Chaotic World Book
Chapter 550 - 534: What Element is Being Embraced

Chapter 550: Chapter 534: What Element is Being Embraced

"I seem to have given myself away."

Zhao Changhe did not bask in the admiring gazes of the Tang family sailors, but returned to his cabin, sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, and whispered secretly to the blind man, "This set of tricks of mine, from the cultivation technique to the palm skill to qinggong, they should clearly feel it’s very different from their sea routine, a typical worldly society martial art. I knew I should have used the Wang family’s Sky-clearing Sea Suppressing Palm, which is at least a bit closer."

To his surprise, the blind man actually replied, "Using the Wang family’s would be stupid, worldly society is worldly society, this kind of slip-up is no big deal, at most they’ll speculate that you haven’t made a name for yourself in the Chaotic World Book because your achievements aren’t obvious, why must it be from the sea? On the contrary, if you had used the Wang family’s, you’d be in endless trouble, don’t get too addicted to pretending to be Wang Daozhong."

"That’s also true," Zhao Changhe seized the opportunity to ask, "So why can people from the sea not be recorded in the Chaotic World Book? Before, it was said that those in secret realms couldn’t be recorded, but surely the sea isn’t a secret realm, right? With such glaring omissions, where is the credibility of the Chaotic World Book?"

"It’s a kind of active isolation," said the blind man. "What’s up there is a page of the Heavenly Book, if someone else also has a page of the Heavenly Book, they can naturally form an isolation of the same level."

Zhao Changhe was curious, "If it’s the Sea Emperor’s doing, why would he manipulate it this way? To hide himself, does he simply hide all the humans in the entire sea area as well?"

"To avoid the scrutiny of the Heavenly Dao, of course, it’s a range isolation, convenient for secret activities," the blind man said with a laugh. "In fact, people of the sea also enjoy this, not everyone likes the feeling of being recorded and publicized in all they do by the Heavenly Dao."

Zhao Changhe said, "I think so too, so can you not record me next time?"

"Firstly, I can’t control it, you telling me this is useless."

"I don’t believe it."

"It doesn’t matter, I don’t need you to believe. Secondly, don’t you actually like having the Chaotic World Book boast for you?"

Zhao Changhe shut his mouth.

He liked it, on the condition that he keeps winning, only then is it boasting. If he ever loses once, he could ask Old Xue how it feels.

And could they only watch when I fight, and not other things? What a contradiction...

Forget it, can’t be bothered to argue with the blind man about this, she is never completely truthful anyway and can’t be expected to share everything. With nothing else to do on this long journey, it’s perfect to study the martial arts of the sea. Quite interesting.

Zhao Changhe immersed his mind in the phantasmagoria of the Heavenly Book, while the slowed movements of Hua Zhenming played out before him.

It had been a long time since Zhao Changhe used this mode to secretly learn someone else’s martial arts, mainly because it had been a while since he encountered anything worth stealing due to their complexity and uselessness.

The last one worthy of analysis and replay was Wuding, but he did not want to learn Wuding’s sword. It wasn’t about using Wuding’s swordsmanship to spy on the Snow Eagle; rather, it might be the other way around. Learning Wuding’s method could fall into the trap of the Snow Eagle, so better not to learn.

This time, the methods of the sea martial artists delighted Zhao Changhe. How to combine and utilize seawater to enhance the traits of martial arts not only helped with martial arts techniques but also with the later comprehension of "controlling" — after all, this was a form of control, albeit at a lower level.

Watching the phantasmal demonstration, Zhao Changhe unconsciously mimicked with his hands, gradually moving away from the intention behind Hua Zhenming’s palm skill, morphing into the semblance of the Divine Brilliance Wind and Thunder Palm, then slowly taking on the appearance of the Sky-clearing Sea Suppressing Palm. Eventually, he cast aside all related weight and explosive power, reached the etherealness of the Bibo Qingyi, shattered it all, and melded it together.

A brand new fist and palm technique was slowly taking shape.

Who says one must learn something like "My Fist" or "Overlord Blade"? Knowing all along that Chichi had learned it, Zhao Changhe never bothered to ask even once. With his current understanding of martial arts and his status in the Worldly Society, it was time to create his own cultivation technique, just like Wanzhuang did when she improvised the Bibo Qingyi combining her piano-playing finger technique on the spot.

The blind man sighed softly.

Who says the Second Layer Secret Treasure is the time to create a new technique? Tang Wanju had a similar grappling technique already, which was modified to spark your interest in playing the piano, not truly something newly created...

But it seemed like he was truly about to create something.

Shattering all others’ intentions and absorbing them to transform into something of his own, rather than simply imitating and reshaping. It’s akin to having learned the characters and writing an original article, no longer just copying and imitating.

Once he took that step from nothing to something, from here on out the creation of his own martial arts would become simpler.

"Talk about genius, Zhao Changhe was definitely a genius. His only flaw from the beginning to the end was his meridians. As for martial arts comprehension, this guy was an unparalleled genius, completely opposed to his level of scholarly attainment..."

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"Did you get beaten up?"

On a certain island at sea, a woman was lazily sitting on a rock watching the waves crash, with Hua Zhenming standing behind her with hands hanging down, reporting the results of his mission.

"Yes, the Tang family ships were stronger than ours, and they even had bed crossbows. With that kind of power, wiping out a small country wouldn’t be a problem at all. We truly couldn’t compete," Hua Zhenming said, looking at the enchantingly graceful figure of the woman and not daring to stare, he lowered his head.

The woman said lazily, "I didn’t expect Tang Wanju to be secretly working on big ships. That doesn’t quite match the loyalty she usually shows... Or is it just Tang Buqi’s doing? Tang Buqi is quite ambitious, huh..."

Hua Zhenming spoke with a touch of admiration in his tone, "That Zhao Shouyi is incredibly strong and bears a noble presence... It must be said, the Tang family deserves its reputation as a prestigious family of Xia Country, greater in person than in name."

"Since when did the Tang family have such a powerful martial artist? Does the old lady look like someone who doesn’t know their own family?" The woman scoffed, "At best, he was recently recruited... Tang Buqi seems to be eyeing the southeast."

Hua Zhenming was silent. Everyone understood little about matters on land; they knew of the Tang family because they had previously gone out to sea and interacted with others. Naturally, they couldn’t know as much as the family leader, who essentially lived on land and was only back to visit relatives this time.

The so-called family leader didn’t usually exist, but the moment she returned, she became the family leader.

"San Niang," an old man with a full face of bristling whiskers, now white with age, showing the marks of years, approached from afar.

The woman turned her head, her alluring face and coquettish features accentuated by sparkling, crystal-clear eyes, shining like stars.

If Zhao Changhe saw her, he would probably drop his jaw to the floor and stand there agape, blurting out, "My Guigui, can you duplicate yourself..."

Because this was San Niang of the Xuanwu sect.

The old man approached, laughing heartily, "Since San Niang has ordered us to persuade them to return, let’s continue to persuade. If Zhen Ming can’t win, I’ll go myself!"

San Niang asked, "Where are they heading? Penglai?"

Hua Zhenming hurriedly said, "When people from Xia go to sea, they usually head to Penglai first. Judging from their sailing route, it’s possible they’ll stop at Taiping Island to resupply."

San Niang stretched out lazily and stood up, "Taiping Island is mostly our people, right..."

"Indeed, everyone on the island, no matter what they do, even a newborn baby, is one of ours."

"Then I’ll go play the role of an inn and gambling house proprietress, meet this incredible Zhao... Zhao, why does he share the same last name?"

Hua Zhenming said, "Zhao Shouyi."

"Bao Yuan... The old lady will make him change his name, no matter what. What ’Yuan’ is he embracing? Is it even something he can embrace?"

Hua Zhenming and the old man exchanged glances, finding it a mix of hilarious and pitiful, wondering how this woman’s mind worked. Is this what women are like?

San Niang walked barefoot on the beach, comfortably heading towards the distant ship, "No matter, with the Tang family possessing such a formidable guest elder with their own surname, if we were to dig at their corner, someone would be upset, someone else would be rather pleased."

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PS: Begging for monthly tickets, woeful woeful woeful.