I’m Actually a Cultivation Bigshot

Alina was filled with mixed feelings. At that moment, she had imagined countless miracles, but she did not expect that it was this head wreath that saved her in the end. She could not be more familiar with the material on this head wreath, for it was her own feathers.

'Since when did my feathers become so awesome that they can even ward off evil spirits?' She could clearly feel that the devil aura around her was scared and trembling! It was like a flame that could easily melt every piece of snow, making it impossible for them to get close to her!

Suddenly, she recalled Nanan's parting words. "However, I must warn you not to seek revenge. There'll be heavy consequences if you do that. Besides, you should be happy that Brother Li's given you such a lovely gift."

It was indeed a lovely gift! She was willing to give up every one of her feathers for this head wreath. 'What kind of place is the seventh dimension?'

"This…this…this…" Lord Angel's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. He looked toward his sword then at Alina's head wreath. He was beginning to question his own life. Although the light coming off the head wreath was not very bright, he could tell that it was more powerful than his Holy Light Sword.

"Daughter, are you sure this head wreath is made from your feathers? What kind of terrifying existence does one have to be able to transform your feathers into something so heaven-defying?" he asked.

Alina was a little speechless and started to wonder if her previous feathers were that bad.

"So what if you have a halo? Do you think that changes anything?" said Mosha when he snapped out from his shock. His face darkened and his sinister tone was very domineering. He was just caught off guard, that was all. Even though the head wreath was effective against the Heart of Devil, it surely would not last long.

The black gas surged like a giant beast, devouring Alina into its belly. At the same time, the blood-red energy bared its fangs from inside of the black gas, and together with the black gas, formed a terrifying vision. The sky was completely stained black and red!

Even a Wisdom Elite would find it hard to make it out alive. The endless black gas and blood-red energy chomped down on Alina. She was trembling like a tiny boat that could capsize anytime out in the sea.

She bit her lip. With her eyes upturned, she started to beg the halo for help. As the saying went—a drowning man would catch at a straw. She saw that the halo was still on her head, and the light seemed to be faint like it could go out anytime. Fortunately, it stayed put no matter how relentless the storm was.

Mosha and the master of the Blood Clan, who was hiding in the dark, suddenly felt fear rise in their throats. They felt a force of resistance from the halo and it seemed that the sleeping beast had awakened.

Suddenly, a light like the breaking day exploded from the halo and washed over everything. Wherever the light passed, the black aura instantly dissipated! It all happened at an indescribable speed. It was like wiping chalk from the blackboard as all the black aura was instantly removed.

"No, it's impossible! What kind of head wreath is that?" shouted Mosha shrilly. His eyes were wide as saucers. He quickly flapped his black wings and tried to grab the head wreath. His speed was so fast that he became a black blur.

However, in the next instant, a scream could be heard as a stream of light swept over him. He was sent flying a hundred miles away and was staring at the head wreath with fearful eyes. He was at a loss of what to do.

Everyone who turned to look at him would inevitably let out a gasp. Mosha's appearance was extremely pitiful. His whole body was scorched black by the light while the wings on his back were broken in many places, his feathers in disarray. It was incredible he was hurt to this extent just by being near the head wreath.

"Mosha's hurt?"

"Amazing! I never knew the Princess had a heaven-defying Ultimate Treasure!"

"Did you guys feel that? Mosha isn't only hurt but some of his Origins of Life had been wiped out, too!"

"Wow!"

After a brief silence, the angels broke out in excited cheers.

That was not all. The halo was still radiating a sun-like light. All the black gas and blood-red energy dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye and soon, they could see the bright sky.

Just when the light was about to reach Mosha, the master of Blood Clan called out to him, "Brother Mosha, run!"

"This isn't the end of it all. I'll be back!" Mosha gritted his teeth and escaped into the abyss without looking back. Soon, he disappeared from their field of vision.

The fallen angels also tried to run away, but they were all suppressed by Lord Angel. Mosha had been sealed up and peace once again returned. Everyone in the Angel Clan felt as if they had just woken up from a bad dream.

The head wreath slowly floated into Alina's opened hand. She rubbed the head wreath in a trance. "It's so amazing! So powerful!"

Lord Angel stared at the head wreath with a burning fire in his eyes. "That's a divine weapon more powerful than the Holy Light Sword. Are you sure it was given by that expert from the seventh dimension?"

He was so full of respect for Li Nianfan that he did not dare to utter his name but used honorifics instead. He was sure no one would believe them if they told him a head wreath had driven Mosha away, a second-step Wisdom Elite. He wondered how powerful one had to be to make a powerful head wreath like that.

"Yes, I'm a hundred percent sure," said Alina with a nod. After the feeling of horror had passed, ecstasy burst out in her heart. She did not even mind the baldness of her wings anymore. It was obvious she had come out with the better end of the bargain.

Lord Angel's eyes were filled with envy. If possible, he wanted to trade all the feathers on his wings for a head wreath like that, too. "The expert must've predicted you'd come across a catastrophe and thus, gave you that head wreath for protection. Think of it as payment for the rest of your feathers."

"I was too immature back then and said some harsh words to him. I feel so regretful right now," said Alina. Then, she suddenly remembered her father saying something about joining forces with the others to kill Li Nianfan. In a worried tone, she asked, "Father, do you still plan to kill the expert?"

"Of course not." Lord Angel shook his head without hesitation. He then smiled coldly and said, "The Heaven Mystery Pavilion guessed that the expert has entered a state of ultimate existence and I can sense that the expert won't be killed so easily. If they want an early death, let them go. Besides, we owe the expert a debt for saving our lives."

"Just as you've said, father, now that I think back to all that had happened, I find it truly amazing how everything seemed to be more than what they seemed," said Alina.

Lord Angel did not say anything else but moved his Holy Light Sword closer to the head wreath. Under Alina's shocked gaze, the Holy Light Sword trembled violently, let out a soft cry, and at the same time exuded an aura of awe.

Without waiting for Alina to ask, Lord Angel said, "The Holy Light Sword's nourished by the aura of Wisdom. That's how it became a Wisdom Ultimate Treasure. Judging by its reaction, it's obvious that this head wreath contains a powerful Origins of Wisdom. I still don't get why the expert, who has entered the state of ultimate existence, will simply give away such a powerful treasure to you."

"Father, you sound really salty," said Alina with a pout.

"I can't help being salty," said Lord Angel with a bitter smile.

"I heard the people from the seventh dimension mention that the expert likes angel feathers, and he wished he could get his hands on more," said Alina after suddenly recalling what had happened outside the four-part architecture.

"Really?" Lord Angel became extremely excited and his face started to flush. "That's great. We're the original supplier of angel feathers! Even if the expert doesn't give us any more head wreaths, we can still use this opportunity to win him over. There's only an upside to this trade!"

He quickly flew back to his palace and asked all the angels there, "Do you know what happened to War Angel's feathers?"

All the angels were taken aback but then shook their heads.

"Our feathers are the pride of our clan. Lord Angel, we must find the person who did this and avenge the Princess!" said one of the angels.

"He's right! Our feathers are our pride! I'd rather die than have them stripped away!"

"All of you, shut up! What do you know?" shouted Lord Angel angrily. "War Angel willingly offered her feathers to an expert in exchange for the head wreath. It was a big opportunity and great fortune for her. Only those with the steel of determination could do it so I won't allow anyone to behave disrespectfully towards the expert!"

Suddenly, the entire palace descended into an uproar as all the angels had a 180-degree change in attitude. Each of them had an eager look on their faces.

"Is…this real? Our feathers can do that?"

"It's no wonder War Angel was willing to give up her feathers. She hit the jackpot!"

"Incredible! How did she do it?"

"Lord Angel, please, take a look at my feathers. Do you think it can be made into a head wreath?"

Lord Angel signaled them to be quiet. "This is a serious matter since it's related to the expert. Therefore, we'll hold a feather competition to find the top ten angels with the most beautiful feathers. Who knows, we might get a head wreath out of it."

"What are we waiting for? Let's begin. It's a good thing I brush my feathers every day."

"Hahaha, I bathe mine in Angel's Light every day to the extent that I've relegated my other powers to the side. I'm definitely going to win the competition!"

"Hehe, my feathers are as beautiful as Sister Alina's so I'm sure I have a chance, too!"

Meanwhile, back in the fifth dimension, Mosha was staring daggers at the master of the Blood Clan. "We would've won if you joined the battle, too! I'm beginning to think you're just using me!" said Mosha vehemently.

"Are you stupid? Our existence would've been exposed if I did anything. They might even come for us!" said the master of the Blood Clan coldly.

The grudge between Mosha and Lord Angel was between the two of them only, so it would not really attract the attention of the other powerhouses in the fourth dimension. However, it would be a different story if they discovered the fifth dimension had appeared in their territory.

"Hmph! At the end of the day, you can only blame yourself. Didn't you say that the Angel Clan was nothing to be fearful about? We wouldn't have lost if you told us about the head wreath in the first place," said the master of the Blood Clan.

If things had gone according to their plan, Mosha would have been able to devour every member of the Angel Clan. Then, with the help of the Blood Clan, they would take over the entire fourth dimension and the seventh dimension. They never expected they would not even get past the first stage of their plan.

"The Angel Clan did not have that head wreath in their possession. I could sense a thick and potent Origins of Wisdom coming off it. Any idea what kind of treasure it is?" asked Mosha in a deep voice.

"It is indeed the power of Origins. They're certainly lucky they could get their hands on it. The head wreath's most likely a remnant of the third dimension's Origins," said the master of the Blood Clan in a deep voice.

"Curse them and their luck! I can't believe they got their hands on the third dimension's Origins!" said Mosha in a frustrated tone, for no one would ever turn down the chance of having the power of Origins.

"Now that they have it, it's best we don't do anything to them in the meantime." Then, the master of the Blood Clan smiled. "However, I've received some clues about where the Origins of the fifth dimension is. We'll be able to win against the Angel Clan once we get our hands on that."

"Is what you're saying real?" asked Mosha. This was very good news indeed.

"Yes, I'm eighty percent sure but I'll need your help."

"Hahaha, sure! Anything for the power of Origins. I can't wait!"

Meanwhile, in the Heaven Mystery Pavilion, many people had gathered there. Yun Qianshan and Zheng Shan were there, along with Yun family's Purple Guardian and an elder from the Heaven Earth Pavilion. The old pavilion master from the Heaven Mystery Pavilion had also invited others. In total, there were eight Wisdom Elites and 20 Heavenly Realm fighters.

"Seems like Lord Angel won't be coming," said Yun Qianshan.

"Oh, haven't you heard? Fallen Angel was trying to escape from his seal again. He caused quite a commotion. I can feel that he's more powerful this time. Tianhua might not make it out alive so it's not surprising that he's not here," said Zheng Shan with a smile.

A strange aura suddenly enveloped the entire Heaven Mystery Pavilion and the voice of the old pavilion master rang out slowly. "That's enough. He has no one to blame but his rotten luck."

One by one, the Origins Devouring Bugs flew out and circled their heads. "I'll now teach you how to cultivate the Origins Devouring Bugs so that they'll see you as their masters and steal the power of Origins for you."

The old pavilion master had learned his lesson. He decided not to let them infuse themselves into the bugs this time. This way, even if the bugs died, they would only have to give up a little of their blood instead of their lives.