Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 954 - 954 321 Bizarre Ambush

Chapter 954: Chapter 321 Bizarre Ambush Chapter 954: Chapter 321 Bizarre Ambush The old man left.

From beginning to end, he never revealed his own identity.

Nor did he hear Feng Yin say a word, nor did he expect Feng Yin to appear.

He came.

He said what he needed to say, then he left.

Everything was so natural, as if an elderly man had found a tree hole to vent his thoughts. Once his mind was clear, he simply left; that was it!

But at this moment, Feng Yin’s heart was surging with emotion, silently saying to himself, “Thank you!”

“Perhaps one day, as you said, I will stand tall and face the storms of the world with a calm smile.”

“The words you spoke today are precious and true; I will remember them well, engraved in my heart.”

“Yes, the barrier of the strong.”

“But from today on, thanks to your wise advice, I will no longer have the barrier of the strong.”

Feng Yin felt an immense gratitude at this moment, almost seeing the old man as a good mentor and friend, a close and dear companion.

In fact, while the old man was speaking, he struggled several times with the urge to reveal himself and meet him.

But Feng Yin knew all along another truth, that meeting might be less sweet than not meeting, and his presence might change everything.

He had some guesses about the old man’s identity now, and they weren’t far off the mark.

If he had shown himself, the old man would have been deeply disappointed, the kind of disappointment that cuts to the bone.

Because appearing would mean their positions could no longer be reconciled.

Because… it’s about identity, about duty.

Appearing would be like forcing the old man to capture him.

This affection, it’s enough to remember it in the heart; there might not be a moment to reciprocate.

The old man left, but Feng Yin did not.

He continued to lie low, finding stillness more potent than motion.

It was not that he couldn’t leave or was unable to, but because… even the old man himself didn’t anticipate that his words would have such a profound effect, breaking through the barrier of the strong that Feng Yin wasn’t even aware of.

The barrier of the strong is a kind of spiritual barrier. For advanced practitioners, this is not too profound a concept, but to overcome and clear it, at least for the cultivators of the Anping Continent, is not easy, certainly not as easy as it was for Feng Yin.

However, Feng Yin is from the era of the knowledge explosion. Similar words to the old man’s are spoken almost every day, in countless varieties.

In his previous life, Feng Yin not only witnessed this, but he would see it every so often. In storybooks and novels, such philosophies were abundant, a necessary path for the growth of protagonists.

But back then, Feng Yin was but a small fry. When he read it the first or second time, he might find it reasonable, even enlightening, but after seeing it too much, it no longer seemed special!

He even felt: Oh crap, another serving of chicken soup.

But now, at this moment, when he compared the knowledge of the two worlds, he suddenly had a whole new insight!

Without personal experience, verification, and embodiment, it’s hard to have a truly empathetic understanding!

How does that saying go again? “You only realize the value of books when you need them, and the difficulty of things when you experience them…”

That’s the way it is.

In the end, what’s valuable or not is just like that.

I’ve done so much and indeed saved many people. But honestly, truly, if they wanted to repay me, could those ordinary people do anything truly useful for me even if they gave everything they owned, even their lives?

Since that’s the case, having possessions that I can’t use, what else is there to fret about? Wouldn’t getting frustrated with the world’s cynicism just be me searching for my own unhappiness?

Once the barrier of the strong is broken, and one’s state of mind leaps forward, a period of consolidation is necessary.

Just wait until the mind is stable. In the future, my state of mind will only be as firm as a rock, no longer easily influenced by external things.

This progress, this gain, is truly immense!

Quietly, the ancient sandalwood tree’s hole slowly sank again, fully entering beneath the ground, leaving no trace where it was.

In the distance on The Other Side, the old man stood high in the air, looking at the unresponsive tree. Finally, with a slight smile, with a touch of appreciation, he whispered, “He really can keep his composure. As long as he can maintain this ‘steadiness,’ he can go anywhere under the sky.”

Before the echo of his voice had faded, the old man’s body flashed, and his figure disappeared from sight.

This time he truly left.

And at this moment, Feng Yin was like a stubborn stone, eternally sinking into the ground, unmoved.

All the experiences of his past and present life as a human in two worlds slid silently through his mind.

It was like watching a movie.

Reliving the angry youth’s teeth-clenching rage, the desperate efforts while at work, the torment of worn-through shoes, and the desolation of achieving nothing…

The contemptuous glances from those around, the awkwardness of school reunions, always sneaking away or making excuses not to attend when others treated, all to avoid owing favors because he couldn’t afford to return them…

Admiring luxury cars and then, from within one, that dismissive gaze looking out…

Seeing the girl he liked, but was too shy to speak to, getting into a car with a sweet smile on her face…

Then seeing the same girl crying in heart-wrenching pain, wanting to step forward to comfort her, but in her tearful eyes he still saw that shred of contempt for him…

It was a look that said… “I was hurt by a rich second generation, but that doesn’t mean you, a poor sod, can show me pity.”

In a world of high-rise buildings and well-dressed people, in a city where luxury homes, fancy cars, and beautiful women are everywhere, he walked on the streets mired in loneliness…