"That's right!" Song shi gritted his teeth as a cold glint flashed across his eyes.
"Heavenly Impartation of Mentor's Calligraphy?" Zhang Xuan was taken aback for a moment before he nodded.
Having read all of Mingshi Tang's books in the Qingyuan Empire Master Teacher Academy, he already had a clear understanding of such duels.
Normal Impartation of Heaven's Will would require a certain number of cultivators to conduct a lecture within a limited period of time so as to assess their affinity with one another. The higher the affinity, the better the result.
The Heavenly Impartation of Mentor's Calligraphy wasn't too different from the Heavenly Impartation of a Mentor's Calligraphy. The only difference was that the Brush of Heavenly Impartation was a tool!
The Brush of Heavenly Impartation was neither a Saint artifact nor a Spirit artifact. Instead, it was a unique artifact that had been infused with the will of a master teacher. It was able to discern the language of a master teacher, and as long as it was in line with the profundities of the great dao, it would automatically record down the profundities of the master teacher's words.
If other cultivators were to observe the words recorded by it, they would be able to listen to the Impartation of Heaven's Will personally, thus speeding up their cultivation.
Of course, the words would completely disappear after one look.
There were two reasons why it was the most difficult duel of the Impartation of Heaven's Will.
Firstly, the Brush of Heavenly Impartation of Heaven's Impartation of Heaven's Will was already a common occurrence for it. In order to make the Brush of Heavenly Impartation of Heaven's Will work, the knowledge that it imparts must be unique and unique.
Secondly, it was extremely taxing on one's Soul Depth, far surpassing that of a lecture from a master teacher. Under normal circumstances, a single word from a master teacher would cost a master teacher a Soul Depth.
Many 7-star pinnacle master teachers found themselves unable to move the Brush of Heavenly Impartation even after a single lecture. Even quasi 8-star master teachers were unable to lift their Brush of Heavenly Impartation at all. Ten words was their limit as well.
"Heavenly Impartation of Mentor's Calligraphy. Every time you execute it, your state of mind will be severely damaged. Are you sure you want to compete in this?"
Yao shi Tian's expression turned ugly when she heard that the competition was actually like this. Making the Brush of Heavenly Impartation write on its own was extremely taxing on one's mental state. The slightest mistake could cause one's mental state to collapse, and one's many years of cultivation would be destroyed in a single day. Thus, this kind of competition was not only difficult, it was also dangerous.
"Yes!" Song shi replied resolutely.
"This …" Yao shi paused for a moment before turning to look at Zhang Xuan. "Zhang Shi, what do you think? If you think it's too difficult, you can reject it! "
After saying those words, he sent a telepathic message to Zhang Xuan.
"Song shi has studied the Heavenly Impartation of Mentor's Calligraphy, and he has even created a good result in the 'Eight Characters'. You have never come into contact with the Brush of Heavenly Impartation before.
Since no one had ever tried moving the Brush of Heavenly Impartation before, and they didn't know the rules of the Brush of Heavenly Impartation, almost no one could succeed.
The reason why Song shi dared to challenge the Qianchong Empire was because he possessed the Brush of Heavenly Impartation, and he had created a record of 'Eight Characters' in the past.
Ten was the limit of a quasi 8-star master teacher. Even in the Qianchong Empire, those who could achieve eight characters could be considered as one of the best.
It could be said that this challenge was extremely beneficial to him, but for Zhang Shi, it was extremely difficult.
"No need, I'll take this one!"
Knowing that the other party meant well, Zhang Xuan nodded to express his gratitude.
It was just the Heavenly Impartation of Mentor's Calligraphy. Even though Zhang Xuan had never come into contact with it before, it should not be too difficult.
"Alright!"
Seeing the nonchalant look on Zhang Xuan's face, Yao shi shook her head. With a flick of her wrist, a golden brush appeared before everyone and floated quietly in the air.
The brush was around a chi long, and there was no ink on its surface. Scanning it with one's Spiritual Perception, one could feel the unique aura of a master teacher emanating from it.
"This is the Brush of Heavenly Impartation. Who wants to go first?"
With a tap of her finger, the brush floated quietly between the duo.
"Since Song shi was the one who suggested the duel, I'll let him go first!"
Zhang Xuan said modestly.
He had read through the records of the Heavenly Impartation of Mentor's Calligraphy, but he had never tried it himself, so he wasn't too sure about the rules. Thus, it was better to let the other party go first.
"Alright!"
Song shi walked up to Yao shi, and his eyebrows shot up as his mouth began moving.
He didn't make any sound, but he used his zhenqi telepathy instead.
"If you use zhenqi telepathy, your Impartation of Heaven's Will will be more effective. It'll be easier for you to move the Brush of Heavenly Impartation …"
Fearing that Zhang Xuan wouldn't understand, Yao shi discreetly sent a telepathic message to him.
Zhang Xuan nodded in response.
Teaching a single person and teaching a group of people were two completely different concepts.
It was similar to tutoring. If a teacher were to deal with a single person, the effect would be better. If the teacher were to deal with multiple people at once, the effect would be worse.
Through zhenqi telepathy, Song shi's strength would be more focused.
Song shi's mouth opened and closed as he spoke nonstop. It didn't take long for his forehead to be covered in sweat.
However, the brush before him remained motionless, as if it had been nailed to the air.
Zhang Xuan extended his Spiritual Perception into the brush, and he could sense that Song shi's Soul Depth was swiftly plummeting.
Hu!
After an unknown period of time, the stationary brush abruptly shook. With a slight twist, a massive character appeared in the air.
Impartation of Void!
It was not a language that Zhang Xuan was familiar with, nor was it the language of the Otherworldly Demonic Tribe or the Beast Tribe. Instead, it was a language that he had never seen before. While he had no idea what it was, with just a glance, he seemed to be able to understand the meaning behind it.
"Just sweep your Spiritual Perception over it, and you'll be able to learn it. However, as soon as you sweep your Spiritual Perception over it, the words will vanish …"
Yao shi instructed telepathically.
Heavenly Impartation of Mentor's Calligraphy was a type of Impartation of Heaven's Will. It allowed one to drive one's zhenqi automatically, and as long as one's Spiritual Perception came into contact with it, one would be able to cultivate uncontrollably. However, it was a single-use item. No matter how incredible the cultivation technique was, it could only be shown to one person once.
It could be said that it was a stored copy of Impartation of Heaven's Will that could be carried around or gifted to others.
This was precisely the reason why it was so valuable that it was practically impossible to buy it.
As the first character appeared, cold sweat began to pour down Song shi's forehead. Following which, the second, third, and fourth characters appeared …
As the number of characters increased, Song shi's face grew paler and paler. It seemed like his Soul Depth was already reaching its limit.
A quasi 8-star master teacher's Soul Depth was above 23, so it was impossible for him to exhaust his Soul Depth in a single go. If he were to do so, it would result in his soul collapsing, and inner demons would be born.
Under normal circumstances, his Soul Depth would be below 15.
Activating his Eye of Insight, Zhang Xuan took a closer look. As the number of characters increased, Song shi's body began to sway more and more violently, and his Primordial Spirit seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
It was fortunate that he had overcome four lightning tribulations, or else he would have already succumbed to the pressure.
"Six, seven, eight … I've already reached eight characters. I've already reached his previous record …"
Ten minutes later, eight characters were floating quietly in the air, emanating a unique glow.
'Eight characters' was Song shi's highest record, but this was already his limit. His body began to sway uncontrollably, and it looked like he would collapse at any moment. At the same time, his face had also turned as pale as a sheet of paper.
"If you continue on like this, you might … inflict severe damage to your body."
Seeing that Song shi had no intention of stopping, Zhang Xuan frowned.
Regardless of whether it was Impartation of Heaven's Will or cultivation, one had to know one's limits well. If one were to exceed the limits of one's body, it would result in irreparable damage.
As a Seven Star pinnacle physician, Zhang Xuan had a deep understanding of one's body. If he were to continue on like this, he might just be able to surpass his limits and achieve results that he had never been able to achieve before.
However, the damage to his body would be permanent, and this was especially so for his Soul Depth. There was a good chance that he would be unable to advance any further in the future.
To a master teacher, being unable to raise his Soul Depth was equivalent to being stuck at quasi 8-star for the rest of his life.
Hu! Hu! Hu!
Even though Song shi's complexion had turned incredibly awful, he still showed no signs of stopping. All of a sudden, he spurted a mouthful of blood, and he seemed to have aged several times over.
Huala!
The brush swayed in the air for a moment before writing the final character.
Peng!
After that, Song shi seemed to have exhausted all of his strength, and he collapsed to the ground. His vision darkened, and he fainted.
"Sigh, why bother? Why bother? "
Seeing how Song shi had exhausted all of his strength in order to achieve victory, Zhang Xuan shook his head with a bitter smile.
To pay such a heavy price in a fit of pique … that fellow sure was stubborn.
Walking up to Song shi, Zhang Xuan placed his finger on Song shi's acupoints and discreetly infused a surge of zhenqi into his body. Only then did Song shi slowly open his eyes.
"You …"
Gritting his teeth, Song shi struggled to his feet with a livid face. "There's no need for you to fawn over me. I won't appreciate your kindness …"
"I don't need your kindness!"
Zhang Xuan shook his head.
Saving Song shi was only a matter of honor as a master teacher. It was meaningless to him whether he had done it or not.
After waking up, Song shi swallowed a pill, and his complexion recovered slightly. He turned to Yao shi and said, "Yao shi, I have completed the Heavenly Impartation of Mentor's Calligraphy.
"You have written a total of nine characters. Even though you haven't broken the record of ten characters for quasi 8-star master teachers, it's still a feat rarely seen in a hundred years!"
Yao shi nodded.
Nine characters might not mean much among 8-star master teachers, but among quasi 8-star master teachers, Song shi was definitely the cream of the crop. Even the pavilion master of the Qianchong Empire Master Teacher Pavilion might not be a match for him.
"Thank you for your testimony, Yao shi!"
Seeing that the other party had acknowledged the result, Song shi turned to Zhang Xuan and said, "Zhang shi, let's begin!"
"Alright!"
Zhang Xuan nodded.
He had seen how Song shi had executed the Heavenly Impartation of Mentor's Calligraphy earlier, so he had already grasped the method of the Impartation of Heaven's Will.
Very soon, Zhang Xuan walked up to the floating Brush of Heavenly Impartation of Mentor's Calligraphy, and with his hands behind his back, he sent a telepathic message over as well.
The brush was initially swaying in the air, but along with Zhang Xuan's telepathic message, it suddenly froze on the spot, as if it had been nailed to the ground.
"It has already been an hour, so why hasn't there been any movement at all?"
"Indeed. Could it be that none of Zhang Shi's words have been acknowledged?"
"If that's the case, we're in deep trouble …"
Even after waiting for an hour, there was still no movement from the brush. Everyone stared at one another in bewilderment.
Given how long it had been, Song shi should have written around seven to eight characters already.
Why was there no movement from Zhang Shi at all?
Could it be that … he had failed?
(Thank you to book friend, Mingxi, for your 100,000 yuan tip. On the 1st, Laoya will head to Shanghai to participate in the Writer's Salon, and he'll only be back on the 10th. It's impossible for him to add more chapters for the time being. I'll make up for it when he returns. Sigh, I'll try my best to keep updating! If I keep updating, everyone will have to give me monthly votes! I wrote the first two chapters today at 4.30 am, and I'll have to spend the entire day under the sun! Wuwuwuwuwu!)
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