Becoming a Sage Starts From Condensing the Essence of Time

Chapter 76: Top Scholar’s Legend, Imperial Ancestral

Temple’s Old Man Imparts the Lyrical Three Swords (1)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

When he returned from thousands of miles away, his face became less and less beautiful. When he smiled, there was still the fragrance of plum blossoms.

An Le held the oil-paper umbrella and returned to the courtyard, his heart calm.

Although he had defeated the former 18th place of the Little Sacred Ranking, Wang Qinhe, in a crushing manner, he did not feel proud.

The spring rain pattered down in the alley and echoed in the courtyard. It was quite crisp and sobering.

With a flick of his finger, the Ink Pool Sword and Green Mountain rushed out and stabbed into the tree hole of the old locust tree with familiarity and precision. They did not hurt the other bark of the old locust tree at all, causing the leaves of the old locust tree to tremble slightly.

An Le put away the oil-paper umbrella, drained the water, and placed it aside.

“I’m back.”

The old man chuckled and poured a cup of warm old yellow wine. He pushed it on the table and pushed it to An Le’s seat.

An Le sat on the small chair and drank it all in one gulp, dispelling the cold in his body.

“How do you feel? Wang Qinhe was able to receive Duke Wang Residence’s help and exchange a large amount of resources for the Little Sacred Token. He’s quite talented. Did you gain anything from this battle?”

The old man poured himself a cup and drank. He admired the night sky and the spring rain and asked.

An Le took a sip of wine and held the wine cup. After thinking for a moment, he said solemnly, “Wang Qinhe underestimated me.”

“He’s a major realm higher than me in the Body Tempering realm and has stepped into the fourth realm, Mystic Intent. However, he didn’t use the advantage of Body Tempering and was too careless. He was suppressed by my

Ancient Demon Tiger Form and lost the initiative.”

An Le looked back at the battle scene and analyzed.

The old man stroked his long white eyebrows and listened with a smile.

“Since I was promoted on the Little Sacred Ranking, it means that even Sacred Mountain admits that I’m not inferior to him in terms of raw strength. However, he didn’t go all out against me and even held back.”

“This is the main reason for his defeat. In the end, he used the Martial Mystic Intent to release the saber qi flood dragon python. It was extremely powerful. If he suppressed me with the will of the Mystic Intent the moment he approached me, I might have to spend some effort.”

After saying that, An Le chuckled. “You have to give it your all when swinging your saber at an opponent you’re not confident against. Otherwise, you might not have the chance to swing your saber a second time.”

The old man nodded in admiration. “It seems that you’ve seen through it. Of course, it’s also because Wang Qinhe doesn’t have the confidence to defeat you. If he had that belief, it would be difficult for you to fight this battle unless you have a bigger trump card.”

An Le nodded solemnly. Indeed, although he had won tonight’s battle easily, in fact, breaking through Wang Qinhe’s saber qi, flood dragon python, and the Martial Mystic Intent had already exhausted the mental strength accumulated in the Sword Furnace.

Coupled with the fact that the Ancient Demon Five Animals had succeeded in the beginning, he was able to press forward step by step and suppress Wang Qinhe until he could not breathe. In the end, he won.

However, no matter how cautious Wang Qinhe was, if he continued to delay, with his martial arts physique at the fourth realm of Body Tempering and the interference of the Martial Mystic Intent, An Le might really collapse.

At that time, An Le might have to use the power in the Dao Fruit [Heroic Qi Attraction].

The old man poured a glass of wine for An Le and the two of them drank it. The rain in the courtyard pattered, causing the leaves of the old locust tree to sway.

“Other than that, do you feel anything else?” The old man asked meaningfully.

An Le was stunned. He played with the wine cup and frowned in thought.

The old man did not keep him in suspense and pointed at the raindrops that fell from the sky.

“Do you feel the increase in your confidence and the growth of belief after winning this battle?”

“For example, when water drops onto a stone, a single drop might not be much, but if tens of millions or trillions of drops land on a single drop, it will shatter the sky and crush the earth.”

“You surpassed Wang Qinhe and accumulated a belief in victory. As you fight more and more, your belief will become stronger.”

“Where does heroic qi come from? It comes from the heart, and heroic qi is not blind. It requires strength, battle results, and trump cards as confidence. A valiant army that has won a hundred battles dares to charge into an army ten times their size and crush the other party into pieces precisely because of the heroic qi and belief brought about by victory.”

The old man looked at An Le with anticipation in his eyes. Perhaps it was because he saw his old self in the young man today, so high-spirited that the old man could not help but want to guide and pass on his legacy.

He was the Old Imperial Uncle. However, ever since Great Zhao moved south 500 years ago, he had drawn a line with the royal family and had long lost all interest in them.

The benefactor sitting in the Heavenly Profound Palace had once wanted him to pass on the sword technique inheritance of Green Mountain to the descendants of the royal family.

However, he was rejected by Zhao Huangting. The old man had never married in his life and had no descendants. His inheritance only depended on fate.

When fate arrived, it would naturally be passed on.

Now, this green-robed youth in front of him was Zhao Huangting’s fate.

Grinning, the old man looked at An Le. “Victory in every battle is a way to nurture invincible belief and heroic qi. The purpose of the Little Sacred Ranking’s existence is actually to nurture your belief in victory. Wherever your belief is, a path will open.”

When An Le heard this, he fell into deep thought.

When he defeated Wang Qinhe, An Le indeed had a heroic mentality surging in his heart. At that moment, confidence surged in his heart, and the tiger in his heart roared.

Perhaps this was the change in belief brought about by victory.

“Back then, Li You’an took this path. Do you know why he was called the Legendary Top Scholar…?” The old man drank a cup of old yellow wine and said.

An Le shook his head. He indeed knew very little about Legendary Top Scholar Li You’an’s deeds, and he had not obtained any Age Qi.

Perhaps he could find an opportunity to obtain the Age Qi of this Legendary Top Scholar and see if he could observe his Molten Gold Age..