Chapter 96

In the dream, Qin Wentian completely immersed himself in that special state. He forgot how much time had passed and even didn't know what he was doing.

Even when Qin Yao called him from the outside world, he remained completely unaware. Qin Yao then did not continue to disturb his dream.

If there were experts skilled in the power of dreams present, they would certainly know that Qin Wentian's current state was one of deep dreaming. In this state, it was equivalent to entering a deep level of enlightenment and cultivation, where his insight was at its strongest.

Two days later, in front of the dream beach, after countless revisions, Qin Wentian finally stopped his fingers and looked at the pattern he had drawn, gradually waking up from that special state.

"Success." A hint of surprise appeared in Qin Wentian's eyes. The pattern he drew was a human figure, holding a Fangtian halberd, thrusting forward. A simple action, yet it gave a sense of boundless power, a momentum that was unstoppable, destroying everything in its path.

The pattern seemed to be alive, and as long as one stared at it, they would find it like a living image, capable of drawing one into a wondrous realm.

"Is this a new kind of divine pattern?" Qin Wentian murmured to himself. If it was a human-shaped divine pattern, what level would it belong to?

Qin Wentian looked up at the void, seemingly unaware of how much time had passed. With a thought, he exited the dream. He could control his entry and exit from the dream he created with his will.

The Qin Wentian in the outside world opened his eyes, returned to the real world, and saw Qin Yao walking back and forth nearby. He couldn't help but smile and say, "Sis."

Seeing Qin Wentian awake, Qin Yao couldn't help but smile and walk to his side, saying, "You've been cultivating for quite a while."

"Did you wait long?" Qin Wentian asked.

"Occasionally, I came to tell you something. I received a letter from Xueyun Kingdom," Qin Yao's expression became more serious. "They said that by the end of the year, they will come to Chu Kingdom with the Crown Prince of Xueyun Kingdom."

"Why are they doing this?" Qin Wentian frowned.

"I'm not sure." Qin Yao shook her head. However, an important message was later spread in the capital of Chu Kingdom: "At the end of this year, the Crown Prince of Xueyun Kingdom will also bring people to the Junlin Feast."

"It seems that this year's Junlin Feast will be quite lively," Qin Wentian said softly, then smiled at Qin Yao, "Sis, don't worry too much. By the end of the year, everything will become clear."

"Okay, just knowing this is enough. Don't put too much pressure on yourself. Focus on your cultivation. I am powerless and can only place my hopes on you," Qin Yao said with some regret. She knew that with her strength, she could never save her father and grandfather.

This burden can only fall on Qin Wentian.

"Rest assured, sis. There will come a day when I will stand high above, overlooking the land of Chu Kingdom," Qin Wentian gently stroked Qin Yao's face, smiling to comfort her.

"Okay." Qin Yao nodded with a smile, "I'll go get you some food."

"Great, I can taste sis's cooking again." Qin Wentian smiled, and Qin Yao walked to the adjacent room. Qin Wentian chose an independent estate and naturally brought Qin Yao to live with him.

After Qin Yao left, Qin Wentian found several sheets of paper and, with his hands imbued with the power of the stars, began to draw the pattern on the paper. However, in the real world, Qin Wentian found it difficult to draw the pattern from the dream, failing repeatedly. Clearly, in the dream, he had hypnotized himself to reach a limit.

However, as Qin Wentian gradually calmed down, after many attempts, by the time Qin Yao had prepared the meal, the drawing was finally completed. After all, he had already done it in the dream, and in the real world, it was just a matter of adaptation.

"Such a delicate painting, it seems to be alive." Qin Yao stood in front of Qin Wentian, her beautiful eyes filled with admiration. "Wentian, why do I feel a domineering and overwhelming momentum coming from it? The figure seems to be half asleep and half awake, and when its eyes open, it seems to emit divine light, ready to break through the heavens with the Fangtian halberd in its hand."

The more Qin Yao looked, the more amazed she became. Her consciousness seemed to be drawn into the painting, and she had a sense of being on the sea, facing this domineering figure, ready to be destroyed at any moment.

"This is the first pattern I drew. I wonder if it can be called a divine pattern," Qin Wentian smiled. "Divine patterns are inherently wondrous. Even the most common first-stage divine patterns are vivid and seem to contain life. The pattern I drew in that special state, if it truly has the effect of a divine pattern, should not be of a low level."

"Truly a prodigy." Qin Yao didn't know how to describe Qin Wentian. Just looking at the pattern made her feel incredibly profound, and Qin Wentian had understood it all by himself. This level of insight was something she could never reach.

Of course, she was happy for Qin Wentian. He was her brother, her closest person.

"Alright, let's go eat." Qin Yao pulled Qin Wentian away, and his eyes lit up as they enjoyed a delicious meal together.

After enjoying a warm lunch, Qin Wentian entered the Dream City through the Tianmeng Forest. Life at the academy was peaceful and free, but he couldn't forget to improve his strength.

In the Dream City, Qin Wentian appeared in an open area. He touched the divine pattern ring on his finger, and with a thought, a Fangtian halberd appeared in his palm.

"Indeed, this dream is so real. Anything brought into the dream can be used in the dream."

Qin Wentian's figure flickered, transforming into a blur, moving extremely fast.

Many people around him saw Qin Wentian and quickly moved out of the way. Qin Wentian's reputation was growing, and he could easily defeat Yan Yuhán and clash with Luo Qianqiu. Without the strength of the Eighth Pulse, no one dared to provoke him, especially with the Fangtian halberd in his hand, adding a domineering aura.

Soon, Qin Wentian saw a Knight Alliance member wearing a knight's robe, holding a long spear, with sharp eyes.

"Buzz." A strong wind swept by, and Qin Wentian's figure, like a large bird, darted toward the opponent. The opponent knew there was no way out and charged at Qin Wentian with his long spear.

"White Tiger Style." The Mad Beast Halberd Technique unleashed, and the Fangtian halberd thrust forward, like a pack of roaring tigers, colliding with the opponent's long spear. In an instant, the opponent's spear was directly knocked away.

"Spit!" The tip of the halberd and the crescent-shaped blades cut into the opponent's body, the pain of the cutting like a cruel torture. The opponent stared at Qin Wentian with a dead look and then disappeared.

After killing the opponent, Qin Wentian immediately flashed away. Not long after, he encountered the second Knight Alliance member. A gust of wind blew, and the Fangtian halberd swept out, the crescent-shaped blades sharp like the wings of a phoenix, emitting a golden cold light, cutting through the opponent's throat, and the opponent's figure also disappeared.

Each time, as long as he encountered a Knight Alliance member, they would die under the Fangtian halberd. Qin Wentian became the Knight Alliance's nightmare.

Many people in the Dream City witnessed Qin Wentian's strong killing of Knight Alliance members, and the news spread throughout the Imperial Star Academy, making many people sigh that Qin Wentian clearly had not forgotten the humiliation of Fan Le. The conflict between the Knight Alliance and Qin Wentian would likely become more intense.

And Ou Chen, it was said, had broken through to the Ninth Pulse and then went out to train.

Everyone knew that Ou Chen was preparing for the Junlin Feast in a month. Once he returned, he would not let Qin Wentian off.

However, in the Dream City, Qin Wentian also encountered a formidable opponent. This person wore a blue robe, was at the peak of the Eighth Pulse, and had a very powerful combat ability.

Qin Wentian naturally fought with great enthusiasm, the Mad Beast Halberd Technique wildly unleashed, gaining insights in the battle.

The Four Styles and Thirty-Six Changes of the Mad Beast Halberd Technique was a complete halberd technique. The more mature the cultivation, the greater the power it could unleash. In Qin Wentian's grand dream, he imagined using the strongest halberd technique, where one strike could summon real Azure Dragons, White Tigers, Vermilion Birds, and Black Tortoises.

"Buzz..." At this moment, Qin Wentian felt that the opponent's palm was like an illusion. His Fangtian halberd danced, transforming into a Black Tortoise, guarding in front of him. However, the opponent's palm struck the Black Tortoise, causing it to vibrate nine times, making the defense crack. Qin Wentian's body floated back, and he smiled, "Let's fight another day."

Saying this, he turned and left, going to a secluded place to practice the halberd technique alone. He stopped the battle because he had a sudden insight.

The Fangtian halberd repeatedly struck out, domineering and unparalleled, but Qin Wentian always felt something was off. It lacked the momentum and determination of the divine pattern.

"Qin Wentian." At this moment, a surprised voice came, and Qin Wentian stopped. He then saw Mu Rou's figure.

"What a coincidence." Qin Wentian smiled.

"I heard you returned to the Imperial Star Academy, so I've been coming here these days to see if I could meet you," Mu Rou glared at Qin Wentian. Only then did Qin Wentian realize that this place was where he and Mu Rou often sparred.

Seeming to be too engrossed, he smiled awkwardly and said, "Do you need something?"

"Can't I come to see you if I have nothing?" Mu Rou showed a pained expression, making Qin Wentian smile bitterly, but then she smiled, "Just teasing you. Tomorrow is my 18th birthday. Can you come here to give me a blessing and spar with me to train my body techniques?"

"Sure, now is fine." Qin Wentian smiled, put away the Fangtian halberd, and said, "You attack me."

"Okay." Mu Rou smiled and then launched an attack on Qin Wentian.

Mu Rou found that her attacks couldn't touch Qin Wentian. Each time he dodged, it was perfectly executed, as if his body moved with just a thought, extremely skillful.

However, such training was very helpful for her cultivation of body techniques. She gradually gained insights until she was drenched in sweat, and then she and Qin Wentian left the Dream City.

After leaving, Qin Wentian returned to the courtyard, seemingly deep in thought.

Looking at the painting in the pavilion, Qin Wentian's eyes lit up. Mu Rou was good to him, and now that it was her 18th birthday, he should give her a gift to celebrate!