r18novel Chapter 78 Shall we give it a try?
Chapter 78 Shall we give it a try?
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As the most treasured artifact of the Three Truths Sect, the conditions for obtaining the Same Month Token are extremely stringent. The requirement of being a "holder of the supernatural power of the law of cause and effect" alone eliminates 99% of cultivators in the world, not to mention the numerous subsequent restrictions.
Even if a successor to the law of causality is found, it is not guaranteed that one can attain a position of great supernatural power.
To defeat the Corpse Immortal of Myriad Industries, the holder must possess a rank of great supernatural power—only then can the holder, as an anchor, witness its demise.
This is the significance of the Same Month Decree: to have the successors of three different time periods witness it together, so that the immortals of all professions have nowhere to escape the law of cause and effect, thus determining the end of all professions.
But what if you say that this thing can be seen directly by others?
Even if this is the most treasured artifact of the Three Truths Sect, it would probably be shattered into dust by the law of cause and effect.
It allows one to converse with people from the future and the past.
Something capable of drastically altering the course of history would never be allowed to exist under the law of causality. The built-in causal concealment effect is also designed to deceive the world.
The screen disappeared, and the armor plate landed in Jiang Mingzi's hand. He stared intently at Lu Mingfei.
"You little rascal, do you really think you can see the same month's calendar?"
"If you mean the... Scattered King Sword Formation Talisman from just now," Lu Mingfei said hesitantly, looking at Jiang Mingzi's expression, "then... is that right?"
The air in my heart seemed to freeze in that instant.
Jiang Mingzi didn't speak, but just stared at Lu Mingfei. In those eyes that always seemed to be smiling, there was now a mixture of surprise, scrutiny, and an uncontrollable elation that Lu Mingfei had never seen before.
"really."
After a long while, Jiang Mingzi finally spoke slowly, "This immortal lord should have thought of it sooner."
He raised his hand, the dull nail plate turning in his palm: "The causal shield of the same month's order has no effect on you."
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"Why?" Lu Mingfei couldn't help but ask, "Is it simply because of my second supernatural power?"
"More than that," Jiang Mingzi shook his head, "If it were merely a matter of supernatural power level, you could at most sense the same lunar order, not directly perceive the spacetime scene itself. Unless..."
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He paused, then said, word by word, "Unless causality itself does not punish you."
Lu Mingfei was stunned.
"Do you remember what I said before?" Jiang Mingzi took a step closer, "Tomorrow's cause leads to today's effect."
Just as this knife was prepared for you, this talisman was buried for him.
"Because you are not a person of this world. Your existence itself... is not within the cause and effect of this world."
"Your actions can truly change the course of time."
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Mingzi suddenly handed the Three Truths of the Same Month Token in his hand to Lu Mingfei.
"Want to give it a try?"
"At that moment, I used the talisman of Grandmaster Jiang Mingzi, which made me realize for the first time what art and law are."
Gao Haoguang lay on the bed, staring blankly at the patterns on the ceiling, secretly recalling the feeling when he used that magic talisman.
He turned over, buried his face in the sun-scented pillow, and thought to himself sullenly.
"This is something my master never taught me. No—it's not that he didn't want to teach me, it's that he couldn't teach me."
Gao Haoguang sat up abruptly in bed, looking out at the sky. He could hear sparrows chirping outside the window.
"My master's own talent has certain limitations."
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"His teachings over the years have been somewhat flawed from the beginning—it's like teaching someone to cook, only telling them to add salt and oil, but forgetting to say that the key is the heat."
Thinking of this, Gao Haoguang sighed softly.
This kind of thing couldn't be discussed in front of his master, even though he was often disrespectful to his nominal master...
Gao Haoguang shook his head to clear his mind and began to imagine.
Imagine yourself rolling up your trousers and stepping barefoot into the soft soil; imagine the blue sky and white clouds reflected on the water as you bend over to plant rice seedlings; imagine finishing work in the evening, sitting on the edge of the field, drinking a bowl of cool tea, and watching the sunset turn the entire vegetable garden golden.
"As expected—" He smiled and said, "Farming is still the most reliable thing to do."
No need to ponder the principles of magic or get bogged down in the details of what magic is. Simply bury the seed, water it, fertilize it, and wait for it to grow. It's simple, clear, and you can see the whole picture at a glance.
Eating is the most important thing in this world.
He had already witnessed the fate of countless starving people who couldn't afford to eat. There were many who, in order to fill their stomachs, had completely lost their humanity.
No, they might not even qualify as human beings.
"Haoguang, dinner's ready!"
Just then, a clear shout came from the direction of the kitchen, accompanied by a familiar aroma of food.
It was his senior brother, Huang Erguo.
"They're here! They're here!"
Gao Haoguang's eyes lit up, and almost reflexively, he exclaimed, "I'm coming right now!"
Before the words were even finished, he had already sprung up from the stool. He casually threw on his coat, not even bothering to pull up his shoes properly, and dashed out the door with a "clack clack clack".
The wooden door creaked and swayed behind me.
Of all things under heaven, eating is the most important.
Of course, it would be best if there were no carrots.
But usually, the more you don't want something to happen, the more likely it is to happen—this is a theorem that will only be concluded 40 years from now.
Even though it hasn't happened yet, Gao Haoguang has already experienced the terrifying nature of this theorem.
"As expected, it's impossible without carrots."
He rested his elbows on the table, propped his chin on his hand, and sighed at the table full of food—especially the glistening, neatly cut stir-fried carrots and pork in the center.
Beside him, his senior brother Huang Erguo examined the Three Truths of the Same Month token with a furrowed brow: "How could this be? In terms of talent, money, and looks, how can Haoguang compare to me? Why wasn't I chosen?"
"Maybe it's because you're shameless?" A golden hand reached out from the side and deftly took the armor plate from Huang Erguo's hand. Ma Chao's voice was laced with laughter, "Return the Tongyue Token to Haoguang; it's his now."
Huang Erguo: "Master, I'm very shy."
Gao Haoguang was staring blankly at the carrot when suddenly an ancient-looking armor plate was presented to him, supporting the golden, forged prosthetic hand.
His gaze was immediately drawn to it, staring at the hand with shining eyes: "Master, your prosthetic hand made using the gold-forging technique is so cool! Can you make one for me too?"
"He's handsome, that's for sure." A smug look flashed across Ma Chao's face, then he asked, "Did you really see Patriarch Jiang Mingzi?"
"That's what he said anyway, and I can't tell if it's true or not."
"That's true. The talisman made by the patriarch can't be faked," Ma Chao said firmly.
"Then why are you asking?" Gao Haoguang looked at the armor plate in his hand. "By the way, this is from the same month..."
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The words abruptly stopped in mid-air.
"I just wanted to hear you say it again yourself." Ma Chao smiled and shook his head, his golden fingers lightly tapping the table. "By the way, what were you going to say earlier? How's the 'Same Month Order'?"
When the question was asked, Gao Haoguang did not respond at all.
Ma Chao was slightly taken aback and turned his head to look—he saw his disciple staring straight at a certain point in the air, his eyes glazed over, his lips slightly parted, as if he had been captivated by something.
"What's wrong?"
As he asked the question, he followed Gao Haoguang's gaze and looked up at the sky.
Against the azure sky, a black dot hangs high in the air—and is slowly expanding?
Ma Chao narrowed his eyes, his magical power flowing within them.
As eyesight improved, the black spot became clearer.
That black dot... is it a person?