Chapter 271: Million Sword Illustration (1/2)
Chapter 271: Million Sword Illustration
Translator: Sparrow TranslationsEditor: Sparrow Translations
”Ice cream?”
Just as all of the officials were wondering what ice cream was, the lights and lines enveloping Fang Zhengzhi began to fall off.
It looked like a cocoon shedding silk.
It was extremely strange.
All of the officials did not understand what was going on. Normally, shouldn’t the ice be melted?
Why is it falling off?
Nangong Mu was also shocked, but the shock did not translate to his expression. As the person controlling the lines and string, he could keenly feel what was happening.
It was not being countered, it was being assimilated.
”Assimilated?!”
”As the spring wind blows, millions of flowers bloom!” Fang Zhengzhi’s voice rang out again. This time, rays of iciness radiated from his body. They were thin and looked like threads.
”You... could you have...” Nangong Mu’s gaze changed completely. He was in disbelief.
”Blue is ice, green is wood. But wood isn’t wood, it is life!” Fang Zhengzhi murmured to himself. Then, he looked at Nangong Mu, ”That was what you told me!”
”No way!” Nangong Mu gripped the Green and Blue Dual Blades tightly in disbelief. He could not bring himself to believe what he was seeing.
The Green and Blue Secret Art was something that generations of the Nangong Family did not manage to learn. Its difficulty was renowned. When Nangong Mu decided to learn it, no one supported his decision.
However, Nangong Mu decided to forgo the more widely taught Dragon Combat Plan, choosing to learn the art which no one could teach.
The reason was simple.
Nangong Hao!
Nangong Hao was the top talent of the Nangong Family. Not only did he enjoy praise and attention in the empire, he held a special place in the Nangong Family.
Nangong Hao was perfection personified.
His abilities, values, and intellect were the best within the Nangong Family. He shone too brightly.
Since young, anyone who mentioned the Nangong Family only mentioned one name.
Nan Gonghao.
No one knew that there was a second person in this generation. Even if they knew, they addressed him as Nangong Hao’s brother.
Brother!
Brother!
Nangong Mu had heard himself being called that his entire life. He was always just Nangong Hao’s brother.
He did not hate his brother. Nangong Hao loved and cared for him more than his parents ever did. However, this made him want to prove himself even more.
How was he going to do that?
By learning the Dragon Combat Plan?
Nangong Mu knew that in terms of cultivation, his elder brother had more time and resources.
If he chose to train in the Dragon Combat Plan, no one would notice him even if he became just as good as his brother.
As such, he chose the Green and Blue Secret Art. He chose a lonely road which no one supported.
His idea was simple. He wanted to solve this century old problem. He would chart a new path for his family and let everyone know that there was someone named Nangong Mu.
In order to achieve this...
Every day, every year, he worked harder than anyone else. In order to understand the profound mysteries of the Green and Blue Sacred Art, he read countless books. He would sit by himself in the library for days at a time...
Finally, he succeeded.
His father, the leader of the Nangong Family, praised him for the first time publicly when he got wind of it.
He also asked Nangong Mu to record down the process of understanding the Green and Blue Sacred Art. It would then be stored in the library.
That was Nangong Mu’s happiest day. He spent a whole month detailing down how he understood the Green and Blue Sacred Art. Then, he handed it over respectfully to his father.
His father was ecstatic when he saw that book. He immediately held a family gathering and announced the publishing of the book.
All of the elders were excited and praised Nangong Mu for his contributions to the family.
In that moment, Nangong Mu felt that he was valued for the first time.
Maybe he would finally stop being called Nangong Hao’s brother. Maybe he would actually be called Nangong Mu.
Days went by.
The book he wrote still sat inside the library. No one went to borrow it. No one even glanced at it.
Dust settled on the cover and Nangong Mu would go wipe it off. Dust would settle again, and he would go wipe it...
This continued for a year...
Nangong Mu finally realized that nothing had changed. When people called him, they still called him Nangong Hao’s brother. No one talked about the book he spent one month writing.
That night, he stood quietly in the library as he stared at that book.
Since then, he never looked at it ever again. He let the dust collect on its cover.
From that moment on, his only thought was to defeat his brother using the Green and Blue Secret Art! That was the only way to let the Nangong Family know that the Green and Blue Secret Art was not weaker than the Dragon Combat Plan. It was even better!
However...
This belief that Nangong Mu had was shattered. By looking at it one time, Fang Zhengzhi had managed to get the profound mystery of the Green and Blue Secret Art.
”I don’t believe this, I don’t!” Nangong Mu screamed in his heart.
He knew that Fang Zhengzhi was a talent. He had heard that Fang Zhengzhi had learnt Yan Xiu’s technique just by looking at it.
But this was the Green and Blue Secret Art!
This was something that centuries of Nangong descendants had failed to understand!
Nangong Mu couldn’t believe it. The officials could not believe it either. However, the truth was that the threads holding Fang Zhengzhi in place were dropping, and more were radiating from Fang Zhengzhi’s body.
That was the scene.
The only possible explanation was that Fang Zhengzhi was using the same technique Nangong Mu was, the Green and Blue Secret Art.
”How does this shameless fella do it?!” Ping Yang’s jaw dropped as her eyes glimmered with excitement and anxiety.
Just at this moment, an official sprinted over to Ping Yang, holding a few plates of food in his hands.
”Your highness, please have your meal!”
”Go f*ck yourself, scram!” Ping Yang immediately cursed using the words she had learnt from Fang Zhengzhi. She glared at the official exasperatingly.
”What?!” The official’s jaw dropped in confusion.
”Scram!” Ping Yang fumed.