Chapter 1953: The Game of Chess
the bamboo itself. It could be seen that these four bamboos were definitely extraordinary and rare treasures. If the Wumu Sword could devour the spiritual bamboo, its power would definitely be elevate...This sentence implies that the blame placed on Fei Luo is being downplayed.
The Dark Robed Man, as if he had anticipated this, remained impassive. He bowed and said: “Please instruct me, Master. If the Yun Du Heavenly Court continues to press their advantage, how should we respond”
He didn't dare to play coy with his master. He paused for a moment, then continued speaking.
“After Master has left seclusion and his magical powers are fully realized, he will certainly be able to awe the entire Cloud Summit Heavenly Sect.”
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“As my disciple, though I have diligently followed my master's orders and urged everyone to practice diligently, trying every means to improve the Falling Soul Abyss, it is undeniable that our overall strength still lags behind Cloud City Tian by a considerable margin.”
“When going to war against Yundute Tian fully, our chances of victory are likely only 30%, while theirs are at 70%."
“If the battle goes poorly, my death is nothing to be afraid of. I fear only that we will fail our master’s grand plan.”
The river remained as calm and still as ever.
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The person inside just faintly uttered an "hm" and said, "Continue."
“Yes!”
The Black Robed Man grew solemn, bowing his head and speaking rapidly, "With the two top powers clashing, the situation could easily spiral out of control, leaving an opportunity for others to capitalize on the chaos. Why not play a unified game with Yun Du Tianxia"
As he spoke, he raised his head, looked towards the east, and extended his finger to draw a circle.
"Between Mount Duskfall and Mount Yun, a vast expanse of the human world exists, serving as the chessboard. Within this board, all human nations, celestial beings, immortal cultivators, and countless mortals are but pieces in a grand game!"
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At this point, the robed man resumed his courteous and respectful posture.
Need not explain further, Master must surely understand his thoughts.
He wasn't sure how much his master's strength would increase after achieving great mastery, and he didn't dare to ask.
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But he knew deeply that Yun Du Tian's foundation was deeper than Lu Hun Yuan.
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The Cloud Summit Ancestor is a renowned figure whose fame has spread far and wide. As for the Divine Dragon, its presence is fleeting, its strength immeasurable.
The two major forces clashed, and once the situation got out of control, the master and the ancestor of Yun Duttian had to take action themselves. Even though the master's strength was superior to that of the ancestor of Yun Duttian, it would be difficult to kill him.
In case the master suffered an injury during a duel, affecting his future cultivation and failing to subdue the Yun Du Heaven, it would be a loss.
There is even the saying "Even among commoners, there are children of wealthy families who do not have to toil" in the mortal world.
The Black Robe man was confident that his master would most likely agree with his suggestion.
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The world is like a chessboard. Even if it's turned upside down, it won't hurt the two major forces.
As he had expected, the man from the river fell silent for a moment before saying, "How do you plan to make Old Ghost Guan agree to this game"
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"As a junior, I made some preparations in advance to increase my chances of winning, but none of them went beyond the line. At least, I need to maintain fairness on the chessboard and ensure that Yun Duttian can still see the possibility of winning."
At that time, the disciple is willing to personally go to Yundu Heaven and send a battle challenge!
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They insist on fighting, the disciples will make them pay a price they cannot bear, let them understand that even if they win, it will be a pyrrhic victory!
Yundou Heavenly Scales had dominated Yundou Mountain for many years. Its disciples, when outside the mountain, were treated with utmost respect and deference by all. They were accustomed to wielding power and authority, lacking a spark of ferocity.
“Those in power claim righteousness and appear above reproach, arrogantly believing they hold the moral high ground and are tasked with overseeing the world. In reality, they view commoners as insignificant ants. Once their own interests are threatened, they will utterly disregard the lives of those beneath them.”
Moreover, we give them a reason to fight without any hope, so they can preserve that ridiculous facade.
The Dark Robe Cultivator had long laid a trap, considering all the problems and even his opponent's mindset.
“Go for it.”
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The man from the river only said these three words, then fell silent.
The Black-robed man bowed in response, not waiting for any further instructions. He knew his master had entrusted him with this matter fully.
He was secretly delighted. His figure flickered and disappeared into the darkness. After a moment, he arrived at a stone platform above.
Looking down from the stone platform, objects are blurred.
It's like a layer of gray mist, separating the inside from the outside.
Fei Luo was kneeling on the stone platform, facing the Black River, motionless.
"Junior brother, you can get up now."
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The hooded man spoke.
Fei Luo raised his head and saw that the man in black's expression was not stern. He couldn't help but be delighted: "Jing Zang, Senior Brother, Master..."
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Go upstairs and say it!
Jing Zang let out a sound and transformed into a black rainbow, breaking through the air.
Fei Luo hurried to catch up.
In a blink of an eye, a stone cave appeared ahead.
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This grotto is shaped like the others, resembling a burial chamber as well. However, its stone door is larger than those of other grottos, and it stands alone in this vicinity.
The mirror concealed the stone gate, and the two entered silently. Inside, there wasn't a glimmer of light, dark as a real tomb.
"Bang!"
Closing the stone gate, Jing Zang walked inside with his hands clasped behind his back and said softly, “You know your master’s temperament. Fortunately, your master is currently at a crucial point in his cultivation of divine abilities, otherwise even if I pleaded for you, this hurdle would be difficult to pass.”
Fei Luo Dun took a long, satisfied breath and quickly caught up. He said politely, “Thank you, Senior Brother, for speaking well of me! In the future, if Senior Brother has any tasks for me, Junior Brother will never hesitate.”
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It was pitch black in the cave.
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They were accustomed to it, and did not light a candle. Darkness had no effect on them.
Mirror sat down on the stone bench, and hummed softly, "There is a task indeed, not for my own sake alone, but for Master's orders. It is also an opportunity for you to make amends."
Saying that, Jingcang tactfully explained his plan.
Fei Luo, upon hearing this, was immediately impressed: "Wonderful! This way, not only can we avoid a decisive battle with Yun Du Tian, but our advance planning also gives us an added advantage. However, what if Yun Du Tian loses and becomes enraged out of humiliation..."
"Being born into the mortal realm doesn't mean abandoning the struggle. Even within the fiery domain, we must still secretly contend with Yun Du Tianjiao. If we can find the Panlong ancient formation on our own, why should we care about the outcome of the chess game Not only can the ancestor of Yun Du Tian reverse their words, but Master can also choose not to acknowledge it. It all depends on their thoughts..."
Jing Zang raised his eyelids, saying meaningfully, "Junior brother, don't forget, Master is the one playing chess. What senior brother is doing now is to do his best to become Master's finger, avoiding becoming a pawn. When the day comes when we need to be placed on the board, I think no matter how much we think about it, it will be useless."
Fei Luo was also a perceptive person. Hearing this, his expression became solemn and he understood his senior brother's kind intentions.
He was among his master's most esteemed disciples, but his cultivation wasn't top-tier.
His greatest strength lies in his loyalty.
Jing Zang, the master's disciple, is highly regarded because of his cunning.
But the world of cultivation ultimately speaks with strength. The battlefield is merciless, and in the war against Yun Duo Tian, no one can guarantee they won't fall.
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They dared not betray their master, unable to extricate themselves from the vortex. They could only try their best to get as close to the shore as possible.
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Of course, Mirror's suggestion wasn't entirely selfish. It was a good proposition for both major forces and the two ancestors.
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"I understand! What can I do for my senior brother"
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Fei Luo said nothing more, and immediately made his position clear.
Fei Luo admires this senior brother immensely. Even though this plan backfired, advancing and retreating together with Jing Zang was a wise choice.
Jing Zang was very pleased, tapping lightly on the handle of the stone bench with his finger, and said: “No hurry! You should still go back to the Fire Domain and carefully deal with Yun Du Tian. Your elder brother can give you another tip, no matter who wins or loses this time, it's beneficial to us both.”
"Oh" Fei Luo leaned in, eager to hear.
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“When the time comes, human villages will be engulfed in flames, blood will flow like rivers, and countless lives will be lost. The sky will be filled with dark energy, and endless resentment will permeate the land – wouldn’t this be the perfect time to forge a Yin-nourishing ground” Kikanji's mouth curled into a slight smile.
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This icy smile might mean millions of souls perished!
Qiri Village.
As dusk approached.
It's time for self-study again.
Boys and girls with backpacks, rushing out, chasing each other in the countryside, full of laughter and joy.
Three young scholars, each with a feather fan and a linen sash, stood by the bamboo grove, smiling as they watched the children.
“Brother-in-law, weren’t you one of them back then”
The man on the left pointed at the two boys playing with a fan, and chuckled mischievously.
Two boys accidentally tumbled into a heap, covered in dust and dirt. The books from their school bags spilled everywhere, also coated in grime.
If the teacher saw this, he would definitely give us a beating with his ruler.
The person who was pointed out laughed and said, "Liu brother, don't you remember When you first came to the academy, you boasted that you were proficient in all six arts. Master pointed out your flaw with one sentence, and you fell harder than any of them."
“Shhh, the Master is coming out!”
A third person beckoned his companion and hurried forward to greet Yu Lang and Xiao Wu as they walked out of the academy. He bowed respectfully in a formal greeting.
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“I have seen Master.”
Yulang smiled and said, "Three of you have been ranked on the gold list and are all masters. Why do you show such great respect to a Taoist priest like me"
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"The teacher had his heart set on fame and fortune, and had long since passed the imperial examination to become a top scholar!"
"That's right! Without Master, we wouldn't be who we are today. His kindness is like being reborn!"
The three of them insisted on bowing to Yu Lang nine times, before finally getting up.
Now, it's been six years since Jade Lan took over the academy.
The autumn examination in Nanzhu Prefecture was held once every three years. This was Chen Zhenqing's second grand examination since he left.
After Chen Zhenqing left, Xiaoxiao Qipai Village School continued to produce many talented students who passed the civil service examinations. Its reputation grew immensely.
Yu Lang's talent was well-known. Though young, no one dared to underestimate him.
“We are preparing to set off tomorrow for the capital to take the imperial examination. Before our departure, we specially come to visit Master and listen to his teachings.”
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Three people respectfully said,
Yu Lang had mixed feelings in his heart.
Back then, he saw Chen Fuzi off to the exams. Now, he's sending his own students off.
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"As your teacher, I have nothing more to teach you. Allow me to impart a single word of wisdom, echoing the aspiration of Mr. Chen in days gone by: In your service, strive for the well-being of the people, and may they remember your names even after a hundred years!"
The three of them looked at each other and said in a deep voice, "Master's teachings, we keep in mind!"
"Go, fare thee well on your journey. Travel safe."
The friendship between gentlemen is as pure and clear as water.
Yulang waved goodbye to the three disciples, his expression slightly somber. He met eyes with Xiao Wu, then turned back towards the bamboo grove, disappearing in a flash.
Yu Lang had already successfully established his foundation, his speed far surpassing that of the past. In the blink of an eye, he landed on the top of a mountain.
By a boulder, sat a man, who was none other than the young man surnamed Shi.
The young man with the surname Shi clutched his left wrist tightly with his right hand, his lips pale and bloodless. Seeing Yu Lang and Xiao Wu, he managed a weak smile.
"Brother Shi!"
Yu Lang rushed forward, grabbed the young man surnamed Shi's left arm, and pulled up his sleeve. A green line was seen extending from his chest to his wrist, and it was still growing, being held back by the true essence within the young man surnamed Shi.
This is a simple task.
"For a moment of carelessness, I fell into an ambush. Fortunately, I was still quick-witted and rushed out before the poison took effect. I don't know what kind of poison those fellows brought. My antidote was useless against it, so I could only use my true energy to suppress it and delay its onset."
A young man surnamed Shi said feebly.
Jade Lang took a quick look and knew it wasn't a poison he could cure. He sighed, "You're lucky, Master just left seclusion yesterday!"
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Saying that, he lifted the young man surnamed Shi and flew toward Qingyang Guan.
Yulan sighed inwardly.
I've known Brother Shi for many years, although we haven't spent much time together, our friendship runs deep.
Yu Lang had already seen that Stone Brother had something on his mind, but everyone has secrets, and it's not good to ask too much.
"Not just today! Back then, to have met Daozhang and all of you, was already a stroke of luck for me."
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The young man surnamed Shi still had the mood to joke.
It has to be said that knowing the Qingyang Guan had an alchemist, his courage grew bolder and he repeatedly took risks.
Yu Lang let out a snort, "One can't walk by the river without getting their shoes wet!"
The young man surnamed Shi changed his tone and asked, “How is your martial arts progress”
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"As always, it remains in its original state, with no progress."
When it comes to martial arts, Yu Lang's attention was immediately diverted.
"You're being too hasty. Achieving transcendence through martial arts, reaching the realm of sainthood, such a feat... if it were accomplished by a mere Qi Foundation cultivator, wouldn't it be an insult to those powerful beings who can pluck stars from the sky and move mountains"
The young man surnamed Shi shook his head and smiled wryly.
"Even Master taught me the same," Yu Lang said with a chuckle.
As they spoke, they arrived at the gate of the Taoist temple. They cast an illusion to prevent startling any mortals.
Qin Sang is treating a patient.
Yu Lang supported the young man surnamed Shi as he walked in, following closely behind him was a line of people waiting patiently.
Seeing the young man surnamed Shi's face, a kind person offered him their seat, but the young man surnamed Shi shook his head and refused.
Until everyone was gone, the young man surnamed Shi sat down in front of Qin Sang.
"Injured again"
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Qin Sang's words instantly left the young man surnamed Shi feeling ashamed.
"Hmm, this poison is rather special. Ordinary medicinal herbs not only fail to cure it but also exacerbate its toxicity."
Despite this, Qin Sang's face showed no sign of difficulty. He took out several jade bottles, each containing a kind of spirit liquid. He took out a drop from each bottle and used his palm as a furnace to refine the elixir.
“So many... how many spirit stones”
The young man surnamed Shi asked cautiously, and upon hearing the number, he felt even more ashamed and stammered, "I'll just keep track of it..."
Just then, the young man surnamed Shi seemed to sense something, his brow furrowed slightly.
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He glanced at Qin Sang, the youth surnamed Shi hesitated for a moment, sitting still without moving.
The next moment, a strong wind howled in the sky, and a cloud descended from heaven. Twenty or so people came down from it.
Leading the way was the head of the Yin family, and Yin Qiaoer was by his side.
Since the storyteller incident, the Yin family has been visiting for the first time.
The head of the Yin family stood before the Taoist temple gate, bowing and saying: "Yin He Qian, the crane of Silver Screen Mountain, requests an audience."
"Master Yin, please come in," Yulan came out to greet him. Seeing the situation outside, he couldn't help but be stunned.
Looking at this group, apart from Yin Hè Qiān and Yin Qiǎo'ěr, each person had a pale face and was leaning on each other, looking extremely exhausted.
Even Lian Yin Qiao'er's eyebrows had a trace of gray, though not much. Her expression seemed gloomy.
Thank you!
> The Silver Crane dashed in, his form and color hurried, quickly entering the main hall. He glanced at the young man surnamed Shi beside him, his figure paused slightly, and he respectfully bowed to Qin Sang.
"The Daoist master opens a clinic and sees patients, curing the sick and saving lives. I wonder if this fairy fate is only accessible to ordinary people Can he also cure practitioners" (End of chapter)s, traveling between Shen Gang Peak and their own caves.Qin Sang possessed a unique method of concealing his aura. Within the Qingyang Demon Sect, he was confident he could deceive even a cultivator a...