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Chapter 2484 - 98: Only I Am Incompetent, Yet Move Forward (Part 2)
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Chapter 2484: Chapter 98: Only I Am Incompetent, Yet Move Forward (Part 2)

As the voice faded away, in the high sky to the east, in the direction where his sword had flown earlier... A brilliant star suddenly lit up!

It was as if that sword, which had escaped everyone’s sight, had been killing its way to the Azure Dragon Star Domain during the time he was speaking!

Even the Bai Niu pulling the carriage froze, arrested by the sharp aura, gazing into the high sky.

Meanwhile, Xiang Qian sang loudly: "The Azure Dragon belongs to wood, nurturing my sword!"

The Four Spirits Star Domain has always been the most common choice for Transcendent Cultivators when stepping into the External Building Environment. Its stability and potential are undeniable, having been endlessly broadened by predecessors over the ages.

The Art of the Flying Sword, such an extreme sharpness cultivation method, most demands a stable landing point.

In the time of speaking, Xiang Qian had already erected the Starlight Holy Tower. It was as if done by one sword. This tower stood in the high sky, seeming boundless afar. Starlight descended, casting a brilliance even on the dejected man.

But this was not all, his voice continued: "The White Tiger belongs to metal, sharpening my edge!"

Thus in the western White Tiger Star Domain, starlight also appeared.

Xiang Qian’s long song hadn’t ended, and the star towers far in the star vault appeared one after another.

"The Vermilion belongs to fire, burning my furnace!"

"The Black Tortoise belongs to water, tempering my fire!"

The four Starlight Holy Towers lit up one after another, with star light interflowing like water.

"Sword complete!"

Between heaven and earth, the sound of sword rang out loudly.

The military sabers of hundreds of accompanying cavalry rang in response.

Even Jiang Wang’s Longing in the scabbard let out a natural respond.

At Xiang Qian’s fingertips, that concentrated sword light suspended, suddenly erupted in brilliance, seemingly reflecting back to the star vault. When it appeared clearly in people’s sight, it had transformed into a handleless Dragon Light Shooting Fight!

The sword tip pointed skyward, quietly rotating.

Exclusively sharp, its edge unsurpassed.

In the carriage, Chu Yao blinked his eyes, realizing for the first time that this unkempt Uncle Xiang was indeed dignified.

Sitting across the dark-skinned Chu Yao, Bai Yuxia with skin white as snow jade, was somewhat dazed at the moment.

As a friend who shared hardships with Xiang Qian, he was certainly happy for Xiang Qian’s leaps. But simultaneously, there was an unusually complex feeling.

Just like in that very old story... the shepherd sleeps on the hillside, the woodcutter also sleeps on the hillside. When night falls, the shepherd drives the sheep home, the sheep already full. The woodcutter, however, hasn’t chopped a single stick.

He looked at Xiang Qian with resentment. You should’ve shown this ability earlier, letting me follow along in decay for so long!

In everyone’s perception, Xiang Qian invited Jiang Wang to watch his sword, then with one sword he broke through four towers, instantly leaping from the Inner Mansion pinnacle to the Outer Building pinnacle, definitely living up to the flair of the Ancient Flying Sword skill.

But only Jiang Wang understood, just at that moment, Xiang Qian had already given up challenging the historical record of the Inner Mansion Realm.

Only Jiang Wang could see Xiang Qian’s "way," understanding his feelings.

If Xiang Fengzhi’s "only I" was "only I invincible," unbeatable under heaven.

Then Xiang Qian’s only I is "only I incompetent."

"Incompetence" is a form of recognition.

He has witnessed the world’s top talents, realizing the gap between him and those geniuses.

He is clear about the difficulty of the path he walks. He has come to understand that what he wants to achieve, might be impossible in a lifetime.

Compared to most cultivators, he has more talent, but compared to people like Xiang Fengzhi and Jiang Mengxiong, he can only be considered incompetent, which he views objectively.

He lives in torment.

He doesn’t wish to save himself.

He understands it’s bad this way, but, let it be.

He used to live day by day, muddling through.

Now he barely moves forward, thinking "maybe."

If in the end it really isn’t possible, it’s fine.

Failure is failure, death is death.

There are top figures in the world, sadly I’m not among them. There are splendid stories in the world, only I’m an incompetent person.

But there are many incompetent in the world.

"Only I am incompetent, yet moving forward."

Admitting to being a waste, admitting to impossibility, but still continuing forward.

This is his path.

Jiang Wang was silent for a moment, then said: "Remember those two people I told you about in Green sheep town? One bore great pressure, broke the Heaven-reaching Realm Limit. Yet in the Teng Long Inner Mansion he lost two matches in succession, falling farther behind his opponent... But this person never stops believing in himself. I’ve seen his fists, still full of self. Suddenly rising and falling but pride unchangeable, I believe he will rise again sooner or later. In fact, I’ve already seen it on the battlefield.

And the other person I mentioned then, he has won the family heirloom struggle. At the time, I said, I believe he will achieve ultimate victory, didn’t you doubt?

It shows that worldly matters, as long as one puts effort, there’s always a sliver of hope.

Now I want to tell you, "I believe someday, you will find yourself at heights you never imagined."

In the carriage, Bai Yuxia was ignited with boundless fighting spirit by these words.

The young Chu Yao also quietly resolved to fight for three days.

Only Xiang Qian sitting beside Marquis Wu’an lazily withdrew his forefinger. The exceptionally sharp Dragon Light Shooting Fight thus vanished, the star towers at the horizon hidden, the brilliance of its body suddenly fading.

He reverted to that unkempt, half-asleep guy.

Leaned back in the carriage, twisting like a pig to find the most comfortable position, closing his eyes—

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