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    Chapter 275: Qingqiu!

    Hearing Ye Tianming’s words, everyone’s gaze immediately fell on Liu Sha.

    They didn’t dare show even a hint of contempt for this little boy — not even Tinglан Emperor.

    Anyone who came out of the Cultivator’s Academy was clearly no ordinary person.

    Liu Sha looked at Tinglan Emperor and asked very seriously, “Do you really want to fight?”

    Tinglan Emperor nodded, “Really.”

    The Divine Realm, as the place where new gods descend, had always had a true opponent that was never the Yang family.

    Up to this point, they had never regarded the Yang family as a rival on the same level.

    Their true opponent was, in fact, the “Ancient Gods.”

    For a new god to rise to power, there was no more prestigious way than stepping over the corpses of the ancient gods.

    Simply put, for the Divine Realm, the only true enemy on the path of the Great Dao was the Cultivator’s Academy.

    Therefore, there could be no retreat today.

    In the struggle of the Great Dao, no one could retreat.

    So the fight would continue.

    Hearing Tinglan Emperor’s words, Liu Sha gave a slight nod, “Since you insist on fighting, then let’s fight.”

    As he spoke, he pulled out a stick of incense from his chest. It was just an ordinary stick of incense — Ye Tianming was not unfamiliar with it. He had one himself, given to him by his grand-master, to be used to visit the Theological Academy after things were settled.

    Liu Sha lit the incense.

    Everyone watched the incense, eyes filled with curiosity — though on the Divine Realm’s side, it wasn’t curiosity but wariness.

    They were extremely wary of Liu Sha, even more so than of Ye Tianming.

    Ye Tianming actually seemed relatively normal, while Liu Sha seemed a little off.

    Ye Tianming tugged at Liu Sha’s sleeve, “Little grand-uncle, what is this?”

    Liu Sha smiled and said, “Over the years, my teacher and I have traveled to many places. My teacher has helped quite a few people, and they felt they owed us a favor and wanted to repay it, so……”

    Ye Tianming nodded, “I understand.”

    Then he looked up at Tinglan Emperor, “They must have people too.”

    He had never underestimated the forces behind Young Master Xin — otherwise, he wouldn’t have written to Jiding and his little grand-uncle.

    Of course, he truly hadn’t expected the Divine Realm’s power to be this formidable.

    The battle had by now essentially become a clash of civilizations.

    At this moment, Miss Ding suddenly said, “We knew about the Divine Realm, but we didn’t expect them to move this quickly. What I want to say is, we invited you here to complete this wager — not to fight the Divine Realm.”

    Ye Tianming nodded, “Miss Ding, I know. I’m not complaining. I’m well aware that it was because I pushed for reform ahead of schedule that I forced their hand. This situation was brought on by me.”

    Miss Ding looked at him, “You’re actually allowed to complain.”

    Ye Tianming turned to look at Miss Ding. She simply gave a faint smile but said nothing more.

    Ye Tianming looked away and slowly raised his head toward the horizon. After a moment, he said softly, “Miss Ding, have you ever raised a child or a cat?”

    Miss Ding shook her head, “I haven’t.”

    Ye Tianming smiled faintly, then said, “Sometimes human nature works like this — take someone who isn’t bad by nature but raises a cat. She really likes the cat, but when it first arrives at her home, it’s shy and scared of her, hiding from her. So she gets frustrated and hits it. And the more she hits it, the more the cat fears her and hides from her……”

    As he spoke, he turned to look at Miss Ding, “But in her heart, she always thinks: as long as the cat admits its mistake and comes close to her, she’ll stop hitting it and give it good food and fun things to play with.”

    Miss Ding fell silent.

    Ye Tianming continued, “Miss Ding, I am not a cat. Even in my most difficult moments, I have never wagged my tail and begged for your mercy. I didn’t before, I won’t now, and I certainly won’t in the future. Don’t think about making me bow my head……. I, Ye Tianming, do bow my head — for instance, I’ll ask my little grand-uncle for help, ask my grand-master for help — but I will not ask you.”

    Miss Ding remained silent.

    Ye Tianming continued, “Many people always do things they consider ‘right,’ then use the high-sounding excuse of ‘I’m doing this for your own good’ to make you accept it…… I wanted to kill Yang Jia before, I want to now, and I will still do so in the future. But……”

    At this, he turned and looked directly at Miss Ding, “Is Yang Jia’s fault alone the biggest reason he turned out the way he did? Don’t the Yang family members who raised him bear any responsibility? Or perhaps you were running an experiment — the Yang family was left to their own devices for three generations, and this generation you wanted to try something different. But is he an ordinary person? He’s not! He’s the master of the universe! He holds the lives of so many people in his hands! How could you place someone so immature in such a critically important position?”

    Miss Ding remained silent.

    Ye Tianming suddenly laughed, “Miss Ding, I’ve looked into the Yang family’s history — from the era of the Azure Robe Sword Master onward, the Yang family’s approach to raising the next generation has been nothing short of a failure. Although the Mortal Sword Master and the Xuangu Sword Master were exceptional people, their character had nothing to do with the Yang family’s upbringing. The Yang family paid absolutely no attention to cultivating the moral character of the next generation — it was entirely left to chance.”

    Miss Ding let out a deep sigh, “What you say makes a lot of sense.”

    Ye Tianming shook his head, “You won’t truly take what I say seriously, because I’m not strong enough.”

    Miss Ding looked at him, her expression complex.

    Up in the sky, Tinglan Emperor, upon seeing Liu Sha light the incense, laughed and said, “Send a divine decree across the entire universe — any powerful being who dares to set foot in the real world today is an enemy of our Divine Realm. All who oppose our Divine Realm shall have their civilization destroyed and their lineage annihilated!”

    Swiftly, a divine decree spread deep into the cosmos.

    Factions and individuals of sufficient standing and power all heard the decree.

    The Divine Realm!

    The place where new gods descend.

    No one may set foot in the real world!

    It was clear that this time, the Divine Realm intended to go head-to-head with the Cultivator’s Academy.

    And then, the scene suddenly fell quiet.

    Everyone waited, watching to see if anyone would dare to come.

    To come meant being locked in a fight to the death with the Divine Realm.

    Would anyone dare?

    After waiting a while, there was no movement at all, and the incense continued to slowly burn.

    When the incense was nearly burned out, still no one had arrived.

    The white-bearded old man, a Circle-Drawing realm expert, suddenly sneered, “It seems the Cultivator’s Academy’s influence isn’t all that great after all.”

    Faced with the old man’s mockery, Liu Sha remained perfectly calm.

    But just then —

    Boom!

    Suddenly, a region of spacetime above the real world was punched through, and in the next instant, a rugged middle-aged man burst out like a thunderclap.

    He wasn’t at the Circle-Drawing realm, but his aura was extraordinarily terrifying — surpassing even the white-bearded old man whose cultivation had been suppressed.

    After bursting out, the middle-aged man’s gaze immediately fell on Liu Sha. He seemed somewhat rushed and embarrassed, “Little Cultivator Liu Sha, I’m sorry — I’m late.”

    Liu Sha smiled faintly, “So it’s Grandmaster Mou Xiang of the Ancient Pagoda Temple.”

    Mou Xiang laughed, “Little Cultivator Liu Sha, it’s been a long time.”

    Liu Sha nodded, then looked toward Ye Tianming beside him, “This is my little grand-nephew.”

    Grandmaster Mou Xiang was briefly taken aback, then looked at Ye Tianming and smiled, “Hello.”

    Ye Tianming replied, “Greetings, senior.”

    Mou Xiang said, “Before I came, our abbot instructed me that whatever Little Cultivator Liu Sha needs, our Ancient Pagoda Temple will do everything in our power to assist.”

    Boom!

    At that moment, another terrifying aura forced its way into the real world, and then a cool, composed woman slowly walked out.

    She wasn’t at the Circle-Drawing realm either, but her aura was no weaker than Mou Xiang’s.

    After stepping out, she immediately looked toward Liu Sha and smiled, “Little Cultivator Liu Sha, the Northern Wasteland is willing to live and die alongside the Cultivator’s Academy.”

    Her words had barely fallen when a sword suddenly cleaved through space from deep within the star river, and in the next instant, a white-robed man arrived riding the sword.

    After the white-robed man appeared, a terrifying sword pressure instantly spread across heaven and earth — an extreme sword dao dominance. Though he hadn’t reached the Circle-Drawing realm, his aura was incomparably fearsome, giving everyone the feeling that while he might not match a Circle-Drawing expert, he could certainly hold his own against one.

    The white-robed man smiled, “Little Cultivator Liu Sha, the Sword Tomb is willing to stand alongside the Cultivator’s Academy!”

    “Ha ha!”

    Just then, a burst of loud laughter suddenly rang out across heaven and earth, and in the next instant, a middle-aged man carrying a large iron staff charged out, “Little Cultivator Liu Sha, long time no see — the Hantian Sect has arrived…….”

    The Hantian Sect!

    The Sword Tomb!

    The Ancient Pagoda Temple!

    The Northern Wasteland!

    Liu Sha gave everyone a cultivator’s salute, “My gratitude to you all.”

    The four of them waved their hands repeatedly and laughed, “Little Cultivator Liu Sha, you’re too polite.”

    Up in the void, Tinglan Emperor laughed, “Is that all?”

    Liu Sha looked toward Tinglan Emperor, who smiled and said, “Out of the universe’s top ten factions, only four showed up. That is indeed a bit surprising, but……. it’s still too weak.”

    “Is that so?”

    The white-robed sword cultivator looked at Tinglan Emperor and smiled, “The Divine Realm may have produced a new god, but they haven’t yet ascended to the divine throne. Which means this position of new god……”

    Tinglan Emperor directly cut off the white-robed sword cultivator, “You’re really weak. Don’t speak yet — wait three breaths.”

    The white-robed sword cultivator frowned. Three breaths later, suddenly the spacetime before him began to tremble faintly, and quickly, he froze.

    Not just him — the spacetime before the other three also began to tremble, and at the same moment they all received the same message.

    The Sword Tomb was under attack by a group of mysterious powerful beings!

    The Ancient Pagoda Temple was under attack by a group of mysterious powerful beings!

    The Northern Wasteland was under attack by a group of mysterious powerful beings!

    The Hantian Sect was under attack by a group of mysterious powerful beings!

    The expressions of all four instantly became extremely ugly.

    Tinglan Emperor looked at them, “Never mind just the four of you — even if every faction on the universe power rankings gathered here, what would our Divine Realm have to fear?”

    As he spoke, he looked down at Ye Tianming, “Do you have anyone else to call? I’ll give you time. Call them — call one, and our Divine Realm will destroy one!”

    Ye Tianming fell silent.

    Was there anyone else?

    There wasn’t.

    “Ha ha!”

    Just then, a burst of loud laughter suddenly rang out across heaven and earth, and in the next instant, one terrifying aura after another forced its way into this stretch of the real world.

    And the one leading them…… no, that wasn’t a person. It was a pagoda.

    The Pagoda Ancestor?

    Ye Tianming froze.

    The Little Pagoda, bringing a large group of people, forced its way into this stretch of the real universe.

    The Little Pagoda laughed loudly, “Little guy, we meet again. I heard you were in a fight, so I called up a bunch of old friends to come back you up…… come on, let me introduce them. These two beside me you already know — they’re called Erya and Xiaobai. And next to them are: this one is Qi Bitian, just a little taller than the sky — you can call her Sister Tian. And this one is called Tianxiu — you can call her Sister Xiu. And these ones here are from the Underworld Palace — this is the Heavenly Maiden, call her Big Sister, this is Second Sister, this is Third Sister…… and there’s also this one, her name is Mu Niannian, you can call her Sister Nian…… and there’s more!”

    As it spoke, it suddenly looked up toward the depths of the void, where a radiant and graceful woman stood, “This one is called Qingqiu — you can call her…… Sister Qingqiu.”

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