Inside the Bronze Immortal Hall, an Immortal Hall resembling a world of its own.
Jiang Ping'an flew onto the enormous throne and sat cross-legged. Countless streams of dense, pure, special primordial energy immediately flowed into his body of their own accord, transforming into mana, vitality, Divine Soul power... and more, nourishing every aspect of him.
Jiang Ping'an took out a freshly picked Enlightenment Tea Leaf and held it in his mouth. Then he closed his eyes and devoted himself fully to comprehending the ninth volume of the Dao Scripture.
With the aid of the Enlightenment Tea Leaf, Jiang Ping'an's mind became incomparably clear. A single thought turned a hundred times, swift as lightning and divine in its precision, yet his attention to detail was as fine as a hair. The ninth volume of the Dao Scripture, vast as the sea and utterly obscure, with each word containing ten thousand meanings and truths that could be understood but not spoken, seemed to become somewhat simpler. He could understand some of it.
Although Jiang Ping'an had previously relied on the panel to take the shortcut when comprehending the Dao Scripture, achieving in one stroke what others needed long years to comprehend, that did not mean his understanding was shallow or incomplete. On the contrary, every one of his insights was entirely correct, without the slightest flaw or ambiguity. His foundation was incomparably solid.
Who knew how long passed before the mystical effects of the Enlightenment Tea Leaf completely faded. Jiang Ping'an stopped comprehending the ninth volume of the Dao Scripture and slowly opened his eyes.
"It doesn't seem all that profound. I can comprehend some of it," Jiang Ping'an murmured. "That is a good thing."
The next moment, he calculated with his fingers and said, "Twenty-four days have already passed. I should