Too Many Arts, Too Far to Ten Thousand Daos

"Hey, hey, hey."

Yan Wujin raised an eyebrow, interrupting him, "Thinking about these things isn't like you."

"You, Chu Wujiu, should just go up on stage without caring about anything else, and shout: 'Come and fight!'"

"Either you knock the opponent away, or you get knocked away."

Chu Wujiu laughed as he listened.

He laughed excitedly.

"Because I just can't stop thinking about it!"

He opened his arms and looked up at the sky.

"Everyone, I really think it's wonderful to be born into this world!"

"I have comrades-in-arms, and I have rivals—and next, I will defeat that rival."

As he spoke, his sharp gaze swept over the group.

"But from now on, no matter how hard I try, I will be defeated by him."

"Then, I worked even harder to catch up with him and defeat him."

Don't you think this is great?

There's no deep-seated hatred, nothing complicated.

"I was born to stand before a high mountain, and my purpose in this life is to surpass it!"

His name will surely be remembered by posterity.

"The Calamity of This World, Qin Wangchuan."

"And my name will surely be there too--"

Chu Wujiu raised his chin and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"The one who has endured tribulations, the one who has traversed insurmountable barriers, the one who has competed with his contemporaries, the one who has dominated his era: Chu Wujiu."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the group of people.

"In conclusion, I will give chase."

And you?

Li Xuan's lips curled up, and he uttered two words calmly:

"Foolish question."

Ye Lingchuan shook his head upon hearing this. "You clearly said you would defeat him, but you used the word 'pursue' instead..."

He thought for a moment, then nodded.

"It seems pretty good."

Ji Wuchen gave a soft "hmm," wondering if he now possessed the ability to fulfill that promise.

Yan Wujin lowered his arms, and the phantom of the Golden Crow flashed past behind him.

"So we're the Qin Wangchuan Expeditionary Force?!" Zhao Lingyun clapped his hands, and then slapped Zhou Yunyi, who was sitting in the corner, in return. "Don't drag us down later."

"First Feather."

The group spoke with great enthusiasm and high spirits.

Their tone was full of anticipation as they talked.

Only Zhou Yunyi sat to the side, his face full of worry.

Lost in thought, he suddenly felt a slap on the back.

Snap!

Caught off guard, Zhou Yunyi gasped in pain.

He turned his head and glared at him.

But Zhao Lingyun had already turned to Yan Wujin and was talking to him, as if he hadn't been the one to slap him.

Zhou Yunyi gritted her teeth and secretly reached out to touch the spot where she had been slapped.

One that uses symbols.

Where did you get such strength?

But more importantly:

Another fight is about to begin.

It wouldn't be appropriate for me not to participate.

If you can participate...

How can I survive?

This is a problem.

After returning home with the two books on forging techniques, Qin Wangchuan repeatedly flipped through them.

Although both books are top-tier teachings, I can barely understand them.

However, it cannot be used.

To be precise, it is impossible to forge the Wheel of Fate.

Materials are lacking.

Things that involve fate are never easy to come by, and the materials are never easy to obtain.

Not to mention how to obtain it, they don't even know what they're looking for.

Coincidentally, Fifth Sister Qin Qingzheng had been forging a sword sheath.

After consulting with them, the answer I received was:

"You'll know once you try it."

"You'll know once you've forged it?" Qin Wangchuan didn't understand what he meant for a moment.

Qin Qingzheng didn't say much, but gave him a basic forging technique.

Twelve Basic Forging Methods

"At first, I just wanted to forge a scabbard."

"Then we discovered that its appearance wasn't very good."

"After reshaping the shape, we discovered that the material was too brittle."

"So I inquired everywhere, searching for a suitable material."

"Some materials are difficult to process; we'll need to find a method for smelting them."

"Hardness alone isn't enough; I also want it to be shiny, so I'll look for other materials."

"Not the best, but the most suitable."

"Later, I felt the sheath was too plain, so I carved an array on it."

At this point, she gave Qin Wangchuan a deep look and continued:

"What I mean is, although you're very quick to learn and can grasp many things after seeing them only once, you still need to start from scratch."

"Start with the simplest."

"When I first started forging the scabbard, even the shape was wrong."

"But now, look, these are all beautiful."

She casually picked up a sword sheath beside her and handed it to Qin Wangchuan.

The scabbard was pure white, yet it shimmered with a faint silver light under the illumination.

The sheath has smooth patterns, like traces formed by solidified water.

It feels just the right weight in your hand, neither too light nor too heavy.

"Step by step, build Tall Building from the ground up, and create what you desire with your own hands."

Fifth Sister's words make a lot of sense, but...

'What I want to forge is something that doesn't exist in this world.'

In the end, Qin Wangchuan accepted the book, "The Twelve Basic Forging Methods".

On the way back, he looked at what he was holding and shook his head helplessly.

"When I was making Paper Soldier, I thought learning weapon forging would be a waste of time."

"I didn't expect that I still couldn't escape it."

"All laws, all paths...?"

"Do I really need to master all the principles?"

Thinking about it carefully, Qin Wangchuan currently only knows a little about Spirit Art, Swordsmanship, and Talisman Art, and is somewhat proficient in playing the zither.

The phrase "all laws and all paths" carries a heavy weight.

If we were to spend our time on trivial matters like forging weapons...

Even the most prodigious talents will be overtaken by Chu Wujiu and his ilk.

They won't wait for Qin Wangchuan to reforge the Wheel of Fate or perfect the Heaven's Verdict Sword.

"However, there are too many methods and too many paths."

"Let's start with the method we're using, one step at a time."

"But..."

He said this while looking in the direction of the Wandao Academy.

Not now.

There, someone was waiting for him.

The defeated opponents.

Many people have been defeated by Qin Wangchuan, but they are definitely among the most special few.

Qin Wangchuan plans to set off for the Wandao Academy the day after tomorrow to participate in the Edge-Tempering Battle.

This can also be considered a summary of the past year.

That night, Long Yue arrived.

She bowed deeply. "Lord Dragon, it is my turn to serve you tonight."

Qin Wangchuan was studying the book "Twelve Basic Forging Methods" with one hand, while copying the summary with the other.

He didn't even look up when she came in.

"You don't need it for the next few days, go out."

Upon hearing this, Long Yue's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Instead of retreating, they advanced further.

"Dragon Lord."

"The dragon blood within you is not yet fully awakened; merging with True Dragon will promote its awakening."

"Therefore, this is not simply pleasure, but a form of cultivation."

"Especially when you're studying these useless things."