The Legend of Futian

Ye Futian saw Emperor Ye’s suspicious expression and nodded. “Your Majesty, please believe me.”

“Alright.” Emperor Ye nodded. He gazed outside the palace and declared, “For what reason did you come to my Cangye?”

The Fuyun Sword Clan stood outside the palace. Hearing Emperor Ye’s voice, one of them said, “The seventh summit of the Fuyun Sword Clan is here to invite Ye Wuchen to cultivate with us.” His voice rolled through the vast space. So many hearts trembled at that moment.

At the seats in the palace, the lord beside Ye Wuchen trembled, his face turning red. The Fuyun Sword Clan, a top force from the Eastern Barren Territory came for his son? The leader of the seventh summit had personally sent out the invitation for Ye Wuchen.

Luo Junlin had been so mighty in the Hundred Lands. Back then, the Royal Xuan Temple had arrived and stayed in the air to call for Luo Junlin to go there.

All of Cangye was shocked too. Emperor Ye looked at Ye Wuchen. His left arm was missing but he was still quiet. However, his eyes had changed. Before, Ye Wuchen was only a top talent of the Cangye Kingdom. No one expected the Fuyun Sword Clan’s leader could invite him.

Not only there, at the hotel, Xirou’s eyes hardened and Luo Junlin shuddered. As for the others, they heard a boom inside their minds as if the sky was cracking.

The Liu Kingdom had escorted Ye Futian’s group here. Their relationship went without saying. Now, the leader of the Fuyun Sword Clan invited Ye Wuchen to cultivate with them. If Ye Wuchen agreed, another disciple of a top force would be born in the Cangye Kingdom.

There were many people gathered around the palace at the moment. All the strong cultivators and civilians of the Cangye Kingdom were shaken. Many eyes at the banquet area were trained on Ye Wuchen. Right now, he seemed like the star.

“What do you think?” Ye Wuchen looked to Ye Futian, wanting to know what he thought.

“The seventh summit of the Fuyun Sword Clan.” Ye Futian’s eyes flashed and he looked to Liu Feiyang and Liu Chenyu. He was quite surprised that the first to arrive would be the Fuyun Sword Clan—and for Ye Wuchen, at that.

He wasn’t too familiar with them but Liu Feiyang must know.

“The Fuyun Sword Clan has seven summits with a leader for each,” Liu Feiyang said. “The Royal Xuan Temple’s leaders are ordered by ability but in the Fuyun Sword Clan, each summit is different. The seventh summit specializes in killing, especially in the killing sword techniques. According to rumors, the seventh summit leader is second only to the clan leader, the leader of the first summit. Li Daoyun is from the first summit.”

Ye Futian’s eyes flashed. He stood up and said, “Let’s go out.”

Emperor Ye felt this way too. No one wanted to feast anymore. They all walked towards the lights outside the palace.

The Nobles of the Fuyun Sword Clan were still hovering on the swords in the sky outside the palace. A short while later, they saw the comers. Many people were gathered there, all looking at the palace. In fact, Xirou and Emperor Luo’s groups had come too. They wanted to witness this with their own eyes.

“I am Ye Futian. Greetings, seniors,” Ye Futian bowed. The seventh summit of the Fuyun Sword had come as guests. He must be respectful. “I am sure you know about the conflicts between Ye Wuchen and Li Daoyun. How will you settle this?” he asked, looking up.

“Li Daoyun is the disciple of the first summit. We are from the seventh summit,” one man said. “Our leader wishes to invite Ye Wuchen to cultivate. As for the conflicts, those are their private matters. The Fuyun Sword Clan will not get involved. Ye Wuchen is talented with the sword. We are the most suitable for him.”

“Thank you for your answer.” Ye Futian nodded and smiled at Ye Wuchen. He said, “Wuchen, I’m sure you’ve made a decision.”

Ye Wuchen’s eyes flashed. He was a pure swordsman and was obviously interested in swordsmanship. He hadn’t considered them because of Li Daoyun but now that a summit leader personally invited him, he was obviously tempted.

The Fuyun Sword Clan was paradise for swordsmen.

“I accept.” Ye Wuchen nodded, showing his decision.

“Great. When will you depart?” the swordsman asked straightforwardly.

“I will go at the beginning of the year,” Ye Wuchen answered.

“Alright.” The man waved his hand and a sword started flashing. “You can fuse your Spiritual Energy into here. This sword will now represent you.”

Ye Wuchen accepted it and the swordsman continued, “We will report back now. Farewell.”

“Thank you.” Ye Wuchen nodded. Several beams of sword light instantly cut past. They went into the distance and disappeared.

Lord Ye was extremely excited. His son had joined the Fuyun Sword Clan, a top force of the Eastern Barren Territory! Furthermore, the second top figure of the clan had sent the invitation personally. This was such an honor.

“I didn’t think Wuchen would be the first of the Ye family to leave Cangye,” Emperor Ye said. He was happy but also disappointed. His children were not as talented.

“Thanks to you, Your Majesty.” Lord Ye was overjoyed.

“Let us return,” Emperor Ye said cheerily. The group returned to their seats. But before long, the clouds turned in the sky above the palace. There was a long whistle and everyone looked up. A moment later, a beautiful demon broke through from the clouds.

A Blue Phoenix. Everyone was shocked as they looked up.

What’s going on? The people around the palace trembled inwardly. The Blue Phoenix descended and countless angelic figures were atop it.

“Such beautiful angels.”

What was going on with the Cangye Kingdom today? Were these people from a top force too?

“The Moon Clan of the Eastern Barren Territory is here to invite Hua Jieyu of the Cangye Kingdom to cultivate,” the angel on the Blue Phoenix said.

Xirou’s expression grew even more uncomfortable.

“Hua Jieyu.” Luo Junlin’s face was chalky white. Before, Emperor Luo had wanted Hua Jieyu to marry him. Now, she would also join a top force.

“Welcome,” a voice said in the palace. The angels of the Moon Clan entered the palace with the Blue Phoenix.

“How can this be?” Emperor Luo couldn’t accept it. Ye Wuchen and Hua Jieyu had all been invited by top forces. The other emperors beside him were even paler.

Three top forces had landed in the Cangye palace now.

There was another terrifying gust of power in the air. Another demon flew in from the distance and appeared above the palace. There was an extremely beautiful girl at the front. She was clad in all white and her smile was mesmerizing.

The group gazed at the banquet below. Smiling, the girl said, “Young Master Ye, your servant is here to see you, representing the Witch Clan.”

“The Witch Clan…”

“Who’s Young Master Ye?”

In the palace, Ye Futian’s face darkened. Hua Jieyu grinned at him, saying, “Your servant’s here to see you.” As soon as she spoke, everyone turned to look at Ye Futian.

“So classy,” Yi Xiang said in disdain. “Yu Sheng, don’t be like him.”

“Oh.” Yu Sheng nodded obediently.

Ye Futian glared at the girl in white. What was she doing here? “You’re not welcome,” he said, face dark.

“How can you refuse your servant?” The Witch Clan landed from the sky. Many strong cultivators had come too. The Cangye people were numb at this sight.

There was another dazzling light in the sky. A group came in majestic chariots. The strong cultivators wore elegant robes and their noble aura was obvious.

When they came to the sky above, they walked out of the chariots. One stood and said, “The Qin Dynasty from the center of the Eastern Barren Territory is here to visit the Cangye Kingdom.”

“The Qin Dynasty.” Xirou’s delicate frame shuddered. What was happening?

“You’re all so fast.” At that time, another voice rang out. A group of figures clad in white robes sped over from the distance. When they arrived, one man said, “The Donghua Clan is here to visit the Cangye Kingdom.”

Luo Junlin’s face was ghastly pale and bloodless. Emperor Luo. Were all the top forces grouping here? Could someone tell him what was happening?

The people around the palace rustled with excitement. They didn’t know how powerful these forces were but they seemed to be the most powerful of the Eastern Barren Territory. They’d all come to visit Cangye.

“Welcome, welcome,” Emperor Ye kept saying. His voice was pleasantly surprised.

This was crazy.

Every force that arrived was a top force. What was with the world? They all entered the palace but soon after, someone else came.

“The Royal Xuan Temple is here to visit the Cangye Kingdom.” With that voice, a group arrived in the sky above. Inside the palace, many people were confused.

The Royal Xuan Temple was here too?

Xirou and Luo Junlin stared at the descending group.

“It’s the headmaster,” someone said behind Xirou. With that, he shot into the sky.

The newcomers looked over and saw Xirou. He couldn’t help but ask, “Why are you all here?”

Xirou didn’t know how to reply. She suddenly remembered how Liu Feiyang told her to ask for her father’s opinion before making any decisions…

“Luo Junlin, you are from the Hundred Lands and know the Cangye Kingdom’s emperor, correct? Are you familiar with Ye Futian and Yu Sheng?”

Luo Junlin’s heart shuddered as his face paled even more.

The Royal Xuan Temple was here for Ye Futian and Yu Sheng!