Ancient Godly Monarch
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.
Mo Qingcheng’s Reminder
This person was none other than the woman who had the name of the number one beauty throughout the entirety Chu Country — Mo Qingcheng
Mo Qingcheng walked slowly, as the spectators held their gazes on her. Their countenances all underwent drastic changes as they realised that Mo Qingcheng seemed to be walking towards Mu Rou.
"Could there be any sort of relationship between Mu Rou and Mo Qingchen?" The crowd speculated in their hearts. After a few moments, Mo Qingcheng stood in front of Mu Rou. As they observed her from behind, the faces of the crowd were all filled with bewilderment, while Qin Wentian noticed that the gaze of Mo Qingcheng seemed to be directed at him.
As he looked left and right, checking to make sure that there were others near him, Qin Wentian became sure that Mo Qingcheng was currently looking at him.
"Qin Wentian." Mo Qingcheng stated in a low voice. As the sound of her voice faded, the pupils of the crowd, all narrowed.