Becoming a Sage Starts From Condensing the Essence of Time-Chapter 132 - : No Worries About Lacking Confidants, Obtaining Molten Gold Age Qi Again (1)

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Chapter 132: No Worries About Lacking Confidants, Obtaining Molten Gold Age Qi Again (1)

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The atmosphere in Lin’an Prefecture tonight was a little different from before. Countless Primordial Spirits hung in the air and looked into the distance, looking at the largest place of fireworks in the city.

However, everyone was not paying attention to the gorgeous courtesans, but to a satisfying and extremely refreshing Ranking Battle of the Little Sacred Ranking.

An Le, who had just been promoted to 16th on the Little Sacred Ranking, challenged Ximen Qiuhua, who was 15th on the Little Sacred Ranking.

In this battle, be it those with profound cultivation, the outstanding people of the same generation, or even those nosy people with low cultivation, they were all excited as they watched the battle.

Ximen Qiuhua’s reputation in Lin’an was still not bad. Although he was in the land of fireworks, he was like a pure white lotus that came out of the mud untainted, pure and innocent.

He maintained the elegance and grace unique to scholars.

He was good at music and tea brewing. Many high-ranking officials and nobles went to look for him so they could calm down and drink tea while listening to music.

It could be said that he was a very special existence in the Falling Flower Pavilion.

Even though he came from a humble background and had a difficult life,

Ximen Qiuhua had developed a tenacious temperament unique to scholars.

This was something that the Confucian scholars on the Literary Department’s Literary Music Rankings could not compare to.

Compared to those Confucian scholars who were famous on the Literary Music Ranking, this Ximen Qiuhua, who was in the mortal world but was not stained by any dust, looked more real and more like a Confucian scholar.

The cold night wind blew, stirring up the two people who were stepping on the messy tiles on the roof.

Green Mountain and Ink Pool Sword landed at his waist. After a satisfying victory, An Let s aura became unusual, as if an invisible white python was entrenched behind him. It opened its fangs and roared at the entire Lin’an.

It was the invincible aura that had just been condensed.

Defeating Ximen Qiuhua was the beginning of the condensation of an invincible aura. 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦𝑤𝘦𝑏𝓃ℴ𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝑚

Ximen Qiuhua was not weak. Compared to An Le, he was a surprising opponent. He was much stronger than Wang Qinhe.

His mental power fused with the zither notes, and every sound wave contained killing power.

It was completely unlike the murderous temperament of a zither master who brewed tea and played the zither in a place of fireworks. The Eighteen Songs of a Nomad Flute had astonishing might and contained extremely majestic mental power. In the end, it used the zither as the string and the flute as the arrow. It was like a peerless divine archer that killed the barbarians on top of the frontier fortress, making An Le feel a huge threat.

Therefore, he chose to use the Sword Qi Draws Near technique to catch the enemy off guard and break through his aura. Only then could he seize the opportunity to counterattack.

“I lost.’

The silver moon was like a plate that hung high in the sky. The fatal injuries on Ximen Qiuhua’s body were healed by the special energy in the Little Sacred Token. He opened his eyes and sighed softly, cupping his fists.

He packed up the broken zither, his eyes complicated and filled with admiration. He felt the vigorous aura on An Le’s body. The invincible aura that had just gathered vaguely had an oppressive deterrence.

“Congratulations, Young Master An, for gathering the invincible aura. This path is difficult to walk. Young Master, have a safe journey.” Ximen Qiuhua said seriously.

An Le put away his sword and cupped his fists in return. “Young Master Qiuhua, your strength is also extraordinary. This battle was quite smooth and I benefited greatly.”

Ximen Qiuhua couldn’t help but smile. “I don’t have a chance to advance on the Little Sacred Ranking anymore. If Young Master An can really condense invincible aura and walk the legendary path of General You’an again, then as your first opponent, I will be honored.”

Then, he sat down on the roof and looked at the silver moon and stars in the sky before looking at the huge Lin’an Prefecture with a complicated expression. “Young Master An, I plan to leave Lin’an after this battle with you.”

An Le, who was also dressed in white, sat beside him. “The Hall Examination is about to begin. Why are you leaving Lin’an?”

“I don’t have much hope for the Hall Examination. I want to go to the frontier fortress, to the bank of the surging Blue Wave River.” Ximen Qiuhua said softly, caressing the broken zither with a gentle gaze.

“My mother told me that I’m not an orphan. Many people mocked me for not having a father when I was young, and even when I went to the Literary Department to study, I was mocked as the son of a dancer and an orphan, but my mother kept telling me that my father was a hero who killed barbarians in the frontier fortress. He was a great hero.”

An Le was stunned.

In the information Madam Hua gave, there was mention of Ximen Qiuhua’s background. She knew that his mother was a dancer of the Falling Flower Pavilion, but she did not know who his father was.

“My mother said that when Father fought on the battlefield of Blue Wave River, he promised that when he returned victorious, he would buy my mother’s freedom and marry her. However, all she received was news of his death.”

Ximen Qiuhua looked at An Le and said seriously, “I’ve always known that I’m not a person without a father. My father is a hero.”

An Le was slightly moved. “So, you want to go to the bank of the Blue Wave

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“To chase after Father’s footsteps. Although I’m born in the Falling Flower Pavilion, I’ve never fallen. Mother raised me painstakingly, and her teachings are still vaguely ringing in my ears… Mother hopes that I can become a hero like Father, so I’ve been working hard.”

Ximen Qiuhua smiled lightly.

“Young Master An won today’s battle, and I lost wholeheartedly. I can finally put down everything and chase after Father’s footsteps to kill the barbarians and become a hero like Father.”

When An Le heard this, he could not help but feel admiration.

Not only did he admire Ximen Qiuhua, but he also admired his mother. She was sold to a place like the Falling Flower Pavilion, but she could still maintain her heart and not fall into depravity. It was really rare for someone like this to teach a child with sincere pursuit..