Is it "knowing" or "understanding"?
The two were debating a point that puzzled onlookers, and Isaac, as an "onlooker," became increasingly confused, repeatedly asking them what was going on.
Yun Wei and Qin Lüshu exchanged a glance and couldn't help but smile.
Qin Lushu said, "What I was most worried about before was that our own understanding of sword intent would deviate from the 'rules' recognized by the world's will. After all, the real referee of this competition is that inexplicable and indescribable great will..."
The people of Bili City had made a "contract" with the visitors from the East Sea, which was a mysterious power from a higher plane.
It's not about simply determining a winner; it's about using sword intent that's recognized by a great will to achieve victory.
In other words, on this arena covered with contract incantations, the more the sword intent used conforms to the rules, the greater its power.
After much rambling and foreshadowing, the young man said, "'Daoran Sword' is not about physical movement; it emphasizes 'nothing to rely on,' meaning transcending external things and relying on nothing—but the moves themselves are also a kind of reliance."
"So Brother Xie forgot the moves and defeated Donghai Ke's 'moves' with 'no moves'." Hearing this, Yun Wei continued, "It's a bit like meditation, isn't it? At first, I also didn't master an efficient meditation method."
"Until one day, I stopped thinking I was meditating, and I actually entered a meditative state," he added, drawing on his own experience.
Attain utmost emptiness, and hold fast to stillness.
The extreme of emptiness is when even the concept of 'emptiness' itself is regarded as nothingness.
It's unclear how Xie Mulang came to this realization, but judging from the outcome, "No Moves" is indeed more in line with the true meaning of Daoran Sword than "Shaving Wood to Startle the Gods".
Moreover, since there are no techniques, the visitor from the East Sea who came from the abyss cannot replicate them.
The result of blindly imitating others is nothing short of a poor imitation, leading only to a hasty and disastrous defeat.
Just then, the audience, who had recovered from the joy of victory, stood up and filed down from the stands, heading towards Xie Mulang and praising him.
Yun Wei noticed that even the old man who had been seriously injured and left the scene earlier had returned. Although he was pale, a smile appeared on his stern and serious face.
Only the young man who bore a resemblance to Huo Mingchan stood in the corner, his smile appearing particularly forced.
The morning's schedule only included the "Daoran Sword" match. Although there were some twists and turns, no one expected the match to end so quickly.
But the timing is awkward; there's still half an hour until lunchtime.
Seeing that Xie Mulang was surrounded by a crowd, Qin Lushu suggested, "Alright, since we've won so well, why don't you two come with me to the Honglu Temple to celebrate later!"
Yun Wei hesitated for a moment, then said, "Wouldn't that be too much of a bother?"
He muttered to himself, "We haven't even won yet, so why is Bili City making such a big fuss?"
As if seeing through his thoughts, Qin Lushu smiled and said, "The Honglu Temple is mainly responsible for receiving distinguished guests from abroad and conducting foreign trade, but Bili City rarely has guests coming from afar, so the focus is on the latter."
"Most of the temple's stewards are not in the city on weekdays, so they use the unused space as a dining hall in the heavens above."
"Brother Yun, don't worry, there are many people dining. Just sit with me."
Seeing the other party's earnestness, Yun Wei had no choice but to agree.
But in reality, Qin Lushu was only half right.
The news of the first victory spread like wildfire throughout the tense atmosphere of the Upper Three Days.
It was New Year's Eve, and many stewards who were originally on leave at home waiting for the New Year couldn't contain their excitement after hearing the news and went up to the Ninth Heaven.
After Yun Wei and the other two had spent some more time together, they followed the crowd from the arena to the Honglu Temple, only to find a huge, bustling crowd.
There were indeed a lot of people.
This even made Yun Wei want to back out.
Qin Lushu quickly comforted him, "It's alright, Brother Yun. In that case, we can just focus on our meal later."
Yun Wei wanted to decline, but he saw Xie Mulang, who was surrounded by people, turn around and mouth something to him, meaning that he would come to drink with him later.
If he left now, the other party would inevitably overthink things, so he had no choice but to continue following behind the crowd in line.
The Honglu Temple was incredibly lively today.
The open courtyard was filled with red sandalwood tables and chairs, all of which were large round tables that could seat ten people, but the seating arrangement was very particular, and one had to be led to one's seat by a waiter.
After waiting for a long time, the three people finally arrived, but the waiter who came out to greet them was taken aback when he saw them.
The waiter was about thirty years old, slightly overweight, dressed in dark black clothes, and had a smile on his face, but Yun Wei keenly sensed an unspeakable malice.
The other person turned to Qin Lushu, cupped his hands, and said, "Oh, it's Lord Qin. It's been a long time."
"Yes, Uncle Huo, it's been a while. I wish you a Happy New Year!" Qin Lushu returned the greeting, but his expression was rather lazy. He simply chuckled and said, "Please arrange seats for the three of us."
Huo San laughed as well, "Alright, Lord Qin, please come in, all three of you."
Instead, they led the three through the hall and into the room, and after some twists and turns, they arrived at a window awning.
Compared to the grand ten-person table in the courtyard, this place is unusually quiet, with only a long table made of purple pear wood that can seat a maximum of six people.
The chubby steward said, "Lord Qin, if we were to arrange things according to official rank, you should sit at the main table in the courtyard. But since you've brought two commoners with you, I think it would be better to arrange for the three of you to sit together."
His words were spoken in a grand and dignified manner, as if he were specifically considering the interests of Qin Lushu.
Qin Lushu wasn't annoyed. He simply sat down gracefully and waved his hand dismissively, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, Third Uncle. You're busy, so we'll sit here."
Yun Wei and Isaac also sat down opposite the young man without changing their expressions.
After Huo San had gone far away, Qin Lushu apologized to Yun Wei, "I'm sorry, Brother Yun, this time Yin Xuan didn't think things through and you were wronged."
Yin Xuan is the character of Qin Lüshu.
Yun Wei didn't really care; he was happy to have some peace and quiet.
Just as Isaac said, he was already a seventh-level archmage, so there was no need for him to get angry with an ordinary person who had no magical fluctuations.
Moreover, the other party's malice was directed at the young man in front of them.
He shook his head and quipped in a low voice, "I've finally seen the truth you said when you were drunk that day."
Qin Lushu smiled bitterly, "That's how those lackeys are, they're deliberately trying to disgust me. At first I didn't understand, and they started making a scene... but in the end, it turned out to be my fault."
Upon hearing this, Yun Wei quickly offered some words of comfort.
Just then, the three of them heard a commotion coming from around the corner under the eaves.
But it was a sharp, clear female voice that shouted angrily, "Huo San, others may not bother with you, you toad, because of your brother, but I, your grandma, won't fall for your act!"
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