Clouds of Celestial Beings

Chasing the Wind made himself as small as possible, just enough for Li An to lie on his back. He weaved through the crowd like a fish, moving towards the front, closer to the snow-capped mountain.

"An'an, can you sense the aura of the divine beast?" he asked Li An as he pushed forward.

Of course, he couldn't get an answer. Not only could Li An not sense it, he didn't even know what a divine beast was. Even if he could sense it, he wouldn't be able to explain it.

But in fact, Chasing the Wind himself had a vague sense of the divine beast's aura.

However, the aura was weak and faint, like a phantom. It didn't seem like a divine beast was actually present here.

"Hmm?" Thinking of this, Chasing the Wind suddenly stopped.

He thought further, if a divine beast cub really came to a place like the Land of Immortal Legacy, how much of a commotion would it cause?

That year, a ninth-grade Devouring Demon Willow nearly destroyed the Land of Immortal Legacy, let alone a divine beast?

He flew a bit higher, above the crowd, to see if any powerful individuals had arrived.

After waiting for a while, he finally heard someone shouting in the crowd:

"That's Fu Ming, the successor of the Boundless Sword Path from the Boundless Sword Sect! He once fought against a Nascent Soul cultivator with just Golden Core cultivation in Linxian City!!"

Fu Ming?

He quickly looked over and saw a man in cyan robes with flowing long hair, carrying a sword on his back. Unlike the previous prodigies he had never heard of, this was a genuine talent, a sword cultivator from the Boundless Sword Sect with combat prowess ranking at least in the top ten of his generation.

Li Shiyin had encountered him before and they had crossed swords. Li Shiyin said she wasn't confident in defeating him.

But so far, among the renowned experts who had appeared here, apart from himself, Chasing the Wind, he had only heard of this Fu Ming.

Other prodigies and high-level cultivators were nowhere to be seen.

If there really was a divine beast cub... was this possible?

Chasing the Wind suddenly understood that this couldn't be a divine beast.

"Not a divine beast..." he asked Li An, "Then what could it be?"

Li An: "Ya yi!"

Gradually, more people arrived, and bursts of clamor could be heard from all directions.

As time passed, Chasing the Wind suddenly noticed something interesting:

He wasn't familiar with the prodigies from other sects, like the small sects, Zhican Valley, or the Dao Sword Sect, but most of the talents from the Boundless Sword Sect were genuine prodigies. At least three of the top ten had come.

He thought about it and understood the reason, which made him grin.

The Dao Sword Sect's foundation was the spirit vein beneath their sect. Others had mines, but the Dao Sword Sect was built on a spirit vein mine. Zhican Valley's foundation was a valley full of spirit soil, which they used to cultivate spirit herbs and refine pills. So what was the foundation of the Boundless Sword Sect? It was their profound and exquisite sword techniques and their famous swords that had been passed down for thousands of years.

But...

They were poor!

The Boundless Sword Sect was the poorest of the three major sects in the Hengduan Mountains.

So this strange news about a qilin appearing would attract so many prodigies from the Boundless Sword Sect... but not those from the Dao Sword Sect or Zhican Valley.

Smiling, he continued to weave through the crowd with Li An, waiting for the so-called qilin to appear again.

But as they were happily moving about, the qilin didn't appear, yet there was suddenly a commotion in the crowd.

"A fight broke out, a fight broke out over there..."

"Fu Ming attacked the Sorrowful Sword Saint's Son!"

"Hmm?" Chasing the Wind stopped. If he remembered correctly, that Sorrowful Sword Saint's Son was a disciple of the Dao Sword Sect.

He thought for a moment, then headed towards the direction of the commotion.

A large space had cleared in the middle of the crowd, with three people in the center - two men and a woman. The two men were fighting, while the beautiful woman stood at the edge with a faint smile on her lips.

Chasing the Wind arrived and glanced at the woman, vaguely remembering her as Fairy Miaoyi from Zhican Valley.

Fighting over a woman? He frowned. Was it necessary?

...He was still underage.

Fu Ming was a genuine prodigy disciple, while the Sorrowful Sword Saint's Son was just an unknown... or rather, a disciple of the Dao Sword Sect with only an empty reputation. The outcome was obvious at a glance.

Before Chasing the Wind arrived, Fu Ming, who practiced the most orthodox Boundless Sword Path of the Boundless Sword Sect, was dominating the Sorrowful Sword Saint's Son. Shortly after Chasing the Wind arrived, the Sorrowful Sword Saint's Son could no longer hold on and was sent flying by Fu Ming's sword.

The Sorrowful Sword Saint's Son was buried several meters deep in the snow mountain. It took him a while to gather the strength to crawl out, but as soon as he emerged from the snow pit, Fu Ming, who had been waiting outside, stepped on him and thrust a sword into his mouth.

With murderous intent in his eyes, Fu Ming sneered and asked, "Fairy Miaoyi is a peerless beauty in this world. How dare a lowly person like you try to sully her?"

"Mmph... mmph..." The Sorrowful Sword Saint's Son's eyes were filled with fear and panic. He clearly wanted to explain something, but with a sword in his mouth, he couldn't say anything.

"The Dao Sword Sect is full of people like you!" Fu Ming shouted, "Low, despicable, seeking empty fame, neglecting cultivation, with shallow cultivation, only thinking about lewd matters! People like you shouldn't exist in the world of cultivation."

As he spoke, he raised his sword and addressed the onlookers, "You all witnessed him trying to commit indecent acts against Fairy Miaoyi, and you've seen his pathetic cultivation. Today, I'm carrying out heaven's will!"

There was some discussion among the crowd, but most were indifferent or confused. What was this all about?

"No... not... true!" The Sorrowful Sword Saint's Son tried to explain, but Fu Ming's sword was already coming down. Watching the sword get closer and closer, he was too scared to speak.

"Clang!"

Fu Ming's sword came down, but it didn't kill the Sorrowful Sword Saint's Son. A sword qi appeared out of nowhere, deflecting his sword.

"Who?!" He shouted, quickly looking in the direction the sword qi came from, only to see a... white tiger? About the size of a large dog.

That should be a white tiger, right?

"It's your grandpa Chasing the Wind!" The white tiger raised its head and introduced itself.

Fu Ming glanced at him, frowned, and ignored him, continuing to ask, "Who unleashed that sword? Dare to act but not to show yourself? Are you even a sword cultivator?!"

Seeing Fu Ming ignore him, Chasing the Wind became angry: "It was your grandpa Chasing the Wind who unleashed that sword!"

"You unleashed the sword?" Fu Ming finally looked back at Chasing the Wind and asked, "Who are you?"

Chasing the Wind widened his eyes and pointed at his own nose with his paw: "You don't even know me, Chasing the Wind?"

Fu Ming looked at Chasing the Wind carefully and shook his head, "I don't know you."

"!!" Chasing the Wind took a deep breath and asked, "Are you familiar with this sword qi?"

He raised his paw and pointed, and a purple Star Sword Qi flew from his back towards Fu Ming.

"Hmm?" Fu Ming frowned. He deflected the sword qi with his sword and asked, "Li Shiyin's Star Sword Qi?"

The Hengduan Mountains weren't that big, and there weren't many formidable peers.

"Hmph!" Chasing the Wind snorted coldly, "At least you have some knowledge."

He pointed at the Sorrowful Sword Saint's Son on the ground and said, "He's from my Dao Sword Sect. We'll handle him ourselves."

"How do you know Li Shiyin's Star Sword Qi?" Fu Ming sheathed his sword and asked.

"That's none of your business," Chasing the Wind replied.

He gestured excitedly for the Sorrowful Sword Saint's Son to run away quickly, then asked Fu Ming, "What did he do wrong? Why are you trying to kill him?"

Fu Ming glanced at Fairy Miaoyi without saying a word.

Chasing the Wind looked towards Fairy Miaoyi, who slowly retreated into the crowd and disappeared.

He frowned, feeling that something was amiss.

Just then, there was another commotion in the crowd. Another fight had broken out.

"Sword Immortal Kong Xuan from the Boundless Sword Sect and someone from the Dao Sword Sect..."

Another fight between the Boundless Sword Sect and the Dao Sword Sect?

Chasing the Wind glanced at the Sorrowful Sword Saint's Son who had already fled, then turned and dove into the crowd, running towards the new commotion.

As he turned, Fu Ming caught sight of the infant lying on his back, an infant surrounded by sword qi.

"I was driven back by an infant?!" Fu Ming's face darkened.