Chapter 1860: Chapter 108: Wan Amidst the Central Waters
Fang Helling quietly watched Wang Changji, only feeling that he was unexpectedly gentle at this mont.
“Eons ago, there was no Mountain and Sea Realm. In a great era past, there were no nations. Before ancient tis, there might not have been living creatures. A thousand ages of hate, ten thousand ages of fa, all are but clouds and smoke,” Yue Tiannu lanted. “Seeking Buddhism, seeking the Tao, rely seeking understanding. If Huang Weizhen leaves and does not return, he hasn’t left any explanation for this world. And if he returns from fantasy, what need is there for explanation? I ditate on this Zen Heart.”
The Zen Master, who uses a puppet as his body, has evidently ford his own Buddhist philosophy.
Different from other Buddhists known to Jiang Wang. Saying he is insightful, sotis he is cold; saying he is doctrinal, sotis he appears smooth, both compassionate and cold, seeming quite unconventional.
Of course, the Buddhists Jiang Wang is familiar with are not considered normal either.
Thus he still doesn’t know whether Yue Tiannu is normal or not…
“Speaking of which,” Jiang Wang looked at Wang Changji and said, “Brother Wang has told us the truth of the Mountain and Sea Realm, Huang Weizhen’s Tao Path, and so forth. Then what? Any plans?”
“Then?” Wang Changji slightly raised his eyes and said lightly, “Just go do what needs to be done. Huang Weizhen is soone aiming to surpass the peak of transcendence. His power, his thoughts, how could we asure them?”
He looked at Jiang Wang with a slightly odd expression: “You wouldn’t think we have the ability to influence his plans, would you?”
Feeling a bit embarrassed, Jiang Wang rubbed his nose; he did indeed think that Wang Changji had so trick up his sleeve since this person had repeatedly shattered his imagination, displaying all sorts of wonders.
Wang Changji sighed, not knowing whether to be proud or disappointed with Jiang Wang’s blind trust.
Perhaps a bit of both.
“The reason I could sense so clues is simply because… the Mountain and Sea Realm has developed to such a degree that it no longer needs to be concealed. Huang Weizhen’s return from fantasy is already a foregone conclusion, and it won’t be too late,” Wang Changji said: “Since the owner is not ho, secretly taking a sip of water is harmless. But if one wants to do sothing excessive to this house, the owner may not be easy to deal with.”
“When will Huang Weizhen return? Do you know a more specific ti?” Zuo Guangshu asked.
Wang Changji sighed again: “You think too highly of . Even if I tiptoe, I can only vaguely see traces of Huang Weizhen’s past journey and speculate his return. How could I make an accurate judgnt?”
He thought for a mont and finally said: “If I must provide a guess, I think within a hundred years, we will know.”
Huang Weizhen’s return from fantasy is not sothing everyone is pleased with.
Not to ntion the recently battled Qing Country, the dominant Jinguo, even within Chuguo, there’s no unified will.
Therefore, the mont Huang Weizhen truly returns will inevitably stir waves…
Yet, it has nothing to do with him.
“Thank you for your advice,” Zuo Guangshu politely expressed gratitude.
Compared to the Mountain and Sea Realm’s evolution over more than nine hundred years, within a hundred years indeed isn’t “too late.”
Indeed, asured by its worth, the news Wang Changji shared today is invaluable.
A master about to return from fantasy, surpassing the peak of transcendence, will undoubtedly affect the structure of Chuguo and even the world.
The Zuo Family knowing in advance opens up vast possibilities.
Of course, if things are as Wang Changji said, the Mountain and Sea Realm has reached its final stage and requires no further concealnt, then various channels may soon spread the news.
Jiang Wang thought about it and said, “Since that’s the case…”
“Go to the Central Mountain,” Wang Changji directly suggested. “As they say, reciprocate; you helped obtain the Kui Bull’s true pearl, and I should do sothing for you in return.”
He glanced at the world outside Flowing Wave Mountain: “But the privileges procured earlier have been exhausted in the recent actions, so next we can only fly there ourselves.”
Of course, Jiang Wang wasn’t going to be polite. To ensure Zuo Guangshu acquires the Nine Phoenixes’ chapters, he had intended to invite Wang Changji along.
“With a long journey, ti is important,” Jiang Wang swiftly took flight, floating like an immortal: “This Mountain and Sea Realm journey is also coming to an end.”
Zuo Guangshu, Yue Tiannu, Wang Changji, Fang Helling followed suit.
In the heaven-turning Mountain and Sea Realm, five figures with clear targets swiftly flew afar.
Be it hurricanes or fierce lightning, no catastrophe could approach within a hundred ters of them.
Crossing mountains and seas like it’s nothing, facing winds and snow with a smile.
In such an uninhibited and reckless flying joy, Zuo Guangshu finally felt the sensation of sweeping through the Mountain and Sea Realm.
How delightful!
…
…
The sky-drenching tempest intensified, with the Central Mountain towering at the center of this realm, akin to the remaining backbone supporting the heavens.
Also like a candle in the dark, attracting countless moths drawn to the light.
Forerunners push forward; successors follow.
The Mountain and Sea Realm journey has reached its final mont.
Those eliminated have long departed.
Those who should let go have long let go.
Those still remaining in the Mountain and Sea Realm, regardless of their gains, must prepare for the final contest.
Zhongli Yan, Fan Wushu, Wu Ling, Xiang Bei, Tai Yin, Qu Shunhua, these illustrious nas, have already one by one exited the journey of the Mountain and Sea Realm.
No one is weak, but however dazzlingly dressed “competition” might be, its essence is still cruel.
Winners remain; losers depart.
It’s just that simple.
Regardless of your lineage or background, or any glorious past.
The strong fall before the stronger.
“The great change unseen in millennia is right before our eyes. Ge Fei, I often feel… like walking on thin ice.”
Ge Fei repeatedly recalled this sentence in his heart.
Recalling when these words were said, the teacher’s brow filled with worry.
That once illustrious and charming figure, a distinguished presence in Twilight Drum Academy, has long retreated from the position of state minister in Yue Country.
Always keeping the door closed to guests, not seeing outsiders.
The Son of Heaven’s inquiries also go unanswered. Visits from old colleagues don’t open the mountain gate.
Lonely and stern like a stone sculpture, facing a chessboard without a piece, sitting for seventeen years.
Only he can co, only he can “observe the chess.”
Those nineteen intersecting paths were never his preference. He also didn’t understand how a chessboard without any pieces could reveal any aning.
The teacher never explained.
When he had cultivation questions, he asked. Once answered, he left.
He never knew why the teacher was worried.
But he always rembered that knitted brow, like rivers, like mountains, like a bleak autumn scene.
Ge Fei originated from Yue Country’s top elite family, the direct lineage of the Ge Clan.
Gifted since childhood, standing out among peers.
His master was the renowned minister Gao Zheng.
His circles were filled with nobility and royalty.
Riding in fragrant carriages and majestic horses outside, accompanied by servants inside.
He should not know worry.
But ever since his sentience, that worriso brow pressed upon his heart.
Making him unable to relax.
He always walked forward, always walking forward.
Like now, striving to walk forward.
Against fierce winds and snow, confronting tidal waves and lightning storms.
Without the Nine Chapters Jade Bi, unable to communicate with Heaven and Earth Yuanli, relying only on his Path Origin, Divine Skills, and even blood…
Just walking forward like this.
Constantly consuming, constantly moving forward.
But perhaps it was the excessively brilliant lightning that blurred his vision.
Possibly the wildly howling wind dispersing so call.
The world so boisterous, yet he felt it too quiet, so quiet his own breathing beca so clear—
“Hoo, hoo, hoo!”
He wasn’t supposed to feel cold.
But he was getting colder and colder.
Nad after the insect Fei, carrying various rare bugs, prepared with the bottom-line tricks, deliberately coming to the Mountain and Sea Realm.
Yet not even seeing a glimpse of Fei, he turned back facing the mountain.
Path Origin had stopped running altogether.
The heat from his body kept escaping, irretrievable.
His eyelids grew heavier, he tried everything to rekindle his spirit.
As if in this apocalyptic scene, he saw beyond the layers of dark clouds, a light breaking through…
Was that truly there?
In a daze, he raised his hand but closed his eyes.
The faint starlight on his body imdiately dimd.
Just like that, he fell.
Just sunk on the way to the Central Mountain.
With the falling wind and snow.
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