Deducing Godhood from the Fetal Stage

Chapter 98 Five Elements and Destiny

Jiang Yun stared at the manuscript, her eyes growing brighter and brighter.

Those formulas, symbols, and derivation diagrams.

It's not something that can be simply equated with any subject he knew in his previous life.

If we must draw an analogy, it's like taking the causal laws of physics, the elemental reactions of chemistry, and the logical deductions of mathematics, breaking them down, reweaving them, and then writing them out in a completely different language.

The underlying logic of the universe's operation has been broken down into theorems that can be calculated and reproduced.

This is the science-based approach.

Of the five paths of literature, martial arts, science, art, and education, he previously only had a rough understanding that "science" encompassed mathematics and engineering.

I've mentioned in general terms that my biological father was me in the womb.

Only now did he realize that beneath those two words lay an entire mountain he had never glimpsed before.

He stretched out his little hand, his fingertips gently gliding across the paper.

"————If we take 'Geng Metal' as the base and use 'Ding Fire' to refine it————"

Behind each character lies the property change of a certain element under specific conditions.

Mutual restraint, mutual generation, reversal, gathering and scattering, even involving the boundary conditions of spatial folding and temporal decay.

He turned the page.

The next derivation is more complex, involving the synchronous coupling reaction of three elements. There is a step in the middle with a huge leap, which the annotator marked with a question mark in red pen, with the note "The logic here is questionable and needs to be verified".

Jiang Yun stared at the question mark for three seconds.

Then he discovered that he could vaguely guess the direction of that jump. Although he wasn't completely certain, he had a certain intuition.

Man Hui.

The fifty points of Dao wisdom are not just for show. It is not responsible for memorizing, but only for understanding.

The logical chain that others need to repeatedly deduce to reach is almost automatically completed in his mind.

[Flow state activated. Learning efficiency +300%.]

Consciousness sank.

The sounds from the outside world faded into the distance, the light dimmed, and only the symbols on the paper remained magnified in my field of vision, each stroke exceptionally clear.

The door to the lounge opened and closed.

"Miss Jiang, Zi Qing's Dao Lord's protection has been established. We'll take our leave now."

Dai Shuhang's voice came from the doorway, carrying a hint of relief.

"Alright, take care." Jiang Ren picked up Hao Jiajia and stood up, glancing into the inner room. "Jiajia's agreement is signed; it's time to go to the Fire Transmission Hall—"

"Should Ah-Yun come along, or wait here?"

No one answered.

She peeked out.

The little guy was lying face down on the table, his head buried in the pile of manuscripts, his little finger resting on a certain formula, completely still.

"You're so young and you already know how to read fortune-telling formulas. You'll be just like your dad sooner or later."

Jiang Ren muttered something to himself, then left without disturbing Hao Jiajia.

"Then Ah Yun, stay quiet. Your aunt will come to pick you up in a bit."

Footsteps were chaotic, and figures moved about.

Jiang Chong did not look up. He deliberately suppressed his perception of the outside world, immersing his entire mind in this logical web woven from Yin and Yang and the Five Elements.

All the sounds and lights outside became negligible background noise.

Time is slipping away quietly.

An unknown amount of time passed.

Qiu Mian pushed open the door to the lounge, preparing to inform Jiang Yun that she could leave.

He glanced at it and stopped in his tracks.

Jiang Yun, a two-month-old baby, was lying alone on the large table next to her.

To be more precise, he used his two little arms to support himself on the edge of the table, stood on tiptoe to step on the chair, leaned out half of his body, and almost buried his head in the stack of manuscripts spread out on the table.

Qiu Mian clearly remembered that before he left, the manuscript marked "Deciphering and Deducing the Ghost Mother's Fate" was placed on the right side of the table.

Now they've been pushed to the middle.

Jiang Yun's little finger was resting on the third step of the derivation chain, at the position marked with a question mark in red.

This is definitely not an unconscious grasping motion by an infant.

Qiu Mian walked over quietly without making a sound.

He stood to the side and slightly behind, an angle from which he could clearly see the contents of the paper and the focused light reflected in Jiang Yun's dark pupils.

The manuscript of divination and fortune-telling. The generation and restraint of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements, the reversal of elemental properties, and the basic logic of spiritual patterns already fall within the scope of the core knowledge of the theory.

He remained silent for a few seconds.

"—Can you understand this?"

"Just a little bit," Jiang Yun replied in a muffled baby voice, without looking up, her little finger pointing to the red question mark, "It broke here."

Qiu Mian's eyebrows twitched.

He glanced down at the question mark, at the intermediate step of the three-element coupling reaction. The logic jump was too large, and his students had been stuck on this problem for almost a week before they discovered it.

A two-month-old baby observed for half an hour and pointed out the breakpoint.

He didn't press for an answer, "How did you figure that out?" because he already knew the answer.

Full of wisdom and the body of the Dao, the wisdom of the Dao is fifty.

It's not surprising that someone with such a sharp mind could spot "where it's broken," what's surprising is how long he'd been looking at it.

Qiu Mian pulled over a chair and sat down.

"This is a method of divination, used to deduce the basic elements of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements. It can be used for casting spells, manufacturing machines, or concocting potions—"

He spoke slowly, pronouncing each word clearly, as if he were explaining something to a real student.

Because in Jiang Chong's eyes, there was not the bewilderment of an infant, but a hungry thirst for knowledge.

The five elements are metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.

Qiu Mian pointed to a diagram on the manuscript, "Each line has attributes, restraint relationships, and the flow patterns within the body. Look here."

His fingertips traced the symbols.

"Geng metal is yang metal, which is hard and sharp. Ding fire is yin fire, which is mild and introverted. When Ding fire refines Geng metal, it changes the nature of the metal, turning it from dead metal into living metal, which can be further shaped."

The changes of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements.

Jiang Yun's gaze swept back and forth between the charts and the manuscript twice, then she slowly nodded.

"Seeking—mystery?" he uttered a single word in a childlike, indistinct voice.

Qiu Mian's fingers paused for a moment.

He said that in the Hall of Fire Transmission.

Cultivation, in essence, is the pursuit of the profound mysteries and the Dao. It seeks the mysteries of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements, and inquires about the Dao that opened up civilization.

The child remembered it and grasped the core idea.

The essence of fortune telling is not arithmetic, but the mastery of the laws governing the elements in the universe.

Martial arts strengthens one's physical body through internal cultivation.

Science incorporates the power of heaven and earth into oneself; it is an external approach.

One internal, one external, different paths leading to the same destination.

"That's right."

Qiu Mian nodded, his voice unconsciously carrying a hint of admiration.

Jiang Yun looked up at him, then pointed at him and then at herself.

"study."

In short, it was decisive and efficient.

Qiu Mian paused for a moment, then smiled.

It wasn't a perfunctory laugh; I genuinely found it interesting.

A two-month-old baby lay on his researcher's manuscript, looked at the fortune-telling for half an hour, and then looked up at him and said, "Teach me."

"The Empire has special academies for gifted young children," he shook his head, "but the earliest they can enroll is two years old."

He patted Jiang Yun's head: "After all, not everyone can become this smart in two months. For the first two years, just stay with your parents and maintain your physical and mental health. Family harmony is also part of cultivation."

Jiang Yun was somewhat disappointed.

Two years old? That means we'll have to wait a full two years.

Qiu Mian raised the corners of his mouth slightly, took out a tablet from the drawer, and brought up the Empire's official teaching library.

"However," he continued, "you can study some basic materials on your own during this time. I will grant you access."

He tapped a few times on the tablet, and a huge resource library unfolded on the screen.

[Imperial Early Childhood Genius Education Library]