[The Dao Ancestor lectured for three thousand years. Su Miao could not understand it, so she simply stopped listening. The World Purifier Origin automatically filtered out the violent Dao resonances, leaving behind pure Spiritual Qi that seeped into her limbs and bones like a trickling stream. At the two-thousand-five-hundred-year mark, the white light around her flared, and the Golden Immortal barrier silently shattered. It happened naturally, without the slightest obstruction.]
Bi Xiao blinked, her face full of disbelief. "What? She just... broke through that easily?"
Yun Xiao said, "She was not listening to the Dao. She was 'eating' the Dao.
"To her, those Dao resonances were not knowledge she needed to comprehend, but nourishment she could absorb.
"The methods differed, but the destination was the same."
Bi Xiao fell silent for a while.
"When I broke through the Golden Immortal bottleneck, I spent more than three thousand years in seclusion alone and nearly suffered qi deviation."
Zhao Gongming patted her shoulder.
"At least you broke through.
"How many Cultivators remain stuck at Mystic Immortal for their entire lives? She passed just by sitting in on a lecture. There is no comparing that. Do not compare."
The corners of Bi Xiao's mouth tightened further.
She was not jealous. It was simply that anyone would feel a little indignant at the thought of others effortlessly achieving what they had to risk their lives to attain.
In the eyes of others, her talent might have been quite good.
But when faced with a peerless genius for whom cultivation was as easy as drinking water, she could not help but sigh. Talent truly was a cruel thing.
Houtu stared at the layer of purifying white light on the screen, her gaze narrowing slightly.
She cultivated the Great Dao of Earth—weighty, bearing, nurturing.