Chen Ping's Sword-Chapter 47: Scheming Across the Realm, the Marvelous Uses of Cultivation Techniques

Chapter 47: Chapter 47: Scheming Across the Realm, the Marvelous Uses of Cultivation Techniques

Chen Ping basically figured it out.

Tribulation and fortune are not fixed entities. It’s not just about the magnitude of tribulation or its danger.

Instead, it depends on whether the opponent holds any Qi number when passing through this tribulation.

Or rather, whether his past and future actions will trigger certain changes in worldly affairs...

The greater the influence, the more tribulation points one can gain by killing him, altering the future, and dispelling the tribulation.

As for fortune, perhaps it pertains to the contributions one makes to this world and humanity.

Eliminate evil, promote good, follow the heavens and humans, and there will be blessings and opportunities. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

The Spring and Autumn Silkworm’s pure body trembled, as if urging him to act quickly.

Every advancement in tribulation, every fortune-snatching, granted this silkworm baby a bit of growth.

Chen Ping even felt that since coming to this world, the silkworm baby seemed to have grown a bit chubby.

When it gets chubby enough, will it form a cocoon?

At that time, will it break out of the cocoon and turn into a butterfly with wings?

Chen Ping felt a kindred cordiality, making him somewhat expectant.

However, now is not the time to think too much.

With winds and rains howling outside, swords and shadows flickering, effort must be made in this brief moment of peace, urgency is of essence.

...

"Trace Origin and Steal Fortune."

Upon observing, Chen Ping noticed the Trace Origin and Steal Fortune talent was already activated and first targeted the light orb gained from killing Chang Sansi.

This so-called "Fox" Vice Incense Master Chang had been relentlessly pestering and pressing since he arrived in this world, like a lock attached to him and his companions.

It’s only by severing this golden lock can one achieve the transformation of a flood dragon.

He was also the most valuable opponent Chen Ping had encountered.

The skills he possessed were indeed enviable...

Especially for Chen Ping, who had a foundation in traditional martial arts and had progressed significantly in Qi Blood Martial Arts.

To him, this man was undoubtedly a pathfinder.

His path having reached a dead end, with the Wandering Body Bagua Palm also practiced to its peak, he hoped to find continuity through him.

The scene before him shifted in lights and shadows.

A change of environment.

...

This was a large hall, occupied silently by dozens of people, standing with bowed heads.

Some wore scholar’s robes, others Taoist robes, some donned monk’s robes, and some various costumes, while some were in tattered clothes that couldn’t cover their skin.

At the steps ahead stood a single chair, seated by a gentlemanly middle-aged man in a snow-white robe, like a high king overlooking his subjects.

And there he was, standing in the left rear of the crowd, beside a pillar.

No, it was Chang Sansi.

His current identity was that of an average-built, gaunt middle-aged scholar whose appearance was rather inconspicuous.

As with last time, he could only sense, hear, see, think, and feel some secret thoughts of Chang Sansi, but could not control his body’s actions.

’Is this a past incident that Chang Sansi experienced? Have I traveled back in time to his past?

The eerie gathering venue doesn’t seem like serious business.’

’Then, where lies the opportunity?’

What Chen Ping most desired was still the Qi Blood Martial Arts that Chang Sansi had learned... but seeing this conference-like scene left his heart somewhat disappointed.

In the next moment, he couldn’t think too much.

The dignified middle-aged man seated on the chair spoke.

"Wait a moment, all of you proceed to the Martial Pavilion, each to select a martial art according to merit and rank...

This time, the Seven-Colored Tower will suspend all assassination tasks and go dark.. each should proceed to the state prefectures and lie low, make no moves until a major upheaval occurs."

"Yes, Lord."

"We willingly face death to assist the Lord in achieving great undertakings."

The people below answered in accord.

Chang Sansi, whom Chen Ping was possessing, also shouted in a frenzy, as if brainwashed.

"No need for death, save your useful bodies, and another day you all shall return to share the glory with me.

Currently, His Holiness acts contrary, disregarding state affairs to pursue immortality, and even personally dispatched people to Jiangnan and Jiangbei to collect beauties, attempting to emulate the sages in using three thousand women to ascend in broad daylight, which is utterly absurd.

The emperor’s star wavers, the Divine Land’s currents are turbulent, and the Great Li Dynasty is on the brink of collapse, yet there are too many mediocre individuals in the world. They blindly ignore, failing to see that the Qi numbers will change.

A great chaos is imminent, our Hedong Zang Family rose from the woodsmen, experienced millennium, observing the world’s rise and fall... This time, we also must prepare in advance, arrange proactively..."

’I see.’

Here, Chen Ping understood.

Having no knowledge of the backstory, he only garnered bits of information from the meeting.

This "Lord" seemed to be a powerful minister within the court, belonging to noble families...

Now, with the emperor single-mindedly pursuing immortality, eager to use women to ascend, it’s been ages since he last tended to state matters.

Meanwhile, the Northern Barbarian Cavalry invaded, successively capturing cities.

Their blades pointed straight at the Capital.

In a series of unfortunate events, military disasters aside, natural calamities persisted year-round, unceasing.

Droughts, locusts, floods, snow disasters...

All seemed to come as if planned together.

And the local governments were mostly in the hands of distinguished nobles and families, who hardly regarded the lives of the common folk.

Instead, they seized this rare opportunity to annex lands and hoard gold and silver.

In such circumstances, people couldn’t survive; rebellion became inevitably justified.

Hence, the "Four Celestial Kings," "Seven Fiends Star Monarch," "Thirty-Two Paths of Smoke and Dust" and other rebel forces raised their flags, clashed, almost shattering the realm.

With foreign invasion and internal strife, the Great Li Dynasty teetered on the brink.

More absurdly, various influential ministers secretly plotted ways out, making their moves.

Some were fast in setting up, supporting rebel forces;

Others conspired with alien races, craving to betray cities and kill officials. In hopes, at the turn of the tide, to gain the resources for an upward climb.

This court official, hailing from the Hedong Zang Family, sent out assassins and spies from the "Colorful Clothes Tower" to infiltrate...

Aiming to lend support when the Hu Cavalry advances south, aiding in opening the cities, breaking through gates to take Youjing Vice Capital, and establish a significant achievement.

Chang Sansi was dispatched under such circumstances, sent to Xingqing Prefecture to lie low.

As to why he joined the Seven-Colored Hall,

Or how he incited unrest within Xingqing Prefecture,

Chen Ping did not know the rest, as he was still in the middle of the meeting?

Just as boredom began to creep in, the "Lord" in white robe on the high chair finally finished his long speech, letting everyone disperse.

And Chang Sansi went to the Martial Pavilion to select a Superior Qi Blood Martial Arts Secret Manual called "Silk Thread Puppetry."

He also took a complementary Breathing Technique, named "Silk Thread Qi."

[Qi like threads, life like a play, with roles shifting infinitely at will.]

Upon reading the writing on the cover page, Chen Ping understood the purpose of this cultivation technique.

It allows for Concealing Breath and Form, controlling the body, changing shape and appearance... while Marrow Cleansing and Refining the Organs are secondary effects.

Though the upper limit wasn’t very high, its wonderful uses were endless.

’Can such martial arts be taught so freely?’

Chen Ping internally exclaimed in awe.

Only now did he see the vastly superior aspects compared to last life’s martial arts.

’Chang Sansi probably didn’t train very deeply, but if he truly mastered it, he could alter his appearance at will, sneak around others and wreak havoc; it would be disastrous.’

Imagining this guy transforming into a Little Table or Little Stool to ambush by his side, it was simply undefendable.

A careless moment could lead to being shot dead by his poisonous needle.

’That was close.’

Chen Ping was startled, but then his heart surged with joy.

Because he discovered, the possessed Chang Sansi, was eager to start cultivating.