The chessboard in front was shrouded in mist, like an independent little world, with pieces automatically falling, and a small figure was running and dodging amidst it.
Ling Ningzhi asked puzzled, "Grandpa, what are you doing..."
"Don’t worry, your little sweetheart won’t be in trouble; it’s considered an opportunity given to him by Director Qi," Ling Yishan put down the teacup and said, "Chen Mo’s talent is the strongest I’ve seen in my lifeti, but that doesn’t an he will go the furthest."
"Throughout history, countless stunning Heavenly Prides burst onto the scene, only to rapidly fall like teors."
"Whether he rises with fate, like a hidden dragon soaring into the depths, or is swept away by destiny and becos a re chess piece, depends on his character."
Qi Chengze nodded and said, "In the end, cultivation is about cultivating the heart; as a young grandmaster, Chen Mo rising smoothly in the world, full of youthful vigor, is a good thing but also a weakness."
"If jade does not et the right artisan, it remains a pebble; if a person does not undergo trials, it is hard to beco great."
"Within this ’Heavenly Yuan Chess’ lies the Heart Refining Technique; if he can break through, it ans he has seen his true heart, broken free from cages, and from then until First Grade, no heart demon or outside evil can corrupt his Dao Heart."
Ling Ningzhi breathed a sigh of relief.
Although she listened half-understanding, as long as it’s beneficial to Chen Mo, it worked.
Qi Chengze and Ling Yishan exchanged a glance, with a sowhat peculiar expression.
They were indeed telling the truth, but hadn’t told everything.
Within the Great Yuan Royal Family, there is a saying: "To succeed the Purple Extre, one must first cross the Star Board."
That is to say, every Crown Prince in history had to transform the nineteen paths into mountains and rivers and break through the Heavenly Yuan Chess before they could prove their potential to inherit the throne.
What Chen Mo is experiencing now indeed deserves to be called imperial treatnt.
"How many rounds do you think it will take him to co out?" Ling Yishan asked aloud.
"To break this ga, one must think of strategies while avoiding, reverse the situation by moving the pieces, and ultimately turn defeat into victory. A single mistake ans starting over; it’s extrely difficult."
Qi Chengze thought for a mont and said, "This kid is resilient and perceptive. I think around fifty rounds should do it."
Ling Yishan shook his head and said, "You underestimate him. I guess he’ll break through within ten rounds."
"Ten rounds?"
Qi Chengze laughed in disbelief, "Do you know what you’re talking about? Even that person took nearly twenty tis... cough, cough, aren’t you being a bit too unrealistic?"
Ling Yishan casually suggested, "Since that’s the case, why don’t we make a bet?"
Qi Chengze raised an eyebrow and said, "Bet on what?"
"If he fails to break through within ten rounds, I’ll give you the Heavenly chanism Lock," Ling Yishan said indifferently.
"Are you serious?!" Qi Chengze sat up straight, eyes lit up, but quickly cald down, "And if I lose?"
"If you lose, you will pass the Heavenly Vision onto him," Ling Yishan said.
"This..."
Upon hearing this, Qi Chengze hesitated, saying, "Aren’t we betting a bit too big? I haven’t even taught those Divine Skills to Yifeng..."
"Isn’t that because your grandson’s perception is too poor, he can’t learn no matter what," Ling Yishan glanced at him and said, "As the saying goes, the Dao shouldn’t be isolated, the teachings must be passed on, or do you plan to take your Cultivation Techniques to the grave?"
Qi Chengze’s expression was troubled, his inner thoughts wavering.
Although he felt quite confident about winning, and the Heavenly chanism Lock was highly alluring, seeing Ling Yishan’s certain deanor, he wasn’t entirely sure.
Carefully observing Chen Mo, he saw that in the second round, after being consud by the White Dragon piece, he stood still like a statue, easing his mind significantly.
"Alright, bet it is!" Qi Chengze slamd the table.
"Deal, don’t regret it then," Ling Yishan nodded.
"Once the piece is placed, there are no regrets!" Qi Chengze snorted, "Stop bluffing; I don’t believe he has such great capabilities..."
Crack—
Before the words settled, a crisp sound reached their ears.
They watched as the sandalwood chessboard was covered in web-like cracks before shattering under their astonished gaze!
Chen Mo slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a murky breath, and marveled, "What an exquisite chess ga!"
Qi Chengze’s voice caught, stuttering, "Three rounds to break the ga? How, how did you do it?"
"I’m ashad to say," Chen Mo said shyly, "I’m not skilled in chess, but I’m fairly strong, so I just directly broke through the board."
Qi Chengze: ???
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