Chaotic World Book
Chapter 354 - 347 Soaring Through the Air

Chapter 354: Chapter 347 Soaring Through the Air

Zhao Changhe’s body hovered in midair, and he elegantly unfolded his wings again, soaring upwards.

The sword light then brushed past the soles of his feet.

Zhao Changhe kicked at the opponent’s face, who parried with his sword in response.

Tip-toeing on the opponent’s wrist, Zhao Changhe used the force to leap onto a nearby pine tree, rebounding back and pointed his finger like a sword towards the opponent’s eyes.

This flowing sword technique, elegant and graceful, had reached a profound level of mastery, making it impossible to recognize that his foundation was actually in Saber Technique.

It wasn’t merely to better impersonate Wang Daozhong; in fact, he didn’t know the Wang Family’s Swordsmanship. More importantly, he had avoided using Swordsmanship before, deliberately integrating it into his Saber Technique instead, mainly because carrying an extra sword was too cumbersome.

Now, with a ring that contained an unfinished sword blank and his stomach full of the Sword Emperor Inheritance’s techniques and Sword Intent, not playing with a sword in one hand and a saber in the other would simply be a waste of this fateful encounter.

The opponent wasn’t very strong and was perfect for practicing swordsmanship.

This also was a process to truly integrate and understand what he had learned. After learning so many sword techniques without even holding a sword, how could one understand it well? Surely he didn’t think understanding swords meant using a saber?

The opponent exclaimed in amazement, "Excellent swordsmanship, excellent movement! You are surely not nameless. May I ask your name?"

Zhao Changhe did not respond; as his opponent swiped his sword towards his fingers, Zhao Changhe used his left palm to deflect the sword path upward while his fingers quickly pressed down on the opponent’s shoulder well.

The man’s body went numb, thinking his end was near, only to see Zhao Changhe laughingly snatch his sword and said, "A grand effort for naught... The meaning of the Heavenly Book is not for you to know."

By the time his voice faded, he had disappeared.

In just a few moves, he had penetrated the Maze and truly reached the position of "Without Pretense."

This display was a perfect act of mastery. The observing blind man chuckled, amused as just moments ago Zhao Changhe himself didn’t know how to break through the array, now pretending to understand it all.

The man who had his acupoint pressed awkwardly stood still, shouting, "Someone come and release my acupoint!"

Soon after, there was rustling nearby as someone pushed through the underbrush, panting, "Damn, what sort of cursed array is this? I specifically went out to learn Array Magic for a year and still can’t break it. Clearly, this is the position of Without Pretense, so why can’t I get out?"

The man whose acupoint was pressed helplessly said, "First, release my acupoint."

"Who did this?"

"A new face... very strong, possibly on the Human List."

"So the real person has brought in a new recruit from outside again? Tch... There have been fewer coming to the mountains over the past two years. I thought the competition had lessened, seems old senior is still impatient."

"Nonsense, it’s been so many years without anyone breaking past the mid-mountain. How long does old senior have left? He’d be a ghost to wait that long. I reckon soon he’ll lure the whole town here... No, release my acupoint first!"

"Oh..." The man nodded, suddenly drew his saber, and decapitated the man whose acupoint he had pressed.

Blood spurted like a fountain, and as he died, he still maintained a stunned expression, not understanding why his companion would kill him.

"Pah, you think you deserve to enter the mountains?" The slayer scornfully sheathed his saber, "After so many years, you still don’t understand. Did you really think you were helping the old senior find treasures? If he had the capability, he would have taken them himself. It’s all about seizing the opportunity when it arises."

Since it was all about chance, others were not allies but competitors.

As for whether his gains would be seized by Yuxu later, that was a concern for another time. For now, it was essential to reduce the number of competitors, otherwise even securing an opportunity would be hard, let alone considering the future.

What he didn’t know was that Zhao Changhe was actually standing very close by, tilting his head as he observed the unfolding events with interest.

As villains abound, their failure to ascend even halfway up the mountain over so many years was not without reason. Yuxu letting them seek the Heavenly Book was likely because he knew well these folks could simply never achieve it.

Suddenly, the man paused in thought and then clapped his hand, "I’ve realized it now. To exit without pretense, one must fight without fault, it isn’t just about simple movements... Does my killing count as fighting?"

With that, he dashed towards the position of Without Pretense, and Zhao Changhe watched him pass by closely, then sprint into the unknown distance.

By leaving this way, he would actually descend the mountain. Behind the master position lies the traveling spot, identified as adverse traveling.

Zhao Changhe took a deep breath and continued his ascent.

This place is truly intriguing... it doesn’t seem to test your music, Array Magic, or even your character.

It talks about nature... not to immerse oneself in music nor deliberately solve arrays. When the fateful law arrives, it comes.

No wonder this page of the Heavenly Book is in Kunlun... It isn’t about various exquisite arts; it’s about applying the natural laws into Martial Arts.

Just at this moment, the First Layer Secret Treasure he needed to comprehend, related to integrating with the natural elements of heaven and earth, seemed tailor-made for him.

Zhao Changhe slowly walked uphill, musing, "You didn’t hint to me about this page of the Heavenly Book in Kunlun earlier, only when I was about to come did you hint; is it just the right fortune arriving, or because I’m also at the moment needing to experience this?"

The blind man’s voice seemed to come from nowhere, entering directly into Zhao Changhe’s mind, "Follow the course of destiny, for that is nature itself. Whether it’s the bottom of Ancient Sword Lake or the peak of Kunlun, I only tell you when you arrive there. If I had made you come, would that still be your destined path?"

"Does that mean I possess the Qi of the Heavenly Book?"

The blind man was silent for a while, then slowly said, "Yes, you do."

Both recalled the third card Zhao Changhe had drawn back then.

She hadn’t explained to Zhao Changhe what it was, and Zhao Changhe hadn’t asked to this day.

Zhao Changhe continued forward, only to find a cliff ahead. A stream flowed below, while a void more than thirty meters wide above seemed impassable. Birds occasionally skimmed over the gorge, splashing water and chirping, serene yet isolating.

Someone sat on the edge of the cliff, leisurely twisting a rope. Upon seeing Zhao Changhe approach, they neither looked up nor paid any attention.

Zhao Changhe directly asked, "Why did the people before not build a bridge?"

"New here?" The person still didn’t look up, emotionlessly replying, "Can’t build a bridge. No matter how you try, it’ll break midway. If it were that simple, it would have been done long ago. Why do you think you’re still here asking?"

Zhao Changhe observed for a moment and then slightly shook his head.

Above the Secret Treasure, not much can be said. For the Martial Artists of the Mystical Gate, relying on Qinggong, who can really leap over thirty meters...

Is that flying or Qinggong?

Managing to rely on Qinggong to cross halfway would be impressive... According to Zhao Changhe’s current level, his Qinggong among those of similar Cultivation Level is not top-tier, but it’s amongst the leading ranks. To leap through the air without any fulcrum, twenty meters would be his maximum – to ordinary people, it already seems miraculous.

Following this man’s method of twisting a rope, imagining the scenario: jump half the distance first, then throw the other half length of the rope to coil around a tree on the opposite side is feasible, just time-consuming.

Zhao Changhe then asked, "Why make your own rope instead of buying one in town?"

The man impatiently replied, "They just don’t work, no matter if bought. Who knows why. Stop bothering me."

Zhao Changhe smiled and said, "What about stolen ones, do they work?"

The man paused, then chuckled, "You’re quite clever."

Zhao Changhe glanced again, knowing this test was about utilizing nature itself. His own Qinggong needed a basic foundation but didn’t require anything extraordinary, consistent with the previous challenges. Relying too heavily on extraneous tools would not be accepted by the Heavenly Book. Making one’s own rope counted, but a rope acquired through plunder wasn’t truly utilizing nature on one’s terms.

An interesting challenge.

Zhao Changhe didn’t bother with the rope, and instead turned to look again, seemingly pondering something.

After a moment, he suddenly sprinted and leapt into the air.

The rope-maker was stunned. What, no tools at all, and just jumping like that?

Out of his mind!

However, as Zhao Changhe seemed to begin descending slightly, he casually extended his foot and tapped lightly as if he had found some support, effortlessly levering himself up and shooting straight across to the other side.

The rope-maker realized what had just happened.

A crane had flown by; he had stepped on the crane, truly utilizing every aspect of nature, leaving no trace of interference.

Clever enough but that guts too, how could you be so sure a crane would pass beneath your feet at just the right moment? What if there hadn’t been one, what if your calculations were off, and you fell through the air?

But there were no "what ifs"; Zhao Changhe truly stepped on the crane and made it across. The man, instead of admiration, felt a rise of vicious energy.

The Heavenly Book only had one page, such a person could not be left alive!

"Swoosh!" A Cow Hair Needle silently aimed at Zhao Changhe’s heart from behind!

Yet Zhao Changhe seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. His hand moved back with his long sword, easily deflecting the needle back.

The man didn’t expect him to defend against that too, finding himself suddenly unprepared as the needle flew into his forehead. He laughed crazily, "You’re out of breath and won’t make it either; let’s die together hahaha..."

On the other side, Zhao Changhe had just stepped on the crane, not yet reaching the other bank, suspended in the air when he deflected the attack. His energy in turmoil, he indeed began to descend, with only about a meter to the other side left...

He suddenly stretched out his palm and sucked in.

Earlier, someone’s rope tied to a tree on the opposite bank lay on the ground; one end of it suddenly flew into his hand. Using it to leverage a leap, he landed stably and vanished along the bankside, not even glancing at the attacker.

With a "bam", the attacker, with a tiny bloody hole in his forehead, fell to the ground full of regret.

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