In the Province of the Nine Skies, far above the heavens, there exists Nine Galaxies of Astral Rivers made up of countless constellations interwoven together. For Martial Cultivators, they could form an innate link with one of the constellations, awaken their Astral Soul, and transform into a Stellar Martial Cultivator. Legend has it that, the strongest cultivators in the Province of the Nine Skies, were beings that could open an astral gate every time they advanced into a new realm. Their talent in cultivation was such that they could even establish innate links with constellations that existed in a layer higher than the Nine Layers of Heavens, eventually transforming into the heaven-defying and earth-shattering power known as the War God of the Nine Heavens. Qin Wentian is the MC of this story. How could a guy, with a broken set of meridians, successfully cultivate? There were countless Stellar Martial Cultivators, as there were countless constellations in the vast starry skies. What he wanted to be, was the brightest constellation of all, shining dazzlingly in the vast starry skies.
Qin Wentian glanced at the young man, instantly seeing through his cultivation base. The young man was a sixth-level Heavenly Dipper Sovereign with pride exuding out of the center of his brow. Behind him was a girl clad in a purplish-red long dress that accentuated her figure. Her long hair flowed like the waterfall, traces of her white and fair neck could be seen. Her skin was like water, she was a top-tier beauty that exuded nobility and elegance.
The eyes of this girl shone with a blow as she stared at the little white tiger which Little Rascal had transformed into. This made everyone understand that the young man wanted to buy this demonic beast pet because he wanted to make this girl happy.
“Sorry, I don’t wish to trade.” Qin Wentian waved his hands, sending that large piece of Yuan Meteor Stone back towards the young man.