467: Chapter 467 (Under Revision)

The news of the heaven-opening battle halberd appearing in the Qin Family was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, the ripples quickly expanding into a massive wave.

The Chu Family was the first to go frantic.

"What? The heaven-opening battle halberd? In the Qin Family?"

Inside the Chu Family's Discussion Hall, a group of Elders looked at each other, the expressions on their faces quite a sight to behold.

"Who was it?!"

"Judging by the mark, it's still Chu Wujiu."

"Where is that brat Chu Wujiu! Bring him here to me!"

"Reporting to the Elder, we have already sent for him..."

After a while, Chu Wujiu was escorted into the hall, looking completely bewildered.

"What is it? What did I do now?"

"You still have the face to ask!" The Grand Elder pointed at his nose, his beard quivering with rage. "The heaven-opening battle halberd! In the Qin Family! How dare you use that thing right under the Heavenly Emperor's nose!"

Chu Wujiu blanked for a moment. "I didn't use it?"

"You didn't? Then how did that halberd end up at the Qin Family?"

"How should I know!"

"You still dare to talk back!"

"No, I really don't know!" Chu Wujiu felt incredibly wronged. "I've been in secluded cultivation at the Myriad Dao Academy this whole time!"

"Secluded cultivation? What kind of cultivation are you doing? Sending a Sacred Relic to the Qin Family with your eyes closed?"

"..."

Chu Wujiu took a deep breath and gave up on explaining.

Fine, whatever he said would be wrong anyway.

"Guards!"

The Grand Elder waved his hand dismissively. "Take him away and head to the Qin Family to apologize!"

As Chu Wujiu was being escorted out, he cursed the unknown culprit a hundred times in his heart.

"Fuck, I'd better not find out who's messing with me."

However, the Qin Family was unexpectedly peaceful. They didn't come looking for trouble?

Given their temperament, that was impossible.

Unless... they were the ones who instigated it?

As soon as this thought appeared, the Chu Family exploded again.

The heaven-opening battle halberd, a Sacred Relic of the Chu Family—they brought it out themselves?

"That's impossible."

An Elder muttered, "The Sacred Relic has a spirit; it cannot be used by anyone without the Chu Family Bloodline. How could they possibly..."

Everyone looked at each other, none of them knowing what had happened.

They even began to speculate if something had gone wrong with the Sacred Relic itself.

"No."

Chu Wujiu's father, Chu Ziqian, made a prompt decision. "Open the ancestral grounds and unseal the Sacred Relic's true form to see exactly what's going on!"

"Yes!"

Deep within the Chu Family's ancestral grounds, the Sacred Relic's true form was unsealed.

It was perfectly intact.

There were no abnormalities whatsoever.

The people of the Chu Family were completely dumbfounded.

So... what on earth was going on?

—

Meanwhile, at the Yun Family.

Inside a side hall, the atmosphere was equally strange.

"Qin Wangchuan said that there's no need for me to go looking for emotions."

Yun Qingyao stood on a chair, her expression serious and her tone flat.

Several Elders of the Yun Family looked at each other.

"How could it be unnecessary?"

One Elder clapped his hands in frustration. "Only then will your immortal body be complete!"

"But Qin Wangchuan said that I was already complete to begin with."

"Qin Wangchuan said, Qin Wangchuan said... He isn't you, so how would he know?"

Yun Qingyao looked at that Elder earnestly.

"But Qin Wangchuan said that you aren't me either."

As her voice fell, the hall became silent for a moment.

The impatience on the Elders' faces slowly froze, turning into thoughtfulness.

Those words...

Seemed to make some sense?

But on second thought, it made no sense at all!

If she were complete, then why was her immortal body so weak?

At this moment, a voice came from the head of the hall:

"Speaking of which, Wangchuan should probably come back to the Yun Family for a visit."

The speaker was named Yun Lingge, Yun Qingyao's mother.

At the same time, she was also an Emperor.

The culprit who had imprisoned her at home for twenty years.

Hearing this, everyone suddenly snapped back to their senses.

Right.

Qin Wangchuan is half a member of the Yun Family.

He should come back and pay his respects.

"It's a good opportunity to ask him what he means. We can't let him lead our Qingyao astray."

"That makes sense."

"Then should we send someone to invite him?"

"Let's invite him."

Yun Qingyao stood to the side, listening as they settled the matter in a few sentences, her eyes showing no emotion.

Even now, she still did not know what expectation felt like.

Shifting the focus back to the Qin Family.

Qin Wangchuan caused a significant commotion.

That crack spanning ten thousand miles appeared only for an instant but destroyed many great arrays.

Over the past few days, everyone in the Qin Family had been discussing that day's phenomenon—

The sky tearing open, a descending pressure, and that heaven-opening momentum that made it hard for people to breathe.

But those who actually knew the inside story were few and far between.

Only that small group of people learned that Qin Wangchuan possessed the ability to summon the heaven-opening battle halberd.

Although it was only summoning and not usage.

But that moment of heaven-opening momentum was already enough.

When Qin Taiyi found out, his eyes lit up.

He patted Qin Wangchuan's shoulder and said earnestly, "Can you manage to get a few more Sacred Relics from other families?"

To someone who didn't know better, it sounded as if he were discussing buying groceries.

Thanks to this, Long Yue, who had made up her mind, hadn't found an opportunity to act.

During those days, people were constantly coming and going from outside Qin Wangchuan's hall, with various Elders and clan seniors visiting in turns.

Even at night, some people stayed for late-night discussions by candlelight.

Especially that... what was it, the Eighth Dao Child? Named Qin Zhaoer?

She could watch Qin Wangchuan from a building all night long.

Helplessly, she could only wait.

Finally, the opportunity arrived today.

Qin Wangchuan returned to his room early.

Supposedly, he was going to study a Cultivation Technique.

Hearing the news, Long Yue moved, passing through corridors and across courtyards to reach the depths of the Divine Son Hall—outside Qin Wangchuan's sleeping quarters.

Then, she stopped in her tracks.

At the door, there was a door god.

Ye Jianwei sat upright outside the hall with an ancient zither across her lap. Her fingertips lightly plucked the strings, and the music flowed like water, quietly drifting through the night.

Long Yue frowned slightly.

She thought about it; this kind of thing couldn't be avoided.

She simply walked straight up.