Chapter 1517: Star Road

"Lord Sinner bears no ill will toward you. It's just... with the current state of affairs with Zhuang Kingdom, not surrendering the city must be shown some consideration," Zhu Weishun said as he sat before Jiang Wang under the bright morning sun, explaining, "They've also put a bounty on me."

Jiang Wang pretended not to notice the red mark on his neck at all, and with great magnanimity, said, "Of course, I completely understand."

Zhu Weishun turned his head to look out the window, "Ha, how is Xiao Shu?"

"No new changes," Jiang Wang replied.

"He's truly a remarkably steady person," Zhu Weishun commented with a sigh.

Jiang Wang originally wanted to say, Senior Brother, you are also remarkably steady. But after some thought, he ultimately did not say so.

Forty days can be long, yet compared to a person's entire life, it is truly too short.

With each passing day, Xiao Shu drew closer to the end called death.

Such pressure is unimaginable for ordinary people.

Furthermore, the foremost figure of Dan Kingdom's younger generation, Zhang Xun of the Divine Arrival realm, personally blockades Unredeemed City, vowing not to rest until Xiao Shu is slain... Such resolve, such killing intent, is like a guillotine hanging over his neck.

He also carries the weight of a towering mountain, upon which is piled a colossal boulder.

Sufficient to crush any will that is not resilient enough.

In addition, there is the infamy of treason, the sin of stealing the elixir...

The world rejects him, the world despises him, and everyone desires to see him die.

One could say that at this time in Unredeemed City, ninety-nine percent of those in Xiao Shu's situation would be unable to stand firm.

Yet Xiao Shu continues to proceed step by step, diligently pursuing his cultivation.

He silently endures all this pressure.

He uses this pressure, bordering on the extreme, to push himself.

It even makes observers feel a strange sense of déjà vu, as if Zhang Xun sitting outside the city gates, the forty-day death countdown... was originally a part of this journey to Divine Arrival.

Finally, Jiang Wang said, "If he were not a steady person, he would not have been able to stay with Chu Yuzhi in the Mountain Sea Realm, guarding it until the moment the Heavens collapsed. At the very least, he is someone who is very adept at seizing opportunities."

"Do you think he will succeed?" Zhu Weishun asked.

Jiang Wang did not answer directly, merely saying, "I know of someone who achieved Divine Arrival in a single step."

"Achieving Divine Arrival in a single step from the Inner Mansion realm and the Inner Mansion realm striving to reach Divine Arrival in forty days are completely different concepts. Although the latter would be remarkable if successful... Who was that person?" Zhu Weishun's voice carried a hint of surprise.

"The Eleventh Prince of Qi Kingdom, Jiang Wuqi," Jiang Wang said softly. "He is already dead."

Zhu Weishun's mouth was slightly agape, and in the end, he merely sighed, "A great pity."

Jiang Wang looked at Xiao Shu, who was seated cross-legged alone on the long street in the neighborhood not far away, and slowly said, "I hope he can succeed."

There are too many magnificent figures who have fallen in this world.

Too many brilliant stories that cannot continue.

Too many regrets that can never be filled.

That is why when miracles occur, they are so moving.

When Xiao Shu, the genius of Dan Kingdom, had sat in Unredeemed City for the fifth day.

The crowd watching him was no longer limited to the residents of Unredeemed City.

The news that Dan Kingdom's genius, second only to Zhang Xun, was sitting in Unredeemed City, intending to strive for Divine Arrival in forty days... had a tremendous, explosive effect, instantly spreading throughout the three neighboring kingdoms.

Many people rushed to Unredeemed City to witness this challenge, this miraculous feat, with their own eyes.

The pressure was no longer solely upon Xiao Shu alone.

The gazes fixed upon Zhang Xun had also become as heavy as mountains.

To put it broadly, Xiao Shu's theft of the elixir and defection was already a great scandal for Dan Kingdom. Whether Dan Kingdom would completely become a laughingstock of the world depended entirely on whether Zhang Xun could execute Xiao Shu publicly and righteously after forty days.

And no matter how many people came, no matter how people commented.

Zhang Xun sat facing the city, and similarly, he had not opened his eyes once.

Putting aside other matters for now, the two representatives of Dan Kingdom's younger generation, one sitting inside the city, the other sitting outside, both demonstrated their self-perseverance and extraordinary composure.

From this perspective, they can probably indeed be called opponents.

The twelfth day of Xiao Shu's arrival in Unredeemed City.

In the sky, there was still only that single point of light, and that cluster of purple Qi still enveloped his face.

He sat there cross-legged, still without any other movement.

It was so yesterday, the day before, and it has been so every day for these twelve days.

"What's he doing? He said he was going to strive for Divine Arrival in forty days, and it's been over ten days, and he hasn't even built the first Star Tower?"

"Did he give up?"

"Disperse, disperse, what the hell is there to see! My eyes are about to pop out, and there's not a damn bit of change!"

"Is this bastard even capable? He's made such a grand spectacle up to now, at least make a charge! Don't tell me that by the time the forty days are over, he won't even have perfected the four stages of the Outer Mansion!"

"Is he trying to make Zhang Xun laugh himself to death, and then take the opportunity to escape?"

Those waiting to watch the show were already becoming impatient.

The person directly facing the gradually approaching death remained as still as a clay sculpture or wooden figure, without the slightest movement. He seemed to hear nothing, see nothing, and feel nothing.

Were it not for the purple Qi still rising from his face, he would seem as if he had already entered nirvana.

The twenty-first day that the self-proclaimed remarkable Mr. Xiao, who had only survived one round of the Yellow River Convention preliminaries, sat cultivating on the main street.

His progress in striving for Divine Arrival... was still at the first Star Tower.

These twenty-one days were also twenty-one days of diligent cultivation and serious studying for Jiang Wang.

Exchanging ideas with Zhu Weishun, who had already achieved Divine Arrival, was also of great benefit to his own path to Divine Arrival.

However, even the two senior and junior brothers occasionally looking at Xiao Shu outside the building were somewhat perplexed.

No one knew what path Xiao Shu was taking.

He might have his own plans, but twenty-one days with no progress in itself was a cruel declaration.

His possibility of achieving Divine Arrival diminished infinitely with the passage of time.

Sitting there blankly, he was becoming more and more like a joke.

The people waiting nearby to watch Xiao Shu had already rotated several times.

Were it not for the 죄衛 (Zuì Wèi - Sin Guards) of Unredeemed City still maintaining order nearby, it's likely that some impatient individuals would have gone up and given him a few kicks.

People come and go, sometimes like the rising and setting sun.

The thirtieth day that the cultivator surnamed Xiao, who had stolen the elixir and defected, sat foolishly on the main street.

He had been building the first Star Tower for an entire month.

This was simply a wonder!

Never before had anyone needed to spend such a long time building a Star Tower.

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