Divine Brilliance Chapter 752 - Bastard

Chapter 752: b.a.s.t.a.r.d

Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

“Speaking of which, once this tribulation ends, I will be able to start studying the Sword Intent Spirit Realm…”

Zong Shou calculated it closely. Once he used up the Mind Stones on hand, he would be able to digest all the G.o.d Power in his body.

At this moment, his body could go up against Grade-9 Spiritual Weapon. When the G.o.d Power merged fully with his flesh and blood, one could imagine how strong his body would be.

Moreover, once he stepped into the Spirit Realm, his internal energy and physical qualities would have both experience explosive growth.

He could start to come into contact with the Spirit Realm.

Actually, at this moment, he had already started to study and a.n.a.lyze it.

Without using Iron Cinnabar, nor using the Chaotic Cape Wind Fist, naturally he had more time to meditate and think.

He thought back to his battle with the three G.o.d Spirit Incarnations dozens of days ago, when he had used Absolute Beginning Sword to slay Wu Xu, used One Origin Darkness and One Origin White to go up against Yuanmeng’s full strength strike.

The entire process in his mind. He tried his best to think back to each and every detail.

Every time he picked up something, he would play it out in his mind. If it was useless, he would reflect and toss it aside. If it was helpful, he would merge it into his Sword Technique.

In the past, Zong Shou could only display the Absolute Beginning Sword based on his imagination as he was only able to have a rough estimation of it.

After slas.h.i.+ng out using the blood of the tens of thousands of Yugang Mountain people, he had an actual example. Zong Shou used just half a month in this accelerated s.p.a.ce to improve it significantly.

Many small and unnoticeable mistakes were already fixed. There were many areas that were made simpler. After the changes, its strength increased instead of dropping.

Zong Shou was confident that if he could slash out once more, its strength would at least increase by 10%.

However, Zong Shou spent most of his time studying Cause and Effect, Eon and Universe, Life and Luck, these 6 Heaven Talismans.

Although these weren’t his foundation laws, they had a huge effect on raising his combat strength.

The Absolute Beginning Sword was improved dramatically. His gains on these 4 secret techniques were also delightful.

In the past, he could only rely on brute strength to forcefully activate the talismans.

At this moment, he used the Black and White Hope Dharmas. Although there was a layer between them, he was able to control them freely. He could also save up to 30% of his Soul Power.

“As expected! Practice makes everything perfect…”

After displaying and executing the Cause and Effect, s.p.a.cetime and Fate techniques over several days, he was able to gain much deeper insight.

In the past, he wouldn’t have thought about how the Black and White Holes had any connected with Fate, with Cause and Effect.

As expected, all the Great Paths in the world were connected with one another and couldn’t be separated…

However, his Black and White Hole Dharma was a little weird.

It was similar to Absolute Beginning but also to the End.

Ending and then beginning again, starting and then ending. The two of them formed a cycle, which was why it was connected to Destruction and Creation Laws.

Be it Fate or Cause and Effect, they were both between Beginning and End!

Unlimited Beginning and End…

Zong Shou was startled and thought back to Zhao Yanran and the Buddhist Faction. Then, he heard a buzz in front of him.

A clean and sharp ring broke his thoughts. Looking out, it was one of those five Flying Knives that were three feet from him.

Threads of purple glow shone, connected to him by heart, it had reached a level where it was merged with his mind.

Zong Shou smiled. With just a thought, the Flying Knife flew into the air and entered his sleeves.

Another Cloud Flame Flying Knife shot out from his sleeves and hung in front of him. He continued to use Spiritual Sense to train and wash it…

During these few years, Zong Shou had been raising and developing these flying knives, causing them to reach the requirements of the Six G.o.d Defensive Knife.

At this moment, he had a total of 38 of them!

The Mind Stones he had on him could last for another two years!

Zong Shou stopped thinking about the Unlimited Beginning and End matter, sending Spiritual Sense to the bottom of Gantian Mountain.

The Dragon Veins that were gathered below were mostly gone. There were a few which were showing signs of moving away.

The Heaven Reaching Platform should have been completed.

Just as planned, once the Spiritual Formation was laid, it would attract all the Dragon Veins of Gantian Mountain.

He was prepared and was just waiting for the tribulation…

Were the Taoist Faction people prepared too? What surprises would they give him?

The moment he thought about the word ‘prepared’, he lowered his head in despair.

He was prepared for the tribulation, but not for what was to come after that.

He lacked Yin Essence Energy badly.

Before this, he thought about it well, to become a perverted and profligate Ruler after he returned…

However, neither Yiren nor Ruoshui wanted this. They hated his Yin and Yang World Shocking Art.

The fun and enjoyable ‘cultivation’ became a daily grind…

Sadly Chuxue wasn’t here. He had craved for that little cat for really long and suppressed himself for numerous years.

Did he really have to act on Concubine Yao?

Thinking about it for a moment, Zong Shou shook his head.

Forget it! He would take it step by step, everything would be solved when the time came. What was the point of thinking so much?

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80,000 miles away, within Great Shang Imperial City. Within a square courtyard, the sound of an old person reading could be heard.

“Zeng Zi once said, ‘I reflected on myself three times a day, was I loyal enough to people? Did I treat my friends sincerely? Did I learn diligently…”

Under the window, there was a teen hiding below and listening intently.

He was 16, he had a squarish face and there was nothing really special about him. He had an imposing forehead, giving off a heroic spirit.

The old man’s voice continued.

“This was said by Zeng Zi. It roughly means that I must reflect on my actions every day, whether or not I went all out in what I did for others? Did I treat my friends sincerely? Did I revise what my teacher taught me? You should remember this to heart!”

“When you see someone wise, you must look up to them and learn from them. When you see an immoral person, you should reflect on whether or not you have any similarities with him and whether or not you need to improve. When Kong Zi was asked what is a word to live by, he only said forgiveness! Do unto others what you want others to do unto you…”

The teen heard it, his brow relaxed and a smile appeared on his face.

At this moment, a teen wearing a robe suddenly splashed a cup of scalding hot water out of the window.

The teen in the hemp garment was too focused and couldn’t dodge, the water splashed over him. His skin was burned, but he bore the pain and didn’t make a sound.

The robed teen within laughed, “You are just a servant and actually dare to sneak in and listen. Why are you scramming! How can a b.a.s.t.a.r.d like you learn from my Confucian cla.s.sics?”

The teen’s face changed slightly. Actually, without this person saying anything, he was already walking away.

However, the door opened and a calm old man walked in.

Looking at the teen in the hemp garment, he scoffed coldly, “s.h.i.+’er you don’t have to come from today on! You can collect your pay from the accounts office.”

The teen halted on the spot, his face turned ashen white. He turned around and bowed, “Sir, please forgive me! I have completed everything within the courtyard…”

Rage appeared in the eyes of the Confucian old man, “This is your punishment for not following the rules! I hired you to do the random work and not disturb the few Young Masters from listening to cla.s.ses!”

He shook his head, “I like you for being diligent, but this matter you have failed several times! You really made me annoyed. You are just a servant and can’t take the exams, you can’t break away from your caste, so why are you learning this for?”

“The Saint said that everyone should learn!”

That s.h.i.+’er laughed bitterly and knew that he had no way out of the matter today. The Old Confucian seemed to have made his mind up.

“I might not be able to take the Imperial exams and break away from my status, but learning what the Saint said can let me gain more knowledge!”

The Confucian old man was startled, then he shook his head. He was too lazy to speak and directly walked into the room.

s.h.i.+’er stood there, numb for a long while. Following this, his lips curled coldly and he was filled with disdain.

When Kong Zi was asked ‘What is a word to live by?’, he only said ‘forgiveness! Do unto others what you want others to do unto you’.

These people learned these theories, but no one bothered to live by them.

Lowly slave? Why was the world split into rich and poor?

Why were there different cla.s.ses? Since those Confucians didn’t want others to treat them badly, then why did they have to split people into four cla.s.ses?

He walked out of the courtyard to the accounts office to take his salary for these few days. He hobbled out of the majestic mansion at a total loss.

He felt slight regret. If he was more well behaved and if he hadn’t snuck over to listen in, in a few days, he would have had enough money for a bottle of medicine for his Mother.

Now, this small amount was only enough for a few days of food.

At this moment, the Imperial Capital was filled with many refugees. When would he be able to find a job?

He couldn’t help but think to the rumors he heard before.

“I heard that there is a huge country known as Gantian Mountain to the east, occupying Donglin and Huizhou. Its Ruler is really prosperous. However, it has a small population and needs to hire many workers. There is a difference in rich and poor but no different cla.s.ses. There is no worker cla.s.s and slave cla.s.s. If this true?”

“I heard that there are many martial dojos there and no matter who you are you can train martial arts. They have a book building so as long as one is willing to register, they can choose a cultivation method to train. If I cultivated and reached Martial Master level, I might be able to save Mother. However, the traveling expenses are high and she might not survive the journey…”