Chapter 163: Let Others Go Where You Can
and working for them!This plan is perfect. As the planner, Hu Shaomeng himself is very pleased.But what he hadn't expected was that Jiang Wang took down the assassin on the spot and extracted informat...When leaving Qingya Academy, Jiang Wang's face was ashen.
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Mo Ci that scoundrel didn't have any good intentions at all.
What a load of "helping you verify yourself."
Let's have Mo Ci arrange for on-site teaching!
Each disciple from the academy would come to strategize before battle, offer guidance during combat, and provide a detailed analysis afterward. This comprehensive system fully exploited Jiang Wang's capabilities.
He had clearly come to test his swordsmanship against the strongest in this realm, to compare their skills and seek the ultimate understanding of martial arts. In the end, however, he ended up being a sparring partner for the disciples of Qingya Academy!
Seventeen training battles.
It was incredibly tedious and meticulous, exhausting both physically and mentally.
Especially while he was drumming, Mo Ci would occasionally pause...then babble on for a bit about his thoughts, before calling out "Continue!"
In the post-war summary, he would still pull Jiang Wang over to speak personally—“Look, if he had done this and that at the time, wouldn’t you have done this and that…”. And so on.
Jiang Wang felt like a puppet produced by the Mo Men, no, even worse than a puppet. At least puppets cost money!
He's doing well.
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It's hard work for you to come all the way here to teach, letting us students from the academy "see the world," so thank you! It's almost like paying money as an expense to "prove oneself."
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Although the seventeen battles were decisive victories, with every single win, and though the outer disciples of Qingya Academy each possessed unique talents and gained some experience in combat, and though Jiang Wang left a resounding name within Qingya Academy... he felt no joy of victory, only the bitterness of exploitation.
It's so sad.
Coming to Qingshan Academy this trip, I felt like an old ox.
They eat grass and sell blood.
Not until Jiang Wang hurriedly bid farewell and fled did he suddenly realize that during his entire visit to Qingshan Academy, he hadn't even had a sip of water, only contributing without taking anything for himself!
Who says Qingshan Academy is casual and unrestrained
What gave me the illusion, made me think that Xu Xiangqian's senior brother could actually be a kind person
When a goose flies over, its feathers are plucked. Do not give up on things until they are used up.
It's not like a family, where one would enter another's home
Damn it! It's terrible!
Jiang Wang was一邊 organizing the few Qingya Sword Techniques he had learned during the fight, analyzing which parts could be incorporated into his Ren Dao Sword Style... while feeling indignant.
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With resentment towards the unscrupulous disciples of Qingya Academy, I set off once more.
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Proceed northeast and head straight for Dongwang Valley.
Of course, along the way there were many countries and sects, but none were worthy of him stopping.
Dongwanggu is located east of Duanhunxia and enjoys a great reputation, but in fact few people outside the sect know much about their whereabouts.
Because it is located in a remote and desolate place, where poisons gather and miasma spreads, no living person dares to approach.
The cultivators of Dongwang Valley were not very ostentatious. Or perhaps in order to downplay the sense of opposition against the state of Qi, they had adopted a deliberate air of humility over these years.
In contrast, some affiliated sects often demonstrate their prowess outside the sect's main area.
Within the territory controlled by Dongwanggu, there also lived many common people. The thousand-mile poisonous miasma sealed it off, effectively making it a country unto itself.
But the people within Dongwanggu's jurisdiction were not allowed to migrate outside.
Even Dong Wang Gu's own contact with the outside world was largely conducted through Shen Guo or other affiliated sects.
Of course, ordinary people without extraordinary powers have little ability to migrate.
The residents of Xukong Temple's territory have no one who wants to relocate to other countries.
Many ordinary people may spend their entire lives within a small radius of their birthplace. Some have never even left their village in their entire lives.
It's just that the management in Dongwanggu might be stricter... That's all there is to it.
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Of course, Renxin Guan is the greatest cause in the world.
Yitang's connections here are very useful too.
When Jiang Wang took out Yi Tang's letter of recommendation, suddenly dozens of people gathered around him.
Every single person drew their swords and knives, with great enthusiasm.
With sincere greetings, and a heartfelt invitation to share in some remaining cups of wine.
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Jiang Wang politely declined and said that she came here on Yi Tang's recommendation, carrying a mission, and couldn't accept any favors. She could only appreciate the kindness in her heart. At the same time, she advised the child not to drink alcohol and reiterated that she was here to find your parents...
After a pleasant and friendly exchange.
A large group of people escorted him to find Xie Junmeng - Yi Tangxin specifically requested to visit the first person in Dongwanggu Wai Lou.
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This was a handsome man, though his complexion was rather pale and gave him a slightly sickly look.
When Jiang Wang saw him, he had just come out of a dark and dank cellar.
Wearing a green robe and with long hair cascading down her back, she held in her hand a constantly twisting two-headed serpent, raising it up to examine it in the sunlight.
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The tiny scales were jet-black, and when flipped over they revealed a layer of dense, white ripples.
All of the people who escorted Jiang Wang over remained silent.
Then Jiang Wang remained silent.
Xie Junmeng peered at it for a while by himself, then casually tossed the strange snake into the cellar.
Then, he smiled at Jiang Wang and said, "I've been waiting for you! I heard you were looking for me"
Jiang Wang played the old tune again: “I have long admired you...”
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"What's your relationship with Yi Tang" Xie Junmeng cut him off directly, then raised his hand to wave outward. He said to the others, "You guys go first."
A large crowd of disciples from Dongwanggu arrived, without a word, and then they left just as silently.
This is a person with an extremely domineering personality, and their temper might not be very good.
Jiang Wang judged in his heart, and said, "Just acquaintances."
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Xie Jumen smiled, his smile inexplicably carrying a chill: "What, not an enemy"
"Haha, not really." Jiang Wang tried to adjust the atmosphere so he could smoothly transition to the topic of sparring. "Yi ge actually said that his recommendation letter might cause me trouble, but I think, since Dongwanggu is the greatest sect in the world, and you, Xie ge, are a true disciple of a renowned family, you wouldn't hold it against me. In fact, I came here..."
Xie Junmeng nodded and said to herself, "Since he gave me such a reminder, he can be considered a friend."
"Ha! This kid is so idle, he just casually writes a letter to bother me. It just so happens that I've recently researched a new toxin, why not test it on him Wouldn't that be perfect"
The more he spoke, the more convinced he became of his own idea. Looking at Jiang Wang, he said: “Don’t be nervous, I’ll leave enough time for you to rush back to Renxin Guan. As the second-ranked medical school in the world, their medical skills are excellent!”
As he spoke, he raised a finger and pointed it at Jiang Wang: "But it's best not to struggle, or if I get the dosage wrong... you'll die a very ugly death."
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As soon as his voice fell, a wisp of black smoke shot out from his fingertips, flying like a thread, rushing towards Jiang Wang with astonishing speed!
He didn't say a word, and immediately used Jiang Wang to test the poison.
At this time, Jiang Wang's straw hat was on his head and his raincoat was on his body.
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He gave no description, nor spoke another word.
It only momentarily flashed its power, and its eyes turned crimson.
Burning yang red eyes, igniting the true fire of samadhi!
There was truly no need to speak further. As for who was the true master of medicine between Renxin Guan and Dong Wanggu, it had nothing to do with him. Xie Jumen casually used people as test subjects for poison, which naturally angered some. However, under these circumstances, a battle provoked in this manner was more to his liking than a genuine sparring match. It would also be a better way to test his cultivation.
He had nothing to say, no need to respond. It was just the battle itself.
Where the gaze falls, there the flame ignites.
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That wisp of smoke that came rushing in, halfway there, already caught fire, hissing and spitting with a strange sound, like a swarm of tiny little creatures!
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But it was also instantly burned to ashes.
At a glance, it is empty.
Xie Junmeng's brow furrowed, and he said coldly, "You're in trouble!"
His voice had a strange rhythm at this moment, like a flute, but it played a grating sound.
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Behind him, a vast expanse of black mist suddenly surged forth, billowing and swirling. Within the mist, writhing were countless serpents of fog. They resembled a blooming serpent flower, opening behind him, encircling his person, and charging toward Jiang Wang in unison.
...or baring their fangs, or spitting venom, forming all sorts of evil shapes.
Before that, the stench had already arrived first!
And Jiang Wang directly closed his nostrils, a stomp of his foot!
Flames bloom across the ground, firebirds fill the sky.
The brilliant Fire Realm blazed around him, leaving no space open on any side.
He was well aware of Dongwanggu's insidious use of poison, so he took the initiative to isolate himself, ensuring he wouldn't be caught off guard.
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Then, his gaze shifted, his eyes blazing with crimson fire, igniting each of the approaching mist serpents one by one.
The mist serpent burned into a fire serpent, and the air crackled with eerie sounds.
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In the world of fire, Jiang Wang's crimson eyes shifted slightly, already looking at Xie Junmeng.
Then it ignites!
As the Sanmei True Fire fell onto Xie Junmeng's body, he also used his own gaze to meet Xie Junmeng's.
It instantly sparked a battle of souls!
In the midst of external strife, the soul endures for a thousand years.
In the world of souls, the solitary cavalry formation chart inherited from the Chu state's Xiang clan quickly unfolded.
As if war drums beat, as if the clash of battle resounds.
Jiang Wang's figure, with his straw hat and rain cloak, was imprinted upon it. Afterward, using this as a bridge, he immediately charged into Xie Junmeng's Tiangong Palace!
When the manifestation of soul and spirit invaded.
Hiss, hiss.
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Countless ethereal soul-devouring snakes also slithered into the Heavenly Palace.
Just like the nameless snakes in the Spirit World, they still bear the mark of the outerworldly mist serpent!
Again, a divine soul-flame sparrow flew on the apex of this Palace of Heaven's Reach. It chirped and called, pecking at the pathway of earthly origin.
In the blink of an eye, Jiang Wang had already completed a full invasion on the soul level!
Xie Junmeng within the Heavenly Palace, stood atop a gigantic azure-eyed toad, his expression filled with surprise: "Who gave you the courage to dare invade my Heavenly Palace"
As he spoke, he struck the air with his middle finger. The scattered spiritual power in front of him instantly condensed and coalesced into a silver needle, which shot out like lightning, piercing through the air in a flash.
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This is a soul needle with entwined, pale silver light at its ends. The shaft of the needle has three distinct luminous nodes.
The speed wasn't fast, even slow in the realm of souls.
But it shrieked, like a banshee.
The truly terrifying thing is...
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In the instant it appeared, whether it was the malevolent, slithering soul-serpents that swarmed everywhere or the soul-firebirds that soared through the sky, all were frozen in place, unable to move!
The fierce invasion of souls, prior to this moment, had become a still image.
Even Jiang Wang, who manifested a divine sword spirit with his hand-held Chang Xiangsi, felt his soul-condensed body being imprisoned by an invisible force. This imprisonment made it difficult for him to break free.
It is obvious that this time in the battle of souls, Jiang Wang ran into a hard nut to crack.
Xie Junmeng's mastery of the soul was as refined, if not more so, than his own.
Both parties were initially unaware of each other's cards, and in the increasingly intense exchange of moves, they gradually pushed the battle to a climax.
This is the unpredictable nature of battle, and also what makes it so exciting.
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> And Xie Junmeng's single acupuncture point was called "Dinghun."
The Twelve Needles of the Eastern King to Fix the Soul!
As its name suggests, it truly is so.
One needle falls, and it can both settle the soul and kill it. Both gods and ghosts are bound by this.
Jiang Wang's soul-condensed body was not only imprisoned by an invisible force, but every inch of it could feel a sharp pain! It was as if thousands upon thousands of needles were piercing his entire body, bringing pain that almost exceeded the limit of willpower.
My soul is almost on the verge of collapse.
However, the next moment, Jiang Wang felt a surge of energy throughout his body!
His spirit manifested in a body that radiated a brilliant, sun-like light.
My whole body is bright red, shining brilliantly for a moment.
The entire hall of the Tiangong Palace, illuminated by Xie Junmeng's words, shone with brilliance.
His form transformed into a blazing sun, just like a scene from ancient myths. The sun descended to Earth, heralding the apocalypse. The Soul-Anchoring Needle, which had been desperately used to hold everything in place, shattered and scattered. The sun, burning with infernal flames, charged straight at Xie Junmeng.
The situation reversed in an instant, with roles and positions flipped.
Another world has come.
Soul Slashing Technique, Fall to the West!
At the same time, the soulflame sparrow and soulshadow serpent that had invaded this Heavenly Palace also gained their freedom. They moved about as if they were native spirits of this place, more at ease than Xie Junmeng's emerald-eyed toad.
In the frenzy of carnage, one violent explosion after another ripped through, each detonating at a critical nexus where divine energy converged, sending earth-shattering roars throughout the Heavenly Palace.
Jiang Wang's use of soul techniques was not as refined as the peerless needlework passed down for millions of years in Dongwanggu. However, his soul strength honed by the Hongzhuang Mirror was unmatched by Xie Junmeng.
When he was at a disadvantage in terms of technique, he didn't hesitate to expend several times his soul power to fight Xie Junmeng's soul attack. He immediately overturned the Soul-Fixing Needle!
The jade-eyed toad that Xie Junmeng stepped on was his Dao vein true spirit. Under such tremors, it almost couldn't stand firm.
The confident gaze that had always been present, finally showed a look of fear.
“Even Yitang’s spirit wouldn't be this powerful! Who are you!”
Of course, surprise is true, but fear is impossible.
Surprise flashed in his eyes, from this incredible emotion, a flying needle emerged, carrying five-colored lights and appearing as if a dream.
The world-renowned Dongwang Twelve Needles, three of which specialize in addressing the soul and spirit, are known as: Ding Hun (Soul Fixation), Zhen Po (Spirit Restraint), and Jing Meng (Dream Dispersal).
The soul-restraining needle had been overturned. Before Jiang Wang's immense spiritual power, the soul-suppressing needle found it difficult to function anymore.
Therefore, this needle is a fright!
It was like being caught in a dream, a mesmerizing, enchanting dream that one couldn't bear to wake from.
In the lonely long night, I give you temporary comfort and a moment of peace.
And then, a single strike!
The bombardment of the flaming sparrows seemed to have silenced everything.
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The serpent's bites, which were everywhere, seemed to have stopped.
That blazing sun, so radiant and intense, seemed to have never risen before.
This Temple of Heavenly Ascent, belonging to Xie Junmeng, seems to have always been so tranquil.
In the midst of this brutal battlefield of souls.
Xie Junmeng had woken from a startled dream, completely shaking off the awful state of his soul.
Jiang Wangpang's immense soul power receded like a tide, as if it had never appeared.
As the result would show, this spiritual confrontation should have been a loss for Jiang Wang.
Because his soul had been depleted significantly for no gain. However, with his divine soul power far surpassing that of Xie Junmeng, this level of depletion wouldn't affect the battle at all.
There are flowers blooming elsewhere, if not here.
At this very moment, beyond the realm of souls, the Samādhi True Fire has engulfed Xie Junmeng's body. The flames are ferocious, consuming him in an instant, turning him into a charred lump that falls. Even as it falls, the ember is consumed by the fire.
Xie Junmeng was certainly not a wood demon in disguise, so this piece of charcoal wasn't his.
Here, Xie Junmeng is gone. The real Xie Junmeng, like spring grass breaking through the soil, has emerged from a beam of emerald light.
After Li Dai's peach-wood stand-in, it was another year of spring grass growing.
As emerald light flowed, the man in green robes raised his hand and pressed down. The myriad strands of emerald light suddenly seemed to come alive, plunging directly into the Fire Realm, instantly penetrating it!
His azure light was a force of "life," yet within its vibrancy, there lurked a sinister undercurrent. A terrifying toxin festered and grew within it.
Azure light pierces the fiery world ablaze.
Continuously being burned, yet continuously growing.
It seems endless, it seems like it will never run dry.
Let the phoenix be dyed green, and let the fireflower be steeped in it.
With terrifying tenacity, it spreads through this crimson world, driving everything it touches into maddening mutation.
Red was laid out as green.
Jiang Wang's chest and abdomen, five vital acupoints open, blazing light shining together, already showing the body of a heavenly treasury!
Under such circumstances, Qianyang Chi's eyes have already been activated. With his left hand he forms the Bi Fang Seal, and as a divine bird with a single leg, he roams through the Fire Realm. What was originally just the San Mei True Fire, the fire seed of this world, instantly covers the entire Fire Realm, replacing the magical fire, and becomes the foundation of this realm's fire!
The true fire of Samadhi is by no means comparable to ordinary fire.
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Having mastered its essence, he then burned it.
In the blink of an eye, the green light within the fire realm vanished.
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However, at the same time, a flash of madness and murderous intent suddenly appeared in Xie Junmeng's eyes!
This strand of killing intent was incredibly vivid and concrete. It felt almost alive, suddenly springing out and sweeping across the surroundings. This needle had no form, yet through Xie Junmeng's gaze, it instantly reached Jiang Wang's eyes. Before anything else could happen, a searing pain began to split open Jiang Wang's fiery yang pupils!
This is not the end.
Even at this moment, Xie Junmeng wouldn't feel that he could solve the opponent with one move.
He also bit his tongue, spitting out a line of blood from the tip. The long and pale blood thread was like a needle, shuttling through heaven and earth, splitting everything in its path. Before the needle even arrived, Jiang Wang's blood began to heat up, his blood vessels gradually becoming scorched, and then he grew dizzy, weak, and powerless... His life force seemed to be draining away!
In such a terrifying onslaught, Xie Junmeng's hands were not idle either. He raised his right index finger and pointed it towards Jiang Wang's heart, without a trace of needle or spell mark, but from this moment on, Jiang Wang's heart began to ache, to spasm, to feel a splitting sensation inch by inch, as if about to shatter!
Xie Junmeng's right-hand little finger also sprang up, like a spirit snake emerging from its hole, too fast, too sudden, too precise. Within his field of vision, there was nothing but that flash of lightning-like serpent kiss. Its fangs were revealed, striking with the force of a thousand needles!
Throughout history, battles have raged unceasingly, with life and death intertwined, the lines between medicine and poison blurred.
Xie Junmeng pressed his left thumb forward simultaneously, like stamping a seal, aiming it toward Jiang Wang's brow.
Firm, forceful, and embodying a certain authority.
This finger press, as if signing a contract of life and death, sets down an unchangeable document of demise, stirring the rules governing life and death!
It's all over for me!
Break an eye! Burn blood! Shatter heart! Desperate! Transfer life!
The Twelve Acupuncture Needles of the Eastern King, all embody the principles of heaven and earth. Xie Jun Meng's five needles strike consecutively, each more vicious than the last, vowing to slay the enemy here and extinguish all traces of their life force.
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These five needles are each lethal, and interconnected. They surge forth like the tide, flowing like a raging sea.
For many years, Dongwanggu's glorious legacy has been passed down through generations. Now, it is vividly displayed before Jiang Wang's eyes.
The world's greatest, the Eastern King, stands tall, his divine presence overlooking all. He truly unleashes his full killing potential.
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The fire realm surrounding Jiang Wang collapsed instantly, even with the full power of the Sanmeier True Fire. The apparition of the Bi Fang divine bird also perished alongside this realm, shattered into pieces.
But in this collapse, the one in the Fire Realm is still moving forward.
In this world of shattered ruin, a sword light shines!
It's so brilliant!
It is a journey forward, an indomitable spirit in adversity, keeping one's word, being true to one's heart. It means persisting in pursuing the answers to life amidst confusion and uncertainty.
The answers to life cannot be sought outside of oneself.
Each person can only ask themselves.
He and his sword moved forward together.
He himself is a "person" character.
A man in burning robes.
The one who bravely overcomes obstacles.
Imperfect, made a lot of silly mistakes, but absolutely real person.
His sword was drawn with a leftward stroke and a rightward flourish, also writing a large "person" character.
This sword is this heart, this heart is this person.
After the heavens and earth collapsed, mankind opened the sky once more!
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How is the eternal chaos How are all laws at their end
This person is also "human", this sword is also "human".
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The Needle of Sunder, this sword was given to me.
The Burning Blood Needle, this sword was bestowed upon me.
The needle of heartbreak, this sword was received.
The valiant needle, this sword was received from it.
Just as the needle of longevity is transferred, so too shall this sword inherit its fate!
This stroke of the character-sword truly embodies Jiang Wangsheng's life up to this point.
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The power of an entire world of fire collapsing was imbued within this peerless swordsmanship, surging forward in a mighty wave, ruthlessly sweeping away everything in its path!
Only five clear, crisp clinking sounds could be heard.
In the roar of creation, so powerless.
Yet another silent moment!
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The world of crumbling fire disappeared, and the sword intent roaring like a dragon lay dormant.
This world has been destroyed and reborn, everything is clear and fresh.
Xie Junmeng, dressed in a green robe, stood frozen in place, his face pale with terror. Beads of cold sweat trickled down his forehead.
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Jiang Wang held his sword, the tip resting just before Xie Junmeng's throat.
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Under the drooping hat, Jiang Wang's face was hidden within the veil.
But the coldness in his eyes was so clear.
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“Such a promising disciple from a renowned family, yet he acts like a rogue. It’s truly disappointing!”
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Before that drop of cold sweat fell.
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The chill has passed.
Jiang Wangsheathed his sword.
There is only regret, nothing else to say.
So he turned around.
"Behind me, Xie Junmeng gritted his teeth and asked, "I want to kill you, why didn't you strike down with this sword"
Jiang Wang didn't turn around, leaving behind a plain voice, just like his sword, engraved in Xie Junmeng's mind—
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> "It's better to yield when you have the upper hand."
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That figure in a straw hat and rain cloak went out alone.
A little loneliness, a little solitude, a little freedom.
As the saying goes——
“The Essence of the Broken Bridge is wondrously mystical,
one game contains countless springs.”
"Emerging from the cave, I am invincible. When you have the upper hand, show mercy!"
(ps: This poem is originally by an anonymous Daoist.)
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