Chapter 103: I Truly Am A Waste
“Shi Feizhe, meeting at seven o’clock!”
“Shi Feizhe, why are you back so late again…”
“Shi Feizhe, the child wet the bed again, get up…”
“Shi Feizhe, overtime on Sunday!”
Shi Feizhe, past the age of thirty-five, reminisced about his life.
It felt just average.
Average academic performance, average school, average job, average salary, and a life that fell far short.
Falling far short meant feeling like life was a failure.
After wandering in society for over a decade, he was a waste, accomplishing nothing.
In his twenties, he listened to his colleagues in their thirties lamenting about their lives. On the surface, he comforted them, but secretly laughed in his heart.
When he reached his thirties, he would definitely not be as foolish as them!
But when he actually reached his thirties, he was even worse off than those colleagues.
It turned out that the fool was actually him!
Admitting that his past self was a fool was growth!
Only when death approached did he feel the urge to cry!
It was because in this lifetime, there wasn’t a single thing he could be proud of.
A past filled with mediocrity was his greatest regret!
Fortunately, he had the chance to live again!
Even better, this world actually had martial arts, and he was a martial arts genius!
The ใTrue Origin Sword Finger Formulaใ, which others couldn’t practice, he could practice after a little research!
The ใDark Spring Divine Shadow Recordใ that others imparted to him, he could even slightly modify the visualization method with his own insights!
The ใTwelve-Layered Pagodaใ, which others couldn’t master, he picked up immediately!
The visualization method ใSun and Moon Concentric Artใ, which drove others mad, he practiced steadily, his mind’s visualization dividing into two, and even faintly able to split into a third!
Given time, he believed he would definitely become invincible, and then he could accomplish what he wanted to do.
Although the Jianghu was crazy, he felt it was still alright. The things people did for survival and life weren’t considered crazy.
It was just a form of outcry!
Compared to working a job where every day felt like a blunt knife cutting into his heart, the Jianghu was truly alright.
He was fortunate; the people he met in the Jianghu were all quite good. He was willing to keep the kindness he encountered in the Jianghu in his heart, and then treat the Jianghu with kindness, making it a better place.
There were too many beasts of burden in his previous life, and he hoped there would be fewer in this Jianghu world.
This was what he wanted to do, very simple, very down-to-earth.
Spreading martial arts throughout the land was a means, not an end.
This way, when he died again, he would feel that his life had meaning, no longer a life that fell far short.
In this white world, Shi Feizhe felt himself becoming smarter. The martial arts he didn’t understand before, he now understood.
The problems he couldn’t figure out before, he now figured out.
His previous life’s knowledge, the martial arts practiced in this world, and the knowledge from the Great Cai Armory, all fused together in his wisdom, were re-understood by Shi Feizhe, forming something of his own!
From time to time, a golden dragon circled around his ears, telling him the martial arts secrets of the Great Cai Dynasty.
And the old man’s voice, like a bird’s-eye view, explained profound martial arts.
The foundation of martial arts lay in blood, Qi, and spirit. All changes in martial arts originated from the “spirit,” from the martial artist’s understanding of the techniques.
If he believed he was visualizing the Ten Kings of Hell, then during his cultivation, his True Qi attribute would naturally be different from others.
The human body was a great treasure, and the key to this treasure was thought!
This was what made humans different from other races!
I think therefore I am, I am therefore I am strong!
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After comprehending this point, the divine sword in Shi Feizhe’s sea of consciousness let out a sword cry, as if shedding dust, its sword light piercing the sky, like mist and gauze, ethereal and boundless.
And the Great Sage Sun Wukong became even more vivid and lifelike, even able to grin, holding his staff and performing a staff flourish.
Between the Great Sage Sun Wukong and the divine sword, a thin, transparent mirror slightly curved, changing from a “โ” shape to a “ไบบ” shape.
The ใSun and Moon Concentric Artใ had split into a third visualization.
It was a pitch-black vortex, a new technique Shi Feizhe had deduced after “enlightening” his wisdom.
It was just that it was still incomplete, hence the pitch-black vortex.
As Shi Feizhe continued to deduce, the pitch-black vortex gradually collapsed, slowly condensing into a symbol resembling ฮฆ.
The symbol resembling ฮฆ was actually a combination of 0 and 1, representing binary, representing endless computation, representing supreme wisdom!
ฮฆ flickered constantly, filling Shi Feizhe’s entire consciousness space with countless ฮฆs.
As the saying goes, practicing martial arts without training the mind is worse than not practicing at all!
Martial arts truly needed wisdom to become stronger!
This technique was created under the inspiration of Yuan Jiuzhong’s move “Enlighten,” utilizing supreme wisdom, intended to enlighten martial arts practitioners throughout the land.
It could be called ใSupreme Wisdom Sutraใ, or it could be called ใBasic Knowledge of Martial Arts Popularization 1.0ใ.
The enhancement of wisdom boosted the “spirit,” which in turn fed back to the physical body, making True Qi continuously generate within him. From a babbling brook-like True Qi, it transformed into surging waves, and then converged into a sea!
This was the Qi Sea!
After the True Qi converged into a sea, it continued to surge, accompanying Shi Feizhe’s ceaseless deductions in the realm of wisdom. The True Qi was boundless, about to form a vast and limitless sky!
Just then, in the white world before him, he heard a furious roar, “Old bastard! Fuck you!”
With a “boom,” it was as if the white sky was cleaved open, followed by a thunderous shattering! Accompanying the shattering of the white world was an incredibly scorching heatwave.
The heatwave carried sand, like a giant hammer, directly smashing Shi Feizhe to who knows where.
With a “wah,” Shi Feizhe collapsed onto the sand, vomiting blood.
He felt terrible right now.
The physical injuries were secondary; the main issue was that he could no longer sense the wisdom in his mind.
Just now, he felt like he knew everything, all the secrets of martial arts at his fingertips, feeling truly invincible.
Now… his mind was blank, even the constantly flickering ฮฆ symbol had stopped flickering, only flashing once after a long while!
Those martial arts secrets seemed to have left him, and he had become dull-witted, unable even to calculate the distances between planets.
He had become that ordinary martial arts genius again, not the omniscient god of martial arts.
Like a high-end computer running a AAA game suddenly turning into a Pentium 286, it froze!
The immense feeling of emptiness and disappointment made him stare blankly, thinking about nothing, just burying his head in the sand, pondering the profound knowledge from moments ago.
Damn it, I truly am a waste now!
While Shi Feizhe considered himself a waste, Hua Chonglang, who had broken through Yuan Jiuzhong’s punch, felt immense pain.
Under the influence of “Enlighten,” he faced the warmest moments of his life, and also the most painful.
He could choose to erase the warmth, becoming a cold and heartless person, and from then on, he would have no weaknesses.
But he chose to keep it, because he really, really, really wanted to hear that person call him “A-Lang” once more!
Forgetting her was easy.
Remembering her would be painful.
But if he forgot her, what meaning would his life have? He would just be a heartless, murderous demon, no longer human!
In the Jianghu, it was easy to become a demon, a madman, a killer, a bastard.
But being human was difficult!
For the sake of being human, Hua Chonglang chose to remember the pain and regret!
“Master Yuan! You damn bastard!”
Actually, binary is represented by B, but B is too out of place here, so ฮฆ is used instead!
A “wage slave” is the kind of person who works in a private company, neither good at flattery nor possessing exceptional skills. By their thirties, they become old and complacent. If someone kicks them from behind, they’ll do some work, but if no one kicks them, they won’t move, like livestock, having lost their passion for life, living numbly!
