Chen Jiuyang’s martial arts aura was rapidly declining.
“Thick Earth Carries All.”
Where Chen Jiuyang stood, flowers bloomed, vegetation grew wildly, and birds chirped joyfully.
The sinister feeling that had previously clung to him was swiftly fading.
The Yan Sheng Saber grew even more astonished: “The third Saber Master is expelling the impurities of life and fortune from his body.”
“This is even more astonishing than the first Saber Master!”
Immediately after, the Yan Sheng Saber found its own form changing. Its once incomparably sharp blade was slowly dulling. Its spiritual essence remained undiminished, leaving only the tip of the blade with a sliver of sharpness.
“This is the modified Yan Sheng Technique, completely devouring a person’s life source and fortune, only consuming the life source and fortune that has no impact on the Saber Master…”
Chen Jiuyang was in enlightenment, undergoing transformation. The Yan Sheng Saber, through Chen Jiuyang, also sensed its own changes.
The Yan Sheng Technique and the Yan Sheng Saber were originally one. If the Yan Sheng Technique changed, then it would change. It was not enough to be called a spirit saber or spirit sword just because it gained spiritual essence and intelligence.
Spirit is the change of all things.
“No, it’s more than that, it’s even more refined.”
A person possesses national fortune, clan fortune, and sect fortune. Chen Jiuyang modified the Yan Sheng Technique to only devour a person’s own fortune and life source.
“Fire carries Qi, Metal carries the body, Earth carries matter, Water carries life, Wood carries spirit.”
“All things are divided into five elements, and the five elements are also within a person.”
“Indeed, the Earth Realm is the true foundation for embarking on the path of cultivation.”
“Though all things in heaven and earth are divided, they are also one.”
“I have integrated and improved the five methods, using the original five methods as the foundation of my Dao.”
“Embracing metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, my Dao can be called – Yuan Dao.”
What is Yuan?
Life and death are a cycle, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth are a cycle, cause and effect, beginning and end, completeness is called – Yuan!
The character Yuan, since ancient times, has meant the origin of all things, the fundamental meaning.
The ancient book "Yi · Qian Gua" records: "Qian, Yuan, Heng, Li, Zhen."
The ancient book "Zi Hua Zi · Da Dao" records: "Yuan is everywhere. If a person can guard Yuan, Yuan will guard them; if a person does not guard Yuan, Yuan will abandon them.”
“Such terrifying comprehension…” The Yan Sheng Saber was utterly terrified by Chen Jiuyang’s comprehension.
In just a few days, he had improved five methods and Dao, and integrated them into his newly formed Dao.
Moreover, from the Yan Sheng Saber’s perspective, it could not even determine the depth of Chen Jiuyang’s ‘Yuan Dao’.
Chen Jiuyang slowly opened his eyes. His previously crew-cut hair had grown back into a head of black, waterfall-like long hair. Birds sang and flowers bloomed around him, with hundreds of magpies circling him, unwilling to leave.
His mind was free of distractions, his gaze clear, his eyes as bright as stars, yet his demeanor was like that of an ordinary person. The Yan Sheng Saber could not even sense any martial arts cultivation on Chen Jiuyang, as if he were just a commoner.
But the vast true qi within Chen Jiuyang, and his terrifying, saint-like blood qi, were undeniable.
The Yan Sheng Saber did not know how strong Xi Butui was, but if he was merely an Earth Realm Grandmaster, he would undoubtedly die at Chen Jiuyang’s hands!
Chen Jiuyang’s calm voice sounded, “Yan Sheng Saber, how many days have passed?”
Yan Sheng Saber: “Saber Master, three days have passed. Tomorrow is the fifteenth of November.”
A faint smile curved Chen Jiuyang’s lips, “Since that is the case, it is time to set out for the appointment.”
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Between Ziyang County and Fengcheng lie countless mountains, among which is a mountain over a thousand meters high named ‘Jianfeng Mountain’.
Chen Jiuyang’s last known whereabouts were entering the mountains and wilderness between Ziyang County and Fengcheng.
Xi Butui sneered upon learning that Chen Jiuyang had gone berserk and his martial arts cultivation had regressed.
Many, including himself, believed that Chen Jiuyang might not dare to fight Xi Butui to the death due to his declining martial arts cultivation.
Xi Butui decided to personally station himself at Jianfeng Mountain and then had the Six Doors use helicopter privileges to scatter countless flyers throughout the mountains, designating Jianfeng Mountain as the battleground.
Xi Butui also widely invited martial arts experts from all sides to witness the event.
At least seventy percent of the martial artists in Feng Province had come to Jianfeng Mountain, with thousands of people gathered inside and out, along with martial arts champions from various provinces and regions of Long Country also coming to observe.
Xi Butui had seized the initiative, intending to trap Chen Jiuyang at Jianfeng Mountain, and had dispatched numerous personnel into Jianfeng Mountain to search for Chen Jiuyang’s whereabouts.
Chen Jiuyang’s faction was also extremely anxious. Hundreds of people from the Chen family of Shu Mountain had mobilized and gone to Fengcheng, entering the mountains to search for Chen Jiuyang’s whereabouts. The Han family of Suhang had also dispatched hundreds of clan members to Fengcheng, entering the mountains to search. Yao Qianhe had instructed over a thousand employees of the Yao family to put down their work and enter the mountains to search for him. The Lin family had also sent people.
All factions were currently extremely concerned about Chen Jiuyang’s whereabouts and condition.
Some ordinary people, unaware of the truth, also joined the crowds at Jianfeng Mountain.
The head of the Chen family, Elder Han, Marquis Fenghan, Yao Zixuan, Qiu Yihan, Lin Yuexian, and others went to Jianfeng Mountain to wait.
One reason was to prevent Xi Butui from making a sneak attack, and the other was that the Third Prince of Long Country, Zhou Fangzun, had personally arrived at Jianfeng Mountain with his princess, forcing them to treat the matter with caution.
Previously, when Zhou Fangzun had used nine gold plaques to try and force Chen Jiuyang to his death, he had not appeared. This time, he had traveled beyond the borders of Long Country to the inland city of Fengcheng. It was evident that he intended to personally witness Chen Jiuyang’s death before his eyes to feel at ease.
When he had previously used his nine gold plaques to force Chen Jiuyang to his death, the Princess of Zhennan had seen Chen Jiuyang’s corpse. Even in such a situation, Chen Jiuyang had escaped, faked his death, and revived, which was undoubtedly a slap in the face to Zhou Fangzun.
The grand decree of the nine gold plaques had been widely publicized throughout Long Country, yet Chen Jiuyang had still survived, which had somewhat tarnished Zhou Fangzun’s reputation.
Tens of thousands of people gathered at Jianfeng Mountain, making the surrounding area overcrowded and bustling.
As time ticked by, Chen Jiuyang still had not appeared. Many people were making noise and mocking:
“Could it be that Chen Jiuyang is afraid and dare not show up?”
“This little bastard Chen Jiuyang has now obtained the position of Marquis Xuanyang, and can be a local emperor in a small rural area. He certainly wouldn’t want to come and die.”
“His battle with Xi Butui is on November fifteenth. If he drags past that date and refuses to honor it, who can do anything to him?”
Upon hearing this, the head of the Chen family, Marquis Fenghan, and others’ faces flushed red, their eyes filled with humiliation.
Qiu Yihan, her expression as cold as frost, stepped forward and said coldly, “Who was that just now?”
“It was me, what are you going to do about it?” A ferocious-looking Zhou Wushuang, the heir of the Prince of Zhennan, who had been secretly attacked by Chen Jiuyang in Suhang, walked out.
Although he had survived by consuming the Nine Revolutions Golden Elixir, Chen Jiuyang’s hidden hand was not easily resolved, and it had left some lingering side effects.
Qiu Yihan’s beautiful eyes were icy, “Do you dare to fight me and mind your own filthy mouth?”
Zhou Wushuang sized up Qiu Yihan, a lecherous glint in his eyes, and then slowly said, “Who is afraid of whom?”
Qiu Yihan’s cultivation was significantly lower than his, making her easy to defeat. This woman was exquisite; after defeating her, he would take her to his bed for some fun.