102: Chapter 102 Supernatural Power [Breaking Through the Yuan]

Chen Moxuan was stunned by this statement.

If this wasn't just a lucky guess, could this person actually be skilled?

The Jianghu charlatan seemed to see through Chen Moxuan's concerns and continued,

"Young friend, your wealth and property lines have recently overlapped, making your subconscious highly active and prone to triggering long dreams."

"However, you must describe to me in detail what exactly you dreamed of."

Seeing this, it seemed this Jianghu charlatan wasn't a completely incompetent scammer after all.

Chen Moxuan roughly described his dream experience to the Jianghu charlatan.

"...I can't remember some of the details clearly, but essentially, I projected myself as the protagonist of the book and lived through it."

Upon hearing this, the Jianghu charlatan pushed up his sunglasses with his fingertips, his distinctively knuckled fingers pointing into the air as he muttered something to himself.

A moment later, he said slowly,

"Young friend, this dream is not without cause. The character in the book acts like a mirror, reflecting the true self buried deep within your subconscious."

"You must have been suppressing your true nature for too long, to the point where you need the dream to seek harmony between your self and your spirit."

He paused, his gaze assessing through the dark lenses, "I wonder, where does the pressure you are under stem from?"

Chen Moxuan thought for a moment and replied, "Things aren't going well at work."

The Jianghu charlatan nodded and suddenly reached out, "May I borrow your phone?"

On a whim, Chen Moxuan handed over his phone without a second thought.

The Jianghu charlatan took his phone and began operating it directly, his fingertips tapping rapidly on the screen, fiddling with something.

Chen Moxuan suddenly snapped back to reality and was about to snatch the phone back, but the Jianghu charlatan turned the screen toward him.

On it was the chat history with his boss: "Xiao Li, fix it yourself." "I quit."

"What did you do?!" Chen Moxuan's face changed drastically as he snatched the phone back, trying to recall the message.

The Jianghu charlatan reacted nimbly, dodging Chen Moxuan's attempt to grab it.

"Your boss clashes with you; working under him will only affect your destiny."

After several failed attempts to grab the phone, Chen Moxuan realized in his heart that the message had likely already been seen.

Chen Moxuan calmed down and gave up on recalling the message.

He had originally intended to resign, but fear of the unknown pressure he would face had kept him from making a decision.

Since someone had made the choice for him, there was no need to struggle with it anymore.

At this moment, the Jianghu charlatan returned the phone to Chen Moxuan and smiled, "The gloom between your brows has eased slightly, but there are still dark clouds lingering."

"Since we've started, you might as well pour out all the knots in your heart. I never close up shop until my client is satisfied."

Chen Moxuan's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he slowly poured out his heart: "I feel like I've been mediocre and achieved nothing for all these years."

"Your boss clashes with you. Now that you've distanced yourself from him and cleared this hurdle, you will soar in the future."

"I feel like I'm drifting further and further away from the person I originally wanted to become."

"Your environment clashes with you. Change your environment, and you will find a new path."

"I feel like I don't fit in with the people around me."

"There are too many petty people around you; they clash with you."

Chen Moxuan smiled bitterly: "My mother hopes I'll settle down and have children soon, but I can't even figure out my own path. How could I dare to drag someone else down with me?"

"Having children clashes with you."

"..."

"They all clash with you."

Chen Moxuan was speechless for a moment.

The Jianghu charlatan picked up the folding fan on the table, snapped it shut with a swish, stirring up a breeze.

He pointed the fan lightly at Chen Moxuan, his eyes as sharp as a hawk's: "Your Life Palace is illuminated by the Seven Killings, Broken Army, and Greedy Wolf stars. You are naturally a talent for leadership. If you forcibly suppress your true nature, it is like a Dragon trapped in shallow waters; over time, it will disrupt the flow of your destiny's Qi."

"Only by releasing the pent-up indignation in your heart and breaking through the shackles can you transform into a Dragon."

Chen Moxuan's expression suddenly turned serious as he recalled the scene from his dream: "If to do this, many people are destined to be sacrificed?"

"And what if they are?" The Jianghu charlatan laughed toward the sky.

"If you are indecisive and restrain yourself, you will naturally achieve nothing."

"Everyone has their own fate. Walking between heaven and earth, you only need to be responsible for the Karma you sow yourself. If you have not sown the seed of action, how can you know what fruit it will bear?"

"Furthermore, what is truly destined? Fate is not absolute; it is the result of the interaction between Heaven, Earth, and Man—the Three Realms."

"Human effort can also change destiny. What is called 'destined' is merely a conjecture of what has not yet happened."

"Just go ahead and vent the indignation in your heart, just as you did at the beginning."

"Patience and waiting are not your style."

"Only by breaking out of the situation can you grasp that one line of perfect finitude within infinite possibilities!"

Chen Moxuan's pupils constricted: "Who exactly are you?"

"You should be asking, who exactly are you?"

The folding fan in the Jianghu charlatan's hand snapped open with a boom, and blinding white light surged out like a tide, instantly shrouding the world.

Where the white light dissipated, there were only a few strange creatures looking down upon all living beings.

And before them, a severed arm tightly gripping a long sword.

The next moment, a white-haired man clad in black armor manifested fully from the severed arm.

His Battle Intent was monstrous, and his arrogant aura surged straight into the clouds.

"How is this possible?! We clearly erased your existence!"

Since their birth, this was the first time they had encountered a situation beyond their understanding.

"In the name of arrogance, I invite the gods to their deaths!"

With a roar, Chen Moxuan slashed down with the long sword in his hand, wrapped in black sword light.

A sharp black light tore through the Void Realm along the path of the sword, instantly swallowing all light.

Amidst a harsh, glass-shattering sound, the world before him turned to dust, replaced by a desolate battlefield stained blood-red by the setting sun.

"I'm back?"

Chen Moxuan stumbled and knelt on one knee, gasping for air, his clothes soaked through with cold sweat.

This scene was none other than the Land of Inheritance of Qitian Stone.

Qitian Stone stood under the setting sun, staring at Chen Moxuan with eyes like torches.

For a long time, he didn't speak. Finally, he said slowly, his voice carrying a trace of imperceptible emotion: "To hold fast to your Dao Heart with a broken body until the very last moment, and even when facing endless despair, to still be able to raise your sword to fight."

"If I had been like you back then, I fear the outcome would have been different."

He nodded slightly, a flash of appreciation in his eyes: "I acknowledge your Dao Heart."

"The Divine Ability I realized after a lifetime of effort, I leave to you."

The mottled, rusted staff in Qitian Stone's hand instantly turned into specks of golden light and merged into the center of Chen Moxuan's forehead.

Without needing [All-Things Calculation] to analyze it, he naturally understood what kind of power this was.

This was a Divine Ability that could discern the essence of all laws in heaven and earth.

Whether it was any kind of martial arts Move or the rules of heaven and earth, as long as he destroyed it with his own hands, he could see through its operational laws.

Divine Ability [Po Yuan].