Da Xuan Martial Saint

Chapter 648: Chapter 377: The Number One Grandmaster in the World_2

And yet,

its level would invariably preside above all other inherent natures of heaven and earth.

He had a premonition that if he could use the Yin Yang Rotation as a lead and touch upon the true Path of Years, seizing that power, perhaps he might transcend the third step of Artistic Conception and reach a level above that of Celestial Humans!

Although he had pondered for decades, he was still like someone trying to make out flowers through the fog, unable to make any significant progress. But everyone has their own path, and he only believed that the path he was on was the true way. At his stage, there was no longer a concept called ‘confidence’; his will in Martial Arts had long become like a mountain, unshakeable, and like a still mirror to water, utterly unconfused.

“The higher the level, a single tier’s difference often means a world apart…It is likely that since ancient times countless people have pursued the Path of Years, but to this day no texts have been passed down.”

The old Taoist sighed.

Those who had reached the end of Martial Arts and stepped into the Celestial Human Level, or those who sought to uncover the Ninth Realm of the Body Tempering Method, or who wished to discover the fourth step of Artistic Conception—none have succeeded thus far. Some may have spent half their lives pursuing this and seemed very close, just like his senior brother, the Taoist Master of the Mysterious Heaven, who seemed to be just one step away. Yet this one step might well be an insurmountable gulf.

Above the level of Celestial Humans, it perhaps resembled a mirage, where after a few more steps forward, it still feels just one step away, endlessly close yet eternally out of reach. This is also the ultimate destination for all Martial Men who have experienced the Blood Exchange Realm and the Celestial Human Level after their advent.

And yet,

the old Taoist knew that the path attempted by the Taoist Master of Mysterious Heaven was likely much more challenging than those trying to explore the Ninth Realm of the Body Tempering Method, as Artistic Conception is ultimately more ethereal than the Martial Body.

Just like if there wasn’t a clear text guiding one, trying to understand Artistic Conception on one’s own and knowing how to take one, two, or three steps forward is almost an impossible task. Each of these steps is the result of countless predecessors’ exploration and refinement, discussions and conclusions until finally someone truly crosses over, whereas refining the Martial Body is at least a bit more tangible.

“You haven’t yet told me what you encountered.”

The Taoist Master of Mysterious Heaven took a sip of tea and looked at the old Taoist with a calm voice.

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The old Taoist ‘ha-ha’ laughed, brushed away the cluttered thoughts, and said, “Just now, I mentioned that the Cold North is barren, and in a thousand years, it produced but two notable figures. However, this time, another extraordinary person has emerged.”

“A Qiankun Grandmaster of thirty-three, who has just entered the Marrow Cleansing Realm and already comprehended the Qiankun Domain, even Yuwen Hao, that old demon, was repelled by him. In my observation, his foundation is so profound that it may even surpass Ji Hao!”

Speaking of this,

the old Taoist narrowed his eyes and said, “He had not yet entered the Five Viscera Realm when I happened to see him once. The Heavenly Mandate I divined for him was very strange; the most ordinary kind of fate. Although similar to others with unpredictable fates, its essence seemed somehow different, more like an established fate that had, for some unknown reason, deviated greatly.”

“What a pity that the boy did not wish to let me divine his Heavenly Mandate then. Otherwise, I might have seen things more clearly.”

The path he practiced was to perceive the Heavenly Mandate and destiny, clearer than the Mysterious Mechanism Pavilion, but this also imposed a constraint on him—he could not interfere with the normal course of destiny, not even the slightest, including divination, which required full voluntary participation from the other party. He could not force it; otherwise, what was divined would be utterly confused and wrong.

“Oh?”

The Taoist Master of Mysterious Heaven slowly set down the teacup and said, “Is that so?”

A Qiankun Grandmaster of thirty-three,

able to repel Yuwen Hao,

with a foundation surpassing Ji Hao from back in the day,

indeed…not bad.

The Taoist Master of Mysterious Heaven’s eyes flickered with a trace of light, but soon returned to tranquility, and he closed his eyes once more.

Seeing the Taoist Master of Mysterious Heaven’s indifferent reaction, the old Taoist suddenly exhibited a bored expression and said, “Senior brother, you’re still as uninteresting as ever. A Qiankun Grandmaster of thirty-three is, after all, unprecedented.”

“Oh.”

The Taoist Master of Mysterious Heaven responded blandly, “Let me know when he enters the Blood Exchange Realm.”

Without entering the Blood Exchange Realm, one is still but an ant. This phrase might not be wholly applicable to Chen Mu, who indeed had some ability to repel Yuwen Hao, but for him, only those who are at the same level of Celestial Humans caught his eye.

Even then,

it must be those few closest to the end of Martial Arts—just that handful. As for the others, like the Northern King Yuan Hong and the like, he didn’t care much for them, nor did he have any interest in meddling with the chaos of a troubled world. What he pursued lay deeper beyond the clouds.

Chen Mu had just stepped into the Marrow Cleansing Realm, and his journey had only just begun. At least until he entered the Blood Exchange Realm could he barely stand before him and discuss the Dao of Qiankun and heaven and earth. Before that, regardless of how monstrous or talented, it didn’t matter.

At his Realm,

talent, understanding—it all didn’t matter anymore, for he already stood at the end of Martial Arts. Only those who had truly reached where he was could catch his eye. Until then, it just didn’t count.

“Truly uninteresting.”

The old Taoist looked at the Taoist Master of Mysterious Heaven, shook his head with diminished spirits, but then he chuckled and said, “However, those from the Imperial Court are probably going to explode with this news. I need to see their reaction.”

With that,

he didn’t bother with farewells, stood up, and vanished from the courtyard with a whoosh.

Leaving the Taoist Master of Mysterious Heaven still with his eyes closed, who after a slight shake of his head, continued to sit on the edge of the pine branch, swaying gently with the ancient pine, as the simple courtyard once again returned to silence.

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