Chapter 1412: Yi Shengfeng

The Dragon and Tiger, worthy of being the ancient and secret super-grade Dao Art of the Old Yang Imperial House,Verily possessed the power to settle the heavens and earth.In this battle, it also, at the opportune moment,Determined the outcome of the conflict.Yet, Jiang Wang was exceedingly clear:In the duel of swordsmanship, he had already been vanquished by Ning Jianke.

It was true that his current Dao path was not sufficiently clear, nor complete.The Dao path of the Lettered Tower's sword was merely one of his strongest sword techniques.He also believed that the One Mountain Toppling Strike, unleashed in his Sword Immortal form, unifying the power of the Five Divine Abilities,Was not something Ning Jianke could withstand.However, the manifestation in the heat of battle was such.He had intended to conclude the fight with sword technique,Yet in the contest of swordsmanship, he had been defeated by more than a single move.He believed he had already regarded Ning Jianke with great importance,But due to the overwhelming advantage at the Inner Mansion stage,He had been somewhat careless regarding Ning Jianke's swordplay.This struck a resounding alarm bell within him.

In this world, it was not solely he, Jiang Wang, who exerted himself,Nor was he the only one who progressed.For figures of unparalleled talent and profound background like Ning Jianke,Under the heartfelt guidance of powerful masters within their sect,Progressing a thousand miles in a single day was not a rare occurrence.

Jiang Wang sheathed his sword, extinguished the light of the Five Mansions,And praised sincerely, "That sword strike of yours just now was simply unfathomable, as if guided by gods and devils!"Ning Jianke's expression was tranquil, or perhaps, this fabricated, excessively ordinary face,Was simply not suited for displaying much emotion.In any case, she merely pursed her lips, "But I still lost.""In terms of swordsmanship, you were victorious. In terms of life and death, I was victorious," Jiang Wang stated candidly."Let us consider this encounter a draw."Ning Jianke's gaze visibly softened somewhat. After all, the immense pressure brought upon her by this opponentWas a significant reason for her lengthy seclusion and diligent study of sword forms.One could say that Jiang Wang's evaluation, to a certain extent,Acknowledged her efforts.She said humbly, "Actually..."She had intended to humbly say, "Actually, I benefited from my lineage. Your Dao path of the sword is already exceedingly clear, so powerful..."But having just uttered the words "Actually," she heard this fellow say, "However, next time, it might not be so."

Jiang Wang looked at Ning Jianke with full confidence, "Next time, if your swordsmanship hasn't made significant progress,I can defeat you with sword techniques alone!""Heh, is that so?" Ning Jianke gritted her teeth, "Then let us wait and see!""Since this can be considered a draw..." Jiang Wang meticulously calculated."Using the Fourth Grade Discussion Stage costs two hundred Contribution Points. I will forfeit shortly,You just need to transfer one hundred Contribution Points back to me when you return.In the Grand Illusory Realm, my name is Dugu Wudi, don't forget.""No need.""Don't be polite with me. It's merely a hundred Contribution Points. I truly admire your swordsmanship! Hey! Why are you leaving?"Ning Jianke had already forfeited and departed the Discussion Stage.Jiang Wang stood rooted to the spot, feeling utterly bewildered.He felt he had already been exceedingly generous.According to the rules of the Grand Illusory Realm, he was originally the victor and needed not expend a single Contribution Point.Now he was willing to share half the cost of using the Discussion Stage. What more could be expected?Ning Jianke's swordsmanship was excellent, and her tenacity in battle was also quite good.It was just this temper of hers, truly difficult to evaluate... Perhaps this was the eccentricity of a genius!

Returning to his blessed land space, Jiang Wang silently tallied his Contribution Points,Calculating how many more he needed to further sublimate his existing Dao Arts.He also replied to a few letters from Zuo Guangshu, arranging the time to visit the State of Chu.To his surprise, he once again received a letter from Ning Jianke—"What is your current ranking in the Outer Mansion realm?"Jiang Wang answered truthfully, "Haven't fought much, not yet in the top hundred.""Must not have lost?""Haven't lost.""You can allocate more time in the Discussion Stage. I greatly anticipate your performance at full power,And I keenly look forward to your confrontation with the current number one in the Grand Illusory Realm's Outer Mansion."Jiang Wang became interested, "Is that person very strong?""Exceedingly formidable.""Do you think that person is stronger than me at my absolute peak?" Jiang Wang asked.Ning Jianke replied in her letter, "I cannot definitively judge your victory or defeat...But I have also exchanged blows with him. From my personal feeling alone,The oppressive sensation he brings is indeed more intense than yours."Jiang Wang found it even more intriguing.He had, on the Star-Moon Plains battlefield, directly defeated Chen Su of the State of Jing.Although that strike had borrowed the power of the Yaohuan Star Lord,It was also a fact that it caused all the heavenly arrogances of the State of Jing on the battlefield to lower their gaze.From that time until now, several months had passed.With his rate of progress, he naturally grew stronger day by day.Ning Jianke would not be unaware of these things.His recent exchange with Ning Jianke was far from displaying his peak combat power.Ning Jianke would not be unaware of this either.But she still felt that the current number one in the Grand Illusory Realm's Outer MansionWould be slightly stronger than he, Jiang Wang.Moreover, this person was certainly not Chong Xuanzun or Dou Zhao,Nor was it any of the Outer Mansion heavenly arrogances who had gained renown on the River-Observing Platform.Otherwise, Ning Jianke's tone would not be so mysterious."What is this person's background?" Jiang Wang asked curiously.Before long, Ning Jianke's letter flew back,"His name is Yi Shengfeng. He is called this name both within and outside the Grand Illusory Realm.He is a highly-regarded disciple of the Southern Dipper Hall. Some time ago,The Southern Dipper Hall came to my Sword Pavilion for a sword challenge,And I exchanged blows with him... I truly cannot compare."The Southern Dipper Hall and the Sword Pavilion were both prominent sects in the Southern Territory.Of course, given the vastness of the Southern Territory, there were definitely more than just these two major sects.There was also the Three Punishments Palace in the southeastern border region, Mount Sumeru in the southwestern border region,As well as the Dragon Gate Academy, the Evening Drum Academy, the Blood River Sect, and so on...Within the entire present world, the Southern Territory should have the most top-tier sects;There were many historical factors contributing to this.But for Jiang Wang, what mattered was not the Southern Dipper Hall or the Sword Pavilion.What mattered was the name written in the letter.He remembered that name.From a long, long time ago.So long ago that he almost thought he had forgotten.In his childhood, there was a childhood friend with whom he often dueled with wooden swords.Saying they grew up wearing the same pair of trousers was not an exaggeration.Yet when the celestial destiny descended, he was pushed into the water by that person, nearly drowning.That person's name...Was Yi Shengfeng.He had not expected to hear this name again, and in this manner, in this situation.He had, of course, anticipated that at the moment he became renowned throughout the world,That person would also, in some corner of the present world, hear of his fame.He knew that with that person's character, he would never yield, never shrink back.He knew that as long as they both walked the long road of cultivation, they would eventually meet one day.But he truly had not expected that day to arrive so swiftly.The construction and expansion of the Grand Illusory Realm had greatly enhanced the exchange between cultivators in the present world,Accelerated the clash of heavenly arrogances from various paths,And easily bridged the vast distances between regions of the present world.That person, it seemed, had also grown into a very powerful existence...

Jiang Wang closed his eyes, feeling as if he was submerged in water.That suffocating sensation, it turned out, had never faded.It had never been forgotten... How could he forget?!Before his eyes once again appeared... the fleeting image of that white-haired cultivator departing with his sword.In the rippling water, it was so chillingly resolute.Truly, it had been a long time, this old dream.

Far away in the Sword Pavilion, Ning Jianke waited for a long time,Yet did not receive a reply from Jiang Wang.She couldn't help but send another message, "You know him?"Jiang Wang opened his eyes, spread out the letter paper, and replied very seriously,"I will come to know him."Each word was like a sword.Its锋芒 completely revealed.

"Are you leaving today?" Ye Qingyu asked."Yes, I should have gone long ago." Jiang Wang sat properly,His eyes watching his younger sister, who was playing with Stupid Grey not far away,And sighed, "This paradise outside the world is ultimately not for mundane people to linger."Ye Qingyu said softly, "Who in the world is not a mundane person?"Jiang Wang was silent for a moment, then said, "My heart is entangled with countless matters."Ye Qingyu did not attempt to console him, merely saying, "What a pity.I am still somewhat unfamiliar with the Dao Arts you taught.""The Eight-Tone Flame Sparrow is somewhat complex, not so easy to grasp," Jiang Wang said gently."If you have anything you don't understand later, just write and ask me. I will reply promptly.""Alright." Ye Qingyu smiled in response.

"Brother!" Jiang An'an ran over on her short legs.Stupid Grey followed closely behind, with even shorter legs.Jiang Wang looked at his sister with gentle, smiling eyes.He saw her run closer, her little hands clasped behind her back."Have you finished discussing Dao Arts with Sister Qingyu?""What is it?" Jiang Wang smiled, "You want to learn too? You can't learn at the Wandering Meridian stage, you know."He wanted to take the opportunity to lecture her a bit,To encourage his sister to cultivate diligently.Jiang An'an had already resolutely shaken her head, "No, no. I already learn so much every day!"Stupid Grey also shook its head vigorously, shedding fur non-stop.Jiang Wang said with amusement, "Then why are you concerned about this?"Jiang An'an, with her little hands still behind her back, walked in front of Jiang Wang,And directly fell forward, burying her head in his chest. She muffled,"You're leaving today, aren't you?"So it turned out she hadn't forgotten while playing with Stupid Grey,But was being considerate and didn't want to interrupt Jiang Wang and Ye Qingyu's study of Dao Arts.This made Ye Qingyu, who was standing nearby, feel a little embarrassed.Jiang Wang rubbed her little head and said gently, "Brother isn't not coming back.Cultivate well at the Lingxiao Pavilion, and Brother will come back to see you when he has time."Jiang An'an looked up, gazing at her brother, "Brother."Jiang Wang looked down at her gently, "Yes, I'm here."Jiang An'an brought her hands, which were behind her back, to the front.Her two little hands slowly separated in front of Jiang Wang,And a green jade belt was thus held in her hands.She smiled and held up the jade belt, saying clearly,"Happy birthday in advance!"Jiang Wang was stunned for a moment before remembering that the upcoming twenty-eighth of the first monthWas his birthday.He had almost forgotten.But seven-year-old Jiang An'an remembered.Jiang Wang smiled and stood up, removed the belt simulated by the Ruyi Celestial Robe,And carefully put on the belt his sister had given him. He looked down left and right,And was very satisfied, "My sister has really good taste!""Hehe," Jiang An'an said with great pride, "I didn't buy it with your money, you know."Of course, Jiang Wang would give his sister some pocket money each time,But Jiang An'an had long since been running errands for her senior and junior disciples to "earn money,"And her own little money pouch was quite full."I love it so much!"Jiang Wang patted the jade belt, unable to part with it.Jiang An'an smiled, her eyes sparkling.Stupid Grey spun in circles on the ground by itself, spinning very happily,Though it was unclear why.Ye Qingyu watched them with her eyes full of smiles.This was an ordinary day, and also the beautiful destination of the mundane world.One big and one small beauty, and one stupid dog, saw off the green-robed, fluttering Jiang Wang.Watching him stride away, gradually disappearing into the horizon.They had experienced such partings many times. Although Jiang An'an was still reluctant,She would not cry anymore... After all, she was already a seven-year-old Wandering Meridian realm cultivator!Ye Qingyu held Jiang An'an's little hand and walked back.Stupid Grey hopped around with boundless energy, showing no hint of longing for its original owner."Sister Qingyu," Jiang An'an asked curiously, "Are the Dao Arts my brother teaches very difficult?""They're alright," Ye Qingyu said in a relaxed tone.With a light flick of her index finger, a ball of flowing clouds suddenly exploded,Splitting into countless cloud-white sparrow-like birds, chirping and squawking.The sounds gradually unified, forming beautiful music—Ding ding dong dong...Bang bang clang clang...The music was extremely moving, and the cloud sparrows were extremely beautiful.This was the Dao Art, Eight-Tone Cloud Sparrow!"So beautiful!" Jiang An'an exclaimed.Stupid Grey, however, barked loudly, baring its teeth, looking very angry,Probably thinking those cloud sparrows were arguing with it."That's not right," Jiang An'an suddenly realized, tilting her head to look at Ye Qingyu,"Didn't you already know this? Why do you still keep asking my brother to teach you?"Ye Qingyu expressionlessly dispersed the cloud sparrows and said indifferently,"I'm not very proficient, so I need to learn and practice more."She then looked down at Jiang An'an, "Cultivation is like this. You can't be lazy just because you know something...So, have you practiced your writing?"Jiang An'an took a sharp breath and suddenly exclaimed, "Uncle Ye!""Calling anyone is useless." Ye Qingyu tightly gripped her little hand,About to personally escort her to the "execution ground."She glanced ahead, and indeed saw her old father.She saw the Senior Master Ye Lingxiao, with his green hairpins and white robes, ethereal and aloof...Squatting in front of an ox cart.The old ox pulling the cart looked lifeless.The cart was piled high with books."What are you doing, old man?" Ye Qingyu looked bewildered."Dao Arts," Ye Lingxiao stood up in one movement, and patted the books behind him elegantly,"Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Wind, Thunder... whatever you need is here!They are all refined classics, enough for you to learn for ten or eight years.If you don't like this cart of Dao Arts, I have another cart prepared for you.Don't learn haphazardly from all sorts of people; who knows if they even understand!"Jiang An'an subtly hid behind Ye Qingyu. So many Dao Arts were too terrifying.If she had to learn them all, she would have to learn until she was eight, right?Where would there be time to play?Ye Qingyu, however, frowned, "You were eavesdropping on us again?"Ye Lingxiao smiled elegantly, "That's impossible. Your father was just coincidentally considering the issue of your Dao Art accumulation..."Ye Qingyu pulled Jiang An'an forward with a tug of her hand,"An'an is right here. In front of a child, be honest with me!""Stealing? You scoundrel Ah Chou!" Ye Lingxiao suddenly jumped up, looking extremely startled and angry."You stole the fish again!"He vanished in an instant, leaving only a wisp of cloud...And a cart full of Dao Art books.