Chapter 146: Heaven-Altering and Earth-Crushing Mental Art

Chapter 146: Heaven-Transforming, Earth-Striking Mental Art (Seeking Subscriptions)

Wanwan Shanjing was somewhat dazed, yet the little princess’s pride told her she must not lose at this moment!

Therefore, after racking her brains for a short while, Wanwan Shanjing said, "As the saying goes, a destined affinity brings people together from a thousand miles apart!" Well, she was already dropping hints.

Zheng Jian immediately retorted, "Yet another saying goes, 'Enemies are bound to cross paths!' "

Grievance value from Wanwan Shanjing +999.

"You really are an enemy!" the little princess thought with exasperation, "In heaven, we wish to be twin birds flying wing to wing; on earth, we wish to be branches entwined together."

Zheng Jian chuckled, "Husband and wife are merely birds of the same forest; when disaster strikes, each flies their separate ways!"

Grievance value from Wanwan Shanjing +999.

The little princess was on the verge of a breakdown, pressing her lips tightly together, unable to utter another word...

Zheng Jian’s heart skipped a beat. *Holy crap, am I shearing this sheep way too hard?*

"Alright, alright, I'll stop teasing. Look at you—as the saying goes, a prime minister's abdomen can hold a boat."

Wanwan Shanjing petulantly replied, "I am no prime minister, I am merely a young maiden! And another saying goes, 'The most venomous is a woman's heart!'"

Zheng Jian: *Fine then, the little maiden has managed to reclaim one round!*

*Close enough, no need to rush.*

"By the way, little Jingjing, has your mother returned yet?" Zheng Jian changed the subject.

Wanwan Shanjing first shook her head, then nodded.

"??? Did she return or not? What, could her soul have returned while her body stayed behind?" Zheng Jian asked in astonishment.

Wanwan Shanjing: "..."

What kind of twisted logic was that?

At this moment, in her mind, Zheng Jian had transformed into a little mouse, being relentlessly beaten by her!

Grievance value from Wanwan Shanjing +999.

Zheng Jian felt a surge of joy. *Holy crap, just when mountains and rivers seem to end and doubt sets in, a dark willow and bright flowers reveal another village!* He swore he truly hadn't intended to harvest another crop of grievance value just then...

"What I mean is, my mother hasn't returned yet, but she should be arriving soon." Wanwan Shanjing surrendered to Zheng Jian's thought process and had no choice but to explain earnestly.

"Ah, if you had just said so earlier, I would have understood... Very well, I'll go rest for a while. I won't leave until your mother comes back. By the way, the affair with the Giant Kun Gang has been resolved; they shouldn't come to trouble your East Ocean faction anymore," Zheng Jian smiled, and with that, he walked out toward the door.

Wanwan Shanjing hurriedly grabbed Zheng Jian’s sleeve, lowered her head, and whispered, "You... you... didn't you say you were going to take me with you? You are not allowed to sneak away by yourself."

Zheng Jian patted Wanwan Shanjing’s head. "Rest assured, I'll call for you when it's time to go, I promise!"

"That's good! Thank you. You... you can rest in the cabin next door. I promise I won't disturb you," Wanwan Shanjing whispered softly.

Hearing this, Zheng Jian sighed inwardly. *Even after being constantly teased by me, she's still so well-behaved... Such heavy affection from a beauty...*

Without another word, he turned around and stepped into the adjacent cabin.

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Sitting cross-legged on the soft couch inside the room, Zheng Jian immediately sank his consciousness into his mind and opened the Grievance System.

Looking at his balance, which had already surpassed eighty thousand in the exchange store, Zheng Jian said impatiently, "System, I want to redeem the *Heaven-Transforming, Earth-Striking Mental Art*."

"Grievance value deducted. Redemption successful."

Instantly, amidst a brilliant radiance, lines of profound scriptures flowed through Zheng Jian’s mind, and he subconsciously became completely immersed in them.

Within his body, the *Immortal Guiding Art* internal Qi began to circulate, its speed increasing as Zheng Jian comprehended the scriptures.

From an external perspective, Zheng Jian’s figure suddenly took on a somewhat ethereal quality, his expression solemn and majestic.

In Zheng Jian's perception, he seemed to be wandering across a boundless ocean, the sea periodically churning up waves and gleaming with golden crests.

Amidst the waves were various illusory lights and shadows.

Zheng Jian instinctively focused his attention on one of the waves, wanting to see it clearly.

His field of vision zoomed forward rapidly, and that wave gradually grew closer and larger.

When he reached it, Zheng Jian suddenly discovered it was actually a huge, irregular fragment.

Then, the scene flashed, and Zheng Jian found that his surrounding environment had changed. He was no longer in the cabin, but inside a cluttered rental apartment.

Zheng Jian felt somewhat dazed and instinctively glanced sideways. There was a mirror there, and the person in the mirror looked ordinary and plain, with messy, slightly greasy hair and unshaven stubble on his face.

"This is my past life..." Zheng Jian suddenly remembered.

It had been so long; having spent over a dozen years traversing various worlds, Zheng Jian had almost forgotten his past life self.

Yet at this moment, looking at the unfamiliar yet familiar face and the long-lost rental apartment, Zheng Jian gained a sudden enlightenment.

On the table lay a half-eaten cup of instant noodles, and the computer was left on, displaying a gaming interface.

"I remember back then, cultivating immortality while playing World of Warcraft, and finally getting so exhausted that I dozed off slumped over the table. When I woke up, I had arrived in the Swordsman World..."

"What on earth is going on? Could it be that all this time was just a very long dream?"

Stunned, Zheng Jian walked back to the mirror and instinctively reached out his hand.

The reflection in the mirror also wore a dazed expression and similarly reached out a bewildered hand.

Inside and outside the mirror, two identical hands slowly drew closer.

The moment they touched the mirror's surface, the scene before his eyes suddenly turned black and white, and then shattered like glass.

Zheng Jian found himself back above the ocean, floating in mid-air. Before him remained that huge, irregular golden fragment.

"So, this fragment is my memory from the previous life..." Zheng Jian suddenly realized. Following that, he felt his spirit rapidly elevating, rising higher and higher, growing further away from the ocean, while the fragment gradually shrank...

Zheng Jian slowly opened his eyes. He felt his face damp, wet with the traces of tears.

Outside the wooden window, the sound of ocean waves gently lapping against the hull of the ship echoed.

Zheng Jian slowly stood up, feeling his body slightly weak, but his spirit was exceptionally vibrant. He could perceive the people moving about outside the cabin, hear the sound of the ocean outside, hear the cries of seagulls catching small fish, and even hear the fish swimming in the sea.

"So this is the *Heaven-Transforming, Earth-Striking Mental Art*..." Zheng Jian sighed. He could feel the changes within himself—an indescribable sensation, a spiritual baptism from the inside out that broadened his horizons and made his world more splendid.

Within his body, the two opposing forces of life and death from the *Immortal Guiding Art* merged as smoothly as milk and water, completely free of any stagnation. At this moment, if Shi Zhixuan were to witness Zheng Jian’s transformation, he would likely be struck speechless.

For Zheng Jian’s spirit had become consummate and flawless, with no chinks in his mental state. He had truly mastered the *Immortal Guiding Art* to perfection—surpassing even Shi Zhixuan's level of completion!

The spring breeze sneaks into the night, moistening things silently.

It could be called a fortunate coincidence, or a sudden flash of spiritual inspiration. The very first epiphany of the *Heaven-Transforming, Earth-Striking Mental Art* had perfected Zheng Jian's mind, mending the sole flaw he hadn't even been aware of: his obsession with his past life.

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