Chapter 66: Parting Ways, Carved in Stone!

  A month's time passed in a flash, Chen Huan and He Lian Wu Zi, Mo Yu Yi, under the grand farewell ceremony of the city master's mansion and the three major families, carrying simple luggage, set foot on the road to the capital...

  None of them have traveled far from home. Although they have a cultivation close to the peak of martial arts, they do not have any experience in the Jianghu world.

  From Yunzhou City to the capital of Zhongyuan Kingdom, Dacheng City, for those who can fly in the air like Yuan, it would take only one day to arrive. But for Chen Huan and his two companions, it would take at least half a month.

  "Vroom vroom vroom..."

  Chen Hao and three others sat in the luxurious carriage arranged by City Master Li Ran, no one paying attention to anyone else, which was also an unavoidable matter.

  Mo Yu Yi's infatuation with the sword was almost zero, yet he held that broad and large sword at all times, his eyes gentle and affectionate, as if caressing a lover's smooth skin, making Chen Huan's goosebumps rise...

  He Lian Wu Zi was even more so, with a cold and distant expression that warned people to stay away, occasionally giving Chen Huan a fierce stare. That look was clearly a "humiliation" towards Chen Huan, and he still harbored resentment in his heart. It's just that for the time being, he didn't have the ability to teach Chen Huan a lesson, otherwise, Chen Huan could be sure that this guy would definitely make a move against him at the first opportunity...

  Feeling that the distance was about right, Chen Huan lifted the curtain of the rear window of the carriage and gazed out at the crowd already far away in the distance...

  Chen Hao knew they should no longer be able to see him, at least not clearly see his face.

  But Chen Haoyuan's eyesight was several times stronger than that of ordinary people, and as his eyes narrowed slightly, he could clearly see the crowd in the distance...

  A mother with her head raised and looking into the distance, a sister with tears streaming down her face, a brother tightly pursing his lips to hold back tears, and Er Gouzi gently putting his arm around his little brother's shoulders, pouting his small mouth, furrowing his brow, staring in my direction, as if thinking about something...

  She raised her head to gaze out, with a glimmer of crystal clearness in her eyes, softly staring, as if there were thousands of words and phrases but at the moment of parting, she didn't say a single word...

  Chen Hao looked at the faces one by one, a faint and knowing smile appeared on his mouth, he lightly waved his hand towards the distance, then suddenly pulled up the curtains...

  A small knife and a small rectangular piece of wood mysteriously appeared in Chen Hao's hand.

  The glint of the small knife made He Lian Wu Zi slightly avert her gaze, and saw Chen Huan holding a knife in one hand and a piece of wood in the other, his expression seemingly a bit dull as he stared blankly at the wood. At this time, He Lian Wu Zi curled up her lips.

  "Whoosh...whoosh...whoosh..."

  Suddenly, Chen Hao's eyes didn't change at all, still staring blankly at the wooden stick in his hand, but his right hand holding the knife suddenly moved. The small knife instantly emitted a faint "swish" sound, and a cold light emanated from his hand. The small knife seemed to have come alive, jumping and spinning rapidly and eerily between Chen Hao's fingers!

  Sometimes fast, sometimes slow, as if stepping on musical notes in a dance-like manner, the "whooshing" sound is the accompaniment...

  Khalin's eyes widened uncontrollably.

  Mo Yu's infatuation was also drawn to the small knife in Chen Huan's hand, completely forgetting that his "lover" was still waiting for him to caress her.

  Chen Hao's expression became increasingly focused, his left hand grasping the wooden handle motionless, as if in a state of absolute stillness, contrasting with the increasingly fantastical knife light in his right hand, one static and one dynamic, complementing each other...

  Two minutes later, Chen Huan's eyes suddenly narrowed, and the flashing knife edge fell onto the wooden block in his left hand. Suddenly, a hissing sound was heard, and small pieces of wood shavings floated down from his hand. A piece of rotten wood surprisingly showed signs of life at an astonishing speed, becoming embossed and delicate...

  What shocked He Lian Wuzi and Mo Yu Yizhen was that Chen Huan had not used any yuan force, yet the wooden log, which was clearly made of hard sandalwood, seemed to be cut through like tofu without any resistance under his knife...

  "What a sharp little knife!"

  This is an idea shared by He Lian Wuzi and Mo Yu Yi.

  But what they didn't know was that the small knife wasn't as sharp as they had imagined, and it was no different from an ordinary small knife. What was sharp was Chen Huan's heart!

  Chen Hao's spirit seemed to have completely merged into the texture of the hardwood, and he could clearly feel the fine lines that were so subtle they were almost imperceptible. The blade didn't need much strength at all, and it could easily cut along the lines with a light touch. For an entire month, he had used up an entire month's time without breaking through to this realm, but now, because of just a moment's gaze, he had reached the first realm his father had spoken of: the unity of eye, hand, blade, heart, and object...

  In this subtle state of mind, Chen Huan seemed to have merged into nature, his breath becoming ethereal and illusory. He Lian Wu Zi and Mo Yu Yi Ming saw Chen Huan clearly, but felt as if they were in two different worlds. Only the fluttering wood shavings and the gradually revealed outline that was becoming increasingly clear made them understand that Chen Huan was carving...

  One by one, vivid silhouettes were born under Chen Huan's small knife. Mother, sister, brother, two dogs, Xiao Ling'er, Xiao Ji Shan, Xiao Ji Fei... As soon as Chen Huan saw their likenesses appear on the wooden board, no larger than a palm, expressions, postures, facial features... Although there was no color rendering, anyone who saw these silhouettes seemed to be able to see each person's emotions...

  Chen Hao's knife imbued them with emotions and spirituality, bringing every mood to life through his blade. This is truly vivid and lifelike. Chen Hao can only achieve this by seeing through and understanding the emotions and state of mind of each person.

  "Hiss..."

  Another figure appeared in the eyes of Mo Yu Yi and He Lian Wu Zi, a delicate and slender body with a raised head and gaze, as well as a face that had not yet formed five features gradually took shape. With their understanding of Chen Huan, just by looking at this figure, they confirmed that the last small piece of sandalwood was to be carved into his personal instructor, Xiao Mei...

  But...

  Chen Haohang's knife flowed like a cloud and water, but when it fell on the five officials, it suddenly trembled slightly and stopped. His eyes seemed to flash with confusion and incomprehension, staring blankly at the last move, unable to make another cut...

  Chen Hao slowly closed his eyes, as if he had fallen into deep thought. After two minutes, a faint smile with a hint of bitterness and melancholy appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he muttered to himself: "Stupid girl..."

  At this moment, both He Lian Wuzi and Mo Yu Yi's hearts skipped a beat, feeling like children in front of Chen Huan, especially looking at Chen Huan's slightly immature face, making the two feel extremely strange.

  Then, Chen Huan's knife rose and fell, Xiao Mei was not particularly beautiful, but she was full of charm, tenderness, and deep emotions, her lovely face was born under Chen Huan's knife...

  "Hmm..."

  The knife flashed once, and the small knife disappeared in Chen Hao's hand. Chen Hao picked up the wooden carving, gently blowing off the fine wood shavings on it. With a soft gaze and a faint smile, he gazed at the vivid faces, saying to himself in a low voice: "Whether now or in the future, my glory and splendor will be shared with you... In this life, I am no longer lonely... This feeling is great!"

  (First update. Seeking recommendations and collections, thank you...)