Chapter 673 - 155: Words for Junior Martial Disciples of Liang
Chapter 673: Chapter 155: Words for Junior Martial Disciples of Liang
Canglan Mountain Range.
Posterior Mountain Sea Region.
The once Canglan Sea Region, now the Canglan Sea Demon has consciously retreated from the Canglan Sea Region area.
The Director of the Canglan Martial Arts Academy, Hua Qianwu, along with the deputy directors and all the academy disciples, are currently gathered by the coast.
Gao Zeming, Qin Yan, and Gu Kong are already on the ship by the sea, planning to sail from the Canglan Sea Region to the southern sea region of Liang, and then transfer to the Dragon King Ship to return to the Eastern Sea.
Lin Chen didn’t linger long, as all necessary words and farewells had been exchanged before.
"Lord Kong, Dean Hua, esteemed instructors, senior and junior brothers... Lin Chen takes his leave now."
This time, as Lin Chen departs, only Kong Qifeng from Liang has come to the Canglan Martial Arts Academy to see him off. Liang’s arrangement was not due to disregarding Lin Chen, but rather to avoid burdening him with too much pressure.
The more ceremonious the farewell, the greater the pressure on Lin Chen.
"Safe travels."
Kong Qifeng waved his hand without giving any advice, his smile natural, holding a letter in his hand.
This letter was handed to him by Lin Chen today.
As the ship’s image disappeared into the vast sea, Kong Qifeng withdrew his gaze and opened the letter in his hand.
"To My Fellow Disciples of Liang on the Martial Path"
[In the autumn of the 301st year of the Liang Calendar, as I was about to depart for the Flame Dynasty, many elders invited me to pen a piece to inspire you all, yet my humble achievements on the Martial Path are hardly exemplary.]
[After repeated invitations from the elders, I pondered over the torch of the Martial Path’s inheritance, and with trepidation, picked up my pen. Here, with my limited insight, I outline the hardships of practicing martial arts as an encouragement to you all:]
[I was born into a low-class family, initially entering the Martial Hall, where I would share roasted meat at the same table, yet only sustenanced on simple meals. While others dressed in brocade, I braved the cold with mere hemp garments. Zhang Tao would laugh, holding his belly: "A mere weed from a low-class family, how dare you glimpse the Martial Path?"]
[In silence, I lifted stones, unwavering from dawn till dusk. The muscles and bones of a martial artist can be tempered, but the will cannot be broken.]
[The likes of Zhang Tao, relying on their family background, mocked me. However, during the June assessment, I used the earnings from my diligent work to buy meat to strengthen myself, eventually gaining the favor of Instructor Yongnian. Observing the peak of Martial Arts Mountain now, those whose names are inscribed are not all exceptional talents by birth, but they all harbor the determination: "To hear the Dao in the morning and accept death in the evening." Thus it is said: While a spark is tiny, it can blaze across the plains; and although a step is slow, it can ultimately reach a thousand miles.]
[I have heard that the Martial Path is as vast as the sea; endless and boundless. Cultivation, like climbing a mountain, ascends with each step.]
[Today, looking at the Nine Kingdoms, they seem trivial, like specks before the Flame Dynasty. Yet the great wings of a roc achieve heaven-bound flight from humble beginnings—mastery in the Martial Path begins at one’s feet.]
[I was born into a low-class family, and in discussing with many junior disciples, the disparity between us is not less than the difference between these junior disciples and the Flame Dynasty. If I resigned to fate, lamenting ill fortune... how could I have even these modest achievements today?]
[You, in your current situation, are a hundred times more fortunate than I was — with vast resources available in the Military Affairs Hall and access to the Nine Kingdoms’ resources. If you still lament misfortune, isn’t that binding your own hands?]
[Standing at the peak of Lingxiao and gazing down at the world, standing by the Canglan Sea and knowing its depths, if you have the aspirations of a great bird, how can you fear the ridicule of sparrows?]
[I have a few words to share with you as encouragement: When pressed, one must remain resolute and not abandon the ambitions of Qingyun; in old age, one must grow stronger and not betray one’s initial resolve.]
[In the autumn of the 301st year of the Liang Calendar, left at the Canglan Martial Arts Academy!]
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Lin Chen has departed, at the tavern in Canglan Prefecture.
"Princess, Lin Chen has already set sail."
Su Qin looked at her own princess, whose face was flushed, and spoke softly.
"Hmm, we should go back as well. Father mentioned arranging for people to go to the Flame Dynasty to search for our Yan Family ancestors. I’m preparing to request the task from Father and head to the Flame Dynasty."
Murong Yan nodded, sitting in front of the bronze mirror, brushing her long hair. Suddenly, she said, "Aunt Qin, help me put my hair up."
Su Qin was startled by her princess’s words. To tie up all her hair?
There’s a saying in Yan Kingdom: An unmarried girl’s long hair, when tied up, should leave two strands hanging. For a married woman, all her long hair is tied up, leaving no strands falling.
"Aunt Qin?"
"Alright."
Su Qin nodded, having realized that her princess was using this gesture to express her feelings, as after meeting Lin Chen, although there was no formal marriage engagement, there was already an actual commitment.
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Southern Sea Domain.
Lin Chen looked at the Dragon King Ship with a look of amazement in his eyes, especially as he approached the ship, feeling his own Qi blood involuntarily becoming lively.
"Lin Chen, have you absorbed Flood Dragon Blood?"
Gao Zeming noticed the instant change in Lin Chen’s Qi blood and asked with some surprise.
"Yes, during my time in the Body Refining Realm, I absorbed several dozen drops of true Flood Dragon Blood."
"No wonder," Gao Zeming laughed. "This Dragon King Ship is crafted by the East Sea Divine Palace using Flood Dragon tendons and bones as its framework. Since you’ve absorbed true Flood Dragon Blood, your Qi blood sensed the Flood Dragon aura, causing this reaction."
"Once we return to the sect, you can obtain Dragon Transformation Grass, which will allow you to completely refine the true Flood Dragon Blood within you, preventing issues of Qi blood loss of control when encountering the Flood Dragon clan in the future."
Qi blood loss of control, even for a moment, can be lethal for Innate Martial Artists.
Lin Chen showed a thoughtful expression on his face. Does this mean that by absorbing true Flood Dragon Blood, he hasn’t completely refined it and there are still aftereffects?
"True Flood Dragon Blood is extremely formidable, and without consuming Dragon Transformation Grass, full refinement is impossible. This is common knowledge throughout the Flame Dynasty. You likely weren’t aware of this point, but since you haven’t yet entered the Innate Realm, consuming Dragon Transformation Grass can resolve it. If you wait until entering the Innate Realm, the true Flood Dragon Blood would transform with your own Qi blood into Innate Gang Qi, making it much harder to refine later."
Gao Zeming perceived Lin Chen’s confusion and provided an explanation.
"Dragon Transformation Grass, quite conveniently, the ship has plenty of it. We can give Lin Chen a plant," Hu Yunhua appeared on the deck, speaking with a smile.