In that carriage at the end of the street, the official was still recording, writing on a piece of paper, "According to the information and analysis of Xunyang City, Su Li should have taught Chen Changsheng three sword styles. One of them can help him burst forth with true essence for a short period of time, possessing immense power. It was originally believed that he would use this technique, but unexpectedly, Zhou Ziheng's level was too low and was unable to force out this technique.
There was another official in the carriage, also from the Department for Purging Officials. On the side, he added, "It might be because Chen Changsheng's dagger was too sharp."
The official holding the brush fell silent for a few moments, then said somewhat uncertainly, "But that dagger clearly has no ripples of Qi. Just being sharp is enough?"
The official also could not be sure. Besides those legendary divine weapons, what other sword could so easily pierce through the body of a Star Condensation expert?
At this moment, the street was very quiet. Everyone's gazes rested on the dagger in Chen Changsheng's hand.
This dagger seemed very ordinary, but everyone knew that this dagger was definitely not as ordinary as it seemed.
The right hand of the painter from the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets that held the brush faintly trembled. For a very long time, he did not finish his third sketch.
He was already shocked to the extreme. It must be known that the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets was in charge of evaluating the Tier of Legendary Weapons, so his eyes were naturally not ordinary. With just a glance, he could tell that Chen Changsheng's dagger was extraordinary.
Yes, this dagger had no ripples of Qi, only sharpness.
But any object, when developed to the extreme, would be extremely terrifying.
If a dagger was sharp to an unimaginable degree, what need would there be for other external objects? It wouldn't even need the support of divine Qi.
What shocked him even more was that Chen Changsheng's dagger was clearly not an old object.
"Stainless …" The painter from the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets thought in shock, "Could it be that this year's Tier of Legendary Weapons is finally going to have a new name appear?"
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The result of the battle in front of the Orthodox Academy very quickly spread to every corner of the capital. Tianhai Chenwu sat on the top floor of Clear Lake Restaurant, gazing at the scenery of the lake and mountains outside the restaurant. He suddenly felt rather annoyed, but what sort of powerful figure was he? In just a few moments, he gathered his thoughts and calmly thought, So he already has the strength to surpass cultivation levels and kill. Then I'll just continue. My Tianhai clan is the master of the four seas, with countless experts submitting to us. I really want to see just how long the Orthodox Academy can rely on this young principal to last.
Then he looked at his subordinates kneeling in front of the room and said with a smile, "I don't want to eat anymore. Finish all the dishes on the table. Don't waste them."
That subordinate raised his head in shock and looked at the dozens of dishes on the table, as well as the incomparably huge plate of blue lobster. He thought in horror, how could he finish all of this?
Tianhai Chenwu's smile faded as he stood up and walked out of Clear Lake Restaurant. As he passed by that subordinate, he expressionlessly said, "If you can't finish it, your entire family can forget about living."
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The Heavenly Dao Academy's lake was also tranquil, but there were no restaurants by the lake. There were only cliffs and willow trees.
Principal Zhuang stood in the willow branches, gazing at Guan Bai's back. He was prepared to say something, but in the end, he said nothing, only sighing.
Suddenly, several students of the Heavenly Dao Academy rushed over. Guan Bai stopped and turned his head to look.
"Chen Changsheng has won!" The Heavenly Dao Academy students shouted to Principal Zhuang from a distance. At the same time, they turned to Senior Guan Bai, their faces brimming with respect.
Previously, Guan Bai had only glanced at the sketch and determined that Chen Changsheng would win. This sort of insight and experience was truly extraordinary. But to their surprise, upon hearing the news of Chen Changsheng's victory, Guan Bai's eyebrows rose up like swords. He was clearly rather surprised, because he had not expected Chen Changsheng to win so quickly.
He was very disdainful of Zhou Ziheng's sword style and regarded Chen Changsheng with extreme importance, but after all, there was an entire cultivation level between the two. He had originally believed that even if Chen Changsheng won, he would assuredly rely on the orthodox mental cultivation method of the Orthodoxy and his incomparably firm and resolute sword heart. Only after experiencing an extremely long and bitter battle could Chen Changsheng ultimately obtain victory. Yet … from the time he had seen the sketch of the first sword until now, he had only exchanged a few words with Principal Zhuang by the lake. In such a short amount of time, Chen Changsheng had already won?
"What sword style did he use?" Guan Bai asked.
"I don't know." The Heavenly Dao Academy students shook their heads, then hurriedly handed over the second sketch that had just been sent over to Guan Bai.
Guan Bai took the sketch and saw that the paper was covered in countless lines, so disorderly that it was difficult to describe them.
"From the drawing, both sides should have used many swords. Not even that teacher from the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets could draw them clearly. It's just that the time doesn't seem right no matter how you calculate it," a Heavenly Dao Academy student said in confusion.
Guan Bai gazed at the several hundred very thin and faint lines on the paper. Creasing his brow, he said, "They're not sword slashes, they're Star Domains."
The Heavenly Dao Academy students were even more shocked, thinking, Zhou Ziheng has moved his Star Domain so quickly? Just how strong was Chen Changsheng? What shocked them even more was that Zhou Ziheng had moved his Star Domain, but Chen Changsheng had actually won. How had he done it?
There was also a handwriting on the sketch. It seemed rough but was actually faint, seemed withered and full, and the strength had penetrated through the back of the paper.
Guan Bai gazed at this handwriting. Suddenly, a sword glow flashed through his eyes. Several willow branches by his side were thrown into disorder by the wind, then severed into ten-odd pieces that fell into the lake.
"He still only used one sword," he said. "This sword …"
He did not continue, shaking his head.
Previously, when he saw Chen Changsheng's first sword, he had praised it as a good sword.
Now, when he saw Chen Changsheng's second sword, he realized that he didn't know how to evaluate it.
"Although his sword is fast, he still won't be able to catch up to you in ten years."
At some point, Principal He had arrived at his side. Looking at him, he asked, "Why are you in such a rush?"
"The demons might invade the south at any time. I will go to Snowhold Pass, and ten years from now … perhaps I will already be dead, so before I leave the capital, I want to bring this matter to a conclusion."
Guan Bai calmly continued, "It's just that I didn't expect his sword to be even stronger than I imagined. It seems that I really do need to go and see for myself."
Saying this, the willow trees by the lake gently rustled, the summer wind stirred, and his figure vanished without a trace.
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The sorrowful atmosphere in the Bureau of Ecclesiastic Education, following the news of Chen Changsheng's victory, was greatly diluted.
In the room in the deepest part of the great hall, Luoluo was very calm, because she had never doubted whether Chen Changsheng could obtain victory in this battle.
Similarly, the archbishop in the room filled with plum blossoms was also very calm, as if he had fallen asleep.
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The priests of the Thirteen Divisions of Radiant Green were currently treating Zhou Ziheng.
Zhou Ziheng clutched his chest. Blood was no longer seeping from between his fingers, but his face was as pale as paper.
He knew that Chen Changsheng had been lenient, because that sharp dagger had just brushed past his heart, only a hair's breadth away.
As long as Chen Changsheng's wrist trembled or released the tiniest sliver of true essence, he would have destroyed his Ethereal Palace and died on the spot.
When he thought of the graceful sword Chen Changsheng had used to break through his Star Domain, Zhou Ziheng felt an incomparable fear. In a trembling voice, he asked, "This … just what sort of sword is this?"
Yes, he was not asking about the dagger in Chen Changsheng's hand, but about the sword style.
In the end, he was a person of the sword. After his crushing defeat, what he wanted to know the most was this.
Chen Changsheng knew that he was naturally not asking about the Vexing Night Rain he had used at the end, but how he had broken through his Star Domain.
But he naturally would not give too detailed an explanation. He only said, "This is a sword style that Senior Su Li passed down to me."
Upon hearing the two words' Su Li ', the quiet street exploded with noise, the crowd erupting into discussion.
As it turned out … Chen Changsheng had used Su Li's sword style!
There were countless experts on the continent, and putting aside the proclamations issued by the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets, there were also many supreme experts on these proclamations. Just who was strong and who was weak had always been the subject of the greatest interest of the common people, and also the subject of the most discussion. There was only one matter that had never been doubted or needed to be discussed. It was a publicly acknowledged fact of the continent, and even over the span of a thousand years, this was still the conclusion of the vast majority of people.
Zhou Dufu, number one on the path of the blade.
Emperor Taizong, number one on the path of the spear.
Su Li, number one on the path of the sword!
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Upon hearing Chen Changsheng's words, everyone looked at him with rather strange gazes, especially those people of the sword under the awning. Their emotions were extremely complex: envy, jealousy, frustration, resentment, and so on. Zhou Ziheng was even more remorseful — Su Li had actually passed down a sword style to Chen Changsheng! If he had known earlier, he would never have been so careless!
Yes, the information provided to him by the Tianhai clan had mentioned it, and even many people of the continent knew of what had happened in Xunyang City, but no one believed that Su Li had passed down a sword style to Chen Changsheng. This was because Su Li was very proud and aloof, and his standards were very high. Moreover, passing down a sword style was no ordinary matter. Moreover, Chen Changsheng was the successor to the Orthodoxy, an enemy of the Mount Li Sword Sect.
"So that's how it was." Zhou Ziheng looked at Chen Changsheng and said hatefully, "Or else how could you surpass cultivation levels and defeat me!"
Upon hearing these words, Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, "No, according to what I know, there are at least five people in the Ethereal Opening realm that can defeat you."
Zhou Ziheng saw his expression and knew that he was not lying. His sense of defeat deepened and his expression became vacant, as if he had been struck dumb.
Chen Changsheng paid no more attention to him, turning around and walking towards the gate of the Orthodox Academy.
Seeing his back, many shouts rose from the crowd. Some wanted him to say something, while others directly asked him to say the names of those five people. The people on the street had all come to see the excitement, so they naturally loved excitement the most. Upon hearing the last two sentences of Chen Changsheng and Zhou Ziheng, they naturally wanted to know, in Chen Changsheng's eyes, just which Ethereal Opening genius could surpass cultivation levels and defeat a Star Condensation expert?
Chen Changsheng said nothing. Under the protection of the Li Palace priests, he passed through the crowd and returned to the gate of the Orthodox Academy.
A carriage had already been prepared in front of the gate, with Xuanyuan Po driving.
The carriage passed through Hundred Blossom Lane, passed through the crowd, and arrived on the street.
The people looked at the carriage, feeling very curious. Orthodox Academy had just won their first battle, and now they were leaving? Where were they going?
The carriage of the Orthodox Academy arrived on the street, passing by the pergola, it suddenly stopped.
The curtain of the carriage window was lifted, revealing Tang Thirty-Six's face, immediately attracting the cheers of many young girls.
Tang Thirty-Six looked at the young girls and smiled, then looked at the people under the pergola and said, "Yesterday, I spent six hours to build this broken pergola, it was too much of a waste of time."
Building a pergola to watch the show, but this show only lasted for a short while, even less time than the pergola.
This was very funny.
Tang Thirty-Six didn't like these people that came to watch the show, so he specifically had Xuanyuan Po stop the carriage and laugh at them.
Many of the important figures under the pergola didn't have good expressions, but the stewards of the Four Great Markets didn't have any change in expression.
Tang Thirty-Six let down the curtain, looked at the short sword at Chen Changsheng's waist and said, "Stainless, this name isn't bad."
Back then, at the Plum Garden Inn, he had wanted to see this sword, but was refused by Chen Changsheng, so he had always been unhappy.
Today, he finally understood some of the reasons.
Chen Changsheng wasn't sure of his naming ability, so he asked, "Is it really not bad?"
Tang Thirty-Six said, "The sword is like the person, it is indeed not bad."
Chen Changsheng smiled faintly and prepared to say a joke, such as "the person is like the sword".
Although easily defeating Zhou Ziheng was within his expectations, it was still something to be happy about. He was very happy at this moment.
At this moment, his gaze passed through the curtain that was lifted by the wind and landed on a place in the crowd on the street.
A man was standing there, his posture was tall and straight, his expression was calm and indifferent, but there were a few grains of dust on his hair, as if he had just finished a very long journey.
Chen Changsheng didn't know who this person was, but he felt that this person was like the long sword beside him, very calm, but also extremely dangerous.
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(The next few days will be a bit slow, because on the 1st of May, I have to go to Shanghai to participate in the first performance of the Story of Choosing Heaven. The journey back and forth will definitely take up a lot of time and energy. Hopefully, I can finish two or three chapters in the next two days, so I'll try my best. To those who are going to watch the show, I'll see you then. Also, today, I will be doing the nth Q&A activity on my WeChat official account. If anyone has any compliments on the recent plot, wants to ask, or has any questions about life, you can send them to me. I will reply to everyone before the end of next week. Yes, I am the caring uncle!)
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