Chapter 285: Chapter 283: The Might of the Celestial Secret Dao

The next moment, white light shot from Zhu Ge’s eyes, illuminating the area around him.

The very fabric of the world appeared before his eyes.

Beneath his feet, the earth was a dense tapestry of ? trigrams. When he looked up, the sky was a dense canopy of ? trigrams.

There were also other trigrams, such as ?, ?, ?, and ?.

Then, the trigrams drifted apart, transforming into countless threads that converged upon Bai Mei.

The threads moved and contorted, seemingly twisting into a series of abstract images.

The Past!

The Future!

This was what the trigrams revealed—the Celestial Secret itself!

"Celestial Secret Dao!" Zhu Ge spoke three words. He then raised the Purgatory Star Rod and tapped it forward.

The next moment, all the phenomena vanished.

"This, this is..." an elder stammered in astonishment.

The disciples, after a second of silence, exploded into an uproar.

"How is that possible! That was Sword Intent!!"

"How did it dissipate? It’s not like it was some kind of Immortal Technique!"

"Even a common Cloud Formation and Rain Technique shouldn’t have dissipated that quickly!"

"I don’t understand. I just don’t understand."

Each disciple was more shocked than the last.

That strike from Zhu Ge’s rod had been like striking a fatal weakness. It was as if, rather than confronting the powerful jet from a pressure washer, he had simply flipped the off switch.

It was as if he hadn’t chosen to fight the torrent from a pressure washer, but had simply flicked its switch instead.

With a fraction of the effort, he had solved the entire problem.

Far in the distance, Jian Wuxin’s expression turned grave as he watched.

At the same time, figure after figure appeared high in the sky.

Among them was Cao Zhi, who had previously been rejected when he’d asked to become Zhu Ge’s disciple, as well as several other Fusion Realm experts and powerful figures.

"So this is the New Confucian Dao?! It’s incredibly powerful!"

"For a moment, I thought I was witnessing the Ancient Body Refining Martial Dao, shattering all techniques through sheer force."

"A skill like that... it’s practically a Dao in its own right."

"This New Confucian Dao... I have to learn it!"

These individuals were responsible for "escorting" Zhu Ge to Shengjing, so this was the perfect opportunity to observe the New Confucian Dao.

Now, seeing Zhu Ge break Bai Mei’s Sword Intent with such ease, these people could no longer sit still.

"I have to become his disciple! Me too!"

"Cao Zhi, you really lucked out!"

"A Great Dao like this is truly a once-in-a-millennium sight."

They all looked at Cao Zhi with envy.

Cao Zhi rubbed his nose and smiled. "It’s best if none of you disturb Master Zhu. He’s currently honing his Yi Dao. If you interrupt him, don’t forget about... *that* person."

The moment he finished speaking, the others all thought of True Monarch Minmian, and a look of sober realization dawned in their eyes.

True Monarch Minmian had really been having fun messing with them recently.

One moment he’s sneezing, the next his nose is running, then he’s coughing.

He was certainly giving it his all to act like a mortal.

This led them to suspect that True Monarch Minmian might have taken another step in his cultivation, reaching some powerful state of profound, natural simplicity.

The old True Monarch Minmian could annihilate cultivators of the same realm with a single slash.

And now?

They didn’t know how strong the current True Monarch Minmian was, but they knew he could annihilate all of them with a single strike.

"Yes, yes, you’re right. We can’t disturb Zhu Ge."

"Yeah, he’s in the middle of a match, after all. I’ll make myself scarce."

"Me too. I’ll wait until Master Zhu has set out on his journey before I ask him."

One by one, the figures vanished from the sky once more.

Meanwhile, Bai Mei, standing opposite Zhu Ge, was utterly dumbfounded.

She stared blankly at Zhu Ge, her grip on her sword wavering.

Zhu Ge stood his ground, a smile on his face as he looked at her. "Miss Bai Mei, you have lost."

Bai Mei finally snapped out of it, realizing she’d been staring at Zhu Ge. A blush crept up her cheeks as she sheathed her sword and cupped her fist. "I have lost!"

"Thank you for the match," Zhu Ge said, returning the salute.

With that, Bai Mei flew away, her departure swift and decisive.

Zhu Ge, however, remained where he was, contemplating the sudden insight he had just experienced.

’Celestial Secret Dao!’

’He was discovering that the Yi Dao could actually be divided into two branches.’

’The first branch is primarily based on the Array Dao. It uses the elements of Heaven, Earth, Wind, Thunder, Water, Fire, Mountain, and Lake as the foundation for its arrays. By combining Spiritual Power with Literary Energy, it can manipulate all the phenomena of the world.’

’The second is the Celestial Secret Dao!’

’It is for deducing Celestial Secrets and divining the past, present, and future!’

’Divination is its primary function. It can be used to calculate the past and foresee multiple future possibilities.’

’But besides that, he had finally discovered in the heat of battle that divination also had a combat application.’

’By simply channeling his Literary Energy, he could see his opponent’s next move.’

’And even their weaknesses!’

’Bai Mei’s Sword Intent wasn’t weak, but it hadn’t even reached the stage of True Intent Manifestation. For Zhu Ge, breaking it was ridiculously easy.’

"Does anyone else wish to spar?"

Zhu Ge smiled, his gaze sweeping over the crowd.

’He was actually looking forward to it. This was a perfect opportunity to use these spars to perfect his Celestial Secret Dao.’

"I will," a young Sword Cultivator said, stepping out from the crowd.

He was tall and slender with a handsome face. A longsword hung at his waist, its scabbard engraved with a single bamboo leaf.

Unlike Bai Mei’s cold aloofness, this man possessed a bamboo-like resilience—tall, straight, and unyielding.

His footsteps were light, making almost no sound on the green flagstones, yet each step was firm and steady, as if his feet had taken root.

"It’s Senior Brother Zhu Qing!" someone in the crowd shouted.

"Senior Brother Zhu Qing is at the Peak of the Third Realm, a genius of the Sword Dao! It’s said he’s already got one foot through the door of Sword Intent Manifestation—even stronger than Senior Sister Bai Mei!"

"Senior Brother Zhu Qing almost made it onto the Sheji Chart last year!"

The disciples grew excited.

Zhu Qing walked before Zhu Ge and cupped his fist. "Zhu Qing, disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect. I ask for your instruction, Mister Zhu Ge."

Zhu Ge returned the salute. "Please."

Zhu Qing drew his longsword. The body of the blade was a vibrant green, and faint bamboo-leaf patterns were visible upon its edge.

He gripped the hilt, the sword’s tip angled toward the ground. He stood like a stalk of green bamboo—tall, straight, and resilient.

His breathing was slow and steady.

It was like the mountain wind sighing through a bamboo grove, a soft, rustling sound.

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