Chapter 966: Chapter 965 Thoroughly Perfect_1
"Master, you just said this person possesses a quality similar to his father’s, may I ask who his father is?"
The air in the courtyard seemed unusually restless, and Yan Zhen hurriedly shifted his attention, taking the initiative to ask.
The youth in black smiled, "A very powerful, extremely powerful person. I have only seen him once. At that time, although I did not cross swords with him, I knew I was no match for him."
Yan Zhen was even more astonished. Since his master made his debut, when had he not swept through his enemies from all sides? Was there really someone he lacked confidence in defeating? Could it be someone from...
"You don’t need to guess wildly, he is an outsider from beyond the heavens, but definitely not someone who descends from that mountain. With my current strength, I truly don’t fear those few old fellows, hehe."
Yan Zhen’s mouth hung open wide enough to fit a fist, overwhelmed with shock, his chest nearly burst with excitement and pride.
The youth in black glanced at him sidelong, "Where has your composure gone? Don’t be so pathetic."
Yan Zhen quickly composed his expression.
"This lad is truly outstanding, but such a person must not be given too many opportunities, lest it harms him. Just do him a simple favor and be done with it."
After thinking it over, the youth in black waved his hand, and the image on the bluestone surface immediately disappeared. He then lay back down on the rocking chair, popping a grape into his mouth, squinting at the setting sun in the sky.
Truly beautiful.
...
Clang, clang, clang.
This was the sound of chains being pulled. As the sound ceased, vast and indescribable vortexes of Vigorous Air spiraled crazily within Uncle Wang’s body, creating tornados with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth due to the ferocity of his absorption.
It lasted for a full 2-hour period before the spiritual energy dispersed, and Uncle Wang slowly stood up.
His figure remained frail and short, his hair unkempt. However, if one observed with spiritual sense, one would find his blood Qi as vigorous as a divine dragon, his aura profoundly boundless, seeming even more intense than the sun.
Powerful, incomparably powerful.
At least in Shi Xiaole’s eyes, even surpassing Fire Emperor and Yan Zhenning.
"Young fella, what’s your name?"
Shi Xiaole only felt a blur before his eyes, and Uncle Wang had appeared before him.
Even without bathing for over six hundred years, there was no odd smell on him. It was just that his fingernails and toenails were too long, and getting too close, they nearly poked him.
"My name is Shi Xiaole, ’small’ as in size and ’joyful’ as in happiness."
"Simple and easy to remember, a good name."
Uncle Wang nodded, sizing up Shi Xiaole. Not knowing what else to say in thanks, he ended up saying nothing at all, but deep gratitude shone from his eyes.
Sensing Shi Xiaole’s discomfort, Uncle Wang chuckled, his overly long fingernails and toenails immediately burned away, and apart from looking a bit sloppy, he now looked no different from any ordinary old man.
"Uncle Wang, how do we get out?"
Shi Xiaole was still mindful of the duel, not wanting to give up the ultimate Fate.
"Young Shi, I know what you mean, but it’s no longer necessary. Just now, God informed me that he has placed the complete essence and texts of the Twenty-Four Floors in a certain place. He wants me to lead you there; that is the ultimate Fate. When you wish to leave, you’ll naturally be able to do so."
Shi Xiaole was stunned.
So, God had been watching all the movements here? Just what kind of person was he?
It’s worth noting that the previous nine arrays were much more challenging than the old musician’s setup, with one being an array system and the other powered by one’s own martial strength, making them incomparable.
But this also showed the power of God!
"I believe you two will meet in the future."
Ordinary folks wouldn’t even receive a glance from him, but Shi Xiaole was no ordinary person. In Uncle Wang’s eyes, his aptitude was comparable to a Holy Monarch. From the additional instructions of God, it was clear he placed great importance on Shi Xiaole.
With no reason to refuse, Shi Xiaole could only nod in agreement.
With a wave of Uncle Wang’s hand, they immediately zoomed off with incredible speed towards the distance. Shi Xiaole was secretly astounded; he estimated his speed to be less than one-fifth of Uncle Wang’s, and this was the latter’s casual effort.
Soon, the two arrived before a massive wall, hundreds of meters in length and tens of meters high, divided into twenty-four sections, each inscribed with dense small characters.
Shi Xiaole first looked at the section representing the Sword King wall, and immediately found that the teachings on the wall were much more abundant than in Sword King Tower, with even more detailed explanations on how to break through to the Void Origin Realm.
At the very end, there was even a peerless sword technique at the highest level!
Shi Xiaole then scanned the walls representing Divine Blade Tower and Yin Yang Tower, finding the content similarly rich, but this time there were no top martial arts techniques.
As expected, even someone with God’s resources couldn’t just casually produce top martial arts techniques. What was recorded on this wall was already sufficient to be called great Fate!
After speaking with Uncle Wang, Shi Xiaole approached the Sword King wall first, a sword intent more profound than that of Sword King Tower enveloped him, making it especially enjoyable. He immediately sat down cross-legged and quietly contemplated.
Uncle Wang stood to one side. Although there was no need for a guard in this place, he remained vigilant.
Days went by.
Having had the foundation laid by Sword King Tower, Shi Xiaole quickly grasped the essence of the sword way within the wall, then turned his attention to the breakthrough methods. Once he absorbed enough, he switched to another wall, continuing in this loop.
A month passed.
Shi Xiaole’s Vigorous Air Vortex had advanced further, and even Uncle Wang beside him couldn’t help but be moved by the energy emitting from it. The vortex had grown from one hundred and sixty-five to one hundred and ninety-two strands.
...
Twenty-fourth floor.
Just as everyone was eagerly anticipating the upcoming battle between the prodigies, an irresistible force suddenly descended from above, and before they could react, everyone was expelled.
Surrounded by water on all sides, the onlookers regained their senses before the towering mountain peak, exchanging bewildered glances. They quickly noticed the Void Origin Realm Martial Emperors who had entered the door to the Earthly Realm.
Then, to everyone’s amazement, the two gateways closed one after the other.
"What’s going on?"
"Wasn’t there one last battle?"
"Could the Array System have malfunctioned?"
No one knew what this meant.
The Wind Thunder Blade Queen approached Wudao Xuan, noticing his unpleasant expression, and hurriedly inquired about the situation inside. There was no need for Wudao Xuan to answer, as others around him provided the explanation.
Upon hearing about Wudao Xuan’s rapid improvement and how even the Seven Slaughter Martial Emperor and Earth Destroyer Knife Emperor had fallen to him, the Wind Thunder Blade Queen couldn’t help but brim with laughter.
However, when she learned of Shi Xiaole’s progress, which was no less remarkable than Wudao Xuan’s, and that the two were about to face off in a decisive battle, her expression turned sinister again.
"What qualifies that kid to be compared with the Young Master? If the final battle had proceeded normally, he’d probably have been beaten senseless by now."
The Wind Thunder Blade Queen sneered, her gaze unconsciously searching for Shi Xiaole. But soon enough, she realized he was nowhere to be found.
"To flee upon sensing danger, he sure is quick."
The Wind Thunder Blade Queen relayed this to Wudao Xuan, who was pondering this sudden turn of events, not giving it much thought, and merely nodded in response after hearing it.
"The Kirin ran away?"
"Wudao Xuan has support, but he does not. It’s normal for him to run. What a pity, we missed the chance to witness a fierce duel between two great rivals."
Many expressed their regrets.
"To me, fate is important, but so are rivals. Kirin, I hope we meet again, and that you won’t run away. Otherwise, in a fair fight, I would undoubtedly trample you underfoot."
After a long silence on the spot, Wudao Xuan took to the air and left, leaving behind those startling words before his departure.
The Wind Thunder Blade Queen laughed heartily, her gaze landing on Yan Dalian, "Your Yan family knows that boy, don’t you? Please convey a message for me. In the future, when he sees the Young Master, he’d better wisely detour and content himself with being a jumping clown! He will never know how powerful the Young Master truly is."
Her laughter spread across the fields as she too flew away.
Yan Da grunted in response.
After emerging from the door to the Earthly Realm, he had learned of the previous events from Yan Yuchai and transmitted a message, "I just visited the agreed-upon location yesterday, but our family head did not arrive, and since we cannot enter the Heavenly Realm Land, we have no choice but to wait."
This did not surprise the other Yan family members, as they visited the spot every few days. Yan Er especially spent his days there, ready to use secret methods to notify them if there were any news.
Yan Yuchai’s pretty face showed deep concern, but she said little, leaving with the others. Subconsciously, her gaze lingered on the mountain peak one last time.
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The Heavenly Realm Land.
A man soaked in blood leaned against a hidden boulder. If not for the faint rise and fall of his chest, one might suspect him to be a dead body.
Facing the combined attack of the Heavenly Water Great Emperor, Fire Emperor, and Dark Night Emperor, Yan Zhenning fought while retreating. Unfortunately, later on, even the hunchbacked old servant by Wudao Xuan’s side was drawn in.
Under the combined strength of six great masters, even with the abilities of Yan Zhenning, continual wounds left him almost depleted after a grueling month-long escape, leaving him eight parts dead.
"Nine Ancestors’ clay sculpture, it’s about that great secret; I can’t let it fall into anyone’s hands."
Yan Zhenning caressed the clay sculpture in his arms, resolved. If really unable to preserve it, he would rather destroy it than let it be taken.
As slight movements echoed from afar, Yan Zhenning burned the little vital blood left in his body and dragged his nearly broken self toward the distance.
...
Within the quiet space.
Shi Xiaole pleasantly passed two months.
Half a month ago, he had finished reading all the breakthrough essences on the twenty-four walls, later discussing them with Uncle Wang, mutually validating their insights, making great progress indeed.
Now, having studied the theories of the vortex, he had examined no less than a thousand, with the guidance of such a figure as Uncle Wang, he felt his foundations were established. His vortex system was complete, and the rest was just patching up. Once he condensed 475 Vigorous Air Vortices, he would naturally become a Void Origin Realm Martial Emperor.
Everything seemed to fall into place naturally.
"Thank you, Uncle Wang."
Shi Xiaole stood up and respectfully bowed.
Uncle Wang hurried to stop him, laughing heartily, "Young Shi is a genius blessed by heaven. In the future, you will surely become the second Holy Monarch, even surpassing your father."
The more Uncle Wang interacted with Shi Xiaole, the more he realized the terrifying potential of the latter.
At the very least, Shi Xiaole’s Vigorous Air Vortex system had completely redefined Uncle Wang’s understanding. He couldn’t even begin to imagine the extent of Shi Xiaole’s strength once he became a Void Origin Realm Martial Emperor; it would likely break martial world records.
Uncle Wang was all smiles, nodding repeatedly as Shi Xiaole planned to leave, decidedly eager to see the outside world for himself.
Thus, Uncle Wang took the lead. Following directions given by the God himself, they took several turns and passed through an array, departing from the confined space.
