Chapter 1422 - 594: Why Am I Forsaken?
Chapter 1422 - 594: Why Am I Forsaken?
The Chairman remained silent, standing with hands behind his back, gazing up at the sky. His eyes were deep, observing the gathering and dispersing clouds, as if probing the secrets of the world’s cycles and the immortality of life.
Qin Ming was taken aback. Had she triggered something? Retracing the past, comprehending the true essence of immortality.
The small courtyard with blue bricks was silent, and Qin Ming did not step forward to disturb.
The Chairman’s plain attire was whiter than snow, with an innate ethereal aura that kept her free from worldly dust and flames. Under the night, she stood alone, detached.
After a long time, she finally spoke gently, "This Scripture... has flaws."
Qin Ming: "..."
Clearly, she had been studying the Silk Scripture, pondering deeply, entangled in the Scripture, unable to extricate herself, with a profound and mysterious demeanor.
The golden silk parasol transmitted sound, quietly conveying the truth.
Qin Ming’s lips curled into a smile, barely containing his amusement.
It turned out that the Chairman, extraordinary and independent, had maintained this posture of gazing at the sea of stars since noon.
In the world, there was no Cultivation Technique she couldn’t master; this was her confidence. Yet, in this remote village, she was trapped by the Scripture, feeling lost.
The Chairman’s Light of the Soul was about to ignite, her body’s instincts running wildly, but she just couldn’t master this True Scripture, making her somewhat doubt her life.
Qin Ming responded with certainty, "There’s nothing wrong with the mental method!"
Then, he added gently, "I mastered it at sixteen."
Finally, the Chairman moved, no longer standing staring at the sky, turning to look at him, wanting to confirm something.
Her body’s instincts indicated that this so-called master wasn’t lying.
The Chairman walked to the stone table, lowered her eyes to the pages carrying Spirit Essence, regaining her composure, and said, "Let me take another look."
She was unconvinced, a shadow in her mind reminding her she should transcend everything, how could a mere Scripture Meaning defeat her? She must be able to master it.
In the night, the courtyard glowed softly, the Chairman’s silver hair fell onto the stone table, once again immersed in the Scripture Meaning.
Qin Ming comforted, "It’s only been two days, you still have time, don’t rush."
Needless to say, the Chairman sat overnight, unmoving. She was firmly "held" in the courtyard by Qin Ming’s words, refusing to believe this nonsense.
Shallow Night arrived, Qin Ming leisurely walked out of the room, energetic.
He watched dewdrops fall from the Chairman’s silver gleaming hair, greeted with a smile, "To comprehend the Scripture and attain enlightenment, balance effort with rest."
Soon after, a fresh aroma spread, Qin Ming began to enjoy the Crimson insect, asked, "Have some?"
The Chairman turned her head, eyes hazy, seeming a bit dazed, said, "Did you give me this insect to eat before?"
She still remembered this? Qin Ming was slightly startled.
Without changing his expression, he said, "Think carefully again."
The Chairman stared, her brows furrowed, said, "Can’t remember, just feels familiar."
Qin Ming spoke lightly, "Don’t disdain it, this is a worldly delicacy, ranked fifteenth on the Strange Insect list, most can’t even dream of enjoying it."
The Chairman no longer struggled with this issue, instead gazing at the pages moistened by night dew on the stone table, said, "I’m certain, this Cultivation Technique is seriously flawed, a normal person cannot master it."
Qin Ming raised his eyes toward her, raised an eyebrow, said, "Are you calling me abnormal?"
Then, he called out loudly across the courtyard wall, "Wen Rui, come here, I want to assess your Cultivation Technique."
Wen Rui, diligent and relentless, was exercising under the Heibai Dual Trees since early morning, and upon hearing his uncle’s call, he immediately came.
Qin Ming asked, "How have you been practicing recently, let me see your progress with the Silk Scripture."
"Okay!" Wen Rui was composed, but still a child, replied with joy, ready to showcase his cultivation achievements, seeking his uncle’s advice.
"Not bad, calm and collected, grand and dignified, a solid path," Qin Ming commented, offering praise.
Wen Rui stretched his muscles, glowing within his flesh, his Qi Mechanism balanced and peaceful, carrying a hint of Qin Ming’s youthful spirit in every move.
Finally, he finished standing, his spine crackling, with silver ripples spreading like Body Cleansing.
The Chairman approached Wen Rui silently, observing him intently with remarkable brilliance in her eyes, studying him from head to toe.
"Uncle, is this... your new aunt?" Wen Rui asked softly.
Recently, during a gathering of six generations of talking sparrows, they were discussing how the Mountain Master should marry, and soon after, there was a stunning woman beside his uncle.
The Chairman said nothing, unbothered by this, merely staring straight at Wen Rui, seemingly skeptical, her reason told her this child was indeed using the Silk Scripture.
Then, she glanced at Qin Ming.
Qin Ming replied casually, "Even children can master this Cultivation Technique."
At that moment, the Chairman finally broke.
Her serene white face lost its calm demeanor, she looked up at the sky again, said, "Oh heavens, why do you forsake me?"
"Auntie, Fairy, are you alright?" Wen Rui asked cautiously.
He was probing their relationship with his uncle.
Qin Ming waved with a smile, calling him over for breakfast, to replenish his body with Crimson insects.
This morning, the Chairman was deflated.
Even upon her recent resurgence, her body and Light of the Soul resonating, always reminding her she stood above all, overlooking the world, invincible.
But now, she doubted herself, that omnipotent perspective weakened.
She was puzzled, how could a Cultivation Technique a child could master defeat her?
Therefore, she opened her Divine Eyes and used her heavenly ears, observing and listening to Wen Rui’s Essential Scripture track, confirming they were practicing the same Cultivation Technique.
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