Commanding Wind and Cloud

"I heard that your opponent, Qian Wuqing, disappeared since he lost to you." Pam Honzi slowly walked out of the Desert Sea. "According to the information I got, he should have stepped into this Ancient Desert Sea, accompanied by his father, Qian Chenyu."

Qian Chenyu? Qian Jin shook his head, showing that he hadn’t ever heard of this name. The bloodline warriors of his father’s generation with the character "Chen" in the name was Qian Chenfeng, who achieved heavenly awakening in his thirties.

"You haven’t heard of this person?" Pam Honzi lifted his hand to rub his temple. "I have some information on him. The past generation of the Qian Family contained the character "Zhan" in their names, while the second generation bore the character "Chen" and the third "Wu". Among the descendants bearing the character of "Chen", Qian Chenfeng, Qian Chenshuang, and Qian Chenlin were the most illustrious, collectively referred to as the Three Talents of the Qian. As the biological younger brother of Chenfeng, Qian Chenyu has become a Level 9 Demon Slayer through unremitting efforts and with the help of his Level 3 Awakening.

Qian Jin gently nodded his head. Generally, for a bloodline warrior who hadn’t reached Level 4 Awakening, the peak of his or her warrior life would be a Level 9 Demon Slayer.

"Though having not made further progress these years, he hasn’t slackened." Pam Honzi suddenly raised his head and looked at Qian Jin. "You know what warrior seal is?"

"Yes." Qian Jin walked forward. "A warrior seal is the perfect arrangement patterns of fighting techniques consummately imprinted in the Warrior Heart."

"You are right. According to the information I got, Qian Chenyu, the spoiling father, has acquired thirty-two warrior seals. But it’s unclear whether he has reached the summit of the corresponding warrior techniques before he started condensing the warrior seals." Pam Honzi slightly shook his head. "Regardless, he would be thought of as a powerful warrior if he could conjure a warrior soul on the basis of his thirty-two warrior seals. Yet pitifully, being a Level 3 Awakened Warrior, it’s impossible for him to beckon a warrior soul during his lifetime."

"The Ancient Desert Sea?" Qian Jin gently raised his head and looked up at the sky. "Why is Qian Zhanxuan so confident?"

"Qian Zhanxuan?" Pam Honzi forced a light smile on his face. "Qian Jin, I have to tell you the truth, that is, this coming duel highly valued by you is nothing to Qian Zhanxuan. He might have already forgotten about this duel with you and may only think about it upon being reminded by his assistant."

Qian Jin gazed at the ground silently, knowing that this was the difference between the strong and the weak in strength, force, and level. It was also a manifestation of the bloodline warrior families’ long-standing honor. How strong was Qian Wuqing now? Even a tiny fraction of the Qian Family’s resources would...

"Beat Qian Jin"

A robust middle-aged mustached man with a height of nearly two meters was patting Qian Wuqing on the shoulder in the Ancient Desert Sea. "My dear son, you are really my pride, as you have your accrued miraculous strength in such a short time. That’s wonderful. You can send the nasty Qian Jin to his death this time."

"Sure I will. My father." A newly incurred scar crawled on Qian Wuqing’s entire face, making him look extremely appalling. The pretty face had vanished into the void and the lofty eyes were now filled with sheer ruthlessness like a ferocious wolf." Defeating him is not my goal. I will kill him. I will."

Staring at his son who had got rid of impetuousness, arrogance, and extravagance, Qian Chenyu nodded in satisfaction. It seemed that the last defeat by Qian Jin turned out to be a good thing for his son, and the scar on the face that Qian Wuqing got from a demon beast would serve as a perpetual reminder, warning him of the narrow distance between life and death.

"Let’s go, father." Qian Wuqing turned back and looked in the direction of the Qian Family outside the Desert Sea. "It’s time to come back. I do not only mean to kill Qian Jin. In the future, I will defeat Qian Wushan and reach the ultimate awakening. I’m the strongest of the new generation, because..."

A light of in-born pride twinkled in Qian Wuqing’s wolf-like eyes. "I’ve truly experienced life and death battles."

Qian Wuqing lifted his hand to feel for the scar on his face deliberately, thinking that if the demon beast moved a little faster the other day, he would have been killed.

"Great, my dear son." Qian Chenyu looked at Qian Wuqing’s face in satisfaction, feeling confident that his son would have a future even brighter than his.

Qian City without any defense walls was still the center of Qian Region, taking on an everlasting prosperous profile. Merchants from each nook and cranny kept transporting goods into the city and transferring Qian City’s specialties to other cities. Everything happening at this moment seemed the same as yesterday and the day before yesterday. The vicissitudes of times didn’t seem to have triggered any changes to it.

Yet the shop owners operating nearby the Qian Family could sense something different in Qian City today, at least in the Qian Family. Subtle changes were on display

By the gate of the quietest dwelling place, several youngsters were drawing a circle on the ground with a diameter of fifty meters using white lime powder. The round circle they were working on resembled a battle ring greatly.

Two months ago, Qian Wuqing disappeared after being pinched by the neck by someone. Now, standing in front of the gate of the Qian Family, he had an extremely striking scar on his face.

Was this...the advent of a duel?

Those people who lived near the Qian Family recalled what Qian Zhanxuan, the family leader of the Qian Family, said that day.

"In two months. Two months later, you people, come here. I will let you know how strong the Qian Family’s warriors are. Once defeated by us, don’t say that we have bullied you. Qian Wushan won’t engage in the fight. Qian Wuqing and his peers will join in the fight against you."

Well, two months had passed? The neighbors went back to their two-story houses, opened the windows and looked outside; they were trying to find the young man who was ordered to come here for the duel.

Clop...clop...clop...

A series of crisp clops run into the crowd’s ears, accompanied by a couple of dashing war horses. Some sharp-eyed residents caught sight of Qian Jin immediately, the impetuous dauntless warrior who made a scene, irritating the Qians by the gate. They thought he wouldn’t come.

Several residents sighed, shaking their heads at the sight of Qian Jin. How could anybody dare get on the wrong side of the Qian Family? It was one of the three pillar families of the Zence Empire which had cultivated innumerable warriors for all these years.

The clops of the warhorses didn’t sound different to the civilians from that of the ordinary horses. But to Qian Chenyu, who had lived in the military camp for long, the cloppings of these warhorses were extremely sharp. So he instantly raised his head and looked towards the end of the street.

Seeing the six grand warhorses strolling on the street, Qian Chenyu immediately lifted his bushy eyebrows and blinked hard, wondering whether there was something wrong with his eyes. He seemed to have seen someone he was familiar with.

It was the family leader of the Pam Family. Qian Chenyu wondered whether he had a pair of cloudy eyes. Pam Honzi, the high-status family leader of Pam Family, was talking happily with the young warrior by his side. He recalled his son Qian Wuqing’s sketch and found that this very young warrior was Qian Jin.

"How come?" The two bushy eyebrows of Qian Chenyu were interlaced to each other, looking as if a ball of black hair was messed together. "Why is Pam Honzi hanging with Qian Jin? What made them get along so well?"

"Pam Honzi?"

A middle-aged man in blue walked out of Qian Family. Though looking slightly emaciated, he didn’t make people feel like he was weak in power. Instead, the protruding nose bridge added to his magnificence.

Qian Chenyu looked back to the middle-aged man standing behind the threshold and said. "Brother, it’s actually Pam Honzi, leader of the Hydra Bloodline Warrior Family."

"Snake Emperor?" Standing on the staircase, Qian Chenfeng crossed his hands at his back and looked at the long street. With a sudden change of his face, he shouted out, "It is the Snake Emperor for real! What brings him here?"

Qian Chenfeng randomly named a member of the Qian Family who was standing by him. "You, go to find the elder and let him report to the family leader that the Snake Emperor of the Hydra Bloodline Warrior has come."

"Hey, dear Snake Emperor, you seem to have no display of splendor. You didn’t bring retinue or attempt to inform the Qian Family of your arrival."

Duren Burg joked with Pam Honzi carelessly.

"Display of splendor? Only those people who lack confidence need it. I just want a distraction from the suffocating life. Whether Qian Zhanxuan comes out or greets me does not matter. I’m just walking by Qian Family. I’m not here to see Qian Zhanxuan. The Hydra Bloodline Warriors all have the same status. Display of splendor? It will only end up being loathed by others."

Pam Honzi rode on the horse leisurely. For the past few days, he had developed a deeper relationship with Duren Burg. Compared with the other young generation of the Pam Family, this young man was more relaxed around him and even joked with him now and then.

The young generation of Pam Family was of high quality. Apart from Duren Burg, there were two youngsters who had the Appearance of Nine Shadows, among whom Pam Monshen, also known as Phantom Reaper, was an unprecedented whiz in the history of the Pam Family in respect to combat.

Pam Monshen? Pam Honzi slightly shook his head. This young man was indeed a genius, always wearing a serious face. The young man wanted to defeat the three ultimate bloodline warriors, and he was fully engaged in honing his fighting skills. He made everyone who ran into him feel a sense of pressure, however...

Pam Honzi uttered another sigh. Pam Monshen indeed boasted an aspirant temperament, but when encountering Pam Honzi, he was less natural. Just in this aspect, he was overshadowed by Duren Burg.

"Really? Are you trying to ease the awkwardness?" Duren Burg slowly pulled the horse rein. "Are you afraid that he might dispatch an insignificant figure to greet you if you notify your arrival ahead of time. That would definitely be disgraceful?"

"How dare him." Pam Honzi suddenly raised his voice. "If so, I will destroy his house."

The people standing by the roadside collectively looked at Pam Honzi in great shock, wondering whether if this guy was courting death in threatening in destroy the Qian’s house in the Qian Region. "Whom do you think you are? The present Demon King? Or the emperor of Zence Empire?" They thought.

Well, even those two aforementioned figures might not be courageous enough to come to the Qian City and destroy Qian Family’s houses.