Chaotic World Book
Chapter 307 - 300 Law Level Divine Skills

Chapter 307: Chapter 300 Law Level Divine Skills

Zhao Changhe breathed a sigh of relief.

He had been worried that when she mentioned looking at the coffin, she was actually asking if he wanted to pick out a coffin to lie down in it and "die"... It seemed like having a mature woman around had its perks, as they wouldn’t make a big fuss over little things like a young girl might, focusing on the more important matters.

But in reality, he had taken a good, clean look behind her.

Very big, very white.

If she found out about that, he’d really need to find a coffin to lie down in and "die."

Pretending to be oblivious, Zhao Changhe moved closer to inspect the coffin.

The coffin was made of jade, and being fully closed, it was unclear if there was a corpse inside. The aura was obscured by the jade, making it nearly impossible to sense anything. But considering how confident San Niang sounded in stating that the person inside was dead, her Divine Sense could probably perceive the internal Qi, making it easy for her to determine whether the person was dead or not.

Then he heard San Niang sigh, "He might have prepared many contingencies and even caused geographical shifts, turning Beimang’s location upside down, but in the end, he still couldn’t escape death."

Zhao Changhe realized that this might be a bit of a blow to the faith of the Four Symbols Sect. In a way, they worshipped the one lying in the coffin, or at least he was one of their deities, but now he was truly dead.

If the god you worshipped was dead, then maybe your faith was a bit... emmmm...

However, looking at it from another angle, the Ancient Four Symbols were subordinates of Emperor Ye, so even if the Four Symbols were dead, it didn’t mean Emperor Ye was dead, so their faith wasn’t completely shattered. Anyway, San Niang and her group were now representing the Four Symbols themselves, so if the original Four Symbols were dead, that was just that; it would be more troublesome if they weren’t...

But seeing San Niang’s expression, he couldn’t help feeling that she was a bit downcast. Not knowing how to comfort her, Zhao Changhe simply said, "You’re not planning to open the coffin, are you?"

San Niang pondered for a moment before replying, "It still needs to be opened..."

Zhao Changhe quickly advised, "Who knows what kind of prohibitions we’ll encounter if we open the coffin? I suggest you take the coffin back to your Main Temple of the Four Symbols Sect and study it with the power of a group. Archaeologists take decades to excavate slowly, so there’s no need to rush."

San Niang said, "I didn’t plan on opening it now. Do you really think I’d be that rash?"

Zhao Changhe gave her a sideways glance, "It’s hard to tell. Just now, you triggered a prohibition and fought with a sword... acting all silly. Who was that?"

"Because this sword is what I wanted," San Niang snapped back. "How could I get the sword without triggering the prohibition?"

Zhao Changhe said, "I thought it was for Chichi..."

San Niang’s eyebrows slanted sharply.

I risk my life for the cause, and you’re just thinking about your little lover? Am I just a tool?

Zhao Changhe took a half step back and raised his hand to protect his face.

From behind the cover of his arm, he saw that San Niang was wrapped in his broad coat, with just the tips of her tiny hands peeking out of the sleeves, her face puffed in annoyance, looking inexplicably cute, just like Yangyang...

Grinding her teeth in irritation but considering she needed his help this time, San Niang didn’t want to spoil their relationship. She forced a smile and said, "This sword is neither for Chichi nor for myself... Chichi already possesses Bing Po, which is no less remarkable than this sword. This is a treasure deeply connected to our Sect, a foundation for our heritage. Whether or not Chichi can walk the path of a Sect Hierarch in the future, she could at least become a White Tiger Venerable. As for the vacant position of Azure Dragon Venerable, we can select an exceptional member from our Sect to inherit it – this sword will be his."

That made sense. A vast Sect’s legacy consisted of various treasures, especially those explicitly linked to their heritage.

San Niang claimed she was hands-off, but all her thoughts were for the Sect’s consideration, whether it was about money or treasures. She probably deserved great credit. With these women working tirelessly for the Sect, it was no wonder that the Four Symbols Sect had developed so well over the years.

Zhao Changhe tried suggesting, "I think Miss Winged Fire Snake isn’t too bad. Dragons and snakes are similar, letting her try inheriting the Azure Dragon position, how about that?"

San Niang looked at him with a strange expression, and after a moment, she said, "That you’ll have to discuss with Vermilion Bird, since Winged Fire Snake is directly under her... If you want to push for it, Vermilion Bird is the one to propose it at the Sect’s high-level meeting for formal testing."

"So-called high-level is just you and Vermilion Bird..."

"Now, there’s also Chichi," San Niang said with a giggle. "Are you sure Chichi will speak up for another of your women?"

Zhao Changhe’s face turned green, and he quickly changed the subject, "Vermilion Bird wouldn’t propose such a matter unless it’s important. How about you bring it up casually during a smaller meeting..."

"Me? Suggesting that Zhao Changhe really likes Winged Fire Snake and strongly recommends that she takes a higher position?" San Niang grinned again, "Are you sure? Do you want Vermilion Bird to take out Winged Fire Snake, or do you want Chichi to take you out?"

"Can’t you find some other reason? Like her critical position or her strong cultivation..."

"Haha..." Seeing Zhao Changhe genuinely considering how to promote Winged Fire Snake, San Niang almost burst out laughing, "Alright, alright, I’ll bring it up for you."

Zhao Changhe gave a sheepish smile, "San Niang, you’re the best."

Grinning, San Niang said, "On another note, if I asked you to take on the role of Azure Dragon Venerable, would you do it?"

It was a playful question, but not without seriousness.

This guy didn’t want to join the Sect because he didn’t want to be subordinate to anyone. If offered a position of equality, perhaps he would be more willing. Besides, Chichi was his lover, and if he took on a second role, she would likely have no objections and be quite happy.

The only problem was that the Four Symbols were not casually passed on; Chichi could do it because she received the heritage of the Azure Dragon Seal. If someone else wanted that position, they would at least need a convincing reason... and they had to persuade Vermilion Bird.

Zhao Changhe pointed at his own nose, "Have me become the Azure Dragon? Do I have anything to do with the Azure Dragon, even as much as a copper coin has? If you are suggesting my appearance somewhat resembles it..."

San Niang’s face stiffened.

Zhao Changhe shut up.

"As for what element the Azure Dragon corresponds to in the celestial phenomena, that’s a different matter. But in the human realm, it’s typically seen as a token of the Human Emperor. In your case..." San Niang sized up Zhao Changhe for a moment before suddenly saying, "Come over here."

Zhao Changhe followed San Niang to the end of the coffin, puzzled. The surface was engraved with some patterns, but their significance was indiscernible.

In truth, these patterns were carved all over the coffin, and anyone unaware of their significance would view them as nothing more than ordinary decor.

"These patterns have quite the background," San Niang said. "They’re a kind of spell that promotes the growth of vegetation and the immortality of life, intended by whoever set them to protect and nourish the flesh within the coffin, in hope of awakening someday. Currently, it would seem that they’re definitively dead, unable to be revived, and so the spell is like an engraving made in vain, but that doesn’t render the spell itself useless. Now, try and see if you can comprehend it."

Zhao Changhe said, speechless, "These patterns are too abstract, there’s not even a concrete image. How can I understand anything? Give me a hint?"

San Niang, with her arms folded, said, "It’s to see if there’s true fate between you and our sect. If learned, this can counter your own Blood Evil backlash, heal your hidden wounds, increase your lifespan, and glimpse immortality. Moreover, integrating it into your Dual Cultivation technique could enhance its effectiveness. And if you are to heal a man, you obviously can’t engage in Dual Cultivation, right? Having more skills won’t burden you, whether you learn it is up to you."

Leaving aside whether to heal men, just the possibility of extending lifespan would interest anyone. What’s more, based on this explanation, who knew if it would be useful to Tang Wanju?

Zhao Changhe couldn’t make heads or tails of such abstract patterns, but he had an ace up his sleeve.

Pretending to be thoughtful, he reached out and caressed the engravings.

His mind interfaced with the gold leaf in his embrace, and soon he saw a VR-like realization appear before him, revealing large characters: "Rejuvenation Technique. Spring returns to the earth, vegetation flourishes, everything is reborn. Pertaining to the Wood of the Five Elements, it’s also a token of the Azure Dragon of the East. It belongs to the category of Divine Skills at the level of foundational world laws, beyond your capacity to learn. Grasp the gist for now, it’s suffice. Forcing comprehension may injure your fundamentals. Save it for after accessing the Third Layer Secret Treasure."

Zhao Changhe: "..."

The name was so commonplace, Rejuvenation Technique, like some dime-a-dozen merchandise.

And then they tell you it’s a Law!

And then they tell you, you’re too weak to learn it...

Below, the patterns weren’t translated into text for you to read; instead, an extremely mystical translation of consciousness flickered through your mind as if you grasped something but couldn’t catch it. Trying to forcibly capture it, you’d feel a tearing pain in the forehead.

Zhao Changhe stepped back, sweating profusely, gasping heavily.

San Niang immediately supported him, asking in surprise, "What’s wrong?"

"Um... It’s a Rejuvenation Technique... For the first time in this world, I’ve encountered the true concept of ’Magic’ and ’Spell’..." Zhao Changhe gripped his head in discomfort, "But I can’t learn it... well, perhaps just the superficial part?"

San Niang’s eyes widened in astonishment.

You actually can?

This was something that would take a sect ten years to comprehend and refine, harder than deciphering ancient artifacts. San Niang had only hoped he would have an inkling, able to say "I have a vague sense, requiring long-term exploration," which would have been quite impressive, nearly on par with her!

And now, just with a few touches, you told me you’ve learned the essence?

San Niang didn’t believe it. She rolled up her wide sleeve to reveal a minor wound from the Ancient Sword’s Sword Qi, "Don’t brag. If you’ve learned even just a bit, healing this small injury should be doable. Give it a try?"

Zhao Changhe hesitated, "I can’t try it at a distance..."

San Niang stared at him intently, "It’s just touching a few times, what’s the big deal? Be straightforward, don’t make excuses."

"...I’ve never heard such a request before." Zhao Changhe sighed as he reached out to touch.

A touch was soft and warm... Uh, what am I thinking about...

What I should be considering is how to use such superficial knowledge of the spell.

True Qi, can it be compatible with "Magic"? Do I need to learn a bit of Taoist Scripture from Taiyi Sect...

He tried to use the True Qi from the Six Harmonies Divine Skill inside his body and, to his surprise, found it effective.

The adaptability and convertibility of the Six Harmonies Divine Skill were marvelous again. It could not only be transformed into Blood Evil Energy required for the Blood Evil Skill, but it could also be modified into something akin to "Mana," and it was of the Wood Attribute no less.

San Niang felt a rough hand caressing her arm incessantly, and just as her cheeks turned red with annoyance and she was about to lose her temper, a tingling sensation came from the wound.

It wasn’t the ticklish type of sensation; this was characteristic of a wound healing!

He could actually heal this grade of minor injury! He really had learned a sliver of the Rejuvenation Technique!

San Niang had forgotten to pull her hand back, letting him continue to touch, her mind echoing self-doubt—was he really not related to Emperor Ye at all?