Chapter 467: Chen Jie - 467
Not just the same realm, they were even at the same level.
Zhu Yi laid down for a while while recovering his Qi. It took a few hours, but he eventually fully recovered his Qi.
He got up and walked deeper into the golden light. After a while, the golden light seemed to slowly thin out. Soon, Zhu Yi was able to see his hands, then his entire body, until finally, he stepped into a throne room. The floor was covered in red carpet and there were many seats to the side. In front of Zhu Yi, where a throne should have been, there was an unfamiliar man sitting on a rock. He was faced away from Zhu Yi.
Zhu Yi's ears perked up as he heard footsteps. Looking to the side, a familiar face stepped through the golden light.
"Zhu Yi?"
"Wen Si?"
They spoke at the same time.
Wen Si was shocked to see Zhu Yi, while Zhu Yi was shocked to see Wen Si's arm, or lack thereof.
Wen Si had many cuts and a lot of blood covering his body. He was missing an entire arm.
He now held his paper and brush in one hand.
"Eh?!"
Both of them turned to look at the man sitting on a rock. He had turned around and looked at them with confusion, shock, and bewilderment. He seemed like a completely ordinary person.
"Not just one, but two! What kind of era is this?" The man said.
Zhu Yi and Wen Si looked at the man in confusion.
Wen Si spoke. "Are you another trial?"
The man shook his head. "Uh. I'm Chen Jie."
Zhu Yi and Wen Si completely paused.
"Well, technically I'm more like a clone left behind. I'm basically him at the 1st level of the Foundation Establishment realm, but with a lot more knowledge and control over the palace." Chen Jie explained.
Zhu Yi and Wen Si blankly nodded.
"Anyway. Here." Chen Jie waved his hand and a golden light wrapped around them. All the injuries suffered during the trials were healed, though old injuries such as scars were kept.
Wen Si switched his paper back to his other hand, looking just as he had when Zhu Yi first met him.
"Ever since this inheritance was created, two people have never entered at once. A person usually only enters once every million years."
He looked at Wen Si. "You carry the "true" inheritance of the writing sect, so it's not too unbelievable that you came here, but you…"
He looked at Zhu Yi with confusion. "You seem to be using some sort of Space Qi technique, but that appears to be teleportation. Still, it's slightly different. It doesn't make sense that you can teleport at such a low level. In fact, it breaks all known knowledge. Do you have some sort of divine physique or innate talent?"
Zhu Yi responded. "I have a good master."
Chen Jie nodded. "I won't make you explain anything."
Chen Jie waved his hand and a bunch of items appeared on the floor. "Pick one. Then, I'll give you the true final test."
Zhu Yi looked at the floor, and so did Wen Si. Some things were contained in spatial rings, while others were just laying around.
While they looked around, Zhu Yi asked Chen Jie a question. "What is the true final test?"
Chen Jie spoke. "Fight me at the same realm. For the record, nobody has ever passed the trial, and neither will you."
Zhu Yi nodded in agreement. He didn't even have such a ridiculous idea. That sword princess alone could have killed him without instant completion.
After picking up many spatial rings, Zhu Yi found another and looked inside. He widened his eyes as he looked at the contents.
It was spirit stones. So so many spirit stones. All of them were of high quality as well. Imagining Zhou Fan's recovery after using them, Zhu Yi instantly chose it.
"I want this." Zhu Yi said.
Chen Jie nodded.
Zhu Yi stepped to the side and sat in one of the seats.
After a while, Wen Si stopped looking. "Do you have anything from the founder?"
Chen Jie nodded and pointed to the side. Wen Si picked up a spatial ring and looked inside. "I want this."
Chen Jie nodded and took the remaining things away.
Wen Si took a golden brush out of the spatial ring and held it in preparation for the final test.
Chen Jie stood in the center of the room with his arms crossed. "Both of you can come at once."
As he spoke, he no longer felt like an ordinary person. He gave off the same feeling as the White Palace.
Zhu Yi and Wen Si did not stand on occasion. They nodded at each other and moved.
Wen Si wrote on his paper and Zhu Yi shot out a sword wave. Chen Jie looked at Zhu Yi and stepped forward. He leisurely dodged the sword wave and grabbed at Zhu Yi.
Zhu Yi jumped back, but Chen Jie's hand felt as if it was impossible to dodge.
Zhu Yi used instant completion with a movement technique to appear behind Chen Jie and stabbed forward.
At the same time, a diagonal line of ink appeared on Chen Jie's back. Chen Jie turned around and the ink line shattered. Zhu Yi's sword was grabbed and Chen Jie threw him and his sword across the room as if he was a ragdoll.
He stepped forward and reached at Wen Si. Wen Si was still in shock at his ink line breaking, but wrote on the paper. A barrier appeared, but Chen Jie pushed forward and it was shattered.
Zhu Yi did not know how strong Wen Si was, but he managed to get through the trial without a time Qi technique.
It was likely that Chen Jie was just so overwhelmingly powerful that they both seemed weak.
Zhou Fan spoke. "He is using the power of a divine physique."
Zhu Yi did not know what a divine physique was, but he listened while charging towards Chen Jie.
"It is a divine physique related to momentum. Nothing can stop him without being countless times more powerful. I have suggestions, but there's nothing you can do here. Just his divine physique is going to defeat you both."
Chapter 468: Just A Scratch - 468
Zhu Yi had accepted defeat from the moment that he knew he was fighting Chen Jie, but he wanted to at least injure him.
No, not injure. At least scratch him.
As Zhu Yi charged, chains formed around Chen Jie and wrapped around him. With a single step, Chen Jie broke the chains and continued moving his hand towards Wen Si.
At this time, Zhu Yi arrived and used a sword wave at Chen Jie. Chen Jie looked behind. He could either continue attacking and take the attack, or he could stop pursuing Wen Si.
These were the only two possibilities in Zhu Yi's mind. However, Chen Jie simply used one hand to attack Wen Si, and the other grabbed Zhu Yi's sword wave with two fingers.
Zhu Yi shot out another sword wave, but Chen Jie sent his sword wave back towards him, colliding with the second sword wave.
Chen Jie's actions defied all of the logic Zhu Yi understood, but for some reason he was not shocked. It was Chen Jie after all.
Zhu Yi continued forward, but Wen Si was still facing Chen Jie's other hand. He wrote on his paper, but no matter what appeared, Chen Jie broke through it all.
He was an unstoppable force. As Wen Si retreated, struggling to survive, Zhu Yi reached Chen Jie. He slashed down, but without looking, Chen Jie made Wind Qi go around his body and hit Zhu Yi in the side. It was directly in Zhu Yi's blind spot, causing him to not defend and be sent flying across the room.
As Zhu Yi flew, Chen Jie finally paid full attention to Wen Si.
"Let's finish this up."
He put his hand down, which gave Wen Si a chance to stop writing.
Chen Jie spoke. "Use the true inheritance of the writing sect. I know this is not it."
Wen Si's face turned completely serious. He adjusted himself, and even the way that he held the pen changed.
The paper spread out and floated in front of him.
Zhu Yi was going to come over and assist, but Wen Si spoke. "Let me face him myself. We won't win regardless."
Zhu Yi nodded and crossed his legs. He would recover his Qi while waiting for his turn.
Chen Jie took a deep breath and stepped forward. As his foot hit the ground, he disappeared.
Wen Si moved his entire body and instantly drew tens of lines on the paper. It was not any language that Zhu Yi knew, perhaps something made for this technique.
30 arrows made of flame Qi appeared and shot out. Chen Jie stopped and waved his hand, a blast of WInd Qi sending them away.
Yet Wen Si never stopped writing for a second.
His entire body moved back and forth as he constantly wrote. Arrows made of various Qi's, slashes, swords, spears, countless attacks made by countless techniques appeared and attacked Chen Jie.
Chen Jie seemed to finally start trying. He moved around, though still casually, and fought against the onslaught of attacks.
As he did so, he spoke. "I'm going all out now, use what you've got."
Chen Jie's body gave off a different aura and he charged forward, breaking through every attack that came.
Wen Si stopped writing and shook the ink off of his brush. He spat out blood onto his paper and dipped his brush into it.
"Writing sect technique: Writing the World." Wen Si spoke.
He made one long line on his paper. He was not writing in a language this time, but the line expressed everything he wanted to do.
Zhu Yi faintly saw what appeared to be a tiny planet appear. It charged towards Chen Jie like a fireball.
Chen Jie punched out, and they collided. The room shook and Chen Jie took a step back.
Then, the tiny world dispersed and Wen Si collapsed. He coughed up blood while looking at Chen Jie.
Chen Jie stopped moving and looked at him. "If you ever leave this world, find the true writing sect inheritance. What you have is only a part of it."
Wen Si was shocked. "What is the true writing sect inheritance?"
"Writing the universe. Anything can be created. Even life." Chen Jie said simply.
He turned to Zhu Yi, who stood up.
Chen Jie did not have a scratch on his body. Zhu Yi took a deep breath, and Chen Jie moved. As he got closer, Zhu Yi took action.
Instant completion. Instant completion.
Zhu Yi moved and attacked, using two instant completions. He fell down, suffering from Qi exhaustion.
Chen Jie stopped moving and looked at Zhu Yi. On his arm, a cut an inch deep let out a few drops of blood.
"Not bad. I have no idea what that is, but if you could use it with your full strength, you'd be unmatched."
These were the last words that Zhu Yi heard before falling unconscious.
When he woke up, he first saw a beautiful sunset. Looking around, he was on the mountain with the flat peak.
Wen Si was sitting next to him. "You're awake."
Zhu Yi sat up.
Wen Si spoke. "Congrats, you cut Chen Jie, causing blood to spill."
"That's all I hoped to do. Did he even use a technique against us?"
"It didn't feel like it." Wen Si said.
Zhu Yi looked at Zhou Fan.
Zhou Fan spoke. "He only used a movement technique and the technique that sent your slash back at you. Besides that, he used pure power and his divine physique."
Zhu Yi sighed. Ever since learning instant completion, he felt that he would never lose again. Who knew that someone like Chen Jie would exist. Well, he did, but he never thought that he would meet him.
Wen Si held out his hand. "This is for you."
Zhu Yi looked at the sword in confusion.
Wen Si explained. "This is the prize for causing him to spill blood. You are apparently the second person to ever do so."
Zhu Yi grabbed the sword and felt that it was completely different from anything he had ever felt before.
Wen Si continued to speak. "Chen Jie said that the sword was specially crafted for him when he was younger. It should last until the Nascent Soul realm."
Zhu Yi nodded and mentally thanked Chen Jie. After all, he didn't have to give him the sword.
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