Legend of the chosen ones: Beyond Destiny

Chapter 1335 671: Craftsman 1 Ponders, Old Dog Laughs_3

Can the established formulas within the Nine Forms maintain their efficiency once removed from the scope of the Nine Forms?

The optimal solution chosen by those before us was because this answer perfectly matched them, but Ji Jue, you've never even experienced failure or mistakes, so how can you so decisively draw a conclusion?

It's like always avoiding landmines based on recommended lists; how would you know which dish among a thick stack of menus suits your taste the best?

"Ultimately, your 'mistake log' is too scarce, Ji Jue,"

Ye Xian hit the nail on the head by pointing out the biggest issue: too many rights and too few wrongs, leading to a lack of experiences and insights that come from failure and making mistakes.

"Solving it is simple."

The teacher's smile suddenly turned mocking, pointing to a path leading astray: "Go mess up a hundred, no, a thousand alchemy creations, make a thousand defective products with various flaws."

"Huh?!"

Ji Jue was stupefied, unable to comprehend: "Defective products?"

"That's correct." Ye Xian nodded decisively, "You've got a bit of a fortune now; it won't break you. Just do it, only allowed to fail, not to succeed."

"Then... then what?"

Ji Jue stammered, incredulous: "Will I break through then?"

"Who knows."

Ye Xian waved carelessly: "If there's no breakthrough, keep going. You can mix correct and incorrect approaches.

I can't guarantee a breakthrough, but once you can naturally mess something up without much thinking, you'll certainly be better off than you are now."

She paused and her smile became mocking: "A craftsman who can only succeed and not fail is undoubtedly unqualified... start by experiencing failure first.

Ji Jue, go experience the setbacks and reverence an apprentice should have.

After you're done, come find me again."

Ji Jue hesitated for a moment, hesitated a bit more, and finally gathered the courage to ask: "Isn't there any other... easier method?"

"Of course, there is."

Ye Xian nodded decisively: "If you're looking for surface solutions, there are plenty of ways. Your problem is that you've encountered troubles and deficiencies beyond accumulation, making it difficult to find a direction.

Then simply increase the accumulation crudely.

Since the Fire Stealer got burned playing with fire, countless craftsmen have explored and researched almost every known field, so there's bound to be a legacy that can solve your problem.

Go look for it, external aids can occasionally be inspiring too."

Instantly, Ji Jue's eyes lit up.

He looked towards his teacher.

Doesn't this solve the issue?

Speaking of accumulation, how many in the Association can compare to his teacher?

Unfortunately, it couldn't be solved.

Because Ye Xian's expression remained indifferent and mocking, with no intention of lending a helping hand.

"Indeed, I have all these things, even more than one solution, but don't dream of getting anything from your teacher's study."

Ye Xian extinguished the small flame of hope: "You already have too many things in hand, too many to control. Wait until you really have the ability to easily manage more things.

If you want All Things Self-transform, then you must understand it yourself.

Success and failure are all natural.

Behind natural success are countless natural failures. For you now, failure is actually the quickest 'shortcut'."

Ji Jue let out a long sigh, feeling like a dark cloud was overhead, yet he had no hesitation left.

Fail if I must!

For the sake of All Things Self-transform!

Ji Jue gritted his teeth and made up his mind—from today onwards, become a man of failure!

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"I am such a failure..."

Two hours later, Ji Jue slumped out of Tide Sound's workshop, squirming onto the sofa, crying: "I can't even figure out how to fail... I'm too much of a failure!"

Earlier, he tried something in the teacher's workshop and ended up not failing at all!

He casually made a sword, deliberately trying to mess it up, but after finishing it, he found out... it's excellent!

The Embers Three-piece Set was still in effect!

What failure?

Nonexistent, brother!

Throwing a stone only to drop it on his foot, with the Embers Three-piece Set backing him, the difficulty of failing increased tenfold!

The key lies in Ye Xian's requirement.

Deliberately committing an irrecoverable mistake to mess things up won't work for Ji Jue now; he needs to find potential failures in works that should succeed!

In other words, he has to find a wrong answer naturally from a process very close to the right one... and it can't be an obviously visible mistake.

This is countless times harder than getting it right!

"Boohoo, senior, I'm such a failure, boohoo, I can't even get wrong answers... Awooo..."

Ji Jue cried out, squirming on the sofa, but his mouth accidentally found the newly opened bag of chips, and he started munching away.

"You dog, get away!"

Ye Chun was taken aback, kicked Ji Jue to the other side of the sofa, trying to protect her chips, but failed. However, she was determined to defend her sofa and her home status!

At the thought of this guy's betrayal and backstabbing days ago, her resentment surged: "What on earth do you plan to do?"

"Honestly, to become trash!"

Ji Jue answered loudly, staring at her: "I'm diligently learning! To eliminate the idle loafers and bums at home in the future and take their place!"

"You get out!"

Ye Chun fumed, rage upon rage, fuming impotence.

Now watching Ji Jue look directly at her, rolling over from this path of trash, she panicked, screamed toward the study: "Aunt! Aunt, you can't be like this... I'm Ah Chun..."

Sadly, there was no response from the study.

Not even a door unlocked.

Like a battle royale, it left two people risking infamy in the education field to fight it out!

"Accept it, senior!" Ji Jue drooled coldly: "From now on, there's only one useless person in this house, and that's me!

I'm the real waste, not you all!"

"Ji Jue, you will regret this!"

Ye Chun burst into rage, rolled up her sleeves to defend her status, fighting him with hair-pulling, face-scratching, pushing and kicking.

But Ji Jue seemed glued to the sofa, unmoving.

Instead, she was out of breath, unable to move, lying down.

Tired, worn out, resigned.

Little pearls were about to fall...

With a rumble.

In the awkward silence, the two looked at each other until Ji Jue suggested: "Shall we get something?"

"You dog, you're at it again!"

Ye Chun glared angrily, stared fiercely, for a long time... squeezing out words from between her teeth: "This time, use your red envelope!"

"The same place?"

"Still barbecue? Tired of it..."

"Rice noodles?"

"A bit bland."

"Fried chicken?"

"Deal!"