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Chapter 1256: Chapter 1146: Silent Way Initially Accomplished
A place unknown, deep within the Land of Darkness.
In the dense blackness, it seemed as though all was shrouded in silence.
And amidst the boundless silence, from atop the Dark Throne, there echoed a faint, rhythmic sound of breathing—as if in slumber.
Suddenly, within this darkness, a path of shadow extended forth.
The Silent One, who had been meditating quietly, abruptly opened his eyes.
Upon the blackened road, the War Emperor, Mo Zhan, had returned.
“Senior Brother Mo Zhan has returned!”
“How was it? Did you succeed?”
“Did you bring back the True Meaning of Silence for Master?”
In that instant, the other disciples couldn’t help but voice their excitement as they hurried forward.
Yet Mo Zhan’s expression remained blank, silent as a stone, as though he hadn’t noticed their presence at all!
Mo Zhan walked right up to the Silent One, then knelt before him.
He said not a word, his demeanor stiff as a lifeless rock.
“This… This is the True Meaning of Silence!”
“Senior Brother Mo Zhan is shockingly taciturn! He must truly have succeeded in cultivation!”
“Even we cannot fathom this fully; the genuine essence of the Silent Way is indeed profoundly mysterious!”
The other disciples gasped in astonishment.
Mo Zhan had been the most battle-hungry of them all. Previously, when cultivating under the Silent One, he wore Silence Beads, forged from Stars of Darkness, to suppress his combative spirit.
Yet now, upon his return from the Forbidden World, he no longer relied on the beads and had become eerily quiet?
Moreover, this silence was absolute—even his gaze refused to acknowledge them.
“Master, what do you make of the True Meaning of Silence?”
The disciples couldn’t help but look toward the Silent One.
At this moment, even the Silent One seemed… a bit perplexed.
Having spent decades immersed in the Silent Way, there was no form of silence he hadn’t encountered, yet now Mo Zhan…
Even he struggled to comprehend it fully—the sensation Mo Zhan radiated was akin not to thought, but to the lifeless stillness of grass and stone.
Had Mo Zhan cultivated a level of the Silent Realm that surpassed his own?
This… bordered on absurdity.
The Silent One couldn’t help feeling uneasy, but with the disciples watching him closely, his expression remained composed as he said:
“Indeed.”
“This is the authentic True Meaning of Silence!”
“Your Senior Brother Mo Zhan has trodden the path of war to confirm the True Meaning of Silence.”
So saying, with a wave of his hand, he instructed:
“You all must study diligently; I now need to impart some profound arts to your Senior Brother Mo Zhan.”
Immediately, the eight remaining disciples and the Black Spirit found themselves enveloped by a massive veil of silence, falling into a state of ignorance and insensibility.
“How enviable of Senior Brother Mo Zhan…”
“Without attaining the True Meaning of Silence, we cannot glean the Silent Arts. Master shields our senses for our own sake…”
“Back to arduous cultivation—hope it’s my turn next!”
With that, they sat silently, immersing themselves back into their practice.
Meanwhile…
Beyond the veil…
The Silent One’s eyes emitted two beams of pitch-black light, locking onto Mo Zhan.
“Just what happened here…”
He sensed that Mo Zhan had undergone some enigmatic experience that even he couldn’t discern.
Under his piercing gaze, Mo Zhan’s secrets lay bare.
“Something’s wrong!”
Suddenly, the Silent One startled.
Upon his scrutiny… Mo Zhan was without…
A soul?!
Could this explain his extreme silence?
A living being that loses its soul—would it not become indistinguishable from grass or stone?
This…
What had Mo Zhan encountered?
Could it be that his soul was obliterated?
Could such power exist within the Forbidden World? Had that entity intervened?
A torrent of thoughts surged through his mind as his expression darkened.
Was this the first failure on his journey through the Silent Way?
Mo Zhan represented his combative nature.
If Mo Zhan’s path was thwarted, how would he tackle his own inherent battle instinct?
“Your other self…”
Unable to contain himself, he turned toward the Dark Throne and queried:
“He hasn’t acted recently; he’s busy farming.”
The voice from the Dark Throne replied lazily.
“But Mo Zhan…”
The Silent One hesitated.
“This marks his return along the Silent Way.”
The entity atop the throne responded indifferently:
“A departed battle soul births silence…”
Upon hearing this, the Silent One fell into contemplation, until enlightenment dawned upon him. He said:
“You mean that for a battle-hungry soul to embrace silence, one must sever it—a decisive self-inflicted strike to obliterate the combative spirit?”
The presence on the throne arched a faint smile, replying:
“I didn’t say that. All interpretations are your own.”
But the Silent One didn’t mind; he felt confirmation nonetheless.
It seemed Mo Zhan had reached brilliance, ascending the zenith of the Path of War and severing his battle soul, thus attaining silence along the Silent Way!
“Through Mo Zhan’s true essence, I forge a Supreme Cornerstone of my own path!”
He uttered in a low voice.
Immediately, his Daoist Scenery began unfurling.
－－His Path-Scenic Land was extraordinary, revealing an expanse of boundless blackness.
Within the vast void, immense Stars of Darkness floated.
Among them, nine grandiose stars radiated waves and tempests, surging like rolling tides.
These nine immense dark stars were embodiments of the Silent One’s “Jiu Yu” (Nine Desires).
As long as the Silent One’s Nine Desires remained unmastered, the nine dark stars would remain active, preventing the consummation of the Silent Way.
At this moment, guided by the Silent One, Mo Zhan stepped onto the Path-Scenic Land, ascending one of the dark stars.
A torrent of battle intent erupted on the star, flowing violently into Mo Zhan’s being.
In that instant, the Silent One’s inner state and Mo Zhan’s mind melded into one!
－－The Silent One’s method of achieving the Silent Way through his nine disciples was, in truth, “absorption!”
The nine disciples, each representing a form of desire, cultivated their own true meaning of silence to conquer it, and afterward, the Silent One absorbed their mastery, replacing his own desires with theirs.
In other words, Mo Zhan’s cultivated mindset concerning battle would now replace the Silent One’s original combative mindset.
At this moment, the Silent One felt his inner state beginning to transform.
He sensed weariness, anxiety, fear!
“Why does this seem… off…”
A vague unease crept over him—his fear of battle seemed to grow stronger?
Even his own battle intent faltered, and some of his Divine Skills linked to the Path of War dissipated in an instant!
Could it be that Mo Zhan’s instinctive silence came from dread and terror, rather than triumph?
No… surely not…
Could Mo Zhan’s silence, rather than emerging from brilliance, have been forged from being crushed into submission… leading to his innate aversion to battle intent?
Impossible…
During the final step of absorption, a strange thought crossed the Silent One’s mind. Yet, the notion quickly faded as his mind melded completely with Mo Zhan’s.
The Silent One now gazed outward, dazed.
All his fleeting thoughts dissolved with the union.
“I truly have overcome my combative nature… Yet even the thought of battle now sends shivers through me… What’s happening…”
He murmured.
Indeed, he had conquered a desire.
But the manner of conquest seemed… unexpected.
In his vision, the triumph of the battle-hungry soul evolving into silence was one of serene detachment after reaching ultimate glory—a loneliness born from unmatched dominance, leading to voluntary slumber.
Yet now it felt instead like heart-crushing dread—a terror-stricken silence…
Although both were forms of silence, they felt profoundly different…
This stirred some existential doubt within him!
At that moment, the entity atop the Dark Throne lazily remarked:
“Congratulations, young one.”
The Silent One instinctively responded:
“Do you consider… my mastery of the Silent Way normal?”
The throne-dweller smiled faintly, saying:
“It’s entirely normal.”
The Silent One steadied himself, setting doubt aside.
What’s done is done; speculation served no purpose now.
With one sweeping gesture, the veil over his eight disciples vanished.
“Mo Zhan has returned to the Dark Firmament.”
The Silent One spoke softly:
“Yu Tian, Huan Huan, you two are next.”
From among the eight disciples, a man and woman stepped forth.
The man, tall and striking at eight feet, exuded charm capable of enthralling countless women. He was the Silent One’s second disciple—Yu Tian!
He represented the Silent One’s indulgence in lust for women.
The woman, with an alluring figure and an irresistible elegance, curved her lips into a sultry smile. Her captivating gaze seemed intent on leading souls astray.
Her name was Cheng Huanhuan, representing the Silent One’s propensity for passion toward men.
Next, the Silent One would tackle his twofold desires for beauty and lust!
Yu Tian and Cheng Huanhuan bowed to the Silent One, then removed the Silence Beads they wore and turned to embark toward the Forbidden World.
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