Blind Spot
Chapter 676 - 621 clues, part 1

Chapter 676: 621 clues, part 1

Having decided on the next steps, Li Chengyi continued to absorb Evil Thoughts to evolve his Ultimate Form. He refocused his attention on the relationship between the Saint Position and the Sword Furnace.

"If the Saint Position only has the three methods of proving the Dao that my senior brother mentioned, how should I find my own path to prove the Dao while cultivating the taboo knowledge of Eternal Vitality?"

Eternal Vitality is a taboo route that allows unrestricted enhancement of the flesh’s strength, whereas there are three ways to prove the Dao for the Saint Position: one, eternal evasion; two, integrating with the world; three, reshaping oneself to create a new world and naturally mastering everything.

"Looking at these three methods, the essence of the Saint Position is to avoid being affected by the endless calamities of the world. So, how can I integrate Eternal Vitality into it?"

Li Chengyi pondered carefully....

The advantage of Eternal Vitality is its extreme strength, and as a taboo knowledge, it’s a path untrodden by others, which ensures that as long as nothing goes wrong, one can reach the pinnacle where there is no competition.

But fundamentally, how is this related to the Yin Canon Sword Furnace?

The sect would definitely not let disciples abandon their core methods to pursue a taboo knowledge path on their own.

Thus, there must be some key point he had yet to understand.

Yin Canon, and, taboo knowledge....

The Creation Furnace of the Yin Canon uses all things as fuel... What if the results of cultivating taboo knowledge were used as fuel...?

"If I reverse-integrate into the Yin Canon in this way... maybe..." Li Chengyi suddenly had an epiphany.

He was only at the end of the first phase of strengthening, with the second phase not yet complete, but he could still try to integrate the Eternal Vitality of the first phase into burning within the Sword Furnace....

As for how to burn it.

His brow twitched, and immediately, a part of his blood turned into particles and seeped into the Sword Furnace.

The Sword Furnace was no longer within the Primordial Spirit Sword Palace.

Instead, it was in a dark world of heart images that he had created in the Yin Canon, known as the Yin Realm.

As the blood entered and burned, the flames in the Sword Furnace began to swell again.

A ring of grayish-white flames spread outward from within, releasing and spreading toward the surroundings.

Instantly, Li Chengyi could feel his Consciousness Power being greatly enhanced.

At least an eighty percent increase!

He gasped in shock.

This was just a bit of blood used for burning, and it already had such a great effect.

He suddenly remembered a phrase once said by his senior brother, Xuan Yunzi.

Once at the level of Saints and dimensions, the quantity of energy actually doesn’t matter much because behind everyone there is an entire world and dimension as support; energy is infinity unending.

"So it seems the focus is on the quality of energy, which means the essence of the Sword Furnace is still purification, burning to purify and produce an absolutely top-level powerful force."

Li Chengyi vaguely understood the fundamental nature of the Tian Ju Pavilion system.

This is a Great Path that collects various powerful forces from different systems to be burnt in the Creation Furnace, enhancing the essential energy.

The more powerful the external systems are, the higher the quality of the power obtained after burning.

The relationship between the taboo system and the Yin Canon should ultimately integrate into one, resulting in a unique outcome for the Yin Canon Furnace.

Before that happens, the stronger the taboo system and the greater its achievements, the higher the results will be after the Yin Canon’s integration.

Understanding this, Li Chengyi focused all of his attention on Eternal Vitality.

The next day.

Ten teams representing Biqiu City officially boarded the bus headed for the provincial capital, Suyi City.

On the larger and wider bus, Luo Ting, his face and body bandaged, sat by the window, wistfully watching the long legs of the girls passing by outside.

But unlike the mating-desiring gaze of other males, he desired more to be one of them.

"Heh, good morning, losers."

Suddenly, an insufferably mocking voice drifted in from the door of the bus.

Click.

The many representative teams inside the bus felt a drop in pressure, and pairs of murderous eyes concentrated at the door, landing on the strong Squirrel Person standing up.

"Can you say less..." Kui said helplessly from behind, pushing Li Chengyi onto the bus.

"Did I say something wrong? The people of Biqiu City are trash; it would be better if just the two of us from outside represented this place. Going there is just to make up numbers anyway." Li Chengyi casually walked onto the bus and looked at the seats.

"I’m taking this spot, move aside." He casually grabbed a strong man sitting by the window, tossed him aside, and nonchalantly took his place.

"You!!!?" The strong man’s face turned red with rage, his fists clenched, ready to explode with fury.

But he was restrained and urged to calm down by his teammates.

Although his teammates were not as strong as he was, he was still pinned down, unable to move, and could only let out frustrated breaths on the spot.

"What? You don’t agree?" Li Chengyi taunted, looking challengingly at the man. "Come on then, prove to me that you’re not a loser!"

He gestured provocatively with his hand.

"Enough, Ash, just drop it and we can get on the road..." Kui was about to go insane. He sorely missed those long-gone days when the squirrel simply watched him cultivate in silence.

Not like now, when it picked a fight on a simple bus ride like a societal nuisance.

"Fine, for your sake I’ll give these losers a chance to ride with me." Li Chengyi snorted coldly, saying no more.

As the teasing continued, he discovered that the surrounding people’s evil thoughts remained at a level that was neither high nor low.

That meant they were already getting used to the previous humiliations, almost numb to them. But he couldn’t think of any more ways to humiliate them in such a short time.

"It seems it’s time to change the ’chives’...."

With that thought, he couldn’t be bothered to speak anymore, closed his eyes, crossed his arms, and leaned back in his seat to rest.

As he quieted down, the representatives from the surrounding teams also heaved sighs of relief in secret.

The nerves of Luo Ting, tense throughout his body, also gradually relaxed.

He feared that the squirrel would cause trouble halfway, thankfully it had a companion who knew the big picture, otherwise... fear that by halfway, Biqiu City’s team would be reduced to two people.

From Biqiu City to the provincial capital, Suyi City, there was a little more than one hundred kilometers. In less than an hour, the coach bus arrived in the city district.

At the same time, other prefecture-level city representative teams from within the province had all arrived here by various means of transportation.

To Li Chengyi, who had seen the technologically advanced period of Earth-Moon, there was nothing impressive about the city scenery here.

Ignoring the curious Kui, he wandered around the venue by himself.

A wandering squirrel person attracted quite a few gazes from those around.

The sports stadium in the provincial city was much larger than in Biqiu City, divided into more than ten venue sections, occupied and refurbished by teams from more than ten prefecture-level cities respectively.

The competition was to start officially at two o’clock in the afternoon, and the provincial leaders had already arrived early at the judges’ seats. The guards from the official organizing party, armed with various types of firearms, stared around with threatening eyes and an intimidating presence.

It had to be said, after just a little bit of wandering, Li Chengyi had immediately identified an opponent who he felt faintly threatened by.

That was a venue section far from Biqiu City’s, with a sign standing on the ground outside, reading: Divine Breath City.

Inside the venue section, two tall and sturdy men with long hair, one clad in red and the other in black tight martial arts uniforms, were facing off against each other, speaking in hushed tones.

With fierce looks on their faces and a posture that seemed to be ready to fight at any moment, it was evident that a confrontation could break out.

Li Chengyi’s interest was piqued, and like many other onlookers there for the spectacle, he stood to the side to watch the show.

"What’s with these two? They look pretty strong."

Li Chengyi patted the shoulder of someone standing in front of him and asked quietly.

The man in front was a bearded, bald strongman, who replied without turning his head.

"It’s just some internal squabbles between brothers from Shenxi Observatory, martial artists of the fighter class clashing – it’s not something ordinary people get to see often. The one in red is Blood-eye Han Chihu, and the one in black is his elder martial brother, Luoshen Dao Rongting. Both are well-known fighters from our province!"

Martial Artist.

Li Chengyi heard this term once again, having heard it previously from Kui.

"Just how strong is a Martial Artist?" he couldn’t help but ask quietly.

"Heh... I don’t know. Each Martial Artist has their own unique secret techniques. After all, the standard is to defeat a standard tactical squad on their own – there are many methods and approaches," the bearded strongman replied casually.

"Makes sense. So, a Martial Artist could also be a genius with distinct weaknesses?" asked Li Chengyi.

"That’s true, but these two are different. Shenxi Observatory is the strongest fighting force in Wu Province, and it has produced quite a few Martial Artists. The current Master of the Observatory is also the strongest Grandmaster in our province," the bearded strongman explained.

"I see..." Li Chengyi nodded.

Meanwhile, as he was enjoying the commotion,

a tall man with short brown hair approached the booth of Biqiu City.

"Luo Ting, you still have the face to come and compete?" The man lifted his chin up, not hiding his disgust and disdain.

"Coming here with injuries to compete, do you plan to use your injury as an excuse for losing?"

"Wang Chudong..." Luo Ting’s expression changed, and he stood up.

In Biqiu City, Feiyun Temple was the absolute strongest, having represented Biqiu City in various competitions on numerous occasions.

As the strongest amongst the younger generation of Feiyun Temple, he undoubtedly had the right to represent his temple.

But being the strongest in his own city did not mean the same outside, and Feiyun Temple had its own old rivals.

And this Wang Chudong in front of him was the strongest representative of the younger generation from their old rival, Huanglin Temple.

"Have you heard about Fierce Tiger Sect?" Wang Chudong crossed his arms and looked stern.

"Fierce Tiger Sect?" Luo Ting furrowed his brows.

"The Fierce Tiger Sect has changed its leader. The previous head, Xiang Hesong, was killed on the spot, and now the sect leader is a guy named Hong Shan, who’s said to be backed by a top-level Martial Artist who actually killed Xiang Hesong," Wang Chudong said.

"So what? What does it have to do with us?" Luo Ting responded coldly.

"True, your Biqiu City is already useless anyway. Talking about this with you trash is actually meaningless – you don’t even have the qualifications to get involved," Wang Chudong sneered.

"You!!" Luo Ting thought he’d be angry, but actually hearing the other’s unconstructive taunting, he found himself calm down a lot.

Compared to the squirrel person’s profanities, the Wang Chudong in front of him was undoubtedly much gentler.

"So what’s the point of coming to me and saying all this?" Luo Ting frowned.

"Ha, do you think I wanted to? It’s only because Xiang Hesong’s only daughter, Xiang Hanying, fled to Shenxi Observatory. Her father and the Master of the Observatory have been good friends for years, so they’ve decided to join forces to seek revenge for her, to hold a public trial for the now Hong Shan. So, my master has sent me to ask if your Feiyun Temple wants to join," Wang Chudong said casually.

"The Master of Shenxi Observation is going to act personally? That is indeed a big deal..." Luo Ting’s expression suddenly became serious.

"It might not be so easy," the woman with a bun of black hair, standing among the crowd, interrupted as she stepped forward.

The woman was dressed in a pure white martial arts uniform, which highlighted her attractive curves, and despite the visible muscle lines, it did not detract from the healthy and robust beauty she exuded.

Her skin was fair, her chest ample, but her face was the exact opposite of her hot body, carrying a demure and pure air that seemed untouchable.