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Chapter 819: Chapter 825: Seeking the Way
If it weren’t for truly hopeless breakthroughs, there would not be a single cultivator willing to give up in pursuit of a higher realm.
As you know, the level of the realm not only concerns personal power but also affects one’s extended longevity!
Hence, for more resources, the Golden Core cultivators, within the allowed rules, exhausted every means to achieve victory.
Regrettably, competitions have winners and losers, and eventually, about twenty-some Golden Cores were stopped here.
Furthermore, since Golden Core cultivators possess considerable power, injuries are inevitably caused during the competition, which is a common occurrence.
"Starting tomorrow, the third round of competition will take place! Everyone, rest well tonight."
Li Mingzi consoled, "The clan members who failed should not be disheartened. This is just a temporary result. With diligent cultivation over the coming year, I believe all of you will achieve good results next year!"
At the same time.
Li Zhirui, who had just refined a Purified Primordial Pill, found Li Mingzi’s Sound Transmission Talisman. Activating it, he realized he was invited to participate in the final round of the competition.
"Is it tomorrow?" After checking the time, Li Zhirui agreed to attend.
After all, he had just refined an Essence Pill, and since he could not continue refining for some time, it was a perfect opportunity to see how many promising juniors had emerged in the family over the years.
An uneventful night passed.
The competition day arrived as scheduled.
"This is the last round of competition, a points battle! Each person will randomly draw an opponent of a similar realm. The winner earns a point, and the loser scores none. However, if one fails three times, they lose the eligibility to challenge, and their points are locked!"
The rules were very straightforward, and after a brief preparation, the battle began directly.
"I wonder if Ancestor Rui will come."
Li Mingzi said, "If Ancestor Rui can come forward and personally announce the rankings, it would definitely further inspire our clan members."
Being the Li family’s sole Divine Transformation, the highest-ranking, as well as often saving and leading the family to rise to power, Li Zhirui was considered an unsurpassed figure by all his clan members!
In fact, Li Zhirui was already at the scene, but he was hidden in the air and had not revealed himself.
Hearing Li Mingzi’s words, he was even less willing to appear. Li Zhirui did not wish to stand before his clan members because he did not want himself to be excessively idolized!
This was not a good thing; Li Zhirui was also a selfish mortal. Once they found that he was different from what they had imagined, he would instantly fall from grace and shatter their beliefs.
Shaking his head, he cleared away these thoughts and looked down at the younger generation’s spell competitions.
In Li Zhirui’s eyes, they certainly had many flaws, or rather, immaturities, but these were not serious issues. More combat would lead to improvement.
During the observation, Li Zhirui noticed several clan members who performed well, some he knew and some he did not.
While the family competition on Wanxian Island was in full swing, in the remote Capital of Ning Country.
In a secluded courtyard, a plain-looking but dignified woman was engrossed in studying a chess manual.
Sitting in front of the chessboard, she played both black and white pieces by herself, with two dragons intertwined incessantly, battling in this small domain.
Knock, knock—
A sudden knock interrupted the woman’s thoughts. Her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and looking down at the chessboard, she no longer felt the same way.
"Jiang, please open the door for me," a crisp and pleasant female voice called from outside.
"Hongmei, go open the door; Jinzhan, bring some snacks and tea."
Not far away, two maids, hearing the sounds, sprang into action.
The moment the courtyard door opened, a red figure darted in, the ornaments in her hair tinkling, soon arriving at Jiang Fengwu’s chess-playing pavilion.
"Miss, slow down." The two following maids hurriedly chased after her.
"Jiang Sister, you are playing chess again!"
Jiang Fengwu had long been accustomed to this overly lively young girl and responded, "When there’s nothing else to do, chess is my entertainment."
"How can playing chess be fun?"
The girl grumbled and casually grabbed some snacks that had just been served, speaking unclearly, "Jiang Sister, did you know Master Fan Xiping is coming to the Capital?"
"Are you talking about that Master Fan, the foremost figure in chess throughout history, hailed as the Chess Saint?" Jiang Fengwu put down the chess manual she was holding and asked with bright eyes.
She had not forgotten why she had sealed her mana and divine sense to come to the mortal realm. Was it not to master a human skill to a high degree, facilitating her Divine Union with Heaven and Earth and stepping into Divine Transformation?
And the reason Jiang Fengwu chose the way of chess was because it bore some similarities to the Way of the Array, which was easier to learn and beneficial to her cultivation.
This widely praised and extraordinarily esteemed Master Fan definitely met the criteria!
Jiang Fengwu did not dare hope to be taken as a disciple by Fan Xiping, but learning even a little from him could save her years.
"Yes, that’s him! I heard from father that Master Fan will arrive at the Capital in three days. After resting for a few days, he will exchange skills with a group of chess masters on Dragon Phoenix Street."
The girl looked at Jiang Fengwu and said, "With your skills, Jiang Sister, why not give it a try?"
Her father was a high-ranking official in the Capital.
When Jiang Fengwu first arrived in the Capital, she had inadvertently saved the girl and earned the gratitude of her family. The courtyard where she now lived and a few servants had been arranged by her family.
It was also thanks to their protection that Jiang Fengwu, a ’fragile’ woman, could lead a stable life in the Capital.
"I definitely must try; it’s a rare opportunity," Jiang Fengwu said with a smile.
"Jiang Sister, it’s not easy for me to see you. Could you teach me the sword technique from the other day?"
The girl’s doe-like eyes, brimming with a pleading look that melted hearts, were hard to reject.
Although Jiang Fengwu could not use spells or divine sense, her body, tempered by spiritual energy during her cultivation, had not weakened. Despite appearing fragile, she could easily escape unharmed even if surrounded by an army of thousands.
"Okay."
Knowing the girl’s persistent nature, Jiang Fengwu knew it was easier to agree than to refuse further pestering.
Jiang Fengwu stood up, casually picked up a dry branch from the ground, and started to move it like a sword. Her swordsmanship was light and graceful, the sword shadows densely woven. While appearing as soft as white jade, the surrounding roaring Sword Qi made it impossible to approach her.
After completing a round of sword movements, Jiang Fengwu showed no change in her breathing, and the sharpness in her gaze melted away, turning serene and gentle.
"Wow!" The girl clapped her hands as hard as she could, her eyes full of admiration. "Jiang Sister, you’re amazing!"
Then her head drooped down in dejection, "But it’s too difficult."
"No worries, I’ll teach you slowly. You’ll be able to learn it someday." Jiang Fengwu comforted her softly.
"Okay!"
The girl knew little of sorrow, her mood fluctuating greatly.
