Translator: CinderTL
Jiang Ye felt the scenery around him blur past at an unimaginable speed.
In a fleeting moment, he seemed to glimpse the vast cosmos, with brilliant nebulae swirling around him like cosmic rivers.
All this happened in the blink of an eye.
The next moment, Jiang Ye found himself in a dimly lit, unknown space.
He looked around, but Su Tong'er and Yun Qing'er were nowhere to be seen.
They must have been transported to separate spaces.
"Cosmic Divine Path?" Jiang Ye glanced down at his feet. A luminous cloud path stretched before him, leading into the profound depths of the cosmos.
Just as Zhang Jianwu had described.
It really was a path!
However, this path was far from the dazzling spectacle its name suggested.
The cloud path emitted only a faint glow, leading into the deep, pitch-black cosmos, with scarcely any starlight to illuminate the way.
The entire scene exuded an aura of mystery and the unknown.
"Cosmic martial arts are inherently full of the unknown," Jiang Ye thought, unfazed. With a calm expression, he stepped onto the cloud path.
Boom!
The instant his foot touched the path, Jiang Ye felt the surrounding space shift and rotate as if the stars themselves were rearranging.
His consciousness suddenly sank, plunging him into darkness.
Whoosh!
Jiang Ye's eyes snapped open. He found himself standing at the main gate of Ancheng Third High School.
He shook his head, a faint dizziness lingering. "Strange... it feels like some memories are missing."
He looked up.
A tall, slender girl stood before him, her back view breathtakingly beautiful. She wore a simple white dress that fluttered in the gentle breeze, carrying a familiar, delicate fragrance through the air.
"Teacher Chen?" Jiang Ye called out, his gaze fixed on the girl.
The girl turned, revealing a flawless, exquisite face. Her eyes softened as she met Jiang Ye's gaze.
"Jiang Ye," Chen Zilu said, her voice gentle as she extended a flawless, jade-like hand. "Come with me. You don't need to struggle anymore. From now on, I'll take care of you."
"You'll take care of me?" Jiang Ye asked, his eyes widening in surprise.
Chen Zilu nodded slightly. "You don't need to take the College Entrance Examination anymore. Come with me, and from this day forward, you'll be a member of the upper echelons of society."
"Even the Martial Dao Prodigies will bow their heads in deference to you, acknowledging your superiority."
Chen Zilu grasped his hand.
Her palm was soft and delicate, almost boneless, her skin fair and tender. The sensation felt as if it might melt away, constantly stirring Jiang Ye's heart.
But suddenly, Jiang Ye shook his head.
"You're not her."
A flicker of surprise crossed Chen Zilu's face.
In the next moment, the surrounding scene shattered like a mirror.
Watching this unfold, Jiang Ye mused inwardly, "It was already remarkably close, but still far short of the sensation from the Martial Dao Heavenly Ladder. And even further from the real Chen Zilu."
Regarding the sensation, Jiang Ye had experienced it firsthand during Chen Zilu's private instruction.
No matter how realistic the illusionary realm, it could never replicate the unique essence of a living person.
Before Jiang Ye could fully savor the memory, darkness enveloped his vision, and his consciousness plunged back into oblivion.
His awareness seemed to sink into a murky void, where time ceased to exist and even his own existence felt intangible.
During this period, Jiang Ye's memories were as if crushed by an invisible hand. He completely forgot his purpose and where he was.
When Jiang Ye finally awoke again...
Jiang Ye opened his eyes to find himself sitting in his living room.
"What's going on?" His memory had been wiped clean again, leaving him unable to recall what had happened before.
"Xiao Ye!" Jiang Dahai's voice boomed. "What are you waiting for? Check your College Entrance Examination scores already!"
Jiang Ye turned to see his parents and Jiang Ting sitting beside him. In his hands, he held his foster father's phone.
"Right, the College Entrance Examination is over."
"Today's the day we get the results!"
Jiang Ye's heart clenched. He quickly regained his composure and entered his name, student ID, and national ID number into the phone.
Applicant Jiang Ye, querying...
A small, spinning circle appeared on the screen, rotating endlessly. The Jiang family's anxiety grew with each passing moment.
Finally, the page refreshed.
Student Jiang Ye, your total score for the Martial Arts Four Disciplines isβ
690 points
"690 points?" Jiang Ye jolted violently, his mind going blank.
The minimum score required for the twenty-five school alliance was 700 points.
690 pointsβhe hadn't met the minimum standard!
He could only attend an ordinary martial dao university.
"I failed the College Entrance Examination and didn't get into the twenty-five school alliance," Jiang Ye thought, his heart sinking like a stone.
"690 points is still a very good score," Jiang Dahai and Li Anping reassured him, though disappointment lingered in their eyes.
"Xiao Ye," Jiang Dahai sighed, "an ordinary martial university is fine too. Just live a steady life and be content with being ordinary. There's no need to strive for more."
"Exactly," Li Anping added. "The path of martial dao isn't something ordinary families like ours can afford to pursue."
"Cosmic martial arts? That's for the upper class. You're not a genius, so how could you ever climb that high?"
They urged Jiang Ye to accept reality and abandon his ambitions.
Stop striving.
Give up on cosmic martial arts. Be content with being ordinary, and you can live a happy life!
What about the Eastern Ten Provinces? What about Martial Dao Prodigies? What about the vast cosmos?
Those weren't things Jiang Ye, with his low-grade aptitude, should even be considering.
You're just an ordinary person, an utterly unremarkable, plain ordinary person.
You grew up in a poor family nestled in a mountain valley, living in a small, self-built house with no savings. Your parents toiled their entire lives just to afford your university education.
With such a background and such limited innate talent, how could you possibly compete with those geniuses? How could you even dream of challenging those dazzling Heavenly Pride?
Stop dreaming!
In this era where Heavenly Pride shine like countless stars, your struggles are meaningless.
Don't compete. Don't even think about it.
Stay within your little corner of Ancheng and live out your life in peace. That's your best destiny!
These words echoed endlessly in Jiang Ye's ears.
"Don't compete? Don't even think about it?"
Suddenly, Jiang Ye laughed.
Yes, I come from an ordinary family.
My innate talent is mediocre.
But that's precisely why I must win.
"Mom, Dad, there's no need to try and dissuade me anymore," Jiang Ye said calmly. "If I didn't get in this year, I'll try again next year."
"And if not next year, then the year after that!"
"I will definitely win."
"I will never give up on cosmic martial arts! I will keep going!" Jiang Ye declared with unwavering resolve.
I will fight for it!
I may fail countless times, but I will win in the end!
And I won't just winβI'll win spectacularly, with glory and fanfare!
Today, I stand beneath the stars like an ant, but one day, I will look down upon the cosmos!
"I will win!" Jiang Ye rose to his feet.
The scene before him shattered like an illusionary realm.
Jiang Dahai, Li Anping, and Jiang Ting vanished like smoke.
But Jiang Ye didn't even have time to witness this before darkness engulfed his vision, and his consciousness plunged back into oblivion.
(End of the Chapter)
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