Chu Bozhou raised his hand and gently supported Rong Zhuofan’s arm as a gesture of respect. “Sect Master Rong is too courteous. I can take you to see my father, but I can’t guarantee whether it will succeed.”
Rong Zhuofan was slightly taken aback, probably not expecting Chu Bozhou to show him respect.
Xiao Qingfeng’s cold eyes narrowed. As a Void God Venerable, one would usually carry themselves with pride wherever they went, never easily bowing their head.
Humility was not something that should appear in a Void God.
For a Void God to treat someone politely was already the best one could hope for.
Xiao Qingfeng truly had not expected that Rong Zhuofan would actually bow to a mere Nascent Soul junior like Chu Bozhou for the sake of this matter.
Xiao Qingfeng followed behind Rong Zhuofan, sinking into thought. The rules between states were truly maddening.
“I am Rong Zhuofan, Sect Master of the Beast Taming Sect of Qingyun State. Greetings, Grandmaster Qianji.” Rong Zhuofan’s attitude was respectful as he bowed sincerely.
Chu Qianji slightly raised his snow-white eyes and set up a barrier with a wave of his hand. Within the barrier, there were only four people.
Chu Qianji asked calmly, “Did Ye Wentian come to Fire Spirit State with you?”
“He didn’t come.” Rong Zhuofan explained, a trace of confusion flashing in his eyes. Could it be that Ye Wentian and Grandmaster Qianji knew each other?
“I know your purpose, but I cannot agree to it. Please go back.” Chu Qianji no longer looked at Rong Zhuofan and the other, his thumb rubbing against a copper coin.
Wentian’s fate trajectory had actually changed…
Originally, due to his promise with Luo Wuji, Wentian suppressed the spiritual power within his body and could not advance, causing his meridians to rupture, his primordial spirit to be damaged, and his cultivation to regress by one level.
But now Wentian was completely normal. The hexagram also showed that in four years, Wentian would not only successfully advance to the Fusion Stage, but would also obtain an enormous fortuitous opportunity…
Chu Qianji really wanted to meet Ye Wentian and check why the course of events had deviated from its trajectory.
However, the Spirit Combat Tournament was currently underway, and he could not tear himself away.
The several voice transmissions he had sent to Ye Wentian had all received no reply, and he was very worried about Ye Wentian’s situation.
“Grandmaster Qianji, although Sect Master Ye did not come, several of his disciples have arrived. Would you like to go take a look?” Rong Zhuofan steadied himself and clenched the token in his hand.
Rong Zhuofan actually had no confidence inside. The token Mo Jinghong had given him was extremely ordinary. Could it really make Grandmaster Qianji change his mind?
“All of them came?” Chu Qianji asked in surprise.
“Yes, all ten disciples came.” Rong Zhuofan said in a low voice.
Chu Qianji’s expression slightly darkened. Ye Wentian had only ever accepted nine disciples. A tenth would absolutely not appear!
Could it be that Ye Wentian had forgotten his words again?
Chu Qianji clasped his hands together, then opened them. Two antique copper coins lay in his palm.
When Chu Qianji saw the arrangement of the copper coins, his expression changed drastically!
A Formless Hexagram!
How could a Formless Hexagram appear?
A Formless Hexagram represented that the fate of that tenth person could not be divined. This was a phenomenon that had never occurred before…
Even the fate of the Heavenly Emperor could be partially glimpsed by him. Could it be that the identity of this tenth person was even more noble than the Heavenly Emperor’s?
Chu Qianji clasped his hands together once more. This time, the hexagram in his palm was not Formless, but it worried Chu Qianji even more than a Formless Hexagram.
Feng Qingran had completely deviated from her established trajectory.
Not only had all the fortune that had originally been stolen by the Heavenly Emperor’s daughter returned to her, but she had also incidentally changed the fates of others along the way!
This matter absolutely could not be concealed any longer.
The Fate Official above must have already noticed that something abnormal had appeared in this small world.
But strangely, Feng Qingran would have no threat to her life for the next hundred years.
Rong Zhuofan saw Chu Qianji’s movements but did not dare to disturb him.
“Father, Sect Master Rong is still waiting!” Chu Bozhou noticed Rong Zhuofan’s anxiety and took the initiative to speak, breaking the silence.
Chu Qianji’s gaze was faint. “I am very sorry, Sect Master Rong. I cannot help you. You should go find someone else.”
There was an extremely great connection between Qingyun State and Feng Qingran.
Helping Qingyun State was equivalent to helping Feng Qingran. He absolutely could not do this.
It was only then that Rong Zhuofan handed the token to Chu Qianji. “I wonder if this could exchange for a promise from Grandmaster Qianji?”
“Where did you get this thing!?” Chu Qianji’s expression changed abruptly. This small world would absolutely never produce a Meteorite Iron Token.
“It was Ye Wentian’s disciple Mo Jinghong who told me to give it to you, in exchange for you becoming Qingyun State’s official witness.” Rong Zhuofan explained.
“Who is Mo Jinghong?” Chu Qianji did not recall Ye Wentian having a disciple named Mo Jinghong.
He knew all nine of Ye Wentian’s disciples.
The eldest disciple, Liu Canglan; the second disciple, Dugu Jianyi; the third disciple, Qin Hanyan; the fourth disciple, Mu Qianjue; the fifth disciple, Ning Shiyue; the sixth disciple, Baili Wenyue.
The seventh disciple, Wuming; the eighth disciple, Yan Moyu; the ninth disciple, Feng Qingran.
“Mo Jinghong is Ye Wentian’s seventh disciple.” Rong Zhuofan was somewhat confused. Grandmaster Qianji had clearly acted just now as if he were very familiar with Ye Wentian.
Why was he now looking puzzled?
“Mo Jinghong… Mo Jinghong…” Chu Qianji murmured, his eyes gradually filling with red bloodshot veins, completely losing his usual calm detachment.
“Father, what’s wrong?” Chu Bozhou was the first to notice Chu Qianji’s abnormality and spoke anxiously.
Pfft!——
Chu Qianji spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale, his entire aura weak and unstable.
It was actually caused by spiritual power exhaustion!
“Sect Masters, I am very sorry. My father is now…” Chu Bozhou wanted to ask the two to leave.
“Bozhou, your father is fine.” Chu Qianji interrupted Chu Bozhou.
Mo Jinghong was someone beyond the scope of heaven’s mandate and could not be divined.
Fortunately, Chu Bozhou had woken him in time. Otherwise, if he had sunk into the hexagram, he probably would have lost his life.
Ye Wentian had really hidden quite a few things from him!
Chu Qianji took out a pill and swallowed it. His complexion improved greatly. “Sect Masters, take me there. I will be your official witness.”
