Chapter 107: Chapter 108: Powerful Spell
And Lin Qian also firmly believed that the items he had personally given to Mei Yuexia in the storage ring were enough to secure Divine Sword Sect’s support on his side.
If the value of the items in the storage ring failed to move Mei Yuexia, she wouldn’t have spoken up to remind Lin Qian. Clearly, she regarded him as one of her own.
“Lin Qian, did you get these items from a Middle Ages relic?” After some time, Qin Wushuang eventually recovered from his shock and curiously asked Lin Qian.
Lin Qian nodded as if it were a matter of course, “Otherwise, where could I have gotten so many precious items?”
Qin Wushuang touched the storage ring as if it were a treasure, completely losing the bearing of a Sect Master. It wasn’t his fault for lacking composure; he had never seen the likes of the items Lin Qian placed inside the storage ring.
One ought to know that inside the storage ring were Class A tomes, pills, Primordial Weapons, and Soul Devices. As for Class B, C, and D items, they were even more numerous.
Roughly estimating the value of the items inside the storage ring, Qin Wushuang dared to assert they could buy over twenty Wanxiang Sects.
“The items I provided to Sect Master Mei in the storage ring are worth ten Divine Sword Sects. I think in the future, if Shengtian Sect starts trouble, your sect should understand who to ally with, right?” Lin Qian asked Mei Yuexia, who had silver-haired.
Mei Yuexia gripped the storage ring tightly in her hand and nodded at Lin Qian, “Divine Sword Sect will undoubtedly advance and retreat together with Wanxiang Sect. Moreover, with these items, Shengtian Sect won’t stand a chance in future battles.”
Seeing Mei Yuexia taking a stance, Lin Qian nodded satisfactorily.
In the eyes of Qin Wushuang, Mei Yuexia, and the departing Hai Xiaoyun, the items Lin Qian gave them were of exceptional value, something they had never seen before.
However, compared to the treasure vault of Dangyuan Sect, they were just a drop in the ocean, hardly worth mentioning.
Using these items to win over Divine Sword Sect and the coastal sects, solidifying their alliance with Wanxiang Sect, was beneficial and brought no harm at all.
Seeing the joy on Qin Wushuang and Mei Yuexia’s faces, Lin Qian inwardly sighed. The whole Coastal State area was indeed too small and too remote.
These mere trifles from Dangyuan Sect’s treasury managed to elicit such surprise and delight from the masters of two sects of three sects and five schools, indicating how minuscule the scale of Coastal State really was, and that these sects and schools were merely bottom-tier powers.
After all, Lin Qian knew from Zhang Juncheng that Dangyuan Sect, despite being a local hegemon during the Ancient Era, was also considered a lower-tier power in the grand scheme of the world.
From this, one could see that there surely existed more powerful forces in the world, immeasurable and profound.
Nonetheless, Lin Qian felt eager anticipation in his heart because he knew that as his own strength increased, the true forces of the Huaxia Empire would continue to emerge and present themselves in this world.
Various strong forces continuously surfaced in this world, with countless strange races existing between heaven and earth, and endless conflicts occurring.
If the Huaxia Empire had no rivals, where would be the fun in that?
“Uncle-Master, you may return first, I need to continue my cultivation for a while,” Lin Qian interrupted Qin Wushuang’s laughter and spoke.
“Eh?” Qin Wushuang looked at Lin Qian in surprise and asked, puzzled, “Cultivate? Where will you cultivate?”
“In the relic. Please inform Master on my behalf when you return,” after finishing his words, Lin Qian greeted Lei Qian with a nod, “Come, let’s enter together for cultivation.”
“Oh…” Lei Qian looked somewhat dazed and subconsciously agreed, following behind Lin Qian towards the entrance of the Middle Ages relic.
“Hold on, where is Ye Xin, how is she doing now?” Seeing Lin Qian turning to leave, Mei Yuexia quickly spoke up.
“Please extend my regards to the Sword Saint and thank her for her care for Xinxin over the years. In the days to come, my own fiancée, let me take good care of her. She need not worry anymore,” Lin Qian smiled at Mei Yuexia and then vanished into the brilliance of the portal.
Lei Qian bowed to Qin Wushuang and quickly followed into the radiant entrance of the portal.
After Lin Qian and Lei Qian’s figures vanished, the portal to the Middle Age ruins closed once more, leaving Qin Wushuang and the others standing there dumbfounded.
“What on earth did that kid encounter inside the Middle Age ruins?” Looking at the portal that had returned to tranquility, Qin Wushuang murmured softly and looked down at the storage ring in his palm, filled with immense emotion.
Standing beside him, Mei Yuexia wore a complex expression. Before she came here, her senior sister, the Sword Saint, had instructed her that if Zhang Dingyun from the Shengtian Sect showed any unusual movement, she must stand on the side of the Wanxiang Sect.
It was by heeding her senior sister’s words that she had received the storage ring given by Lin Qian.
Mei Yuexia was very clear that, according to Lin Qian’s previous conversation with Hai Xiaoyun, the Sect Master of the nearby coastal Sect, it was obvious that one could be aware of the outside world while inside the Middle Age ruins.
Otherwise, why would Lin Qian, upon exiting the Middle Age ruins, be informed about the events that had just transpired?
The storage ring in her own hand was given by Lin Qian not only for the sake of Ye Xin but even more because she had stood by Qin Wushuang’s side when pressed by Zhang Dingyun.
“Could it be that Lin Qian has completely taken control of these Middle Age ruins?” Mei Yuexia thought of a shocking answer in her heart and looked at the ruins’ portal in disbelief.
Within the Middle Age ruins, the first area.
As Lin Qian and Lei Qian walked towards the direction of the Dead Land, the former also briefly explained what had happened behind the scenes.
“Does that mean I can soon meet the Sect Master of this ancient Sect?” After listening, Lei Qian asked Lin Qian excitedly.
Lin Qian nodded and patted Lei Qian’s shoulder, “Lei Qian, training with Senior Zhang later might be even more miserable than my special training.”
“Big brother, you’re joking with me…” Lei Qian’s eyes widened, and he swallowed hard as soon as Lin Qian finished speaking.
“Who’s joking with you? Your big brother here was beaten to the brink of death.”
“Hehe…” Lei Qian flashed a smile that looked even uglier than crying and turned to run away.
Moments later, in the second layer of the Dead Land.
Zhang Juncheng looked astonished as he watched a young man, beaten up to look like a pig’s head, giving him a proper salute.
“Young friend, what’s this…”
Seeing Zhang Juncheng’s questioning look, Lin Qian waved his hand nonchalantly, “This is my junior brother. He heard about coming here for special training and wanted to run, but I convinced him to stay.”
“Pfft, Little Qian, is that what you call convincing?” Ye Xin giggled upon hearing this.
“Alright, now that everyone’s here, let’s start the cultivation. Senior Zhang only has two years’ time; we must cherish it well.” Lin Qian flexed his limbs and turned to Lei Qian, “Later on, we’ll be aiming for the true disciple rank. Don’t you want to give your grandfather a pleasant surprise?”
“True Disciple!” A look of yearning filled Lei Qian’s eyes.
“Yes, use a spell to break through the barrier of this small world!” Suddenly, Zhang Juncheng’s expression changed, “This spell is too strong; it can’t be blocked!”
As Zhang Juncheng’s words fell. A streak of blood-colored light had already struck Lin Qian.