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 approached the platform, inclining his head and gazing at Qiu Mo in the spectator’s stand. A hint of sarcasm could be seen on his face.
When he arrived, he’d coincidentally heard Yu Xuan’s words. Although he wasn’t acquainted with Yu Xuan, he wouldn’t have specially felt goodwill because of the words she’d said. However, Qiu Mo’s reply made him extremely dissatisfied.
Yu Xuan said that he’d stepped onto the 6th level of the Astral River Hall. Regardless of whether or not this was true or false, didn’t this matter have nothing to do with Qiu Mo? What right did Qiu Mo have to berate others? Not only that, but Qiu Mo’s rebuttal was extremely strong, obviously showing that he had a bone to pick with Qin Wentian.
Upon noticing Qin Wentian, Qiu Mo frowned, and coldly continued, “Don’t tell me you’ve really stepped onto the 6th level? Even if you had, I’m still your senior. You’d better show some respect when talking to me.”