“Hanging Temple.”

Jiang Wang gave an affirmative answer.

“What’s the old monk’s Dharma name?”

“Bitter Awareness.”

“Very strong?”

“Inscrutable.”

“Then that must be it.” Xiang Qian flipped over and sat up. “The current abbot of Hanging Temple is Grandmaster Bitter Fate. This monk is of the same generation as the abbot!”

“The generations of Hanging Temple are ‘Deliverance, Action, Stability, Stillness, Observation, Intention, Heart, Compassion, Suffering, Purity, Emptiness, all by Dharma’s Grace.’ Now, it is the ‘Bitter’ generation that is in charge.”

He murmured, “Such a powerful sect with a long history must have some insight.”

Seeing that Xiang Qian seemed to know a lot about Hanging Temple and reacted so strangely, Jiang Wang couldn’t help but ask, “Do those things that make you feel hopeless include Hanging Temple?”

“Not quite.” Xiang Qian sat on the edge of the bed, slightly lowering his head. “I just went there…”

“Did you become a monk there too?”

Jiang Wang realized his question was a bit inappropriate as soon as he asked. Why did he say “too”… He had absolutely no desire to be a monk.

Xiang Qian didn’t seem to notice this. His voice was now filled with intense loss, but also an undeniable sense of pride. “My master once tested his sword against the world, and he always took me along to observe. Hanging Temple was just one of the places.”

The appearance of Bitter Awareness seemed to have stirred up Xiang Qian’s memories, bringing all the emotions that had been suppressed beneath his numbness to the surface.

Sword testing the world! Hanging Temple was just one of them!

The information revealed in this statement was too shocking.

Jiang Wang’s throat felt a little dry. “Your master tested his sword against Hanging Temple, what was the outcome?”

“Among the courtyards of Hanging Temple, the Head Monk of the Dragon Subduing Courtyard, Bitter Disease, is considered the strongest in terms of combat power. My master defeated him!”

Xiang Qian’s dead, fish-like eyes were now also shrouded in a light of reverence, showing his master’s position in his heart.

The sword testing was mainly for sparring, not to challenge the sect, so he naturally wouldn’t fight the abbot of Hanging Temple, Grandmaster Bitter Fate. But among those below the abbot, the Head Monk of the Dragon Subduing Courtyard, Bitter Disease, was the strongest in combat power. Xiang Qian’s master being able to defeat him was enough to prove the name of the Flying Sword Three Apexes of the Flying Sword Era.

“That whatever Bitter Awareness, although I don’t know him, if my master were alive, he would never dare to say that I am a jinx…”

Speaking of this, Xiang Qian suddenly stopped. He couldn’t continue.

His heart was too full of complex emotions, and he was choked with sobs.

Jiang Wang couldn’t offer any comfort for this kind of emotion, so he could only sigh, “Your master’s grace surpasses the world. Although I haven’t seen him, my heart yearns for him!”

“Yes.” Xiang Qian said, “I respect him as I respect a god!”

“However, however…”

He fell into reminiscence. “My master tested his sword against the world to hone his sword’s edge, to be in the strongest state, to fight his lifelong Dao enemy.”

“I followed my master in his battles across the world. Divine Altar cultivators were worthy of making him出手, and True realm cultivators were worthy of a fight… I never saw him lose once!”

Such a powerful expert!

Jiang Wang listened with a surge of emotions in his heart.

True Person was equivalent to a cultivator in the Insightful Truth realm, and to have traveled across the world without a single defeat meant that Xiang Qian’s master was at least almost invincible in the Insightful Truth realm at that time.

Xiang Qian continued, “Later, my master said that the time had come. He only needed one more battle to step onto the pinnacle of transcendence. And he would reserve this battle for his lifelong Dao enemy.”

“That battle, my master still took me with him.”

“That was a battle I will never forget.”

“My master faced that person…”

“That person…”

Xiang Qian’s eyes suddenly drooped. “That person, with just one punch, shattered my master’s lifebound flying sword…”

“Who was that person?” Jiang Wang asked.

“He, he…” Xiang Qian suddenly clenched his fists tightly, his fingers digging into his flesh, and blood flowed out.

And he was already in tears. “I don’t even have the courage to say his name!”

Jiang Wang was silent.

The existence he respected as a god was defeated with just one punch. This directly shattered his faith! Such a devastating blow was indeed not something that ordinary people could endure.

Xiang Qian was only in the Soaring Dragon realm, yet he had combat power comparable to a cultivator in the Inner Mansion realm, and he wasn’t very old.

It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that his future was limitless.

Many people couldn’t understand his despair and decadence.

But that was only because they had never had the same experience.

What was a True Person?

The Lord of Zhuang State, Zhuang Gaoxian, didn’t hesitate to sacrifice the people of an entire city to break through the final barrier and achieve the Insightful Truth realm.

A foreign turtle beast with pseudo-Insightful Truth realm combat power in You Country was supported by the power of the entire nation.

That was undoubtedly the peak of the path of cultivation!

And a True Person who was almost invincible in the same realm had his lifebound flying sword shattered by his opponent with just one punch.

If you witnessed all of this with your own eyes, how could you not be desperate, not decadent?

His master, whom he regarded as a god, was killed in battle, and his fighting spirit was also shattered! So he escaped by drinking all day, living a numb life.

“For our lineage, the sword is life. If the flying sword is shattered, the master cannot live.”

Xiang Qian said, “My master stubbornly carried me away. That person… didn’t stop us. My master said that he disdained it, he didn’t care!”

“I know how proud my master was. That’s probably the most unbearable thing for him before he died.”

“Before he died, my master told me that it wasn’t that our Unique Sword Dao was weak, it wasn’t that flying swords were weak, it was that he was unworthy! That person could not care about him, but he could not not care about his sword dao! He wanted me to devote myself to the sword dao, work hard and move forward, and clear the name of flying swords in the future.”

“But!”

Xiang Qian held his head, in great pain. “I can’t even catch up with my master in this life, so how can I defeat that person… and clear the name of flying swords? No matter how hard I try… it’s useless!”

Jiang Wang was silent for a long time, and after his emotions had been released, he said, “First of all, you have to know that your master was very strong, very strong. He tested his sword against the world, was invincible in the True realm, and can be called a hero. Listening to it, I also admire him.”

“However, you respect him as a god, but he is not a god! He will make mistakes, he will be defeated, these are things that are possible, and they are not so unbelievable.”

“And even gods cannot be eternally invincible. I know a netherworld god who planned for hundreds of years, and even descended to the mortal world in person, but was repelled by a small country. That small country is called Zhuang, and the Lord of Zhuang achieved the Insightful Truth realm by stepping on the so-called god. And that god, not long ago, had his descended body chopped into mincemeat by the Marquis of Dingyuan of Great Qi, witnessed by the three armies!”

“Gods will also be defeated, and so was your master.”

“I very much respect your master, but you… may not be inferior to him!”

“Because he is gone, and being invincible in the True realm is his peak. But you are still alive, you have infinite possibilities.”

“Let’s talk about the ‘hopelessness’ again. I want to tell you about two people.”

“The first person is Wang Yiwu. Before him, the limit of the Heaven Reaching realm had been drawn by past geniuses, and countless geniuses found it difficult to reach that position, and those who barely touched it thought it was perfection. Only he, from the beginning, believed that it was not the limit, and lingered in the Soaring Dragon realm for many years for this reason, and was secretly ridiculed by countless people. That was a boundary that was almost a world iron rule in the past. Isn’t it hopeless to challenge it?”

“But in the end, he redefined the limit!”

Regardless of his position, Jiang Wang admired Wang Yiwu himself very much.

The strong are naturally worthy of respect.

“And the second person, although he was born in a very prominent family, he was congenitally deficient. Because his father died early, he couldn’t get too many resources at all, and his cultivation was always at the bottom. There were many talents in that family, and one of the most dazzling geniuses, from childhood, showed his brilliance and was praised as ‘taking away the brilliance of his peers,’ and was also regarded as the undisputed successor of the family. No one has ever been able to compete with him at all. Even Wang Yiwu, who broke the past limit of the Heaven Reaching realm, admitted that he was not as good.”

“And the person I’m telling you about, this congenitally deficient person, has been staring at the position of the head of the family since he was a child, wanting to compete with that undisputed dazzling genius. Is it ridiculous? Is it hopeless?”

“But he has just led the battle to destroy the Yang State, opening up three prefectures of land for the Qi State, and winning a wealth of capital for himself. And I firmly believe that he will be able to achieve final victory!”

“This person is the harmless-looking fatty you mentioned.”

“His name is Chong Xuansheng.”