Becoming a Sage Starts From Condensing the Essence of Time

Chapter 17: Observing Luo Qingchen's Humiliation, Condensing the Dao Fruit Fearlessly

In the room, the maidservant of the Lin Residence had long prepared clean clothes for An Le.

Originally, the maidservant wanted to change An Le's clothes, but she was rejected. The room fell into silence. The sound of the rain outside the window was melodious, making the room even quieter.

An Le sat on the chair with a calm expression. This attack at the entrance of Jing Street was a little unexpected, but it was not that hard to accept.

As the capital of the current Great Zhao, Lin'an Prefecture was intertwined with various factions and benefactors. There were all kinds of entanglements and all kinds of inside information. It was difficult to capture the source.

"The person who sent people to attack me today was that painter, Liu Qingyan. However, since I have entered the Lin Residence, I have a status. Coupled with the Provincial Scholar's reputation, how can this Liu Qingyan dare to attack me?"

"Therefore, there's someone behind Liu Qingyan, and that person is Luo Qingchen, who was in the carriage today?"

An Le poured himself a glass of water and sipped it while deep in thought.

Luo Qingchen originally wanted Liu Qingyan to enter the Lin Residence as an artist… but he was intercepted by An Le?

Behind Luo Qingchen, there was probably a force standing. The other party's target… was the Lin Residence.

However, since they dared to attack him at the entrance of Jing Street, their relationship with the Lin Residence must not be good, or even rebellious.

This was a dispute between benefactors, and he, An Le, was like a mayfly that was accidentally involved and inexplicably affected.

An Le frowned and slowly sorted out a line in his mind. He vaguely captured the truth of some things.

His slender fingers and well-defined joints tapped lightly on the table. In the dark room, An Le slowly exhaled.

He had a thought.

A light screen appeared.

...

[Name: An Le]

[Age Qi: 6 wisps]

[Age Dao Fruit: Cultivation Genius (3/10), Sword Dancer (0/10)]

[Cultivation Technique: Sword Waterfall Diagram (0 wisp), Qi Drawing Breathing Technique (1 wisp)]

[Skill: Five Animals Body Tempering Technique (0 wisp), Zhao Zu's Long Fist (Incomplete) (1 wisp)]

...

Now that he had accumulated six wisps of Age Qi, he had drawn four wisps from Luo Qingchen and his coachman. He had just seen Lin Zhuifeng, so he had gotten two more wisps.

Today, An Le truly felt the difference between him and a powerful cultivator. However, An Le was not dejected or desperate. Instead, his fighting spirit surged.

Just as Luo Qingchen had said, the young man had a ferocious tiger in his chest, and that ferocious tiger… was An Le's ambition to be powerful.

Age Qi was what An Le relied on.

He closed his eyes and began to distribute the Age Qi, but his mind had just moved.

A golden light suddenly surged in front of him. Golden Age Qi intertwined like an incense pillar and burned.

An Le could not help but be pleasantly surprised. He did not expect to obtain a wisp of golden Age Qi.

The space in front of him rippled like water, and an image appeared.

...

It was snowing heavily.

A white-robed figure walked through the snow. He carried a long and narrow yellow pear wooden box on his back as if he was walking on flat ground.

This figure was none other than Luo Qingchen.

Opposite Luo Qingchen was a cottage. The roof was covered by the heavy snow, as if it was about to collapse.

In the cottage, a handsome young man could be vaguely seen sitting quietly. Water was boiling in the furnace, and hot steam was billowing from the mouth of the furnace. A few tea leaves were floating up and down in the boiling water.

"I'm Luo Qingchen from Qingzhou. I'm here to challenge all the elites in the world. I've nurtured my sword intent and have won all of them so far. My sword intent is abundant. Only then would I dare to test the strength of the top scholar."

Luo Qingchen's white clothes were as white as snow. He bowed slightly and said, his voice ethereal, carrying supreme arrogance and fighting spirit.

On this day, Luo Qingchen was in high spirits, like a hidden dragon emerging from the abyss, extremely dazzling.

The sound shook off a few snowflakes on the roof of the cottage, causing rustling sounds like the rustling of bamboo leaves.

In the cottage, the handsome man turned his head slightly. Although he was dressed in plain clothes, he looked noble. He glanced at Luo Qingchen and shook his head. "Your sword intent is not enough."

"How would you know if you don't try?"

Luo Qingchen sat upright on the snowy ground like a floating cloud. He took off the box of yellow pear wooden swords on his back and placed it across his legs as if he were playing a zither.

He opened the gold-forged lock and opened the wooden box. There were six palm-sized small swords lying in the box. They were three silver and three gray.

In the cottage, the handsome man no longer paid attention to Luo Qingchen. The water in the stove boiled, poured into the bowl, and began to make tea.

The yellow stamens were roasted, and the bowls swirled with dust.

The man looked at the tea leaves blooming like flowers in the bowl of water and could not help but smile.

Outside the cottage, in the snow.

Luo Qingchen, who was dressed in white and blended in with the snow, saw that the man was ignoring him and took the initiative to attack. He released his mental power and blew out a wisp of air. In an instant, the small sword in the box rose into the wind like a dandelion.

He exhaled again, breathing out sword qi.

The six small swords drew an arc in the air and shot out, drawing marks on the white snow. They were murderous and carried the coldness of the snowy day as they sped towards the man in cloth clothes who was drinking tea in the cottage.

This was Luo Qingchen's proudest move.

The silver swords were the main attack, and the gray swords were hidden. They seemed to disappear from the world and fuse with the shadows.

He blew away the steam in the bowl and took a sip of tea.

Facing the six flying small swords, the man in cloth clothes finally glanced sideways and shook his head gently.

Then, he raised his hand and grabbed.

The cloth-clothed man easily captured the six small swords and placed them on the table.

The cloth-clothed man slowly stood up and walked out of the cottage.

Looking at Luo Qingchen, who was sitting on the snowy ground in disbelief, he was expressionless.

Then, the man raised his hand again and pressed his palm down.

In an instant.

Luo Qingchen felt a majestic mental power crashing down like a mountain.

That hand seemed to want to crush his spine, make him bend over, make him submit…

Luo Qingchen had abundant sword intent, but under the terrifying pressure, he was still pressed into the snow. His sword was broken, and his will was covered in dust.

Snowflakes exploded around him and fell from the sky as if it were snowing heavily.

The man in the cottage retracted his hand, brushed off his clothes, and sat down to drink tea again.

Outside the hall, snowflakes fluttered.

Only Luo Qingchen's sorrowful whimpers lingered in the snow, perhaps because his Dao heart was covered in dust, or perhaps because his six swords had been detained.

...

The scene gradually dissipated, and the blue light was hidden. An Le came back to his senses.

It was still quiet in the room, and the spring rain was falling outside the window.

An Le let out a breath of turbid air. He did not expect that this wisp of Age Qi was actually hiding such a secret.

"This Luo Qingchen failed in his challenge to the man in plain clothes and was oppressed by his power. His Dao heart was clouded… Therefore, at the entrance of Jing Street, he also wanted to use his power to oppress me and make me bend over."

An Le pondered for a moment. This Luo Qingchen… what he had endured before, he wanted others to bear it as well… He must have suffered psychological distortions.

However, Luo Qingchen was bullied by Madam Hua again today, and his heart was probably going to become even more twisted.

Luo Qingchen shook his head. This Age Qi was obviously not because of his smugness, but more because of his dejectedness, which left an extremely deep impression on Luo Qingchen.

Therefore, it was left behind by the Age Qi.

In front of him, blue words appeared.

[Obtained Age Dao Fruit: Fearless Heart]

[Note: Fearless Heart (Dao Fruit): With the Fearless Heart, you will be fearless. Your spine will not bend. You will press forward and cut through the calamity. Being fearless can nurture your cultivation.]

A wisp of Molten Gold Age Qi condensed into the Fearless Heart Dao Fruit!

An Le's eyes flashed slightly, and a hint of joy surged in his heart. Seeing that Luo Qingchen's spine had been crushed and his Dao heart was covered in dust, he had instead condensed a Fearless Heart. This Dao fruit condensed from a strange angle… Was it the opposite?!

If Luo Qingchen knew, he would probably be so angry that it would be difficult for him to think straight.

An Le studied it carefully and realized that the Age Dao Fruit this time was different from the other Dao Fruits. It seemed that it could not be augmented with Age Qi.

However, the effect of the Dao Fruit Fearless Heart was extremely good. With the Fearless Heart in his body, he should have no fear. With the Fearless Heart, the young man's back was like a pillar of heaven. No matter how great the pressure was, it could not be broken. Moreover, breaking through the calamity could strengthen the Fearless Heart and nourish his cultivation, causing strength to increase!

"In that case, Luo Qingchen oppressing me today will be a stepping stone in my heart. In the future, if I defeat him, bully him, and kill him, I will be able to strengthen my Fearless Heart and obtain feedback from my cultivation level…"

An Le was deep in thought.

After becoming stronger, he had a greater determination and will to defeat Luo Qingchen.

He closed his eyes and continued to study the Age Qi. A wisp of Age Qi turned into a Dao Fruit, but the remaining five wisps were no longer Molten Gold Age Qi. Therefore, An Le used all of them on the Dao Fruit [Cultivation Genius], increasing it to eight wisps.

He vaguely felt that his mind seemed to be clearer, and his comprehension of the Sword Waterfall Diagram had deepened.

Clearly, it was a change after the Cultivation Genius Dao Fruit was enhanced.

After doing all this, An Le changed into clean clothes. His hair was slightly moist, and his face was jade-like as he left the room.

The delicate maidservant was already waiting outside the room. When she saw the handsome An Le coming out, her eyes were filled with shyness. She carefully led the way and brought An Le to the Heavenly Wave Water Pavilion.

The spring rain above the Water Pavilion returned to normal and landed in the large pool with ripples.

In the main hall, Madam Hua was reading a book while Lin Qingyin and Lin Zhuifeng were eating pastries.

An Le stepped into the main hall and greeted Lin Qingyin and Lin Zhuifeng with a bow. He also obtained two wisps of Age Qi from Lin Qingyin.

Lin Qingyin's Age Qi was not as strong as Lin Zhuifeng's, but there were still eight wisps.

"An Le greets Madam Hua. Thank you for your help, Madam Hua."

An Le cupped his fists and bowed sincerely.

Madam Hua put down the book in her hand and looked at An Le. She was slightly stunned.

Originally, she thought that An Le would be depressed after being oppressed by Luo Qingchen, and his fighting spirit would dim. She was about to call him over to give him a few words of encouragement and enlighten him.

However, she did not expect the young man to show no signs of dejectedness and disappointment.

It was even to the extent that he underwent a transformation. His eyes were bright, his back was like a heavenly pillar, and his aura was robust like a primordial bell!

There was also a hint of fearlessness!

He was like a hidden blade that was as sharp as a peerless swordsman who had yet to unsheathe, but once he was unsheathed, no matter what was in front of him, the aura of a sword could cut through the black clouds!

The young man had a fierce tiger and a fearless heart in his chest!

Madam Hua's eyes flashed with surprise. This young man might be a treasure after all.