Chapter 312: Bitter Cultivation In The Palace, Stepping Into Dao Seed Realm
Time flies.
In the blink of an eye, three months passed.
Li Weiyi had been staying with An Xianjing the whole time, feeling as if each day dragged on like a year. He was both worried about being discovered on Tang Wanzhou’s side and afraid to head to Tanggu Sea to cultivate using the Fusang Divine Tree and Time Cocoon, so his cultivation progress was extremely slow.
Fortunately, during this period, An Xianjing reattached the severed arms of Qi Xiao and Tuo Ba Bu Tuo.
An Xianjing would often discuss Buddhist Sect teachings with him, but how could Li Weiyi understand such things?
Chan Sect was a Daoist Sect.
Thus, he could only recite some familiar Buddhist quotes, such as “The body is the Bodhi tree, the mind is like a bright mirror stand,” “Form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form. Form is emptiness, emptiness is form”…
Unexpectedly, she listened with great sincerity, as if she truly gained something from it.
This day.
An Xianjing finally combined the Six Burning Karma Technique with mind power. The Six Realms phenomena manifested around her, dreamlike and illusory, with lightning and rain coexisting, constant annihilation and rebirth, sometimes empty and desolate, sometimes vibrant with colors.
The entire Southern Clear Palace was ablaze with ten thousand zhang of fiery clouds, but the flames were not purely destructive. Under her control, even as they drifted past plants and trees, they did not harm a single thing.
The entire headquarters fell into the wondrous realm of Illusory Bubbles.
On one side of the sky were fire clouds, on the other a curtain of lightning and rain.
An Xianjing withdrew all her power and stood up from the field ridge. She was in an extremely good mood, her inner joy reflected on her face. Her entire being transformed into a Pure Immortal Body, radiating boundless life aura. Her skin and hair emitted a divine glow, her features youthful and exquisite as never before, possessing a pure and elegant beauty that could captivate the soul.
Li Weiyi was meditating on the other side of the field ridge. Once all the anomalies vanished, he asked, “Has Hall Master An stepped into the Supernatural Realm?”
“Supernatural Realm is not that easy to achieve? But I have opened that door; stepping through is merely a matter of time. My mind power is still not strong enough.”
An Xianjing was in a splendid mood and gazed leisurely at Li Weiyi, her voice pleasant: “You have a great affinity with the Buddhist Sect. Read more classics, don’t indulge in lust, and stop fighting and killing. Cultivate your body and nature; in the future, you might become a true Buddha.”
“Practice Ci Hang Kai Guang more. Use its battle intent to communicate with the Great Dao of heaven and earth, condensing a Dao Seed of Buddhahood.”
“You also have great talent for the Six Burning Karma Technique. In just three short months, you have reached minor accomplishment. Spend more time cultivating it, and in at most one or two years, you should achieve great accomplishment.”
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Li Weiyi listened quietly, feeling that Hall Master An was giving him this guidance out of spite.
After all, over the past three months, Li Weiyi had pointed out more things to her, and even Ci Hang Kai Guang had been learned by her through repeated practice.
Though An Xianjing didn’t say it outwardly, she must have felt somewhat annoyed inwardly.
Now that the Six Burning Karma Technique had advanced further, she finally saw the light after the clouds parted, her entire demeanor radiating triumphant pride.
Taking advantage of her good mood, Li Weiyi said, “Hall Master, that identity of the Fourth Divine Son is truly more curse than blessing. Could you not give it to me?”
“Afraid of Sikong Jingyuan and Sikong Yanlun?” An Xianjing’s smile faded.
Li Weiyi said, “It’s not really fear of them; mainly, I don’t like being in the spotlight. I want to keep a low profile.”
“Want to keep a low profile, yet you killed Wang Shu? Countless people dream of obtaining the Divine Son position, and you’re refusing it? What, do you think the Rice Cult’s Divine Son is inferior to the Jiu Li Clan’s Hidden Person?” An Xianjing questioned him thus, showing no anger.
Li Weiyi said, “Of course not…”
An Xianjing said, “Divine Sons and Divine Daughters have no requirement to undertake missions every season. Moreover, the Fourth Divine Son receives 100,000 merit points per season, which is 400,000 a year—enough to exchange for plenty of resources. In the future, you can even build your own mansion at the headquarters. You can’t possibly live with your master forever, right?”
“Moreover, outside, Divine Sons and Divine Daughters can mobilize vast resources and forces. In the Divine Cult, the Under Heaven Hall’s power surpasses the other three halls combined, with billions of followers, hence three Deputy Hall Masters.”
“In terms of strength, the Divine Cult is not much inferior to the Imperial Court.”
“You killed Wang Zhi and the others at Dao Seed Realm without any ripples, but killing Wang Shu nearly triggered a trial by the four halls? It’s because the higher your status, the greater the price they must pay to move against you.”
An Xianjing tossed him the Divine Son Token engraved with Li Weiyi’s name: “Remember to drip your blood into the token. Don’t think you can sever ties with the Divine Cult. If you flee or betray, what happens to your master? Your master and I are both guaranteeing for you.”
“Stay in Southern Clear Palace and tend rice properly. When your master returns, have her take you to Heavenly Principle Hall to complete the Divine Son enshrinement ritual and announcement ceremony.”
With that, An Xianjing walked out of the formation light gauze contentedly, one hand swinging prayer beads, the other behind her back, exuding a profound and inscrutable air as she strode toward the outside of Southern Clear Palace.
“Greetings, Hall Master!”
“Congratulations Hall Master emerging from secluded cultivation!”
“Heavenly phenomena manifest; congratulations to Hall Master on great advancement in cultivation, Supernatural Realm in sight.”
Outside Southern Clear Palace, a sea of people gathered.
The astonishing phenomena earlier had drawn countless disciples and elders from the headquarters, all bowing in unison, the scene lively and festive, everyone celebrating.
An Xianjing’s secluded cultivation in Southern Clear Palace instead of Spirit Valley Hall had invisibly bolstered the prestige of the Southern Venerable’s senior disciple stationed there.
This newly minted Fourth Divine Son carried extraordinary weight in Hall Master An’s eyes.
After An Xianjing left, Li Weiyi could finally sneak into the Blood Mud Space, using the Fusang Divine Tree and Time Cocoon to accelerate his cultivation of the Seventh Sea.
During this time, he naturally had to guard against Tang Wanzhou discovering his secret.
After becoming a three-star Spirit Mind Master, his Time Cocoon could last up to ten days.
While outside the cocoon, only three days passed.
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Over the next half year, Li Weiyi hardly left Southern Clear Palace except to exchange for cultivation resources, becoming exceptionally well-behaved.
In the eyes of An Xianjing and Yao Qingxuan, he had finally stopped yearning for the outside world and was diligently cultivating and tending Golden Rice.
Seeing him so earnest and obedient, the two brought gifts each time they returned from outside.
During this period, Li Weiyi went with Yao Qingxuan to Heavenly Principle Hall and completed the ritual announcement ceremony. Being the Evil Cult’s Fourth Divine Son wasn’t so bad, as long as it didn’t require him to do wicked deeds; he was happy to cultivate quietly at the headquarters.
Anyway, he had saved the Young Lord of the Northern Territory, so if things got out of hand in the future, he at least had a fallback.
Blood Mud Space.
Within the Time Cocoon.
Li Weiyi finally perfected the Seventh Sea. In that instant of perfection, his entire veins, string pulses, and ten springs erupted in brilliant golden light, resounding with the collective vibration of strings.
This was the process of further solidifying and consolidating his entire foundation after reaching Five Seas Realm Great Perfection.
Veins, string pulses, and physical body would all receive an enhancement.
The Magic Power Spring Eyes became even more surging.
The inner world barriers of the seven seas of qi all shimmered brightly. Upon reaching Dao Seed Realm, there was no longer need to expand Feng Fu and Zu Tian using spring fluid.
After lasting half a day…
Splash!
Li Weiyi’s Zu Tian below the navel erupted with spatial fluctuations.
Then, inside and outside connected, madly absorbing the five elements energy from heaven and earth.
The five elements energy transformed into clear and turbid qi: the clear rose upward, becoming profound black like the sky; the turbid sank downward, becoming yellow like the earth.
“So difficult; finally perfected. Feng Fu at 36,000, Zu Tian at 72,000, corresponding to the numbers of heavenly stems and earthly fiends.”
Li Weiyi sighed deeply in his heart, as if he had traveled 108,000 li to obtain the true scriptures. He had spent too long consolidating the Sixth Sea and Seventh Sea, consuming vast resources and wealth.
But there was no choice.
His inner world was simply too large; just the Fourth Sea and Fifth Sea alone rivaled others’ Feng Fu and Zu Tian.
With his 108,000 units of Feng Fu and Zu Tian, any other martial cultivator would need decades to perfect.
“Zu Tian is indeed very different from Feng Fu, like a world with its own heaven and earth, not just simply larger. No wonder Feng Fu Sowing Dao cannot achieve breakthrough to longevity.”
“Eh! How could this be?”
Li Weiyi inwardly observed his Zu Tian and discovered an inconceivable scene.
Ninth Spring Zu Tian was located below the navel.
Tenth Spring Divine Aperture was in the navel above Zu Tian.
Zu Tian resembled a spherical world, while the boundless Divine Aperture was like a vast and empty universe, suspended above Zu Tian.
More crucially, within the Divine Aperture, beyond the observable region shrouded in Immortal Radiance, lay darkness, void, infinity—perfectly matching a vast cosmos.
Li Weiyi could even imagine that the darkness beyond the Divine Aperture’s observable region likely encompassed Zu Tian, and possibly even Feng Fu and the Five Seas.
This internal vista plunged him into profound shock.
“If Zu Tian is ultimately part of the Divine Aperture, then I can directly use Divine Aperture Sowing Dao. Planets might grow towering great trees, but in the universe, they become heaven and earth divine trees, ancient stellar plants, utterly free from worldly constraints.”
His emotions gradually calmed.
Li Weiyi decided to first practice sowing a Dragon Seed in Feng Fu.
Studying the Ancient Heavenly Emperor’s Great Dao insights would not be a bad thing. After all, Jar Master had said that the Dragon Clan’s Dao was one of the greatest Daos of heaven and earth, an upper-grade Dao Seed.
Dragon Seed Dao Cultivation did not mean completely following the Flying Dragon’s cultivation path.
It was just a seed!
While absorbing the Ancient Heavenly Emperor’s Great Dao insights, he would infuse his own cultivation insights, so each person’s sown Dao would be unique.
Among the Dragon Clan or other forces with Ancient Heavenly Emperor Dao Seeds, this was commonplace.
Like countless seeds from a single tree.
Boom!
Li Weiyi took out a Dragon Seed and struck it into Feng Fu, carefully nourishing it with magic energy.
The Dragon Seed was like a dragon pearl, sparkling and radiant.
Under the nourishment of magic energy, tiny scripture symbols the size of mosquitoes emerged within the Dragon Seed, profound and obscure in form—sometimes like runes, sometimes like dragon claws, sometimes like wind and rain, sometimes like lightning…
All scriptures in the world were symbols of the Dao.
Rune Script, Insect Script, Formation Script, Pill Script, Artifact Script, Beast Script… precisely because they were symbols of the Dao, they could absorb energy from heaven and earth and convert it into various supernatural powers.
Scriptures on codices were at least left by the transcendent, called “Great Dao Scriptures.”
Cultivators could not directly see or touch the Dao; they needed Great Dao Scriptures to comprehend and understand it.
Dao Seed Realm involved constantly comprehending various codices; if one could fully grasp them, they could communicate with the Dao and condense corresponding scriptures within the body, which would grow robustly, take root and sprout, flower and bear fruit.
If Li Weiyi used battle intent to communicate with the mysterious laws of heaven and earth and condense the most compatible Dao Seed for himself, he would first need to comprehend scriptures unique to him to complete Sowing Dao.
The advantage of Dragon Seed Dao Cultivation was that he did not need to do this step.
Countless Ancient Heavenly Emperor scriptures were already within the Dao Seed.
He only needed to build a Soul Bridge to connect his soul spirit with the Dragon Seed.
Fuse soul spirit with battle intent to continuously absorb magic energy and grow. Imprint his own insights onto the Dragon Seed continuously, using the Dragon Seed to forge his exclusive martial way.
On the Dragon Seed’s surface, countless scriptures flickered. Magic energy fully permeated it, completing the refinement.
As it slowly spun, rippling waves surged out. Centered on Feng Fu, the layers of magic energy in Li Weiyi’s body underwent earth-shaking changes.
This transformation lasted a full day.
Li Weiyi completed Sowing Dao and stepped into Dao Seed Realm!
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