My Wife Is A Sword Immortal
Chapter 722 - 443: For Your Great Lady 2 Ladies or... that old lover to drink

Chapter 722: Chapter 443: For Your Great Lady 2 Ladies or... that old lover to drink

What is the most essential form of the world? And how does it exist?

These metaphysical questions have, in any place at any time, their seekers who tirelessly explore and ponder.

The purest ’curiosity’ about the nature of their world, transcends races and epochs.

In Zhao Rong’s eyes.

These metaphysical matters were widely referred to in his previous life as ’truth’.

Sought by a group of philosophers and scientists.

But in this world, it’s called the ’Great Dao’.

Pursued by School of Thought Scholars and countless mountain-climbing Cultivators.

They are all ’Seekers.’

However, different worlds have different unknown laws, and the situations are vastly different.

In the Xuanhuang Cultivation World, strong Cultivators might not necessarily be obsessed with the Great Dao but instead venerate ’power’; yet, those obsessed with the Dao and capable of delving deeper into it, are always great beings who can reverse yin and yang and pluck the heart and moon from the peaks.

The Daoist Skills of Confucianism and Mohism, and scholars from School of Thought, are just thus.

Clearly, the people like Zhao Xifu, Zhu Yourong, and Yu Huaijin inside the Summer Insect Pavilion right now tend toward being ’Seekers.’

This was also why Zhao Rong initially brought up the ’Achilles cannot catch the tortoise paradox.’

However, he had never anticipated that their reactions would be so fierce, and that the unfolding events would become so uncontrollable...

Initially, Zhao Rong had merely thought of casually mentioning something interesting, just to ’bamboozle’ the shopkeeper into treating him to a few glasses of Ice Lady Wine, just like the colorblind paradox he had proposed before.

Yet, the reality was, he had actually overlooked one thing:

In any of the three thousand worlds, about ’metaphysics’ — namely ’the Dao,’ the most primary and fundamental exploration... is of time and space.

The former is commonly referred to as the Time River on Xuanhuang Mountain, but in this world, the Cultivators’ quest to understand the essence of the Time River and space seems to be quite difficult, heavily influenced by certain factors, far behind Zhao Rong’s previous life.

And tonight, the second paradox he proposed delves deep into the essence of time and space...

In the secluded and ancient tavern of Du You City at the world’s edge, when Zhao Rong calmly and confidently stated that ’time and space are not absolutely continuous.’

It was like a thunderclap on a clear day, the room went deadly quiet, leaving everyone sensing a revelatory boom.

Before any sound of astonishment arose, Zhao Xifu, always one to contradict, suddenly made remarks and began to pour more drinks, catching everyone off-guard...

At this moment, Zhao Rong observed the transparent drink in his glass intently.

Within the glass, the surface of the water reflected the dim orange light of the hall, yet it was not dazzling but rather conveyed a crystal-clear sensation, transparent to the bottom.

Like a mountain spring cascading and bouncing beside a forest path in the early morning.

In the quiet hall, like everyone else, Zhao Rong curiously stared for a while, then looked up at the shopkeeper pouring the drink and the pitch-black wine jug in his hand.

Zhao Rong remembered that the man had just finished pouring out the Ice Lady Wine.

But why then... was there still liquor being poured out?

"What kind of wine is this?" Zhao Rong frowned slightly.

So this pitch-black wine jug also hid some mysteries?

Zhao Xifu did not respond, but instead turned his head, staring intently towards the door.

As if he hadn’t heard Zhao Rong’s words at all, or rather... was ignoring him.

The shopkeeper quietly watched the door for a while, then suddenly took a step, leaving Zhao Rong’s side, moving toward the door.

Along the way, he sighed deeply, seemingly realizing or lamenting as he muttered:

"Not continuous... not continuous, can no longer be divided further, huh? So, the ’water’ from this broken river is actually like this? Having dealt with it for so many years, goddammit, only now do I understand..."

Zhao Xifu rubbed his face.

At this time, Zhu Yourong couldn’t help but speak, "Shopkeeper Zhao, are you saying that what Ziyu said is true?"

Her voice slightly uncontrollable with excitement.

Zhao Xifu nodded.

Zhu Yourong abruptly stood up, her hands supporting the table, her lips and teeth trembling slightly... this ’paradox’ and answer from Ziyu’s mouth, if spread to Tunan Continent, one couldn’t imagine the severe shock it would cause at Jixia Academy!

She couldn’t help but shift her gaze, looking at the young Confucian Scholar who had invited them for drinks tonight.

There was Zhao Rong, appearing as if nothing of concern had happened, seeing that Zhao Xifu hadn’t answered him, curiously examining that glass of clear wine.

Zhu Yourong’s breath caught slightly... did this rascal really know what he had done? His paradox and its answer had revealed the essence of the Time River and space! Even if it was just a ’simple’ yes-no answer to whether time and space could be infinitely divided, it was still dealing with one of the most fundamental traits of the Great Dao.

As far as she was aware, until today, the predecessors of the Xuanhuang Realm had always held a continuous and uninterrupted view of time, everything, and even the flow of the Time River, which could be infinitely divided — a conclusion almost unanimously obvious to subjective perception.

If before, this conclusion was almost without question, yet tonight, someone not only posed a paradox questioning the continuity of time and space but also directly offered a decisive answer! He leapt two steps ahead at once.

If his words were correct, then if Zhao Rong were now at the ’Land of Dao Validation’ at Jixia Academy, the moment his words fell, it would trigger divine manifestations: white rainbows piercing the sun, dragons spewing pearls from clouds, and multicolored clouds of mist... It’s just unfortunate that this place was not the Land of Dao Validation.

The woman, tightly wrapped in her Confucian robe, couldn’t help but take a deep breath, switching her air intake several times.