Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 600 Holy Scripture
"He acts like an adult when he's with adults, but like a child when he's with us. He often tells us jokes, and sometimes when we don't understand them, he laughs heartily, which makes us laugh too."

"His martial arts talent and ability are very strong. When he was instructing me when I was a child, my grandfather saw it and said that he was the most talented in martial arts among Zhao Sheng's descendants, and had a very small chance of becoming a Martial Saint."

“I remember it very clearly. He said he didn’t want to join the Martial Academy at all. He only wanted to join the Demon City Army, to eliminate demons and monsters, and to learn from Zhao Sheng, to carve out a place for the human race with his own fists.”

"But in the end, he still entered the Martial Academy, and he was very unhappy during that time."

"I think... after he got married, I felt that he suddenly changed. It wasn't that he matured, but that he had become more gloomy, something I couldn't quite put my finger on."

"He matured further after his wife died, and never changed again, becoming a... somewhat competent official in the military."

"After that, our relationship became much more distant."

Chen Shouhu said, "Didn't you two just meet at the Tree Man Base?"

Li Shenkong's eyes darkened, and he moved his lips, saying, "I feel like he's changed a bit again. What do you think?"

Chen Shouhu thought for a moment and said, "I am not Chen Sheng's direct relative, but only a distant relative, so I can't enter your circle. However, Zhao Cong and I have known each other since childhood, because people have always used him as a role model and have been used to comparing themselves with him since we were young."

"I can't say for sure what kind of person he is or whether those rumors are true or false."

"People in China know an old saying: 'Listen to their words and observe their actions.' But in reality, unless we have complete information about a person, we cannot make the right judgment."

“Zhou Leng is the best example. When he was first slandered, how many people who didn’t know him were able to tell the truth? Not a single one.”

"After his deeds came to light, many people suddenly realized the truth and were filled with remorse."

"If there's another Zhou Leng, can they, or even us, be sure we're right? If we're wrong, we can't possibly know all the information. Most of the time, we're just making assumptions until a lot of information is revealed."

"At least I don't have any conclusive evidence to prove who Zhao Cong is or isn't."

"Of course, there is some other evidence, but I can't show it to you, and I can't make a 100% certainty about Zhao Cong or the Zhao family."

Finally, Chen Shouhu said self-deprecatingly, "Good people are actually quite unlucky. Anyone who is even 1% good will instinctively seek evidence. Even someone like me, who is neither good nor bad, needs evidence."

Li Shenkong sighed and said, "Yes, we need evidence. By the way, Brother Hu, the date for the life-or-death arena is coming up soon, how are your preparations going?"

Chen Shouhu smiled slightly, shook his neck gently, and said, "I didn't prepare much, let's just do it."

"I'll go check it out too, and cheer you on."

"No, you can just remain neutral and observe. If you cheer me on, your Li family will be in a very passive position," Chen Shouhu said.

“That’s true…” Li Shenkong hesitated for a moment before saying, “I heard that you and Brother Xiong did this to avenge Ma Xingkong from back then?”

"You could say that," Chen Shouhu said without any attempt to hide his true feelings.

"I've heard about that incident, but I don't quite understand. Is it worth offending sixteen powerful families, including the Zhao family and several other military cliques, for Ma Xingkong's sake?"

Chen Shouhu remained silent for a moment before slowly explaining.

“When I first met Ma Xingkong, I heard him say something like, ‘I heard the sound of a flute.’”

"I still don't understand the meaning of that sentence."

"Because he and I, and Wang Boxiong, live in different environments, we are more similar."

“I grew up in a harmonious family. My parents were very good to me. When I was in college, I said in public, ‘My mom loves me so much,’ without feeling embarrassed at all.”

"But do you know that the vast majority of parents, under the heavy pressure of life, are unable to say 'I love you' to their children? They are so burdened by life that they feel guilty towards their children. Yes, I don't understand at all. It was Wang Huaixiong who said that. Even though I'm an adult now, I still only vaguely understand it."

“I wasn’t rich when I was young, but I had no worries about food and clothing. I felt that even if there were demons threatening the outside world, this land was safe.”

"Why? It's simple. From childhood to adulthood, everyone I've known—classmates, teachers, friends, relatives, and other prominent figures—has been kind to me. I grew up surrounded by the kindness of the world."

"Later I realized that the reason my world was full of kindness was because I had a distant relative named Chen Shaohuang, who was a martial arts saint."

"It wasn't until I got to university, when my mind slowly opened up, and I began to notice the differences between people and to understand all sorts of things, that I vaguely understood."

"It turns out that most people endure far more malice than I have during their growth."

"At first I didn't understand what Ma Xingkong meant when he said he heard the sound of a flute, and I didn't understand it for a long time."

"Later, I heard the bad news about him."

"I can't imagine that such a kind, positive, optimistic and righteous classmate would be killed by someone, killed by someone I always thought was one of my own."

"So I began to investigate the matter, until I uncovered a corner of the Heavenly Palace."

"But I still don't understand what the sound of a flute is."

“Until one day, Wang Boxiong said that he also heard the sound of a flute when he graduated from junior high school.”

He said that in ancient times, watchmen would blow whistles, bone flutes, or bang loud tools when they detected danger.

"People who are sleeping safely in cave dwellings are unaware of the danger."

"Other Night's Watch members in danger are always the first to hear the whistle."

"The death of Ma Xingkong was the first sound of a flute I heard."

"After that, I heard it again and again."

"Until, on Zhou Leng's body, accompanied by the sound of footsteps, I heard a new flute melody, exactly the same as the one played by Ma Xingkong."

"I suddenly felt that since I have received so much kindness from the world, shouldn't I do something for those who live in malice?"

"So, I turned my blade against the sixteen families, stood on the Grandmaster's Life and Death Platform, and blew the bone flute." Li Shenkong seemed to understand, but said, "But... reality doesn't seem to have that much malice. Reality isn't like this."

Chen Shouhu stared at Li Shenkong and slowly said, "I've said similar things before. Do you know what Ma Xingkong, Wang Boxiong, and Tong Tianxia said?"

Li Shenkong shook his head.

"They said they envied me."

Li Shenkong was stunned for a moment, feeling as if his heart was being gripped.

"I think I understand now," Li Shenkong said in a low voice.

Chen Shouhu stood up, patted Li Shenkong on the shoulder, and turned to walk out.

"I'm leaving. I'm not qualified to advise others, because I'm only a half-baked one myself. I just hope that those of us who didn't grow up with the sound of bone flutes will at least stop creating malice."

Comparing Chen Shouhu and Zhao Cong's words and actions, Li Shenkong suddenly realized that he seemed to have grown up a bit.

"I'll cheer for you from below the arena of life and death!" Li Shenkong said as he stood up.

"Don't ignore the sound of the flute," Chen Shouhu said before leaving.

“The sound of a flute…” Li Shenkong muttered to himself, the image of Zhao Cong’s profile appearing in the demon camp before his eyes.

From all over the country, more and more grandmasters and innate talents are gathering in Rucheng.

The Trupp family's hidden estate.

When the Mad Prince Aiden received news of the Grandmaster's life-or-death battle, he smiled.

"I'd love to go see it too, but unfortunately, I'm too busy..."

As he spoke, he fiddled with a piece of light black amber, about the size of an egg.

Within the amber, a teardrop-shaped ice crystal shines brightly, surrounded by layers of ice and snow.

"I still managed to get it..."

The mad prince's eyes were filled with infatuation.

This was his goal in going to the great battlefield.

finished.

Tears of Ice and Snow.

Shortly after, Jax knocked on the door and entered, saying, "Your Highness, news has come from the Ice and Snow Cult that they are already preparing a new generation of 'holy scriptures' and selecting a new generation of holy sons or holy daughters."

Aiden was overjoyed and asked, "Is the information accurate?"

"That's accurate. It was announced by the demigod of the Ice and Snow Cult himself, and now the entire cult is preparing for the Holy Scripture."

"As I predicted! The sacred scriptures of the Divine Church shall crown me!"

Aiden stared at the Tears of Ice and Snow, his eyes shining.

After a while, Aiden asked, "What did they do with Zhou Leng?"

"It's very strange. Zhou Leng has clearly severed his martial arts, yet the attitude of those demigods towards him has not decreased but increased. According to our intelligence, Zhou Leng attended a divine script conference in the Demon Spirit World, where he was treated like a star, and even the demigods respectfully called him 'teacher'."

"Huh?" Aiden looked away from Tear of the Snow and stared at Jax.

Jax shrugged and said, "According to the Ice and Snow Cult, they're not only not reducing the resources they're giving Zhou Leng, they're planning to increase them. Moreover, they're trying to persuade Zhou Leng to reincarnate as a Demon Spirit Master. As you know, Demon Spirit Masters have many methods. I've also heard that demons, dragons, and giants are all vying for Zhou Leng. Not to give him a title, but to make him abandon martial arts and switch to their cultivation methods."

"Is it really that exaggerated?" Aiden was a little uneasy because his competition with Zhou Leng in the Ice and Snow Cult was becoming increasingly fierce.

Because of Zhou Leng's appearance, his status in the Ice and Snow Cult continued to decline, and his cultivation resources also decreased.

"It's more than just exaggerated. I heard that the dragons are discussing whether to sacrifice a dragon egg born from a demigod so that Zhou Leng can be reincarnated as a dragon," Jax said.

“Trouble…” Aiden frowned.

“Actually, Zhou Leng is no longer a threat to you. With the Tear of Ice and Snow, you are basically the special envoy of the Goddess of Ice and Snow. In this Holy Ceremony, your ‘Divine Grace’ will definitely be the strongest. You are now practically sitting on the throne of the Holy Son.”

Aiden chuckled, "That's true, but I'm still not entirely at ease with Zhou Leng. This guy is very strange. Especially since he knows the Blood of Tyranny... By the way, have you spread the news that he's secretly colluding with the Blood of Tyranny?"

“It’s been spread, and people on the Chinese internet are still talking about him,” Jax said helplessly. He didn’t want to offend Zhou Leng, but he had no choice.

Aiden sighed and said, "Once I've secured my position as the Holy Son, I'll definitely reduce the resources I give him. As long as he's in the Ice and Snow Cult, I won't have a moment's peace."

Jax hesitated for a moment, then said, "Actually, you are now the patriarch of the Troupe family and the future Holy Son of the Ice and Snow Cult. There is no need to worry about someone who has lost his martial arts."

Aiden said helplessly, "I didn't want to either. But the elders in my family were almost all killed by the mysterious Martial Saint, and the ashes of everyone in the family were scattered. Now, the family is no longer worthy of being called a conglomerate. If I can't monopolize the resources of the Ice and Snow Cult, then the Trupp family will fall before me."

“You’re right.” Jax was also filled with helplessness. After that mysterious martial saint caused a huge disturbance, the entire Eagle Alliance’s structure changed dramatically.

The Trupp family is teetering on the brink of collapse, as the families they offended years ago and other cult forces have already begun to test their strength.

The Holy Son of the Ice and Snow Cult is the last hope of the Troupe family and Aiden.

If one fails to become a holy son, he will die and his clan will be exterminated.

It's because his ancestor was too good at offending people.

(End of this chapter)