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.
Swords and daggers were drawn and being pressed to his throat; this was what Qin Wentian was feeling now.
Bailu You was also in the group, as he was the one that led all these Divine Inscriptionist Grandmasters over. However, the wine drinker’s heart was not in the wine, his motives were different from the rest. He didn’t really wish for Qin Wentian to hand the ancient scroll over, he only wanted Qin Wentian to feel the pressure.
And when Qin Wentian began caving in from the pressure, he would naturally do the ‘good-guy act’ and step out to offer him hope.
Hence, Bailu You currently stood to the side, watching the current scene unfold with a faint smile on his face.
But at this moment, the sounds of footsteps rang out. Bailu You turned his head only to see a newly arriving group rush over. It was the large-eyed elder, together with Bailu Yi, Bailu Jing and their father.