《History’s Number 1 Founder》History's Number 1 Founder
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History's Number 1 Founder Chapter 807: Who’s Going to Stop Me?
The air among the mountains seemed to freeze. Even the wind quietened down. Yang Qing and the lady in white looked at each other quietly.
Wang Lin, Yue Hongyan, Kang Nanhua and the rest stood far away. As they looked at the both of them, they tried to remain silent.
Right now, they already knew that this lady in white was the person that Yang Qing had missed all these years. She was his junior in the Cloud Water Cave, Fang Ting.
The two of them were childhood sweethearts. They were even engaged to each other.
This was also the reason why Yang Qing could not reveal the truth earlier. Part of the Grand Moon Primordial Water that Yang Qing possessed had flowed into Fang Ting’s body.
In the past, when Yang Qing had only just entered the sect, his special Innate Ability was hidden and was not exhibited. Lin Feng was dumbfounded why the system claimed Yang Qing’s Innate Ability to be worth 9 points. At the same time, he thought Yang Qing was a little weird.
Only after he heard Yang Qing mentioned about Fang Ting did he understand. He realized that he thought Yang Qing was weird because Yang Qing was no longer a virgin.
But Yang Qing used the True Understanding of the Grand Moon to erect the spiritual altar and reached the Intermediate Stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage. However, a man’s body was usually more Yang in nature. There would not be much of a problem in cultivating Yang-type mantras. To cultivate mantras that were more Yin-based, they would need a little True Yin in their Original Yang. As Yang Qing lost his virginity, it was almost impossible for him to cultivate Yin-type mantras.
At least he had to wait until he erected the spiritual altar, cultivated the crucible and stabilized his foundation before he could try.
That was why as Lin Feng found it very difficult to understand how Yang Qing managed to cultivate the True Understanding of the Grand Moon to erect the first-grade spiritual altar with his non-virgin body.
Precisely because of something as drastic as this, Lin Feng was motivated to investigate Yang Qing’s body quality again. He finally found out where Yang Qing’s 9-pointer Innate Ability originated from.
Yang Qing’s reckless actions when he was young left him a little embarrassed. That was why Yang Qing did not answer Yue Hongyan when she asked him why Fang Ting had the Grand Moon Primordial Water that came from the same source as him.
But when he saw Fang Ting, Yang Qing was stunned. He did not dare to go forward. As Wang Lin and the rest scanned Fang Ting with their supernatural awareness, they were all silent too.
After a long while, Yang Qing regained his awareness and walked towards Fang Ting.
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But at this point, his expression was very complex. Besides the initial surprise, he was filled with a deep desolation and sorrow.
But as Fang Ting turned around, Yang Qing’s desolation and sorrow disappeared quickly. He was only left with elation.
"Tingting…" Yang Qing smiled and opened his arms towards Fang Ting. But Fang Ting did not move forward.
She was also filled with surprise but she was also suspicious too. When she just turned around, Yang Qing did not manage to rid his expression of the desolation and sorrow he felt.
Even now, as she looked into Yang Qing’s eyes, she could still detect the pain he felt.
Fang Ting was confused, and asked, "Senior Yang, what’s wrong?"
After sensing Fang Ting’s purity, Wang Lin and the rest sighed softly.
This lady was not an absolute beauty at first sight, but her looks were enduring. She gave a comforting feeling as others looked at her.
Yang Qing smiled, "I am very good, but I never thought I will reunite with you here. I am too happy and at a loss. Even my mind is confused."
Fang Ting turned her neck slightly and looked at Yang Qing. Yang Qing came in front of her and asked, "Tingting, where were you? I searched around the Cloud Water Cave, but I couldn’t find you. Even as I wandered around the Divine Lands all these years, I did not receive any news about you."
Yang Qing held onto Fang Ting’s hands. As he held onto her hands, he could not help but feel pain again. He almost teared.
But he stabilized his emotions and looked around him, "Do you have any compatriots nearby? Why are you here alone?"
Fang Ting was suspicious as she looked into Yang Qing’s eyes. She was trying to see through him, but she quickly retracted her gaze and said, "I don’t know why either."
"Then, the Cloud Water Cave broke out in a raging fire. Green flames. There were boundless green flames." Fang Ting recalled and felt fearful, as if her nightmare was replaying.
"I ran continuously, but the green flames were everywhere. I could not even escape. As the flames raged, Master, Elder Uncle, Senior and Grandmaster all perished…"
"A green water flow covered my body. But the green flames were too much and the fire was too strong. The green water flow was unable to resist the flames. I felt like I was going to die, but I didn’t want to die. I wanted to see you."
The fear in Fang Ting’s eyes reached its limits at this point, "Then, I seemed to hear a voice asking me why I was so stubborn. I was so blur that I could not think. I forgot how I answered, but I only recalled someone laughing at me."
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"That laughter was very deep, as if it was caught in the person’s throat. He laughed till I was frightened. He laughed till I was even more afraid. I was even more scared than I was when I faced the fire."
Yang Qing opened both his arms and hugged the trembling Fang Ting. He could clearly feel her shaking tremendously.
After a long while, Fang Ting managed to calm her emotions. She continued saying, "Ever since then, I don’t know anything anymore. Since then, I have always seemed like I am awake but dreaming."
"It’s rare that I’m as awake as I am now. Sometimes, I feel this way. But then, I realize that I can’t remember anything. I only discover that I seem to be older. Every time I sleep, I must sleep for at least a year. But when I wake up, I feel as if only a short while has passed."
Fang Ting lay in Yang Qing’s arms and looked at the water flow in front of her. She mumbled, "Right now, this is the longest I have been sober. I can also move freely. I can even control the jade-green water. But my cultivation seems to have been disabled. I can’t seem to summon my powers anymore."
"Before this, I was clear-headed for a couple of times. But they never lasted long."
Yang Qing hugged her and continued to smile. But his look of sorrow deepened, as if he could not control it anymore.
Just at this point, Wang Lin, Kang Nanhua and the rest creased their brows and looked towards the distant skies in the opposite direction.
Over there, void space cracked and a few cultivators appeared.
Yang Qing was shocked. As he looked over, he saw a few cultivators in white robes. There were also a few cultivators in black robes who were also there, as they stared at both him and Fang Ting.
"Path of the Heaven-Born and Path of Hungry Ghoul of the Samsara Sect." From the outfits and the special aura of these cultivators, Yang Qing and the rest could identify them.
This region was more barren. To the west, it was the east side of the Hengduan Mountains, the territory of the Great Barren Sword Sect. To the east, it was the territory of the Samsara Sect.
The leader of the Path of the Heaven-Born was in the Advanced Stage of the Nascent Soul Stage, whereas the leader of the Path of the Hungry Ghoul was in the Intermediate Stage of the Nascent Soul Stage.
This leader of the Path of the Hungry Ghoul was called the Ghostly Grandmaster. He looked at the other Nascent Soul Stage cultivator and said, "Grandmaster Xia, it’s her."
Grandmaster Xia looked at Yang Qing and he became serious, "Are you Yang Qing under Lin Feng?"
Yang Qing sighed. He retracted his emotions and pulled Fang Ting behind him. He greeted both Grandmaster Xia and the Ghostly Grandmaster. "I am Yang Qing from the Celestial Sect of Wonders. Greetings to all."
After noticing Yang Qing pulling Fang Ting behind him, the cultivators from the Samsara Sect creased their brows. Grandmaster Xia said in a deep voice, "Four cities have been massacred. I believe that you have heard from the Great Barren Sect?"
Yang Qing nodded his head, "That’s right."
Grandmaster Xia said, "But do you know that one of my disciples was in one of the cities and was killed too?"
Yang Qing creased his brows and did not speak. Grandmaster Xia pointed at Fang Ting, "Someone from the Path of the Hungry Ghoul witnessed the girl behind you committing the deed!"
Fang Ting was stunned as she looked at Grandmaster Xia. "Why…would I…"
The Ghostly Grandmaster snorted, "Why not? With your current state, all your memories are in a mess. Maybe you really don’t recall what happened. But this doesn’t mean that you didn’t do anything."
"Others may not be able to tell who you are, but the Path of Hungry Ghoul can. You…"
"Shut up!" Yang Qing suddenly shouted ferociously. The area around jerked. The Ghostly Grandmaster was shocked and his soul was almost shocked out of his body.
He could not help but feel stunned, "Yang Qing should only be in the Aurous Core Stage, am I right?"
Grandmaster Xia frowned and snorted. He stared at Yang Qing and said in a deep voice, "Don’t tell me that you want to cover up for her?"
"There are many strange things about this matter. Since we have met, we will investigate it thoroughly." Wang Lin’s voice resonated, "Since there’s someone from your sect who fell at the hands of the disaster, we will inform the Samsara Sect once we unravel the truth."
As they looked at the indifferent youth in front of them, Grandmaster Xia and the Ghostly Grandmaster felt a chill in their hearts.
The Ghostly Grandmaster regained his awareness. Although he was fearful of Wang Lin, he was still enraged, "The Celestial Sect of Wonders is too domineering!"
Wang Lin did not even lift his eyelid. After he finished speaking, he did not say anything much and lowered his head to look at Yang Qing, "Fifth Junior, let’s go."
We will account to you, but we are going to leave now. Who’s going to stop me?
The Ghostly Grandmaster was furious. Even Grandmaster Xia was enraged. He wanted to make a move but he did not dare to.
Before silence ensued, Fang Ting suddenly experienced a change!
Her fearful look turned dull. She let out a mournful scream as streaks and streaks of green radiance shone from her body.
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