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.
Although Qin Wentian's laughter wasn't loud but how sharp were the senses of martial cultivators? It was naturally heard by the people around him. Wan Qingshan and Wan Miaoyan frowned, as an unhappy look appeared on their face. But since they were in front of young master Duanmu, they couldn't seem lacking in manners, and hence, didn't immediately act to confront him.
However, Wan Yiyao couldn't care less. She coldly smiled, "What are you laughing about?"
"Nothing much." Qin Wentian shook his head.
"Scram to the side." Wan Qingshan didn't erupt forth in anger, he transmitted his voice to Qin Wentian. Only to see Qin Wentian's eyes gleaming with coldness, staring right back at him, unmoving.
The gazes of everyone turned to Qin Wentian. Evidently, even if Wan Qingshan didn't want to make a public scene, the others would still notice as well.
"What were you laughing about earlier?" Wan Qingshan icily asked.