"A minor situation? What minor situation?" Qin Yang asked curiously.
The others all turned to look.
When it came to matters involving Qin Yang, could anything truly be minor?
Martial Heaven pondered for a moment before saying, "It's not much. The Nangong Clan, Wei Family, Gongsun Clan, and Lou Clan have each dispatched magical warships to block the Heavenly Star Path."
The students all drew in cold breaths. The four great God Dao Clans had joined forces? And with magical warships?
Magical warships and magical flying ships were both large flying magical artifacts, but they had fundamental differences.
That ship from Blood Skull earlier was a magical warship. It possessed tremendous power - a single attack from one of these vessels could level an entire city.
"Oh," Qin Yang nodded lightly.
Jin Wanshan jumped in fright and quickly asked, "Can we take a detour?"
Martial Heaven shook his head gently. "There's only this one path."
As for flying over the Stellar Sea, not only would they lose the hundredfold speed boost, but the danger was too great even for Martial Heaven himself to bear.
"What's there to fear? They wouldn't dare attack us, would they?" Qin Yang chuckled.
Martial Heaven sighed. This brat truly feared nothing.
Speak of the devil - if they had delayed even a few more days, those four warships would have already reached Fanxing City!
Martial Heaven maneuvered his magical flying vessel to a halt, and the four colossal warships ahead slowly came to rest as well.
Upon the warships, elite members of various clans stood at the ready, as if preparing for battle.
"Gongsun Ming, where are you?" an elder from the Gongsun Clan's warship called out.
"Third Grandfather?" Gongsun Ming froze. The visitor was none other than a high-ranking clan elder. The moment he showed himself, Third Grandfather's power swept him onto the Gongsun Clan's warship.
"Where's Lou Qinru?" shouted a middle-aged man in plain azure robes.
"Second Uncle, I'm here!" Lou Qinru responded, her figure instantly transported by the man's technique.
"And Lou Mengyu?" the man continued.
Lou Mengyu stood beside Qin Yang and answered.
As the man moved to seize Lou Mengyu, Qin Yang suddenly swung his arm.
A crescent-shaped sword glare severed the man's power mid-air.
All eyes were fixed on Qin Yang. In that moment, everyone aboard the magical flying ship felt immense pressure weighing down on them.
The middle-aged man's pupils contracted, clearly astonished by Qin Yang's youth and power. His smile didn't reach his eyes as he asked, "So you're the Qin Family's descendant, Qin Yang?"
"That's correct," Qin Yang replied, bowing respectfully. "Lou Mengyu has already become my wife. She is now my person. We will visit your families with proper gifts in the future."
The middle-aged man's expression shifted several times before he nodded and smiled. "A young prodigy, a young prodigy indeed!"
At that moment, from the warship to the left, a middle-aged man clad in golden battle armor demanded coldly, "Where is Nangong Ling of the Nangong Clan?"
Simultaneously, from the warship to the right, another middle-aged man wearing crimson battle armor asked, "Where is Wei Yu of the Wei Clan?"
Martial Heaven took a deep breath. He had already received intelligence that the four great clans were coming together. But he never expected that each clan would send their most powerful experts.
The old man from the Gongsun Clan was a Godking Realm expert, while the other three clans each sent Stellar Realm experts. Most notably, the middle-aged man in crimson battle armor was none other than the ninth-ranked Combatant Star!
Martial Heaven spoke first, "Since you've come together, you must already know. Why ask?"
Anyone blocking the Heavenly Star Path had only one purpose.
Once conflict arose, it would be a battle to the death with no turning back. The moment an opponent was forced out of the path, victory and survival would be clear.
The four warships remained silent, as if listening to Gongsun Ming and Lou Qinru's report.
The middle-aged man in crimson armor asked, "Martial Heaven, is there anyone on your ship who knows the Shocking Feather Arrow Technique?"
Martial Heaven's brow furrowed. Qin Yang stepped forward immediately, "I do."
The middle-aged man held a crimson war halberd that trembled slightly, radiating a battle intent so powerful it dared others to challenge him.
Martial Heaven felt a headache coming on. Though his rank was higher than the armored man's, a fight between them would likely end in a stalemate.
Qin Yang showed no fear. He gently patted Lou Mengyu's hand before stepping onto the railing at the bow of the flying ship. It made others wonder if he might slip and fall at any moment.
The old man from the Gongsun Clan spoke first. "Nangong Ling and Wei Yu met unfortunate deaths. Their families joined forces to confront the Heavenly Secrets Sect. The sect only provided this statement: both perished by the Shocking Feather Arrow Technique."
"Nangong Ling was indeed slain by my hand," Qin Yang declared, "but Wei Yu was not."
The golden-armored middle-aged man from the Nangong Clan slowly opened his eyes, his gaze thick with murderous intent. Just as he moved to strike, the blood-armored man from the Wei Family interjected, "Oh? Then who claimed Wei Yu's life?"
Qin Yang turned to the golden-armored man and replied softly, "Nangong Ling."
"Despicable!" the golden-armored man roared. "The Nangong Clan maintains friendly relations with the Wei Family. Nangong Ling and Wei Yu were as close as brothers! Boy, are you trying to sow discord between us?"
Jin Wanshan braved the overwhelming pressure to step forward. "I can prove it!" he declared. "I witnessed the screen at the Demon Hunter's Field with my own eyes. Nangong Ling slaughtered his own comrades before finally killing Wei Yu!"
The golden-armored man shot Jin Wanshan a contemptuous glance. "This matter concerns the Nangong Clan alone. Does the Gold Family intend to meddle now?"
Qin Yang waved his hand, signaling Jin Wanshan to withdraw.
"The facts speak for themselves. I don't need proof to act," Qin Yang declared with forceful conviction.
"You impudent brat!" the middle-aged man in golden armor snarled. "Martial Heaven, will you block me from avenging my clan's heir?"
The middle-aged man in blood-red armor frowned, turning to Martial Heaven. "What say you, Martial Heaven?"
Martial Heaven, clearly overwhelmed, stated, "Qin Yang does possess the Shocking Feather Arrow Technique. He indeed killed Nangong Ling."
This admission intensified the golden-armored man's murderous intent.
"But no one proves Wei Yu was also Qin Yang's handiwork," Martial Heaven continued. "Moreover, Jin Wanshan confirms Wei Yu died by Nangong Ling's hand."
"Oh?" The blood-armored man, who knew Martial Heaven well, had come only to confirm. With Martial Heaven's own words, he already believed half of the claim.
The golden-armored man's expression darkened. "Could a mere Jin Wanshan make our clans turn to bitter enemies? Would you trust that boy over us?"
The Gongsun Clan's warship and the Lou Clan's warship flanked the Nangong Clan and Wei Family's vessels, now appearing strategically positioned to prevent direct conflict between the two families.
Old Man Gongsun tried to smooth things out. "Why don't we discuss this after arriving at Celestial Academy?"
"How can I let someone who killed a Nangong Clan member go to Celestial Academy?" the middle-aged man in golden armor sneered. "Doesn't everyone know of the old ties between Celestial Academy and the Qin Family?"
The young man in azure robes from the Lou Clan shook his head. "Even here, you wouldn't be able to kill him."
The leaders of the four God Dao Clans exchanged barbs, their words carrying grave implications. The atmosphere thickened with tension.
"If you want to fight, bring him here! Let's see if Qin Yang's afraid!" Qin Yang roared. "My life is in my own hands! Some Stellar Realm trash thinks he can decide my fate? Pah! Like a pig trying to look like a human by sticking a garlic clove in its snout!"
The four clans' members stared at Qin Yang as if he were a ghost. How dare he speak so to the four great clans?
The other students had grown accustomed to this. Qin Yang picked fights with Martial Heaven every few days, never batting an eyelid...
"Ahem, it's a green onion, not garlic," Jin Wanshan whispered.