The Sermon Ends, A Painting Bestowed Upon Yaochi

That's right, Chen Tian did all this for Earth and his chat group friends. After all, his cultivation technique was the Hongmeng Scripture! A cheat-level technique that leads straight to the Hongmeng Dao Venerable—how could it possibly be flawed?

Livestream Room.

"Good, good, good! The streamer is too generous! Right, I need to quickly pair this with the cultivation technique! Otherwise, even refining Qi into essence won't let me understand a thing."

"Right, right, right... No wait! First, I'll throw some cash at the streamer, thanks for giving us this chance!"

"Well said!"

Then came a barrage of gifts—supercars, super rockets, cruise ships—blasting across the screen!

Inside the Myriad Heavens Chat Group, those who cultivated Dao also showered Chen Tian with thanks.

Then Chen Tian sat down cross-legged, ready to listen to the Dao.

Hongjun began to lecture.

The Three Thousand Mortal Guests had no choice but to listen, since Hongjun hadn't said otherwise, but they still expressed willingness to hear it—even just filling in gaps would do!

"This lecture will be given three times, each lasting three thousand years. After ten thousand years, I will lecture again. Following the third session, I will no longer teach. I hope you all listen well and benefit the Primordial World in days to come." After laying down the rules, Hongjun closed his eyes and began to lecture.

"Refining Qi into essence is regarded as Qi. The Spiritual Energy of Heaven and Earth is abundant and blazing. With a calm heart, perceive it, gather Qi into the body, condense Qi in the abdomen. The abdomen is the core of the Dantian, gathering Heaven and Earth's spiritual energy for refined cultivation..."

"Hm?" Suddenly, Hongjun stopped. Everyone opened their eyes and looked at him in confusion.

Hongjun said indifferently, "The Dharma is not transmitted to six ears!!"

"Ah..."

The crowd was baffled, because in the Primordial World, a scrawny monkey was clutching its ears and screaming in agony.

Chen Tian thought to himself, "Six-Eared Macaque?"

Then the Saint continued his lecture, and Chen Tian set aside his thoughts to keep listening.

The Saint lectured on the Dao—Heavenly Flowers Falling, Golden Lotuses Gushing from the Earth. The Purple Cloud Palace, the Livestream Room, the Chat Group—all fell silent as everyone listened intently to the Saint's words.

Just the sound alone calmed their hearts and gathered their Qi.

On Earth, in the originally bustling pedestrian street, people sat down cross-legged one by one, with only a single voice echoing out.

Even some drivers pulled their cars to the roadside, got out, and sat cross-legged on the ground. Even the inspectors sat cross-legged, quietly listening to the Dao.

The lecture lasted three thousand years. Within those three thousand years, Hongjun taught from refining Qi into essence all the way up to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm. Chen Tian's cultivation skyrocketed from the early Taiyi Profound Immortal stage to the Taiyi Profound Immortal Peak!

For an ordinary person, going from early Taiyi Profound Immortal to the late stage would take who knows how many tens of thousands of years, but Chen Tian did it in just three thousand years.

The lecture was one factor, but the Hongmeng Scripture was the truly powerful one—the spiritual energy it absorbed was dozens of times greater than others! Especially the six suns and moons inside Chen Tian's body, which grew brighter and brighter, even showing signs of a seventh!

As for the Three Thousand Mortal Guests, they all broke through one after another. Of course, the Three Pure Ones did not break through—Hongjun had not yet passed down the Corpse-Slashing method!

"Awaken!!"

The three-thousand-year lecture ended. Hongjun murmured a single word, but it reached everyone's ears. Those who had been wailing, those with furrowed brows, those laughing heartily—all returned to normal.

"Three thousand years have passed. The next lecture will be in ten thousand years." Hongjun looked at the Three Thousand Mortal Guests.

"Thank you, Teacher." The Three Thousand Mortal Guests all bowed, calling him Teacher. Of course, Chen Tian did not bow—Hongjun was not worthy of his bow. Only after Hongjun accepted the Three Pure Ones as disciples would Chen Tian, as their Ancestor Master, be worthy of such respect.

"If any of you have questions, you may speak." Hongjun looked at Laozi, who seemed eager.

"May I ask, Teacher, what realm lies above Great Luo?" Laozi asked urgently, feeling that his suppressed cultivation was growing restless.

Hongjun glanced at him and said, "Above Great Luo is the Saint realm, also known as the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin! However, breaking through from Great Luo to Saint is extremely difficult. I have created an intermediate realm called Quasi-Saint!" Hongjun spoke slowly. "Quasi-Saint is also half-step Saint. One can use an Innate Spiritual Treasure to perform Corpse-Slashing and achieve Quasi-Saint."

"Corpse-Slashing?"

"Correct. By slashing away one's Good Corpse, Evil Corpse, and Self Corpse, one can reach Quasi-Saint Peak." Hongjun continued.

"May I ask, Teacher, are there any drawbacks to Corpse-Slashing?" Yuanshi asked.

"The more powerful the Spiritual Treasure used for Corpse-Slashing, the stronger the result."

"Weng..." The next moment, Laozi's body radiated a mysterious light.

"Slash!!"

With a low roar, Laozi used the Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Exquisite Pagoda to successfully perform Corpse-Slashing! He slashed away his Good Corpse, which transformed into an Old Daoist—the future Taishang Laojun.

"Taiqing pays respects to the original body." Taishang Laojun bowed.

"You and I are one. No need for formalities." Laozi smiled. His cultivation had already reached the early Quasi-Saint stage!

Then Yuanshi and Tongtian performed Corpse-Slashing one after another, both reaching early Quasi-Saint! This shocked everyone present!

Originally, Taiqing Laozi was supposed to break through to Quasi-Saint during the second lecture, but this time Hongjun had taught the Three Corpses method, so he broke through during the first lecture. Yuanshi and Tongtian followed suit!

All three had reached Great Luo Golden Immortal Peak, so breaking through was only natural.

"Do any of you have further questions?" After observing them, Hongjun looked at the others.

Then, one by one, people asked questions, and Hongjun answered each one.

"Three thousand years have passed. This lecture is over. In ten thousand years, you may return to the Purple Cloud Palace. Next time... let there be no farce." Hongjun glanced meaningfully at Chen Tian, then transformed into a streak of light and departed.

Everyone present knew exactly what Hongjun was referring to when they looked at Chen Tian.

Chen Tian shrugged. Blame me?

Before long, the crowd dispersed one after another. Chen Tian lingered until the very end, then dashed toward Yaochi.

Seeing this, Yaochi's face reddened again.

"Hehe, Sister Yaochi, how about coming to the Primordial Wilderness? It's gorgeous out there!" Chen Tian grinned like a sleazy old uncle.

"I... I..."

"Disobedient disciple! Get over here!" Tongtian, seeing this, flew straight over to drag Chen Tian away. Damn it, still trying to flirt? Can't you do that next time?

"Wait, wait, wait..." Chen Tian broke free and said, "Third Master, you're no spring chicken anymore—don't be so rash. It's not good, really not good..."

"Want This Priest to give you a sword strike?" Tongtian unhesitatingly pulled out the Qingping Sword, its Sword Qi flaring.

"Hey, hey, hey, hold on a second." Chen Tian immediately caved, then pulled out the Primordial Divine Brush and began to paint.

Seeing this, Tongtian stopped. He knew full well how powerful his disciple's paintings could be.

In no time, a small figure appeared before everyone's eyes—the painting was none other than Yaochi!

Chen Tian set down his brush, inscribed "Yaochi Fairy Painting," and handed it to Yaochi. With a solemn expression, he said, "Sister Yaochi, this is your husband's token of love for you. Because Third Master and the Dao Ancestor are a couple of old blockheads, your husband must leave now. Ten thousand years from now, I will return! And when I do, I'll make sure the Dao Ancestor betroths you to me!"

"Disobedient disciple!!!"

Tongtian jumped in shock. Damn it, cursing me is one thing, but dragging the Dao Ancestor into it too? Are your bones itching?

"Boom...!"

Sure enough, the next moment, Chen Tian was kicked by a streak of light—a streak shaped like a foot—and sent flying straight into the Primordial Wilderness in an instant...

Those left behind clicked their tongues in amazement. As for the painting, it remained right in front of Yaochi. Face flushed red to her ears, she tucked it into her Daoist robe and ran into the Purple Cloud Palace...