[Dao-Seeking Heavenly Gate Diagram].
Inside Gloomwood Hall, Heaven's Gatekeeper, dressed as a young Martial General, stared dumbfoundedly at the young man before him, as though he had witnessed something utterly absurd.
"He did it in an instant..."
He had indeed exaggerated a little before. Mind Fasting was absolutely not something every Great True Lord could cultivate; one had to be among the very best of Great True Lords.
The reason he had said it was mainly to give Lu Yang some confidence, to imply that it was simple—he was already a Great True Lord, so surely cultivating it would not be a problem. That way, when it came to the final step of infusing his obsession and finding his "true self," Lu Yang could have a little more confidence and proceed more easily.
"But this is far too easy, isn't it?"
He saw it clearly.
From the moment Lu Yang condensed one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred mental thoughts and built the embryonic form of Mind Fasting, less than the time it took to burn an incense stick had passed before his Mind Fasting reached completion!
What kind of joke was this?
Which obsession or dream strong enough to forge a Mind Fasting did not need to endure countless trials, to be catalyzed by experiences intense enough?
In ancient times, many cultivators had spared no expense in sealing their own cultivation, traveling throughout the Red Dust and enduring innumerable hardships just to have a sliver of hope of achieving this step. But Lu Yang? He had practically accomplished it after merely giving it some thought. Could it be that he had long been struggling and scraping through the Red Dust?
Had he suffered greatly?
That shouldn't be possible. Heaven's Gatekeeper could not make heads or tails of it.
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