Chapter 313: Who is best at disguise?!
The reason why water bounds the sword, is because the sword disrupts the equilibrium of water!
The reason mortals are bounded, is because mortals tries to break free from the shackle of the realm of Heaven and Earth; that is why, the heavenly path will inevitably bind one!
From a minor perspective, it refers to the resistance of flowing water against the sword. Yet from a major perspective, it represents the logic of the heavenly path! The rule of the heavenly path!
When a submerged mortal can no longer hold his breath and breaks free from the water surface, it is equivalent to one breakthrough of the heavenly path of binding by flowing water!
As long as one possess mortal flesh, one will inevitably be bound!
For half a month, Chu Yang consecutively peacefully gained insights. As though he was devoid of exhaustion, he paced back and forth between lake and shore. Not knowing fatigue, he released his sword, experiencing the sword, retracting the sword, comprehending the sword…….
Time trickled by slowly.
Within the Nine Tribulations Space, the Sword Spirit heaved a deep sigh; however, it was a comforting sigh. He had personally witnessed Chu Yan sinking into deep meditation, totally binded in seeking enlightenment; causing him to narrowly lose all consciousness and fall into eternal sleep.
Yet ultimately, he managed to finally break through into a brand new realm!
The reason the Sword Spirit described it as a brand new realm, was because…….even the Sword Spirit in its indefinite lifetime had never seen such a realm before, and had never comprehended it before.
This realm may not definitely be as profound as an insurmountable summit, but it was absolutely unprecedented in ancient history! Ever since the ancient era, no one had managed to step into such a realm!
Chu Yang's martial energy had not improved much, but his soul had already broken through to a tier which a formidable Sword Emperor expert may not even reach!
The Sword Spirit smiled in gratification. The current Chu Yang had already broken through the scope of the Nine Tribulation Sword. Although he was still cultivating the martial techniques of the Nine Tribulation Sword, and still remained on that path; the him right now could choose to transcend from this path at anytime……
Which goes to say, even if the mystical strength of the Nine Tribulation Sword was enhanced, it had ceased being able to control its current master.
The principle of the Nine Tribulation Sword; the Nine Tribulation Sword ahead, the owner behind.
Yet the present Chu Yang had transcended into the genuine master of the Nine Tribulation Sword! Dictator of the Nine Tribulation Sword!
Both were entirely different concepts.
Chu Yang continued training in the sword, to the point that occasionally, even his meals were taken underwater. He would casually catch a fish and gobble it up. He tirelessly familiarized himself with this realm, familiarizing the novelty of this sensation!
When others sank into a peculiar spirit state, they would at most remain in it for half a day. Yet Chu Yang had already maintained his miraculous state for a full month!
When Chu Yang finally resurfaced from the water, he had discovered that Lotus Lake had changed.
Over the lake's surface was a field of greenery; the occasional melody of elegant whistles and the occasional whiffs of rogue fragrance drifted in with the winds……
It was already the fourth month of Spring!
There was only half a month left to June, where the Match of Three Masters will take place here at Lotus lake.
Chu Yang's emotions stirred, distinctly sensing that the Sword Point and Sword Edge of the Nine Tribulations Sword had jolted slightly within his Dantian! Suddenly, within the depths of Lotus lake, a thread of delight manifested through ages of separation suddenly emerged, and distinctively stabilized.
Chu Yang's eyes sparkled!
As expected, you've appeared.
Though a reaction was right there in front of him, it still wasn't the perfect time to act upon it! Chu Yang could feel his own cultivation was insufficient. Therefore, he immediately turned and distanced himself from that region of endless allurement!
After my break through, I'll be back! Just wait!
The Lotus lake was already a focal point. Various individuals had begun heading towards here in turbulent waves. A distinguished counsel of music in the entire Nine Heavens Continent! The true apex of counsels!
Countless wise scholars and renowned literates had all assembled here.
Chu Yang was presently buried three feet beneath the surface, like a gigantic fish as he silently wriggled through the waters.
A discussion within a boat had pricked his interest. This particular boat had distanced itself from others, as Chu Yang stealthily hid himself beneath the boat.
"……this time, Prime Minister Diwu was really vicious…….so many lives, all condemned….." an individual whispered within the boat.
"I know right. His action is essentially a catastrophe for Great Zhao…….how many days has this purge persisted, yet its end remains out of sight……." Another individual sighed.
"The longer this misfortune drags, I'm afraid…….that even in three scores and five years, the Great Zhao will still be unable to recover its vigor….." Another individual complained frustratedly.
"That isn't certain….."
The few individuals on board were evidently apprehensive, suppressing their voices to the minimum for fear of others eavesdropping.
Chu Yang was immediately consoled. It seems like Diwu Qing Rou hasn't fully settled…..
Through Diwu Qing Rou's actions, Chu Yang had been deliberating in his heart.
Such a massive upheaval, coupling the disturbance caused by the Sword and Saber previously; It is impossible for Diwu Qing Rou to quieten down after merely half a year, he wouldn't be able to restore his energy yet.
It would even take longer.
Which means, at least within this half a year, it would be absolutely safe!
Moreover right now, only three months have past.
Although he understood this logic, only after he had heard someone else verifying it did Chu Yang managed to utterly calm down.
Everything, is still in accordance!
When I retrieve the third fragment of the Nine Tribulation Sword, there's still time.
Right at this instance, a dreamy flutish harmony drifted in abruptly and enshrouded the blooming spring of the Lotus lake; enhancing the atmosphere of hearbrokened yet graceful melancholy.
Some one exclaimed loudly, “The Flute Master is here!"
"Who would've expected the Flute Master to reach so early this year! There's still half a year to the contest."
"The Flute Master is indeed the Flute Master, extraordinary indeed! With the melody of his flute, he instantly silenced the other symphonies of Lotus lake."
The masses fluttered over to spectate.
A flat, tiny and narrow boat slowly waded along the surface of Lotus lake. A black sail and pitch black hull, utterly devoid of other colors. In contrast to the myriad of green grass, red petals, emerald hills and the jade water, it appeared incomparably abrupt!
Right at the boat's head was a man, dressed robes whiter than snow, as he stood in full tranquility. His snow white robe fluttered amidst the winds.
The whimpers of his flute wandered out with a melodious remoteness. The melody wasn't loud, yet between the heavens and the earth, nothing could replicate it…….
Expressions flashed with bewitchment as they listened. Until the sounds of flute faded, did they awake from their reverie and sighed, “In June, when the lotus blooms, the three masters will meet in the middle of the continent. Who is extraordinary? Who will take the top position? Angelic transverse flute is like vast waters, saintly end-blown flute is like a floating boat, and the sound of the zither is like the rustling sound of the heavens. One stroke of change paints spring. After twenty years of wind and rain, who still stands? After weathering twenty years, who will remain?"
(TN: I copied this phrase over from WTJ, it is basically the same thing in ch 224)
"The Flute Master, with just a remote half chorus, could already triumph over the symphonies beneath all heavens! Ah, he is Indeed worthy of the title of Flute Master."
Within the pleasant lingering of spiralling flute echoes, the boat of the Flute Master smoothly glazed through the waters. His white robes fluttering in the wind, as he traversed through the vast water surface; without halting, he gradually vanished amidst the enveloping mist.
The crowd had all seen clearly; a middle aged male in his thirties, sitting at the tip of the boat. His eyes fatigue with emotionless splendor, yet retaining a compassion incited by the weariness of world affairs. Without a single movement, without acknowledgement of his surrounding cheers.
The boat's solitary figure faded into the distance.
At this moment, Chu Yang popped his head out from the water shrubs to spectate this scene, and couldn't help shaking his head and laughing lightly: This Flute Master really knows how to put on a show. That fucking posture of his can only be described as cool!
However, even though it was all a feign, it was necessary. A contest of music, was fairly close to a contest of character. With the solitary appearance of the Flute Master, his white robes and black boat, that amazingly stylish elegance; resembled a drifting dust, floating in before fading away. The mellowness of the flute harmony penetrate the hearts of the people. Such a performance plundering the hearts with first showing, would undoubtedly leave a deep impression in the hearts of the multitudes.
Especially the whimpers of his flute that was filled with melancholy; it coincidentally confirmed with the chaotic fluctuations of the people's heart towards the upheaval of the Great Zhao.
One had to admit, such a method was indeed brilliant.
After a long while since the Flute Master vanished, the discussions of the masses became increasingly intensified. Within an unnoticeable region, where no one had realized, hosted another solitary boat.
This boat was no different from others; yet Chu Yang could clearly noticed, this boat too had drifted in from above. It was obviously the family vessel of the Flute Master.
Chu Yang giggled gently, as he stealthily selected a secluded area to climb ashore, before casually changing his set of clothes and his appearance. After purchasing a tiny boat similar to that boat from before, he boarded it with his hands supporting a fishing rod.
Drifting through the lake surface.
Who wouldn't know how to disguise? Chu Yang thought to himself secretly. He suddenly fixed the fishing rod to his boat, and pulled off his clothes. Puff! He splashed into the water. After submerging underwater for a long while, he finally located a giant fish as heavy as dozens of Jin. Swiftly and efficiently, he caught the fishing hook and stuffed it into the fish's mouth. Then he returned to the boat, and put on his snowy white clothes. A piercing indifference covered his face as he steadied his fishing rod…….
(TN: a Jin is roughly 0.5 – 0.6 kg)
Ho, everyone should be knowledgeable about that fish from before right……
Fishing…..actually, Minister Chu was inept at fishing…..but he could catch fishes.
Hence, Minister Chu continued to drift ethereally along with his boat. His expression remained indifferent and calm as he raised his fishing rod. The fishing line tugged with the swishing of the water………roving along the lake……
Such a depiction, was truly an imitation of one of the Masters of the Lotus lake.
Momentarily, many others discovered this brat, who was disguised in maximum deception; Such a tiny boat, yet without a mast or sail, without a paddle or pole…….merely whooshing and pushing through the lake in such fashion.
Instantly, everyone glanced over curiously.
Suddenly, in front this tiny boat, towards the pointed direction of the fishing rod, a sudden gigantic fish head popped out. Puff puff! As he rummaged out massive splashes.
Everyone could distinctly see. The fishing line, could be traced back into the mouth of that gigantic fish…..
Such a humongous fish, wouldn't it be as heavy as a hundred Jin?
Following that, the gigantic fished carved a stretch of ripples, and continued hurling the tiny boat around……
"Woah! That's too dashing!" A young bimbotic lady screamed out, as she danced about her boat in glee. Clapping her hands as her eyes filled with longing, “Using a large fish to pull a boat, woahh…..woahhhh……"
More and more people soon discovered this.
Especially some maidens. In fact, they gazed at this fraudster with shining eyes, brimming with envy and reverence. Such confidence and ease…..ah, it really isn't something an ordinary man is capable of…….
Even…..such fanciful grandeur, is not one bit inferior to the Flute Master from before!
Minister Chu retained his expressionless yet haughty gaze. Exuberating a lofty and unsullied sensation as he bored past the cracks of larger and tinier boats. Still, his countenance remained unchanging……
Such an unconventional scene.
Such gracefulness, such confidence, such originality…….
The multitudes were struck captivated. The enlivening sensation of the Flute Master previously, had utterly vanished in this instance…..
"I want it too, I want it too!" A ten plus year old young girl watched on with twinkling eyes. She tugged against the lapel of a middle aged person, “I want a big fishy to pull my boat too….."
Dedition: I’ve been in hospital which delayed the posts. Apologies. Enjoy, enjoy.
Chapter 314: Young Master Yu
The middle aged male laughed as he embraced his daughter in his arms.
Such a feat, could an ordinary mortal like me achieve it?
Loads of young maidens rushed to the fringe of their boats, and stretched out their figures; awaiting to behold this unique scene of a large fish hurling along a boat; instantaneously, a great jubilation rose within Lotus lake.
Under the eyes of the crowd, Minister Chu steered his boat around every boat. Even that gigantic fish hurling along the boat, was similarly a flashy brat; leaping out of the lake countless times, as it exhibited its mesmerizingly dazzling figure before splashing back into the lake, continuing to tow the boat forward…..
"One more time!"
"Another leap please!"
"Woahhhh, ahh, ahh, ahhh……"
Waves of cheers towered over each other, each acclamation more resounding than the previous……an uproar!
Especially the piercing screams of gullible young maidens, rising and falling in succession……
The members of the Flute Master's clan observed this flashy and stylish individual, as a sour flavour filled their nose; wishing hatefully for his body to be dismembered into a thousand pieces. After such an unexpected ruckus triggered by this young brat, the shuddering appearance of the Flute Master had ceased to be significant. The sensation he stirred, had dusted into oblivion!
Was it not possible for the Flute Master to make a second showing?
Then wouldn't it become a huge joke?
The entire limelight of Lotus lake, had been claimed selfishly by Minister Chu in this very instance!
Within a mediocrely decorated pleasure boat, a middle aged male beamed and asked meekly, “Who is that? Clearly someone who is here to disturb the Flute Master……although he isn't part of us, he managed to completely remove the pressure on our young missy; and eradicate Flute Master's influence…….haha, to me, this isn't a bad thing at all."
"Could it be someone from the Transverse-Flute Master's side?" Another individual questioned.
"Not possible. Typically, the Transverse-Flute Master wouldn't arrive so early." The first individual refuted firmly.
"That is true. Is young missy reaching soon?"
"She'll arrive roughly the following day." The first individual sighed, “A pity this year's Lotus lake, is truly somewhat untimely……"
"I know right, the present Great Zhao is in such chaotic turmoil……if anything were to happen here, I'm afraid Diwu Qing Rou will unsheath his blade towards here." The other individual muttered apprehensively.
"Let's take one step at a time."
"Have you seen the clan members arrive yet?"
On another boat. A youthly Young Master beamed at the carefreely drifting Chu Yang, even his eyes seeming to carrying traces of a smile. He gently sighed.
"Why sigh, Minister Yu?"
"It's a comforted sigh. The complications plaguing my mind, had already been resolved perfectly by someone else."
"That's correct. Ah Lu's zither skills have already soared to the pinnacle, unparalleled under all skies! However…..Ah Lu has never fancied promoting himself, and doesn't like such showings of flattery……therefore, I could predict during this match of the Three Masters, he would be starting at a disadvantageous position. Yet……with the appearance of that man…..the equilibrium of the Three Masters is once again perfectly balanced!"
"That out-and-out flashy guy?" The one asking held slight disbelief, “Just with him? Just look at his flashy conceitedness, it is obvious he has forgotten himself….."
"You're wrong." 'Minister Yu' stared abstrusely at the awfully ecstatic Chu Yang, and continued, “The reason why you say that, is because you got no clue who he is! He is definitely not a shallow person, yet the reason he is doing so is for the sake of aiding us. This is a favour of exceeding weight! "
"Gifting us such a favour, is akin to delivering the title of 'Number One beneath Heaven' to Ah Lu! Such is the immensity of it."
He then resolutely commanded, “Detour and intercept him, I wish to have a chat with him."
Chu Yang was currently prepared to conclude his prank. Suddenly, a boat abruptly veered into his front. Simultaneously, his fishing rod recoiled loosely as the string snapped. In that instance the gigantic fish freed itself from his crutches, it disappeared without a trace.
The curtains of that boat suddenly rolled up, yes, it was an extremely abrupt furling. Chu Yang could observe with great clarity; obviously no one had touched it, yet it rolled up by itself.
Chu Yang's pupils shrank instantly, his heart flourished with vigilance.
The curtains were folded. A youthly Young Master in cyan robes sat peacefully within the boat, looking at Chu Yang.
Their gaze connected. Chu Yang could immediately sense an exceptionally mystified……feeling; twin archaic eyes that felt like it had existed infinitely since ancient times, as if it had gazed upon him for a million years!
If my own eyes were akin to a droplet of water, then his eyes would resemble the vast ocean! It completely eclipses mine.
Chu Yang's heart shuddered, as he attempted to shift away; instead, he discovered his eyes were locked! It was as though his entire consciousness was sealed by the opposing! As though he had froze in this moment.
Chu Yang was terribly astonished!
In the entire Lower Three Heavens, how could there be someone as frightening as him?
Right at this instant, the Sword Spirit in his Nine Tribulation Space snorted; releasing a tremendous spirit energy into Chu Yan's eyes.
Indeed. When their interwoven gaze had been forcefully tore open by Chu Yang, it distinctively released a sonorous 'boom'!
The boom was so clear to the extent, that even the servant behind this cyan robe Young Master could hear it!
Emitting sounds from merely a separated gaze – this was truly an unimaginable occurrence!
Chu Yang's heart flushed with panic, his cold sweat soaking his clothes in that instance.
This youth, if he wishes to kill me, I'm afraid it would be as easy as crushing an ant!
This person is overwhelmingly unfathomable!
"Eh?" The cyan robe Young Master was faintly startled. His eyes radiated with clear suspicions, as he lightly begun, “Leave first, you can return yourself."
The servant behind him immediately affirmed.
Right at the heart of Lotus lake, that servant leapt out of the boat without hesitating. Pshh! He splashed into the water, as his limbs swung into action, swimming back to shore.
Leaving behind two individuals, sitting across each other.
"Who are you?" Chu Yang composed himself and slowly inquired.
"Please enter, do take a seat." The cyan robe Young Master smiled amicably, and lightly addressed, ” "We've met before, my friend."
"Oh?" Chu Yang gazed at him suspiciously; immediately straightening himself up, as he floated lightly into the opposing cabin.
Facing such an absolute expert, Chu Yang knew resistance was futile, running would be impossible.
Why not just gloriously enter and see what he has to say?
Within the cabin was a White Jade desk. Opposite the cyan robe individual, was a White Jade stool. Chu Yang then sat down directly.
White Jade. A precious material with energy properties second only to Purple Jade in the Nine Heavens Continent. Yet it was actually crafted to use as chairs and tables by this cyan robe expert!
The extravagant affluence of this cyan robe youth, one could very well imagine!
Within his Dantian, the Sword Point bellowed with a longing desire.
Chu Yang smiled bitterly.
Such a treasure like White Jade, a pity brother here cannot afford to provoke others…….
"Wine? Or tea?" the cyan robe young master chuckled amiably.
"The guest will comply with whichever." Chu Yang similarly returned a warm chortle, “But, the better one!"
"Hah, you're really forthright." The cyan robe Young Master hoisted up the teapot. Waving his hand out, a jar lid by the side of his bed automatically slid open. A liquefied arrow soared up as though it contained its own vitality and rushed straight into the teapot. The cyan robe youth then offered a bright smile at Chu Yang, “This is melted Ice Jade water from the Middle Three Heavens."
Chu Yang examined it with great interest and praised, “Not bad."
On the contrary, his heart was jolting with shock; how could it be just not bad? In this world, only the spirit object, Ice Jade, can harness the spirit energy from chilling ice, condense it into pure ice, and still completely retain the spirit energies after the ice dissolves into water!
Although the accumulated spirit quality of Ice Jade cannot compare to Purple Jade or White Jade, it was the only one that could be drank! Chu Yang had never expected this expert right in front of him, could've accumulated so much that he could brew tea with it!
The cyan robe youth chuckled as he produced a tiny jade bucket forged with Purple Jade from his pocket, and bragged, “These are the tea leaves I created myself, it has no name. But I reckon that only my tea, can bear the term of 'nameless'.
As he spoke, he slid off the lid of the Purple Jade bucket, and poured out several precious tea leaves, finally placing them into the teapot.
Then, he steadied the teapot on his palm. After a moment of martial showing, white mist suddenly spiralled up, along with the gurgling sounds echoing into their ears.
The lake water was actually boiled by his palm!
"An ordinary tea leaf isn't pleasant to drink after being boiled. However, my tea only requires a brief boiling and steaming, to perfectly release the fragrance of tea." The cyan robe youth explained.
Following that, a stream of water jetted out in accordance to his pointed figure, as it steadily landed into the cup in front of Chu Yang; pouring till it was filled to the brim with surplus, yet not one drop leaked out.
A simple yet elegant aroma permeated into the air. In that instant, their mind and soul were refreshed.
"Although the fragrant aroma off this tea isn't thick, it can drift through vast distance; but that is troublesome as well. The cyan robe Young Master chortled faintly as he flicked his sleeves.
Suddenly, Chu Yang could sense the entire space stagnating.
Even the scattering steam had froze in mid air.
Chu Yang exposed a shocked expression.
Domain authority. This was a marvelous technique that only Martial Emperor level experts could employ. The miraculous nature of this technique resided in the fact that sometimes, even a Nine Grade Emperor level expert could not possess a domain; yet another First Grade Emperor level expert may possess it!
It was completely related to one's opportunities and comprehension abilities!
It doesn't necessarily determine the standard of one's profoundness in martial arts, but it was still a technique that only Emperor level or above experts could possess.
A Emperor level expert may not possess a domain, yet for those who did, they were definitely exceptional beings!
"Dare I ask who this distinguished master is? " Chu Yan slowly inquired.
He claims to know who I am, yet I don't have a single impression of him. Could this person be a divinity?
"He he……" the cyan robe youth laughed faintly.
Chu Yang could suddenly sense a scarce familiarity. Such a familiarity wasn't one of acquaintancy, but it was more of a deja vu sensation.
This person's bearings, temperament and attitude is brimming with a flavour of neutrality. Or perhaps, his heart seems to be unbounded by any earthly thing.
It was completely a hundred percent identical to the bearing of Meng Chao Ran!
"I have no surname, nor do I have a name." The youthly young master laughed mellowly. Such ignorance and carefreeness was tossed out so casually, “But everyone calls me by the name, 'Young Master Yu. Therefore, you can call me Young Master Yu."
"Young Master Yu!" Chu Yang's heart was experiencing earth-shattering trembles, as though his emotions were running wild.
So it is him!
This figure enshrouded in obscurity.
Chapter 315: I must know this! –
Young Master Yu!
Chu Yan's heart shuddered; So it is actually that person.
This man known as Young Master Yu, the number one mysterious character of the Middle Three Heavens. An absolute peak expert!
Middle Three Heavens' Dark Bamboo's number one qualified expert. Without a name, without a surname, without a past. Appearing and disappearing unpredictably, like a witnessing a divine dragon head but not its tail. The origins of this person was as though he had abruptly surfaced in this world, no one could explain where he came from. It was like time had suddenly gave birth to such a mighty cultivator.
No one could determine what realm of cultivation he had attained.
To deal with a Martial Great Master, he could barely obtain victory. Against a Revered Martial Artist, he too could scarcely triumph. Against a Martial King, victory was similarly salvaged by a sliver……
Nobody knows for sure, what the bottomline of his martial powers were. Every battle of his, was akin to holding a butcher's cleaver with ease. Ever since he had abruptly appeared in this world, a lifetime of battles, none ended with defeat!
To the dark forces of the Middle Three Heavens; the name Young Master Yu, was like an antonomasia of a demon.
"Young Master Yu……." Chu Yang drew in a breath of cold air, his tone became severe, “A member of the Bamboo?"
(TN: The Dark Bamboo is the major dark organization of Middle Three Heavens, described in ch 230)
Young Master Yu's eyes glittered with an unexpected shine, as he asked, “You know me?"
The reason he mentioned they had encountered before, was actually him catching a glimpse of Chu Yang before. As for Chu Yang, he had never seen him. Yet judging from the tone and demeanor of Chu Yang now, it was obvious Chu Yang knew who he was; thus, he became rather intrigued.
"An impressive expert, how can I be unaware?" Chu Yang teased.
"That is so I guess, since your few brothers are all Young Masters of the Middle Three Heavens." Young Master Yu immediately latched onto that notion.
"That day back in Monarch Lu Lu's room, that person who remained in the dark from start to finish, was you right." Chu Yang laughed faintly as he raised his head, reminiscing the dreadful aura of that fateful day.
"You aren't bad at all!" This time, Young Master Yu issued his heartfelt admiration, as he gazed deeply at Chu Yang, “Just based on one sentence, you actually managed to reach this conclusion."
"This isn't a conjecture." Chu Yang chuckled as he raised his tea cup and drank a mouthful; feeling an ice-cold flavour rushing down his throat. In that instant, it assimilated into spirit energy and permeated into his meridian with utmost refreshingness, “The reason Young Master Yu has called me here, I'm guessing it isn't just to enjoy tea."
Chu Yang sighed and and continued, “Although the tea is good tea, and the water is good water."
Young Master Yu fixed a steadied gaze at him before replying, “This tea, you're worthy of drinking it."
He too sighed and continued, “Today I've called you here, not because you assisted Ah Lu greatly for this meet at Lotus Lake; nor is it related to you aiding Ah Lu in comprehending harmonious tuning back at the House of Exceptional beauties……"
Chu Yang tilted his head, “Oh?"
"It is because I've realized you are a capable individual." Young Master Lu laughed. His laughter actually contained a trace of bashful earnesty. An expression that was expected of a youth in his adolescence, yet when it appeared now on his face, it carried a particular taste of charm,
“You have a knack of causing others to become indebted to you, without being aware of it."
"Haha." Chu Yang burst into laughter.
"Therefore, I wish to ask you……" Young Master Yu's eyes suddenly stared intently into him, as his voice became grave, “Are you someone from the Ye (night) Clan? Or from the You Clan."
"I'm guessing, the surnames you're referring to….." Chu Yang calmly continued, “Are from the Nine Prodigious Families of the Upper Three Heavens, right?"
"That is indeed so." Young Master Yu nodded.
"To be honest with you, towards this Nine Heavens Continent…..I am completely clueless." Chu Yang earnestly answered, “Those names you just mentioned, today is the first time I've heard of it!"
Young Master Yu casted a doubtful glare at him.
"To the extent that in this Nine Heavens Continent, my knowledge is only gathered from official recordings." Chu Yang offered a bleak smile, “Regarding inside stories, secrets, legends……I have zero knowledge about."
Young Master Yu was truly baffled.
"Initially I was even pondering; since it is hailed as the Nine Heavens, why is there only an Upper Three Heaven, Lower Three Heaven and Middle Three Heaven?" Chu Yang questioned, “That is obviously signified only Three separate continents, why is it called the Nine Heavens?"
Young Master Yu carefully inspected every single reaction of Chu Yang. After a long pause, he finally released a long sigh, mocking himself with laughter as he admitted, “It seems like I've truly guessed wrong……"
"Hmm?" Chu Yang inquired.
"So you are really clueless!" Young Master Yu scolded solemnly, as though he had turned exceedingly furious at his personal failed conjecture.
"It is just your own mind complicating a bunch of simple matters." Chu Yang scoffed in laughter, “I don't believe you have never investigated information about me before. Yet since you are asking me such a question now, it is clear you don't trust your reports about me.'
"It is because you are upgrading too rapidly!" Young Master Yu sighed, and rightly so, “If I'm not mistaken, you are currently at Revered Artist level right; moreover, you should be Revered Sword Artist? Second Grade?"
Chu Yang's heart was shaken.
I have already exhausted all expense to conceal my cultivation, and not a single aura is leaking out now. Yet my cultivation level was actually determined with just one look.
Just his visual powers alone, it is astonishingly frightening!
"How long has it merely been? Calculating from the day you were born…..even if you are an exceptional genius, granted with an endless supply of medicines, and a first rate teacher to guide you……..in the Lower Three Heavens, it is impossible to attain such absurd rates of growth!" Young Master ye laughed bitterly, “If you were me, being fully aware of such tremendous accomplishments……then you wouldn't be wondering why I suspected you."
Chu Yang's lips twitched slightly. He naturally understood this fact; my rate of advancement, no matter to any individual, belongs to the rank of legends.
"Forget it, we've already owed you twice. Today, let me shed some light on the paradox of the Nine Heavens Continent." Young Master Yu snorted twice and begun, “Affairs that only individuals at a sufficient level can apprehend. To gain knowledge of matters surpassing your current cultivation…….within the Nine Heavens Continent, you can be considered the first."
"Please enlighten me." Chu Yang smiled unhurriedly and unflustered. On the contrary, his heart was exceedingly anxious. What Chu Yang lacked now, was history. The genuine history of the Nine Heavens Continent. Or perhaps it could be described as, the true realms of experts in this Nine Heavens Continent!
Only with knowledge, could he pursue strength. Listening to groundless rumours of clouds and mist, who would treat them as truths?
"This matter……is indeed tough to explain for some portions." Young Master Yu flashed with concentration and spoke, “……actually, some are beyond fantasy, or perhaps I should say……not things that I am willing to. To even tell you this……it is due to me falling into the trap of my own devising!"
He inhaled a mouthful of air, “Who would've thought, that you would raise such a request! A symbol of one's status, paradoxes that can only be uncovered by sufficient strength……even some of the Upper Three Heavens, may not be aware of…….the mystery of the Nine Heavens, belongs to only the nine aristocratic families of the Upper Three Heavens……haai!"
Chu Yang smiled. This was indeed his most pressing desire.
Thus, after Young Master Yu had revealed the fact that he was indebted twice, he straightforwardly raised his ace of 'I don't understand the Nine Heavens!"
The clouds enshrouded his head, was naturally about to be uncovered.
"I've even wondered……would you have requested for me to assassinate Diwu Qing Rou….." Young Master Yu kneaded his temples.
Chu Yang maintained his cheery countenance, as he flourished with patience.
"Alright, fine." Young Master Yu chuckled helplessly, as his words carried a breezy and light tone, “Even if they know this secret was spewed from my mouth, what can they do…..hmph."
Such a phrase, such lofty arrogance!
Chu Yang's heart skipped a beat, as his gaze trembled slightly. Could it be that this secret, cannot be casually mentioned? If it is spoken off, it will result in a severe backlash?
"The Nine Heavens Continent…….was originally a monumental continent. There wasn't an Upper Three Heavens, or Lower Three Heavens, there wasn't even a Nine Heavens. It was just a single world. At that period……the disputes were unceasing. Humankind, beastkind, various other species; everyone inhabited and multiplied within this sole vast continent."
Young Master Ye unhurriedly continued, “Countless times, the humankind was on the verge of extinction. However, at that time, within that single world were nine titans who had reached the realm of Supreme. Moreover, they belonged to nine respective races. One from each race!