88: Chapter 88: The Fallen Heart Flame Burns Wen Tianren's Natal Magic Treasure!

"So it is the famous Young Master Wen, the young master of holy demon island. I have just entered the Core Formation Stage and have no reputation, so it is only natural that Young Master Wen has not heard of me. Therefore, there is no need to be too concerned."

Faced with Wen Tianren's inquiry, Zhou Yuan's expression changed slightly. Just as she was about to introduce him, Zhao Changsheng took the initiative to introduce himself.

And his casual words made Zhou Yuan's expression turn even uglier.

After all, the person before them was Wen Tianren, the young master of holy demon island, not some ordinary Core Formation Stage Cultivator.

His status and position were sufficient to be mentioned in the same breath as a Nascent Soul Cultivator. If they offended such a powerful enemy, then even if Zhao Changsheng had a Nascent Soul Cultivator backing him, the outcome likely wouldn't be good.

At this moment, Zhou Yuan felt a pang of regret.

She had originally thought she had climbed a great tree, but now it seemed she had invited trouble.

However, along the journey, Zhou Yuan felt that Zhao Changsheng was not a person lacking judgment or one who was arrogant and conceited.

"Is that so? But from my observation, Fellow Daoist is young, probably less than a hundred years old. May I ask which School you hail from? How is it that I, this young Revered Master, have never heard of you? Which School in this Star Sea nowadays has a cultivation Genius like you, Fellow Daoist?"

Wen Tianren inside the Beast-drawn Carriage pressed further. His tone was no longer as gentle as before; instead, it carried a bone-chilling coldness that made one shiver. He was clearly somewhat angered by Zhao Changsheng's attitude.

"My Revered Master is Layman Qingyi, his reputation is passable. Both Revered Master and Disciple can be considered Loose Cultivators. We must be a laughingstock to Young Master Wen. If there's nothing else, I will take my leave with Sect Leader Zhou and head to Heavenly Star City."

Zhao Changsheng continued to answer with great honesty.

"So you are Senior Qingyi's Disciple. Then, may I ask why you are with Sect Leader Zhou?"

"Of course, we met on the road. Moreover, I find Sect Leader Zhou's appearance quite pleasing, and I happen to have no Dao Companion, so I wanted to pursue her. It's just that along the way, Sect Leader Zhou hasn't shown any indication, which is truly a regrettable thing."

Zhao Changsheng said with a smile, and his words caused the Zhou Yuan beside him to blush and even become somewhat angry.

Even though she was angry, she did not show it, only secretly giving Zhao Changsheng a look, urging him to leave quickly.

"So that's how it is. 'Fair maiden, a gentleman's good match,' this is a normal matter, nothing to speak of. However, this young Revered Master feels that Fellow Daoist's Divine Thought seems superior to Cultivators of the same Realm. Might I have the honor of experiencing it?"

Suddenly, Wen Tianren changed the subject. His tone became even colder, simultaneously filled with a provocative flavor.

Hearing this, Zhao Changsheng knew his plan had succeeded; he had finally provoked this Wen Tianren.

He wanted this guy to cause trouble; he wanted this guy to bring trouble onto the head of his nominal Revered Master.

After all, he could slip away at any time, so he didn't need to worry too much about retaliation.

Even if the other party sought revenge, he would have already vanished without a trace, so naturally, there was no need to be concerned.

And he absolutely had to create trouble for his nominal Revered Master, Layman Qingyi. Only in this way could the other party not focus all their attention on him.

Even if the other party hated him to the core, they would still have to help him resolve the trouble, lest he died and their plans could not succeed.

Although this method was risky, it could also buy him more time.

At least for now, this was the only relatively good method.

Risks aside, there were also benefits.

"Naturally, no problem. In fact, I have long wanted to experience Young Master Wen's Divine Abilities. It's just a pity that before, I hadn't even reached Core Formation, so naturally, I didn't have that honor. Now that Young Master Wen has taken the initiative to propose it, I naturally will keep you company to the end. Young Master Wen, feel free to make your move; I will receive it."

Zhao Changsheng's equally impolite words made Zhou Yuan's expression turn extremely ugly. She wanted to dissuade him but saw Zhao Changsheng shake his head.

And at that moment, a vast and immense force of Divine Thought roared out from the carriage, like the churning, turbulent sea surface below, heading straight for Zhao Changsheng.

Even though Zhou Yuan was not the target of the attack, she still felt suffocated and sensed the terrifying nature of Wen Tianren's Divine Thought.

Just as Zhou Yuan prepared to use her own Divine Thought and spiritual power to resist, an equally formidable, massive force of Divine Thought, not inferior to Wen Tianren's, also appeared within her perception. It instantly shattered her pressure, making Zhou Yuan feel as if a heavy burden had been lifted; the pressure on her completely disappeared.

And before she could even catch her breath, she heard a loud shout from the carriage: "Excellent!"

"This young Revered Master truly sees for the first time a Cultivator who, upon Forming the Golden Core, possesses such Divine Thought power. Truly worthy of being Senior Qingyi's Disciple, indeed impressive. Since that's the case, then this young Revered Master will no longer hold back."

As these words fell, the Divine Thought power from the carriage surged forth even more violently, like a torrential flood.

Yet, no matter how much this Divine Thought power intensified or grew stronger, it was still blocked by Zhao Changsheng's Divine Thought power in front, unable to advance even a fraction.

Instead, the turbulent waves below that were affected became even more violent, and it was a kind of violently shredded chaos.

Simultaneously, patches of crimson color appeared on the sea surface.

And the Restrictions on Wen Tianren's Beast-drawn Carriage had all been activated to protect the maidservants.

The ones under the greatest pressure and most deeply affected were undoubtedly the Strange Birds pulling the carriage in front, which even let out shrill cries.

However, neither Zhao Changsheng nor Wen Tianren paid any attention to these matters, continuing to oppose each other with their respective Divine Thoughts.

"This guy really is quite formidable!"

Zhao Changsheng had to admit that Wen Tianren's Divine Thought power was indeed formidable, not inferior by much even compared to a Nascent Soul Cultivator.

Just as Zhao Changsheng finished this thought, a *whoosh* sound, very faint but still caught by Zhao Changsheng. The source of the sound was a needle—a slender Golden Needle, about a foot long, gleaming brilliantly, moving at extreme speed.

This was none other than this Wen Tianren's Lifebound Treasure.

However, this time he only used one Golden Needle, attempting to ambush Zhao Changsheng, but Zhao Changsheng detected it in advance. So, with quick eyes and swift hands, Zhao Changsheng directly reached out and grabbed this Golden Needle.

"To think that the Successor of the Six Paths Extreme Saint, the young master of holy demon island, would resort to ambush tactics! Truly disappointing."

The main reason Zhao Changsheng could grab this Golden Needle was that a layer of transparent, nearly invisible flame covered his hand—precisely the Fallen Heart Flame.

Without this Fallen Heart Flame, even with double the courage, he wouldn't dare to recklessly grab someone else's Lifebound Treasure.

Under the scorching of this Fallen Heart Flame, this Golden Needle almost showed signs of melting.

Because of this, Wen Tianren inside the carriage let out a cry of alarm and fear: "Stop, stop immediately!"