Ancient Godly Monarch
chapter-1329

Wan Clan of Skyflame City was one of the strongest clans here, having an immortal king character within. To ordinary cities, immortal kings were already extremely powerful. Naturally, these cities couldn't be compared to the main cities of an immortal empire or dynasty. Those places were always filled with ample cultivation resources, which naturally would attract the strong.

As one of the strongest clans in the Skyflame City, the Wan Clan was naturally extremely majestic. Qin Wentian entered there together with the old man and as they arrived, the old man instantly sent a servant to inform the clan lord. Hence, when QIn Wentian came here, several important people of the clan personally came out to welcome him. The group at the lead all had extraordinary auras and their eyes all flickered with curiosity when they saw Qin Wentian.

"This man is an immortal king? And he's actually so young?" These people were all silently thinking. When Qin Wentian saw this scene, he was completely speechless. The old man beside him took matters in his own hands. He followed the old man here simply because he wanted to gain more information and conveniently take the chance to head towards the Darknorth Immortal Mountain. However, the old man actually caused such a huge commotion, causing him to not know how to explain.

"Where is the senior you spoke of?" A young man inclined his head and stared at the old man beside Qin Wentian. His eyes gleamed sharply, as though filled with flames. He was clad in a long robe and exuded imposingness, indicating his extraordinary status. His cultivation base was at the peak of immortal-foundation.

"This young man beside me is precisely the one." The old man replied.

"What are you all doing? I just came here to visit the Wan Clan, why are there so many people?" Qin Wentian stared at the old man as he asked, "Are you mistaken about something?"

The eyes of the old man flashed, he stared at Qin Wentian and asked, "Senior, you are not an immortal king?"

"Immortal king?" Qin Wentian pretended he didn't know what the old man was mistaken about. This caused the expression of the old man to change, "Did you lie to me from the start?"

"Lie to you?" Qin Wentian smiled and shook his head. "When did I ever say that I'm an immortal king?"

"..." The expression of the old man froze. "I asked if you were cultivating there, you nodded your head indicating yes. I referred to you as senior, you didn't say anything either. Also, you told the young man from the Yan Clan to scram directly and you even said that you wished to head towards the Darknorth Immortal Mountain. Couldn't all these be considered as you attempting to pull the wool over my eyes?"

"Old man, I was truly cultivating there, how can that be considered as lying to you? You refer to me as senior, I'm at the ninth level while you are at the seventh-level, what's wrong with that? As for that person from the Yan Clan, his cultivation is inferior to mine yet he actually dared to behave in such a manner. Shouldn't I tell him to scram? Also as for the matter of heading to the Darknorth Immortal Mountain, I'm at the peak of immortal-foundation and naturally wish to go there. What problem is there?" Qin Wentian refuted the old man's points one by one, causing the old man to be speechless.

"Could it be that old sir, your respect towards me, was merely because you misunderstood that I'm an immortal king?" Qin Wentian smiled and shook his head, as though he just understood what had happened. He then clasped his hands, "Because of this misunderstanding, if this leads you to not welcome me, Qin, I will leave right away."

The old man was stunned, he had nothing to say at all. Qin Wentian's points were logical from his own perspective. Was everything really just his misunderstanding?

As he thought of this, he bitterly smiled, "Since Brother Qin has already arrived, just be a guest at our Wan Clan."

After that, he clasped his hands and spoke to the people of his clan, "Everyone, I must apologize. It's all just my misunderstanding."

The people from the Wan Clan had strange looks in their eyes. A beautiful and cold woman then spoke, "Third uncle, stop being such an old muddle-head. Maybe this man intentionally lied to you to enter our Wan Clan."

Qin Wentian glanced at the woman. She had an alluring figure and arrogance was plain on her face. Her cultivation base was at the seventh-level of immortal-foundation, the same level as the old man. Although she was a junior in the clan, her cultivation was equal to an elder of the older generation. Clearly, her talent wasn't bad.

"Old sir, I think it's best for me to take my leave." Qin Wentian clasped his hands. On the way here, he had already acquired the info he wanted to acquire. Entering the Wan Clan or not makes no difference now.

"Since I invited you here, I naturally have to show some etiquette." The old man shook his head. He pulled Qin Wentian along, "There's no problem, you can stay as a guest in my residence."

As they were conversing, an aura from afar drifted over. Everyone turned their heads, and the expression of thee old men changed. It was someone from the Yan Clan, they actually came all the way here.

These people were none other than the young man from before as well as a group of other experts. The young man who was in the lead, was now coldly staring at Qin Wentian. "Little bastard, you actually dared to bluff me?"

Before this, he was told to scram by Qin Wentian. The young man didn't dare to take any risk, yet his heart was filled with reluctance and humiliation. Hence, he commanded some people to be stationed near the Wan Clan with haste, commanding them to monitor the situation. And as expected, Qin Wentian indeed wasn't an immortal king. Upon realizing that, he instantly brought a group of experts and hurried over.

"Yan Clan, you actually dare to bark so loudly in my Wan Clan?" The expression of the old man beside Qin Wentian turned cold. At this moment, two other elderly looking characters stepped out beside the young man from the Yan Clan as their eyes gleamed sharply. Both of them were at the ninth-level of immortal-foundation.

"Give this bastard to me and I will bring my men and leave instantly." That young man pointed to Qin Wentian, calling him a bastard. Qin Wentian's eyes gleamed sharply and as he was prepared to step out, an icy female voice echoed out, "Wanting to take a guest of my Wan Clan? Are you even qualified?"

The young man from the Yan Clan turned to the person who spoke. It was a woman with a face like frost, her charm was extraordinary to an extent where ordinary people wouldn't dare to match her gaze.

"Wan Miaoyan." The expression of the young man's face turn stiff. This woman who spoke was one of the most talented characters in the Wan Clan. She has both beauty and talent and in the Skyflame City, many with illustrious backgrounds wanted to pursue her, fantasizing about marrying her. Even this young man from the Yan Clan had such thoughts. However, he knew that this wasn't realistic.

"He isn't someone from your Wan Clan, why do you have to care so much?" The young man from the Yan Clan didn't appear too weak before his fantasized lover, as he coldly replied.

"Yan Ling, you are truly shameless. Given your status, do you even have the qualifications to question sister Miaoyan? Just scram." The girl earlier who called out third uncle, icily spat.

Yan Ling's face turned extremely ugly to behold. He could only snort as he said, "In that case, I will bid my farewell then." Yan Ling coldly stared at Qin Wentian before leading his men away.

Qin Wentian initially planned to teach that young man a lesson, but he didn't expect that even before he did anything, the young man left just like that. He turned and glance at Wan Miaoyan, the cultivation base of this female was at the peak of immortal-foundation and was one of the two strongest here. The other one was the young man who first spoke when he arrived.

"Many thanks." Qin Wentian smiled and nodded to Wan Miaoyan.

Wan Miaoyan merely glanced faintly at him before turning to leave, not bothering to reply. She told Yan Ling to scram simply because he was here in their Wan Clan making a scene. She didn't do so because of Qin Wentian.

"Thinking too much." Another female mockingly laughed. "Anyway, third uncle, how do you plan to deal with him?"

"No idea." The old man smiled. "Yiyao, you have something to add?"

"No." Wan Yiyao coldly spoke. She glanced at Qin Wentian before turning and departing. The other experts here all left respectively as well. Initially they still thought an immortal king really dropped by. But since it was just someone at the ninth-level of immortal-foundation, they couldn't be bothered to waste time.

Although the ninth-level of immortal-foundation was just a step away from the immortal king realm, a number in the ninth-level could be seen everywhere. Immortal kings are characters who stood at the peak and regardless of either the Wan or Yan Clans, there are already numerous ninth-level immortal-foundation experts among their guards.

The difficulty of this step was as tough as ascending the heavens.

"Brother Qin, I won't refer to you as senior then. You can also call my name straight. I'm called Wan Zhuqing." The old man spoke to Qin Wentian. "Let's head to my residence."

"Who were those who spoke earlier? Their status in your clan seemed to be very high?" Qin Wentian asked.

"The young man who spoke right at the start is named Wan Yiming, the son of my elder brother. The one who told Yan Ling to scram is named Wan Miaoyan, the daughter of my second brother. The two of them are the two individuals with the highest talent in our Wan Clan and hence, our clan placed great hope on their shoulders, hoping that they would be able to enter the Darknorth Immortal Mountain for cultivation. Although we might have some misunderstanding between us, since Brother Qin also wants to head to the Darknorth Immortal Mountain, you shouldn't be an ordinary person. This is why I asked you to stay. When they go over, you all can go together so as to take care of each other in case of any dangers."

It could be said that the old man was a practical person. He was their third uncle and right now, the clan lords of the clan are both his eldest and second brother.

"Take care of each other?" Qin Wentian shrugged, "They don't seem to like me much."

"Maybe it's because of the misunderstanding that you are an immortal king earlier which led to this. Also, even if you leave now you might not be safe. The Yan Clan and our Wan Clan are enemies and although Yan Ling is mediocre, the Yan Clan does have quite a few experts who can stand equally with Miaoyan and Yiming. If you leave now, they will surely take revenge on you."

"Since old sir is so sincere, I will accept rather than decline it then." Qin Wentian smiled and nodded, stepping into Wan Zhuqing's residence together with him.

After that, Qin Wentian did learn more information about the Darknorth Immortal Mountain. It's said that not too long after, the Wan Clan would send Wan Miaoyan and Wan Yiming to the royal palace of the Darknorth Dynasty. After knowing that, Qin Wentian set his heart at ease and settled down in the Wan Clan, preparing to go over there together.

During the second day in the Wan Clan, a servant came by saying that Wan Yiyao had summoned him over. Wan Yiyao and Wan Yiming are siblings, the son and daughter of the old man, Wan Zhuqing's eldest brother.

Qin Wentian followed the servant and came to a castle where demonic beasts were kept. Over there, numerous youngsters of the Wan Clan could be seen, they were standing in the air, staring at the vast land below with contempt on their faces. Not one of them turned back, all of them were ignoring his existence.

Stepping forward, Qin Wentian walked to the side of the walls and glanced down. Over there, there actually were plenty of demonic beasts. All of them were raised by the Wan Clan, and among them, the baleful auras of some of the demonic beasts were extremely terrifying.

"I heard that you also wish to go to the Darknorth Immortal Mountain?" A cool sounding voice rang out. Qin Wentian turned his gaze over and saw a pair of beautiful eyes staring at him. Those eyes contained a faint hint of arrogance and condescendence.

"Mhm." Qin Wentian nodded as he smiled.

"Just so coincidentally, Miaoyan still lacks an attendant who feeds her demonic beasts. You can take the position." A young man at the side laughed, causing many in the surroundings to have expressions of interest on their faces. Before this, the last attendant of Wan Miaoyan died precisely under the attack of her baleful demonic mount. If Qin Wentian went to feed that beast, most probably, there was only a path of death for him!