Chapter 776: Asking Mr. Fang to Teach Dao?
Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
"Wow... this is your faction?" Surrounded by rolling hills, the green stone bridges connected the high peaks, and white cranes strolled in the clouds that were floating around the mountains and in the deep valleys.
In the depths of the lush forest dotted some pavilions and towers which matched the green and flourishing trees perfectly.
The grand and towering buildings were built in the forest in a certain orderly pattern without ruining the beauty and structure of the mountains.
In fact, Fang Qi had seen many factions where the tall and big palaces destroyed the structure of mountains.
However, this faction before him seemed to truly merge into nature. The winding paths looked serene, but the tranquility couldn't conceal the great dignity of this ancient faction.
Looked down from the sky, the whole faction was like a huge astrolabe on which all kinds of buildings dotted the mountainous forest like elusive stars.
Compared with the Three Saint Factions, this faction had fewer imposing buildings but had a different sense of aloofness and sereneness.
Only until now did Fang Qi learn that the two messengers who first visited the Yuanyang City Shop were third generation disciples of the Heavenly Faction. The fat one was Ding San, and the thin one was Shi Lei.
The person who came with them was Xiao Yunhe, the white-robed elder who had discussed Dao in the Heavenly Faction with the black-robed Daoist.
But...
Mr. Fang saw a loli walking before him!
What is going on with Jiang Xiaoyue? How did she come with us?!
"Hehehe!" Jiang Xiaoyue made a face at Mr. Fang and said, "I'm an outstanding disciple in the Heavenly Academy, so the elders sent me here to have a friendly visit in the Heavenly Faction which has the same root as our academy!"
Walking beside her, Elder Xiao Yunhe confirmed her words and added, "Some other outstanding disciples of the Heavenly Academy will come here too. In exchange, we'll send some outstanding disciples to the Heavenly Academy."
"You even have exchange students?!" Mr. Fang froze.
"That's the concept..." Xiao Yunhe laughed and said, "You had such programs long ago? I thought our exchange plan is a new idea. Hahaha!"
"Of course..." Mr. Fang said.
...
"Teaching Dao?" They talked with each other while walking toward the depths of the faction.
Mr. Fang froze. "Asking me to teach Dao...?"
"..." The white-robed Elder Xiao Yunhe said respectfully, "I heard that even some saint-level masters in the West Continent call you 'Instructor Fang' with respect. With your status, our disciples will be fortunate if you can teach Dao in our Heavenly Faction!"
He continued, "You may give a casual lesson. If I'm being presumptuous, please just forget it."
"..." Mr. Fang asked, "A casual lesson will do?"
"Of course!"
"Then, I'll do it..."
"Ugh...!?" Xiao Yunhe stared at Mr. Fang dumbfoundedly.
He agreed just like this?!
...
From the mountain gate, the group walked over a stone bridge and reached the Dao-Teaching Meadow where the new disciples did their morning training.
The disciples who were guarding the faction on the stone bridge bowed at them to greet them. The new disciples and advanced disciples stood in two square formations on Dao-Teaching Meadow and outside of the Dao Pursuit Palace. The new disciples were dressed in grey robes while the advanced disciples wore blue robes.
About 100 disciples were sitting on futons inside Dao Pursuit Palace, and they were dressed in white robes. They were the core disciples of the Heavenly Faction.
A few people sat in front of others, and their cuffs had embroidered auspicious beast patterns. Even though Mr. Fang didn't understand the division of the disciples in this faction, he could see that these were the most talented or most outstanding young disciples in the whole faction in one glance.
Such a big welcome ceremony...? Mr. Fang looked around and saw many white-robed young men and women sneaking glances at him from the left and the right.
Oh... Mr. Fang was excited. The promotion has produced good effects...
When Mr. Fang glanced at them, the disciples remembered his hellish gaze over instant noodles in the visuals. "..."
"That gaze seems to be able to decide your fate..." Elder Gu Song's narration was still fresh in their minds.
With a shiver, these disciples all shrugged like rabbits.
Of course, a group of old men walked toward Mr. Fang with big smiles.
"..."
...
They exchanged pleasantries.
...
There were six major disciples, three men and three women, in the Heavenly Faction. They sat at the front of the group.
Behind them were 36 outstanding disciples including Cang Feng and Xu Yingjie, the white-robed disciple of Gu Song.
After Mr. Fang was gone, some girls came together. "Was that Old Demon Fang... Oh, no... Holiness Fang?"
"When he glanced at me, I was suffocated..."
"Horrifying..."
"A master who destroys factions without blinking..."
"He cast a glance at me. Do you think...!!??"
"What are you talking about?" One of the white-robed women in the front walked over.
"Ahh-! Senior Sister Yu Yin!" the girls shrieked.
"Get yourselves ready; we'll visit Holiness Fang in the afternoon."
"Why are we going?"
"Can we not go...?"
"Oh! My stomach hurts!"
"I...I...I... experienced qi deviation last night during cultivation..."
"I..." Thud! One girl dropped to the ground stiffly.
"..."
...
Oblivious of the situation, Mr. Fang began to choose the location for the branch shop.
Different from other shops, the Heavenly Faction applied for the opening of this branch shop, so it was easy to obtain.
...
On the other side.
"Are you sure that you don't want to go and hear Senior Fang's lesson on Dao?"
"Lesson on Dao?" The girl who had fallen down stood up again. "Do we have the opportunity to hear Dao from a master who is on the Ascendance-level?"
"The... Senior Fang will really give a lesson on Dao?!" another girl asked cautiously.
"Are you going?"
"Yes! Yes!"
"4 PM at Immortal Tune Pavilion; don't be late."
...
Meanwhile, one the side of male disciples.
Cang Feng obviously had also heard the news.
"Lesson on Dao...?"
Instantly, the image of Mr. Fang eating instant noodles rose in his mind. "Burp-!"
"Mr. Fang taught us many battle pithy formulas..."
"Hairy bosses are afraid of fire, and big bosses are afraid of doors..." The image in his mind changed to the one in which the elves recited Mr. Fang's 'pithy formulas' with great pride.
"..."
Chapter 777: The E-Sports Industry that Held Up the World
Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
That was... an endless starry sky of immortal beauty.
Vague visuals floated in the starry sky, and it was hard to understand their meanings.
In the Half City Shop, Zou Mo hadn't had nightmares anymore after he was rescued by Mr. Fang and became an employee in the shop.
But lately, he kept having strange nightmares...
"They... will be imprisoned here forever. Their power can never pierce the endless void. They... can never rise above this world.
"But there are exceptions to everything..."
In his dreams, he seemed to see a figure, but he couldn't clearly see this person's face.
Before this figure was blinding golden light.
Then, he seemed to see a cup full of all kinds of horrifying alien bugs. When the lid was lifted, these horrifying existences which had been silent for a long time were disturbed and got restless.
When a pale blue spiritual light fell, he seemed to see countless bugs beginning to devour each other!
However, the scene was not clear and real. In the dreams, things were distorted, and the twisting and the struggling things seemed not to be bugs.
At this moment, a pair of eyes suddenly turned toward Zou Mo.
Instantly, Zou Mo's hair stood on end.
"Ah!" With a shiver, he instantly woke up at the counter.
"What's wrong?" Alarmed, Ruan Ning stood up from the seat beside him.
"So... sorry!" Zou Mo said apologetically, "Last... last night, I didn't sleep well."
...
Meanwhile, in St. Heinz's great hall.
"Then... in that ancient war... did anyone truly make that leap forward?" St. Dulan asked in a deep voice.
"In that war, no one made the leap," St. Heinz said mildly, "Because... that piece of divinity... or the so-called Dao Seed in the East Continent, broke."
"Bro... broke?!" St. Dulan said in astonishment.
"For people in the East Continent, it needs the combination of the right time, right place, and right people. For us, we need the holy trinity!" St. Heinz explained, "So, we can only wait for another opportunity to arrive."
...
– At the Heavenly Abyss Sea –
Two figures still stood on the reef on the shore of the Heavenly Abyss Sea.
Violent gales swept across the sea.
Reminiscent glints flashed in their eyes.
"Ascendance to the True Immortal Realm is like... bugs devouring each other."
"The time is coming... all of the world will fall into chaos... at that time..."
"Perhaps one day, they will destroy themselves this way."
...
– In the afternoon, at the Immortal Tune Pavilion in the Heavenly Faction –
This ancient and unique pavilion was famous since the ancestral master of the Heavenly Faction had listened to immortal tune and understood Great Dao in this pavilion.
This place was the highest-level Dao-teaching venue in the Heavenly Faction.
It was heard that every person who had the privilege to teach Dao here was at least a senior member with a high position and great power. The Immortal Tune Pavilion was only opened for teaching Dao once in hundreds or even one thousand years.
In the pavilion, the fragrance of rare herbs floated around. The top spiritual scent could refresh people's mind and help them concentrate with excellent effects. Although Mr. Fang had just decided to give a lecture on impulse, the Heavenly Faction had ordered the disciples to prepare the place with great care ahead of time. Sedately sitting on the futons in the pavilion, they looked as if they had bathed, scented, and even fasted for three days.
Sitting in the front row were the white-robed Elder Xiao Yunhe, the black-robed elder, and a few elders whom Mr. Fang had seen in the great hall.
Behind them were the six most outstanding disciples of the Heavenly Faction. Two of them, one man and one woman, sat in the center.
The white-robed man on the left with a solemn expression was the Elder Senior Disciple Zhuge Qinlong, and he was the most talented young disciple in the Heavenly Faction.
The white-robed tranquil woman sitting on the right was Yu Yin. Although she had entered the faction much later, her talent was on pair with Elder Senior Disciple Zhuge Qinlong.
Then, they saw Mr. Fang walking in from the outside.
When Mr. Fang passed, some female disciples almost had cold sweat popping out.
Cang Feng and some male disciples remembered the special effects in the visuals and also had cold sweat on their foreheads.
"Erm-hem!" He cleared his throat and said, "I didn't know that I would be invited to give a lesson on Dao, so I'll make it casual."
"This opening...??"
"Huh?"
The elders thought, This style doesn't feel right...?
"The Dao which one can explain is not the unchanging Dao," Mr. Fang said, "It means that Dao is something that you can understand but not to be talked about. If it's explained, it's no longer the permanent Great Dao; it's only one person's Dao."
[TL Note: 'The Dao which one can explain is not the unchanging Dao' is the first line in Dao De Jing, a Chinese classic text traditionally credited to the 6th-century BC sage Laozi.]
"Hiss!" The elders sitting in the front row shivered and stared at Mr. Fang dumbfoundedly.
"The Dao which one can explain... is not the unchanging Dao?!" They chewed on Mr. Fang's words and felt like they were deep and mysterious.
The disciples immediately memorized the words silently.
Then, Mr. Fang changed the direction of the topic. "So, we must put more thought on ourselves."
"More thought on ourselves?" The white-robed Elder Xiao Yunhe obviously didn't understand.
"Yes," Mr. Fang answered, "You'll never fully understand it, but you can improve yourself continuously. During the process, your understanding of it will become deeper and deeper."
"Improve myself? Does it mean... that we must cultivate in seclusion every day in the faction?" The black-robed elder asked in bafflement.
"Of course not." Mr. Fang said, "Have you guys heard about... E-Sports?"
"E-Sports?!" The cultivators of the Heavenly Faction exchanged a look of confusion.
"I'll tell you a story." Then, Mr. Fang began to tell them the story about the duel at the top of Hua Mountain and shattering the void.
[TL Note: These refer to classic wuxia novels.]
"This... is E-Sports?" Xiao Yunhe asked curiously.
"No..." Mr. Fang said, "E-Sports is different. E-Sports relies on competitions in the virtual world to do this."
Then, he talked about E-Sports professional leagues... and all kinds of god-like pro players. He discussed the God-like UZI and Demon King Faker.
"God-like? Demon King?" The elders were truly stunned. "Senior, you mean... we can improve ourselves continuously through E-Sports and eventually become...'god-like'?!"
"But..." Xiao Yunhe shook his head and said, "Ancestral Master said that humans' strength can never break through the natural limit set for humans.
"Not everyone has such high and unique talents as you, Senior!"
"You're right." Mr. Fang spread his hands and said, "Your ancestral master only said that humans' strength couldn't do it, and he didn't say anything about skills and techniques. As the saying goes, 'skills and techniques reach Dao'. If you don't do E-Sports, who will?!"
"So..." Xiao Yunhe said in shock, "We... need to do the so-called E-Sports?!"
Chapter 778: League of Legends – the Glorious Chapter in This World!
Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
In the endless starry sky, the river of stars spanned across the void like a colorful band, displaying a radiance that people had never seen before.
The vision was a bit blurry but beautiful like a brilliant dream.
The cultivators who had entered the immortal palace in the Cultivation Realm looked glassy-eyed as if they were dreaming.
Each dream was different, but one thing was the same – the sense of extreme pressure.
It felt as if huge mountains from the prehistoric times crushed down on them one after another without stopping.
Standing in between the blurry palace, these cultivators vaguely felt like they were in a huge colosseum, and they seemed to be inside another vast space.
...
Buzz...
With a strange sound, those more than ten ancient swords hanging before the Yuanyang City Shop seemed to emit waves of strange energies.
The ancient swords that were in deep sleep all gradually woke up.
Even the most powerful Sky-Titled Sword revealed a trace of a sharp presence.
It was a presence of gathering strength to be ready for a great war...
Each of the swords had an extremely powerful sword spirit. No one knew what figures could control and use them.
"I feel it... Master's presence..."
"Master..." The two swords, Qing Shuang and Qing Min, let out a series of sword cries. "Our master had...
"Fallen long ago, right...?"
"This is our... first master!" The Sky-Titled Saint Sword seemed to be talking about their father who created them. "The presence is distant, but I can still feel it..."
...
"Sky One Two! Sky Two Three..." The cultivators who had stumbled into the Cultivation Realm saw a dark-clothed figure chanting in a low voice with a swift glance. Sword energies appeared around this figure one by one like an escort convoy.
Endless godly lights fell before this figure, and the radiant wings slowly spread behind him. Looking like a vague god, the golden-haired figure had a blurry face. "Dugu... Yi... can... rival... gods?"
"Immortal-Hacking Sword Array!" At the black-clothed figure's command, 108 flying swords instantly formed a horrifying major array. The sky and land seemed to be shattered by this horrifying vortex of sword array and revealed a large stretch of pitch-black void...
...
"Ahh-!" It was early morning when Zou Mo suddenly sat up from his bed.
He seemed to have a nightmare in which terrifying battles occurred one after another.
He saw faces from the East Continent and... the West Continent...
...
Then, he seemed to see the black-clothed figure leaving with his body covered in blood, and half of the swords were destroyed. However, he couldn't see any living creatures in his vision.
Also, he seemed to see countless masters fall to the ground and die...
He felt like he also heard laughs, some mocking and some disdainful, from the supreme river of stars.
"Tsk! Tsk..."
"Puny monkeys."
"As lowly as dust..."
...
Meanwhile, Mr. Fang had finished the mission of teaching Dao in the Immortal Tune Pavilion.
The location for the new shop was decided; it was in the Dongxuan Cave Abode not far from the Heavenly Faction.
This was one of the busiest gathering places for cultivators and warriors in the East Continent.
Different from the Continent of Immortal Relics and the West Continent, the biggest gathering places for cultivators in this continent were all built in small worlds.
The Dongxuan Cave Abode was one of them.
This shop was probably bigger than all the old shops combined if you only calculated the external area the shops covered instead of the interior spaces that the System had expanded.
It was originally a huge palace that was as big as a soccer field in the eastern zone, but the System had rebuilt it.
Now, it had modern-styled pure-white walls and huge floor-to-ceiling windows. The black stately gate had a huge word written above it –'Origins'.
Stepping into the shop on the orange hardwood floor, people would see rows of E-Sports computers and comfortable leather chairs. The pure-white radiant lights mingled with blueish-purple created a dream-like atmosphere in the shop.
Different from the other shops, the new shop had compartments for clubs and E-Sports teams.
Of course, the old shops would also be upgraded soon.
At this moment, Mr. Fang received a new task.
[New Task: A Wuxia Game Which Is called Xianxia
Task Target: The number of players in the new shop reaches 100,000
Task Reward: Online Game – Sword Heroes' Fate 3 System Remake Version]
[TL Note: This is a popular MMORPG, but it seems like another mobile game has the same name in English.]
"Ugh...?" Mr. Fang scratched his head. "Are you kidding me? A journey to the Great Tang Dynasty?"
...
At this moment, the Heavenly Faction's elders led the most outstanding disciples into the shop.
Mr. Fang even saw the white-haired and white-bearded Grand Elder who was holding a golden scroll sticking his head in and wondering, "Is this the place...?"
Seeing Mr. Fang, he immediately walked over and said, "Daoist Friend Fang!"
"Congratulations...!"
Of course, many other factions also came to congratulate Mr. Fang with gifts. After all, Mr. Fang had an awesome reputation here after those special effects were added to the video.
...
"Senior Fang!" While searching for the new game named 'E-Sports', Gu Song looked at Mr. Fang embarrassedly and asked, "Can you tell me where the E-Sports-related mystical realm is?"
"The shop has released the trailer of the new game," Mr. Fang said.
Meanwhile, the players in the old shops obviously had also found the new stuff.
The knights of the Golden Griffin Knight Legion obviously had suffered for hours in Dark Souls today.
At this moment, they suddenly saw a pop-up window in QQ. "Trailer of the new game?"
"What kind of new game?!" Elven looked at the pop-up window on the screen curiously.
"A new game?!" The elves and assassins obviously had also seen it.
"A trailer too...?"
Immediately, they clicked it open.
Endless flames of war spread out like wildfire on the wasteland, destroying the sky and the land.
In the ancient palace in the distant rift, the summoners gathered.
Countless golden lights fell from the sky. With wings spreading out, an angel in golden armor came as if in answer to the summon.
Before her, the deep darkness gathered and condensed into a demon's figure.
Lights and shadows gathered and condensed into countless strange faces in the rift.
Figures flashed by while they murmured in the dusk.
"The true power... comes from the tearing inside."
"Many foes, one strike!" A sword beam tore open the darkness. In the setting sun, the viewers seemed to see the figure swinging the sword.
"Ignorance is fatal!" In the dark mist, a dark shadow faded.
"Now, the curtain is gradually lifted!"
"Face the wind!" The wanderer who was carrying a long saber appeared. When the saber slashed, gusts swept across the space, blocking the sun and the sky!
...
"What's this...?!"
Everyone watched the scenes full of saber and sword beams as wind blew and fire ignited...
At this moment, it seemed an unknown tinder from somewhere was ignited.
Chapter 779: Turbulent Homeland – the Pinnacle in Warriors' Dreams!
Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
The Yellow Spring Sea to the east of Half City had always been a forbidden zone for all cultivators in this sea area.
Without any birds flying above it, the turbid yellow sea was deadly silent.
The water that had a rotten-smell surged up in huge waves, and something seemed to wake up slowly on the bottom of the deadly silent sea.
...
The ancient immortal palace in the Cultivation Realm floated up. A pair of icy-cold eyes that had been through many tribulations looked down on the dried-up land. "After so many tribulations, my Heaven-Hiding Saint Realm has declined too..."
Under the invisible force in the lowest level of the immortal palace, the crystal coffins sealed by ice began to open slowly.
...
"Time brings great changes... oceans turn into mulberry fields." In the Continent of the Immortal Village (East Continent), a straight figure stood on the tallest mountain in a mountain range like an arrogant eagle, and intense sword lights occasionally glinted in his turbid eyes.
Looking at the distant white clouds, the winding rivers, and the rolling mountains, he found the world both strange and familiar.
"Time passes as quickly as a white horse crossing a crevice... I wonder... if the Dugu Sword Tomb at the foot of Heaven-Seeking Peak and the Dugu Family... is still there..."
...
"Tribulation... Destruction! I can smell it..." In the huge fortress built with black rocks to the north of Canglan City, the dwarf craftsmen made up the majority of the population. Right now, they sensed the ominous presence gradually spreading in the air.
...
At the Gods Peak in the Radiant Light Godly Nation stood a dream-like palace made completely with crystals.
Pure golden godly lights flashed in Princess Isabella's eyes.
Her body floated up as if she was weightless.
If saint-level masters were here, they would be horrified to see that the godly lights were being emitted from the inside of her body.
Although the force was still not complete, it was indeed godly force!
It came from within instead of an outside source, which meant that this force belonged completely to her!
"This time, I'll give you people a huge surprise!" Her lips curved up while her eyes seemed to pierce through endless time and space and see that ancient battleground.
...
Meanwhile, in Origins Internet Club.
With Instructor Fang's tutorial, the idle students had obtained great progress.
At the untended graves, St. Leidon had a small round shield in his left hand and a slim and long sword in the right hand.
The huge halberd crashed down viciously like a falling mountain.
However, he blocked it with his shield and diverted his opponent's force with a streak of strange strength.
Boom!
Parry!
"I did it!"
Standing before Lothric the Younger Prince and the last Lord of Cinder, St. Willy lifted his staff while magic light transformed into a thin barrier of light, blocking all the spells cast by his opponents.
He waved his staff lightly, and countless magic crystals hovered around him like sharp swords. Meanwhile, magic lights transformed into soul arrows and shot out silently!
...
Obviously, the players had begun to master these high-level battle skills and had toughened their minds during the process. Even when facing existences several times more powerful than themselves, they wouldn't be anxious. They fought these enemies calmly and even turned the tables.
...
Of course, they were still a few steps away from clearing the stage.
...
At this moment, most of the players in the shop had improved their battle skills to a certain level. The players who could calmly fight their way to the later stage of Dark Souls were truly grandmasters.
...
Of course, some players were comparatively dull, such as some elves.
On her screen, Rowling was still fighting Farron's Breakdance Crew.
She fought with tears on her face; it was a nightmare for a clumsy player like her.
"Ah... I can't do it..." Rowling was extremely frustrated. "I'll watch the new TV Series for a while..."
However, her battle skills had improved a lot while she went from being stuck with Gundyr to fighting with Farron's Undead Legion.
...
At this moment, Mr. Fang glanced at the task list.
[Task: Challenger's Tutorial School (Elementary)
Task Target: Help the muggle students reach the average (Average: Advanced Level). Help the excellent students reach Master Level
Completeness: (1) 88%, (2) 74%
Task Reward: League of Legends]
Under Instructor Fang's tireless guidance, the idle and dumb students had made great progress, and the task was almost completed.
...
"Sir! Want to watch the new TV Series?" While he read the system task, Mr. Fang heard this question.
The branch shop in Dongxuan Cave Abode didn't have many issues for Mr. Fang to handle, so he didn't stay in the new shop all the time.
At this moment, he was sitting in the Canglan City Shop.
He had sent Li Xin'er and a few other old employees from the Yuanyang City Shop to manage the new shop.
Meanwhile, the Canglan City Shop began to recruit employees.
"Merlin...?" Elder Li Wuya obviously was handling the recruitment of new employees for Mr. Fang.
"Yes!" Mr. Fang posted a message in Mr. Fang's Group Tour QQ group chat, [Group tour for the new TV Series. The old driver is at the wheel; anyone wants to get onboard?]
[Which one do we watch first?] Nalan Mingxue asked.
[We'll watch Turbulent Homeland first.]
Su Tianji replied, [Count me in!
Nalan Mingxue chimed in, [Me!]
Jiang Xiaoyue added, [Me! Me! Me!]
"..."
Soon, a big group of people got on board.
...
Meanwhile, in the branch shop at the Dongxuan Cave Abode.
The new customers were mostly disciples and elders of Heavenly Faction.
The rest were cultivators and warriors sent by other factions to congratulate the opening of the shop and some curious passersby.
For now, there were hundreds of customers in the shop.
In the new shop at Dongxuan Cave Abode, the customers were hesitating over the many games and TV Series while talking among themselves, "Which one shall we try first?"
After all, the new shop had all the games and TV Series.
"There are so many..."
"Maybe we can try the new item in the shop," Elder Xiao Yunhe suggested.
Soon, many people clicked open the Turbulent Homeland.
...
Like Wind and Cloud, this TV Series was initially designed to be in the Wuxia Genre.
Later, due to the increase of power, the series obtained a certain flavor of fantasy and Xianxia but still retained the authentic Wuxia system.
It was why it became a pinnacle for warriors to look up at.
It was also a stunning legend!
At this moment, Nalan Hongwu, Zong Wu, Liang Heihu, and other warriors were also watching the show on Mr. Fang's tour bus.
The scene before them dimmed...
Then, they found that they were in an ocean of clouds while mountains swiftly moved back beneath their feet. Their gaze went up with the sword-like mountain peak which shot into the high sky.
The mountain peak was so high that it seemed to touch the Heavenly Realm. Thunder and lightning bolts flashed around them.
A person stood at the ultimate peak in the clouds.
"A warrior?" Nalan Hongwu and other warriors including the warriors in the Canglan City Shop widened their eyes at the scene.
Red and black demonic flames rose. Then, a sword was unsheathed, and dancing-snake-like lightning energy engulfed it.
In the darkness, the saber energy transformed into a blinding light. Instantly, even the booming lightning bolts dimmed before this light!
Before this figure was a huge Tai Chi pattern composed of the huge black presence of Yin and white presence of Yang.
The saber energy and the Tai Chi collided while countless streaks of horrifying essence spread out like a primeval storm, instantly knocking down mountains and cracking land!
"Are they also warriors?!"
It must be noted that the human warriors in this world had worked hard for countless years to achieve their current status, but they were still inferior to cultivators.
However, they saw that the horrifying presences released from the two warriors who were battling were great enough to shatter the sky and the land!
Are these two people really warriors?!
They were instantly stunned by these two ultimate figures!
This was the pinnacle stage that warriors had been dreaming about!
Chapter 780: Learned a New Skill: Reciting Poems
Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
The story of Turbulent Homeland wasn't very novel. It was about the Dongying Region's invasion into the Central Region which triggered an ultimate battle between the pinnacle masters of both sides.
At this moment, no one was aware that a huge catastrophe was brewing invisibly. Qi Tiandi, the World-Creating Demon Emperor of the Demon Realm, the once No.1 Godly Warrior in the Heaven Realm and the god of destruction and rebirth, was scheming with the energy from the Saint Demon Embryo and the Godly State Pillar!
...
It was an ancient story told in a traditional way.
However...
Before them...
Like the Legend of the White Snake, this TV Series obviously also had a theme song. The difference was that this TV Series mostly had theme music at the beginning instead of opening songs.
Figures of great presence flashed before them like shooting stars accompanied by intense drumbeats. Under the blood-colored setting sun, tens of thousands of ships in neat formations set off, carrying countless warriors on a sea journey toward the Central Region.
The Central Region, Dongying Region, and Demon Realm... a huge martial story slowly lifted its curtain.
The chilly lights that were flashing like lightning bolts were exquisite moves. The hands moved with the presence of mountains or tsunamis, and they could shatter the sky and the land – this was a battle between true masters!
At this moment, the viewers just didn't want the opening song to finish, feeling as if their blood was kindled like fire!
Even the elves screamed silently, This TV Series is so good!
Although they didn't understand what wuxia was, they screamed, "Wow... this is so cool!"
"Are they the warriors in the East Continent?!" Even the saint-level masters such as St. Willy and St. Leidon couldn't help gasping in surprise.
"Huh-?" Dugu Xiao, the black-robed elder carrying a sword on his back, watched the opening song and exchanged a look with Elder Xiao Yunhe who sitting beside him.
"Oh! How come these people read poems when they make their appearances!?"
The warriors in the Deserted Sea Realm and Spiritual State all watched the TV Series in amazement.
Before they saw the characters, ethereal tunes came to their ears from the sky.
The elves in the West Continent were even more amazed.
"..."
"This..."
How come these warriors are so cool?!
...
"Is this wuxia too?!" Nalan Hongwu was enthralled by the show. Obviously, only the customers in the old shops could understand it.
"Wuxia? What's wuxia...?" The saint-level masters in the West Continent asked in clumsy Spirit State Language that they had obviously just learned from the Language Inspiration Spiritual Spell.
Aren't they a group of powerful warriors?
What is this powerful stuff called Wuxia?!
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Despite their puzzlement, this group of people sat before the computers and watched the new TV Series in fascination.
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As mentioned before, the Continent of the Immortal Village had three factions, four sects, and six major cave abodes.
Some of them had a very long history, and some of them had gradually grown in the long years into their current states.
"Everything... declined so much..." A black-clothed figure walked in the desolate valley and plucked a wildflower from the knee-length weeds which were as lush as green jade. In the abundant but turbid spiritual essence, there seemed to be fragments of broken array bases.
He bent down and began to clean up the weeds. Suddenly, he looked up and saw another figure standing at the entrance of the valley.
It was a bookish man, and he appeared to be a gentle teacher at first glance.
His face was sickly pale, and he was so thin that it seemed like he had just recovered from a long-standing illness. It felt like a big wind would knock him down.
If not for the horrifying phenomenon spreading from his feet, anyone would take him as an ordinary person.
His black robe was so dark that it seemed to represent death. The ink-like presence spread out on the ground with each step he took, withering and killing all the lush plants it touched.
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Not only in the night but during the day, Zou Mo would see extremely weird things from nowhere whenever he closed his eyes.
He seemed to see a black figure. The darkness spreading from him seemed to be able to devour the sky, the land, and the whole world!
"Evil Emperor... Shang Jiuwen...?!"
The darkness seemed to devour him too!
Vaguely, he seemed to be watching the prehistoric time when ultimate masters were everywhere, and shockingly talented figures rose one after another.
That era seemed to be the most glorious and prosperous time in human history!
Then, he saw countless shooting stars fall from the sky. Under the cloud and mist was a wasteland by the ocean.
"Ah-!" He felt like the figures were extremely familiar to him. At this moment, he fell from the high sky too...
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From the endless void, there seemed to be a cold gaze devoid of any human emotions looking down.
This pair of eyes seemed to be there eternally, gazing at each era like an omnipresent supervisor. Anyone and anything was naked before this pair of eyes as if no secrets could escape from them.
Meanwhile, in the darkness in the void, countless pairs of greedy eyes seemed to be gazing at the world as well.
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Like surging flames, the blazing desire for battle turned the whole jade-like valley into scorched land.
Such a scene had happened before...
However, in the next moment, even though the desire for battle was still there, the suffocating atmosphere evaporated instantly.
After all, only one person could make another step forward.
One man's success meant countless deaths. Countless people flourished like flowers in the summer and then withered and died. Tens of thousands of years later, no one would remember their names. Perhaps... this was their fate.
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"It's over so soon?!" Although four episodes of the Turbulent Homeland were released, the warriors and cultivators felt like the hour-long episodes were as short as three minutes.
"I feel like the shop owner secretly shortened the time of each episode?" Sala and the other elves stared at Mr. Fang suspiciously.
They checked the length several times but couldn't find any fault with it. Resigned, they watched them again.
Each of the four episodes had fierce battles, giving them a ton of inspiration.
"A half god, a half saint, and also a half immortal; a full scholar, a full Daoist and a full sage. Tens of thousands of scrolls in the head, excel in pen and sword to support half the world!" In extremely clumsy Spirit State Language (Mandarin), the elves recited the words while shaking their heads.
"I decided!" Sala yelled, "This is my poem slogan!"
As an elf with good taste, she felt satisfied with this elegant and cool slogan.
"This is mine!" Rowling snorted.
Even the elves in the new shop acted like this, let alone the customers in the old shops even though they had only watched the first four episodes.
Obviously, watching these battles gave them a great boost.
"Huh...?"
[Task: Challenger's Tutorial School (Elementary) – Completed
Task Reward: League of Legends]