Heaven, Earth, and Man.
Returning to Truth!
Inheriting Dao Jade Page, accomplished!
At this moment, Ning Zhuo came from behind, surpassing the leading Gu Qing through Divine Refining, becoming the first to refine the Inheriting Dao Jade Page among all.
"What? Ning Zhuo can actually summon the Three Confucian Gods!" Gu Qingâs mind was utterly shaken.
Ning Zhuo seemed to be in a dreamlike state, looking at the spirit paper before him: "Did I really succeed?!"
He had to admit, there was a gamble involved.
Using Three Talents Array Refining, he didnât have enough time, so he could only rely on Divine Refining.
By borrowing the power of the Gods to achieve his goal.
However, Ning Zhuoâs relationship with the Three Confucian Gods was merely average, so he had no certainty at all. It was purely treating a dead horse as if it were alive. Anyway, it was the only method, worth a try.
As a result, after a trial, hey, it was a success!
"The Zhu Familyâs Divine Summoning Technique is indeed formidable, extremely mysterious." Ning Zhuo realized the value of Zhu Familyâs magic at this moment, instinctively glancing eagerly at Zhu Fenxiang.
Zhu Fenxiang had also made her way to the last stage.
At this moment, she stared at Ning Zhuo blankly, her mouth slightly open, her pupils full of shock and doubt.
"Ning Zhuo with such a relationship with the Three Confucian Gods, succeeded in one go?!"
"This is too far-fetched!"
Zhu Fenxiang had just attempted, but the Three Confucian Gods did not respond at all.
"Ning Zhuo should have used our Zhu Familyâs Divine Summoning Technique. But heâs only at the first level, while I have mastered the entire text."
"No god responded to me, yet Ning Zhuo successfully summoned three gods in succession? What kind of luck is this?!"
The Great Array gradually came to a halt, and Gu Qingâs Paper Embryo had shed all its extravagance, becoming simple and elegant, like a piece of unpolished jade.
Gu Qing activated the Great Array, intending to take out the paper embryo, completing the final step.
But at that moment, seeing Ning Zhuoâs success in papermaking first, his heart skipped a beat!
Ning Zhuo had overtaken him, causing a slight tremble in his hand movements.
His condition was very poor, extremely fatigued, despite his deep heritage, he had been pushed to his limits.
The key was, he had kept himself tense, seeking a spectacular victory to prove himself.
But now, Ning Zhuo had surpassed him!
Gu Qing panicked.
His movements distorted, immediately affecting the paper retrieval.
The paper abruptly shattered, full of cracks on the surface!
Gu Qing: ??!!
For a moment, his eyes were fixed, bloodshot throughout his eyeballs.
"Huh?!" Zhao Hansheng was also startled, never having anticipated that his favored disciple would fail at the crucial moment!
"Qingâer had never been so exhausted in papermaking before. He desperately wanted a significant victory to maintain his reputation!"
"Alas, others approached with ease, while he had been burdened heavily within his heart."
"But the key is... luck."
If Gu Qing had been disturbed earlier, when still in the process of Three Talents Array Refining, even if his movements distorted, it would not have affected the overall situation.
It happened to be when extracting the paper from the array, a crucial point requiring careful protection to allow adaptation.
It was at this point an error occurred, causing the quality of the paper to plummet!
"This... I..." Gu Qing for a time gazed at the cracked paper in his hand, his face a picture of defeat, lips moving, eyes filled with despair.
After a dozen breaths at least, he finally reacted, completing the final step with numb expressions and rigid actions.
Inheriting Dao Jade Page, accomplished!
"Qingâer lost." Zhao Hanshengâs eyes slightly shifted. As soon as Gu Qing failed in paper retrieval, he already foresaw this outcome.
He had intervened in the third round of Confucian Cultivation trials, willingly expending one of his foundational assets, the Papermaking Technique for Inheriting Dao Jade Page, to create a platform for his favored disciple.
Unexpectedly, it resulted in failure.
"Ning Zhuo... This junior is indeed extraordinarily Innate, with commendable heritage."
"He will be a good rival for Qingâer."
"Failure, for Qingâer, is also a good thing." Zhao Hanshengâs eyes reflected Gu Qingâs lost and despondent expression, having accepted the reality before him.
He, a Great Scholar, renowned in Huazhang Country, possesses ample stature, considering such matters of victory and defeat as trifles.
His Divine Sense enveloped the entire venue, capturing the conditions of the remaining cultivators.
The eleven who persevered to the end, more than half, were thwarted along the way.
Around five should succeed in papermaking in the final step.
Among these five were Ning Zhuo, Gu Qing.
However, Zhao Hansheng at this moment was not focused on these five, but rather intentionally or unintentionally directing his gaze towards another individual.
This cultivator appeared elderly, aura of Golden Core Great Perfection, lean as carved jade, with cheekbones slightly prominent resembling hidden peaks concealing mountains, and beneath his chin, three strands of long beard as white as autumn frost, reaching his chest. His ten fingers clear-jointed like bamboo segments, the pads bearing faintly shimmering whorls.
"This person voluntarily abandoned mid-course."
"Otherwise, even if Qingâer hadnât made a mistake, it would be hard to decide the victor against his product."
"This person has been suppressing his strength all along, employing rather clever methods."
Previously, Zhao Hansheng hadnât noticed, but by the ninth Chapter, as numbers dwindled, this old cultivator had revealed himself.
Zhao Hansheng sighed inwardly: "The Myriad Images Sect truly lives up to being the top sect in Flying Cloud Country, indeed, across the various Cultivation Kingdoms, such a super sect is extremely rare."
"Every Feiyun Conference attracts countless talents to join this sect."
"Such a formidable force, is akin to the sea accepting hundreds of rivers, itâs magnificent and vast!"
Three Two Hours passed swiftly.
Several cultivators shook their heads in disappointment, faltering at the final step without success. Zhu Fenxiang was among them.
She felt confused and aggrieved in her heart: "Clearly, the Confucian Godâs Divine Power on me is greater, why didnât I succeed in praying?"
"Not succeeding... is actually normal. After all, the Divine Summoning Technique is such, my relationship with the Three Confucian Gods is merely average."