All the heavens, starting with Little Li Flying Dagger

Chapter 123 King of Titles

It's not that Jiang Biehe has no way to argue with what the book says. With his eloquence, if he wanted to argue, even if those so-called righteous people held a debate, they might not be able to defeat him!

The main reason is that over the years, he has continuously harmed people in the martial arts world to gain fame and profit for himself. Every deed leaves a trace, and there will always be flaws.

In the past, the reputation of the Jiangnan hero protected him from any flaws, but if you really look into it, he would be exposed with a single touch.

Jiang Biehe took out the 'Jiang Qin's Autobiography' from his pocket, gently stroking it with a complex expression.

To be honest, he really wanted to get to know the author of this book. Putting aside any thoughts of scheming against him, the author's understanding and knowledge of him was incredibly insightful!
Especially the phrases "to win by half a move against Heaven" and "to reach the highest point step by step," brought tears to his eyes, as they perfectly expressed his feelings over the years.

Jiang Biehe slowly turned the pages of the book, reaching the last page. His eagle eyes narrowed, and he saw an unfamiliar name.

Wang Gan:

Wandering Writers
Weapon Ranking First
The male master of Yihua Palace
Golden Left and Right Hands

The most handsome man in the world

Amateur Doctor
Zen Buddhist Bodhidharma's successor
Amateur craftsmen

King of the House

Quanxing Sect Leader
Gu Long's First Deepest Affection
Is this guy going to play football all by himself?

One person playing twelve people?
Jiang Biehe was stunned. He couldn't believe there really were such shameless people in the world who had given themselves more than a dozen titles!
Fortunately, Jiang Biehe was shrewd and quickly gleaned some useful information from the series of flashy titles.

"The male master of the Yihua Palace"

A glint appeared in Jiang Biehe's eyes. Yihua Palace... that's no benevolent place.

The Grand Palace Master was not only cruel, but also possessed martial arts skills that were arguably the best in the world.

Anyone who dares to call themselves by such a name either truly is, or they possess the confidence to overpower the Yihua Palace!

Regardless of the possibility, this Wang Gan has a close relationship with Yihua Palace.

Jiang Biehe calmed his mind and made a plan.

The kind of person he is will only accept defeat when he loses, and will never truly repent.

But Jiang Biehe was not flustered, because he had not lost yet. At worst, he could kill Wang Gan and start over after changing his identity.

He could be Jiang Qin, Jiang Biehe, or anyone else!
"Starting from scratch, I will also triumph over fate!"

A sinister look flashed across Jiang Biehe's face, and then he vanished without a trace.

Back at Jiuxiu Manor,

"When are you going to treat my illness?"

Murong Jiu frowned and questioned Wang Gan.

It wasn't that she really wanted to get treatment, but rather that she started to find Wang Gan and his group too noisy at Jiuxiu Manor these past few days.

This was unbearable for Murong Jiu, who always preferred quiet, so she summoned Wang Gan and questioned him.

Murong Jiu was thinking of making Wang Gan back down. Based on what she had learned about Wang Gan over the past few days, it was highly likely that he was talking nonsense about being able to cure her illness.

"The best time to treat your illness was ten years ago."

Wang Gan's face was serious.
"Secondly, tonight."

Murong Jiu's face was cold.
"Is the renowned male master of Yihua Palace planning to go back on his word?"

Clearly, Murong Jiu had also seen Wang Gan's many titles and used them to mock him.

“You should know your illness; it stems from the fossil-making technique you practiced. I’ve seen this technique myself, and it’s truly a remarkable skill.”

"It is through the reshaping of bones and muscles by the cold ice energy that a special physique similar to that of iron and stone is formed. If one can cultivate to the peak, one may be able to compete for the position of the world's best."

From the very beginning, Wang Gan, posing as a healer, had observed this 'Fossil Divine Skill'. It was indeed a masterpiece created by a master who had found a unique path. Not only did its defensive power surpass traditional hard skills like Iron Shirt and Golden Bell Shield, but it also possessed icy internal energy. Upon mastery, it could even achieve the effect of the Golden Thread Robe Skill he had practiced—a state of invulnerability to all things.

With his discerning eye, he believed that the power of this fossil-based divine skill was second only to the four great ancient dragon divine skills, making it a top-tier and profound skill. Otherwise, Murong Jiu would not have been willing to take the risk to cultivate it.

However, there are only two drawbacks: firstly, one must possess a Xuan Yin body and be a virgin to cultivate.

Secondly, during the cultivation process, the cultivator's mind will be eroded by the icy energy, eventually turning into a stone figure without emotion.

This process is irreversible and is not a symptom that can be treated with medicine.

"One solution is to scrap it and rebuild it."

Wang Gan looked at Murong Jiu's cold and aloof appearance.
“Abolish your original Fossil Divine Skill and find another skill of the same level to start over. Anyway... the Fossil Divine Skill has nine revolutions, and you've only reached the third revolution.”

Hearing this, even Murong Jiu, with her temperament, almost rolled her eyes.

First of all, the Fossil Divine Skill is an extremely difficult divine skill, and for her to have cultivated it to the third stage at her age is already considered a rare genius.

Secondly, finding a cultivation technique of the same level as the 'Fossil Divine Skill' that is also suitable for her to practice is simply as difficult as ascending to heaven.

"Unless you bring back the Mingyu Skill from the Yihua Palace, where else can you find a method comparable to the Fossil Divine Skill?"

Murong Jiu said coldly,

"Who says there isn't a martial art comparable to the Fossil Divine Skill?"

Wang Gan's lips curled into a smile.

"I have a method—the Lianhua Treasure Mirror, which uses the quatrain as its core principle, transforming the simple into the complex, and condensing the essence of martial arts from various schools and sects. It is all-encompassing and combines the strengths of all schools. After learning it, ordinary people in the martial arts world will not be able to defeat you in a single move."

As he spoke, Wang Gan recited a few lines of the incantation for the Heart Sutra of Compassionate Flowers, which were easy to remember and exquisitely profound.

Murong Jiu's expression shifted slightly, but she shook her head.
She comes from a family with a long tradition of learning, and she has also mastered the Fossilization Divine Skill. Her vision is so high that it has surpassed that of most people in the martial arts world.

"Although this 'Compassionate Flower Mirror' is complex yet organized, it lacks a general outline of martial arts, thus missing the essence."

"One can become a first-rate player in the world, but not an invincible one."

Wang Gan spoke again.
"I also have a sword technique called the Bai Family Divine Sword. To practice this technique, you only need to practice three moves: drawing the sword, slashing, and sheathing the sword. You must draw the sword tens of thousands of times every day, and do this for decades. Only then can you finally master the sword technique. With one slash, even gods and ghosts will flee. It can be called the fastest sword in the world!"

Upon hearing the secret formula of the Bai family's divine blade technique, Murong Jiu was equally astonished.
"Extremely focused on emotion and extremely skilled in swordsmanship, this swordsmanship simplifies complexity and remains consistent from beginning to end, possessing the potential to be the best in the world."

"Unfortunately, this sword technique can only be mastered by those with great perseverance and talent, and I am not that kind of person."

Murong Jiu knew that his talent in weaponry was far inferior to that in other areas.

Wang Gan then laughed.

"I have another method, the Golden Thread Robe Technique. When the flower blooms, pluck it while you can, and do not begrudge the Golden Thread Robe!"

"When trained to the extreme, one is immune to all things. When one achieves mastery, one will transform into a body of gold and jade, which is in no way inferior to your fossil divine skill, and there are no side effects whatsoever."

Murong Jiu sighed deeply.

"This Golden Thread Robe Technique is indeed no less than the Fossil Divine Technique, but in terms of compatibility, the Fossil Divine Technique is more suitable for my Xuan Yin Body."

"If I were to abandon the Fossil Divine Skill and start over with the Golden Thread Robe Skill, I would have to put in several times more effort to advance to my current level of martial arts."

Wang Gan laughed heartily.
"You little girl, you don't want to learn this or that. You're so young, yet you're so picky!"

"It's time to hit!"

As he spoke, Wang Gan flicked his finger, striking Murong Jiu three times on the head with lightning speed.

Bang bang bang!
Murong Jiu stood there stunned, seemingly unable to comprehend why Wang Gan would suddenly attack her.

As Wang Gan left with a smile, Murong Jiu slightly furrowed her beautiful brows, lost in thought.

(End of this chapter)