Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 503 - 391 Discussing the Tao!

Chapter 503: Chapter 391 Discussing the Tao!

"The puppet itself has no strength and must be infused with the forge’s own power to have corresponding strength."

The green-skirted fairy nibbled on a liqueur chocolate as she spoke.

Wu Xiaode nodded silently.

Indeed.

The gods in the heavens infused their power into the puppets, and only then did the puppets possess power that transcended the gods themselves.

That being the case—

If the Destruction Council’s elders were to make use of the puppets, they too would need to infuse sufficient power into them.

There was just over an hour left before the life-and-death battle.

They had to hurry to forge the puppets and devise a way to eliminate me.

—What would they do?

Wu Xiaode smiled, feeling a sense of anticipation.

"I’m taking my leave now, have fun," he waved to the green-skirted fairy.

"Then... then come play often," she said, her gaze already irresistibly drifting toward the peach tree—

The grand festivities had begun.

"Got it, I was in a hurry this time. Next time, I’ll bring some tasty treats," Wu Xiaode said, smiling.

Not wanting to disturb the fairies’ revelries any longer, he casually took out a token.

Human Emperor’s Token.

—Each of those elders has the strength of Siang.

Preparing just one countermeasure probably won’t be enough to kill them all.

More strategies will be necessary!

Wu Xiaode channeled Soul Power into the Human Emperor’s Token, immediately activating its power and teleporting away from the Inner World of Kunlun.

...

Human Emperor’s Secret Realm.

Wu Xiaode appeared silently outside a city.

He stood under the shade of a tree, quietly watching people in the distance transporting stone and lumber, repairing the city walls.

—Just one hour and seven minutes left before the elders’ life-and-death battle.

A figure suddenly dashed toward him from afar.

It was a woman.

She looked at Wu Xiaode with an indifferent expression and spoke:

"My End told me you arrived."

—Caijing!

She was originally named Caijing, a Saintess of the Ten Thousand Spirit Silence Association, with the ability to bring time to a standstill.

"It seems the secret realm is nearly established," Wu Xiaode said.

"Indeed, it’s almost finished—Let’s talk business. What are you here for?" Caijing asked.

"The Destruction Council will soon engage in a life-and-death fight with the Ten Thousand Spirit Silence Association. The victor will pass a trial and thereby earn the chance to interact with the Heroic Spirits," Wu Xiaode said.

"I’m aware of that, but I’m trapped here and unable to assist the Association," Caijing replied.

Her expression was calm, yet a twinge of concern flashed through her eyes.

"I need you to contact your Association for me. I have crucial intelligence to share with them," said Wu Xiaode.

"Hmph, you cunning fellow, do you really think I would trust you?" Caijing said disdainfully.

Suddenly, rows of tiny characters appeared before her eyes:

"Urgent mission:"

"Lend him your support!"

"Description: He intends to kill the entire elder council of the Destruction, and if you are willing to assist him, not only will it aid the Ten Thousand Spirit Silence Association, but you will also receive Merit rewards."

"Do you accept this mission?"

Caijing quickly read through it and was somewhat moved.

"You... you’re a member of the Destruction Council. Why would you turn around and help our Ten Thousand Spirit Silence Association?" she couldn’t help asking.

"There’s not much time. I’ll be brief—the elder council will not tolerate me and wants me dead," Wu Xiaode said.

Caijing fell silent for a moment, then let out a laugh.

"That’s indeed the style of your Destruction Council. You old immortals would never allow a new generation like you to stand out—In light of the Human Emperor’s mission, I’ll trust you this once," she decided.

She pondered.

Considering the reliability of every mission she had received lately—

If a Heroic Spirit like the Human Emperor wished to deal with her, there would be no need for such roundabout schemes, nor would there be any inclination to play deceptive tricks on someone of her junior status.

This mission was to her benefit, to the Association’s benefit—why not do it?

Caijing made her decision.

First, she accepted the Human Emperor’s mission, then she took out a seal from her bosom.

"This is my seal; with it, you can teleport directly to the central hall of our Association."

"Go, and from this moment, you represent me."

"I hope you really can eliminate those old folks of the Destruction Council. I would indeed relish that sight," she said.

She tossed the seal to Wu Xiaode.

"Thanks, I’m off to handle business. I’ll seek you out for a chat later when I’m free," Wu Xiaode said before he prepared to activate the seal’s power to leave.

However, Caijing noticed an additional weapon at his waist.

Not being with the Destruction Council herself, she wasn’t immediately aware of the weapon’s origin.

But it stirred some emotions and discontent within her.

"It’s quite curious, really. I don’t understand how someone as fickle as you has reached this point," she said quietly as Wu Xiaode was about to leave.

Wu Xiaode paused, not leaving right away.

"Why do you think I’m fickle?" he asked, sounding surprised.

Caijing spoke earnestly:

"You have both a sword and a knife at your waist, and you know boxing. During combat, you also use stealth-based Magic—"

"I’ve heard that the Sword Spirit has high demands for Swordsmen."

"Other weapons and Magic are the same. Since ancient times, one must devote oneself sincerely to one path to climb higher."

"Yet none of your practices are specialized and devout."

"How has the Human Emperor chosen you as a successor?"

Wu Xiaode did not want to respond, but something happened at that moment.

The Book of the Dead floating in midair suddenly flipped open—

On the wall of wishes, the figures of countless Heroic Spirits emerged, densely packed and innumerable.

They all gazed attentively at Wu Xiaode and Caijing, their faces exhibiting an intent listening expression.

A row of ice crystal small characters then appeared:

"The debate begins."

"Your opponent has issued you a nearly perfect challenge with the utmost seriousness, based on their own understanding and practice of Martial Arts."

"This represents the cognition of countless strong fighters over thousands of years."

"Can you rebut this for yourself?"

"If you can refute the other party and win this debate, you’ll gain intelligence on affiliated Heroic Spirits."

Wu Xiaode glanced at the Heroic Spirits on the wall of wishes.

He always felt...

that these Heroic Spirits were somewhat strange.

But never mind that, since the Human Emperor hadn’t interfered in this matter and the wall of wishes had provided an official prompt rune.

Then let’s begin the debate.

Without a second thought, Wu Xiaode asked, "Caijing, how do you perceive the matter of growing stronger?"

Caijing, as if she too sensed something, spoke gravely:

"Since the year I turned seven when I joined the Ten Thousand Spirit Silence Association, I have been cultivating Magic every moment. Whether I’m walking, sitting, or lying down, it’s all about meditation and feeling the Power of Ancient Gods."

"Every day, I train relentlessly; every month, I’m certain to consult my teachers repeatedly; every year, I’m sure to challenge stronger Magic experts."

"Year after year, without rest, I’m only focused on climbing higher."

"Only through this journey have I attained the position of Saintess today."

Wu Xiaode nodded and said, "You’re indeed a strong fighter, but I’m different."

"I see you’re taking a scattergun approach, trying anything and everything—this is half-hearted and will never allow you to reach the pinnacle and become a true strong fighter."

Caijing said earnestly.

Wu Xiaode fell silent for a moment before speaking softly:

"I have a Desert Sword in my hand, and it has a Sword Spirit."

He bowed his head, drew the long sword from his waist, and held it gently in his hands.

"Desert Sword, do you wish to leave me? If you are unwilling to be wielded by me in battle, I shall not force you to stay."

The long sword remained quiet for a moment, then suddenly emitted a soft humming sound. It shook free from his grasp and reinserted itself into the scabbard at his waist.

Caijing’s face underwent a slight change.

Wu Xiaode continued, "According to what you said, the Sword Spirit has high demands for a Swordsman—"

"But the Sword Spirit of the Desert Sword has acknowledged me."

"Do you know why?"

"I would like to hear more." Caijing spoke, full of confusion.

Wu Xiaode gently patted the scabbard and said:

"My one sincere aspect is that I am alive."

"Alive?" Caijing was taken aback.

"You could be selected to join the Ten Thousand Spirit Silence Association, learn various Magic, and grow all the way, but I couldn’t."

Wu Xiaode’s face showed a hint of reminiscence as he continued:

"I had no money and couldn’t learn anything. The only thing I could do every day was struggle to survive."

"Even the first time I faced a giant, I couldn’t even lift a weapon."

"At the brink of Life and Death, if using a sword could save me, I would use a sword;"

"If I had to use a knife to extricate myself from danger and live, then I would use a knife without hesitation;"

"Unable to defeat the enemy, but I wanted to live—"

"So the first exclusive ability I Awakened was stealth."

Wu Xiaode stood still as a surge of powerful will emerged around him, so strong that even the birds in the jungle were startled and flew off.

"Alive—"

"Even if I have to crawl and scramble in the mud, even if I need to rely on any Power, or fight in a totally unruly way like a beast—"

"I must live!"

His eyes seemed to flicker with an elusive flame.

"I entreat all Powers to help me, to let me live."

"This isn’t because I’m indecisive, nor because I’m inherently superior, but simply because I am a living being."

"I want to survive."

"That is my only will in battle."

He reached out and gently caressed the Desert Sword, then laid his hand on the long knife.

Both the sword and knife sang out.

Caijing couldn’t help but change her expression slightly and stepped back, yet she still said stiffly:

"You will never be able to reach the peak of any skill this way."

Wu Xiaode said, "You might be right, but you’ve mistaken one thing."

"What?" Caijing asked.

Wu Xiaode’s gaze wandered towards the direction of the city.

A deafening chorus of construction chants came from there, as if the building of the city walls had reached a critical moment.

He seemed to recall something and shook his head:

"Not everyone in the world is as fortunate as you, to have your talents and your conditions to focus on cultivation."

"Often times, beings only wish to stay alive."

"Just like me."

Caijing’s expression changed again and again. She wanted to say something more but found she could not refute his argument.

This was the undeniable suffering of all beings, and also the most fundamental desire of all life.

This man was like a beast, simply seeking to survive the fight.

In his eyes, there were no discrimination between schools and no doctrine of weapons; he would not dedicate everything to any technique.

This man returned to the most primitive desire for life.

No wonder both powerful weapons were in his hands, yet showed no hint of rebellion.

Weapons.

Were originally tools to help people stay alive!

This is the essence of all!

Suddenly, Caijing felt as though something in her clouded mind had been unlocked, a feeling of sudden enlightenment surged through her chest, making her want to rejoice in appreciation of the man before her.

She put away the anger on her face and sighed:

"So that’s how it is, I concede that I’m not your equal."

Wu Xiaode shook his head, took out the seal prepared to leave.

Suddenly—

With a loud "clang," the Book of the Dead hovered in midair, with nine stars suddenly emerging from the top.

(What’s this about my readers’ group getting blocked? Wasn’t everything fine?)

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