Chapter 1769 — Cave Encounter, Part Two (I)
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Gradually, night fell. Wei Zhao abruptly emerged from the jade pendant space and returned to reality. He raised his head and looked at the star-bright sky, where a full moon hung in the heavens...
Wei Zhao drew a deep breath, rose to his feet, and walked toward the cave.
Looking at the stone door before the cave, Wei Zhao slowly placed his hand upon it. After a moment, he let go.
But this time it was not as it had been on his first visit to the stone door. Then, he had merely laid his hand upon it and the door had opened of itself. This time, the stone door did not open!
Wei Zhao was taken aback. Could he have miscalculated the day?
"Elder Jiao, what is going on? Why hasn't the stone door opened?" Wei Zhao had a ready-made teacher at hand, so he was in no hurry.
"The first time the stone door opens, any who are fated may enter. The second time, it has already acknowledged its master. Try circulating the Xuanyuan Dragon-Riding Art," Jiao Yazi said.
Wei Zhao nodded, did as told, and circulated the Xuanyuan Dragon-Riding Art. He placed his hand on the stone door once more—and this time, before long, the tightly shut door slowly began to rise...
"Phew..." Wei Zhao let out a breath. It seemed Jiao Yazi had been right—the stone door had indeed opened.
The sight within the door was just as it had been ten years ago, when an eight-year-old Wei Zhao first saw it. But this time he felt none of his former wonder, and spared not a glance for the things in the great hall. He walked straight around the high platform and stood before the second stone door at the back of the hall!
On the stone stele before the door were still the same words Wei Zhao had seen back then: 'Five years hence, when the divine art first takes shape, strike the door with your palm, and you may enter. If your wish is unfulfilled and the divine art incomplete, wait another five years and come to try again.'
Last time, Wei Zhao had been utterly baffled, unable to fathom what those words meant. This time, he understood: the divine art on the stele was the Xuanyuan Dragon-Riding Art. And now his art had advanced to the great perfection of the first layer—if only he had the inner art for the second layer, he could begin cultivating it!
Wei Zhao well remembered the words at the entrance—'Leave before dawn; five years hence, the stone door will open again'—and dared not waste a single moment. If he delayed, he would be trapped inside the stone door with no way out.
Without another word, Wei Zhao circulated the Xuanyuan Dragon-Riding Art within his body, then slowly pressed his palm against the stone door! He remembered clearly: the last time he had pushed at this door, it had not budged an inch!