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Chapter 154

Words:2433Update:22/06/20 04:48:11

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Jiang He was rather taken aback.

The Boundary of Wills was something only rank-nine could grasp. Grasping it meant that every martial artist's moves would contain the might of the world, greatly increasing their ability.

For example, when Third Elder of the Sky Demon Cult unleashed his full power, even the air itself seemed to be burning. Moreover, his fists and palms carried the frightening power of Fire Will, and if Jiang He had not worn the Dark Golden Combat Armor, the one who would have died that night would not have been Third Elder but Jiang He.

Closing his eyes, Jiang He carefully extended his senses.

Then, he left the yard and went outside, taking out his Dragon-Slaying Saber to test his blade technique.

Whoosh!

The sound of a blade pierced the air as he swung his blade.

It was just an ordinary slash, without the use of the Ninefold Thunder Blade Secret Manual, but this slash produced lightning arcs. When the blade slashed down, there were even crackling sounds in the air.

He swung his blade again!

Jiang He swung his blade dozens of times, drawing more and more Thunder Will to him, and even his normal slashes could produce the effect of the First Fold of the Ninefold Thunderblade.

After a long time, Jiang He sheathed his blade.

He stood where he was, pondering.

"Thunder Will?"

"I really comprehended the Concept of Thunder? But I'm just rank-eight pinnacle, and I haven't reached the legendary epiphany or instant enlightenment from observing lightning. How could I have grasped it out of the blue? "

"It would be fine if it's Thunder Will, but if it's not, could something have gone wrong with my cultivation?"

Being a martial arts newbie who had only been exposed to martial arts for a month and was cultivating blindly without anyone to guide him, Jiang He was very nervous and worried.

"Should I make a call and ask?"

"It seems that I'm unlucky. Commander Chen Jingzhou is the only rank-nine martial artist I know who's still alive. Both Third Elder and Sixth Elder of the Sky Demon Cult are dead."

"Chen Jingzhou is a rank-nine martial artist who grasped Sword Will, and would definitely know more about this."

Jiang He whipped out his phone and found Chen Jingzhou's number from his contact list, but decided not to call him after some thought.

After all …

He was not that close to Chen Jingzhou.

His fingertips touched the screen of his phone and he looked at the few names in the phone book. Suddenly, his eyes moved and fell on the number named "Old Cheng".

"Old Cheng, Cheng Dongfeng!"

"That's right. Cheng Dongfeng is a disciple of the Eight Trigrams School, and he even received guidance from the founder of the Eight Trigrams School. He must be very knowledgeable!"

He dialed the number, and Cheng Dongfeng soon answered, laughing out loud. "Why did you call me today, Jiang He?"

"Master Cheng, are you available now?"

Jiang He's voice was rather subdued since asking someone else for advice would easily show his lack of martial arts knowledge, and it was reasonable that he was a little embarrassed. "Well, I've run into a little problem in cultivation recently, and I have something to ask you."

Meanwhile, Cheng Dongfeng was having his lunch at a restaurant in Lingzhou City.

Lingzhou City had been unusually peaceful recently, with not many cases of Ferals attacking the villagers. Moreover, with many villagers from nearby villages moving into the city base, the work of the various departments of the Martial Arts Department (MAD) had become much easier.

On top of that, Assistant Zhou's trip to Lingzhou City really did solve Cheng Dongfeng's' housing 'problem. He paid 10 million out of his own pocket to buy a large apartment for Cheng Dongfeng, and it was the duplex type.

In a great mood, Cheng Dongfeng, who had always been stingy, took the initiative to treat Duan Tianhe, Mu Wanqiu, Wu Yueru, and the others to lunch.

Chen Jingzhou was not at the table, however. He had returned to Yuzhen because something had come up.

Everyone promptly quieted down when they heard that it was Jiang He who called, and all of them listened.

Cheng Dongfeng had been a little nervous at first … Who knew what was going on when the old man suddenly called?

Still, he promptly puffed out his chest and sat boldly when he heard Jiang He's words. Leaning back on his chair, he deliberately turned on the loudspeaker and smiled. "You've asked the right person, Jiang He. I, Cheng Dongfeng, might be a rank-seven grandmaster in martial arts, but not even an average rank-eight could match my vision."

"Eh?"

Jiang He appeared rather disappointed. "Just rank-eight? Well, how much do you know about rank-nine, Master Cheng? "

"What?"

"Are you looking down on me?"

Cheng Dongfeng smiled faintly. "Rank-nine martial artists are also divided into four tiers: novice, intermediate, advanced, and pinnacle. However, rank-nine combat ability is not measured by tiers alone. For example, a rank-nine novice martial artist who grasped the Boundary of Wills would not lose out to a rank-nine advanced, and could even fight a rank-nine pinnacle martial artist who had yet to grasp the Boundary of Wills."

Everyone else in the private room nodded.

That was common knowledge in martial arts, and everyone was naturally aware of it since they were not weaklings.

However, Jiang He's surprised voice could be heard from the other end of the call.

"Are rank-nine martial artists who grasped the Boundary of Wills that powerful? But … I don't feel that the Sky Demon Cult's Sixth Elder or Third Elder are that powerful. "

"…"

Cheng Dongfeng's smile stiffened. His hand shook and he almost dropped his phone.

Then, Jiang He said, "Master Cheng, you just mentioned that rank-nine novice martial artists who grasped the Boundary of Wills could match rank-nine pinnacle martial artists who had yet to grasp the Boundary of Wills … are rank-nine pinnacle martial artists that trash? Even rank-nine novice martial artists could grasp the Boundary of Wills. "

Cheng Dongfeng was blue with shock and at a loss for words. "Do you think the Boundary of Wills is cabbage? I'm just giving you an example. In truth, rank-nine novice martial artists who grasped the Boundary of Wills are rarer than phoenix feathers and qilin horns, and there are many who have been stuck at rank-nine pinnacle for years without grasping the Boundary of Wills … those who could grasp the Boundary of Wills at rank-nine intermediate or advanced are all prodigies. "

"Is that so? Then, could rank-eight martial artists grasp the Boundary of Wills? "

Jiang He sounded even more dejected at that.

Cheng Dongfeng said decisively without even thinking, "It's theoretically possible, but it's simply impossible. At the very least, I've never heard of anyone grasping the Boundary of Wills at rank-eight, and such a thing has never happened even in the Old Martial Era … Eh?"

Even before he finished, Jiang He could vaguely hear Jiang He cursing before hanging up.

Cheng Dongfeng put away his phone, utterly confused. Then, when he saw everyone staring at him, a bold idea occurred to him, and he quietly said, "Say, do you think Jiang He would suddenly ask about the Boundary of Wills because he has ascended up to rank-nine and is ready to grasp the Boundary of Wills?"

Everyone laughed.

Duan Tianhe could not help saying, "Old Cheng … do you believe that yourself?"

"Jiang He only ascended after returning from Mount Helan, didn't he? It is said that he consumed some floral spirit that improves his cultivation and reached rank-seven advanced … but even if he was riding a rocket, could he ascend from rank-seven advanced to rank-nine in a matter of days? "

Duan Tianhe shook his head and chuckled. "Moreover, grasping the Boundary of Wills is even more impossible. How could a rank-seven advanced like him grasp the Boundary of Wills? From what I know of Jiang He, he must have thought of it out of nowhere, which is why he called to ask. "

"That's true."

Cheng Dongfeng nodded, finding that it made sense.



Jinyintan Village.

Jiang He was sitting on the sofa in the living room of his mansion at Jiang He's house, looking confused.

Was that for real?

There was no way anyone below rank-nine could grasp the Boundary of Wills?

"No … Cheng Dongfeng has always liked to exaggerate, and he even said that it was an unachievable martial arts myth for a rank-six to turn the tables on a rank-seven … but when I was rank-six, the number of rank-sevens, rank-eights, and even rank-nines who died by my hand reached double digits."

Jiang He's mind suddenly lit up as he realized the crux of the matter.

"Grasping the Boundary of Wills of Thunder out of nowhere?"

"Wrong, I've got it all wrong!"

"I only grasped the Boundary of Wills of Thunder Wills because I cultivated the Ninefold Thunderblade … as for why … could it be because the third fold of the Ninefold Thunderblade was too profound, and after I cultivated it up to mastery with Farm Points, I naturally grasped the Boundary of Thunder Wills by force?"

Perhaps that was really the case.

Still, Jiang He was left with a bad taste in his mouth.

Leaving aside the setbacks when he ascended without any barriers, how did he grasp the Boundary of Wills without even realizing it?

Was there any fun in cultivating like that?

After lunch, Jiang He went upstairs to sleep until seven in the evening, when Sora had just finished preparing dinner …

After dinner, Jiang He was about to go for a walk outside for some fresh air when his phone rang.

It was Mu Wanqiu.

"Jiang He, I've contacted the Lin clan of Sichuan. Lin Tianzheng is at Jiangnan right now, and even the unconscious Elder Lin was brought there. He said that he would leave early tomorrow morning, and bring the Orirocks to trade with you for treasures that increase longevity and detoxify poison."

"Jiangnan?"

Jiang He thought about it …

Since he had to make a trip to Jiangnan anyway to bother that Black King Drake or whatnot and collect the materials needed to level up his farm, he promptly said, "Forget it, I won't trouble him. I happen to have something to do at Jiangnan anyway, and I'll leave tomorrow. I'll trade with him there then."

(PS: Third update. I have something to do during the day tomorrow, so update at night.)

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