Chapter 0038 - Eight Sect Tea Party

The next morning, after Qin Wen finished delivering the goods and returned to the warehouse with the stone jar, he actually saw Yue Qing standing under the old tree in the courtyard, quietly looking at the lonely grave with a monument but no words.

Yue Qing was soft and quietly beautiful, standing in a pavilion. No matter which angle she looked from, she was so beautiful, as beautiful as a fairy in a painting.

Her long hair fell like a waterfall, softly draped over her long purple dress, which was fitted to her body, showing off her flawless figure in just the right way.

"Who is buried in this tomb?" Yue Qing still remembered the lonely and forlorn figure of the old man who sat here day and night, rain or shine, keeping watch over the deceased and tending to the magnolia flowers by the grave. The forlorn look, the lonely sadness, was heartbreaking to watch.

Once she asked her master who the old man was and where he came from. The master unexpectedly did not know that there was an old man here, but also specially explored from afar, and later said that he is just an ordinary, can not be more ordinary old man, there is no fluctuation of spiritual power, does not look like a martial artist.

A pale and lonely old man, there was no one in the Qing Yun Sect to pay attention to, but Yue Qing knew clearly in her heart that the identity of this old man was not simple.

"The old man never talked about the people in the tomb." Qin Wen went to the camp, put down the stone jar, and brought buckets of water from the well to clean his sweaty body.

"He didn't say anything before he left?"

"He left the sword codex, the ancient sword, and a note with only one word on it: Life." Qin Wen scooped up water in the storehouse to clean it, not avoiding Yue Qing.

"Fate." Yue Qing looked at the lonely grave and muttered to herself. "It's about you, him, or fate."

"I have a premonition that I will see the old master again in the future." Qin Wen splashes cold water on his head and feet, shakes his head refreshingly, and smiles, "When that day comes, I will make an effort to let the old master see a different Qin Wen."

"I believe in you." Yue Qing's face behind the purple veil was overwhelming, she smiled sweetly, the whole camp seemed to brighten up a lot. "I have good news for you."

Qin Wen chuckled inside the warehouse. "I just love good news."

"Your cultivation of the Purple Lightning Crazy Snake has been recognized, and it has been decided that this martial art is your personal property and does not belong to the Qing Yun Sect's martial art resources. The elders argued about it for five days, and at first they were ready to punish you by saying that someone else secretly gave you the martial arts, but then they really didn't find any evidence."

"Then I won't be able to exchange martial arts from outside more often in the future."

"You, you already have enough martial arts, you don't need so many during the Spirit Martial Period."

Qin Wen quickly cleaned up, put on clean clothes, and walked out, stretching his limbs, carrying the Great Diffusion Ancient Sword in preparation for cultivation, "Come with me to spar?"

"Later, I'm here to say goodbye today."

"Going somewhere?" Qin Wen wondered.

"After three months of seclusion and going on an adventure with my master, I might have to leave for a long time."

"Going somewhere to practice?" Qin Wen was happy for Yue Qing, if she wanted to advance in her current realm, she really needed to venture out into the outside world and experience dangers and hardships. With Elder Mubai personally accompanying her, her safety was guaranteed.

"Master is still thinking about it. The original plan was for me to attend the Eight Sect Tea Party before going outside to train, but now the plan has changed."

"Eight Sect Tea Party?" Qin Wen remembered, it was a large gathering of the eight sects of the Northern Domain once every two years. The giants of the eight sects would meet, and the accompanying disciples would spar and compete in martial arts, and it had become a routine gathering over the centuries.

It was said that on the day of the tea party, the entire 10,000-mile territory of the Northern Domain would be watching.

As the masters of the Northern Domain, any important decision made by the eight sects would directly affect the situation of the Northern Domain for the next two years, and even the Five Kings would take it seriously.

For ordinary people, what they were more interested in was the ''Cutting Competition''.

The specifications of the tournament basically represented the greatest strength of the Northern Domain's new generation, and the top five selected each session would be famous in the Northern Domain, even receiving unique seals, which was a supreme honor.

"Why don't you participate anymore? With your strength, there's no pressure on the top five."

"Master has his considerations, and he has also discussed it with the Patriarch." Her master had hoped to bring her to the Eight Sect Tea Party to fight for the honor of the Qing Yun sect, but the marriage proposal from the Python King's family had disrupted the plan, it wasn't because Elder Mubai was afraid of them, it was because he was afraid that the Python King's family would tamper with the Tea Party.

It's easy to hide from the open spears, but it's hard to protect yourself from the dark arrows.

The Qing Yun sect had placed too much hope in Yue Qing, and could not cut short her future just for the sake of an Eight Sect Tea Party.

Yue Qing suddenly asked, "Do you want to attend?"

"Me? The disciples who participate in the Eight Sect Tea Party are usually Spiritual Martial Nine Heavens and Xuanwu Realm figures, I'm still a lot short."

"There are still three months left, you still have a chance."

"Three months, Spiritual Martial Sixth Heaven to Spiritual Martial Ninth Heaven?" Qin Wen shook his head, it wasn't that he didn't have the confidence, it was just that it was very difficult to break through at the late stage of Spiritual Martial Realm. He could go from Spiritual Martial Triple Realm to Spiritual Martial Sixth Realm in three months, but he might not be able to go from Spiritual Martial Sixth Realm to Spiritual Martial Ninth Realm in three months.

"Each clan will bring ten disciples to the Eight Clans Tea Party, each disciple must be under the age of eighteen, besides me, the four Golden Plume disciples have already been internally determined, the six pro disciple slots have yet to be finalized, just a list of thirty candidate slots."

"You shouldn't recommend me, right?" Qin Wen looked at Yue Qing.

Yue Qing laughed lightly, "Right, my recommendation, coupled with your performance in defeating Mu Zixiu this time, made many elders seriously consider it. They decided to watch you for a while, and temporarily settled on you as the thirty-first candidate for the slot."

"No kidding?"

"I'm serious, you should fight for this position, for your own sake and for the sake of the many people who care about you."

If Qin Wen had just fought Mu Zixiu to a draw, Yue Qing wouldn't have recommended him, after all, the Eight Sect Tea Party was full of elites from all sects, and when it was called a competition, it was actually a hidden murder, and if you were too weak, you would not only be ridiculed, but your life would be in danger as well. But Qin Wen had proven himself in the martial arts arena, regardless of talent or fighting strength, both were very excellent, give him another three months, he might grow up to the seventh heaven, or even the eighth heaven, at that time, Qin Wen might have a fighting chance when he ascended to the Eight Sect Tea Ceremony arena.

If Qin Wen could get a rank, even if he only excelled in the Tea Ceremony and attracted attention, his status in the Qing Yun Sect in the future would be raised a great deal, or at the very least, he would be able to get rid of his servant status.

The higher Qin Wen's status in the Qing Yun Sect, the faster the time would be to free the people of Thunder Ancient City.

This was an opportunity, a truly rare opportunity.

Qin Wen understood Yue Qing's intentions, and his heart warmed, "Thank you."

"Don't thank me yet, you're only the thirty-first candidate slot, a candidate within a candidate."

"That means I only have three months left?"

"The quota will be formalized in two and a half months, and the remaining half month will focus on special training."

"Who are all on the waiting list?"

Yue Qing took out a parchment scroll with lines and lines of small, elegant characters, "Tie Shanhe, Ling Xue, Ding Dian, all of these pro disciples are on the candidate list, this list will not be released to the public, but Tie Shanhe and the others know that they are candidates."

"I'll try." Qin Wen had already understood the second stage of the Sheng Sheng decision, and his physique and meridians had undergone transformative changes, not to mention that his three months could be used as nine months.

"I've already convinced my master to help you fight as hard as he can, but the key is still up to you. Every participant represents the image of the Qing Yun Sect, it's impossible to treat them childishly." Yue Qing really expected Qin Wen to cross over, but thinking about characters like Tie Shanhe, Ling Xue, Ding Dian, and the like, the gap between Qin Wen and them was too wide, too wide. Besides, the Grand Elder Faction would strongly oppose it and would not lightly spare Qin Wen at this time.