Chapter 23 Ruochen and Yuanchen

Yunwu Royal City, Ziyi Side Palace.

It had been several days since Zhang Ruochen's rebirth, and he was already familiar with his current situation.

The useless prince was not favored. A few days ago, he and the mother of this body, Concubine Lin, were driven out of the "Yu Shu Palace" and came to the "Zi Yi Side Hall".

Fortunately, with the help of the crystal stone given to him by Emperor Ming, he successfully opened the Divine Martial Seal at the sacrificial ceremony. Although he didn't know the grade, at least he had the opportunity to practice.

Zhang Ruochen clenched his weak hands and tried to calm himself down. It was as if he had returned to that early autumn morning eight hundred years ago, when he was a young boy asking his teacher for advice under the ancient tree.

"Teacher, why do you always ask me to practice these basic sword moves?
I have practiced quite well, and it is time to learn some finer sword techniques."

He remembered that the teacher simply closed the book in his hands and said earnestly, "Ruochen, as the saying goes, 'A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step; a river is formed by the accumulation of small streams; a good horse cannot reach ten steps in one leap; a slow horse can travel ten miles in ten days. Success comes from perseverance.' This is telling you that if you want to do something well, you need to persevere and work tirelessly to have a chance of success."

"But it's not that I don't want to work hard, I just want to use this energy to learn more sophisticated swordsmanship. With my talent, I am confident that I can master the lower-grade or even middle-grade ghost-level swordsmanship in the Tianji Realm. Wouldn't that be better?" Zhang Ruochen asked in return.

But the teacher just shook his head slightly and continued, "Do you think there's a lack of hardworking warriors in the world? In Shengming City alone, how many warriors are more hardworking than you?"

"But their lifetime achievements may not even reach one-tenth, or even one-hundredth, of what you have. Is it because they haven't worked hard enough?"

"No, it's because they're working in the wrong direction. Without guidance from renowned teachers and proper inheritance, they're working their way up from the ashes, and success is doomed to be rare."

Zhang Ruochen seemed to understand, but after some thought, he continued, "But how does this relate to you asking me to practice basic sword techniques?"

"Of course there is a connection. Ever since the Sword Ancestor pioneered the sword path and passed down the wordless sword manual in the Sword Pavilion, sword practitioners have been as numerous as crucian carp crossing the river. Over tens of millions of years, there are more than a million sword techniques in the world, each with its own characteristics. No one can guarantee that this sword technique is the most suitable for them."

"But no matter how things change, they still remain essentially the same. The most basic sword techniques are nothing more than stabbing, slashing, chopping, swiping, wrapping, and circling... just a few. If you can truly cultivate these basic sword techniques to the point of returning to their original simplicity, then even without a sword in hand, you'll be better off with one. There's no need for any sophisticated sword techniques."

"Now, you, relying on the compatible properties of your Five Elements Chaos Body, are naturally making rapid progress in practicing various sword techniques. But what if, in the future, you lose this talent and become an ordinary person?"

……

Zhang Ruochen came back to his senses from his memories, and a wry smile appeared on his lips.

"Teacher, teacher, I don't know if you are prophetic or if your words have come true, but now I have really become an ordinary person."

“A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step; a river is formed by the accumulation of small streams. Although the road ahead is long, as long as I keep moving forward, I will eventually reach you.”

"Chi Yao, wait for me. I will personally avenge you for this sword strike!"

Zhang Ruochen's eyes flushed red. He took a deep breath and used his finger as a sword, letting the sword follow his heart.

Under the night sky, a figure in white dances in the snow.

After a long time, he stopped, his breathing was slightly disordered, and his heart was already filled with shock.

He looked down at his white palms with distinct knuckles, as if he was laughing and crying.

"Teacher, I understand now. I finally understand. This is the real sword."

"I was wrong. I was wrong before..."

……

Emperor Jiemie looked up at the palace on the highest peak of the sky realm.

The seven realms of Shatuo, not counting the ancestral spirit realm that has become a battlefield of merit, should be six realms. Although that giant existence has been their neighbor for eight hundred years, he has not brought any substantial benefits to the cultivators in the Shatuo realm.

If it were the Guanghan Realm a hundred thousand years ago, perhaps one might still have the qualifications to go to the top of the holy mountain to worship. But now, even he, the secular emperor of the Guanghan Realm, standing here is like an ant looking at the blue sky.

"The battlefield of the Ancestral Spirit Realm is about to collapse. I'm afraid it won't be long before the Western Universe opens up the next battlefield of merit."

"With Guanghan Realm's current strength, can it win another Merit Battle?"

Emperor Jiemie was filled with worry, feeling that the future of Guanghan Realm was extremely bleak.

Beside him, Wu Zu and Jiuling Great Sage also sighed. The three of them were the only three great sages in the supreme realm in Guanghan Realm and were the overlords in the secular world.

The Great Sage Jiuling pondered for a long time before tentatively speaking, "I've heard the Tree God mention that a hundred thousand years ago, there was a connection between the Unruly Divine Lord and the Guanghan Realm. If the Unruly Divine Lord is willing to step forward to protect the Guanghan Realm, then the Guanghan Realm will naturally be safe."

Wu Zu and Emperor Jiemie were slightly startled when they heard this, and looked at each other, obviously knowing about this as well.

"A hundred thousand years ago, the Moon Goddess was the most powerful goddess in Heaven, and naturally, she was pursued by countless gods. Although Wudao Divine Lord was rumored to be one of them, the Moon Goddess has disappeared for a hundred thousand years. Unless she returns, this will be difficult to achieve." "Besides, the Guanghan Realm has been able to survive until today thanks to the secret assistance of War God Bian Zhuang. If they offend War God Bian Zhuang in order to please Wudao Divine Lord, the Guanghan Realm will truly be doomed."

As an emperor of his generation, Emperor Jiemie naturally has extraordinary insights and a broad perspective, and knows who the real backer of Guanghan Realm is.

"Ugh……"

The Great Sage Jiuling sighed helplessly, his gaze fixed on the divine light in the distance that came from outside the heavens and headed straight for the top of the holy mountain.

"Another ancient god came to visit, the Golden Tungsten Divine Ship, seems to be the ancient god of the Zhouhai from the Temple of Light?"

The Golden Tungsten Divine Ship stopped outside the palace. The Ancient God of the Universe Sea straightened his robe and bowed respectfully towards the palace. After receiving a reply from the divine mind, he walked into the gate with the young man behind him.

……

Chen Ping raised his eyes slightly, looking at the ancient god of Zhouhai who was respectfully standing in the audience and the young man in white who was kneeling on the ground, his tone was a little playful.

"You mean to leave the Goddess's grandson with me?

Zhou Hai, when did my palace become a shelter?

"Little gods don't dare!"

The ancient god of Zhouhai hurriedly explained.

“To be honest with you, God, it was actually Princess Shenba who asked me to send her only grandson to you, God, in the hope that you could protect him.

The Divine Lord should be aware of the princess's current situation. Yuanchen is her only descendant, so please take him in."

Chen Ping felt bored upon hearing this. He closed his eyes slightly and said calmly, "What does Shenba's situation have to do with me? This is the grudge between your Heaven Realm and Kunlun Realm.

I don't like noise, I don't care who sent you, please leave."

The ancient god of Zhouhai was suddenly a little flustered and wanted to explain, but he saw that Chen Ping had closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. He did not dare to disturb him for fear of angering him.

"The little god is leaving!"

He grabbed the kneeling young man, respectfully walked out of the palace gate, and walked all the way down the mountain.

Then he threw the young man to the ground with an ugly look on his face.

"I brought you here to seek an opportunity for you. Do you know how many people in this world want to step into that gate on the top of the mountain?
If your grandmother hadn't had some connection with that person, how could you, a mere Saint King, have the chance to meet that person?"

The young man kept his head down, his face pale, as if he had been suppressing his emotions for too long and finally couldn't help but speak.

“But he told us to back off.”

"That means Shenba is not as important in this person's heart as he imagines." The ancient god Zhouhai chuckled and shook his head slightly.

It was just an attempt. He just wanted to use Yin Yuanchen's identity to get in touch with the God of No Way. Since the plan failed, he could only report back to Shang Zu and Yu Dongxuan and make other plans.

"Let's go. I'll take you back to Tongtian Temple."

"Ancient God, I want to stay."

The young man's voice suddenly sounded, startling the Ancient God of Zhouhai.

"You want to change the will of a giant in the divine realm? Hehe~"

"From the moment the Ancient God brought me out of Tongtian Temple, I can no longer go back. Xuanyi True God will not allow me, a relative who has brought shame upon him, to appear before him again. I beg the Ancient God to let me stay."

Yin Yuanchen knelt on the ground and bowed to the ancient god of Zhouhai.

There was a gleam in the eyes of the ancient god Zhou Hai. Judging from Xuan Yi's style of doing things, if Yin Yuanchen went back, he would definitely not have a good ending.

It not only made Xuan Yi lose face, but also brought no benefits to the Heaven Realm. There is probably only one ending.

"If you want to stay, then stay."

(End of this chapter)

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