Laozi's Meditation Cushion Could Scam Someone?

At the Kunlun Mountain Peak, the grass is lush and green.

The "Realm of Non-Action" of Lao Tzu Laozi Taiqing culminates in the flamboyant saying of the Qiankun Ancestor, "Having seen the ocean, other waters are insignificant."

The illusion shattered inch by inch, like a mirror.

When the Qiankun Ancestor opened his eyes, he found himself still huddled in that corner, with a perfectly soft futon under his buttocks.

He instinctively reached into his clothes.

The half of the Roasted Sweet Potato that he cherished more than his own life was still warm to the touch and unharmed.

He breathed a long sigh of relief.

Ahead, the blurry figure of Taiqing Laozi stood silently, his gaze seemingly piercing through countless ages, landing on him, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"Fellow Daoist, congratulations."

Laozi's voice was soft, yet it carried a strange, Daoist charm.

"Having something to hold onto is better than having nothing at all."

"You've passed."

This scene, through Fuxi's "Destiny Live Broadcast Room," was projected frame by frame onto the retinas of billions of living beings in the Primordial World.

At the Kunlun Mountain, the black ocean formed by countless living beings is now deathly silent.

Everyone's minds felt as if they had been plowed by Chaos Divine Thunder, buzzing and completely shutting down.

What exactly did they just see?

That disheveled Old Daoist, who looked like he might starve to death at any moment, actually pulled out half a... leftover Roasted Sweet Potato when faced with Dragon Liver and Phoenix Marrow Innate Supreme Treasure in the supreme illusion that tested his Dao Heart?

Not only that.

He even gave that kind of pure smile to the half-eaten Roasted Sweet Potato... a smile they only ever saw on their own children when they ate candy.

In the end, he was actually judged to have passed!

The reason given is... that one is attached to something?

What kind of absurd logic is this!

Does that mean that if one's only thought about food, one can ignore all the temptations of the world?

This Dao Heart... isn't it a bit too down-to-earth?

"I've got it! I've fucking got it!"

In the crowd, a powerful demon who had just been eliminated in the illusion for coveting unparalleled martial arts techniques suddenly slapped his thigh, looked up at the sky and roared, appearing as if he had gone mad.

"What utter nonsense about being pure and free from desires! What about non-action and naturalness! It's all a lie!"

His eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was filled with the wild joy of surviving a catastrophe.

"True supreme Dao Heart is single-mindedness! It is ultimate single-mindedness! As long as my heart is only filled with my tigress, then all those cultivation techniques, secret manuals, and magical pets are just fleeting clouds!"

"That's right! How come I didn't think of that!"

A wolf demon nearby, bewitched by the fairy's illusion, also pounded the ground and howled.

"As long as I only think about that little she-wolf on the next mountain, what is this Nine Heavens Profound Lady? In my eyes, she's nothing but a skeleton with legs!"

Suddenly, the scenery at the foot of the mountain changed dramatically.

Countless eliminated beings seemed to have their Ren and Du meridians opened up, finding a brand new shortcut to cultivation. They beat their chests and stamped their feet, regretting that their Dao Heart were not "devoted" enough.

At the Kunlun Mountain Peak, the divine consciousness of the Three Pure Ones was already in turmoil.

"Brother! What are you doing! This is blatantly letting them win!"

The Tongtian Jiaozhu's voice was almost a shout, filled with the exasperation of being so thoroughly outmaneuvered.

"That old Delia was practically drooling, his Dao Heart was on the verge of collapse, how could you let him pass? Are you still clinging to something? All he cares about is food!"

"Brother, this is inappropriate."

The voice of the Yuanshi Tianzun was as cold and hard as ice, and he felt as if Kunlun's face was being pressed and rubbed into the ground.

"My exquisite labyrinth of wisdom was turned upside down by him with Mahjong and a pile of junk. Your test of the Dao Heart, which points directly to the source, was broken by him with half Roasted Sweet Potato."

"If this precedent is set, where will Kunlun's dignity be? Where will the respect of the Great Dao be?"

"Second brother, third brother, don't worry."

Taiqing Laozi's voice was as calm as ever, but it concealed a hint of helplessness that even he himself was unaware of.

"You only saw that he had greedy thoughts, but you didn't see how he ultimately 'conquered' those thoughts."

"That table full of Dragon Liver and Phoenix Marrow was, to him, an 'ocean'."

"And the half-eaten Roasted Sweet Potato in his arms was his 'Wushan' (a euphemism for sex)."

"To remain devoted to a clear spring even amidst turbulent times—this state of 'guarding one's heart' transcends the mere concept of 'desirelessness'."

"I, Old Daoist priest, am ashamed to admit my inferiority."

Taiqing Laozi's cryptic explanation left Yuanshi and Tongtian speechless.

They always felt something was off, but upon closer examination, it all made perfect sense.

"Hmph, nonsense!"

The Tongtian Jiaozhu muttered angrily, but did not refute it further.

After all, even Yuanshi's proud labyrinth was demolished as a junkyard, so it doesn't seem so hard to accept that his elder brother's challenge was broken through by a Roasted Sweet Potato.

At this moment, the other people on the field also woke up from the illusion one after another.

The Yang Mei the Great Immortal and the Yin-Yang Ancestor remained as steady as a rock, never lifting their eyelids once. To them, this illusion was nothing more than fleeting smoke.

The other two rogue cultivators, though their auras were ancient and unassuming, managed to steady their minds and pass the test smoothly thanks to their millions of years of arduous cultivation.

Thus concludes the third challenge.

Only five people remain who have passed the level.

The Qiankun Ancestor, the Yang Mei the Great Immortal Yangmei, the Yin-Yang Ancestor, and those two mysterious ancient rogue cultivators.

Congratulations to the five fellow cultivators.

The figure of Taiqing Laozi faded in the wind, and his voice drifted across the grass.

Before everyone could react, a gentle yet boundless Qi of Creation emanated from the other side of Kunlun Mountain.

Empress Nuwa's smiling voice was like a spring breeze caressing the hearts of all living beings.

"Fellow Daoists, you've worked hard."

"I will be in charge of the fourth round."

The words had barely left his mouth.

Under everyone's astonished gaze, a magnificent, dreamlike garden unfolded out of thin air atop the mountain.

In the garden, exotic flowers and strange plants compete for beauty, and each plant exudes a rich Life Origin.

Countless tiny creatures, formed from pure Qi of Creation, chased and frolicked among the flowers.

There was a little golden turtle with butterfly wings on its back, which flew slowly.

There are seven-colored little mushrooms that can sing the true words of the Great Way in seven different tones.

Even more eye-catching are a group of fluffy, fierce-looking kittens with translucent, glass-like tails that waddle as they walk.

They were tilting their heads, their pure, innocent eyes curiously observing these uninvited guests.

Wow! It's a kitten! So many fluffy things!

At the mountaintop, Lin Shen's eyes instantly lit up like stars, his little face filled with longing.

He loves these fluffy, soft little animals the most!

Nuwa heard Lin Shen's cheers, and the smile on her lips grew even gentler.

This is exactly the effect she wanted.

She looked down at the five players who had passed the test and announced the rules in a gentle voice:

"My level is called 'Garden of Love'."

"The rules are simple: each of you five must choose your favorite animal from the garden and spend a day with it."

"On this day, you are responsible for taking care of it, keeping it company, and ensuring it doesn't suffer any grievances or become unhappy."

"After one day, I will determine whether you have passed based on the mood of these little guys."

This test sounds easier than any of the previous ones.

It's just taking care of the child for one day, isn't it?

But when Qiankun, Yang Mei, and Yin Yang, these three old demons who had fought their way out of Chaos, heard this rule, their expressions all changed.

It was an expression even more solemn than when facing divine lightning.

They were not afraid of magical duels, risking their lives, or testing their Dao Heart.

Could you let them go and comfort the child?

Or is it this kind of creature, seemingly so fragile that a mere breath could shatter it?

This is even more outrageous than sending them to the Zixiao Palace to fight the Dao Ancestor!

"That... Empress Nuwa."

The Qiankun Ancestor was the first to raise his hand. He forced a fawning smile, but his voice trembled slightly as he cautiously asked:

"Excuse me..."

He paused, swallowed hard, and with all his might, asked the most important question that had been swirling in his mind.

"These little animals... can... can we eat them?"

Upon hearing this statement...

The entire Kunlun Mountain, from the Sage (Hongjun were secretly watching) to the ants, were once again plunged into an eternal silence.

Empress Nuwa's warm, spring-like smile froze on her face instantly.

At the mountaintop, Lin Shen's eyes, which had just been sparkling, suddenly widened, her little mouth pouting, as she glared angrily at the old man in the water mirror who seemed oblivious to his own mortality.