Becoming a Sage Starts From Condensing the Essence of Time

Chapter 64: Martial Chief Curses the Sour Confucian Angrily, There Was Once an Immortal Wandering the Mortal Realm

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

A ray of the setting sun spread across the water. Half of it was rippling and half of it was dyed red.

The spring breeze came, and it was already evening.

The sunset came early. The red light hung on the West Cliff and shone on the vegetation at the foot of the mountain. It was as if it was covered in a layer of blood-colored clothes and reflected in the rapid river. It was as if the river was flowing east, flowing not water but fire.

By the cliff, everyone waited quietly. Beside the Martial Chief Stone above the river, An Le’s immersion in the martial arts practice was gradually coming to an end. When the Ancient Demon Five Animals Scripture appeared, it meant that An Le had gained something from observing the stone.

Although he had not obtained the true Martial Chief Scripture, An Le felt that this Ancient Demon Five Animals, which had been deduced by the phantoms of the previous Martial Chiefs, was definitely of high quality.

The content of the Martial Scripture was engraved on the body, and now, it was hidden and eliminated.

These Martial Scripture words actually contained many Martial Chiefs’ understanding of the ancient ferocious demons. In the future, when An Le practiced, it was actually the process of pondering and comprehending the intent of the ancient ferocious demons.

The current An Le’s martial arts realm was too low, so he could not display and unleash the aura of an ancient demon at all. Therefore, he needed to continue cultivating Body Tempering and gradually release and display the will of an ancient ferocious demon to strengthen himself.

He slowly retracted his aura and his consciousness left his martial arts state.

On the Martial Chief Stone, Qi Blood began to retract. The Martial Chief phantoms rushed into the sky boldly and looked up at the red sunset. They smiled at An Le and fused into the strange stone one by one.

An Le was grateful to these blood-colored Martial Chief phantoms.

Standing on the chain, his green clothes were drenched by the river water and he bathed in the blood-stained sun. The young man cupped his fists and bowed to the wills of the past Martial Chiefs hidden in the Martial Chief Stones.

The world suddenly fell silent. The surging river recovered its turbulence and ferocity, stirring up misty water vapor.

Everyone by the cliff looked over and saw a sword-wielding youth in green. He cupped his fists and bowed to the Martial Chief Stone.

It was as if they were looking at each other across the long river of time.

The young man’s side profile was rather handsome under the sunlight.

A gentle breeze blew, causing the chain to sway left and right. After An Le bowed, he turned around and walked down the chain.

Stepping on the cliff again, the weightless feeling of standing on the chain disappeared without a trace, and a sense of security surged into his heart.

He swept his gaze across the crowd at the edge of the cliff.

The leader was a burly man in armor. His hair was disheveled, and there were thorns on his face. The man looked at him, and An Le felt as if the mental power hidden in the Sword Furnace between his eyebrows was being burned by the sun.

Martial Chief Di Cang’s eves burned as he looked at the vounz man as if he were looking at a piece of precious jade.

With Di Cang’s eyesight, he could naturally tell that the Five Animals that the youth had just played was very different from the Five Animals Body Tempering Technique. That was a difference in concept and aura.

Although the concept was very blurry, Di Cang could still see strange phenomena such as the roaring star of the ancient demon tiger.

How could this be considered the Five Animals?!

There was no such martial technique in the Martial Chief Scripture.

Without a doubt, it was a martial technique that the Martial Chiefs’ wills had used their own vision or experience to help the youth deduce.

To be able to cause the wills of the previous Martial Chiefs on the Martial Chief Stone to appear and help in deduction, although it was because of that stunning sword light, it was undeniable that the youth’s talent had also been recognized.

This was a delicate Martial Chief seedling!

“I’m Di Cang. If you’re interested, you can come to the Martial Temple often. Although the Martial Chief Stone can’t be approached often, there are many martial arts scriptures in the Martial Temple. It might be helpful for the perfection of your new Five Animals.” Di Cang smiled. With his cold face, disheveled hair, and the tattoo on his face, his smile… was quite creepy.

An Le was stunned. How could he not have heard of Di Gang?

Of the two Martial Chiefs of the Martial Temple, one was General Ye

Longsheng of the Ye Family, and the other was Di Cang, the Divine General!

“Oh, right. You’re dressed like a scholar. Did you enter the Literary Department?” Di Cang thought of something and asked.

An Le shook his head and said, “I just arrived in Lin’an to participate in the

Spring Quarter Examination and haven’t entered the Literary Department.”

The corners of Di Cang’s lips curled up. “That’s good. If you enter the Literary Department, you won’t be able to come to the Martial Temple anymore. The Literary Department and the Martial Temple are not on good terms and are constantly competing. Simply speaking, it’s a battle of ideologies. In more serious cases, it’s a battle of orthodoxy.”

“I can also tell at a glance that you’re very different from the group of sour Confucians in the Literary Department. In the past, the Literary Department could still fight the Martial Temple. The current Literary Department is simply indescribable.”

“Some scholars will develop and firmly believe in some crooked logic when they read too much.” Di Cang said calmly.

“They’re holed up in this gentle land of Lin’an, saying that they want to establish their hearts for the world and their lives for the people. In order to inherit the ultimate technique, they needed to let us martial artists fight to the death and bleed, let us bear the disaster of war. As for them, they’re drinking and singing while impeaching us. They generously said that they were in the royal court of the world. They’re the ones who made the world prosper and the people live in peace.”

“It’s so disgusting that my teeth are dropping. It makes me want to draw my

saber.”

From Martial Chief Di Cang’s words, one could tell that he was filled with resentment towards many scholars in the Literary Department.

The surrounding people were silent. No one dared to speak at this moment.

Di Cang waved his hand and looked deeply at An Le. “Since you have this sword, it means that you’re different from those scholars. I hope you’re really different.’

“The Martial Temple’s Scripture Pavilion is open to you. If you have any doubts about your new Five Animals, you can go to the Scripture Pavilion to read the scriptures. Of course, you can ask me. However, I might not be in the Martial

Temple often.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the disheveled Martial Chief Di disappeared.

Outside the Martial Temple, his voice was like rolling thunder.

“What are you still looking at? Leave. If there’s still a Primordial Spirit of the Literary Department in 15 minutes, don’t blame me for not being able to control my Qi Blood!”

Outside the Martial Temple, the Primordial Spirits in the sunset were speechless.

However, they did not dare to stay any longer and retreated.

As for the person who burst out with sword light and caused the Martial Chief Stone to move, the news would spread sooner or later.

Therefore, they would not offend a ruthless person like Di Cang for this.

At the edge of the cliff, the setting sun was like fire.

An Le, Ye Wenxi, and Lin Qingyin planned to return to Lin’an Prefecture. Lin Zhuifeng, Ye Yinping, Ye Chong, and Zhong Shunchao were stirred up by the phenomenon of An Le observing the Martial Chief Stone. They planned to stay and observe the Martial Chief Stone to see if they could gain anything. Therefore, everyone parted ways.

An Le and the other two went down the mountain and out of the Martial Temple. They walked to the stone monument archway at the foot of the mountain and entered the carriage.

The horses neighed as the carriage galloped on the mountain path.

He headed towards the setting sun that was half-hidden behind the mountain.

At the edge of the cliff, Ye Chong and the others took a deep breath as the sun set and walked towards the iron chain between the two cliffs.

Suddenly, someone floated over from the iron chain in the distance.

It was one of the figures who had already sat upright in front of the Martial Chief Stone when An Le ascended the iron chain to observe it.

When An Le’s Green Mountain released sword qi and activated the Qi Blood Smoke in the Martial Chief Stone, the figure did not move. At this moment, after An Le left, the figure finally moved.

The figure was wearing a beautiful robe and was extremely handsome. He had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and his temperament was like that of an immortal. His long hair fell unruly and scattered. He did not tie his crown or put a hairpin.

He walked over from the chain like a reed crossing the river. The iron chain did not shake at all. contemporary romance

“Who was that young man just now?”

The man landed on the edge of the cliff and looked at Ye Chong.

Ye Chong was shocked when he saw this person. He cupped his fists and bowed. “Greetings, Ninth Prince.”

This person was the Ninth Prince of Great Zhao, Zhao Xianyou, who was ranked first on the Little Sacred Ranking.

“There’s no need to be so polite. In the Martial Temple, you and I are both martial artists.” Zhao Xianyou smiled, but his smile gave off the feeling of an immortal roaming the mortal world.

“That person’s name is An Le. He just obtained the Little Sacred Token from the Sixth Mountain and is ranked 19th on the Little Sacred Ranking. He’s the famous ink bamboo master in Lin’an.” Ye Chong said firmly.

“A rookie on the Little Sacred Ranking.”

Zhao Xianyou nodded. His handsome face did not change at all, just like how he had never heard of any ink bamboo master, but he would not show ignorance on his face.

However, today, the young man’s observation of the Martial Chief Stone had caused the Qi Blood Smoke and attracted the attention of many Martial Chiefs to deduce the Martial Scripture.

Therefore, Zhao Xianyou, who was indifferent to everything, appeared in front of Ye Chong and Zhong Shunchao and asked who the young man was.

The two of them stood up and looked at each other. They did not expect the Ninth Prince to be curious about An Le.

This Ninth Prince, who was known as an immortal from the heavens, had shocking talent.

It was rumored that on the day of birth, there was a natural phenomenon. The light was long, and the Heavenly Gate opened. Immortals walked out and watched his birth.

There was also an old Celestial Master from the True Martial Shrine who personally rode a crane south and blessed him.

After that, he approached the Sacred Mountain. Without using any resources of the royal family, he walked towards the number one mountain of the Sacred Mountain and easily obtained the Little Sacred Token. Once he obtained the Little Sacred Token, he was ranked first on the Little Sacred List and became unshakable!

Everyone knew that the Ninth Prince, Zhao Xianyou, was definitely the next person to meet the Sacred Teacher after Li You’an.

He was even a peerless figure who could possibly open the Seventh Mountain of Sacred Mountain.

Zhao Xianyou did not say anything else. After asking a few questions, he placed his hands behind his back and left under the setting sun.

Ye Chong, Zhong Shunchao, and the others bowed and sent him off until the immortal-like figure disappeared in the sunset by the cliff.

Zhao Xianyou’s gorgeous clothes fluttered as the sword qi flower bloomed in his mind. He knew where the sword qi came from. There was no anger or resentment in his clear eyes, only curiosity.

“I once begged for that sword, but Old Uncle didn’t agree to it. He said bluntly that I’m not worthy of this sword.”

“I’m not worthy, but this young man… is?”

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