Supreme of the Heavenly Realm
Chapter 789 - 783: Land of Wilderness

Chapter 789: Chapter 783: Land of Wilderness

In the courtyard, Ye Xuan had just finished his cultivation when he saw Ling Qianxue also practicing in the yard, floating above the lake with an aura of icy coldness emanating from her.

The surface of the lake below had frozen over, unable to meld together again.

Seemingly aware of Ye Xuan’s presence, Ling Qianxue also opened her beautiful eyes and looked at him, then smiled, "You’re here."

"Why did you stop? You seem to be in good shape."

Ye Xuan smiled. He hadn’t intended to interrupt Ling Qianxue’s cultivation.

"Cultivation isn’t something that happens overnight. It’s no use just feeling good for a moment," Ling Qianxue said lightly.

"I have something I want to give you."

Ye Xuan suddenly remembered the Silver Snow Holy Sword, and with a wave of his hand, the silver sword flew out from the Qiankun Ring and stopped in front of Ling Qianxue.

With a slightly surprised expression, Ling Qianxue reached out her jade hand and picked up the Silver Snow Holy Sword in front of her.

Blue True Yuan was infused into it, and a very sharp cold fluctuation immediately spread around.

Swish!

With a turn of her wrist, Ling Qianxue slashed the silver sword straight down, and the waters of the lake below suddenly split into two, sweeping to the sides.

The broken area of the water turned into two ice curtains, blocking the divided lake water and forcibly splitting the lake into two.

"Hmm, not bad."

Ling Qianxue nodded, seeming quite satisfied with the sword.

"So, will you accept it?"

Ye Xuan smiled and then his corner of the mouth flickered with a sly hint.

"I’ll reluctantly accept it," Ling Qianxue said indifferently.

"That’s good,"

A triumphant smile appeared on Ye Xuan’s face, and then he said teasingly, "I forgot to tell you, this sword is a betrothal gift."

At those words, Ling Qianxue’s pretty face immediately turned red, "A betrothal gift? Then I don’t want it."

"Just kidding,"

Ye Xuan shook his head and then leaned in with a smile, "How could my betrothal gift be so cheap? It would at least have to be a Divine Artifact, right?"

However, Ling Qianxue took Ye Xuan’s words as bragging, not worth her attention.

A Divine Artifact was something that, at least on the Spirit Martial Continent, did not exist, and even if it did, it would be extremely rare, not seen for thousands of years. How could Ye Xuan possibly have one?

"Alright, have you uncovered anything about that power inside you?"

Ye Xuan then inquired about the mysterious power within Ling Qianxue’s body, which had saved her several times but was ultimately a hidden danger.

"This power is quite concealed. It disappears every time it’s used up, but recently it seems to be guiding me, as if it wants me to go to a certain place," Ling Qianxue said with a somewhat serious expression.

"A certain place?"

Ye Xuan raised an eyebrow, suspecting that this place might not be a simple one, perhaps a site of inheritance.

"Where is that place? I’ll go with you."

Such places were likely to be extremely dangerous, and Ye Xuan didn’t feel at ease letting Ling Qianxue go alone.

"It should be in the southwest of the Central Domain,"

Ling Qianxue pondered for a moment, then said.

"The southwest, could it be the land of the Barbaric Ancient City?"

Ye Xuan was stunned—the southwest region of the Central Domain was a desolate wilderness, an enclosed area rarely tread by humans.

The so-called land of the Barbaric Ancient City was just a name, that place may not necessarily have any barbaric treasures.

"It should be that place."

Ling Qianxue nodded her head.

"Then let’s set off. Follow your intuition, and we will definitely find it."

Ye Xuan didn’t plan on delaying. Sometimes, opportunities last only for a moment. If not seized, they could easily be missed, and that was the case for Ling Qianxue.

"Let’s go!"

Ye Xuan waved his hand, and the space before them automatically split open, then the space converged into a gateway, forming a passage.

Normally, such casual tearing of space and construction of passages would require the Cultivation of a High Rank Martial Saint, and only an outlier like Ye Xuan could effortlessly accomplish such a feat.

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In the southwest of the Central Domain was the Barbaric Ancient City.

The Barbaric Ancient City was not a first-rate famous large city but stood on the edge of the wilderness land, a gathering place for adventurers.

The land of the Barbaric Ancient City was very ancient; though barren, it contained some recent Middle Ages and even ancient lost treasures and heavenly materials, hence it was always crowded with Martial Artists who ventured into the wilderness.

Though ancient, the city was never heavily populated. Aside from adventurers, mercenaries, there were generally only some miscellaneous people around, and of course, some Sect Disciples, though they were few in number.

Before entering the land of the Barbaric Ancient City, Ye Xuan and Ling Qianxue also made a temporary stop in this Barbaric Ancient City.

In the largest inn of the ancient city, Ye Xuan and Ling Qianxue sat facing each other. Although the inn was the largest in the Barbaric Ancient City, it was actually quite simple, without even private rooms. They sat down in the hall and ordered quite a few drinks and dishes.

After reaching the Saint Realm, having formed a Sacred Body, one no longer needed food to replenish energy, but fine wines and dishes satisfied one’s taste buds, which could hardly be tasted in the Sects.

The inn was full of people. Some burly desperados cast fiery glances over, falling upon Ling Qianxue.

Accustomed to living on the edge of the blade, where had they seen such a fairy-like beautiful Sect Disciple? They were instantly tempted.

A few adventurers had already stood up from their seats, apparently planning to make a move.

"If you want to live, stay seated."

Ye Xuan just glanced over them, and then his eyes suddenly became sharp, and a terrible pressure spread out. This pressure was only a tenth of what he could have exerted, but for these insignificant Martial Artists, it felt like the sky was collapsing, an enormous weight bearing down upon them.

Bang!

Everyone obediently sat down, looking at Ye Xuan with eyes full of shock and ashen faces.

They understood, should Ye Xuan wish to kill, he could easily pinch to death everyone here with just one finger.

"So, he’s a big shot."

Many broke out in a sweat.

"So young, yet with such Cultivation, could he be a Core Disciple of a Seventh Grade Sect?"

There were some knowledgeable people in the inn, who, while shocked, could guess a bit.

"Very likely, a lot of strong people have come to the land of the Barbaric Ancient City recently. A few days ago, I even saw an Elder from the Qingxu Palace."

"What’s an Elder from the Qingxu Palace? I’ve even seen a guy with three eyes, just like a ghost, damn near scared me to death."

"Three eyes, like a ghost? You must be dreaming."

"I’m not dreaming, I saw it with my own eyes. How could it be false?"

The crowd was restless, and those discussions also reached Ye Xuan’s ears.

PS: Recently, many readers have mentioned the issue of slow updates. I’d like to say that the slow updates are unavoidable, and I can only apologize. Unlike most full-time writers, the author has a job, and with increasing overtime work, I usually don’t get home until past 10 p.m. each night, leaving even less time for thinking and writing.