Chapter 332: Chapter 339: Is There such a Maneuver? (Second Update)
Translator: 549690339
Surveying the overwhelming stellar talent, everyone present was taken aback. Even Ning Wuque was watching the sky with shocked disbelief, his expression flickering, obviously somewhat incredulous.
Neither the old Palace Master nor the Palace Master Liubanstein made any move to stop Yang Zhen.
Today, this Void Cultivation Stage cook named Yang Dingtian had brought greater and greater shocks to the both of them.
In their mutual gaze, both the old Palace Master and the Palace Master Liubanstein saw undisguised admiration and appreciation for talent in each other’s eyes.
The Spiritual Studies Palace was already renowned for its talent, and now it was quite clear to almost everyone present what Yang Zhen was about to do.
He was actually going to craft!
But even though they understood what he intended, the people present were more and more flabbergasted.
Start crafting with just a piece of paper and a few characters?
If he could really pull it off, they would tear Ning Wuque, this pretty boy, to shreds on the spot, demonstrating the principle that the chrysanthemum can also receive all things universally.
No matter what, the crowd was stirred up by Yang Zhen’s movements, watching him with excitement written all over their faces!
Damn, they had never seen someone so daring and reckless, who not only scribbled out phrases resembling ‘when you catch the toad, you get urine on your hands’ during the old Palace Master’s birthday celebration but also attempted to craft in front of everyone with a common piece of paper?
Had Yang Zhen become arrogant?
Yang Zhen’s actions made even the Palace Master Liubanstein and the old Palace Master feel uncertain.
Who could have thought that today’s proceedings would take such a turn, that many Tribulation Crossing Period powerhouses were ail fixedly watching a Void Cultivation Stage practitioner?
Yet, Yang Zhen had already turned a deaf ear to the outside world and was staring at the eight roaring characters amidst the sky, then abruptly closed his eyes.
When they saw this, everyone was startled. Yet before they could react, amid the roaring paper in mid-air, the brightly shining eight characters suddenly erupted with a terrifying starlike talent. Instantly, their radiance soared, and with a loud bang, they exploded into countless twinkling stars.
Hum- !
In the midst of the world, there seemed to be only a single piece of paper left, making deafening noises in between the ripples of talent, while those eight big characters were already broken beyond repair. Straining their necks for a look all they could see were specks of black stars still lingering amidst the sky, a dazzling sight as if they were fiercely burning.
Yang Zhen’s consciousness was completely immersed within his spirit space curiously looking at the Tao Te Ching floating in mid-air.
At this moment, the Tao Te Ching was radiant, surrounded by countless stellar inscriptions, and the Desolate Heavenly True Pattern also resonated from afar, emitting an aura of ancient ruggedness.
Crafting with these eight characters wasn’t a whim of Yang Zhen, but something he had planned in advance.
From the moment Ning Wuque brought out the Half Mountain Map, Yang Zhen had an idea in mind, pondering the path of crafting based on talent.
Could this method of crafting succeed?
Yang Zhen didn’t care!
If the crafting process failed, he would be utterly disgraced, falling from a complete victory to the abyss of failure in his face-off with Ning Wuque.
Yang Zhen didn’t care about that, either!
None of the two thousand people present understood that Yang Zhen had done all these things, not due to anyone’s provocation or with the intention to provoke anyone, but simply because he found it interesting and wanted to try it. That was it!
In my life, I, Yang Zhen, must be happy!
Just like trying to craft with these eight characters, it was merely a spontaneous thought of Yang Zhen’s.
Moreover, this thought was quite a gamble, enough to bewilder most people, including Yang Zhen himself. There was a high possibility of failure.
But who cared?
Yang Zhen just wanted to give it a try, to do it!
Ning Wuque’s face was once again lit up with hope, but this time it was not as intense as before. After being humiliated by Yang Zhen time and time again, he could hardly bear it any longer. Therefore, this time he had learned his lesson and was quietly watching, in fear that Yang Zhen might once again take aim at him.
Submerged in the spiritual consciousness space, Yang Zhen reached out to touch the Tao Te Ching. The world roared with a bang, startling him, making him quickly retract his hand.
Boom Boom Boom!
The Tao Te Ching suddenly emitted an uproarious sound akin to thunder, a surge of a mysterious azure light rushed out and poured into Yang Zhen’s body. The force of it made him shudder, his face lighted up with pure joy.
“So, that’s how it is, it can also be done this way!”
Yang Zhen burst into hearty laughter, opened his eyes abruptly while his hands moved rhythmically, and a tide of Stellar Talent inscriptions suddenly surged like reversing rivers and capsizing seas.
This terrifying spectacle stunned everyone present, even the powerful ones at the Tribulation Crossing Period, beheld him with expressions of surprise and shock.
“What on earth is Yang Dingtian trying to do?”
“I have no idea. I’ve never seen artifact crafting done like this before!”
Everyone looked at Yang Zhen with astonishment, uncertain of his intentions, their confused expressions conveyed a sense of complete bewilderment.
Even the Palace Master turned to an older man standing beside her with a baffled expression, curiously asking, “Elder Huo, is he crafting an artifact?”
Elder Huo, a highly respected master of Spirit Treasures at the Spiritual Studies Palace, had such extraordinary skills that he could craft artifacts similar to Spirit Treasures.
upon hearing the Palace Master’s question, most of those present turned to look at Elder Huo with curiosity.
However, Elder Huo just furrowed his brows, then after a long while, said with surprise, causing everyone to look at him, and shook his head,”I have no idea!” No idea?
All the corners of the crowd’s mouths twitched. What was there to be surprised about if you don’t know? You make us feel pretty uncomfortable.
The Palace Master’s eyes narrowed, her expression strange as her gaze returned to Yang Zhen.
If even Elder Huo, the most respected figure in the Spiritual Studies Palace in the way of artifact crafting, had no clue what Yang Zhen was trying to do, then it was even harder for others to figure it out. Some couldn’t even tell whether he was trying to craft an artifact or not.
Ning Wuque looked at Elder Huo doubtfully. Seeing that Elder Huo seemed genuinely uncertain, he finally relented, coldly huffed and said, “He’s just showing off!”
At this moment, Yang Zhen suddenly let out a soft snort. His eyes focused remote, and with a few movements of his hands, a series of bewildering Stellar inscriptions emerged in the air. Those turbulent Stellar Talent inscriptions, which were rolling and plunging like raging waves, suddenly emitted a buzzing sound. After breaking apart, they slowly gathered again.
But this time, instead of forming the eight characters ‘Bright Future, Move Forward,’ they formed a series of sentences.
Everyone’s mouths dropped open in disbelief as they read out aloud subconsciously.
“My…my love is the vast horizon, flowers bloom at the foot of the rolling green mountains, what kind of rhythm sways the most, what kind of song fills the heart with joy…”
“What… what are these? Are they lyrics?”
“Damn, what the hell is this? Why can’t we help but swing with the rhythm, unable to control ourselves?”
“No, these lyrics are toxic!”
All their facial expressions changed drastically, and they stepped back, looking at Yang Zhen with a puzzled expression.
Even as the next line formed, everyone read along.
“The river flows from the heavens, flowing into a sea filled with colorful flowers. The fiery song is our hope. Singing while walking is the most liberating…”
This is… this is so fake!
Everyone stared in horror at the dense lines of text before them, shocked. Even some of the Practitioners at the Tribulation Crossing Stage couldn’t help but rhythmically chant along. Particularly those skilled in the way of energy began nodding their heads and swaying their bodies as if enjoying the text.
As the voices of the crowd grew louder and more rhythmic, a two-legged, cheap cat was spotted, hitting the tabletop in full swing, mumbling with full satisfaction: “Damn, who knew such a thrilling operation could be done, these lyrics are so poisonous, it’s so cool!”
“Good job, kid!” shouted the scruffy cat.
“Great job!” echoed the saucy chicken, its neck undulating rhythmically back and forth..