Cultivation Starts from Farming-Chapter 793 - 362: Fourth Rank Middle Grade; Leaving Early
However, Ye Wentian seemed to have little interest in this bounty.
He waved his hand nonchalantly and said calmly, "Leave this person for you to handle."
"He has been struck by my swordsmanship; his Sea of Consciousness and Nascent Soul have suffered significant damage. Even if he used teleportation techniques, he wouldn’t be able to run far."
"With your abilities, capturing him should be no problem."
"Yes, we will definitely capture this fiend!"
The burly man with a stubble nodded and then, along with the other two Early-Stage Nascent Soul cultivators, transformed into three streaks of Escape Light and pursued in the direction where Primordial Water True Monarch had fled.
Ye Wentian then turned around to meet the gaze of Xu Ping and Hongyi in the distance, a gentle smile appearing on his lips.
"Fellow Daoists, what a coincidence to meet here."
Ye Wentian’s voice was clear as jade, possessing a unique Sword Cultivator’s style.
Hongyi and Xu Ping suppressed their internal thoughts, also showing corresponding smiles on their faces.
Though they were wary of Ye Wentian’s strength, outwardly, they maintained a friendly demeanor.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, indeed it has been a long time."
Xu Ping cupped his hands and smiled, "I had not expected your swordsmanship has reached such heights, truly admirable."
Ye Wentian transformed into a brilliant sword light, arriving instantly before the two.
"You are too kind, fellow Daoists."
Ye Wentian smiled warmly, "But you two, not seen for many years, have progressed remarkably fast!"
"The battle just now was indeed startling to behold."
"Fellow Daoist Ye jokes, my humble skills may not amount to much in your eyes."
Despite the subtle caution from Ye Wentian’s probing, Xu Ping responded modestly without showing any indication.
Whoosh—
As they conversed, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi above the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons suddenly surged violently, forming a massive Spiritual Qi vortex.
Following this, an extremely formidable aura of a Tier Four Middle Grade Demon Beast erupted from the vortex center, spreading like a tide and enveloping the entire Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.
What was even more astonishing was that within this Demon Beast aura, there was also a rich dragon majesty.
"Tier Four Middle Grade?"
"And with a True Dragon Bloodline?"
Witnessing this scene, Ye Wentian, originally calm and indifferent, revealed a definite hint of surprise in his eyes.
With his knowledge and experience, he naturally sensed the extraordinary nature of this aura.
Tier Four Middle Grade Demon Beasts are extremely rare, each one a king among the Demon Race.
And creatures possessing a True Dragon Bloodline are even fewer.
Such beings, even in sects with Late-Stage Nascent Soul cultivators, are considered Sect Guardian Beasts.
"It is my Spirit Pet, who has fortunately broken through to Tier Four Middle Grade."
Despite the smile on Xu Ping’s face, his heart held no joy.
The successful breakthrough of the Water Lake Mouse would generally be a cause for celebration, but at such a moment, it may not be a good thing.
Especially in the presence of Ye Wentian.
"Fellow Daoist’s fortune is indeed outstanding!"
Ye Wentian gave Xu Ping a deep look, a hint of profound meaning flickering in his eyes.
Listening to Ye Wentian’s meaningful words, Xu Ping’s eyes narrowed slightly, his heart alarmed.
This prominent disciple from the Jade Balance Sword Sect had a layered message in his words.
Nonetheless, Xu Ping maintained a serene smile on his face, showing no sign of abnormality.
He merely echoed the sentiment, saying, "Indeed, it was simply luck. The Water Lake Mouse’s awakening of the True Dragon Bloodline was a joyous surprise."
At this moment, True Monarch Lan Ling and True Monarch Yuan Tie also arrived in the air, expressing gratitude to Ye Wentian and inviting him to the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons as a guest.
After a brief consideration, Ye Wentian gladly accepted.
...
That evening, the main hall on the peak of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons was brightly lit, filled with the clinking of glasses.
The banquet continued until the next morning, when three figures flew in from a distance, the stubble-bearded man among them.
"Senior brother, that Primordial Water True Monarch escaped." The stubble-bearded man reported with a remorseful expression.
Upon hearing this, Ye Wentian’s brow furrowed slightly, a trace of displeasure flashing in his eyes.
However, he quickly adjusted his emotions, relaxing his brows.
"Forget it."
Ye Wentian waved his hand and calmly said, "You tried your best, no need to blame yourself."
Though he spoke these words, he was clearly unsatisfied with the outcome.
Allowing an injured enemy to escape from the hands of three Nascent Soul cultivators is difficult to justify.
"It is embarrassing for all of us." Ye Wentian turned to Xu Ping and the others, his face showing a hint of helplessness.
"You exaggerate, fellow Daoist Ye."
Xu Ping smoothly offered comfort, "That Primordial Water True Monarch, after all, is a top-tier Mid-Stage Nascent Soul cultivator, with exceptionally cunning methods."
Perhaps due to failing to catch Primordial Water True Monarch, Ye Wentian felt embarrassed, his mood evidently not well.
Not long after, he proposed a farewell.
...
Half a day after Ye Wentian’s departure, in a secret room on Cyan Cloud Peak, Xu Ping and Hongyi sat facing each other with a somber atmosphere.
A swirl of dense black air emerged from the center of Hongyi’s brow, coalescing into the Nascent Soul form of Nine Nether Elder.
"Senior, might Ye Wentian’s appearance affect our plans?" Xu Ping frowned and questioned.
The unexpected development and Ye Wentian’s appearance left him with a nagging unease.
With his accumulated spiritual perception from years of cultivation, if he had a premonition, it might likely turn into reality.
Nine Nether Elder’s deep, abyss-like eyes glanced at Xu Ping, then slowly nodded, speaking with a detached tone, "It might."
