Chapter 797: Wishful Thinking

Chapter 797: Wishful Thinking

Translator: KurazyTolanzuraytor Editor: JayC

Duan Ling Tian could understand the feelings of the Darkhan Dynasty’s Emperor.

The Emperor’s most outstanding son and the nephew that was even more outstanding than his son had died just like that, and they’d died far from home. This was indeed something that was difficult to accept.

"Hmm?" In next to no time, Duan Ling Tian noticed that after the Darkhan Dynasty’s Emperor took a deep breath, his expression recovered to normal, and his face actually revealed a smile when he looked towards Duan Ling Tian.

"Duan Ling Tian, congratulations." At the same time, the Emperor’s voice transmission that was filled with an intention of congratulating entered into Duan Ling Tian’s ears in a timely manner, and it caused Duan Ling Tian to feel his entire body become slightly cold.

It was said that Emperor’s are heartless, and today, he could be considered to have completely understood it.

"Perhaps in his eyes, if his son died, he could give birth to another, whereas, his nephew didn’t matter even more... To him, the most important thing was the benefit the Darkhan Dynasty could obtain during the Martial Competition of the Ten Dynasties this time!" Duan Ling Tian thought to himself. Amongst the 50 people that had survived the first round of the selection, the Darkhan Dynasty occupied six of these positions, causing it to be firmly ranked at the front amongst the ten Dynasties.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

In next to no time, Duan Ling Tian and Zhang Shou Yong returned to the area where Feng Wu Dao, Sword 13, and Saber 5 stood, whereas, Feng Tian Wu, Su Li, and Long Yun were already standing in the air there since long ago.

"Big Brother Duan, Big Brother Zhang." When Feng Tian Wu had just come out from the Illusory Purgatory and returned to Feng Wu Dao’s side, her gaze had searched urgently for a trace of Duan Ling Tian, and she only heaved a sigh of relief after she saw Duan Ling Tian was completely unharmed.

Duan Ling Tian and Zhang Shou Yong nodded, and then Zhang Shou Yong ridiculed. "Young Miss Tian Wu, you didn’t see it in the Illusory Purgatory earlier... Brother Ling Tian was looking for you extremely anxiously."

"Big Brother Zhang!" Duan Ling Tian didn’t expect that Zhang Shou Yong would sell him out in the blink of an eye, and he instantly glared angrily at Zhang Shou Yong.

Feng Tian Wu’s beautiful face flushed bright red when she heard this, and it seemed as if blood would drip out from her face.

"I and Young Miss Tian Wu encountered each other early on, and we didn’t encounter any formidable enemies. So after we killed a few people, we concealed ourselves at the side and waited for the first round to end." Su Li said with a smile, "I saw both of you coming out together. Could it be that you encountered each other in there?"

"Yes." Zhang Shou Yong nodded, and then he heaved a sigh of relief with a slight lingering fear in his heart. "Both of you were lucky... I and Brother Ling Tian were almost killed by Zi Shang and Lu Yong!"

The expressions of Feng Tian Wu and Su Li couldn’t help but darken when they heard Zhang Shou Yong, and Su Li said with a frown, "How did Zi Shang come to collude with Lu Yong?"

"Even if they joined forces, they might not be a match for Big Brother Duan, right?" Feng Tian Wu had a certain level of understanding towards Duan Ling Tian’s strength.

"Brother Ling Tian seemed to be unable to execute that secret technique that’s capable of confusing his enemies in there... Zi Shang could be disregarded, as Brother Ling Tian had a method to counter Zi Shang’s secret technique, and even if he didn’t utilize the secret technique, Brother Ling Tian wasn’t afraid of him!"

"But once Lu Yong exerted his full strength combined with the strength amplified from his grade three spirit weapon, it was comparable to the strength of 105 ancient horned dragons! I and Brother Ling Tian wouldn’t be a match for him if we went head on against him." Zhang Shou Yong spoke with slight fear.

"Then what happened in the end?" Feng Tian Wu’s expression went slightly pale when she heard this. Even though she knew Duan Ling Tian had already tided over the difficult situation, yet she still broke out in cold sweat for Duan Ling Tian in her heart.

As for Duan Ling Tian, who was the concerned party, he instead stood at the side with a calm expression.

He knew clearly in his heart that even if he and Zhang Shou Yong weren’t sent out of the Illusory Purgatory in time, they would still be fine.

The talisman in his possession was sufficient to easily annihilate Lu Yong!

At this moment, no matter if it was Su Li or Long Yun, or even Feng Wu Dao, Sword 13, and Saber 5, all of them couldn’t help but look at Zhang Shou Yong.

Obviously, they were all curious about what happened next that allowed Duan Ling Tian and Zhang Shou Yong to tide over that dangerous situation.

"In the end..." Zhang Shou Yong suddenly started laughing, and he laughed brilliantly. "In the end, when Lu Yong made a move against Brother Ling Tian, the scene before our eyes went black, and then we were sent out of the Illusory Purgatory!"

Everyone was dumbstruck when they heard this.

Even that can happen?

"This luck of yours..." Su Li felt speechless towards Duan Ling Tian and Zhang Shou Yong’s luck.

"Duan Ling Tian!" Suddenly, a sonorous voice broke the clamorous atmosphere at the scene, and it caused the scene to become quiet, whereas, the owner of the voice became the center of an attention.

The Skywolf Fort’s Vice Fort Master, Ning Can!

The gazes of everyone descended onto Ning Can, and some of the people even faintly guessed what Ning Can wanted to do.

"Looks like Vice Fort Master Ning really wants to take Duan Ling Tian as his personal disciple."

"Duan Ling Tian is really lucky. Once be becomes the personal disciple of Vice Fort Master Ning, he’ll be completely capable of walking unhindered in Skywolf Fort, the Ancient Desert City, and even the area around the Ancient Desert City."

...

Many young geniuses from the ten Dynasties that had survived the first round of selections looked at Duan Ling Tian with envious gazes.

"Hmph!" The corners of Sword 13’s mouth curled into a wisp of a cold smile, and he seemed to be ridiculing Ning Can for not knowing his limitations.

Since the beginning, he’d repeatedly declared that Ning Can didn’t have the qualifications to take Duan Ling Tian as his personal disciple, and Sword 13’s words had even indicated that it was impossible for Duan Ling Tian to take Ning Can as his master.

"Vice Fort Master Ning, do you have any comments?" Duan Ling Tian glanced indifferently at Ning Can and spoke frankly.

"Before the first round of the selections began, I promised that once you passed through the first round of the selections and no matter what method you utilized to pass through it, you can become the personal disciple of I, Ning Can!" Ning Can spoke slowly.

"And then?" Duan Ling Tian yawned and asked with a slight lack of interest.

Ning Can frowned when he saw Duan Ling Tian’s attitude, yet he still said with a low voice, "Now... I, Ning Can, the Vice Fort Master of Skywolf Fort, intend to take you, Duan Ling Tian, as my personal disciple! From today onwards, the Skywolf Fort will foster you into greatness with its full strength, whereas you must give everything to the Skywolf Fort, including your life."

When he finished speaking, Ning Can said indifferently, "Alright, you can kneel down and carry out the formalities of taking me as your master."

From the beginning until the end, Ning Can was putting on a one man show, and he didn’t even ask Duan Ling Tian’s opinion. Moreover, when as he finished speaking, he even asked Duan Ling Tian to kneel down and carry out the formalities of taking him as master.

It was as if he utterly didn’t think that Duan Ling Tian would refuse him, whereas most of the people present didn’t think that Duan Ling Tian would refuse.

As far as they were concerned, taking Ning Can as master was only beneficial and not harmful in the slightest. So, Duan Ling Tian didn’t have any reason to refuse.

"Vice Fort Master Ning." Right when the gazes of everyone descended onto Duan Ling Tian, Duan Ling Tian glanced indifferently at Ning Can. "You seem to have not understood something, right?"

"Hmm?" Ning Can frowned as his expression sank slightly. Could it be that Duan Ling Tian is really going to refuse me?

"For the beginning until the end, your wish of asking me to take you as my master seemed to only be your own wishful thinking, right? You first asked me to take you as my master, and under the circumstances of not even asking for my opinion, you brazenly asked me to kneel down and conduct the formalities of taking you as my master... Yet I wonder, where did you get such great confidence from? Are you sure I wouldn’t refuse?" When Duan Ling Tian spoke up to here, he glanced deeply at Ning Can, and his eyes contained a slight mocking expression.

Not to mention Ning Can’s tone of superiority from the beginning caused him to be extremely annoyed, even if Ning Can begged him to take Ning Can as his master, he wouldn’t be willing.

It was just as Sword 13 had said, a Vice Fort Master of a mere third-rate sect of the Foreign Lands truly didn’t possess the qualifications to be his master.

He, Duan Ling Tian, possessed the memories of the two lifetimes experienced by the Rebirth Martial Emperor when he came to the Foreign Lands. As far as he was concerned, only those experts that stood at the peak of the Cloud Continent, Martial Emperor Stage experts, had the qualifications to be his master!

A mere old fellow that hadn’t even stepped into the Martial Monarch Stage dared talk nonsense before him and wanted to take him as a disciple?

Truly laughable!

Duan Ling Tian’s truthful words caused most people present to break out in cold sweat for him.

"Has Duan Ling Tian gone mad? He actually dares to brazenly refuse Vice Fort Master Ning, and he didn’t hold back with his words in the slightest, nor did he leave any room for discussion."

"Don’t forget that he has the experts of the Blade Sect by his side to support him."

...

Many people whispered in discussion.

"Duan Ling Tian is simply looking for death!" Zi Shang revealed a cold smile. Never had he imagined that Duan Ling Tian would actually openly go against the Vice Fort Master of Skywolf Fort, Ning Can. After all, this was the territory of the Skywolf Fort.

Perhaps the Blade Sect wasn’t inferior to the Skywolf Fort, yet as the saying goes, a mighty dragon is no match for a serpent in its home. Sword 13 might not be able to protect Duan Ling Tian in Skywolf Fort.

"What exactly does Duan Ling Tian want to do?!" The Darkhan Dynasty’s Emperor was slightly going crazy. He’d led the young geniuses of the Darkhan Dynasty to participate in the Martial Competition of the Ten Dynasties precisely for the sake of the Skywolf Fort’s rewards.

He seemed to have already seen innumerable grade three spirit weapons, grade three medicinal pills, and even Concept Fragments arriving in his possession when the Skywolf Fort’s Vice Fort Master Ning spoke out with the intention of taking Duan Ling Tian as his personal disciple.

But at the critical moment, Duan Ling Tian’s words were like a bucket of cold water that was poured over his head, and it caused him to sober up completely.

At the same time that he sobered up, traces of coldness arose in the heart of the Darkhan Dynasty’s Emperor. "Could it be that Duan Ling Tian doesn’t know he’s representing our Darkhan Dynasty now? If he infuriates Vice Fort Master Ning, then our Darkhan Dynasty will have a hard time as well!" Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

...

Numerous gazes descended in unison onto Ning Can whose expression flickered between a livid and ashen expression and was angered to the point he was infuriated to the extreme.

On the other hand, Feng Wei who stood by Ning Can’s side abruptly took a step forward, and his icy cold and bone piercing gaze descended onto Duan Ling Tian as he said in a low voice, "Duan Ling Tian, my Martial Uncle wants to take you as personal disciple because he thinks highly of you! Don’t be ungrateful."

"Vice Fort Master Feng, according to what you said... If I want to take you as a personal disciple, it’s also because I think highly of you?" Duan Ling Tian wasn’t afraid of Feng Wei in the slightest as he calmly met Feng Wei’s gaze and spoke word by word.

"Who do you think you are to dare compare yourself with my Martial Uncle? You..." Feng Wei’s eyes were filled with extreme rage as he spoke coldly. But he hadn’t finished speaking when he was stopped by the nearby Ning Wei with a raise of his hand.

Ning Wei’s gaze that didn’t contain any emotion descended calmly onto Duan Ling Tian.

"Alright! Then I’ll ask you. Are you willing to take me as your master?"