Chapter 753 - 712: Mo Wanshui’s Madness
Chapter 753: Chapter 712: Mo Wanshui’s Madness
Wishing for a calm heart, Shen Han didn’t linger in the room any longer.
Outside, upon seeing Shen Han step out, two maidservants from the Prince Mansion quickly approached.
"Mr. Shen, the mansion has prepared some food for you. Lin will bring it over shortly, so please, sir, wait a moment."
The maid speaking had an attractive face, seemingly having dressed up especially for the occasion.
The manner in which she spoke was quite considered, subtly revealing her name in conversation.
By now, everyone in the Prince Mansion likely knew of Shen Han’s prowess.
Even a slight association could bring unimaginable benefits.
However, Shen Han had no interest in them.
These little schemes were simply ignored by him.
"How many days have I stayed in the room?"
"Sir, you haven’t left the room for four days."
The maid named Lin slightly bowed, her tone respectful.
Taking a glance around, Shen Han contemplated deeply; for him, it felt like only half a day had passed.
Yet outside, four days had already flown by.
"Please wait a moment, Mr. Shen. Lin will bring the dishes over first.
Sir, having not eaten for days, you still need some nourishment."
Shen Han nodded, then sat back in the room, waiting for them to bring in the food.
While pondering in his mind, Shen Han planned to seek out others soon.
He indeed needed to talk with others.
He wanted to hear what they thought about the Law Origin.
In his musings, Shen Han recalled those dots and lines that appeared when he delved into his consciousness.
And the entire fabric woven from these lines.
These might be key to his next step in mastering the Power of Laws.
Before long, the two maidservants brought the food into the room.
After placing it on the table, Shen Han asked them to leave.
It was apparent that both maids felt a bit disappointed.
Especially the one named Lin.
Shen Han was exceedingly gentlemanly, so much so that he hadn’t touched them at all, let alone engaged in any flirtatious banter.
Honestly, in their eyes, Shen Han was the ideal partner.
Immensely powerful and strikingly handsome.
Gaining even a bit of his affection would have been satisfying.
If they could bear his offspring, their later years would surely be worry-free.
After eating some food, Shen Han then went to find Prince Cheng.
From Prince Cheng, he found some cultivators.
In this world, those who embarked on the path of cultivation more or less had some thoughts on the Heaven and Earth Laws.
Shen Han sought out a pavilion with everyone and began a discussion.
Shen Han was very eager to know if they had ever entered a similar strange state when comprehending the Law Origin.
And in their eyes, what exactly was the Law, and how did they understand the essence of cultivation.
The conversation lasted two hours.
For Shen Han, the gains were limited.
Within Prince Cheng’s Mansion, although everyone had stepped into cultivation through those ancient books, most people’s understanding was too shallow.
In Shen Han’s view, their venture into cultivation seemed like a stroke of luck.
They merely discovered a path while following the cultivation technique, one that could resist the suppressive force of the heavens and earth.
But they never delved into the essence of the Law.
However, one person mentioned something that Shen Han found intriguing.
During his cultivation, he had a similar experience to Shen Han’s.
Except his observation slightly differed from Shen Han’s.
According to his account, he was able to see the suppressive force within the heavens and earth.
He resisted it with his own strength, and only then finally stepped into cultivation.
After two hours, Shen Han decided not to continue the discussion.
During the conversation, Shen Han frequently posed questions.
And those questions often left them speechless, with them silently frowning.
Their journey on the path of cultivation was not yet stable enough.
Shen Han felt that if he continued discussing with them, he might disrupt their heart thoughts.
If so, with their limited power, they might all be ruined.
Shen Han had no desire to harm them.
The disparity in power and realm was too great; information they gleaned from him might be more harmful than beneficial.
As it stands, he still had to rely on himself for improvement.
Ultimately, understanding one’s Power of Laws was a path that truly fell on oneself.
The sky gradually darkened; Shen Han had already agreed to attend the banquet when he met Prince Cheng earlier.
After resting for a moment, he directly headed to the pavilion.
The evening banquet had fewer attendees, only Prince Cheng and a few core members of the mansion.
"Mr. Shen, have you been deep in thought reflecting in your room these past few days?"
Staying inside for four consecutive days, their curiosity was understandable.
At the dining table, they needed topics for conversation, so asking about this was unsurprising.
"I did have some insights in thought, but it’s yet to translate into tangible gains."
"Mr. Shen, with your extraordinary talent, such gains are surely inevitable.
If there’s anything needed during your cultivation, Mr. Shen, feel free to ask.
The servants in the mansion are quite perceptive and efficient, so just have them arranged."
"Then I thank you, Your Highness."
A hint of a smile appeared on Shen Han’s face as he replied.
"There’s no need for such words, Mr. Shen. For helping Cangye win the competition, that contribution alone is hard for the mansion to repay.
It’s the mansion’s honor to have you as our guest."
In the subsequent conversation, Prince Cheng made indirect efforts to probe Shen Han’s background.
Confronted with this, Shen Han skillfully deflected.
After all, he was not a cultivator from their realm, nor did he belong to the factions they thought substantial.