Wei Changtian’s move had indeed stunned everyone, including Qin Zhengqiu.
The reason was simple: the scene of the tea water “hanging in mid-air” was too unbelievable.
It wasn’t that people hadn’t seen the world, but it was indeed rare for someone to waste their precious life on practicing martial arts.
Unlike the high-martial world where cultivators could live for thousands or tens of thousands of years, in this world, cultivation could prolong one’s life, but even a second-rank expert would only live up to a hundred or so years.
Time was limited, so everyone focused on improving their realm. Martial arts were mostly practiced casually, and few people could master a technique to a relatively high level.
Especially a heavenly-ranked martial art like the Returning Dust sword.
So, Wei Changtian’s pretentious act had a particularly good effect.
Not only did no one think that the phrase “entering the fourth rank in half a year” was empty talk, but even Qin Zhengqiu changed his tone for the first time.
“Grandson, what’s the name of this martial art?”
“This sword technique is called Returning Dust.”
Wei Changtian replied, “I’ve already reached the Small Perfection realm, which is why I have such power.”
“Returning Dust, not bad…”
Qin Zhengqiu murmured, unable to help but admire, “No wonder you’re already at the sixth rank; it turns out you’ve been focusing on practicing this sword technique.”
“Grandfather, you’re guessing wrong.”
Wei Changtian smiled and said, “I’ve only been practicing the Returning Dust Sword for half a year.”
“Half a year?”
Qin Zhengqiu was taken aback: “How can you possibly master a martial art to the level of Small Perfection in just half a year?”
“Others might not be able to…”
Wei Changtian held onto his principle of pretending to be a superior being, continuing to shock everyone’s nerves.
“But for me, it’s not that difficult.”
“…”
Qin Zhengqiu fell silent again, thinking for a long time before asking in a low voice, “Changtian, although I’m your grandfather, I also know that I’m not close to you.”
“But I still want to ask you… how can you do so many things that ordinary people can’t?”
“This…”
Wei Changtian’s face showed hesitation, but his heart was filled with excitement.
It’s finally here!
He had been pretending to be superior for so long, waiting for this question!
“Grandfather, since you’ve asked, I’ll tell you the truth, but…”
Wei Changtian glanced at the others in the grand hall, and Qin Zhengqiu immediately understood his intention, waving his hand to dismiss them.
“Leave!”
“Yes, Master.”
The elders and protectors suppressed their curiosity and quickly withdrew, leaving only the two middle-aged men in black and purple robes.
“Changtian, they’re your uncles, you see…”
“Since they’re family, it’s only natural.”
Wei Changtian nodded, took a deep breath, and began to tell his story under the gaze of the three.
“Grandfather, Uncles, this story begins with a dream I had a year ago.”
“A dream?” Qin Zhengqiu exchanged a glance with his sons.
“Yes, it was a very strange and grand dream.”
Wei Changtian’s expression turned serious as he “recalled” the dream: “In the dream, I felt like my soul had left my body, rising all the way to the Ninth Heaven, and finally entering the Upper Realm outside the Nine Heavens.”
“This Upper Realm seemed to be the dwelling place of immortals, with golden light and auspicious clouds, and I saw true dragons and phoenixes roaming within, a truly majestic sight.”
“I walked through the Upper Realm, seeing things I had never seen before in my life, surrounded by immortal herbs and medicines, and even caught a glimpse of a few heavenly soldiers and generals.”
“Later, I entered a heavenly palace.”
“The grandeur of that heavenly palace was beyond description, and within the palace, I saw a true immortal.”
“A true immortal?”
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Qin Zhengqiu exclaimed involuntarily, asking urgently, “Then what? Did the immortal speak to you?”
“He did.”
Wei Changtian nodded: “The immortal said he governed 8,100 small worlds, and our small world had not produced an immortal in tens of thousands of years.”
“He also said that since I could ascend to the heavenly court, I had a connection with him, and he could grant me 90% of the heavenly energy of this small world to help me become an immortal.”
“Becoming an immortal…”
Upon hearing this, Qin Zhengqiu was shocked to the point of being speechless, feeling as though his breathing had become difficult.
In this world, people believed in the existence of immortals and Buddhas.
But even someone like Qin Zhengqiu, who stood at the pinnacle of martial power, would never dare to think that he was an “immortal”.
So now, hearing that his grandson had actually seen a true immortal and even had the opportunity to become one, his excitement was beyond words.
However, Wei Changtian immediately poured cold water on Qin Zhengqiu’s enthusiasm.
“Grandpa, don’t worry, I haven’t finished talking yet.”
“Just as the immortal finished speaking, another person entered the Heavenly Palace.”
“This person is about the same age as me, and judging from their attire, they seem to be from the mortal world as well.”
“The immortal glanced at him and suddenly burst into laughter, saying that we two are from the same small world, what a coincidence.”
Qin Zhengqiu’s eyes widened in an instant: “What? Is this really the case?”
“It’s true.”
Wei Changtian nodded with a “bitter smile”: “The immortal said that we two are his destined people, originally meant to ascend together.”
“However, the heavenly path’s energy is limited in our small world, and it can’t support two immortals’ paths. In the end, it had to…”
“What had to happen?”
Before Qin Zhengqiu could speak, the black-robed man beside him asked, “Won’t you two be competing for this heavenly path’s energy?”
“Sigh…”
Wei Changtian let out a light sigh: “As Grandpa said, the immortal indeed told us to compete for this 90% of the heavenly path’s energy.”
“Whoever obtains all the energy can become an immortal.”
“……”
……
The story came to an end, and the hall fell silent, as if you could hear a pin drop.
Only magic can defeat magic, and only the unknown can explain the unknown.
Wei Changtian wasn’t worried that the story would be doubted, or even if someone did doubt it, they couldn’t verify it.
After all, no one could see the gods, so the right to explain it all belonged to himself, and even if there were loopholes, he could use excuses like “I don’t remember my dreams clearly” to brush it off.
Of course, he didn’t create this absurd story just to explain his “superhuman abilities” today, but for a more important purpose…
“Bang!”
Suddenly, Qin Zhengqiu slammed his hand on the table, as if he had just remembered something, and urgently asked:
“Changtian, if it’s a competition for the heavenly path’s energy, then wouldn’t killing the other person automatically give you all the energy?”
“Do you still remember what that person looks like?”
Good! You’re quite smart, old man!
Wei Changtian gave Qin Zhengqiu a mental thumbs-up, and replied with a bitter tone: “Grandpa, I’ve actually found that person already, and not only that, I’ve even tried to kill him twice, but failed.”
“What?”
Qin Zhengqiu was shocked: “Where is he now?”
Wei Changtian’s eyes narrowed slightly: “He’s in Shu Province.”
“In Shu Province?!”
Qin Zhengqiu’s expression changed as he jumped up from his chair, his eyes flashing with determination.
He paced back and forth in the hall, finally looking at Wei Changtian with a resolute decision.
“Don’t worry, grandson!”
“Even if it means sacrificing the entire Heavenly Church, I’ll help you kill that child!”