inquired once more, "What are your plans now? Initially, I hadn't intended for you to enter the battlefield this soon. This war is expected to be protracted, and I wanted you to attain the immortal king realm first. At that point, you would become a pivotal force we could deploy in the conflict."

"In that case, allow me some time to cultivate," Qin Wentian replied.

"Indeed, as it should be," Bai Wuya concurred with a nod.

Qin Wentian took his leave and proceeded to the place he called home. Along the way, he crossed paths with Lin Xian'er. Her charm remained undiminished, exuding an air of fragile beauty that could captivate any onlooker. She was truly a stunning sight.

"Sir Qin, you're back," Lin Xian'er greeted with a smile as she approached.

"Mhm, Xian'er, weren't you out exploring the streets?" Qin Wentian smiled in return.

"I do that occasionally, but I've realized that my strength is somewhat lacking. Many times..." Lin Xian'er trailed off, lowering her gaze. "Never mind, I'll work hard to improve my cultivation."

"That's a good mindset," Qin Wentian affirmed, nodding.

"Oh, by the way, does Sir Qin need a maid? Xian'er is willing to serve you," Lin Xian'er said, her eyes glistening with silk-like allure, her voice as gentle as flowing water. The gaze from her soulful eyes was exceptionally captivating. Qin Wentian couldn't help but shake his head. "Xian'er, don't tease me like this. How could I dare to treat you as a maid?"

"But I'm genuinely willing," Lin Xian'er insisted, her gaze fixed on him. Qin Wentian could only smile wryly. "Xian'er, go explore the streets on your own. I need to return."

With those words, he slipped away, leaving Lin Xian'er gazing after his retreating figure. She smiled sweetly, but beneath that smile, there was a hint of reminiscence and regret. She couldn't help but recall the moments they had shared in her particle world. If only she had met him before Mo Qingcheng.

Qin Wentian arranged lodgings for the members of the Battle Saint Tribe. These individuals possessed exceptional talent and were innate warriors from birth. They would undoubtedly become his greatest support in the future. Although all of them had the potential to join the Heavenly Talisman Realm due to their talent, Qin Wentian had no intentions of letting them do so. The Heavenly Talisman Realm's power was vast and mysterious, and he couldn't request their assistance in all his endeavors. Conversely, the Battle Saint Tribe was a force solely under his command.

After sorting out these administrative matters, Qin Wentian returned to his abode. However, Mo Qingcheng was nowhere to be seen. He proceeded to the cultivation grounds and found Mo Qingcheng deeply engrossed in her cultivation, her heart free of distractions. Even in her cultivation, she emanated a serene and captivating aura.

After Mo Qingcheng had entered the treasured cauldron for purification by the Sacred Luminance, she had devoted herself wholeheartedly to her cultivation. Although the process was arduous, it had significantly hastened her progress. After all, she was currently only in the Celestial Phenomenon Realm, and advancing to the next level was relatively straightforward. In contrast, reaching the next level in the Immortal Foundation Realm would require many years, if not centuries. Some immortals might never break through to the next level even if they were given a hundred or a thousand years.

Qin Wentian found a quiet spot in the cultivation grounds and sat down, patiently waiting for Mo Qingcheng to conclude her cultivation. Several days passed, and Mo Qingcheng's aura finally fluctuated. Only then did she open her beautiful eyes. As soon as her eyes met Qin Wentian's, she smiled sweetly.

"Why didn't you let me know when you arrived?" she asked with a smile.

"You're too beautiful to interrupt," Qin Wentian replied, rising to his feet.

"You and your smooth talk. Have you picked up many admirers out there?" Mo Qingcheng teased, a mischievous smile gracing her face as she approached Qin Wentian.

"I just returned from the battlefield, and you're already accusing me of picking up admirers," Qin Wentian chuckled.

"Do you think I'm unaware of your charm?" Mo Qingcheng smiled gently.

"What do you know?" Qin Wentian seized her arm and drew her closer. Mo Qingcheng let out a small, surprised shriek, but her face expressed pure happiness.

"I'll show you just what I'm capable of," Qin Wentian said as he carried Mo Qingcheng into their room. The two of them laughed and played, displaying their deep affection for one another.

Unbeknownst to Qin Wentian, far away from his current location, a colossal army from the Skymist Immortal Empire, a hegemonic existence, was advancing toward the Evergreen Immortal Empire.