Chapter 674: Chapter 677 Shut Up, Teacher Yuwen [1st Update, Please Subscribe]
Qin Yuhan had also risen early. She had barely slept all night, all in anticipation of asking Wu Tian a single question this morning.
Now, she approached him, standing so close that only the width of a pinky finger separated them.
As Qin Yuhan strode forward and stopped abruptly, her ample bosom quivered—an arresting sight, as if it might leap right out. Seeing this, Wu Tian couldn’t help but recall the feeling of his hands upon them.
"Hey," Qin Yuhan huffed. "Tell me what you did wrong last night."
She hoped that Wu Tian’s dense head would finally get a clue.
"What did I do wrong?" Wu Tian was stunned and shook his head. "I can’t figure it out. Is it that time of the month for you?"
"Hah," Qin Yuhan sneered, then suddenly snapped, "In that case, you can stop looking at my body from now on."
Wu Tian was speechless. A woman’s heart is as hard to find as a needle in the ocean, he thought.
The little one watched Wu Tian, speechless. Father’s emotional intelligence is truly abysmal. Good heavens... is there any way to save him? The little one felt utterly helpless as well. Only a single question echoed in his mind: Who is going to teach me?
At that moment, the back garden was bustling. Si’er had arrived, holding the Jade Pure Kunlun Fan. She approached Wu Tian and said solemnly, "Sect Leader, there’s a matter we might need your help with."
"Speak," Wu Tian said.
Dao Feng and the others also nodded. "Eldest Sister, please don’t hesitate to ask."
"There will be a battle today," Si’er said after a moment’s thought. "As you know, the Three Stars Country must have a Sacrificial Spirit, and they usually come from the Spirit Clan. I’ve looked into it; there are two major Spirit Clans within the Xiuyuan Realm."
"First is the Stone Clan."
"Second is the Willow Clan."
"However, for them to serve as the Sacrificial Spirit... their condition is battle."
After Si’er finished speaking, she looked toward Dao Feng and the others.
"The Spirit Clan is not to be trifled with," Dao Feng said hesitantly.
The Spirit Clan was a race possessing spirit, though some creatures belonged to multiple races. Dragons, for example, were part of the Beast Clan but also the Spirit Clan. If they turned to evil and were stained with the blood of innocents, they could also be considered part of the Monster Race. Generally, a Sacrificial Spirit had to be at least at the Ninth Grade of the Tongxuan Realm.
Dao Feng considered it and concluded he was no match for them.
"Leave it to me," Wu Tian said.
The system of Sacrificial Spirits had emerged over the past ten thousand years, and Wu Tian had always been curious about it. Of course, having traveled through the All Heavens, it wasn’t his first time encountering them. He had once visited a remote village in another world where he saw a child who loved to drink milk and a mysterious Sacrificial Spirit.
After breakfast, they all gathered in the square outside the Royal Palace. They emerged to find the civil and military officials already assembled. The entire group then proceeded to the location agreed upon with the Stone Clan and the Willow Clan.
It was a vast, boundless plain that stretched as far as the eye could see.
At this moment, three factions—the Human Clan, the Stone Clan, and the Willow Clan—were gathered, and a palpable tension filled the air. Some of the military officials from the Human Clan were eager to make a name for themselves. The Stone Clan and the Willow Clan, meanwhile, wanted to teach the humans a lesson, to make them understand that if they wanted a Sacrificial Spirit, they first needed to prove their worth.
After conferring with the Chief of the Stone and the Chief of the Willow, Si’er and the two leaders separated from their respective factions to prepare. The Stone Clan began to decide who their champion would be. The Willow Clan did the same. As for Si’er, she already had someone in mind, but out of respect for the civil and military officials, she still needed to consult with them.
Wu Tian and Qin Yuhan naturally stood together.
"You’re going to be the one fighting, aren’t you?" Qin Yuhan’s voice was soft, prompting Wu Tian to nod slightly.
"I treat Lan Niang and Hong Ji like my own sisters. They both received Supreme Treasures, so why didn’t I?" Qin Yuhan asked. Her tone was flat, but even with his low emotional intelligence, Wu Tian could tell she was jealous.
Wu Tian was taken aback. His Spiritual Sense began to communicate with the Investiture of the Gods. Is it possible the Investiture of the Gods lacks a spirit? I don’t believe it.
Finally, the Investiture of the Gods informed him that Qin Yuhan had no affinity with the legacies of the celestial gods and buddhas.
Wu Tian smirked. If I say she does, then she does, he declared inwardly.
"..." The Investiture of the Gods was rendered helpless by his response.
"But there truly are no Magical Treasures suitable for Qin Yuhan."
Wu Tian sneered internally, his resolve unshaken. You must understand one thing: I am the master, and you are merely the slave! The legacies of the celestial gods and buddhas are mine to inherit. All of you are but my servants, my weapons. I alone decide how I act! If I will it to be, not even the heavens can deny it!
This was the logic of absolute dominance.
Powerless against Wu Tian’s tyrannical will, the Investiture of the Gods submitted.
"Name: Qin Yuhan."
"Cultivation: Pathetically Weak."
"Suitable Magical Treasure: ?"
She is suited for the Nuwa inheritance, Wu Tian decreed internally.
What?!
Wu Tian’s decree made the sentient Investiture of the Gods tremble. But remembering his overbearing nature, it had no choice but to listen and obey. The problem was that Nuwa’s Magical Treasures were in the Nuwa Imperial Palace, and Wu Tian had no idea where that was.
He looked at Qin Yuhan and said, "You’ll have to wait a few days."
"Okay," she nodded.
"You must be Mr. Wu Tian?"
Just then, an elderly voice called out. An ancient-looking man approached. While people often speak of hair reaching one’s waist, this man’s beard did, a cascade of pure white. This man, though his Martial Path was weak, was renowned in this region. His disciples were spread far and wide across the Xiuyuan Realm; in fact, ninety-seven percent of the civil officers in all the kingdoms of this region were his students, and Wang Shi Dao Zuo was one of them. He was highly revered and known as Teacher Yuwen.
Yuwen walked up to Wu Tian and Qin Yuhan. Wu Tian glanced at him but said nothing, his gaze remaining on Qin Yuhan.
"Good sir, may I ask who you are?" Qin Yuhan greeted him with a polite smile. It was not that she felt any particular fondness for him; it was simply her innately courteous nature.
"I am Yuwen, once the Prime Minister of the Heavenly King Country, and now the First Prime Minister of the Xiuyuan Country," Yuwen said with a smile. "My lady, do you know how beautiful you are? I have searched for countless words, yet none can do your beauty justice."
"Thank you," Qin Yuhan nodded, her expression cold.
As a former CEO, she had received more compliments than most people have had meals. In short, she was immune to flattery—unless, of course, it came from Wu Tian. If he praised her beauty, she would be overjoyed. Unfortunately, Wu Tian wasn’t that kind of person. He was no fool for a pretty face.
Facing a rebuff from Qin Yuhan, Yuwen paid it no mind. He turned to Wu Tian beside her and said, "Mr. Wu Tian, this old man has something he would like to discuss with you."
Wu Tian nodded, but his response was uncharacteristically sharp. "I already know what you’re going to say. Please shut your damned mouth."
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