War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

Chapter 322: Zheng Fan’s Invitation

Translator: KurazyTolanzuraytor Editor: Jay

"Exactly, from here and above is the location of the Spirit Points of Dubhe Peak." Lu Qiu nodded, then lightly smiled. "The Dubhe Peak’s location of Spirit Points are divided into the nine great Spirit Points. Each of our Seven Star Sword Sect’s six great outer court sword peak’s Peak Masters occupy one of the Spirit Points. The other three Spirit Points are respectively occupied by the Sect Leader, and the two Guardian Elders." When he spoke of the Seven Star Sword Sect’s Sect Leader, Lu Qiu’s expression was still comparatively calm.

But when he spoke of the two Guardian Elders, traces of admirations arose on Lu Qiu’s face.

Guardian Elder!

Duan Ling Tian deeply remembered it in his heart.

Figures that are able to make Lu Qiu forget himself would surely not be simple.

"Nine great Spirit Points... This place ought to have a Spirit Point right?" As Duan Ling Tian spoke, his gaze descended onto the vast platform. On the platform was a palace that stood erect from the ground, with a vast imposing manner.

"This palace is Merak Hall, the place of cultivation of the Merak Peak’s Peak Master." Lu Qiu nodded and slowly said.

Merak Hall?

Merak Peak’s Master?

A vague smile appeared on the corners of Duan Ling Tian’s mouth.

He still remembered that during the outer court martial competition a few days ago, the seventh level Origin Core Stage outer court disciple, Hu Xue Feng, that desired to kill him was the Personal Disciple of the Merak Peak’s Master.

"Among the nine great Spirit Points, the lowest Spirit Point is occupied by the Merak Hall... Going up from here is the location of the Mizar Hall that occupies another Spirit Point." Lu Qiu brought Duan Ling Tian along to continue towards the peak of Dubhe Peak.

On the way, Duan Ling Tian saw many Seven Star Sword Sect disciples.

Without exception, the color of the seven stars that surrounded the sword shaped symbol on the attire of these Seven Star Sword Sect disciple was silver...

Obviously, these Seven Star Sword Sect disciples were all inner court disciples.

"Elder Lu Qiu." Some of the inner court disciples that knew Lu Qiu lightly smiled as they saluted Lu Qiu.

As for Duan Ling Tian, they only casually glanced at him, not even looking him in the eye.

Although Duan Ling Tian was currently well known throughout the Seven Star Sword Sect’s outer court, and had slight reputation in the inner court...

But in the inner court, there weren’t many people who knew him.

Duan Ling Tian quickly followed behind Lu Qiu to continue walking up.

On the way, he could see many independent gorges.

"These places are the places of cultivation of the inner court disciples... Even though it isn’t on the Spirit Point, but it’s still situated within the Spirit Point area that’s formed by the nine great Spirit Points, and the cultivation environment is pretty good." Lu Qiu introduce to Duan Ling Tian.

Duan Ling Tian nodded.

Even though the cultivation environment here was far inferior to the stalactite cave, compared to the other places within the six great outer court sword peaks, it was undoubtedly much better.

"This is Mizar Hall." Before long, Lu Qiu’s voice sounded out.

Duan Ling Tian glanced over, a vast platform appeared once again up ahead, and a palace with a vast imposing manner stood erect on the platform.

Mizar Hall.

Duan Ling Tian was clear in his heart that this Mizar Hall ought to be the place of cultivation of the Mizar Peak’s Master, Zheng Fan, who presided over the outer court martial competition a few days ago.

Right when Duan Ling Tian and Lu Qiu were intending to continue walking up the peak.

A figure that was like the wind flashed out of a pavilion atop the Mizar Hall, and arrived before Duan Ling Tian and Lu Qiu in next to no time.

"Junior Brother Duan Ling Tian, wait!" This was a young man around the age of 26 or 27, with sword shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, an impressive appearance.

What caused Duan Ling Tian to be surprised was that this young man was actually slightly similar to the Mizar Peak’s Peak Master, Zheng Fan, between the brows.

Thinking about this person seemed to have come out of Mizar Hall, Duan Ling Tian thought in his heart. ‘Could it be that he had some relationship with Zheng Fan?’

"Elder Lu Qiu." After the young man lightly smiled to Duan Ling Tian, he looked at Lu Qiu who was beside Duan Ling Tian and bowed in salute.

Lu Qiu returned a smile.

The young man looked at Lu Qiu and slowly said, "Elder Lu Qiu, my father wants to say a few words to Junior Brother Duan Ling Tian. I wonder if you can spare him for a moment?"

Lu Qiu’s brows knit and a trace of astonishment flashed within his eyes, and in the end he looked at Duan Ling Tian. "I can’t decide on this... I have to seek Duan Ling Tian’s own opinion."

At the same time that Lu Qiu spoke to the young man, he condensed his Origin Energy into sound and transmitted it into Duan Ling Tian’s ears. "Duan Ling Tian, he’s the son of the Mizar Peak’s Master, Zheng Song."

The son of the Mizar Peak’s Peak Master, Zheng Fan?

Duan Ling Tian came to a sudden understanding.

No wonder he felt this Zheng Song seems to be extremely similar in appearance to Zheng Fan, so they were father and son.

In this way, everything could be explained.

"Junior Brother Duan Ling Tian, I’m Zheng Song... My father is the Peak Master of Mizar Peak, Zheng Fan. We were meditating as we drank tea in the pavilion earlier when he just happened to see you and asked me to invite you and Elder Lu Qiu to have a seat." Zheng Song looked at Duan Ling Tian and was refined and courteous, the smile on his face caused one to feel as if bathing in spring breeze.

Even Duan Ling Tian couldn’t help but secretly sigh in his heart.

Zheng Song was the son of the Mizar Peak’s Peak Master, and was even an inner court disciple of the Seven Star Sword Sect...

In terms of status and strength, he far surpassed the Personal Disciple of the Merak Peak’s Master, Hu Xue Feng!

But he didn’t have the condescending arrogance that Hu Xue Feng possessed, and this was something that was extremely difficult to come by.

Although it was the first time he’d met Zheng Song, but Duan Ling Tian couldn’t help but have a slight favorable impression towards him in his heart.

"I have no objection." Duan Ling Tian didn’t refuse, and nodded.

"Junior Brother Duan Ling Tian, Elder Lu Qiu, please." Under the lead of Zheng Son, Duan Ling Tian and Lu Qiu walked towards Mizar Hall, and when they approached Mizar Hall, Zheng Son brought Lu Qiu into the Mizar Hall’s Audience Hall.

"Duan Ling Tian!" Meanwhile, a figure leapt off the pavilion atop Mizar Hall.

Duan Ling Tian didn’t even have the time to react when he felt a strength that was difficult to resist pass through the person’s hand to grab onto his shoulder.

Subsequently, Duan Ling Tian flew up.

Precisely saying, he was brought flying up by another.

"This Mizar Peak’s Master ought to be an existence at the ninth level of the Void Prying Stage. When my Spiritual Force inspected him, there was actually a type of fuzzy feeling." Duan Ling Tian was secretly shocked in his heart.

In next to no time, Duan Ling Tian was brought up the pavilion, and as he stepped onto solid ground, the thick hand that grabbed onto his shoulder had been withdrawn now as well.

Duan Ling Tian looked at the person before him and lightly smiled. "Peak Master."

The person that brought Duan Ling Tian onto the Pavilion from outside of Mizar Hall was none other than the Peak Master of Mizar Peak, Zheng Fan.

"Sit." Zheng Fan’s face had a warm smile on at as he asked Duan Ling Tian to sit.

Subsequently, he even personally made tea for Duan Ling Tian.

This caused Duan Ling Tian to be slightly overwhelmed by the unexpected favor.

Zheng Fan poured a cup of tea for Duan Ling Tian, then introduced it. "This is the Cloudrise Tea I cured myself, try it."

Duan Ling Tian nodded and picked up the teacup, but didn’t directly drink it, and instead put it before his nose and smelled it.

Tea fragrance entered into his nose. It had a cool and refreshing flavor, as if able to transmit into Duan Ling Tian’s mind and cause Duan Ling Tian to feel his own consciousness become incomparably clear.

"Good tea." Although Duan Ling Tian was well-versed in tea, but he was still able to perceive that this tea wasn’t simple.

"Take a sip and try it." Zheng Fan lightly smiled.

Duan Ling Tian nodded, then placed the teacup by his mouth and lightly took a sip.

The fragrant tea dissolved upon entering his mouth, and the cool and refreshing flavor caused Duan Ling Tian to shudder. He was unable to refrain from closing his eyes, and he felt himself to be slightly floating, as if he had rose into the clouds and was walking on air.

"Hu!" After some time, as if descending from the sky and returning to the ground, Duan Ling Tian let out a mouthful of foul air, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.

"How is it?" Zheng Fan looked at Duan Ling Tian and asked.

Duan Ling Tian gasped in admiration. "Peak Master, this Cloudrise Tea of yours is truly amazing... It’s still the first time that I’ve drank such a fragrant tea. With only a sip, it allowed me to instantly feel as if rising into the clouds and walking on air. At that moment, it was as if I’d forgotten everything."

"Haha..." Zheng Fan laughed heartily, then slowly said, "As a matter of fact, the method of curing this Cloudrise Tea is something I perfected from an incomplete method in an ancient book. That incomplete curing method was the curing method for a type of fragrant tea called Carefree Tea. But unfortunately, half of it was incomplete."

As he finished speaking, Zheng Fan slightly sighed with emotion. "In my entire life, my biggest regret is being unable to savor that genuine Carefree Tea. Even though Cloudrise Tea was something I cured according the incomplete curing method of the Carefree Tea and supplementing it myself, but it isn’t the genuine Carefree Tea."

Duan Ling Tian shook his head and smiled when he heard Zheng Fan. "Peak Master, as the saying goes, one who is content will always be happy... There’s no reason to insist on some things. Even though Carefree Tea is good, but that is only your imagination, or perhaps, the true complete Carefree Tea is actually inferior to the Cloudrise Tea you supplemented and cured."

As soon as Duan Ling Tian finished speaking, Zheng Fan was as if suddenly enlightened, and was stunned on the spot.

At this moment, only what Duan Ling Tian said remained within his mind.

One who is content will always be happy.

Perhaps, the true complete Carefree Tea is inferior to the current Cloudrise Tea.

Finally, Zheng Fan came back to his senses, and his eyes flickered with traces of a strange sheen...

Suddenly, Zheng Fan raised his hand, and a narrow saber that was thin as a cicada’s wing and had flowing lights flash on its surface appeared.

"Grade six spirit weapon!" Duan Ling Tian’s gaze abruptly lit up when he saw the narrow saber in Zheng Fan’s hand, as he had identified the grade of the spirit weapon narrow saber.

Zheng Fan raised his hand.

Om!

Origin Energy twined around the narrow saber as it emitted a strange and terrifying aura, as if lightly cut through the air, and a clear white flowing light flashed before disappearing.

And right at this instant, the aura on the saber in Zheng Fan’s hand seemed to change completely! Th1s chapter is updated by n)ovel/\bin/\

"This..." Through the memories of Rebirth Martial Emperor, and relying on his formidable Spiritual Force, Duan Ling Tian was vaguely able to perceive something.

Swoosh!

And at the instant that the aura atop the narrow saber in Zheng Fan’s hand suddenly changed, traces of Origin Energy appeared on the surface of Zheng Fan’s body, then slowly withdrew to finally disappear in the end.

Although it was only an extremely short instant, but in Duan Ling Tian’s eyes, Zheng Fan had completely changed!

Before Zheng Fan withdrew the imposing manner on his body that had transformed, Duan Ling Tian lightly smiled. "Congratulations, Peak Master."

Meanwhile, the raging imposing aura on Zheng Fan’s body was slowly withdrawn by him, and the narrow saber in his hand vanished along with the imposing manner. It was put away into his Spiritual Ring by him.

"Haha..." Suddenly, Zheng Fan couldn’t refrain from laughing loudly.