Chapter Forty-One: A Spear Held Empty, When Will It Greet Da
dy to leave: "Enjoy the wine and the beautiful woman. I believe you'll enjoy yourself."Jiang Wang raised his cup in a farewell toast: "For the common people, this is indeed a good country."As the visi...Winter has arrived.
> Snow began to fall in the New Wilderness.
When Xuegui established this rule, he set the four seasons and divided day and night according to the current world. He followed the climate of Zhongyu.
However, the first snow in Xinye Continent this year came a little earlier than Jingguo.
The snow started falling heavily as soon as it began. Overnight, inside and outside the Great Wall, ten thousand pear trees were in bloom.
Ji Zhao nan walked in the snow, almost blending in with the whiteness.
Jiang Wang casually flicked out a flame, burning the Asura corpse sprawled on the ground to ash, even wiping away the bloodstains—but the snow remained untouched.
The control of this Samādhi fire is truly extraordinary. But on Jiang Wang's body, there's nothing much to praise.
Floating in the air, Gan Chang'an turned his gaze away from the flame, imagining himself as a kite, flying unfreely.
Yes. The line is in Jian Zhao's hands.
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He proudly became bait for the team.
With the cultivation of a deity, she would "play with her hair and pose," alluring those war Asuras and desire Asuras, of course, her ultimate goal was still the evil Asuras.
Since the last tense standoff, Huang Ye Yu hadn't crossed the Great Wall again - if the human race's encirclement was true, coming back would be very dangerous. If the human race's encirclement was just a false alarm, then being driven away by a few Dongzhen cultivators would also embarrass him to some extent.
The Asura Clan and the Human Clan's Dao-Forging experts each guarded their headquarters, concealing their Dao principles while spying on the other side's peak. Any Dao-Forger who showed a flaw could be torn to shreds in an instant.
Along the long battle line stretching across the Yuquan Great Wall, offensives and defenses by large armies are staged every day.
And those gaps between mountains, forests, and ravines became arenas where lone, powerful figures competed.
This is the tenth day of their Chang'an squad's hunting expedition. They haven't had much of a harvest, and a team like theirs wouldn't consider small-scale Asura warriors as a catch...they couldn't afford to lose someone like that.
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The only thing that could decide the outcome of the Chang'an Squad and the Champion Squad was still the head of the Evil Asura, which Gan Chang'an preferred to call "True Asura."
Of course, considering the fact that even the true Asuras are not fools, their recent hunts have been very cautious. This competition will likely continue for a long time.
The test isn't just about ability, it's also about luck.
Ji Zhaonan and Jiang Wang both felt that Gan Chang'an had better luck, so they named their team "Chang'an".
Also use this name to convince him to be bait.
Gan Chang'an floated in the air, flitting to and fro. His spiritual awareness spread across the ground, searching everywhere tirelessly.
"Even the demons don't come this way, not even a single bird is to be seen." He worked hard, but didn't forget to communicate in the subconscious ocean: "Either they are afraid of us, or... something big is coming."
Communicating in the subconscious ocean is safer than any other method of transmission. This is to avoid being overheard by particularly sharp-eared asuras, or special Yuanyin artifacts that could anticipate their movements.
Jì Zhāonán, clad in armor and with a cold expression, remained silent. However, his grip on the gun was tighter than anyone else's. Though they were on the same team, he wouldn't let anyone else have the chance to kill the enemy.
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"Then all the better." Jiang Wang gave timely encouragement: "If you can attract the Asura, Gan brother, you should be credited first!"
Gan Chang'an possessed the divine ability of spiritual travel. Even before his deity manifested, he could "cast out" his soul and spirit, traveling like a god, using his spiritual power to influence reality. He could even exert some control over his opponents' souls to a certain extent.
As a rule, practitioners cultivate diligently to achieve the truth of their being and refine their spirit. Only after they have accomplished this "spiritual refinement" can they proceed to the stage where their primordial spirit departs the body and roams the mortal world.
One can achieve a similar effect in the early stages of cultivation through divine travel. When one's spirit is present, relying on divine travel, it is comparable to the primordial spirit of a true being.
It is precisely because of his overwhelming advantage in the soul and spirit that he has the qualification to compete for the position of the world's number one divine being.
In Jiang Wang's perception, Gan Chang'an's advantage in this regard was very similar to that of Wang Changji in the past. The only difference was that Wang Changji had achieved this entirely through his own understanding of the soul.
Thinking of Wang Changji, Jiang Wang, who was strolling leisurely, couldn't help but feel a bit sentimental.
Over the past few years, he'd only met Wang Changji a handful of times. To be precise, they'd only met twice at the Baiyu Jing Restaurant. The man was like a mythical dragon, appearing now and then but always disappearing quickly. He seemed to be deeply immersed in the suffering of the world, yet also detached from it.
He left almost no trace on this world.
and never uses too much of the illusory realm.
Occasionally, one or two letters would arrive at the Baiyu Jing Wine House. They always came from unknown addresses, and their contents were brief, containing snippets of information related to the Underworld—that they would eventually return to it someday, though that day was still far off.
When the Yellow River was reaping its harvest, Jiang Wang saw Zhuang Gaoxian's back. Though he was only at the Inner Palace Realm at the time, he already knew that one day he would be able to avenge himself.
Now that he is a renowned figure throughout the land, Zhuang Gaoxian's soul has been scattered for a long time, yet he still cannot see the throne of the White Bone Divine.
Throughout history, transcendence has been difficult to attain.
He had seen too many prodigies, stopping before their peak. This was destined to be a long journey.
"I heard that Yu Yuan's trial is over this time, and you're going to challenge Li Yi" While Jiang Wang was casually holding the Yanfu Sword Prison in his palm, pondering sword techniques, he asked Ji Zhaonan.
Ji Zhao nan was speechless: "How come you all know before I even leave"
He only told Wang Yi'wu about this!
"Zhong Xuan, follow what I said." Jiang Wang decisively sold out her coworker.
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Gan Chang'an also chimed in, "I heard it from Qin Zhizhen."
Ji Zhao nan casually flicked his gun, a flurry of sparks like snow: "You people from Tai Xu Pavilion hold meetings just like old men and women at the street corner, each with a plate of melon seeds and peanuts, cracking them while gossiping, eh"
Jiang Wang wanted to retort, but this was indeed the truth.
The Tai Xu Conference has never been formal; it's always been a chaotic mess, no better than a marketplace.
“This is what we call having life,” said Commissioner Jiang. “How did that saying go—Elder Gan”
"As the 'Ten Thousand Worlds Dharma' says, only those who can humble themselves are truly aware of humility!" Gan Chang’an readily chimed in: "Precisely because the members of Tai Xu Pavilion live a simple and austere life, close to the common people, they understand the suffering of all beings and ease the worries of the world! Tai Xu Pavilion has never been an ivory tower or just for show. Every brick and tile are built with the will and heart of the people. Every table and chair truly embodies reason and human nature. What the members chew on is not melon seeds and peanuts, but rather the myriad forms and flavors of life!"
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"Very good. Very insightful," said Jiang Ge yuan, expressing approval: "I have high hopes for you in the next term of Tai Xu Pavilion."
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Gan Chang'an leaned against a tree, his expression grim and his eyes sharp. He displayed the military bearing of a Qin Dynasty scout but in his subconscious ocean, he was giggling and saying, "Thank you in advance!"
Ji Zhao south was too lazy to listen to their double act, and strode forward.
Jiang Wang chased after a few steps, but he didn't say anything else. He wouldn't be arrogant enough to think he could advise Ji Zhao Nan on his life, even though he had judgments about winning and losing in his heart.
Ji Zhaonan suddenly asked, "How does Jiang Ge compare himself to Li Yi"
Jiang Wang pondered for a moment: “I am still looking at his back.”
Although Gan Chang'an's demeanor remained unaffected, a wild storm suddenly raged in her heart! Everyone knows Li Yiqiang, but no one knows that Li Yiqiang would become like this. All past legends about Li Yi are not as weighty as this single sentence. Because the person who said this was the recognized number one expert in the world.
Ji Zhao'nan laughed instead: “Don’t be so humble just to persuade me.”
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He is a person who has a clear understanding of himself and is absolutely confident in his judgment. He will not blindly follow anyone's opinion.
He looked back at Jiang Wang: "After the Battle of Tiansheng City last time, my master mentioned you, saying that this rabbit cub, Jiang Qingyang, don't look at him usually steady and mature, when he goes crazy, he's really different. He surpassed Dou Zhao and even arrogated over Chong Xuanzun—how could you, Jiang Qingyang, say such things"
“General, you seem to have misunderstood me. I’m not like those two who are so rude.” Jiang Wang didn't hesitate to step on the two men before carefully saying: “Li Yi is undoubtedly powerful. I once couldn’t even compare to him, but now seeing his back… it shows that he has been practicing diligently for many years without stopping. This is the result of his hard work and perseverance, something I am fortunate enough to witness.”
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"When he won the Grand Tournament, you were still at the Imperial Palace." Ji Zhaonan smiled and then asked, "If Li Yi had stood in front of you back then, in Tianjing City, what would you have done"
“This kind of thing won't happen.” Jiang Wang said, “We are all members of the Tai Xu Pavilion. I represent the Tai Xu Pavilion in doing things, and he will only support me.”
Ji Zhaonan had received his answer and strode forward through the snow: "I once thought that besides our brothers, there were no other prodigies in the world — after experiencing countless hardships, I realized that there were many talented individuals! Jiang Qingyang, back when we three rode out of Linzi, we all wanted to bring back the top prize for Qi. But even Chong Xuan Zun, met with Dou Zhao. I, on the other hand, held an empty spear and never had a chance to shine! Only you created history."
“At that time, I was watching you from below the stage and was happy for you. When it came to my turn and I couldn't get on stage, how could I not feel ashamed of myself In a life span of several decades, have I wasted this precious youth”
"I am not unaware of death. But a man doesn't speak lightly of it, a warrior must be ready for it. I rely on this spirit to become true, but after becoming true, can I let go of this spirit"
“Against Li Yi, I have no chance of victory. If it were a fight to the death, I would have less than half a chance of winning. I came to Yu Yuan this time to test myself and push that less than half a chance to half. This battle is not in vain.”
Dàqí's army god, Jiāng Mèngxióng, took in five disciples in his lifetime, two died and three survived.
Chen Zeqing inherited the military strategies of the God of War, while Wang Yiwu possessed the killing fist of the God of War. However, the elders in Linzi said that Ji Zhaonan most resembled the young God of War because he was the most ruthless.
Today, Gan Chang'an learns for the first time where the valiant are.
If you only have a 50% chance of winning, you dare to risk your life!
Jiang Wangdao: "You've done a lot of preparation."
Ji Zhaonan walked away with his gun, not looking back: "I have prepared three shots. One is the 'True無雙' you brought back from the Heavenly Jail world; one is the 'No Self' passed down by my master; and one is the accumulation of my years of fighting on the battlefield, my lifelong practice. I will use these three shots to face Li Yi, after three shots, life and death are both without regret."
"What's the name of the last shot" Jiang Wang asked.
"This is my home."
Jiang Wang then understood that Ji Zhaonan truly had made peace with death. The peerless Rao Bingzhang failed to return, and the Ji Zhaonan who had put down his sword and picked up the Shao Hua spear was going to carve out his final resting place with his gunpoint.
He inherited the unparalleled ambition of Bing Zhang, the fearless spirit of Qi Ren, and the indomitable courage of Jiang Meng Xiong.
This battle is a must.
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At that time, snowflakes were flying through the woods, and all sounds had ceased. Ji Zhaonan and Jiang Wang almost stopped at the same time.
They stood frozen, silently transmitting a single thought through their subconscious: "The big one is here."
Gan Chang'an flew low in the sky, his spiritual awareness spread across the ground, adopting the posture of a lone human prodigy hunting through the heavens.
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Ji Zhaonan and Jiang Wang walked through the snow without a trace. For the past ten days, they had completely concealed their whereabouts, erasing all traces with the Sanmai True Fire. They were waiting for a big catch.
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Winter chills to the bone, snow falls lightly a third.
Gan Chang'an pretended to be unaware, deliberately making his movements more concealed, as if approaching the Asura cavalry outside the forest. He adopted the posture of a predator to dispel suspicion and make that hidden yellow sparrow certain that it had targeted a mantis catching cicadas.
Then, at some point...
A gust of cold wind swept across the treetops.
A terrifying aura suddenly descended.
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The approaching Asura struck fiercely, emerging from the hazy figure in the wind. A semi-transparent hand shot out, grasping at Tian Gui Di Ze with ferocity and aiming for Gan Chang'an—
As the hand reached out, it was pierced by the blade. Blood splattered everywhere, and the crimson meridians were instantly highlighted, forming a grotesque shape with their tree-like patterns.
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This object has a hundred pupils, each one located at a crucial node along a meridian. This makes the meridians dance like flying tendrils, but they are quickly filled in by flesh and blood. The blood eyes also protrude outward.
With a hundred eyes wide open, the heaven and earth were instantly enveloped in thick fog.
Such a distinct characteristic is precisely what even the Hunter Tribe's reconnaissance riders and infamous Asura warrior - Ugo - possess nowadays.
He was still humanoid, but his tendons were bulging, his muscles rippling, and his bloodshot eyes were terrifying.
His palm was clearly pierced, but his body was pulling away from Jian Zhao'nan. His eyes could confound perception, and his voice was like the screech of an owl: "Good, very good. I knew it wouldn't be that simple!"
Ji Zhao'nan, clad in snow armor, flew through the mist. His figure was graceful and agile, with long arms and a slender waist. He seemed to embody "the beauty of a full bow," with the dense fog forming his backdrop. He appeared as if he were walking out of a painting.
"Isn't it a little late for you to know!"
Self-reflection--
Heaven and earth are like a dream, the future has arrived.
A brilliant beam of light, rotating and expanding, unleashed a furious killing intent that dispelled everything, including the Daoist mist, illuminating the snowfield.
It's not snow, it's a flash of gunfire!
Ugu's body was riddled with hundreds of eyes, almost half of them exploded!
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The foul pus burst open, but his form vanished. He melted into the gloom, unseen and unheard.
"Where are you going!"
Ji Zhaonan, his eyes bloodshot with rage, leaped into the air, a streak of light as he moved, driven solely by the desire to kill.
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Gan Chang'an raised his hand and shouted: "Stop, brother Ji! Don't pursue a defeated enemy!"
Fuming, impatient, and helpless, he could only follow Ji Zhao behind.
It is said that Wu Gu hid his presence and escaped into the wind, constantly turning in the old forest, but he couldn't shake off Ji Zhao Nan's pursuit. Occasionally, even when they fought from afar, he was firmly suppressed, making his escape a difficult ordeal for a long time. Finally, above a valley, Wu Gu clashed with Ji Zhao Nan, only to be blasted into the valley floor.
Yet at the moment it fell to the ground in despair, it suddenly turned back!
Fresh blood and pus flowed down his towering frame, making him a pitiful and gruesome sight. Yet, he glared ferociously at the descending Ji Zhao'nan, a cruel smirk twisting his lips: "Ji Zhao'nan—do you know that a man can be like a tiger, and a tiger can also be a man"
Ji Zhaonan gripped his spear tightly, showing the necessary caution: "Do you recognize me"
"Wu Gu laughed loudly: 'Are we still in ancient times To deal with despicable people, we can only use despicable means. Times have changed! I know you very well!'"
As his manic laughter echoed, three Asuras emerged from the valley mouth, from beneath the trees, from behind the rocks... One wielded dual swords with arrows that resembled flashing lightning. Another was clad in armor of bark and had eyes burning red. The last had a pointed, square head, and his arms were bone spears.
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They were like three towering walls, encircling this valley. Their powerful auras converged, surging like the sea.
It is clearly an ambush from the other side.
Gan Chang'an's hunting trips these days had long entered Wu Gudu's field of vision. He astutely judged that there must be an ambush behind Gan Chang'an. Therefore, he used himself as bait to set a trap.
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"This person is very beautiful, let us share her among ourselves." Ugo felt proud and ecstatic, transforming into a whirlwind as he rose: "I'll go pick up that lost little godling—"
A massive, furry claw descended from the sky.
The entire space emitted a mournful cry of unbearable weight.
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The whirlwind that had just leaped up was shattered in an instant, turning into the blood-spitting Uggu. He raised his head, horrified to see—
Beyond the valley, two statues of a towering five hundred meters in height appeared at an unknown time.
One is a demon ape, the other a celestial dragon.
They all bowed their heads and looked down, thus obscuring the sky above the valley. As if a great statue had existed in this valley since time immemorial.
And as Jiang Wang, sword hanging at his waist, slowly descended between the opposing demon ape and celestial dragon, he also stepped out of Ugu City, leaving behind all the deceitful experiences he had endured.
Jiang Wang followed him from beginning to end, while he remained oblivious throughout. His subconscious alertness had alerted him before his physical self was killed.
In the valley, there was a moment of utter silence. Even Ugo and the other three Asuras were unmoving.
"It seems you're not quite despicable enough yet." Ji Zhao nan shook his spear, baring his white teeth in a grin — "Now, who is surrounding whom"
I'll save some space for revisions.
By this stage, I feel really insecure. With over seven million words already written, it's so easy to mess everything up.
It's not the day to step on steel wires anymore.
> On the premise of ensuring quality, we will continue to develop and grow.…May the wind and rain be favorable, the mountains and rivers stable, heaven and earth peaceful, and all people safe!”It was as if he imagined it, but Jiang Wang seemed to hear a mournful cry.The Arha...