I have Taoism and can understand other worlds

Chapter 689 About to Act

The deafening cheers and clamor gradually subsided, and the old man in hemp robes slowly rose under the gaze of everyone, his voice clearly resounding throughout the arena: "In this contest, the Thirteenth Elder is the victor."

Without going into too much detail, this brief announcement was like throwing a block of ice into boiling oil, causing a momentary freeze in the entire arena, followed by an even more complex wave of sound.

There was the Rock People's barely suppressed elation, the other tribes' incredulous whispers, and the Dragon People's barely concealed somber mood.

The competition concluded, and the crowd gradually dispersed, but the pre-reform atmosphere lingered in the air, growing ever stronger. Many understood that the fate of the Baixi tribe was about to change. The bloodline method would likely no longer be the tribe's primary cultivation path.

Although everyone understood the drawbacks of the bloodline method, it was a path that had been practiced by countless people for thousands of years, and now it was to be changed, which indeed left many people feeling bewildered. This was especially true for those who had transformed their blood energy into qi; they had cultivated for decades and never imagined that one day they would have to cultivate another method.

Jiang Wen did not leave with the crowd, but went straight up the Cangtian Tower and stepped into the circular stone hall again.

The twelve elders were already seated, and the atmosphere was completely different from usual. The air was no longer filled with explicit opposition and questioning; instead, there was a complex silence and more scrutinizing and weighing gazes.

The old man in hemp robes spoke first, his voice revealing little emotion: "We have witnessed the effects of the Battle Technique today. To reach this level after three months of effort is truly something that bloodline techniques cannot easily compare to."

One of the giant elders, who had vehemently opposed the idea, snorted but didn't refute it further. He simply said in a gruff voice, "Even if there are some merits, implementing it across the entire clan would involve too many complications..."

Jiang Wenxin knew that simply demonstrating power was not enough; he needed to offer tangible benefits to truly move these elders who were guarding the tribal heritage.

He stopped dwelling on the argument and instead said, "What the elders are concerned about is nothing more than the stability of the inheritance and the foundation of the tribe. I have recently been studying the ancient books left over from various tribes and have gained some insights into the art of war. I may also be able to offer some guidance on the incomplete war techniques of your tribes."

His gaze swept over the elders, pointing out a few obscure incantations and offering brief explanations and corrections.

At first, the elders didn't seem to care, but as they listened more closely, an incredulous glint gradually appeared in their eyes, and their bodies involuntarily leaned forward slightly.

Those incomplete key points that had troubled their tribe for so long, and even greatly reduced the power of their inheritance, were suddenly revealed and filled in by Jiang Wen in just a few words.

“Wonderful! So that’s how it is! ‘The earth’s veins are drawn but not released, not because their strength is exhausted, but because their intent has not yet been fully expressed…’” an elder of the Green Wood Clan murmured to himself, a blush of excitement spreading across his face.

"The operation of our clan's 'Gengjin Battle Qi' has such a flaw, no wonder many cultivators throughout the ages have suffered hidden injuries..." Another elder in charge of metal smelting exclaimed with his hands clapping.

The atmosphere inside the stone hall had completely changed. What had been a period of deliberation and silence was now filled with an irrepressible joy and excitement.

Repairing and perfecting the battle techniques passed down within a tribe is an irresistible achievement and temptation for any tribe.

Even the most stubborn giant elder's tense expression softened, and his gaze toward Jiang Wen became less wary and more complex and enigmatic.

The old man in hemp robes observed all of this and sighed inwardly, knowing that the situation was settled. He looked around at the elders and, seeing that no one had any further objections, said in a deep voice, "In that case, from this day forward, select suitable children from each clan and teach them the basic chapter of the Four Symbols Battle Technique, to be cultivated in conjunction with the bloodline method. The specific arrangements will be coordinated by the thirteen elders, with the cooperation of all clans."

"We have no objections either." The elders responded in unison this time, and there was no further dissent.

With the implementation of the battle strategy settled, Jiang Wen became increasingly busy in the days that followed.

He not only had to guide Yanming and others to a deeper level of cultivation, serving as a role model for those who came after, but also had to travel between different races to answer the questions of beginners in the battle techniques, and make subtle adjustments to the basic battle techniques according to the physical characteristics of each race.

In his spare time, he would shut himself in to refine elixirs, preparing for what he was about to do.

At the same time, he used this peaceful time to slowly refine the Four Symbols Sword Formation with his own merits.

Nourished by merit, the sword formation's spiritual light became even more profound, and as it flowed, the sounds of wind and thunder were hidden within, making it even more powerful than before.

Feeling that everything was on track and that he was in peak condition, Jiang Wenzhi knew it was time to leave.

He summoned Liang Yuan and Jiang Su to his side. To Liang Yuan, he said, "You should know that we once ascended to the Second Heaven Palace."

“Of course I know.” Liang Yuan nodded.

“It’s time to leave,” Jiang Wen said with a smile. “We’ve stayed in this Fallen Immortal Land long enough; the outside world has probably changed a lot.”

"When?" Liang Yuan asked with a hint of joy, as she had naturally wanted to leave this place for a long time.

"Just a few days." "After you leave, you will have things to do. I know you are familiar with the affairs of the Immortal Sect. In the future, you will need to pay close attention to the movements of all parties in the capital, especially the affairs of the Righteous God Path."

Liang Yuan nodded solemnly: "Brother Jiang, rest assured, I know what's important."

He looked at Jiang Su again, but before he could speak, Jiang Su said coldly, "You may go. Wen'er is under my care."

Little Wen'er, whom she was holding in her arms, was playing with a strand of Jiang Su's hair. When she saw Jiang Wen looking over, she grinned, revealing a few tiny teeth, and mumbled again, "Daddy..."

Jiang Wen sighed helplessly and gently pinched her rosy cheek. He had given up struggling now, and he would definitely play this passage for her to hear when the baby girl became more aware of things.

Then you can mock her and say, "Jiang Wenji, you once called me father."

Finally, he found Zhen, who was supervising a new batch of children in practicing basic breathing techniques.

The girl was focused, with sweat beading on her forehead. When she saw Jiang Wen, a bright smile immediately bloomed on her face.

"Master!"

Jiang Wen led her aside and said gently, "Zhen'er, I'm preparing to leave Baixi and go to the outside world. Will you stay with the tribe, or come with me?"

Zhen was stunned for a moment, her big eyes instantly filled with surprise and curiosity: "Leave? Master, where are we going? What is the outside world like? Is it the same as the Land of Divine Blessing? Are there so many different tribes? Is the sky this color too?"

A barrage of questions came out of her mouth, carrying the unique innocence of a young girl and her longing for the unknown.

Looking at the light shining in her eyes, Jiang Wen felt as if he were seeing the little girl who had been struggling on the ground several months ago.

He smiled and looked out at the sky outside the tower, which was a hazy yellow with a hint of new green: "The outside world... is vast. The sky may be blue, the clouds may be white, there is boundless sky and earth, but also unknown dangers. It is very different from here."

Zhen nodded almost without hesitation, her eyes filled with determination and longing: "Wherever Master goes, Zhen'er will go! Zhen'er wants to follow Master and see the blue sky and white clouds you spoke of!"

After calming the excited Zhen down, Jiang Wen stepped into the Cangtian Tower again, faced the elders, and explained his intention to leave.

"What? You're leaving?" The old man in hemp clothing showed obvious surprise for the first time.

“Thirteenth Elder, you hold a prestigious position now, and the implementation of the Battle Technique has only just begun. Why are you leaving at this time?” another elder hurriedly asked.

"But has the tribe failed to provide adequate hospitality?"

The elders spoke up one after another, their expressions filled with surprise and confusion, and deeper down, a hint of barely perceptible anxiety.

They witnessed firsthand the changes Jiang Wen brought about and deeply understood his value.

Jiang Wen calmly explained, “Elders, my journey is not a farewell. Although the path to immortality is hidden, there may still be a passage to the outside world within the Heavenly Palace. If Baixi wants to achieve true transcendence, he cannot remain trapped in this land of fallen immortals forever. I wish to go and explore it. If I find anything, it will be a glimmer of hope for the tribe.”

Upon hearing the words "external passage," all the elders' eyes lit up with a light that was a mixture of shock, ecstasy, and disbelief.

Leaving the prison of the Fallen Immortal Land and returning to a wider world is a desire deeply rooted in the blood of every descendant of the Tai Cang clan.

The old man in hemp clothing took a deep breath, suppressing his excitement. He looked intently at Jiang Wen, knowing he couldn't persuade him to stay. This man's ambitions far exceeded what Baixi could offer.

He pondered for a moment, then took out a black stone tablet from his bosom. It was neither gold nor jade, and was engraved with the totem of the Sky Tower and an ancient character "溪" (xi).

"Thirteenth Elder." The old man solemnly handed over the stone tablet. "Whether you are in Baixi or not, no matter how much time has passed, you will always be the thirteenth elder of my tribe. This tablet is a token. Wherever my Baixi tribe is located, seeing this tablet is as if seeing the elder in person. If needed, you can mobilize the power of my tribe with this tablet."

Jiang Wen looked at the heavy stone tablet, and then at the solemnity and expectations in the eyes of the elders. He reached out and took it, feeling its slight weight, as if it carried the recognition and expectations of the entire Baixi tribe.

"Thank you, elders. Jiang Wen will remember this."

(End of this chapter)