Martial Ascent to Divinity-Chapter 488 - 472: Half a Sword

"I clearly haven’t seen these images before, so why do they look familiar..."

Zhou Leng recalled having seen them in the Divine Tower of the Demon Spirit World.

He took out the Tower Book and quickly gathered relevant content about the Demon Spirit World, and soon discovered bamboo and wood Divine Texts hundreds of times more in number than those on Blue Star.

Unfortunately, according to regulations, these contents cannot be disclosed to the outside. To publish them, one needs to apply for permission and consume points.

Zhou Leng combined different bamboo and wood Divine Texts for a more comprehensive understanding.

Unlike the jade Divine Texts which mainly record Martial Arts content, these bamboo and wood Divine Texts contain more historical, political, personal, legal, religious, life, and cosmic knowledge.

As the level of Divine Texts increased, these contents were not as profound as those of Martial Arts Divine Texts; at first, it was easy to get absorbed in them.

The more he read, the more engrossed he became.

But as he delved deeper, obstacles arose.

He recognized the words, but the specific content was difficult to understand, exactly the opposite of the Ancient River Sect’s Divine Texts.

A lot of content contained High-Level Civilization knowledge, entirely different from Ten Realms Civilization.

It was akin to explaining concepts like drones and smart phones to someone from the Three Kingdoms era; without detailed explanations, it would be impossible for them to imagine what they looked like.

The bamboo and wood Divine Texts mentioned concepts like "complete brain," "fourth brain region," "spiritual brain," "elementary body," and "advanced body." Based on the context, he could barely understand a little, but not much.

Subsequently, Zhou Leng sent an application message to the Divine Tower for translation dissemination.

The Tower Book and the Tower Spirit were constantly connected to the Divine Tower, unrestricted by space.

In less than a few minutes, the Divine Tower replied, allowing translation and sharing with the Humanoid Alliance.

Thus, Zhou Leng translated all the way back to the Frost Tree in Rucheng, continuing to translate.

The flesh and blood of his body had just grown, unfit for strenuous exercise.

So, after spending some time under the Frost Tree, he went to soak in Mammoth Lake, continuously translating the Divine Texts. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

In this manner, for three days, except for eating and sleeping, he was translating the Divine Texts.

With continuous translation and understanding, combined with basic Divine Text knowledge, he slowly grasped some new concepts and knowledge.

The shock was no less than that of ancient barbarians seeing the prosperous world of the Tang and Song Dynasties, or a common person during the late Qing Dynasty entering a modern metropolis.

Some of the content, when placed into an elementary civilization or Blue Star, was simply earth-shattering.

Although a lot of content couldn’t be accurately comprehended, fortunately, the Divine Texts, like Dragon Country’s characters, had ideographic properties, unlike alphabetic scripts that couldn’t convey meaning.

Hence, even without precise understanding, one could vaguely grasp the general idea.

He spent three days translating, and another three days understanding and correcting.

Afterward, he published the content in both Demon Spirit Language and Dragon Country Language in the Demon Spirit World and Dragon Country.

Once published, the content sent shockwaves through the divine literature community.

Within a few days, things developed as expected, with some divine literature scholars beginning to study these bamboo and wood Divine Texts.

Zhou Leng received a message from Zhao Nandi.

"Has Elder Song made new discoveries? He’s even been in communication with the Demon Spirit World; truly a master among masters."

"Don’t just focus on Martial Arts. Whenever possible, learn the new bamboo and wood Divine Texts to broaden your knowledge; it would be beneficial for cultivation too."

"The new content can only be described as explosive. Aspects like morality, rationality, and wisdom of High-Level Civilizations completely surpass those of elementary civilizations, leaving us unable to comprehend. We’re like primitive people, unable to understand airplanes, let alone judicial fairness... um, actually, primitive people can understand that, instead..."

"Take the time to publish more papers, research Divine Texts, and strive to become the youngest Divine Text Expert!"

"Xu Qingjin often consults me about Divine Texts, but you, you rarely come to me to learn anymore..."

"Never neglect Divine Texts; sharpening the axe won’t delay the job of chopping firewood, it won’t interfere with your Martial Arts..."

When Zhou Leng received the message, he was on the bus. He glanced at it and put it away.

At the bus stop, Zhou Leng and Li Linhan got off together and walked towards a villa.

"You, you’re too tight-lipped. If it weren’t for the third guy letting it slip, I wouldn’t have known you’ve already reached the Innate stage." Li Linhan’s face glowed with joy, standing tall and straight, looking even happier than his own son advancing to the Innate stage.

"I was planning to wait a bit longer."

"That’s understandable. After all, there were always people watching back then, but it shouldn’t be like that now."

"Mm." Zhou Leng didn’t say much, fearing he might worry.

"How many years has it been since you’ve seen the old platoon leader? Five years?"

"About that, the last time I saw Uncle Zhao was in the third year of middle school."

"He asked about you every time we had a meal before. This time, I was so delighted that when I mentioned it in our veteran group chat, he insisted that you must come to his house for a gathering. A big group of us old guys have been waiting for you."

Although Zhou Leng didn’t want to go, they were his father’s old comrades, and they even knew his mother and uncle, so he had to say, "I’m sorry to keep the elders waiting. Next time, you don’t have to worry about me; when I come back, I’ll reach out to you."

"You reach out? You disappear for months on end. I know you don’t like socializing; once the chatting dies down, I’ll take you away."

"It’s okay, lately I’ve been resting and not cultivating much," said Zhou Leng.

"That’s good. However, I reckon the old platoon leader will, as always, boast about his glorious achievements, especially that Broken Sword."

"Huh? After all these years, he still brags? I’ve seen him four times, and every time he bragged about Saint Zhao’s Broken Sword."

"How can he not brag? A demonized sword personally bestowed by Saint Zhao; once that thing is out, even an official would have to show respect. If I had one, I’d brag about it for a lifetime too."