Your Realm

Qin Yi certainly couldn't stay here for long. Aside from his own numerous tasks, it was uncertain when the Witch God Sect would come knocking to settle Feng Bulie. Even if Zuo Qingtian had other plans regarding the Blood-Chilling Nether Marrow matter, Feng Bulie's death was absolutely not something to be taken lightly.

Now that he's seen many Qian Yuan cultivators, even fought two, and met Wu Xiang, it seems like Qian Yuan cultivators are everywhere. In reality, this is due to Qin Yi's extraordinary luck; with the Taiqing Staff at his side, the responsibilities he bears are naturally greater than those of ordinary cultivators. Can other cultivators at the Tengyun level even meet a Qian Yuan cultivator? Meeting one would be considered an extremely honorable event.

In today's world, cultivators of the Qian Yuan realm are not just everywhere, but at the top of the pyramid, essentially representing the ceiling that cultivators can aspire to reach.

Because Wuxiang has already reached the Yangshen level, embarking on the true path to immortality, though not yet perfect, he already possesses the true essence of a deity. According to some other worldviews, Qianyuan is Spirit Transformation, and Spirit Transformation perfection requires undergoing a heavenly tribulation, which alters one's life form. If there is ascension, then after Qianyuan's perfection, it would be a tribulation-crossing ascension, and Wuxiang should have already gone to another dimension—that's roughly the idea.

After the Immortal-God Calamity, the Door of Myriad Mysteries collapsed. Celestial Heavenly Being plundered ninety percent of the Spiritual Qi of the world and kept it in the heavens, making cultivation increasingly difficult. The ancient glory days when there were countless beings of formlessness and supreme purity were long gone.

The records before the Demon Calamity are chaotic and difficult to verify, but in the ten thousand years after the Demon Calamity, two Formless beings were clearly recorded to have been born.

A Myriad Phenomena Asura Lord attained the state of formlessness seven or eight thousand years ago. The Myriad Phenomena Asura Sect leaped from a Qian Yuan Level Demon Sect to a top-tier sect that dominated the world.

A Celestial Pivot Divine Palace Crane Cry True Man attained the Formless Realm two or three thousand years ago. This also allowed the Celestial Pivot Divine Palace to truly establish its transcendent status that dominated the world.

Xi Yue is the true leader who has survived the Demon Calamity. She resides in the First Palace the Seven Palaces of the Divine Palace, Tian Shu, which essentially means that all commands originate from her. This is because the Palace Master has long been focused on attaining the Taiqing realm and has neglected most other matters.

So why couldn't the three Formless Celestial Pivot Divine Palace achieve overwhelming power? It's because Crane Cry True Person was only at the initial stage. He might not have much influence over the veteran Zuo Qingtian One Zuo Qingtian, and he was inferior to the Myriad Phenomena Asura Lord. Only Xi Yue could stand up to them.

In a sense, this so-called mutual restraint between the righteous and the demonic is like Xi Yue leading a henchman against the Witch God and Sen Luo.

Zuo Qingtian's familiar attitude towards Xi Yue was not without reason.

In short, over ten thousand years, through countless changes and the emergence of many outstanding talents, there are only two formsless ones.

Taiqing? What's that?

Even those who consider themselves geniuses rarely pursue the level of Wuxiang. Everyone knows that without extraordinary good fortune, there's no need to even consider it; Qian Yuan is the pinnacle that can be pursued.

Even if Wuxiang appears only once every ten thousand years, and even if he can beat Qian Yuan as easily as beating a child, he still cannot completely let Qian Yuan not break through his defenses. He must still show a certain degree of respect to Qian Yuan unless he is regarded as an ant.

Feng Bulie was only at the early stage of the Qian Yuan realm, but within the Witch God Sect, he was an absolute high-ranking figure, an elder with immense power, and his importance to the Witch God Sect was self-evident. If the Witch God Sect didn't offer an explanation for the murder of such a high-ranking leader, this so-called top-tier Demon Sect would become a laughingstock.

Zuo Qingtian couldn't possibly stand idly by and watch this happen. In this situation, even if he, Wuxiang, fought Huiyang, no one could accuse him of bullying the weak. If it weren't for Xi Yue protecting him, he would have been crushed to death by Zuo Qingtian long ago.

Now that everyone has temporarily ceased hostilities, Zuo Qingtian has the magnanimity to not immediately turn around and launch a counterattack. However, this doesn't mean the grudge is over. Qin Yi possesses the Chaotic Compass, which would normally allow him to travel the world without being discovered by the Witch God Sect. Now, it's clearly inappropriate for him to be used as a target in the Imperial Palace. What's the difference between that and provoking the Witch God Sect with "Come and fight me!"?

The reason I stayed here wasn't to raise Taotie, but really to keep Li Wuxian.

Speaking of education, there's really not much to teach. Each emperor has his own set of values, and a few words won't change that. However, it's entirely possible and necessary to give more companionship and warmth to the young apprentice who hasn't been properly cared for in a long time, to prevent her from going further to extremes.

High in the sky, Qin Yi rode an airship with Li Wuxian, traveling the world.

Early winter brings light snow, dotting the sky, and the mountains and rivers are already tinged with white. Looking down from the sky, everything is covered in silver, with green hills covered in white snow.

The river flows gently and quietly, snowflakes fall into it, melt away without a trace, and drift eastward with the water.

Even animals are scarce on the land, but occasionally one can see pedestrians and caravans, their shimmering carriages leaving long tracks on the silvery ground. As dusk approaches, the setting sun casts scattered shadows on the snow.

Fisherman are fishing by the river, snow falling on their raincoats. The scene seems frozen in time, like a sculpture or a painting by a celestial being.

"This is your empire," Qin Yi said to Li Wuxian.

Li Wuxian nodded slightly, gazing at the scenery below in contemplation without saying a word.

Seeing an old man in a straw hat and raincoat, fishing alone on a snowy river, some people feel romance and detachment, Quiet Serenity and transcendence, while others feel the cold frost and the hardships of life.

Amidst the snow-covered convoy, some praised the people's diligence and fearlessness, while others lamented the hardships of Celestial Person.

From what perspective one looks at it, it depends on one's own mind; the ideas imposed by others are meaningless.

Qin Yi didn't say anything. Li Wuxian had grown up in the palace since childhood. No matter how smart she was, her understanding of the world was mostly based on what the people around her said and what she learned from books.

Whether you've seen it with your own eyes or not, it makes a difference.

She's smart enough and has her own perspective; all he needs to do is stay by her side.

The airship continued its journey and arrived at the city.

The two flew freely, unaware of which city they were in. The sky was a pale yellow, and the streets were not crowded. Restaurants and taverns were beginning to bustle, their sounds faintly audible. In the soft glow of the setting sun, wisps of smoke rose from chimneys, reaching towards the clouds. There were sounds of women calling their children to eat, toddlers crying, and couples arguing. From somewhere, a wedding procession was taking place, accompanied by the sounds of suona horns, firecrackers, and children's laughter—a cacophony of joy filling the city.

The alleyways and lanes of the city reveal the full spectrum of human life.

In a wooden house on the outskirts of the city, the owner returned home through the snow. With a creak, the wooden door opened softly, and a dog barked softly.

The ancient temple in the mountains, its bell tolls faintly, echoing endlessly, as if no time has come.

"This is also your empire," Qin Yi said again.

The slogan of bringing peace to the world and ensuring the people's well-being is now vividly present before our eyes, so real.

It was neither Universe Mountains and Rivers Painting on the wall nor a magnificent world in a book.

Li Wuxian remained silent for a long time, then suddenly asked, "When Minghe True Person went to Southern Li then, was this what he saw?"

"Maybe... I don't know either," Qin Yi said. "But I do know that you should at least take a look. Just like the rules your ancestors established for royal descendants to roam the martial world, they're truly remarkable."

Li Wuxian, "Since Master cultivates the Immortal Dao and has attained countless wonders, and is close to achieving immortality, why do I still feel that Master is attached to the mortal world and reluctant to leave it?"

Qin Yi thought for a moment, then grinned and said, "Perhaps it's because my cultivation is still shallow. They've lived outside the heavens for too long, and they've forgotten about the mortal world, while I haven't."

Li Wuxian asked, "Which one is better?"

"Whichever you think is better, then that's better. If you don't want to let go, then don't. If you think it's right, then do it. And who says that the spirits must be a certain way?"

Li Wuxian seemed to be deep in thought.

After Qin Yi finished speaking, a slight feeling stirred in his heart, as if something had been opened, but upon closer inspection, there was no trace of it.

The Liusu bounces the ball inside the ring.

The Taotie bounced the strings repeatedly, looking utterly helpless, and said, "Why aren't you reacting to whether this man is interested in you or not?"

"Standard procedure. After all, the concept of 'Formlessness' isn't just talk; it's easier said than done, and there's a long way to go. We'll be grateful if it doesn't turn out like the Land of Chaos."

"..."

Li Wuxian stood quietly on the airship, gazing at the city below for a long time.

Amidst the Cloudy Mountain, a man trudged along, his clothes tattered. "This disciple sincerely seeks the Way, hoping the abbot will take me in."

"You have an elderly mother at home, why are you here?"

"In order to attain immortality and realize enlightenment."

"Take good care of your mother first, then we'll talk about Bodhi."

"This disciple has one hundred taels of sesame oil..."

"... You still have potential."

As Li Wuxian watched, he suddenly burst out laughing.