I formed the strongest swordsman group.

Chapter 1192 "The Realm of Selflessness" vs. "The Realm of Profound Understanding," "Qing Deng" Reappears [8K Chapter Update]

Ōtakemaru's sword has a brilliant luster that is almost like silver, and the blade is covered with intricate and gorgeous patterns... It is clear at a glance that it is a rare and precious gem.

The clashing black and silver blades tore through the surrounding atmosphere, producing a sharp whistling sound.

Elf-like sparks burst forth from where the two blades met.

In the instant the swords clashed, a strange light appeared in Qing Deng's eyes.

The eternal talent "Heartless Demon Child" is activated!

The force pressing down on the Ōtakemaru sword suddenly increased!
As soon as they clashed, Qingdeng played his trump card, "The Realm of Selflessness," and successfully suppressed Ōtakemaru.

The dark blade pressed the silver blade down inch by inch, gradually approaching Ōtakemaru's body.

Ōtakemaru glanced sideways at the black blade that was about to touch his neck.

In the blink of an eye, he flexed his wrists and unleashed a masterful move—with a snap—the black blade was deflected to the side, the two blades clashing.

The inertia caused by the sudden stop of the swords had no effect on the two men. Their bodies didn't even sway, and they quickly launched a new round of combat!

Qingdeng quickened his pace and swung his sword upwards; Ōtakemaru focused his strength at his waist and swung his sword downwards—the two swords slashed at each other, their blades flashing and dancing between them!

Because of their excessively fast slashing speed, the swords in their hands, along with the arms that held them, disappeared!
From a distance, they all seemed to have become "invisible men," engaging in an invisible battle!
Such intense offense and defense are the same for both sides; a slight delay in reaction or a slight sluggishness in movement can result in instant death!
Being caught in such a terrifying "slashing storm," it would not be surprising if anyone died.

This round of clashes did not last long.

About a minute later, they all sensed that a large group of people was approaching.

The next moment, they were thrown back as if they had been sprung apart, their four feet kicking up clouds of dust and creating a gap of about 20 meters.

Despite the fierce fight just now, upon closer inspection, there wasn't a single drop of blood on them.

In other words, they both blocked each other's attacks! Their defenses were watertight!
Tap tap tap tap tap tap tap...

It was the men of Qingdeng who were coming—accompanied by the increasingly close sound of hooves, Sanako and Ama led a small squad of cavalry at full speed.

Upon seeing Qing Deng and Ōtakemaru confronting him from afar, Sanako's expression changed slightly, and she cried out in surprise:
"Qingdeng!"

She instinctively gripped the naginata in her hand, kicked the horse's belly to urge it on, and tried to rush to Qingdeng's aid.

The same applies to A-Wu and the other knights.

However, before they could get close, Qingdeng shouted first:
"Don't come any closer! Only I can handle this guy! Don't let anyone near this place until I've defeated him!"

As Qing Deng spoke, he narrowed his eyes, his gaze fixed on the opposite Ōtakemaru, never leaving him for a moment.

Qing Deng's order startled Sanako and the others.

But a complex expression, hard to describe, appeared on Sanako's pretty face.

Even from a considerable distance, she could sense the imposing "sword aura" permeating between Qingdeng and Ōtakemaru.

It's like an invisible rope being stretched out, making people afraid to cross the line.

Without a doubt, let alone others, even a great swordsman of Souji's caliber would not be able to interfere in the duel between Aoto and Ootakemaru!
Rushing forward rashly will only be like a small stone falling into a huge whirlpool, unable to even make a ripple before being swept into the deepest part of the sea.

In this way, not only will we not be able to help Qingdeng, but we may also cause him trouble.

After a brief silence, Sanako said in a deep voice:

"...I understand. You must be careful."

After leaving a brief instruction, Sanako took a deep breath, gestured "Let's go," and then rode away without hesitation.

Seeing this, A-Mai and the others hesitated, but still obediently followed Sanako's instructions.

The group made a sharp turn and rode away on horseback.

If they had a choice, they would all want to stay.

Even if we can't help out, we should at least witness this once-in-a-century showdown to the very end!
Unfortunately... the battle is not over yet, and there are still many remnants of the "Northern Army" and the British army that have not been completely wiped out.

Under such circumstances, there is no time to quietly observe the game.

After Sanako and the others left, the open space returned to silence.

"Okay, let's get on with it."

Although he knew the other person was deaf, Qingdeng still spoke to him earnestly.

For some reason, Qing Deng had a strange feeling—although Ootakemaru was born deaf, he could "hear" the sounds of the outside world.

Otakemaru: "..."

Qingdeng: "..."

The silent standoff caused the tension between them to surge dramatically.

In an instant, the two figures vanished from their original spot.

A moment later, they collided together again!

The blades clashed with a resounding clang, sparks flying!
As if to make up for his defeat in the previous sword fight, Ōtakemaru raised his silver blade high and then brought it down heavily.

Qingdeng, showing no sign of weakness, stepped forward to meet the challenge—

clang! !

After the collision, Vairocana's blade trembled violently, much like a reed that had been plucked.

The vibration traveled to Qingdeng's palms, making his fingers feel numb.

He could clearly sense that Ōtakemaru's muscle strength was not strong, but for some reason, this person was able to unleash slashes as heavy as Mount Tai!

While Ōtakemaru's slashing power was indeed astonishing, ... strength was precisely Aoto's forte!

Qing Deng secretly gathered his strength and swung his sword backhand—

Talents such as "Elephant Core +26", "Nine Oxen and Two Tigers +15", and "Tiger Arm +20" are activated!
clang! !

This time, Ōtakemaru's silver blade was replaced by a plucked reed.

Ōtakemaru, clutching the sword that had been thrown back, stumbled backward several steps with a series of thuds.

In a split second, Qing Deng exhaled all the stale air from his lungs, quickly changed his breathing, and in the instant he finished charging up his power, he stuck to the target like a shadow and unleashed a new offensive.

He raised his sword overhead, assuming a high-level stance.

call out! !

The black blade sliced ​​a fleeting gap in the atmosphere, heading straight for Ōtakemaru's skull.

Ōtakemaru moved with lightning speed, effortlessly dodging to the side.

While dodging, he switched stances, the blade in his hand drawing a breathtaking arc in mid-air, slashing down at Qing Deng, whose old strength was exhausted, new strength had not yet emerged, and whose moves were outdated.

The blade, once cleaved with all its might, cannot be stopped at will.

A blade falling straight down will most likely slam heavily into the ground. If you're unlucky, it might even break the tip.

However, Qingdeng managed to keep the tip of Vairocana's knife steadily half an inch off the ground thanks to his extraordinary physical resilience and muscle strength.

To reduce the lightning-fast slash to zero speed in an instant... Under heaven, there are probably no more than a handful of swordsmen who can do this.

The instant he stopped wielding the sword in his palm, Qing Deng nimbly flipped his arms, turning the downward-pointing blade upward, and then sprang upward like a snake emerging from its hole! He slashed towards Ōtakemaru's face.

This incredibly smooth set of moves is so fluid that even describing it as "flowing like clouds and water" would be an understatement!
At first glance, the two seem to be equally fast in terms of cutting speed.

However, in that instant, Ōtakemaru's expression changed slightly. As the one directly facing the black blade, he saw it very clearly—the black blade was slightly faster than the silver blade!
Ōtakemaru immediately changed his attack to a dodge, narrowly avoiding the effective slashing range of the black sword at the last moment.

call out!
The black blade shattered the illusion left behind by Ōtakemaru.

Although the blade failed to kill Ōtakemaru, it grazed his left arm, leaving a short and shallow cut.

Ōtakemaru retreated more than ten steps in one breath, until he had created a considerable distance before slowly coming to a stop.

"..."

He looked down at the wound on his left arm where blood was seeping out, his eyes flashing with surprise.

Was it because he was born deaf, which reduced his contact with the world? Even Qing Deng had to admit that Ōtakemaru's eyes were very beautiful, shining like those of an innocent child, full of indescribable purity.

The contrast between the fact that someone with such eyes could wield such sharp swordsmanship, striking at vital points without hesitation, is truly difficult to describe in detail.

call out!call out!call out!call out!
Suddenly, Ōtakemaru swung his sword at the void in front of him, as if he were experimenting with something.

Upon seeing this, Qing Deng was taken aback—because he could tell at a glance that Ootengu was learning and imitating his previous moves!
Ōtakemaru's "on-site learning" started suddenly and ended quickly.

"..."

He raised his gaze and cast an eager look at Qingdeng.

Bang!
With a loud thud, Ōtakemaru rushed forward like lightning to Aoto's side.

call out!
He raised the silver blade high above his head and slashed down... He immediately put the moves he had just learned into practice!

Acting as the enemy desires is a very foolish thing to do.

But... Qing Deng had a strange urge—he really wanted to see if the other party had really learned his moves!

So Qingdeng deliberately moved to the side, ready to strike.

What happened next was like a replay of what had just happened!
Before Qingdeng could swing his sword to retaliate, the silver blade stopped steadily a few inches off the ground, then sprang up swiftly, turning the downward-pointing blade upward, aiming straight for Qingdeng's life!

Because he was prepared, Qingdeng quickly and skillfully held the knife diagonally in front of his chest, deflected the silver blade without any danger, and then leaped backward to move slightly away from his opponent.

"They actually learned my moves..."

Qingdeng murmured unconsciously.

Under the influence of the "state of selflessness," his emotional fluctuations were reduced to a minimum, and changes in his facial expressions disappeared.

Even so, upon seeing Ōtakemaru successfully replicate his technique, he couldn't help but reveal a strange smile.

In the blink of an eye, the battle resumes!

Ōtakemaru lowered his gaze, focusing intently on Aoto's lower body.

Judging from his expression, he was estimating the distance between himself and Qingdeng, probably planning to unleash a sharp move.

Sure enough—just a moment ago he was standing calmly, but the next second he was wielding his sword and slashing, moving with lightning speed.

The two men were about the same height and had similar arm spans, and their swords were also similar in length, so their slashing ranges roughly overlapped.

When Qingdeng entered the range of Ootakemaru's slash, the latter also entered the range of Qingdeng's slash.

At that moment, they stared intently at each other, who were inches apart... and then simultaneously raised their knives to slash at each other!

A far more intense "blade storm" than before unfolded outwards from the two of them!

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
The clash of the two blades was more than just a matter of "sparks flying everywhere"; it even occasionally burst into bluish-white flames.

Now that the battle has progressed this far, Qing Deng has come to a clear understanding: Ōtakemaru's swordsmanship is unorthodox and unaffiliated with any particular school or sect, commonly known as "wild school".

Qing Deng had seen many martial artists who came from unorthodox backgrounds, and without exception, they were all very weak.

Either there are too many unnecessary movements, or it's just a pretty but useless facade.

But Ōtakemaru is different.

Although his swordsmanship showed no trace of formal training, it was completely free of the common flaws of "self-taught" swordsmen!

Precise, efficient, full of skill, and not just relying on brute force... the current mutual hacking is the best proof of this.

On the surface, each of his strikes seemed unremarkable, but when combined, they possessed a wondrous magic!

Simply put, the angle, force, speed, and rhythm of each of his strikes were all just right, and the combination of them put considerable pressure on Qing Deng!

It's not that there's no way to defend against it, but rather that it's too difficult for the eyes to keep up with Ōtakemaru's sword!

Suddenly, Qing Deng noticed that Ootengu's sword had "disappeared".

Immediately afterward, he realized the truth, his pupils contracting slightly—it wasn't that Ōtakemaru's sword had disappeared, but rather that his sword was attacking from his blind spot!

Despite his extreme caution, he still lost track of Ōtakemaru's sword!

A silver blade, swung from a blind spot, accompanied by a whistling wind, slashed diagonally toward Qing Deng's right abdomen.

If this strike lands squarely, then this duel will come to an end.

Fortunately, at this critical moment, Qingdeng's fighting instinct of "seeking advantage and avoiding harm" was activated in time. He leaned back nimbly and lightly, narrowly dodging the direct strike of the silver blade.

The silver blade did not slice through his vulnerable abdomen, but only cut open the skin of his right leg.

Logically speaking, this attack should have caused a deeper wound.

However, with the added bonuses of "Strong Muscles +18" and "Flexibility +5," Qing Deng's body is literally incredibly tough and resilient, possessing extremely high defensive capabilities. A dull blade might not even be able to cut through his skin. [Note: Strong Muscles +18: Exceptionally strong muscles]

[Note: Body suppleness +5: Skin is exceptionally resilient and elastic.]

"..."

Qing Deng glanced at the wound on his right leg where blood was seeping out... The strange smile that had just disappeared reappeared.

Ōtakemaru is an unparalleled martial arts genius—as is Aoto!
Qingdeng's swordsmanship talent is 402 times that of an ordinary person! Not to mention he also has "Heart of the Demon +19"!
call out! call out! call out! call out! call out!
Just like Ootengu earlier, Qingdeng swung his sword at the void in front of him, learning and imitating the opponent's moves!

Ōtakemaru did not come forward to disturb him, but stood obediently in place, looking Aoto up and down with great interest, and waited silently.

"I see... Swinging it like that keeps the opponent's eyes busy, making it very easy for them to lose track of your blade..."

The next moment after the murmur ended—

Bang!
Qing Deng pushed off the ground with his hind feet, turning stillness into motion, and glided straight towards Ōtakemaru, who couldn't wait to raise his sword to meet him.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
It was another fierce "blade storm," but this time, Qing Deng replicated Ōtakemaru's technique!
Upon seeing this, Ōtakemaru grinned, making no attempt to hide his delight.

Since they are using the same tactics, neither side can break through the other's moves; they are simply wasting their energy.

So, in a very short time, they tacitly sheathed their swords and separated.

The dust and smoke rising from their rapid retreat filled the air among them.

call out! call out! call out! call out! call out!
Qing Deng swung his sword again in the void in front of him.

Coincidentally, the same applies to Ōtakemaru.

Although the exchange just now was short, both sides learned new moves and improved their skills in this round of slashing!
A moment later, Qingdeng stopped wielding his sword, raised his head, and cast a slightly amused glance at Ōtakemaru.

"We've all become stronger."

"..."

Ōtakemaru also stopped wielding his sword, returning the same amused look to his gleaming eyes.

"Go on, let me see more of your skills."

"..."

Ōtakemaru raised the tip of his sword high in response.

Suddenly, a gentle breeze came—without any warning, this breeze was disrupted by the surging sword energy!
The two figures kicked at the weeds and pebbles on the ground. In the sunlight, their figures merged once more.

……

This was a strange battle.

Both sides unleashed terrifying offensives with all their might, showing no mercy in their attempts to kill each other.

But strangely, none of their attacks contained any killing intent.

Despite having no intention to kill, they kept unleashing terrifying killing moves... Such a scene is truly difficult to describe with specific words.

Thus, they are less like enemies and more like close friends communicating intimately, except that their way of communicating is by slashing each other!
"So that's how it is," "There's actually such a way to swing a sword," "What a brilliant move"... From the moment he started, all these thoughts kept popping into Qing Deng's mind.

Although they were mortal enemies, Ootengu's superb martial arts skills repeatedly amazed Seido.

For Qingdeng, fighting against such a formidable opponent is both a terrifying and a joyful experience—because he can constantly learn new techniques from his opponent and continuously improve himself during the battle!
Qingdeng dared to assert: the Ōtakemaru before him was thinking the same thing.

If Orochi, Rin, and the others were here, they would be greatly surprised to see the expression on Ōtakemaru's face.

Ootakemaru, who usually puts on a nonchalant demeanor, was suddenly laughing heartily, his lips curving towards his ears. Although he didn't utter a sound of laughter, anyone could tell that he was extremely happy and couldn't be happier.

Ōtakemaru must have been enjoying the duel, and he must have been thinking to himself, "So that's how it is," "There's such a way to swing a sword"... The evidence is that both of their techniques improved rapidly during this duel!
Qing Deng had a vague premonition: the "top combatant of the Fazhu Party" in front of him did not seem to be there to kill him or turn the tide of the battle, but simply to spar with him!
In his memory, this was the first time he had encountered such an opponent.

How long ago was that similar experience?
Qing Deng had not had this wonderful experience of "trying to kill the opponent while also learning from them" for a long time.

Several times he forgot that he was on a battlefield amidst the chaos of battle, and wholeheartedly felt the power of Ōtakemaru's swordsmanship, using it as nourishment for himself!

Both Qingdeng and Ōtakemaru are monstrous figures with no shortage of stamina, and the swords they wield are exceptionally tough.

At first glance, it seems they could keep fighting forever, until the end of time.

Suddenly, Ōtakemaru slightly opened his usually tightly closed mouth.

"Ah...ya...ah...ya...ah...ya..."

He vibrated his vocal cords, producing strange, incoherent sounds that were not quite fluent and had a distorted intonation.

He was born deaf and therefore unable to learn to speak; his vocal organs were perfectly fine.

Judging from his appearance, he probably wanted to say something to Qingdeng.

Qingdeng could understand his desire to talk—because Qingdeng also wanted to talk to him right now.

"Did you learn your swordsmanship on your own?" "If you did, how did you develop these exquisite techniques?"... There were a whole lot of questions I wanted to ask Ōtakemaru.

Ōtakemaru then proceeded to say a lot of "things" to Aoto on his own.

About half a minute later, he closed his lips again, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, and a satisfied look appeared on his cheeks.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!
But then a strange glint suddenly appeared in Ōtakemaru's beautiful eyes.

At the same moment, a subtle change occurred in his aura!

Qingdeng immediately noticed something was wrong—the wind had picked up.

A sudden gust of cool wind seemed to be gathering on Ōtakemaru!

What happened next happened in an instant—the silver blade suddenly swept diagonally towards Qingdeng with the force of a whirlwind!
This strike was incredibly cunning, almost beyond compare! It struck precisely at Qing Deng's most vulnerable spot!
Qingdeng gritted his teeth and took a step back, narrowly avoiding the attack.

In the blink of an eye, another strike came, precisely aimed at Qingdeng's vulnerable spot.

Qingdeng struggled to adopt a defensive posture.

Ōtakemaru relentlessly attacked, attacked, and attacked again!

The stalemate in the battle was immediately disrupted!
Ōtakemaru's condition improved at a visible rate, and his attacks became increasingly tricky, powerful, and difficult to defend against.

Often, before Qingdeng could even make a move, Ōtakemaru would interrupt him in time, leaving Qingdeng with no way to retaliate.

In this way, it was as if Ōtakemaru had seen through "everything" of him, and could even predict his attacks before he had even made any preparations!

Qingdeng unconsciously adopted a solemn expression.

A similar situation occurred several months ago when I was fighting Ogata...

With this thought in mind, Qingdeng no longer doubted, and solemnly said in his heart:

—There's no mistake...it's the "state of perfect clarity"!
Despite having activated his eternal talent "Heartless Demon Child" and entered the "Selfless Realm," he was still gradually suppressed by Ōtakemaru... If Ōtakemaru comprehended the "Transparent Realm," which is a level above the "Selfless Realm," then everything would make sense!

The "realm of perfect understanding" is a transcendent state that is difficult for ordinary people to comprehend, so it is not surprising that there may be any exaggerated manifestations.

The young man in front of him, who was about the same age as him, had actually grasped the "realm of clarity" before him... Thinking of this, Qing Deng felt a surge of emotions.

Is it fortunate or unfortunate?
Following Shuten-dōji, who "can freely enter the state of 'selflessness'", he has now encountered Ōtakemaru, who "has comprehended the state of 'perfect understanding'".

This one-in-a-million genius, he actually encountered one after another... it was truly a strange and tragic fate.

Amidst his astonishment, Qingdeng felt a growing sense of powerlessness.

Although he had several experiences that came close to "enlightenment", it was only "close" and far from "comprehension".

Using the "selflessness realm" to deal with the "transparent realm"... How can you defeat your opponent when their realms are only one level apart?
The detailed explanation of Qingdeng's thoughts made it seem as if a long time had passed.

In reality, only a few seconds have passed.

After entering the "Transparent Realm", Ōtakemaru's swordsmanship became extremely strange, with no discernible pattern! Even Aoto, who possessed talents such as "Sword Saint" and "Demon Heart +19", could not see through or imitate it!
Soon, the sounds of sharp blades slicing through flesh were heard, and specks of blood stained the edge of Ootakemaru's blade.

Although Qing Deng deflected or barely dodged all of Ōtakemaru's slashes with his sword, he only managed to protect his vitals. Inevitably, his body was grazed by the slashes, leaving bloody marks on his skin.

If we don't find a way to break this deadlock, sooner or later an irreparable and dire situation will arise!
The emergence of this "dire situation" was even faster and more sudden than Qingdeng had imagined!

In an instant, with its extraordinary speed, the silver blade broke through the black blade's interception and swept towards Qing Deng's forehead!

At the very moment he was about to cross the threshold of death, Qingdeng's "fighting instinct" saved his life again. He hurriedly pulled his head back, turning the fatal "split forehead" injury into a minor injury of "a small cut on the forehead".

With a "whoosh," the silvery-white blade grazed Qing Deng's forehead, slicing through his skin.

Instantly, a torrent of blood gushed out! It flowed down Qingdeng's face, soaking his entire face!

Although the wound was not deep and would not even leave a scar after healing, the dripping blood obscured Qingdeng's vision!
Qing Deng felt his eyes burning and couldn't open them no matter what he did!

He had temporarily lost his sight and had no time to bandage the wound on his forehead.

Left with no other choice, he could only rely on his hearing and intuition to pinpoint Ōtakemaru's attack.

Although Qing Deng could sense Ootengu's continuous attacks even without seeing, thanks to talents such as "Wind Perception +18" and "Foresight +26", the consequences of losing his sight were ultimately not so easy to undo!
He was already at a disadvantage, and now he was struggling even more.

Faced with Ōtakemaru's relentless onslaught, he could only parry and had no power to retaliate.

call! !

With a piercing whistling sound, a fierce slash, accompanied by a gale, slammed heavily towards Qing Deng's chest.

The strike was aimed at Qingdeng's weakest point—facing this attack, Qingdeng was neither able to defend nor dodge, and could only barely manage to take it head-on.

clang! !

Because of his strained defensive stance, Qing Deng was unable to neutralize all the force.

The moment the two swords clashed, Qing Deng was seen flying backward, covering a distance of more than ten meters, before falling back to the ground like a kite with a broken string...

……

……

—Am I... unconscious?
Whether it was the numbness in his arms or the intense pain in his back from the heavy fall, both caused Qing Deng's mind to become hazy, and his sense of time became strange. He couldn't tell whether a few minutes had passed or only a few microseconds.

The blood smeared on his face still prevented him from opening his eyes, and all he could see was a deep, dark abyss.

—Am I... going to lose...?

To be honest, Qingdeng still doesn't understand how Ōtakemaru's superhuman strength and speed came about.

He would stake his life on it, possessing a host of extraordinary talents and physical abilities far surpassing those of Ōtakemaru.

Logically speaking, he should only need three rounds at most to cut off Ōtakemaru's head.

However, the current reality is that Ōtakemaru is overwhelming him...

Although he couldn't quite put his finger on it, Qing Deng vaguely felt... that there seemed to be a strange "power" helping Ōtakemaru.

This is what gave him such incredible strength and speed.

—Could this also be the effect of "a state of profound understanding"?
A bitter smile appeared on Qing Deng's face...

Losing to a peerless master who has grasped the "Transcendence Realm" doesn't seem like a shameful thing. Qing Deng couldn't help but think.

……

……

"……Um?"

Qingdeng blinked a few times, looking around blankly.

—His eyes can open... No, that's not right, even the wound on his forehead has disappeared.

Qing Deng raised his hand and touched his smooth forehead, then looked down at the light blue haori he was wearing, which was free of any bloodstains.

After observing himself, he began to look around—the surroundings were shrouded in mist, so thick that he couldn't see his hand in front of his face, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Just as he was thinking, "Where am I?", "How did I end up here?", "Where is Ōtakemaru?", the surrounding mist slowly dissipated as if responding to his expectations.

Soon, Qingdeng's vision cleared, and he finally saw where he was.

"Shieikan...?"

Qing Deng turned his gaze in astonishment, looking at the familiar floor, then at the familiar walls and ceiling.

There's no mistake, this is the Shieikan dojo! It's the place he knows best!
In this most familiar place, he quickly spotted the most familiar person—on the east side of the dojo, a young man who looked exactly like Qingdeng was sitting cross-legged, sipping warm tea and looking at the scenery of the courtyard with great interest.

*******
*******
New book countdown... 1 day!
My new book is launching tomorrow! I'm so nervous! (crying leopard head.jpg)

Leopard gave it his all today! Although he didn't reach his goal of 10,000 words, he still managed around 8,000 words. He really tried his best! (Leopard crying.jpg)

That being said, even if the new book is released tomorrow, you might not be able to see it immediately...

Because the backend needs to review the submissions, the books can only appear on the Qidian website after approval. It might be approved on the same day if things go smoothly, but it could take until the 7th... Hopefully, the reviewers will be efficient! (Like a leopard crying.jpg)