Chapter 36

Although he felt frustrated, since Geng Peng had said he wanted to practice, he had to grit his teeth and fight the young man in front of him to the end.

According to tradition, Geng Peng’s cultivation was higher than Wang Qi’s. In the practice, he could not use advanced sword techniques and could only counterattack while defending. This allowed Wang Qi to attack freely. However, Wang Qi had not yet grasped the essence of swordsmanship and did not know the formulas of the predecessors. In this aspect, Geng Peng, who came from the Myriad Methods Gate, completely outclassed Wang Qi. Therefore, no matter how hard Wang Qi tried, he could not break through Geng Peng’s sword momentum.

Seeing the situation, Geng Peng couldn’t help but mock, "Use your magical power in conjunction! This is your biggest flaw, Wang Qi. Your sword skills are good, but you don’t know how to use your magical power, to integrate it into your martial arts."

Wang Qi wasn’t annoyed. Geng Peng was telling the truth. Before he could find a way to unify the various cultivation methods in his body, he couldn’t freely control his magical power.

Seeing that Wang Qi didn’t react, Geng Peng felt it was uninteresting. After several dozen rounds of clashing, Geng Peng finally pressed down Wang Qi’s sword: "Remember, when practicing sword techniques, you must use your magical power in conjunction."

Wang Qi nodded in agreement: "Thank you, Senior Brother, for your guidance."

"Alright, get back in line. Continue practicing."

This... is it over already?

So what was that joker really trying to do?

This question troubled Wang Qi for a long time.

Thanks to Geng Peng, Wang Qi evolved from a "genius" in the eyes of the new disciples to a "scholar." And some "smart" people were also intimidated by Geng Peng’s attitude, changing their attitude towards Wang Qi.

Wang Qi wanted to proudly say, "I don’t care," but to maintain his "approachable" image, he happily exchanged sword practice insights with others. At least Wang Qi believed he was happy because his sword skills had improved, not because his social situation had improved from "I have few friends" to "I have even fewer friends."

After the afternoon practice session, there were three hours of free time. Wang Qi handed his pillow, which had been split in half, to Mao Zimiao, then walked to the front of the Transmission Hall, sitting in meditation in front of the various cultivation methods with the others.

Most of the cultivation methods in the back hall required solving a problem before they could be practiced. Except for the *Geometry Book* and the *Yao Fixed Calculation Classic*, which were relatively easy, no one ventured into the other methods. Wang Qi didn’t tell anyone that he had already solved all the problems. To avoid drawing attention, he simply practiced in the front hall.

Anyway, what he needed was the calming function of the cushions there.

Under the effect of the calming array built into the cushions, Wang Qi’s various杂念 gradually dissipated, his mind became calm and serene, and his consciousness was fully focused inward.

The first cultivation method he practiced was the *Yao Fixed Calculation Classic* from the Myriad Methods Gate. Compared to other methods, the *Yao Fixed Calculation Classic* was the most harmonious and had the least conflict with other methods, serving as a good buffer when various cultivation methods clashed.

Soon, Wang Qi completed three cycles of practice. The magical power of the *Yao Fixed Calculation Classic* had a noticeable increase. At this moment, the balance of several cultivation methods in Wang Qi’s body was broken, and several incompatible magical powers began to seek a new balance.

Wang Qi changed his finger seals, slightly leaned forward, and interrupted the practice of the *Yao Fixed Calculation Classic*, beginning to silently practice the *Heavenly Song Walk*.

The "field" of the *Heavenly Song Walk* could effectively gather magical power, but the continuous nature of the *Heavenly Song Walk*’s magical power and the discrete nature of the *Great Dispersal Concordance*’s quantumized magical power were incompatible. As soon as the *Heavenly Song Walk* made progress, the magical power of the *Great Dispersal Concordance* began to rebel.

By the time Wang Qi finally subdued the magical power in his body and established a new balance, more than two hours had passed.

"A single moment of being a joker leads to a lifetime of regret."

Wang Qi sighed. His cultivation was far from being twice as effective. Switching between several cultivation methods had already drained most of his energy, and time had flown by.

"Should I really cultivate the *Heavenly Evolution Chart*?"

Among modern cultivators, there was a consensus: to master a cultivation method, one must understand the principles it contains; to activate a spell, one must thoroughly understand its principles.

For example, before the Venerable Thunder Imprisonment, Valad, discovered the principles of electric current, no one could use the Thunder Imprisonment Spell. But once the principles of electric current were understood, the Thunder Imprisonment Spell could be used at will. However, if one, like the ancient cultivators, did not even have the correct concept of "electric current," they couldn’t even imitate the Thunder Imprisonment Spell.

Cultivating the *Heavenly Evolution Chart* as the main method could indeed simply solve the problem of conflicting cultivation methods, but Wang Qi was not a biologist in his previous life and couldn’t advance this method to a higher level. The unadvanced *Heavenly Evolution Chart* was a defective cultivation method, and using it as the main method would drag down the power of the many supreme modern methods in Wang Qi’s body.

"Should I rely on the long lifespan of cultivators to gradually improve my biological skills?"

This thought was immediately quashed by Wang Qi himself. Theoretical physics and mathematics were his specialties. In his previous life, he preferred physics and mathematics over biology. Researching theory was actually a very tedious task, and without a genuine passion, one couldn’t persist.

Every great scientist on Earth, regardless of their character, had a fanatical obsession with their field of study.

"So what was I thinking back then?"

Wang Qi sighed again.

At this moment, Zhen Chanzi, who hadn’t spoken for a long time, suddenly asked, "Do you really not know why you went crazy?"

"Probably just a moment of being a joker."

Zhen Chanzi was silent for a moment: "Wrong, you were driven mad by anger."

Wang Qi laughed: "What am I angry about?"

"You are not an ordinary person."

"Of course, a genius in cultivation! How could I be ordinary?"

Zhen Chanzi explained: "Not at all. This old man has practiced for thousands of years and has seen countless peculiar personalities. There are those with extraordinary perseverance, those who are mad to the extreme, and those who cut off their emotions to pursue the Dao. But someone like you, I have never seen before."

"Are you calling me a freak, old man?"

Zhen Chanzi’s voice sounded light, almost with a hint of pleasure: "You are not a freak, you are a madman."

"Still insulting me..."

"I am praising you." Zhen Chanzi said: "How much do you value that village?"

Wang Qi remained silent.

"The massacre of the village, 'owing a life,' either of these events could crush a person. But you can still laugh all the way. There are only two explanations: either you are a cold-hearted person, or you are a madman."

"But since you feel you owe someone, you can’t be that cold-hearted. So, it can only be the latter. When this old man guided you in cultivation, you never cared about combat skills, only seeking a stable path. But now, you are concerned about the combat power brought by cultivation methods? Ha, isn’t immortality enough?"

Zhen Chanzi paused, then laughed: "So, you were driven mad by anger. You suppressed your anger deep inside, but it still affected you. At first, it seemed you thought there was a chance to unify these cultivation methods? But aren’t you known for being cautious and not risking your life? Isn’t this a gamble?"

Wang Qi suddenly smiled faintly: "This explanation is quite reasonable. I just have one question: why didn’t I know I was driven mad by anger?"

"I haven’t figured it out either. How did you suppress such hatred deep inside and remain calm on the surface? Actually, you could have detected your anger by introspection."

Wang Qi remained silent.

How angry and how much hatred did he have? The destruction of his home!

For Wang Qi, White Village was the first place he recognized in this world, his "home." One day, an unexpected disaster flattened this "home"!

The destruction of his home, an irreconcilable hatred.

In addition, he owed Li Ziyue a life.

Debts must be repaid, it’s a matter of principle. But how to repay when the creditor is dead?

It can’t be repaid.

Since it can’t be repaid, it can only be compensated with something of equal value.

"Indeed, I really want to get rid of those bastards of the Supreme Heaven Rending Dao, so I became particularly concerned about combat skills..."

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