Chapter Thirty-Five: The Mad Wolf Blade Technique

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The Fourth Prince ascending to the throne was indeed beyond Wang Changsheng’s expectations. In his view, the First Prince’s succession was already a certainty. Unexpectedly, the Fourth Prince managed to turn the tide, all thanks to Fang Qing.

Had Fang Qing not entered Yun Palace Peak, the Fourth Prince would have stood absolutely no chance.

Wang Changsheng had interacted with the Fourth Prince before and found him to be a decent man, but as for his ability to govern, Wang Changsheng knew nothing.

Yet, what did any of this matter to Wang Changsheng?

When news of the Fourth Prince’s coronation spread throughout the Yun Peak Empire, it caused quite a stir. As Wang Changsheng left the empire’s borders, he could still hear people discussing the matter.

“This world ultimately belongs to the strong!” Wang Changsheng gazed at the frontier of Yun Peak Empire and spoke in a deep voice, “Only by becoming a more powerful cultivator can one attain what they truly desire—not just authority, but longevity as well…”

The task Fang Qing entrusted him with could not have been merely to advise the Fourth Prince and urge him to be a good emperor.

Fang Qing had left behind a scroll of cultivation methods. It was by no means an advanced technique, and Fang Qing instructed that if Wang Changsheng met the Fourth Prince and the prince had come to his senses, then Wang Changsheng should pass the cultivation method to him.

If the Fourth Prince remained attached to the throne, it was not to be used at all.

In the end, Wang Changsheng did not pass the technique to the Fourth Prince.

“The throne—or strength…” Wang Changsheng’s expression grew contemplative. “It is indeed difficult for mortals to choose…”

Leaving Yun Peak Empire, Wang Changsheng headed for Two Realms Mountain, guided by memories of the past.

Two Realms Mountain was where he had first arrived in Chengtian Realm aboard a cloud vessel.

Now, his cultivation was higher than before, and naturally, his speed was much faster. The journey took far less time than it had previously.

Climbing to the summit, Wang Changsheng immediately saw the enormous platform where the cloud vessel had landed.

The only difference was that now, no cloud vessel was docked there.

He had prepared himself for this, yet seeing the emptiness of Two Realms Mountain still left him somewhat disappointed.

Wang Changsheng was certain that returning to Shentian Realm wasn’t limited to just this one method, but regrettably, it was the only way he knew.

“Fang Qing was luckier, directly riding Yun Palace Peak’s cloud vessel back to Shentian Realm!” Wang Changsheng muttered bitterly, “Had I known, I would have asked Fang Qing for help. If entering Yun Palace Peak’s gates was impossible, perhaps at least riding the cloud vessel would have sufficed…”

Now, all he could do was wait—wait for the cloud vessel to descend upon Chengtian Realm once more.

Finding a secluded spot nearby, Wang Changsheng built a humble hut, intending to cultivate here. Perhaps due to its proximity to Shentian Realm, the spiritual energy was denser than elsewhere in Chengtian Realm.

More importantly, from this vantage point, he could see the summit of Two Realms Mountain at a glance; when the cloud vessel arrived, he would be sure to notice.

Wang Changsheng had half a medium-grade spirit stone left, while the low-grade ones had all been used up during this period.

He took out the half stone and began to cultivate.

He was now at the third layer of the Open Veins Realm, which was the early stage. Once he broke through to the fourth layer, he’d be in the mid-stage. Of course, Wang Changsheng knew that breaking through would not be easy.

He sat cross-legged, clearing his mind of all distractions, and began his cultivation.

A month passed in this position. Even though Wang Changsheng was careful to conserve the spiritual energy in the stone, after a month, every last bit of energy had been absorbed.

Looking at the powdered remains in his hand, Wang Changsheng’s expression was helpless.

After absorbing the half stone, the fourth layer of the Open Veins Realm was still out of reach.

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Not only had he failed to break through, he hadn’t even touched the barrier of the fourth layer after absorbing the half stone.

He took out his last spirit stone, pondering deeply.

“The last stone…” Wang Changsheng whispered to himself.

In the end, he put it away, resigned to cultivating with the sparse spiritual energy available.

Wang Changsheng firmly believed that if he absorbed this last stone, he would definitely break through to the fourth layer. Medium-grade stones held potent energy; he had felt it before.

But then what? After breaking through, what would come next?

If the cloud vessel arrived, Wang Changsheng would have no stones left. Could he expect the vessel to transport him back to Shentian Realm for free?

This last medium-grade stone was his fare home—and he didn’t even know if it was enough.

After some deliberation, he put away the stone and took out a jade slip.

“Fang Qing’s technique—I wonder what it is,” Wang Changsheng mused as he looked at the slip.

When Fang Qing left, he had not only given the Fourth Prince a cultivation method, but also left Wang Changsheng a technique.

Fang Qing had comprehended a technique and a method at the Shrine of Techniques. The method could not be passed on, but the technique he could share. Fang Qing was aware of Wang Changsheng’s predicament; although his true energy was robust compared to peers, his combat skills were inferior even to ordinary practitioners of the Qi Refining Realm.

Thus, Fang Qing left the technique he had comprehended.

Immersing himself in the jade slip, a vast stream of information poured into Wang Changsheng’s mind.

“The Raging Wave Blade Technique…”

To his surprise, what Fang Qing had mastered was a blade technique. Wang Changsheng was puzzled, since Fang Qing’s preferred weapon was not the blade.

Still, Wang Changsheng was in desperate need of a combat technique; there was no time to dwell on it.

As he absorbed Fang Qing’s insights into the Raging Wave Blade Technique, his true energy surged within him.

It took five full days before Wang Changsheng slowly opened his eyes.

A sharp gleam flashed across his gaze, showing he had not yet fully recovered from his epiphany.

“The third layer…”

Wang Changsheng murmured, “He’s given me a tremendous challenge…”

After five days, he had barely mastered the first layer of the Raging Wave Blade Technique; the jade slip contained three layers, and Wang Changsheng had only just begun.

Moreover, according to Fang Qing’s notes, the technique surely consisted of more than three layers. Fang Qing had only had time to comprehend three before being forced to stop, as such enlightenment required not only talent but also consumed much mental energy.

He had grasped the basics, but a dilemma arose.

Where would he find a blade?

The only weapon Wang Changsheng possessed was a small, hiltless sword he had acquired by force—not a blade at all.

“Well, a blade can be improvised; I’ll use wood for now!” Wang Changsheng sighed, “But the Raging Wave Blade Technique requires true essence to activate…”

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This was Wang Changsheng’s most awkward predicament.

The Open Veins Realm involved absorbing spiritual energy and converting it into true energy to clear the body’s meridians. Only after breaking the two bridges between Heaven and Earth and advancing to the next realm could true energy slowly transform into true essence.

In other words, to truly cultivate the Raging Wave Blade Technique, it was best to break through to the Transforming Essence Realm, to unleash its full power.

“Let’s try Fang Qing’s method first,” Wang Changsheng said, rising and exhaling deeply as he stepped outside the hut.

Fang Qing was indeed remarkable; leveraging the mysteries of the Shrine of Techniques, he had devised a way to use true energy to activate the Raging Wave Blade Technique, though he had not tested it and could not guarantee its effectiveness.

Using true energy to manipulate the small sword, Wang Changsheng quickly carved a wooden long blade.

True energy coursed through it. Holding the blade across his chest, he flicked it gently, and a sliver of blade light flashed from its tip.

“The amount of true energy it can hold is limited…”

Upon testing, Wang Changsheng found that the wooden blade could only bear so much true energy; increasing the output would surely destroy it.

Yet, he had confirmed that Fang Qing’s method worked!

As for the wooden blade, it would have to suffice.

True energy infused, the Raging Wave Blade Technique unleashed, waves of blade light flickered. Upon closer inspection, it was evident the blade light was formed by circulating true energy; the wooden blade itself did not possess this miraculous effect.

“Slash!”

With a booming shout, Wang Changsheng brought the blade down, and a powerful aura erupted from the wooden blade.

Boom, boom, boom…

Ripples radiated from the blade, accompanied by thunderous sounds.

The essence of the Raging Wave Blade Technique lay in the blade’s strike; as true energy surged, it generated a formidable aftershock, reminiscent of a martial artist’s inner force, though clearly a cultivator’s means.

The first layer of the Raging Wave Blade Technique, besides its sharpness, layered an aftershock whose power far exceeded the blade’s own ferocity.

Bang!

The aftershock spent, the new wooden blade exploded with a loud crack. In Wang Changsheng’s hand, only the hilt remained; the rest was scattered as wood shavings in the air.

“A wooden blade simply cannot withstand the release of this power…” Wang Changsheng lamented.

He discarded the hilt and again used the small sword to craft a wooden blade.

He couldn’t stop cultivating simply because he lacked a proper blade.

He would make do.

A few breaths later, another wooden blade appeared in Wang Changsheng’s hand. He wasted no time and resumed practicing the Raging Wave Blade Technique.

“Slash!”

This time, he unleashed an aftershock but withdrew most of his true energy. Even so, after a single strike, Wang Changsheng found the blade beginning to crack.