When Opportunity Isn't Enough, Make Up for It with Strength! (Bonus Update!)

Fifteen minutes later.

With Chen Zhixing at the center, over a hundred Great Demons scattered like birds and beasts, sweeping out in every direction.

"Little ones, all of you get moving! Help Senior find the human tomb!"

"If you can't find it within an hour, all of you can go die!"

"Hurry!!"

For a moment, the entire Pine Needle Forest seethed with commotion.

Under the command of those hundred-plus Great Demons, thousands upon thousands of Great Demons and Little Demons either flew into the sky or burrowed into the earth, beginning their search for Nine Wind Daoist's tomb.

Chen Zhixing sat cross-legged on the ground. Threads of Mental Power, like a school of nimble red fish swimming through the air, flew out from all directions and attached themselves to that group of Great Demons.

"Young Master, what do we do next?" Sword Spirit Qing Zhi's voice rang out.

"Wait." Chen Zhixing closed his eyes and began to rest and nurture his spirit.

In just half an hour.

A voice filled with utmost respect rang in Chen Zhixing's mind through the divine sense he had attached.

"Senior, we found it!"

In an instant, Chen Zhixing's eyes flew open, a gleam flashing through them and vanishing.

"Good!"

When Chen Zhixing arrived, the other Great Demons had already received the news and dispersed, leaving only a Squirrel Demon standing in place, anxious and ill at ease as it waited for him.

At the middle of a sheer cliff face, the entrance to a cave was hidden behind countless hanging vines.

Ordinary people would never have discovered it.

At the cave entrance, an ancient stele was slanted into the earth, with a line of large words written indistinctly upon it.

Tomb of Nine Wind!

"Not bad."

Chen Zhixing nodded slightly. With a flip of his right hand, a Foundation Establishment Pill the size of a sugar bean appeared in his palm, and he casually tossed it to the little squirrel.

"Many thanks for Senior's bestowed treasure! If this little one can become a Great Demon in the future, I will surely repay you like a gushing spring!"

The little squirrel instantly looked as if it had received a great pardon. It accepted the pill and kowtowed repeatedly to Chen Zhixing in thanks, then hurriedly left.

For a bottom-level Little Demon like it, a single Foundation Establishment Pill was enough to change its fate!

Chen Zhixing paid it no further attention. Instead, he drew in a deep breath and looked into the depths of the cave.

The depths of the cave were pitch-black, and strands of icy wind drifted out from within.

Chen Zhixing walked inside step by step.

Before long, an ancient, heavy Bronze Stone Gate appeared before Chen Zhixing.

On the Bronze Stone Gate was written a line of ancient small-seal characters that did not belong to this era.

Chen Zhixing narrowed his eyes and looked over.

My name is Nine Wind. Since the day I began cultivating, I have asked myself whether I labored diligently each day, seeking above and below, day and night. Yet the Great Dao is unjust, dividing men into ranks of three, six, and nine...

Almost the entire first long section was Nine Wind Daoist recounting the events of his life.

The general meaning was that he had worked very hard, but effort was worth less than a single coin before talent, and so on.

Chen Zhixing had no interest in reading Nine Wind Daoist's life story, and directly looked toward the very end.

All my life, I was tossed about and displaced, contending with heaven, contending with earth, contending with men. Yet the years have slipped by in vain, and looking back on this life, at the very end I am left only with a decayed and ruined body.

Now that the Five Signs of Decay of Celestial Beings have arrived, I sense that my allotted span is nearing its end. I fear the road of the Great Dao ends here, beyond all sight.

All the things of this life, when pondered in sorrow, were only a Yellow Millet Dream after all.

Only now have I gained some understanding in my heart: what a man obtains, what is achieved in the Dao, has long since been fixed by heaven and earth in the unseen.

It cannot be fought for, cannot be snatched, cannot be sought.

In life, I once obtained several treasures. Now that my Great Dao has been severed, they are already useless.

Today, I shall bury those treasures here together with me, leaving them for a destined person of later generations to come and take.

However, in the place where I bury my life, I have set three trials, and the three trials contain three questions.

Those who accomplish something in the three questions shall naturally gain something!

My first question: what is the Dao?

At this point, all the records on the Bronze Stone Gate came to an end.

"You have to answer questions before you can enter the tomb?"

Chen Zhixing's brows furrowed slightly.

The Spider Web Organization was about to come kill him. He had no time to waste here.

He drew in a deep breath.

Chen Zhixing asked, "Qing Zhi, if it were you, and there was something you wanted very badly locked inside a box, and you had to unlock it before you could take it out, what would you do?"

Sword Spirit Qing Zhi froze, not quite reacting for a moment, but still answered instinctively, "If it were me, of course I'd think of a way to get the answer to the lock and open the box—"

"Wrong!"

Before she could finish, Chen Zhixing had already stepped forward, his right arm drawing back like a full moon.

Waves of terrifying Ox Demon Star Force gathered in his right hand.

Behind him, the terrifying phantoms of black ox demons appeared one after another, raising their heads and roaring the stars to pieces.

"The correct answer should be to smash the box apart directly!"

"Ox Demon Shattering Heaven!!!!!"

In an instant, Chen Zhixing slammed his fist into the Bronze Stone Gate.

Bang bang bang!!! A terrifying force powerful enough to shake a hundred mountains poured out madly, like floodwater bursting from a dam!

A massive black Shockwave instantly crashed forward with savage force, directly blasting the entire Bronze Stone Gate to pieces! Then the Second Diagram, the Third Diagram!!

The Three Question Stone Gates that Nine Wind Daoist had set up in life were all pierced through by this one punch.

"See? Sometimes, simplifying things gives you the most effective way to handle them."

Chen Zhixing withdrew his arm and strode inside.

Only Sword Spirit Qing Zhi, in the inner space of the Qingzhi Divine Sword, was left staring with her mouth agape.

He directly shattered it with one punch?! Th-this, this, this... this works too?!! In the next moment, Sword Spirit Qing Zhi shuddered all over, and an ominous premonition surged up in her mind.

The Land of Inheritance of her Sword God had tests set up too. When the time came, could Young Master possibly... Sword Spirit Qing Zhi's throat bobbed at once, and she only felt her mouth go dry.

Before she could continue thinking.

Chen Zhixing had already strode inside.

On the shattered stone gates of the Second Diagram and Third Diagram, two questions were written respectively.

What is law? What is art? "Whoever has the stronger strength, whoever has the bigger fist, is the Dao, is the law, is the art."

"Boring questions."

Chen Zhixing murmured casually, then stepped past the three layers of stone gates and went straight to the deepest part of the tomb.

At the deepest part of the tomb was a Stone Chamber of about a dozen square meters.

In the center of the Stone Chamber, a skeleton of stark white bones, wearing a Daoist robe long since decayed, sat cross-legged on a Prayer Mat.

If he was not mistaken, this was Nine Wind Daoist.

Nine Wind Daoist's skeleton still maintained the posture of looking up at the sky; clearly, before death, he had still been unwilling to accept it.

"Pardon the intrusion."

Chen Zhixing respectfully bent at the waist and bowed to the skeleton.

No matter how one put it, barging into someone else's tomb to take things still made Chen Zhixing feel somewhat apologetic.

In the next moment.

Chen Zhixing directly went around the skeleton and stopped in front of a Stone Table behind Nine Wind Daoist's skeleton.

On that Stone Table were three items placed from left to right.

On the far left was an ancient book with a blue paper cover. On the ancient book was a line of old vertical characters written in an antique brush style.

Nine Gods Method! Chen Zhixing let out a light breath, and a faint smile could not help appearing on his face.

"Got it!"

Chen Zhixing gently reached out and placed this Nine Gods Method into his sleeve.

He understood in his heart that with this method, his True Self Realm might perhaps walk a path unmatched in the present age.

In the next moment.

Chen Zhixing looked at the second item.

In an instant, Chen Zhixing's mind shook violently, and his pupils contracted sharply.

"Hmm? Why is it this?!"

It's June. I wish everyone a June where all things go smoothly and everything your heart desires comes true.

Also, this chapter counts as an extra update. Mm, it's the first day of June, so I'm being a little diligent.

Apart from this chapter today, there will still be the usual two chapters, but the second chapter probably won't be posted at eight in the morning. This author will try to get it out before noon.

Lastly! It's a new month, asking for monthly tickets! Asking for monthly tickets! Asking for monthly tickets!

Then pitifully setting out a bowl to ask for tips too.

Mm, many thanks to everyone.

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