Chaotic World Book-Chapter 76 - 75: Mystical Gate Fourth Layer!

Zhao Changhe finally took a breath and took the Elixir, asking, "What is this?"

"It’s a treasure that can completely transform the constitution and cleanse the marrow – something that’s hard to come by. It’s not that having great power guarantees you everything, even the Royal Family might not possess it. However, not all descendants of major families are born with good constitutions, so they always find ways to improve. For example, this can strengthen the resilience of the meridians and enhance endurance."

That sounded reasonable, and Zhao Changhe asked, "What’s the difference between expanding the meridians and strengthening their resilience?"

"Your meridians are like small streams that can only accommodate so much water flow. If widened, they could accommodate vast rivers. But rivers also need solid dams, otherwise, they might break. This difference is not hard to understand."

Zhao Changhe nodded, "Got it. That is to say, although my small stream cannot be widened, I can still build a dam to bear the water flow exceeding its capacity."

"Exactly, even if you later expand your meridians, this resilience will still be useful. Moreover, if your meridians lack resilience, even with the opportunity to expand them, you might fear their fragility and dare not proceed. You will inevitably need this item someday, do you still think I have nothing to offer you?"

"Cough, I never said that..."

Cui Wenjing didn’t expose him and said indifferently, "Of course, this item isn’t exactly a cure for your current condition, it’s just somewhat helpful... The real solution requires an opportunity, and we will also help keep an eye out for news."

"Thank you very much," said Zhao Changhe as he took the Elixir from Cui Wenjing and swallowed it without another word.

Cui Yuanyang, seeing him swallow the medicine immediately, became anxious again, "This person, why is he so hasty? Could that be problematic?"

Cui Wenjing couldn’t help but laugh, "Don’t be so startled; what can possibly happen while I am here? I gave it to him to eat. He knows better than you do. Shouldn’t he take advantage of the time I am here to act as protector, rather than waiting for you? What can you do in a real emergency besides cry?"

Cui Yuanyang’s face swelled as his own father rebuked him, and he ate his meal in a huff.

Cui Wenjing, frustrated at his son, said, "Right now, you don’t even qualify to be a strategist. Do you realize how foolish these past ten years of negligence have been? If you were knowledgeable, you could have helped him. Why would he need to swallow his pride and flatter me?"

"I understand..." Cui Yuanyang muttered, "I’m starting to train now."

A hint of gratification appeared in Cui Wenjing’s eyes.

The talent of Cui Yuanyang was the best acknowledged in the family; he quickly learned almost anything from a young age, just unwilling to train seriously. Unlike Zhao Changhe who faced many difficulties, if this time could truly start his earnest martial arts training, her achievements would be truly boundless. In due time, she herself could command respect in all quarters without needing any husband!

Honestly, three years, he really didn’t believe Zhao Changhe could achieve it, even if he devoted all the Cui family’s resources to him, he couldn’t make it onto the Human List in three years. The current so-called help could be given freely as an investment, and it would make his daughter happy. What if he succeeds? Then it would be a huge profit.

But what he hoped more was for Cui Yuanyang to awaken by himself, which would be worth more than anything.

But then Cui Yuanyang suddenly lowered his voice, "Dad..."

"Hmm?"

"The knife bestowed by the Emperor, can it be transferred to someone else? Is that deceiving the monarch? Actually, we’re not that afraid of the monarch..."

"Be cautious with your words."

Cui Yuanyang grumbled but said no more.

"Do you really think Xia Longyuan is so senile and unable to control the situation, leading to the current undercurrents in the empire, with Tang Wanju alone holding up a weakening body? Are you reading fiction?" Cui Wenjing coldly said, "The first on the Heavenly List is not something you can understand; these matters are not for you to worry about. Don’t entertain wild thoughts."

Cui Yuanyang hung his head in dejection.

Brother Zhao has paid so much this time and still had to bear others’ negative comments, yet he couldn’t offer him any real benefits. The young girl really felt for him, wishing to give him everything, including herself, but realized she could offer nothing, not even able to bring him to her boudoir...

Cui Wenjing gave her a glance, suddenly understanding the meaning behind her question about the knife, and his expression turned somewhat amused. He looked at Zhao Changhe, who was closing his eyes to absorb the medicinal power and strengthen his meridians, and stroking his beard, he murmured, "A knife bestowed by the Emperor, of course, cannot be casually given to others. That would be highly disrespectful. But there are some exceptions..."

Cui Yuanyang blinked his eyes, "Even if he is... you can’t just decide to give it to him, right? Isn’t that being presumptuous?"

"Using my words against me now..." Cui Wenjing chuckled, "I’ve said it before, the first on the Heavenly List is beyond your understanding... The knife he gives, ordinary people can’t wield at all, and will be strongly repelled. If someone can be harmonized with it and the Cui Family gives it away, how can that be a rash decision? That’s called responding to a higher purpose."

Cui Yuanyang’s eyes glittered, seemingly eager to try. Cui Wenjing glanced sideways at his daughter and said indifferently, "But I advise you not to go looking for trouble."

Cui Yuanyang gave a nervous laugh, "Just asking, that’s all."

"Don’t try those tricks on me..." Cui Wenjing said indifferently, "His current suspicious identity, even if he himself denies it outright, is a valuable asset. Because as long as it’s not confirmed, people can only guess, unsure how to approach him. The moment you go and test some broken knife and it doesn’t harmonize... although it might not necessarily prove he isn’t who we suspect, the chances greatly decrease, and you’d have squandered that asset. Have you considered why I’ve never openly challenged his identity? That’s one of the reasons."

Cui Yuanyang paused, and the idea of sneaking off to give the knife to her paramour suddenly retracted.

There are certain things that the adults have lots of consideration for; it’s not something he could simply fool around with.

"But..." Cui Wenjing muttered to himself, "If we silently tested and it turned out to be true, that would be interesting..."

Cui Yuanyang’s eyes lit up again. To test secretly—steal it and let him try, isn’t that a secret test? If there’s rejection, just put it back, and nothing happens. But if it harmonizes...

Cui Wenjing said, "I reviewed your third brother again this morning, still no results. Yuan Yong will be back tonight for a final consultation at the ancestral temple—do you want to sit in? Maybe it’s better for you to question him yourself."

Cui Yuanyang bowed his head and said, "I... I’d rather not... Let’s just drop this, shall we?"

"Nonsense! You might think your own life is unimportant, but the Cui Family thinks it’s crucial to root out the mole! Just drop it?" Cui Wenjing coldly said, "This time, we might even have to use the Qinghe Sword."

Cui Yuanyang was taken aback.

Just as Zhao Changhe was perplexed as to why the treasury would conceal a sword instead of using it, because the Qinghe Divine Sword was just, clear as the ocean and river, tyrants and evil doers cannot hide from it. However, the Divine Sword has a spirit; it must spill blood when drawn, and though Cui Wenjing could handle the sword, it would be difficult to ensure it stayed calm even when he was distracted. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

In this era, where are the genuinely upright? Even Cui Wenjing himself couldn’t considered to be one. What if one moment of negligence resulted in the sword attacking people, or even decapitating someone? Could Cui Wenjing still face anyone after that?

But when it’s specifically used, there’s definitely no problem.

Has the situation really become so troublesome that we need to use the Qinghe Sword?

Cui Wenjing felt his mood darken as he spoke and brushed his sleeve, "Alright, Zhao Changhe is recovering well, about to wake up. You take him to rest, I have other matters to attend to."

Indeed, at that moment, Zhao Changhe opened his eyes, a fierce flash of blood in his gaze.

Cui Wenjing paused in his step, turning to look at him in surprise, "You... reached the Fourth Layer of Blood Evil Skill? I gave you an elixir for Inner Strength, how did you quietly break through the External Skill Mystical Gate?"

Zhao Changhe smiled naively, "My Inner Strength is a bit special, it can integrate and boost the External Skill. Previously, it lacked intensity, the minor channels couldn’t sustain much True Qi. After taking the elixir, I found the True Qi much more vigorous... After spending these days experiencing the Worldly Society, my External Skill Blood Evil had accumulated enough. Yangyang had also fed me some elixirs that are good for revitalizing the Qi and blood, so I thought maybe I could try to push through with the current intensity of True Qi..."

Cui Wenjing’s mouth twitched.

It sounded so simple, just like eating.

The last time Zhao Changhe left Beimang, the words from the Chaotic World Book still lingered before his eyes, "Zhao Changhe practiced martial arts for four months, breaking the Third Layer," and now in just over five months, he was at the Fourth Layer.

Although somewhat unbalanced as his External Skill was at Fourth Layer while Inner Strength remained at the Third Layer, only used as a booster for his External Skill, strictly speaking, it wasn’t a true cultivation of both internal and external. But such efficiency was ridiculously high; Cui Wenjing racked his brain and still couldn’t find a faster example.

When he, old Cui, was a kid, it took him five months just to break the First Layer...

Of course, situations are incomparable, his family’s Mystic Sect Inner Strength is about laying a solid foundation and progressing gradually... But it also showed Zhao Changhe’s physical constitution, comprehension, and talent were truly one in a million, with the only flaw being he started martial arts too late for his meridians to be properly shaped. If that could be resolved, his achievements...

Cui Wenjing left nonchalantly, hands behind his back, "Not bad, decisive actions... but still not particularly efficient compared to my younger days, don’t be arrogant, there is room for improvement."

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