Chapter 139, Irritation

Translator: Tamon

 

Su Junyu was glad Wang Qi saw his point. “Radiant Divinity Pavilion’s research into the human heart and mind is based on body and soul. They’re still probing into the brain’s connection with awareness, awareness and soul, and so on. If we divide it according to Old Second, it would mostly be about the primal part. The Senior pioneering this theory wanted to bypass the soul and brain, going straight for the human mind.” Su Junyu’s tone became sarcastic. “Just that there’s this small contradiction—virtue also constricts brain functions. They never considered that the soul wasn’t like primal or virtue.”

 

Wang Qi gave him a skeptical look. “Why is Senior Brother Zi cultivating it if it’s so problematic?”

 

Su Junyu said, “Any five best true disciple has some degree of arrogance. The excitement comes from continuing the path where our predecessors stopped. Just imagine the thrill of discovering a new way, gazing into a world no one else can see. Of the many new theories in the Radiant Divinity Pavilion, this one has the highest chance of a breakthrough, and he wants to capitalize on it.”

 

The Myriad Arts Sect’s true disciple glanced back before continuing. “After Old Second started training it, our debates had become very, uh, impassioned. His mood isn’t great today, and I don’t want to argue. That’s why I came to talk to you.”

 

Su Junyu had far more experience with cultivation than Wang Qi, but Wang Qi had his own opinions. This topic about ideas and notions wasn’t something he could take Su Junyu’s word for. He considered Zi Xiaopeng’s words and said, “Senior Brother, I find value in this theory. With resolve, you either learn from worldly experience or through introspection and enlightenment. The latter’s too abstruse, requiring specific research. Senior Brother Zi’s theory may be crude and has plenty of mistakes since it’s new, but it can help guide one’s resolve.”

 

Su Junyu chuckled. “You do see it. The theory was originally made to help normal cultivators with their resolve.”

 

Parting, Wang Qi went to his room and put the papers on the table. “Old man, do you have any ancient path inheritance? I know that Ephemeral Tranquility Palace has tens of thousands of years of history. Maybe you managed to nab some scattered fragments here and there on the way?”

 

Zhen Chanzi warned, “What are you up to? You know about taking on more than you can handle. Modern and ancient ways are poles apart, and I don’t want to cause you harm.”

 

Wang Qi rose an eyebrow. “So you do have some.”

 

Zhen Chanzi insisted. “I won’t give you any.”

 

Wang Qi giggled. “It’s not to practice, but study.”

 

Zhen Chanzi sighed. “If it’s for resolve, you’ve already attained that ‘harmony in self, endurance in purpose’ tasteful subtlety of modern cultivation, most definitely above your peers. Why bother with this thing?”

 

“The admission trial has introspection…”

 

“The trial is for you and your peers. In this freshman batch, your resolve is the highest.” Zhen Chanzi cut him off.

 

Wang Qi’s smile froze, turning grave. “I really need it.”

 

“Elaborate.” Zhen Chanzi said, “If it’s perfection you’re after, forget it. With Dao so vast, you’re fortunate to find even one path.”

 

Wang Qi nodded. “I’ve been irritated lately, and it’s bothering me.”

 

Zhen Chanzi paused. “Your mind has one great flaw, but you can’t make up for it. The more you experience…”

 

Wang Qi cut him off. “Remember Yang Jun?”

 

Zhen Chanzi flinched. The destructive aura-using devil that almost took Wang Qi’s life died just six months ago.

 

Wang Qi sighed. “He pricked my yearning for revenge, making me recall all the other deep memories.”

 

“Boy, you’re not the sentimental type.”

 

Wang Qi had a bitter smile. “I know fricking well I’m not, but I’m resentful, and one day I’m going to take revenge on that Imperial Celestial Rift Sect. But Divine Hexagram Computation’s ability to expand the soul and improve thinking sure is amazing. I’m a quick thinker now and sensitive to these changes.”

 

Zhen Chanzi was grave. “Cultivation breeds inner demons. Collect your thoughts and cut them with wis-, never mind. Your nature won’t let that happen.”

 

Zhen Chanzi knew that to remove one’s hatred, one must first give it up. It would mean that Wang Qi dooming the Imperial Celestial Rift Sect wasn’t revenge but karma. He had no other way of unraveling it.

 

In the eighty thousand years of immortal cultivation history, there had been cultivation methods that offered a smoother journey the stronger the inner demon or the more insane the user was. But the modern system had seeking Dao at its core, banning anything remotely similar to demonic methods that were built only on destruction and negligible pursuit of the way.

 

“Taking the theory I heard, I cannot grasp the hatred in my ‘primal,’ affecting the ‘spiritual jewel.'” Wang Qi followed, “It has yet to affect my character, but there’s no telling what might happen. As you know, my main cultivation method is Divine Hexagram Computation, with a far greater impact on myself than Evolution Chart.”

 

Wang Qi could think calmly about it now, and maybe have a restless sleep tonight, but if this kept up, one day the notion would affect him.

 

Zhen Chanzi sighed, relenting in sending Wang Qi a script.

 

The ring grandpa might be the only person in the world who understood how much emotional madness lay buried deep in the heart of this modern cultivation genius and seeker of Dao.

 

Wang Qi had his cultivation method and returned to his habit of writing it down to analyze it, only to frown. “Visualizing? Store Thoughts Art? What’s this?”

 

Zhen Chanzi explained, “Visualization is to produce a vision of one’s spirit. Imagination means to create an image of one’s body. Constraining one’s mind molds your spirit, and the spirit of heaven and earth will converge. This is a fragment of the Upper Clarity Spiritual Jewel Sutra the Ephemeral Tranquility Palace recorded. It should be of use to you.”(Tamon: excerpt from Master of Heavenly Seclusion)

 

Wang Qi frowned, “And the whole sutra?”

 

Zhen Chanzi was blunt. “I don’t remember. Back then I found the art useful for my cultivation, so I made a record of it. When Ephemeral Tranquility Palace was destroyed, the sutra should be with the Imperial Celestial Rift Sect, if it survived.”

 

Wang Qi frowned. “Imperial Celestial Rift Sect again?”

 

Zhen Chanzi sighed, “Irritated again?”

 

Wang Qi complained. “It has historical and research value. I can get some pretty merits out of it.”

 

He had several great arts on him, so why bother making things worse for him by using some ancient art only passed on through intent?