Chapter 485: Chapter 325 Wang Zhengyi: Old Yan! I can’t tell! I really can’t tell! [Vote for monthly ticket!]
"The ’Mist Rain Stele’ contains the ultimate truths of martial arts—"
"The chief of the Three Saints of Wuji Palace, the ’Eternal Immortal’ Wuzhenzi, meditated on the [Li River Misty Rain Map] for three years and discovered the first-grade divine skill ’Li River Guiding Skill,’ achieving innate strongest, with eternal youthful looks."
"Wu Xian from Qinghu Manor, the ’Qinghu Immortal,’ meditated on the [Spring Mountain Misty Rain Painting] for three years and discovered the first-grade absolute skill ’Fog Sword,’ with unparalleled swordsmanship, invincible in the world."
"Among the Eight Great Vajra of Eight Phases Mountain, the ’Wind God’ Lv Xuan meditated on the [Golden Bull Misty Rain Painting] for three years and discovered the first-grade absolute skill ’Ding Jiangshan,’ with leg techniques at the peak, able to stabilize the land with two feet!"
...
With a resonant voice, Emperor Yan listed them one by one—
It actually included almost all the top figures on the Heavenly List, and leaders from the Six Great Sects had all meditated on at least one Mist Rain Map, most deriving a first-grade absolute skill from it!
"Third grade, Geng One!"
"Second grade, Geng Three!"
"First grade, Geng Wu!"
Yan Chuan was shocked.
In other words, these significant figures had meditated on the Mist Rain Stele and derived divine skills and absolute techniques like the ’Nine Yang Scripture,’ ’Six Meridian Divine Sword,’ ’Dragon Elephant Wisdom,’ ’Kuihua Manual,’ and the ’Divine Light Scripture’ in this tier!
Mist Rain Stele!
Mist Rain Map!
Is there really such a profound connection?
"I have [Spring Mountain Misty Rain Painting]! Wu Xian derived a first-grade absolute skill from it, do I have hope too?!" On the You Character Arena, the incumbent was an out-of-list genius with little fame and strength, relying entirely on luck to occupy a platform, thinking he would have to step down in at most four hours. Unexpected arrival of Seven Seven brought such benefits that he was ecstatic, overwhelmed, went into a frenzy, laughed up to the sky declaring ’My path is complete,’ then stepped down in large strides, the ’Demon Barrier’ taking advantage of his vulnerability.
Sword Discussion Seven Seven!
The Demon Barrier still exists!
"So this is it!"
Yan Chuan guarded his mind tightly and finally understood that, as Emperor Yan said, the twelve ’Mist Rain Steles’ served as a reward for those like them in the arena, but they were still under the influence of pervasive evil qi and rampant Demon Barriers. Observing the ’Mist Rain Stele’ or meditating on the ’Mist Rain Map’ there could easily lead to losing vigilance, allowing the Demon Barrier to invade, with evil qi following suit. Realization would come either with difficulty or joy, great happiness or sadness would also attract the Demon Barrier.
This is the test of the Seven Seven phase—
"Blessings and misfortunes are intertwined!"
"To take or to discard."
"To advance or to retreat."
"That is the question."
This phase tests either comprehension, determination, or—
Human nature!
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"Wuzhenzi, Wu Xian, Lv Xuan, and others, each derived a first-grade absolute skill from different ’Mist Rain Steles,’ and no one present thought less of themselves, believing they were not inferior to the innate, not weaker than grandmasters, thinking they could also succeed."
"Even the spectators—"
Yan Chuan gazed into the distance, seeing Su Ye and Zhong Hui, already forced by evil qi and Demon Barriers to the very edge of the arena area, and then saw onlookers like Shao Yancong. They all looked to Yan Chuan with expectant eyes from the Hai Character Arena, thinking that even they believed Yan Chuan would gain something from the ’Mist Rain Stele,’ just like those innate grandmasters mentioned by Emperor Yan.
Even others thought so.
For Yan Chuan and the others involved, who could resist such temptation?
On the arena, who could genuinely avoid taking at least one or two glances at the ’Mist Rain Stele,’ ’Mist Rain Map?’
Arrogance!
Pride!
Greed!
Luck!
All the vile traits of humanity stirred before the ’Mist Rain Stele.’
And this, perhaps, was the true test of this round.
"I—"
Yan Chuan glanced at the Emperor Yan in the sky, looked around at the heavenly prides, then turned his gaze to the stone stele on the arena. His ’arrogance,’ ’greed,’ and ’luck’ mentality surged: "I have ’Mutual Teaching and Learning’ and ’Purple Mist Palace,’ with ’Experience’ aiding my focus. Maybe in these short seven days, I can derive a Gengwu absolute skill from this [Jiangguan Rainy Mist Map], or even, through observation and explanation, gather collective wisdom and derive an even stronger martial art than a first-grade absolute skill or even unlock all the mysteries of the [Jiangguan Rainy Mist Map]?!"
Yan Chuan’s heart was restless.
His gaze fell on [Jiangguan Rainy Mist Map], seemingly about to immerse.
But then he thought—
"I have ’Purple Mist Palace,’ ’Mutual Teaching and Learning,’ and ’Derivation Skill,’ risking losing easy-to-get first-tier rewards and a King City for a mere Geng Five absolute skill, is it worth it?"
Yan Chuan questioned his heart.
Then—
Stopped abruptly!
Forget it!
"I won’t look!"
...
"Not look?"
"Really not even a glance?"
Qian Lingyi, one of the four elders of the Diancang Sect, looked down, seeing Yan Chuan sitting cross-legged on the arena, eyes steady, not sparing a glance at the [Jiangguan Rainy Mist Map], and couldn’t help but praise: "At such a young age, great determination!"
Refraining from arrogance and impatience!
Refraining from madness and pride!
To resist temptation, to know when to take or leave, this alone surpasses many heavenly prides.
Moreover, this is in the presence of ’evil qi’ and ’Demon Barriers,’ an environment where human willpower is weaker and the heart more prone to wavering.
But Yan Chuan held firm.
At least, for now, he held firm!
Not only Yan Chuan.
Including Wang Zhengyi.
"Didn’t expect him to hold it too." Hui Zhenzi stroked his beard, somewhat surprised.
Yang Wang squinted beside, seemingly muttering to himself, yet the grandmasters present could all hear: "’Mist Rain Stele’s’ temptation might even overtake me, but Yan Chuan, Wang Zhengyi ignore it, that leaves two possibilities: one, they think the value of a King City exceeds the Mist Rain Stele’s value, greater than the martial arts ultimate truth behind it. The second, they each have secrets, chances surpassing the Mist Rain Stele, at least not lesser, confident that missing the chance to meditate on ’Mist Rain Stele’ isn’t regrettable, thus at ease."