chsdbacks Chapter 143: 7 Fate Lock
Chapter 143: 7 Fate Lock
Chapter 143: Chapter 7 Fate Lock
“Teacher Zhang, what’s the matter? Are these insights problematic?”
Seeing the young man enter the room and keep swiping his hand without flipping the books open, Lu Mingrong approached, his eyes filled with confusion.
“It’s nothing...”
Zhang Xuan did not explain, and once again caressed several hundred books. Just like before, he did not form a useful Book of Heaven’s Path.
Knowing that continuing would be just as fruitless, he left the room and returned to the front of the stone tablet.
The stone tablet stood not faraway, imposing from a distance. Each and every character on it seemed to drill into his eyes as he observed, offering a distinctly different sensation.
Only this time, the sensation was completely unlike before.
If previously it had felt like a dragon soaring over the nine provinces with unmatched prowess, now it was like the Spring Wind and Rain, gentle as dust.
The same stone tablet producing entirely different feelings, even someone like him, the lord of a realm who had seen countless cultivation methods and secret manuals, found it unbelievable.
“Young Master, there’s something odd about this stone tablet. When I looked at it before, I felt the palm art it depicted should be like the Four-leaf Palm, bold and unrestrained, with surging power. But this time, it felt as flexible as the Spirit Serpent Fist...” Sun Qiang frowned.
“You felt that too?” Zhang Xuan was surprised.
The Four-leaf Palm and Spirit Serpent Fist are both martial arts from the Master Teacher Continent, completely different in nature and impossible to practice simultaneously.
“This fist art is just like this; with each observation comes new insights. That’s why countless cultivators linger here, determined to complete it.”
Lu Mingrong said.
“New insights with every observation?” Zhang Xuan was startled.
If it were merely an incomplete cultivation method, no matter how profound, an individual’s understanding might evolve, but it would be an evolution of the original framework, not the stark contrast currently before him.
Something wasn’t right!
This cultivation method was too peculiar.
“Eye of Insight!”
The characters on the stone tablet once again transformed into little dragons that moved in completely different directions from before, as if he was looking at an entirely different stone tablet, nothing like the one he had seen earlier.
“Flaws!” Knowing that his naked eyes were insufficient, Zhang Xuan did not dwell on it; he called out in his mind.
Inside the Library of Heaven’s Path, a sudden intense rumble sounded, and instantly, countless floating books began to glow faintly and converged toward the center.
In just half a breath’s time, they merged into one book.
“How could this consume so much?”@@@@
Zhang Xuan’s face changed.
To form this book, the ten thousand strands of Heavenly Mandate Vitality he had just borrowed from School Head Lu had all been exhausted!
Forming a Jade Bone Realm cultivation method had only used a thousand strands, and just for looking at a stone tablet, it had cost this much...
What a loss!
A turbid breath exhaled, Zhang Xuan smiled slightly, looking at the stone stele in front of him.
“This...”
Lu Mingrong was stunned, realizing what he meant, his lips trembling, “You mean to say... that this cultivation method is not incomplete, nor is it missing parts, but... it has been locked by the Fate Lock, thus misleading those trying to comprehend it towards the wrong direction, never succeeding?”
“That’s pretty much it,” Zhang Xuan nodded.
The flaws given by the Library of Heaven’s Path and what the other person just mentioned are pretty much the same.
The Fate Lock had obscured the correct direction for comprehension, which caused millions of experts over hundreds of years to fail in their attempts to understand it...
Lu Mingrong frowned, “That’s not right, though. In hundreds of years, nineteen Fate Masters have come to look at it and never discovered this so-called Fate Lock...”
Indeed, the theory of being Fate Locked had been raised hundreds of years ago when Fate Masters were specifically invited to investigate, but they found nothing.
Over time, everyone stopped thinking in that direction, assuming the method of comprehension was incorrect. But now, to hear the same belief from this young man—could he have discovered something amiss?
“Not discovered?”
Zhang Xuan shook his head, took a few steps to the stone pillar, turned his head to Sun Qiang, “Go get a hammer!”
“Alright!” Sun Qiang nodded, turned and left. It wasn’t long before he indeed came back with a large hammer and a smaller one, “Young Master, which one do you want to use?”
“I don’t need it, you do it,” Zhang Xuan pointed to a character not far from him, “Use the large hammer and hit here hard!”
“Smash?”
Sun Qiang’s mouth twitched, warily looking towards Lu Mingrong nearby. Seeing him equally shocked, he gritted his teeth and swung the hammer down.
Bang!
With the force he added, the stone wall in front of him couldn’t help but shake, and stone chips flew off.
“What are you doing?”
“Dare to damage such a refined cultivation method? Seeking death!”
“School Head Lu, who is this guy, why aren’t you stopping him...”
The people studying the cultivation method, seeing this scene, immediately exploded.
For better study, some approached to make rubbings, some lay on the stone wall to feel the power’s rhythm, and it was the first time they saw someone swinging a large hammer... This wasn’t studying, it was destruction!
“Zhang laoshi...”
Seeing that the crowd’s noise grew louder, looking as though they would rush over any moment, Lu Mingrong also couldn’t help it and turned to the young man beside him.
“School Head Lu wants this palm art to be truly cultivated, not as it has been, with the efforts of countless individuals achieving nothing. I could just ignore everything...”
Zhang Xuan waved his hand.
“Of course not...” Lu Mingrong shook his head.
The Xuanlong Palm has stood here for over three hundred years, from the sixth generation school head to the present. Countless people have tried to decipher it, and if it could be fully understood from him, his tenure as school head would certainly go down in history and be remembered by posterity.
“Then that’s fine. Sun Qiang, continue smashing!”
Zhang Xuan said indifferently.