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Chapter 157: Hidden Sect’s Successor! Shuddering, Shivering!

Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

During normal days, even if the Clan Head from the Nine Clans were here, Owner Qiu wouldn’t be as respectful, because even those Clan Heads were all here to seek a favor from the Divine Weapons Manor. But it was completely different towards Third Lady Gongsun. The Seven Refined Lane was a faction of females, and all the influential forces in the world would somewhat give in to them.

Furthermore, Qiu Wanjie was also a man, and he too yearned for the renowned Third Lady Gongsun, even though he was already around 50 years of age.

“I have visited without careful consideration, I’m too rude,” Dugu Fengwu bowed lightly. Her curvy and charming figure bent over as she spoke, “Has Owner Qiu been well?”

Her devilish figure simply made a gentle bow, but her captivating and alluring curves instantly caused all the men’s eyes to become degenerated. Even Qiu Wanjie, who was an established lord, couldn’t help but had his eyes shaken as he was mesmerized for a moment.

“Don’t be so polite.” Qiu Wanjie spoke in a candid tone, “Gongsun Daji is a guest that I will never be able to invite on normal occasions. Your presence today has brought light to my humble manor.”

Immediately after, Qiu Wanjie walked over the people that were in the queue and bowed. “I have an esteemed guest today, so the Divine Weapons Manor will be closed for today. Everyone, please come back tomorrow.”

“Close the gates,” Qiu Wanjie gave the order as two disciples came forward to close the thick metal gates.

Most of the people had this instant expression of regret, but none of them were frustrated, as though this was something that ought to happen.

“Lady Gongsun, might I know who this noble guest is?” Qiu Wanjie looked at Yang Dingtian and asked.

“Nameless gives his greetings to Owner Qiu,” Yang Dingtian bowed indifferently. He wasn’t arrogant, nor was he humble, but he had this indifference, which naturally pushed people far away.

Qiu Wanjie’s eyelid jolted, and even if he didn’t feel comfortable in his heart, he didn’t put his feelings on display.

But the handsome youth behind him couldn’t accept such behavior as he was already discontented with Yang Dingtian. All because Yang Dingtian had been standing beside his goddess, Third Lady Gongsun and Yang Dingtian was acting as though he was an extremely cool individual.

“Hmph...” That handsome youth snorted and said, “Even the Young Lords from the Nine Clans wouldn’t dare to act so disrespectfully in front of my father. I would like to know who this individual is to act so high and mighty.”

“Qiu Yiming, stop your nonsense,” Qiu Wanjie commented, but his heart truly felt that Yang Dingtian was ignorant. The name ‘Nameless’ that was given by Yang Dingtian was obviously fake, and if Yang Dingtian were using a fake name in the face of Qiu Wanjie, wasn’t he looking down on the Divine Weapons Manor? Not even the young lords of the Nine Clans would dare to do so.

“Gongsun Daji, please!” Immediately after, Qiu Wanjie still passionately treated Dugu Fengwu, but he totally ignored Yang Dingtian.

Yang Dingtian didn’t mind it. He continued walking behind Dugu Fengwu and towards the interior of the manor.

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The Divine Weapons Manor’s building was constructed like the rest of the places, which didn’t have any elaborate and expensive presence. It was basically made of thick trunks and black dressed stones; every corner looked open and bold. The style was like a giant sword without an edge, tough yet simple.

Within the main hall of the manor, Qiu Wanjie was treating Dugu Fengwu with magnificent hospitality.

Especially Qiu Yiming, who would stare at Dugu Fengwu’s face with burning eyes and utmost infatuation.

After exchanging the conventional greetings, Qiu Wanjie asked, “Since Lady Gongsun has paid a visit to my humble manor, please tell me what do I need to do to help you. As long as my Divine Weapons Manor can do it, I will not put it off.”

Qiu Wanjie was a master craftsman; hence he had an open-minded and straightforward bearing, which wasn’t like an improper lord.

Dugu Fengwu spoke, “I am here to borrow an item from Owner Qiu.”

“Oh? What kind of item? Lady Gongsun, please ask away,” Qiu Wanjie asked.

“Mystic Fire Devil hammer,” Dugu Fengwu replied.

Once she finished her words, Qiu Wanjie’s cheeks twitched a little, and he was at a loss for words.

“Is Gongsun’s request too rude?” Dugu Fengwu spoke in a gentle voice, “Would it inconvenience Owner Qiu?”

Qiu Wanjie replied, “Lady Gongsun, pardon me for asking this. From what I know, you do not have the intention to cultivate the sword soul. Neither do any of the Ladies from the Seven Refined Lane. What use do you have to borrow the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer?”

“I am borrowing it for a friend,” Dugu Fengwu explained.

“Oh? Which friend is it?” Qiu Wanjie asked in a tone as though he was asking why didn’t that person come personally and was actually so arrogant even when they wanted to borrow something.

“It is this Nameless,” Dugu Fengwu pointed at Yang Dingtian.

In an instant, everyone present got a surprise, and Qiu Yiming nearly jumped out from his seat.

“What are you? Our Divine Weapons Manor allowed you to enter all because of Lady Gongsun. If not, you wouldn’t even be qualified to enter the manor. Now, you actually dare to get Lady Gongsun to borrow the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer on your behalf? In your dreams!” Qiu Yiming thought in his heart as he really wanted to just throw Yang Dingtian out of the manor.

When Qiu Wanjie heard that it was Yang Dingtian who wanted to borrow the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer, he had this unconcealable awful expression while he was cursing in his mind, “Kid, you are truly ignorant, uh? Is the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer something you can borrow? It is something only the Patriarchs and the Clan Heads of the Three Sects and Nine Clans can borrow. Not even the Leaders of the Twenty Seven Branches have that qualification. You are just an unknown kid who used your pretty-boy looks to attract Third Lady Gongsun, and you actually dare to act all high and mighty to borrow the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer? You who don’t even wish to reveal your real name?”

In an instant, Qiu Wanjie didn’t bother about respecting Third Lady Gongsun and withdrew his smile. “If it were Lady Gongsun coming to borrow it, my Divine Weapons Manor would certainly do it for you. But Lady Gongsun must be unaware that this Mystic Fire Devil Hammer can only be lent out to the comrades from the Heaven Dao Union and not to outsiders.”

Immediately after, he picked up his teacup, indicating for the servants to see the guests out.

“Oh, my friend here just so happens to be a member of the Heaven Dao Union,” Dugu Fengwu responded.

Qiu Wanjie spoke indifferently, “Then I wonder which clan or branch does this Nameless friend come from?”

Yang Dingtian got up and replied, “My apologies. My master informed me not to use our affiliation’s name to trouble the various seniors in the Heaven Dao Union. Thus, I am unable to reveal my affiliation for now.”

“Haha...” Qiu Yiming couldn’t hold back and laughed loudly. “Putting on a pretense? Who do you think you are? Are you afraid your tongue might be sprained after all the boasting? Do you think you are the Yin Yang Sect’s Dongfang Bingling or the Mystic Heaven Sect’s Zhu Hongxue? To tell you the truth, if it weren’t because of Lady Gongsun, you wouldn’t even be able to take a step into our Divine Weapons Manor, let alone drink some tea here. Do you want to borrow the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer? In your dreams!”

Yang Dingtian had a startled expression and simply nodded. “Oh, I understand then.”

Subsequently, he walked in front of Qiu Wanjie and bowed. “Owner Qiu, thank you for your hospitality. I shall take my leave.”

Just as he was bowing, his neck flashed with a green light, as the leaf ornament revealed itself to Qiu Wanjie for a split moment.

Afterward, Yang Dingtian immediately turned and left.

“Take care. We will not send you out!” Qiu Yiming spoke coldly.

Qiu Wanjie’s expression immediately changed as he shouted at Yang Dingtian, “Hold on, wait for a moment.”

Yang Dingtian didn’t turn around. He simply stood there and asked, “Owner Qiu, is there anything you need to ask?”

Qiu Wanjie was at a loss for a moment. He naturally knew what that leaf ornament meant. It represented the identity of a Hidden Sect’s disciple.

If this Nameless were a disciple from the Hidden Sect, then he truly would have a supreme and extraordinary status. If Qiu Wanjie were to offend him, then he would be drowned by the spits of all the prestigious forces and the Divine Weapons Manor might not even have a place of standings in the Heaven Dao Union.

But the disciples of the Hidden Sect had not revealed themselves in the world for more than two centuries. If this kid weren’t a Hidden Sect’s disciple and was just coincidentally wearing a leaf ornament, but yet was treated like an ancestor by Qiu Wanjie, this would truly be a great joke for the world.

But, Qiu Wanjie couldn’t simply ask Yang Dingtian to take off the leaf ornament for him to identify, right? He couldn’t directly ask if Yang Dingtian were a Hidden Sect’s disciple as well since Yang Dingtian declared that he didn’t wish to reveal his affiliation’s identity.

Looking at the sword in Yang Dingtian’s hand, Qiu Wanjie suddenly had an idea as he asked, “I have an affection for swords, and I see that young friend has an extraordinary sword. I thought if I can take a look at it. Would it be convenient?”

Qiu Yiming was astonished as he said, “Father, what kind of artifact sword has our Divine Weapons Manor not seen before? What is so special about his lousy sword?”

“Shut your mouth,” Qiu Wanjie scolded coldly, which instantly shocked Qiu Yiming.

“Convenient. Of course, it is convenient,” Yang Dingtian replied and handed the sword over to Qiu Wanjie.

After receiving the artifact sword, Qiu Wanjie’s expression instantly changed.

He was a swordmaster smith, and as soon as this sword entered his hand, he immediately felt how extraordinary it was.

Not only extraordinary, but it was also simply a divine artifact weapon!

Qiu Wanjie quickly determined that this sword was forged by mixing the blood black gold and the black ice metal jade. This artifact sword was obviously filled with boundless energy, but it was extremely reserved and didn’t leak out any of the power.

Furthermore, this artifact sword felt ancient as though it had been forged countless years ago.

Who would be fit to wield such a divine weapon? Which affiliation could have such an artifact sword? Coupling with the fact that Nameless had a leaf ornament on his neck, his identity was immediately disclosed.

When he thought of the answer, Qiu Wanjie’s body shuddered as cold sweat burst out from his forehead, and his limbs instantly felt icy cold.

A member of the Hidden Sect! The true rulers of the Primal Chaos World, the supreme leader of the Heaven Dao Union.

And yet he actually mocked at this individual!? At this moment, Qiu Wanjie could only feel his body shivering.

He never would have expected for the disciples of the Hidden Sect to reveal themselves after close to two centuries of seclusion. Could... something major was going to happen in the world?

“Are you done looking, Owner Qiu?” Yang Dingtian spoke indifferently.

It was this attitude, exactly this attitude, this was the Hidden Sect’s attitude.

Not arrogant, but indifferent and unapproachable. Not rude, but yet pushing others far away.

“I am done. This is indeed an exceptional divine weapon,” Qiu Wanjie took in a deep breath and unconsciously bowed as he returned the sword to Yang Dingtian respectfully with both hands.

Qiu Yiming could also feel his father’s abnormally behavior as he instantly exclaimed, “Father, why are you treating him with such an attitude?”

“Get lost...!” Qiu Wanjie let out a severe yell as he abruptly flung his sleeve and sent Qiu Yiming flying out of the door.

Dugu Fengwu stood up emotionlessly and said, “Owner Qiu, we shall take our leave then.”

Immediately after, she was about to turn and leave as well.

“Wait, wait, wait...” Qiu Wanjie spoke with a trembling voice, “Noble guests, please take a seat. Please take a seat!”