Before Biyou Palace on Golden Turtle Island.
Li Er felt the miraculous changes in his body, and an unprecedented joy rose within him.
He was not afraid of seeing his own bones and blood vessels, though seeing his skeleton through this peculiar inner vision was quite terrifying.
He discovered that after the spiritual energy lotus flowers entered his body, they transformed into streams of spiritual energy that cleansed his fleshly body.
He did not know how to circulate his meridians or direct the spiritual energy, so he could only let it wash through him freely.
Before long, he was astonished to discover that all this spiritual energy gathered in one specific place—like a bottomless pit, it continuously absorbed the spiritual energy.
Then it expelled purer, more powerful spiritual energy, which flowed through his meridians and further cleansed his fleshly body.
The dantian.
In that instant, he understood. This was the dantian.
Li Er felt as though he had been enlightened, grasping the mystery of where spiritual energy belonged.
So he began plucking and devouring spiritual energy lotus flowers even more recklessly. The dantian within him was like a greedy beast, with an enormous demand for spiritual energy.
Very quickly, he noticed that everyone around him was immersed in cultivation. He alone could not understand the Saint's sermon, making him seem utterly out of place.
Rather than feeling discouraged or ashamed, he hardened his resolve and stood up. He moved freely through the crowd, plucking the spiritual energy lotus flowers floating in the air one by one and stuffing them into his mouth.
He knew Sect Master Tongtian could clearly see everything he was doing. Since he had not been stopped, there was no need to sneak around. He might as well do it openly.
Sect Master Tongtian, seated cross-legged in the air as he preached, was frustrated. By all rights, the Dao he taught should have brought everyone into a special state of enlightenment. Even mortals should have been no exception.
Yet that brat in the distance had actually stood up and was sneaking around devouring spiritual energy lotus flowers everywhere. Worse, he was using the most ancient method of Qi refiners, crudely and forcefully inhaling and exhaling spiritual energy.
Sect Master Tongtian simply used a spell to pin him in place. With a thought, he gathered all the spiritual energy lotus flowers in the area around him, then used another technique to conceal his condition.
Li Er's heart skipped a beat. He noticed Sect Master Tongtian's warning gaze and watched as spiritual energy lotus flowers continuously piled up before him for him to devour.
Anyone else receiving Sect Master Tongtian's attention would have leapt for joy, but Li Er was filled with terror.
He had transmigrated here. According to the usual rules of novels, he was an anomaly in this world, an uncontrollable variable.
And what Heavenly Dao Saints hated most were precisely such anomalies and uncontrollable variables.
If this Saint, Sect Master Tongtian, discovered anything unusual about him, Li Er did not dare gamble that his sword would be dull. Sect Master Tongtian's sword was famously vicious!
Should I run away now? Li Er thought to himself.
But after trying, he found himself restrained in place by a spell, unable to move.
I'm done for! I'm definitely going to die.
Having no control over life and death really sucks. Still, getting to experience cultivation before dying isn't too bad.
But what's with this dantian? Even so much spiritual energy can't fill it.
I refuse to believe this. Li Er immediately shifted his attention. Otherwise, he felt he would lose it, and then death would not be far away.
In an instant, Li Er's consciousness entered his dantian, and he was immediately shocked by the scene within.
It's that pearl!
Zixiao Palace.
Hongjun, the white-haired old man, opened his eyes. With a trace of confusion, he looked at the Creation Jade Tablet in his hand. He was slowly constructing the Heavenly Dao's design for the entire Primordial World, so why had an uncontrollable law of the Great Dao suddenly appeared?
"It seems like that Dunyi, yet also like an anomaly. What's going on?" Hongjun muttered as he began manipulating the Creation Jade Tablet in his hand, seeking to determine where this anomaly was.
"Hm? A Saint is sheltering him and concealing his providence. Could it be that a Chaos Demon God has invaded the Primordial World?
Or has Yang Mei returned?" Hongjun said in some surprise. This providence had been concealed by a Saint of equal rank.
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"It seems I must pay closer attention. Although the Heavenly Dao already has six Saints as its foundation stones, it has not yet been fully constructed. It is not suitable to act rashly."
Kunlun Mountain—Yuxu Palace.
Yuanshi Tianzun awoke from cultivation, roused by the disturbance in the Heavenly Dao. The Heavenly Dao actually carried fluctuations of fear. It was too strange.
"Third Brother has begun accepting disciples today. Sigh, who knows how long he will keep making a fuss? Such a vast Kunlun Mountain, yet I am the only one left here.
Eldest Brother stays on Shouyang Mountain and does not even come back to take a look." Yuanshi Tianzun spoke helplessly. They had become Saints, imperishable through countless tribulations.
They should have been drinking together and discussing the Dao. Instead, those two had gone wandering, leaving him alone to suppress Kunlun Mountain. He was so bored that he could only cultivate.
"Forget it. Let me see Third Brother's disciple recruitment."
Yuanshi Tianzun used the Pangu Banner to conjure a scene of Golden Turtle Island. A moment later, his brows furrowed tightly. He could not see anything.
The Western lands.
Saint Zhunti hurried to find Saint Jieyin and said joyfully, "Senior Brother, did you feel it? The Heavenly Dao has stirred. A great calamity is about to descend."
"Junior Brother, what is there to be happy about when a great calamity descends?" Saint Jieyin said helplessly. In his efforts to develop the West, his junior brother had become obsessed.
"Senior Brother, that is not true.
Throughout history, every calamity has contained opportunities. Those who fall into hardship during calamities are our opportunities. We can guide them to our West.
Then we will have people to develop the West. It will be merit beyond measure!" Saint Zhunti said earnestly, wisdom gleaming in his eyes.
"The problem is that Dijun's Demon Race rules the heavens, while the Wu Clan rules the earth.
The six Saints of the Primordial World have taken their places and stabilized the world. No further calamity can possibly arise," Saint Jieyin said helplessly.
"Senior Brother, remain in the West. I will go to the East and look for an opportunity.
The Heavenly Dao's fluctuations cannot be wrong." Saint Zhunti spoke seriously, a flash of determination passing through his eyes.
"Junior Brother, act carefully."
"Senior Brother, I will leave the West in your care."
Shouyang Mountain.
The Grand Pure Saint raised his head, his gaze passing through layer after layer of space to settle upon Zixiao Palace within the chaos. Taiji Dao principles flowed through his eyes. After watching for a long time, he withdrew his gaze.
"Third Brother, you are too young. Taking in so many disciples means you deserve to suffer a little.
But that trace of anomalous fluctuation vanished at Third Brother's Golden Turtle Island. Could it be a Dao technique he comprehended?
Still, he truly was careless to let the Heavenly Dao detect him. Fortunately, I acted in time to help him. What a troublesome little brother." The Grand Pure Saint spoke helplessly, a trace of affection flashing through his eyes.
Nüwa Palace.
Saint Nüwa turned over and continued sleeping, casually shielding Nüwa Palace to keep the Heavenly Dao from disturbing her sleep again.
All she wanted now was to lie around like a corpse. After being tricked by the Heavenly Dao, she had lost interest in the entire Primordial World.
Besides, Nüwa Palace was now beyond the chaos, so she could not interfere with the affairs of the Primordial World at all.
Golden Turtle Island.
Sect Master Tongtian was speechless at this moment.
How many spiritual energy lotus flowers had this little mortal eaten just to break through to the Golden Core Stage? These were spiritual energy lotus flowers condensed from his Saintly laws. The boy was useless beyond all reason.
Even if he fed those spiritual energy lotus flowers to a blade of grass, it could have become an Earth Immortal.
"-_-|| What does stretching mean? Did he just wake up? I, a dignified Saint, am preaching the Dao, and he actually fell asleep?"
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