Holding the Ding (continued)
However, in Fang Wen, cups are not considered precious utensils and are easily associated with drinking and merrymaking, giving people a frivolous impression. In contrast, tripods are undoubtedly much more stable and precious, serving as a symbol of status and only the gentry and nobility could use them.
In High Antiquity times, Xia Yu collected Nine Ding from the nine provinces to cast nine tripods to symbolize the Nine Continents. He also engraved images of demons and monsters on them to warn people and prevent them from being harmed. This is how the legend of Yu casting the Nine Ding came about, and the tripods became important national treasures.
In the history of the Celestial Empire, when a state fell, the Nine Ding were moved. When the Xia Dynasty fell and the Shang Dynasty rose, the nine tripods were moved to the Shang capital, Bo Capital. When the Shang Dynasty fell and the Zhou Dynasty rose, the Nine Ding were moved to the Zhou capital, Hao Capital. Throughout the Shang and Zhou dynasties, the establishment of a capital or the founding of a dynasty was referred to as "establishing the tripods."
"I really want to touch it..." Nie Wanzhi couldn't help but urge, "Why haven't you started the awards ceremony yet?"
The award presenter invited by the organizers this time was an acquaintance of Si Ming's, Shi Yuan, nicknamed "The Prison-Subduing Boulder." Upon hearing this, he chuckled and coaxed, "If you want to touch it beforehand, it's not impossible, but you have to agree to become my apprentice."
Nie Wanzhi was a little confused. What was going on here? How did the topic suddenly veer towards taking on apprentices?
Before she could answer, someone protested, "Shi Yuan, that's not fair! We agreed that after everything was over, everyone would rely on their own abilities, but you're trying to steal our thunder halfway through!"
Everyone looked closely and saw that the protester was "Rain Phoenix" Duan Liguang, who was also a Spirit Transformation Grandmaster.
"Hmph, when was this agreed upon? I didn't know about it. You've been talking to yourselves the whole time. I never agreed to anything. The awards ceremony is about to start, so get down here and stop embarrassing yourselves."
"We're all Spirit Transformation Grandmaster, so what if we don't give each other face?" Duan Liguang leaped onto the platform, relying on the fact that they were both women and not afraid of being criticized for their intimate behavior. She grasped Nie Wanzhi's hands and said, "Don't listen to that Shi Dachui's nonsense. You should have heard of his famous technique, 'Eighteen Hammers to Curse Heaven and Earth,' it sounds awful. You're a girl, swinging a hammer all day long, it'll be a laughing stock. Why don't you become my disciple? I've seen the martial arts you've used, they're mainly lightning-based, and Thunder Method happen to be my forte."
"Hey! How dare you speak ill of me for no reason? My signature move is clearly called 'Eighteen Heaven-Splitting Earth-Shattering Hammers,' and I'm not only good at hammer techniques, I can teach others too. Master and disciple don't necessarily have to use the same martial arts. For example, Yan Jinghong is best at Swordsmanship, but his disciple loves to smash people with her fists. Girl, don't believe her. It's true that she's good at Thunder Method, but her martial arts are mainly based on softness and gentleness. Your fighting style is fierce, swift, and wide-ranging, which is exactly the same as mine."
The two quickly started arguing; they had no choice but to compete. They had finally found a gem, but one without a master. It was a case of first come, first served, and if they missed it, they would regret it for years to come.
As for the prestige of Spirit Transformation Grandmaster, that's nothing! Don't you see that the "Painting King" is even publicly recruiting on TV? If you don't want to become the next Painting King, you'd better start early and find a suitable successor.
With Shi Yuan and Duan Liguang leading the way in breaking the rules, the other seniors who had been itching to do so couldn't hold back any longer and rushed up to snatch the disciples. They didn't dare to compete with the two Spirit Transformation, since there were other promising talents in the Second Martial Arts Club anyway.
Leaving aside those with formal masters like Si Ming, Murong Qing, and Liu Qingqing, Ke Chajing learned her family's martial arts and never formally apprenticed under a master, making her another overlooked phoenix in the wilderness.
Many people are confused by Chen Shimi's Dragon Devil power and don't understand what's going on. However, they can simply take him under their wing and examine him later. At worst, they can treat it as an innate supernatural Divine Ability.
The others, such as Jiang Tingting and Tai Gu, although slightly less capable, are still rare talents. The guests present were not all Spirit Transformation Grandmaster, and their judgment was already excellent.
In an instant, the awards ceremony was turned into a recruitment drive, like a job fair, and it was extremely noisy.
Annoyed by what he heard, Si Ming couldn't hold back any longer. He immediately reached out and snatched the award cauldron, while reciting. "A rootless tree, its flowers in full bloom, heaven responds to the stars, earth responds to the tides."
Without even looking, Shi Yuan instinctively threw a punch in retaliation. As a result, his fists collided, and he was forced back several steps by the force. He couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, as Si Ming had used a move from "Nine Earth-Shattering Hammer Blows," a martial art that was separated from his ultimate skill, "Eighteen Heaven-Splitting Earth-Shattering Hammers -Shattering."
"The Dragon-Slaying Sword, the Tiger-Binding Ribbon, and the Dipper of Heavenly Gang Dipper in motion."
With lightning crackling in his hands, Si Ming pointed at Duan Liguang and unleashed a "Sin-Extinguishing Divine Lightning" attack, knocking him off the stage.
"Forging a furnace of true sun and moon, sweeping away three thousand six hundred [illegible creatures]."
Si Ming's hands moved swiftly, sometimes forming swords with his fingers, sometimes knives with his palms, and sometimes punching with his fists. Sword Qi, knife energy, and fist force swept in all directions, knocking all unrelated people off the awards ceremony stage.
"Soaring through the clouds, roaming freely, kings and Grandmaster chat with ease."
Si Ming held the purple-gold cauldron high in his hand, standing in the center of the empty platform. Sunlight shone on it and reflected in all directions, making it shine brightly and dazzlingly.
As the audience watched the guests being knocked off the stage, they chuckled, yet also felt that Si Ming's figure was even more imposing, and cheered loudly.
Seeing this, the other members of the Martial Arts Club also rushed to Si Ming's side, holding up the cauldron with one hand and shouting loudly:
"We are the champions!"
(End of this volume)
Master: The timeline of the next volume will jump directly to two years later.
The hand that couldn't be held in a parallel world
(If Liu Qingqing does not obtain the Myriad Filth Tainted Blood, this world branch will be opened)
(Reading this chapter will connect to chapters 239, 240, 750, and 751.)
In the dense forest, the three siblings were engaged in a fierce battle. They moved swiftly and nimbly, their figures intertwined, and the force of their collisions swept in all directions, ravaging the earth.
The bond between siblings has vanished. They are now on different paths, and their paths have crossed by chance and by necessity. Each of them knows in their hearts that only the victor can continue, while the loser is destined to stop here.
"A Thousand Moths Return to the Sky!"
Lin Qingxiang merged with his sword, then suddenly dispersed, transforming into thousands of moths, each concealing ominous Sword Qi, fluttering wildly towards Lin Qingxiang with Rushing Thunder speed and chilling killing intent.
"Hahaha, all these years have passed, and you're still just as useless, brother!"
Lin Qingtong wielded her heavy alloy sword, the blade whipping up a gale that shook the void. One Sword swept away a swarm of moths. Her strength was heavy yet not clumsy; though not light, it was incredibly fast. One Sword after One Sword, with lightning speed, she blocked all the moths, forcing Lin Qingxiang to reveal his true form. Then, she pressed her advantage, slashing down with her heavy sword.
"Supreme White Arrow? Fierce Breaking Kill!"
An arrow pierced the air, carrying a chilling and sharp Gang Qi. Although Lin Qingtong managed to parry it with her sword in time, the arrow struck her alloy sword and slashed along the blade. The Gang Qi rubbed against the sword, sparking dazzling sparks and leaving fine cracks. Finally, it grazed Lin Qingtong's face, leaving a gaping wound on her skin.
Liu Qingqing, who was free from Myriad Filth Tainted Blood, did not choose to fight Lin Qingtong one-on-one. Instead, she chose to join forces with her elder brother, Lin Qingxiang. The two were a little awkward at first, but perhaps because the Unseen the connection of their bloodlines, they quickly became in sync.
Taking advantage of Lin Qingtong's interrupted attack, Lin Qingxiang, having caught her breath, launched a fierce counterattack. Sword-Ray, alternating between real and feints, shot out, aiming for Lin Qingtong's throat.
"The arrow was shot silently, its killing intent concealed. Little sister, I knew I hadn't misjudged you. You are the one who inherited Father's talent, unlike me and my elder brother."
Lin Qingtong shattered the Sword-Ray with a swing of her right hand, and reached back with her left hand to grab an invisible moth that was trying to sneak up on her. With a squeeze, the sound of Sword Qi shattering emanated from her palm.
"If you want to become stronger, if you want to surpass me and Father, go to Zhu Hao and ask him for that tortoise shell. The Cultivation Method recorded on it is the reason for Father's strength."
"Shut up!"
Lin Qingxiang roared, his attack becoming even more frenzied, completely abandoning defense and resorting to mutually destructive tactics. "You traitorous bastard, how dare you call your master by his name!"
Lin Qingtong scoffed dismissively, relying on her metal body to defy the opponent's desperate attacks, and retorted, "If I call that guy 'Master,' you'll say, 'What right does someone who has betrayed the sect have to call someone 'Master'?' Anyway, no matter what I say, you'll always find an excuse to criticize me."