Nine Scenic Wonders (1)

"Magnetic Field Martial Path..." With the admirable honesty of asking when she did not understand, Ning Rongrong continued, "What is the Magnetic Field Martial Path?"

Ning Rongrong had discovered a startling fact: ever since she had come into contact with Blue Tyrant Academy, she had gone from being someone of broad knowledge to someone who knew very little, like a country bumpkin who had never entered a city. Though she hated the feeling, she had no choice but to endure it, because she truly was like a country bumpkin who had never entered a city.

If she wanted to change that fact, she could only embarrass herself.

Either she embarrassed herself once in public.

Or she embarrassed herself once before a certain person.

Knowledge was expensive. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Self-Created Soul Skill, the Distraction Control Soul Technique, was never passed on to outsiders. The Clear Sky Sect's Great Sumeru Hammer was likewise never passed on. The two new systems possessed by Blue Tyrant Academy were even more valuable than Self-Created Soul Skills. Even if she merely wanted to learn enough to stop being ignorant, knowledge was not something she could gain just because she wanted to!

In many people's eyes, Gold Soul Coins ranked first.

However, that ranking was incorrect.

The correct ranking should be strength, knowledge, resources, and Gold Soul Coins. This ranking applied not only to ordinary people, but also to Soul Masters.

Money was not omnipotent.

Money could only solve ninety-nine percent of problems.

Yet the remaining one percent of problems that money could not solve were the true difficult problems—the problems capable of affecting the balance of the world.

So rather than being mocked by others like some uncultured country bumpkin, she might as well embarrass herself before Ye Qingcang, the founder. Given Ye Qingcang's status and achievements, when he had created the Stellar Martial Path and the Soul Tool system and then spread both new systems throughout Blue Tyrant Academy, those who did not understand must have been even more confused than she was now, and must have seemed even more like country bumpkins. Ye Qingcang had probably long grown accustomed to being surrounded by country bumpkins who understood nothing but himself, and would not take it to heart.

Besides, even if he did take it to heart, being laughed at by Ye Qingcang was better than being laughed at by others. It was like receiving guidance from both a Titled Douluo and Yu Xiaogang: you would only consider the Titled Douluo's words guidance, while Yu Xiaogang's would feel like condescending criticism. After all, Yu Xiaogang was only level twenty-nine. Expecting someone at level twenty-nine to understand the worldview of level ninety was undoubtedly unrealistic.

A level twenty-nine Soul Master could only comprehend the world as seen through the eyes of a level ninety Soul Master in one way—by reading the notes left behind by that level ninety Titled Douluo!

Even then, they could not fully comprehend it!

Because not every Titled Douluo wrote notes!

Ning Rongrong was very smart.

From the very beginning, she had lowered her expectations below zero.

As long as I carry no hope, any outcome will be good news to me.

However, Ye Qingcang was not as petty as Ning Rongrong imagined. If someone could comprehend his Stellar Martial Path from a few of his casual words alone, not only would he not be angry, he would be delighted. It would mean that he had found a fellow seeker with whom he could discuss the Dao. Any interesting idea was born through collision, not through shutting oneself away and inventing things in isolation. Even when he had created the Stellar Martial Path himself, he had consulted the writings of countless sages. In the end, he decided to adopt Buddhism's concept that one flower contained one world, Taoism's concept of embracing all things, and the Eclectic School's concept of drawing on others' strengths to make up for one's own weaknesses, then create through scientific and dialectical thinking.

A fellow seeker who could discuss the Dao with him was truly rare.

Not to mention that a "path" existed to be walked upon from the very beginning.

As a pathfinder, if some rising talent could take up the authority of the path he had opened, it would only ignite his fighting spirit and make him swear to reclaim first place.

That kind of healthy competition was precisely what he wished to see.

Still, how to explain the Magnetic Field Martial Path to Ning Rongrong was a problem. Ning Rongrong could not observe molecules and would find it nearly impossible to understand what he meant. "The Magnetic Field Martial Path, as its name suggests, is a system and path centered on magnetic fields. If you have seen magnets or lodestones, you should have observed the attractive and repulsive forces between them. Magnetic fields are more complex than attraction and repulsion, but their fundamental principle is similar. You can think of it this way—martial artists who embark on the Magnetic Field Martial Path are lodestones, while the world is another enormous lodestone. Under weak magnetic acceleration, the two lodestones can snap together, or be flung far apart with a snap. When magnetic force forms a field and the lodestones repeatedly accelerate, it can grant one of them tremendous kinetic energy and power."

"..." Ning Rongrong's face was full of question marks.

"..." Yu Xiaogang, who called himself the Grandmaster, also remained silent.

"..." Tang San and the others understood even less.

Although they had all seen magnets, they truly could not imagine how much force and power could result from two magnets colliding and repelling one another.

Was it not just a snap?

Maybe it could crush a sheet of paper.

Could it crush an apple, a plate, or even a steel ball?

Ye Qingcang was equally helpless.

These people had no concept of magnetic force.

Using a Gauss Rifle or something else as an example would only confuse them further.

He could only avoid the subject.

He continued rolling the Nine Sons of the Dragon bracelet in his hand.

Before long, they passed through the park area nearest Blue Tyrant Academy's gates. Ye Qingcang nodded in response to the students who had been dating in the park and hurriedly stood to bow in greeting when they caught sight of him. He did not disturb these young people in the throes of love, instead walking straight through the park and arriving before a perfectly straight road ten kilometers—ten thousand meters—long.

Ye Qingcang himself noticed nothing unusual.

But to the Shrek group, his figure looked especially different—not because there was anything strange about that familiar back, but because, ahead of him, along both sides of the ten-thousand-meter road, more than a hundred trees of varying species, shapes, and ages offered up their blossoms at a speed visible to the naked eye the instant Ye Qingcang stopped. Some were crimson like sparks, some pale white like flying snow, some black as ink and exuding a rich fragrance, some elegant and light as water, like crystal. At a single glance, a hundred flowers bloomed in dazzling competition, as though welcoming Ye Qingcang's arrival in the most fervent manner possible!

If those trees had been blooming from the start, the Shrek group would not have been so shocked. They might have immersed themselves in the beautiful scene, because the romance of flower rain filling the sky could stir not only a young girl's heart, but make anyone with normal aesthetic sense stop and admire it. But if those trees had not been blooming from the start, and then bloomed the moment Ye Qingcang stood there, that spectacle left them even more speechless than a sea of flowers filling the sky!

It had been said before that the Soul Master system was distorted.

Plant-type Soul Masters could stimulate plant growth.

The prerequisite was that the plants had to be of the same species.

With her admirable honesty, Ning Rongrong finally recovered after a moment of stunned silence. The instant she did, she asked enviously, "What... is this?"

Flower rain filled the sky, and a hundred trees welcomed him.

She truly could not find suitable words to describe it.

If she asked Ye Qingcang what this flower rain filling the sky was, she could recognize the contradiction in her own question without waiting for him to answer: she had already called it flower rain filling the sky, so why was she still asking what it was?

Was it not simply flower rain filling the sky?

Asking was the same as not asking!

So after thinking for a long time, Ning Rongrong could only ask that impoverished question.

Fortunately, Ye Qingcang understood what Ning Rongrong meant.

"Flower Path." Ye Qingcang lifted his foot and stepped onto the ten-thousand-meter road, which had already become sparsely carpeted with petals of every kind in just a few moments. "Blue Tyrant Academy has Nine Scenic Wonders. Flower Path, Pavilion in Water, Edge of the Sky, and Corner of the Earth are the first four. Boulder Beach, Tomb of Ten Thousand Weapons, Heaven Burning Peak, Peach Blossom Forest, and White Bone Marsh are the latter five. Every scenic wonder is among Blue Tyrant Academy's deepest foundations. Take Flower Path, for example. There are eighteen True Meaning Trees planted by me along Flower Path. The remaining hundred-plus True Meaning Trees were planted by other students who comprehended True Meaning. Sword Intent is the most common, accounting for roughly one-fifth. Blue Tyrant Academy students can pay credits to enter Flower Path and choose the True Meaning they wish to comprehend. It is also one of the ways tree-planters like us can receive credits without doing missions..."

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