Chapter 1035: Chapter 279: Let the Human World Know of the Frost’s Brilliance

The time Jiang Wang estimated he needed to complete the Voice Broadcast Immortal Style Dao Technique, even at his most skilled and concise, was at most sixteen breaths.

A lengthy preparation of sixteen breaths only exchanged for a duration between nineteen to twenty breaths.

The value of using Voice Broadcast Immortal Style in battle had been drastically reduced.

Unless he could engrave it into the third Inner Mansion and use the power of the Inner Mansion to achieve instant preparation. Only then could it return to its original value.

Compared to the Decayed Wood Decision and the Eight Sounds Annihilation previously engraved, the Voice Broadcast Immortal Style was much more complex and difficult, not merely in terms of complexity.

Jiang Wang had originally planned to use the Daoist Platform to deduce the Inner Mansion engraving Dao Technique for the third mansion, but now he had no other thoughts.

He understood the value of Voice Broadcast Immortal Style best.

However, the Daoist Platform could only be used for perfecting and subliming Dao Techniques, not for solving the issue of Dao Technique engravings in the Inner Mansion.

This part, Jiang Wang still had to face himself.

But to Jiang Wang,

since the Dao Technique had been established, the most difficult part had already been completed.

Although the remaining engravings were complex, there were, after all, traces to follow that allowed for gradual improvements and adaptations.

He never lacked patience or effort.

Uncountable times before, he had struggled out from the brink of despair. The efforts made when hope was visible were actually not that difficult to endure.

As the days and months slowly passed by outside the window, Jiang Wang sat cross-legged, continuously refining his Dao Technique, honing himself.

A decade spent sharpening a sword in its sheath, should let the human world appreciate its frosty brilliance!

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On the Guanhe Platform, powerful countries from all around the world gathered, and ambitions intersected.

The reason why the Yellow River Gathering had such extensive influence was not only because it gathered the attention of powerful forces worldwide but also because it was a moment for young prodigies to showcase their talents and for countries to display their future potentials.

Always treasure the ambition to seize the clouds in a few days, once promised to be the best in the human world!

Since ancient times, young prodigies have always been the center of attention.

Which young person doesn’t want to stand at the Absolute Summit, overlooking the insignificance of the world below?

And who hasn’t longed to be the number one in the world?

As the Yellow River Gathering approached, the Guanhe Platform became the most watched place in the present world. Countless people focused their attention here.

Dukes discussed and outlined the major trends of the world.

Young prodigies gathered, all competing only to be the foremost leader!

Such stirring ambitions were indeed desirable.

The Yellow River Gathering traditionally consisted of three parts.

One for Neifu Cultivators, another for Outer Tower Cultivators.

Godly cultivators have usually exceeded age constraints, generally considered significant figures, no longer deemed youngsters.

Thus, there was no decisive battle for cultivators above Godly cultivation level.

However, simply competing among the Neifu Cultivators and Outer Tower Cultivators was not sufficient to encompass all prodigies.

Some, still very young, had achieved the God Arrives state. Aren’t they more talented than Neifu cultivators of the same age? 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Therefore, besides the Decisive Battles for Neifu and Outer Tower, there was a third one—

An unrestricted decisive battle for those under the age of thirty.

All cultivators under the age of thirty years old, regardless of their cultivation level or nationality, could participate.

As the date for the Yellow River Gathering drew near, the Great Qi Administrative Hall began the final selection of participants.

Various messages, big and small, bubbled up through a multitude of channels.

Even on the streets of Linzi, people started discussing who from their country should go to battle.

In the newly opened Sanfen Xiangqi Tower in Heavenly Mansion City, the topic inevitably fell on the Yellow River Gathering.

In the great hall, a high stage was set up, and a play was being performed.

To one side, playing musical instruments were beautiful young women, with either zither, pipa, or erhu.

The performance was at its most exciting part, and the music very tight-knit.

"In my opinion, Young Master Mo Liancheng from the Mo family of Baizhi County should be the top of the younger generation of Outer Tower from Great Qi!" said a drunken patron, his face flushed as he hugged a girl, speaking loudly as if he were discussing his own family, very proud.

"Get real! What about Baizhi Mo family, whether Baizhi County is still named that is another matter!" a young nobleman in brocade sneered, "Do you know of Yang Jing, the brother of the Prefectural Governor of Bi Yu County?"

"Can Yang Jing compare with Mo Liancheng?" the previous drinker was furious, "The Yang family, through generations, has only produced a Prefectural Governor at most. How can they compare with the Mo family?"

"You see, I’m talking about one thing, and you’re talking about another. Is the Yellow River Gathering about comparing family backgrounds?" The brocade-clad young master was clearly having the upper hand, "Even if it really were about comparing family backgrounds, it would not be the Mo family’s turn! The Mo family doesn’t even rank much in Qi Country. Why would they embarrass themselves at the Guanhe Platform?"

The slightly drunken drinker’s eyes widened, "Then let’s compare their combat strength. Mo Liancheng has impressive battle achievements, who has he ever lost to? But for Yang Jing, I’ve hardly even heard of him. I wonder if he’s just all hype!"

"Hahaha." A man suddenly laughed and joined the conversation, "I’m not familiar with Yang Jing. But Mo Liancheng is certainly all bark and no bite!"

He lifted his head out from the embrace of the woman next to him, revealing a long beard, and asked with a smile, "Wasn’t it he who had a conflict with Zhongxuan Fenghua in Linzi and had to detour around?"

Their conversation became so heated that it drew the attention of everyone nearby.

Talking about the Yellow River Gathering and discussing the strengths of heroes made even the play on the high platform seem dull, and the beauties in their arms lacked luster.

"Who is Zhongxuan Fenghua?" someone asked softly.

"Tsk!" A person nearby scoffed, "The one who outshone all his peers!"

"Isn’t he in seclusion now, not participating?"

"Whether he participates or not, it doesn’t change the fact that Outer Tower’s Mo Liancheng went around him!"

An innocent and lively-looking woman glanced at the noisy drinkers, then climbed up the stairs with a brilliant smile.

A group of cultivators, none from the Ascending Dragon Realm, having drank some spirits, started judging the heroes of the world, always mentioning Outer Tower Cultivators. They wouldn’t even deign to mention Neifu Cultivators unless they were of Zhongxuan Zun’s level.

Truly amusing.

Turning around the corridor, she reached a room’s door, not bothering to knock but merely pushing it gently with her hand.

Her slender, delicate hand was tipped with nails red as blood.

With a creak, the door swung open.

She stepped inside, just in time to see a woman lounging lazily on a couch inside, propping up her forehead with one hand.

This woman was dressed meticulously, except for the hand propping her forehead, where her sleeve had slipped down, revealing a stretch of her snowy-white forearm.

Somehow, that fleeting glint of snow-white seemed to fill her vision, swirling with endless allure, impossible to shake off.

"You sure live a carefree life!" the innocent-looking woman said, her voice crisp and showing a playful charm.

The reclining woman chuckled lightly.

Her voice wrapped around them like a breeze, penetrating straight to the heart.

Without saying anything more, she simply asked, "Elder Sister Ling’er, why are you unhappy again?"

Ling’er giggled, then waved backward, closing the door, and started to walk forward, saying, "Do you really care about your sister?"

The reclining woman just slightly lifted her eyelids to look at her, "Sister naturally cares."

But with that one glance, Ling’er stopped in her tracks.

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ps:

1, "Know that in your youth, hold high aspirations, once vow to become unmatched in the human world!" —— "Titled Thirty Small Portraits," Qing, Wu Qingti

The widely circulated "Know that in your youth, soar through the clouds, once vowed to be unmatched in the human world" is a miscommunication by later people.

2, "Ten years sheathed, honing a sword, it shall make known the frosts of the human world!" —— "Self-Titled," Qin He Yishen

3, I thought about it, sharing the entire poem with all my book friends, to encourage us together.

This is a poem I wrote during a period of suffering, to clarify my aspirations.

The full poem goes —

Between the stars hides the dragon light, once shining outside the young scholar’s window.

Ten years sheathed, honing a sword, it shall make known the frosts of the human world!

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No matter how difficult the situation, my dear friends, never give up.

In your youth, there was also the starlight shining outside your window.

The treasure light of the constellation proves your remarkable talent.

You are a peerless sword.

As long as you keep grinding, persisting, striving.

One day, you will make the world recognize your sharpness!