Chapter 779 - 543: The Reborn Ones! (Part 3)
At this moment, Li Bai had only one thought in his mind—I’ve hit the jackpot!
A major win!
He never imagined that he not only became a disciple under Jiang Ming but also unexpectedly boarded the massive ship of the Blood Sun Immortal Emperor.
His own master and the Immortal Emperor were senior and junior brothers, a relationship more effective than any opportunity!
In these tumultuous times about to unfold, this was undoubtedly the thickest thigh to hold onto!
Zhou Yang saw Jiang Ming and strode forward, his voice loud:
"Senior Brother!"
Jiang Ming walked up smilingly:
"It’s been a tiring journey, come in and have a seat."
Jiang Ming was unaware of the thoughts in his young disciple’s mind and just waved to Zhou Yang:
"Li Bai, come over."
Li Bai hurriedly jogged up and stood respectfully by Jiang Ming’s side.
"This is your martial uncle—Zhou Yang."
"This is Li Bai, my closed-door disciple."
Li Bai respectfully bowed:
"Disciple Li Bai, greets Uncle Zhou!"
Zhou Yang’s gaze fell on Li Bai, his sharp eyes sweeping over him, nodding slightly:
"Senior Brother has a keen eye; this disciple has good potential, a fine material for cultivation."
"But he has some comprehension, still needs proper honing."
Jiang Ming waved it off, his tone humble yet with a touch of imperceptible pride.
The three walked shoulder to shoulder into the martial arts hall, arriving in the living room where the scent of tea lingered.
As soon as they sat down, Zhou Yang took out a silver metal box from his bosom, placed it on the table, and pushed it toward Jiang Ming:
"Senior Brother, congratulations on breaking through to Martial Arts Grandmaster! The Federation’s official mecha examination quota has been approved."
Jiang Ming picked up the metal box, a gleam flashing in his eyes.
He opened the box, inside was a thick stack of documents, the cover printed with the golden emblem of the Federation Martial Arts Association.
"Thanks for your hard work, junior brother."
Jiang Ming closed the box and said with a smile:
"But these materials could have been sent by courier, why trouble you to make a trip?"
Zhou Yang took a sip from his cup of tea, setting it down as he spoke:
"Senior Brother, this quota is scarce, the teacher specifically instructed to deliver it to you in person for certainty."
Jiang Ming heard this, a flash of surprise in his eyes, then he chuckled lightly:
"You have the scholar’s demeanor, truly inheriting the teacher’s rigor perfectly."
Zhou Yang smiled faintly, quickly humbling himself:
"Compared to the teacher, I’m just a firefly."
On the side, Li Bai listened to the two men’s conversation without missing a word.
His curiosity grew ever stronger.
You could even say his curiosity had reached its peak.
To have taught someone like Jiang Ming, who will become the legendary figure ’Mecha Dawn,’ and someone like Zhou Yang, a future unparalleled strong being attaining the position of Immortal Emperor.
This master, whom he’d never met, what kind of person was he?
In his past life, he lived five hundred years and had seen countless legends.
Yet no matter from official history or folklore, there was never any mention of such an individual.
Why did this master vanish without a trace, leaving not a single mark in the annals of time?
Li Bai was filled with questions.
Watching Jiang Ming and Zhou Yang’s figures conversing, he increasingly felt that the secrets revealed by this journey of seeking a master far exceeded his imagination.
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Core of Martial Principles.
Alone at this river, standing independent outside of the void, freely in the space-time before existence.
Its origin unseen, its end unknown.
Majestic and vast, endlessly enduring since antiquity.
The river conceals not sand nor stone, water nor foam, but worlds as numerous as grains of sand.
Whether large or small, born or perished, hidden or revealed, all flow with the waves, rising and sinking in the river.
Above the long river, everything is silent and still.
Chen Sheng sat quietly in a plain white robe, cross-legged, his form ethereal, as if present and yet at the farthest ends of infinity.
In the river, unknown its beginning, unseen its end, seemingly omnipresent, inherently united with this river of life.
His gaze calmly overlooked the countless trajectories of boundless beings across infinite worlds.
Finally, it fell upon the three people inside the martial arts hall.
After a moment, he slowly retracted his gaze, murmuring to himself:
"Hopefully, those two youngsters can break out of the old framework and rise beyond."
Subsequently, he gently flicked his finger.
Within the long river, turbulent waves arose, manifesting a rain of gold across the sky.
Reincarnated ones!
Traversers!
All are the variables Chen Sheng desires!
At the same time, congenital Dao seeds erupted suddenly, radiating countless brilliance.
Strands of creation energy overflowed, transforming into distinct ’golden fingers’ descending upon each reincarnated and traverser.
Proficiency panel!
Task system!
Check-in system!
Two-Realm Gate!
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These golden fingers, varying in form and infinite in their wondrous abilities, perfectly matched the destiny and needs of each anomaly, neither biased nor falling short.
Amidst the flowing golden light, the anomalies in all worlds suddenly awakened.
The gears of fate quietly turned!
Silently, they altered paths of destiny.
Chen Sheng watched as the rain of light fell across the sky, listening to the faint echoes of fate from all worlds, a slight smile curling at the corner of his mouth:
"Let’s hope it brings me some surprises!"
"As for this creation energy, it’s like meat rotting into the pot!"
"Regardless of how these anomalies stir up stormy clouds, how they defy the heavens to change fate, ultimately they remain within the framework of this world..."
"All are injecting new life into this world, adding variables to the evolution of the Great Dao."
He slightly raised his gaze, looking towards the endless universe, a faint trace of anticipation flashing in his eyes:
"If indeed there’s one who can jump out of this ’pot’ and transcend beyond the Great Dao, then I’d truly be overjoyed!"
Upon thinking this, his heart suddenly moved:
"Speaking of variables, I myself am the greatest variable."
The path of cultivation is fundamentally to seek transcendence.
And the foundation of transcendence begins with seeking oneself.
If one cannot fully control oneself, how can one speak of transcendence!
Though Chen Sheng has verified his position as Daoist Monarch, making him a top-tier power in the Grand Thousand world.
Yet, due to the existence of the Hundred Generations Book, he is still far from truly ’seeking oneself.’
Even though he has comprehended the innate Dao seed, he still cannot see through the roots of the Hundred Generations Book.
"Insufficient control, unnoticed occurrences, that’s what constitutes a true anomaly."
"The anomalies I have created still find it hard to escape the framework I’ve laid down."
"And I myself might be the one with the greatest variance."
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