TL: The name of the chapter (天凉王破) refers to a person, but at the same time,it is also an idiom that is often used on Chinese social media. It basicallydescribes someone so powerful that when the weather grows cold (凉) and hedislikes it, he can cause the Wang (王) Corporation to go bankrupt (破). Xun Mei looked at Chen Changsheng and said while shaking his head, “Is it onlyyour true essence that is actually weak, such that you were still able to placefirst upon the First Banner? It really is getting worse and worse with eachgeneration.” Everybody knew that the Grand Examination this year was a high, and thecompetition was much intenser than the past years. Chen Changsheng did notreact, but Tang Thirty-Six could not agree. “Even if it was the Council of Divine Ordinance analyzing it, this year’sGrand Examination was much tougher than senior’s year.” He said. Xun Mei’s expression suddenly became somewhat lonely, and said, “I don’t knowwho participated this year, but in my year……. two people did not participate.” Tang Thirty-Six was slightly surprised and remembered the two names that wereonce placed with Xun Mei’s name. He could not help but admit what Xun Mei hadsaid was reasonable. If those two people competed in the previous Grand Examination, then even ifQiushan Jun and Xu Yourong had participated, this year’s Grand Competitioncould still not be compared to the previous one. After sharing this, Xun Mei’s mood was obviously slightly shaken, and he nolonger paid any attention to the three teenagers. He walked to a rock withinthe yard and sat down. He began to stare blankly at the Mausoleum of Books. Chen Changsheng looked at this senior’s back and sighed slightly with emotion.In the daytime, Tang Thirty-Six had shared with him that some cultivators wouldstay in the Mausoleum of Books to view the monoliths for many years. Who wouldhave thought that he could personally meet one so quickly. Specifically, thisperson had stayed in the mausoleum for thirty-seven years and had not taken asingle step outside. It was obvious that he had some things he wanted to hide. After thinking up until this point, he felt that the senior’s shadow becamerather miserable. He did not have the heart to disturb him again and extended ahand to stop Tang Thirty-Six from continuing to ask questions. Tang Thirty-Six’s expression changed slightly and asked, “What?” Chen Changsheng looked at him and asked seriously, “Have you eaten?” Only now did Tang Thirty-Six remember this important matter, and he felthunger that struck him like a tidal wave. He hugged his stomach and weaklysaid, “No.” Chen Changsheng brought him into the hut and served up the leftover saltedfish. He then added hot tea to a bowl of leftover rice and said, “There is nomore bok choy, so just make do and eat some of this.” “Can this be eaten? Can this be eaten? What do you mean make do? There’s nomore bok choy, so you let me use tea leaves to fake it? What type of taste willthat have?” Tang Thirty-Six used the chopsticks to pick up a tea leaf that had been soakedblack. He said irritatedly. Chen Changsheng ignored him and used the starlight to find the oil lamp. Afterrubbing it carefully, he lit the wick, and the dim light illuminated theinterior of the hut. The side of the table was also illuminated. Tang Thirty-Six buried his headinto the bowl and ate without stopping. Many fishbones had already appeared infront of the bowl. After seeing this, Chen Changsheng could not help but wonder what those youngladies who loved Tang Thirty-Six within the academies of the capitals wouldthink if they saw his eating manners? Zhexiu naturally would not observe Tang Thirty-Six’s eating. He looked at XunMei who sat outside on the rock and said, “Who would have thought that therumors were true.” Chen Changsheng said, “According to what Tang Thirty-Six had said, thereshould be more people like this within the mausoleum.” Tang Thirty-Six took time off from busily eating and raised his head to saysomething, “But there are not a lot of well known people like Xun Mei. “ Zhexiu said, “Many people believe that he had already died…..To view themonoliths within the mausoleum for thirty odd years is really hard to imagine.” Tang Thirty-Six pulled out a handkerchief from his sleeves slightlyunfamiliarly and carefully wiped his mouth under Chen Changsheng’s gaze. Hesaid, “He is unwilling to part with the mausoleum.” Zhexiu thought about those stories from years ago and said while shaking hishead, “Instead, I feel like he is afraid of leaving.” Tang Thirty-Six stared blankly and said while shaking his head, “It isinappropriate saying it like that. At most, he is just embarrassed to leave.” Unwilling, afraid, and embarrassed were all words that were unpleasant to hear. Chen Changsheng was somewhat surprised and thought that since this seniorcalled Xun Mei had obtained first place upon the First Banner in the GrandExamination thirty-seven years ago, then he definitely was not a normal person.How had he fallen from grace to receive such an assessment? “Senior Xun Mei’s most well-known trait is that his willpower for cultivationis extremely firm and persistent. When he was seven, he stood outside Mr.Yunshan’s door in the snow for three days and three nights. Only after that washe taken in as a disciple.” Tang Thirty-Six said, “This was where the four words, Snow-treading Xun Mei,came from.” Chen Changsheng asked, “Mr. Yunshan?” “Mr. Yunshan is the teacher of principal Mao Qiuyu” Tang Thirty-Six looked at Chen Changsheng, and said, “If you are correct, thenXun Mei is Principal Mao’s youngest junior.” Mao Qiuyu was one of the few current day experts of the continent, so onecould only imagine what kind of level his youngest junior was at. Also, hisyoungest junior carried a special type of meaning within the word youngest——Theyoungest junior was definitely the final disciple, and only people who hadextremely excellent talent could be accepted as the final disciple of a sect oran academy. For example, the legendary Junior Martial Uncle of Li Mountain or the currentQi Jian. “Xun Mei was Heavenly Academy’s most outstanding student back then, and heheld a position that was much higher in the Heavenly Academy than the currentday Zhuang Huanyu. Hey, speaking of which, shouldn’t we call Zhuang Huanyu hereafter entering the mausoleum? Xun Mei is his great senior of the HeavenlyAcademy. Let’s see him kowtow to Xun Mei. It will be extremely good. Also,speaking of which, if we didn’t go to the Orthodox Academy, then wouldn’t wealso have to kowtow to him? What a dangerous thing.” Tang Thirty-Six said witha great smile, but then he realized Chen Changsheng and Zhexiu were notinterested in what was said. He could not help but say slightly annoyedly,“Just one person in the world who is as boring as you is enough for it to bedepressing. Why must there be two? And why must the two of you meet? It reallycauses people to be depressed.” Chen Changsheng ignored him and asked Zhexiu, “Why is Xun Mei afraid to leavethe mausoleum?” Before Zhexiu could say anything, Tang Thirty-Six had already started speak,“Then, it can be considered that you have asked the right person. No matter howyou say it, I have stayed in the Heavenly Academy for half-a-year after all, soI understand this matter better than all of you. Back then, Xun Mei was thepride of the Heavenly Academy. His talent was very astonishing, butunfortunately, there were people who had even better talent than him in his agegroup and were even more outstanding.” Tang Thirty-Six’s expression suddenly became serious, and he said, “The mostunfortunate thing of Xun Mei’s whole life was that he was born in the same yearas Wang Po of Tianliang. Since he was twelve, he would often meet him invarious gatherings of academies and sects. They fought at least a hundredtimes, and every time, Xun Mei always lost. And in the Grand Gathering ofZhushi one year, Xun Mei actually lost three times in a row. After living for one year in the capital, Chen Changsheng still possessedrather limited knowledge about the affairs of the world. However, he did knowthis name since this name was just too well-known. Before Qiushan Jun, this was the most well-known name on the entire continent.Even up until now, the name was still high up on the Proclamation of Liberation. Wang Po of the Tianliang County. Afterwards, he discovered that when Tang Thirty-Six mentioned this name, hisexpression was very solemn and vigilant. What he still did not reallyunderstand was that even though Qiushan Jun was already the first on theProclamation of Gold Distinction, he was still very far away from people likeWang Po who were in the Proclamation of Liberation and had already been famousfor a long time. No matter how he looked at it, it was impossible for TangThirty-Six to have any problems with Wang Po. “How could someone like Xun Mei who had extraordinary talent, unbendingwillpower, and the heavy hopes of the Heavenly Academy be willing to spend hiswhole life in the shadow of Wang Po? The reason why he had entered themausoleum to view the monoliths for thirty-seven years was to comprehend thetrue meaning of the heavenly Dao and then defeat Wang Po in battle. This wasalso why he was still unwilling to leave. Tang Thirty-Six glanced at the outside of the hut, and said, “After thinkingabout it now, Wang Po of Tianliang has already become one of his obstacles inXun Mei’s heart. For every day he did not believe he could win against Wang Po,it was another day he was unwilling to leave the mausoleum. Unwilling, afraid,or embarrassed……. They are all correct because he understands very well thatthe day he walks out of the mausoleum, Wang Po will definitely be outsidewaiting. Chen Changsheng stood up and walked to the doorway. Under the starlight, helooked at the middle-aged man in dire straits, and his feelings became somewhatcomplicated. Was he unable to leave the mausoleum because he did not have the courage toface the world or because of that person outside the mausoleum? Xun Mei did notthink like this. He was once a proud teenager from the Heavenly Academy, so itwas impossible for him to lack courage. At least, he would not lack couragewhen he would face his life’s nemesis, Wang Po. Otherwise, he would not havefought hundreds of battles before. Then, why exactly was he afraid to leave themausoleum? Sometimes, leaving meant forever. Xun Mei was afraid of leaving the mausoleumbecause he was afraid of losing the mausoleum. From his upright youth to whenhe was frustrated and dejected, he had never left this place in the wholethirty-seven years. The mausoleum had caused him to become stronger, and themore this occurred, the more he was afraid to leave it. It was just like what Tang Thirty-Six had said during the day, the Mausoleumof Books was just like a jug of good wine to cultivators. The more they drankit, the drunker they became, and the drunker they became, the more they wantedto drink it. When dealing with such a good jug of wine, how much wasappropriate to drink? Was it to drink until one had become so drunk that onewas unwilling to be sober anymore? Or was it to only take a small sip beforeputting it away? It was an ordeal every person had to face. Because of WangPo’s shadow, this choice was even harder for Xun Mei to make. Only Xun Mei had extraordinary talents, and he had also trained hard forthirty-seven years within the mausoleum. So, indeed what level was his currentstrength? He was already so strong, but he still lacked confidence in defeatinghis opponent located outside of the mausoleum. So, indeed what level was WangPo’s strength? However, this was still a problem that had to be solved in the end. TangThirty-Six had said Wang Po would definitely be waiting outside on the day XunMei left the mausoleum. This did not mean that Wang Po was literally waitingfor him outside the mausoleum. Rather, if he left the mausoleum, he woulddefinitely have to go and find Wang Po. Only then could he explain his ownlife, as well as the thirty-seven years he spent viewing monoliths. A cool breeze blew past from the forest outside of the mausoleum. It swept upbits of grass on the ground and brushed away the verdant, tender leaves fromthe trees, which produced a rustling sound like rain. There was only one coolbreeze, but it arose from two directions. Those bits of grass and tender leaveswere swept into the center of the forest, and they began swirling togetherslowly like an upside-down waterfall. It cut the starry sky that the night hadprojected downwards into countless fragments. Mao Qiuyu of the Two Sleeved Breeze appeared there. He looked underneath ascholartree and said with a complicated expression, “Twenty years ago, I onceinvited you to come to the capital to persuade him, but you didn’t come.” A person stood underneath the scholartree. He seemed to still be very young,yet his eyes seemed a little cold. His clothes were very clean, and his blackhair was tied up tightly. However, for some reason, it always gave people awretched feeling. It was like a teenager who was once a young master, butbecause of a reversal in fortune, he became a cashier for a tavern for threeyears. “If he doesn’t want to leave himself, then nobody will be able to persuadehim.” That person said while observing the Mausoleum of Books at night. Mao Qiuyu asked, “Then why did you come today?” That person said, “I don’t know. I just feel that he will come looking for metonight, so I came to wait for him.”