Chapter Thirty-Five: Unique and Unparalleled

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Looking at Jiang Wang like this, Zuo Xiao, sitting behind the desk, didn't know whether to feel pity or annoyance for a moment. His gaze fell on the complicated curse mark, and his tone was as usual: "Tell me, how did you get to this point"

Jiang Wang grinned, a sly look in his eyes. He pointed a finger at the sky, “I tried to trick it, but it wasn’t fooled.”

This childlike cunning was something he had almost never displayed.

He always demands that he be an adult.

But the sword-style of Yamabuki Sword Hell, which he held in his palm and was still evolving, remained unchanged.

When there is a will, there is a way.

There's a chance, fight for every chance.

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If there are no opportunities, then strengthening oneself is never wrong.

This is the simple truth that Jiang Wang has obtained after so many years of hardship.

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And the life philosophy of Duke Huan of Huai was - wear pants as big as your butt.

He had originally felt some pity for the man, but at that moment, he was struck with laughter: "If it were the chubby little fellow from Chongxuan’s family, claiming to 'defy heaven,' I might be able to hold out a bit of expectation. Even Dou Zhao, though arrogant, his wildness has become somewhat commonplace. You want to 'defy heaven' What exactly do you expect me to anticipate"

"Oh well." Jiang Wang didn't argue, just muttered, "That way is not without a brain after all."

Zuo Xiao put down the book and looked at him: "You two have witnessed heaven and earth, your understanding of the Dao is indeed beyond many. But you understand 'the power of the Dao', not 'the Dao' itself. What you see as 'the Dao' is just a leaf on a tree, a corner of an iceberg that emerges from the water. A blind man touching an elephant at least knows he is blind. Do you know your vision isn't so good"

Faced with a scolding from the elder, Jiang Wang could only smile apologetically.

"Think you look handsome when you smile" Zuo Xiao asked.

Jiang Wang then turned serious.

Zuo Xiao pressed down on his annoyance and said again, "Heaven's Way indeed doesn't have a specific will, or as you say, 'no brain'. But that doesn't mean it's easier to deal with than something with a brain. A wise person thinks thousands of times before making a mistake, but when have you ever seen Heaven's Way make a mistake Heaven's Way often manifests as the aggregation of fundamental rules in the present world, but you can't just treat it as that—don't you know that because of the four words 'Heavenly Mandate Lies with Demons', how many great sages have been driven into this by humans, at what enormous cost Are you Jiang Wang truly Heaven's Chosen One, above all restrictions"

Jiang Wang naturally knew the terror of heaven's might. As far back as his time in the demon realm, he had witnessed the overwhelming pressure of what was called "heaven's will." Back then, when Xingnian Zen Master was settling accounts and Zu Bulian left behind a remnant thought, he was merely swept over by heaven's will, already dying and coming back to life countless times.

The present world, as the center of all heavens and myriad realms, possesses a celestial power that far surpasses the will of the demon realm.

But by today, Jiang Wang truly possesses an unparalleled confidence that transcends time. As the creator of historical limits in the Dongzhen realm, he naturally pursues even more possibilities.

He had precisely controlled the power of Heaven's Path, felt the will of the demon realm, witnessed the primordial will of the Morian Sea Origin Realm, and contacted the incarnation of Heaven's Will, Jihuo Yuxiu, of the Floating Continent world — theoretically, his understanding of Heaven's Path wouldn't be inferior to anyone else's.

This is also one of the reasons why he dared to make this attempt to deceive heaven.

But the backlash from Heaven was fiercer than he could have controlled.

"Sigh, Grandpa Zhao, I was wrong!" Jiang Wang gave up explaining and honestly admitted his mistake: "I overestimated myself, underestimated Mizi Ben, and didn't show enough respect to Heaven."

This once brilliant and favored individual, who had faced so many hardships, was now sitting there so vulnerably, meekly facing their mistakes.

Left Xiao just... couldn't bring himself to curse anymore.

"There is no need to fear it," the old duke said, raising the book again and looking away. "But if you choose to oppose it, you need to understand why you are the challenger."

A challenger should have the attitude of a challenger. They should respect the strength of their opponent, calmly assess the gap between the two sides, and give their opponent the highest respect.

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Jiang Wang held the Yanhufu sword in his palm, lost in thought.

In a blink of an eye, another person appeared in the study.

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Lord Yu of the State of Yu was handsome and imposing. He dressed simply, yet his smile was very approachable. He could change into a cook's uniform at any time without appearing out of place.

As soon as he entered the study, he remarked, “The imperial edict from Wei Xuanche is beautifully written.”

Left Xia merely lifted his eyes to look at him.

He continued, "The Great Wei soldiers receive the blessings of all directions and the shade of martial arts pioneering. They are the divine blades of the world, their edges never turn against their own people. In their first battle, they do not draw their swords against human beings—hey! Listen to this, how intelligent!"

“They say a phoenix's first cry is beautiful, and they sang this first act so beautifully...” Qū Jìnkuí stopped there, looking at Jiāng Wàng beside him: “Two proofs of heaven and man”

Jiang Wang had long since sheathed the Yama Floating Sword Prison and stood aside, waiting. He bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you for your trouble, Lord."

Qu Jin Kui beckoned, signaling him to raise his hand. As he grasped his pulse, he said: "It's nothing too difficult. My sealing art isn't inferior to Duke Huai's, just a different area of focus. In the beginning, I researched sealing art to preserve ingredients at their best. Later, it was mainly because of my incompetent son—he truly sealed all the filth in his mind. All day long, it was nothing but lewd and vulgar rhymes!"

Left Xiao coughed. This dead chef, he doesn't need to say everything.

Qǔ Jìnkuí twisted his body and said: "These are all our own people, what's there not to talk about"

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He turned back to Jiang Wang, "I've said it straight—this one I can't solve."

That's... a bit too direct.

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Jiang Wang wasn't exactly sad or disappointed, but he found it rather amusing. One moment he was reciting vulgar and obscene phrases, and the next he declared his own death!

"Did you see clearly!" Zuo Xiao stood up from behind his desk: "Just felt your pulse for a moment, and you rolled your eyes like that."

Qū Jìnkuí turned his head and glared at him, very displeased: "You are questioning a chef's judgment of heat."

"Well, that's not quite a fair comparison." Zuo Xiao said calmly. "Your mastery of sealing techniques is nowhere near as extraordinary as your culinary skills — why don't you show me another time"

“My elder brother, we all need to face the truth.” Qu Jinkui spoke plainly: “His situation is very clear — your Nandou Changsheng Town has sealed his first Heavenly Human form. Inside the seal, he proved his Heavenly Human state again. This is called the Changsheng Town unable to contain a ghost seeking death."

"What kind of talk is that, full of clichés!" Zuo Xiao frowned.

It's no wonder Qu Xian loves listening to, watching operas, and writing lyrics all day. Isn't this inherited talent

He threw the book in his hand onto the table: "Two Proofs of Heaven and Man, do you think it can be proven just by wanting to prove it This is the first case in history, a unique talent!"

“Yes, an unprecedented predicament,” Qu JinKui shrugged. “To seal the second level of the Heavenly Human Form, you have to uncover or penetrate this layer called ‘Nan Dou Chang Sheng Zhen’. But with Jiang Wang’s current state, even if ‘Nan Dou Chang Sheng Zhen’ is just opened a crack or swayed slightly, it will immediately cause the two forms to overlap and be strongly summoned by Heaven's Dao. There wouldn't be any room for resistance. This isn’t a matter of cultivation level; he's already submerged in the deep sea of Heaven's Dao, up to his neck.”

The four aristocratic families of Chu State had intermarried with the royal family for generations, and their relationships were complex. They addressed each other according to their personal connections rather than formal titles. For example, Qu Jin Kui always called Zuo Xia the elder brother, and they were indeed very close friends.

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Qu Jin Kui's judgment was actually in line with Zuo Xiao's own understanding.

Jiang Wang's current situation doesn't even allow him to consider how to seal the second Heavenly Human Form. He can't even reach it now.

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Zuo Xiao wanted to sigh but held it in, looking at Jiang Wang: "What do you think"

Jiang Wang's mouth curved into a slight smile, and she said with a smile, "I'll walk a little further."

Everyone says that Heaven's Way is ruthless, supreme, and eternal. But in Jiang Wang's view, this so-called "Heaven's Way" isn't easy to swallow him up just yet. He can still resist for a while.

Then keep going.

Left Xiaoyao had no way, Qu Jinkui had no way, all were the judgments of these elders.

He couldn't do anything about it—he only felt that he wasn't strong enough.

He never believed there was no way out in this world, only that he wasn't doing enough.

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“He's a determined one,” Qǔ Jìnkuí praised, looking at him. “It’s a shame he doesn’t want to learn how to cook with me. He has the right temperament for it.”

Jiang Wang then said, "As for cooking, I have dabbled a bit. I've long wanted to ask you for advice."

"A seal from the outside in won't work... what about one from the inside out" Zu Xia asked.

He cut short the mundane conversation between Jiang Wang and Qu Jin Kui with his voice — talk of cooking this and that was nothing but futile comfort and self-deception in the face of death. He didn't like it. He needed solutions, not emotions.

“You’re saying… to let him seal his own Heavenly Human state That would indeed bypass the issue of the first Heavenly Human form. However—” Qu JinKui turned to Jiang Wang: “Do you have any research or foundation in sealing techniques”

"Greetings!" said Jiang Wang.

Qū Jìnkuí spread his hands wide.

"Don't waste time." Zuo Xiao was direct: "Think carefully, do you have any quick-learning methods for sealing techniques over there"

Qu Jin Kui felt quite helpless: "Throughout history, all profound knowledge and scholarship have been built with sweat and toil. Even cooking requires three years of chopping vegetables! There's no such thing as a shortcut in the world. They are nothing but harmful practices that drain life force and lead to demonic cultivation. Furthermore, considering Jiang Wang's current state, even if he quickly mastered some basic skills, how could he possibly achieve the level of self-sealing his celestial and human states"

Zuo Xia didn't pay any attention, and just looked at Jiang Wang: "Jiang Wang, do you want to learn sealing art I mean, starting now."

That gaze was calm, yet so heavy — no one could save you, you had to save yourself.

Qū Jìnkuí also looked over, his expression complex.

To learn sealing arts from scratch and reach the level of self-sealing celestial human state, it's not something that can be accomplished in just three to five years. Even with exceptional talent, one needs time to cultivate and hone their skills.

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And Jiang Wang's current situation... Heaven itself has him by the throat, ready to suffocate and drown him at any moment. He can't possibly last until he graduates.

"Of course I'll learn!" Jiang Wang didn't hesitate for a moment, saying directly: "If there really comes a time when I can't hold on and fall into the abyss of the Heavenly Dao, at least in the last moment of my fall, I will still be myself."

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Since this is a feasible path, what reason does he have not to take it

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There's no time left! There's no time left...

That's a different issue.

The current problem is “Is there a way!”

Left-xiao was very direct, simply tossing the Mixed World Eight Seals Commentary over. “You wait here for a bit and flip through this book.”

And then, with a flick of his robe sleeve, he dragged Qu Jin Kui away.

Jiang Wang wouldn't delay, immediately sitting down and starting to meticulously read the thick book word by word.

It's indeed "chewing".

He was immediately confronted with a seal of the "Eight Imprints of the World's Chaos" caliber. It was like reading heavenly scriptures. He could only vaguely grasp it by relying on his profound understanding of the world and tracing back from the fundamental expressions of the sealing art.

Every intricate print is like a maze, trapping thoughts within it. Lost in its depths for a long while, one becomes disoriented and unsure of where they are.

In the Sea of Divine Souls, the Divine Soul sat high upon its throne, adorned in the Eastern Emperor's Radiant Garment and imbued with the power of the Starry Stream of Celestial Thoughts... With such divine abilities, it could even perceive Jiang An'an's anguish as she struggled to complete her homework, scratching her ears and cheeks in frustration.

Just as he was gnawing on the second page, Prince Huai returned.

He returned with stacks of books piled in the room, and bamboo slips and jade slips covering his writing desk.

All sorts of sealed arts and related secrets.

“I just went to the Treasury.” Zuoxiao pulled up a chair and sat down, casually flipping open a scroll of bamboo slips. “Starting today, you'll be living here. Conveniently, I don't have anything else going on. Learning is a lifelong pursuit, let’s learn together.”

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The sunlight flooded the study, filling the desk with a river of light.

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Jiang Wang sat motionless on the bank of the river, staring at a book in her lap. She only hummed in response.

“Li yè luò dì yè luò”

"The spring mountains were full for three months, with dew; the spring tide carried rain and boats sang at their bows."

“Li yè luò di yè luò”

In winter, the flowers of frost are not yet in bloom. The short branches bear cold like never before yesterday.--

On the boundless sea, a small boat rocked gently with the waves.

King Chujiang, wearing her Helme of Yama, sat on the edge of the boat, one finger tracing across the water and leaving behind patches of thin ice. On that fragile ice, intricately yet indistinctly carved frost patterns appeared.

But the voice came from beneath her mask.

It can't be described as beautiful or ugly—the voice contains a kind of Daoist meaning, very mysterious and profound.

Qin Guang Wang Wu Fa had his long hair draped over his shoulders and was sitting cross-legged at the head of the boat, holding an ancient book in his hand and reading it with a serious expression. He let out a "Hmm" and said: “You sang 'yi' as 'ye', and the character 'luò' sounded very much like 'luo'... Did you sing it wrong”

King Chujiang's singing abruptly stopped. He flicked his long hair, covering his ears which held a touch of anticipation.

Taking a slow, deep breath, he said, “In ancient times, ‘Yeluo’ was pronounced ‘Yereh’ — the ancient song score you found in the ruins of Wanxian Palace. You need to use the pronunciation from ancient times to move the Dao Yun clues with your singing.”

"Or perhaps you know better." Qin Guang Wang praised, "You truly are the most learned of Yama. They praise you greatly outside these walls."

King Chujiang vaguely remembered that people said things like, "Snake-hearted shrew Chujiang King," "rarely made a move," and "most cunning and insidious."

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But she simply asked, "So the King of Biancheng is the most what The strongest fighter"

“He’s been dismissed!” Qin Guangwang waved the ancient book, as if swatting a fly: “Since you understand even its archaic pronunciation, does this ‘yièluò’ have any special meaning”

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"Why don't you prick the little people" asked King Chujiang.

Qin Guangwang said, "The skin is too thick, can't pierce it, forget it."

King Chu Jiang then said, “In ancient times, the East Sea was not this wide, and the coastline extended much farther forward. According to comparisons with ancient maps, it was roughly around here —”

She gestured, and a line of ice formed on the sea surface.

"There is a river here called the Yelu River."

She recounted: "Near the Falling River, there lived a tribe of humans called the 'Falling Tribe.' This tribe was small and reclusive, but very united. If I'm not mistaken, this folk song is a ballad passed down orally by the Falling Tribe."

Qin Guangwang's brows rose slightly. He had no recollection of this "Yelu Clan" whatsoever.

King Chujiang continued, "The Yelu people must cross the River of Falling twice in their lifetime."

“Once is birth. A pregnant Ye Luo woman will enter the Ye Luo River when giving birth, and give birth to a child in the Ye Luo River. The moment the child leaves the water, they are considered reborn. This is called ‘Leaving Ye Luo’.”

“Death is a return. Regardless of where they are or how far they have traveled, the Yitla people must return to their homeland after death. Before burial, they must bathe in the Yitla River water. Only by bathing in the Yitla River water can the soul find peace. This is called 'Tid Yitla'."

“Hmm.” Qin Guang Wang flipped through the pages of the book, casually saying, “Has this Yelu tribe produced any notable figures Any particularly famous ones”

King Chujiang pondered for a moment and said, “There is one person who is quite famous, but I don’t know if he meets your criteria for ‘powerful’.”

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"Who" asked King Qin Guang.

“His true name no longer exists, people call Him—” Chu Jiang Wang's index finger lightly tapped, breaking the ice floating on the surface of the water.

The ice crackled, splitting into a "卍" shape.at dragon-binding rope, it was a makeshift trap he had set up during the battle. If his opponents hadn't been completely scared off, he would have used this treasure bestowed by Hai Zongming to make o...