I Can See Your Combat Power
Chapter 1914 - 343: Dao Heart Turbulence

Chapter 1914: Chapter 343: Dao Heart Turbulence

This is the arrogance born from the martial artist’s self-assurance after comprehending the true meaning, thinking they have grasped the profound truth.

Upon hearing of Di Shen’s visit, these disciples excitedly followed Du Ting down the mountain, eager to witness the mystical feats of Wushen Mountain’s martial arts. However, after meeting the Saint Child of Wushen Mountain, they were left as dispirited as frostbitten eggplants.

The saying goes, outsiders watch the show, insiders see the details, especially as spectators. Though lacking in realm, they can clearly discern Di Shen’s capabilities.

If time could turn back to when Elder Du Ting came to inquire, regardless of their curiosity, they would not step down the mountain again.

After all, every martial artist strives for prominence, but even with the profound foundation of Heavenly Sect, they comfort themselves. Yet witnessing the martial arts exhibited by Du Sha and Meng Jiao, which are hard to match, is truly discomforting.

This turmoil in martial arts belief is especially fatal for martial artists who have just surpassed the initial realm. It touches upon a classic paradox in the martial arts realm.

A martial artist must possess an invincible Dao Heart, but without witnessing all beings and the world, this Dao Heart remains narrow and illusory. Yet, after witnessing all beings and the world, how many can keep their Dao Heart unchanged?

After all, each has strengths and weaknesses, and ultimate invincibility remains a fantasy, difficult to realize.

Tang Luo instructed Du Ting to bring them down the mountain to let them see the world. Though their fighting spirit wavered now, it may not be a bad thing.

After all, whether Di Shen or Du Sha, Meng Jiao, all have strengths and weaknesses in their martial arts styles. Seeing such a flawless pentagonal martial artist would truly lead to despair.

Watching the disheartened inner sect disciples return to the back mountain and wholeheartedly immerse themselves in training, this trip down the mountain was not in vain.

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Xiling Central Hospital

In ancient times, the Human Race lived in constant danger, and their future was bleak. At that time, Zhongzhou’s only force to rival the demon beasts was known as the Wu.

These warriors, who practiced like the Demon Race and worshipped demon totems, were not only protectors of the Human Race but also healers, scholars, and creators.

As the Dao Child of Wushen Mountain, Di Shen may not excel in medicine as much as the dedicated witch doctors within the sect, but he was more than sufficient to heal these injured civilians.

Granular creation clay drifted into the ear cavities of the injured bit by bit, enveloping and nourishing the ruptured and torn eardrums. The rich innate earth energy allowed the wounds to heal quickly, solving problems that ordinary healers found challenging with ease through the Dao Child of Wushen Mountain.

Even those with extracted broken eardrums could have them restored by the creation clay, considered a miracle.

Thus, in the corridors, one could see citizens bowing in gratitude everywhere, while Di Shen continued his work indifferently.

In less than two hours, over three hundred people injured accidentally in West City were completely restored.

"Can Di Shen go to see the director now?"

Di Shen, still expressionless, revealed no happiness or anger.

Mi Bai, however, seemed relaxed, with a radiant smile: "Of course, Elder Du Ting prepared a grand ceremony to welcome the Saint Child. May the Saint Child appreciate the beautiful scenery of Xiling more. There are many tasks in the City Hall, so Mi Bai will not stay long."

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In the end, Du Ting fulfilled his wish to host a grand ceremony in Unparalleled City. Though called grand, it was merely arranging gongs and drums along both sides of Central Avenue, laying out a long carpet at the main gate of the academy, and inviting some singers and dancers from Xiling, dressed in sorceress costumes, to perform songs and dances.

Seeing the proud and enthusiastic citizens along the way, the dancers dancing ostentatiously with crude sorceress makeup, wearing ambiguous dancer costumes, made Di Shen’s temples throb with anger. If not for considering Unparalleled City as the venue of the new king, he would make these disrespectful fellows aware of the earth’s fury.

Ignorance is not angering; ignorance coupled with showing off is very annoying.

But thinking of the scholar whose pride was harder than bone upon entering the city, Di Shen refrained from any excessive actions, just silently raising his gaze, facing the sky with a calm expression as he moved forward.

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Soon after Di Shen was welcomed into Unparalleled City, Yao Gekuang entered the city with a dejected look.

An Yuheng, worthy of the gods’ favored child, had made further progress in the Innate Dao Map since their farewell at Ten Thousand Immortal Mountain.

The evolved map not only had functions of pinning and trapping enemies but could even disrupt perception and cover a large area, greatly countering his martial arts style that relies on perception to evade damage, making the battle very difficult.

Fortunately, the Striking Swan Physique was still effective, maintaining an undefeated balance.

Since a decisive victory wasn’t achieved, further fighting wasn’t necessary. So, after calculating that Di Shen should be about to enter the city, Yao Gekuang hurried over.

His speed was so fast that even Xiling’s Wind Media couldn’t keep up with his movements, until the Saint Child of the Palace of Striking Swan had traveled well throughout Xiling, changed into a new set of clothes, and Du Wei came to greet him with people.

"No need for cumbersome rituals, quickly take this Saint Child to pay a visit to the mountain."

The changed-clothes Striking Swan Saint Child stood tall and firm, coldly speaking.

Through a tentative battle with An Yuheng, he increasingly inclined that overly keen perception was not a good thing, so he urgently wanted to see Tang Luo for guidance on solving this problem.

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Others observe the flowers, not involving your sight; others bustle, not involving your feet.

Not all martial artists have strong curiosity. Those with firm ambitions and clear goals won’t be swayed by Di Shen’s appearance.

For example, Tang Tianyu, whose only obsession now is to quickly complete the first lesson because the content of the first lesson alone does not offer any hope of surpassing the Eldest Senior Brother Yang Fan.

This obsession makes him incredibly focused, eager to quickly help other junior disciples find the True Spirit.

As for the Saint Child of Wushen Mountain, what does strength or weakness have to do with him?

Similarly, some wandering martial artists who have managed to establish their True Spirit, knowing they are already falling behind, wish to split a day into two for training and wouldn’t go down to watch the scene either.

After all, even the weakest Saint Child of Heavenly Sect is a being they cannot match. Watching would be pointless.

However, not having curiosity is one thing, but they would still be concerned watching their fellow senior disciples return from the descent with such a lost look.

Now it’s better, like soulless lambs seemingly finding a way out, pouring out the despair encountered below the mountain like rain.

Can’t understand, can’t comprehend, lack confidence.

Martial artists finding the True Spirit would all believe they have unparalleled talent in some area, yet even those who embrace the True Spirit through Earthly Energy couldn’t understand Di Shen’s martial path.

The most despairing is, to these disciples, a so-called visit is essentially an invitation for disciples of sacred grounds to compete.

But throughout the entire inner sect disciples, who could confront Di Shen in a duel?

Not only is there a major realm gap, but even if the opponent stands and lets them display all their abilities freely, there’s no chance of winning.

Embarrassment is minor; they fear their incompetence may lead to the director expelling them.