After teaching Gouchen his cultivation techniques and divine abilities, Donghua left him to his own devices and considered what to do next.
The Kongtong Seal had not yet fully formed, and it was not time for it to emerge. But if he simply gave up and left, that would be such a waste!
If he refused to give up, he would have to keep watch here indefinitely. That wasn't a solution either. Wasting so much time over a spiritual treasure—even one like the Kongtong Seal—wasn't worth it.
Innate Spiritual Treasures weren't better simply because there were more of them. The best ones were those suited to you.
Even if you were given a top-tier treasure, if it didn't align with your own Dao, it would be worse than an upper-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure that suited you.
Donghua stood atop the mountain, gazing down at towering Shouyang. Shouyang Mountain was neither as vast as Mount Buzhou nor as imposing as Kunlun, but it possessed a unique aura.
Looking east into the distance, he saw rosy clouds spread across the sky in dazzling colors. A red sun burst forth, its divine might no less than Mount Buzhou's, rising high in the Sky Vault.
Looking north across the Primordial Wilderness, towering Mount Tai soared into the sky, its myriad forms stirring the soul.
Looking south across the Primordial Wilderness, the ranges of Shouyang stretched as far as the eye could see, winding and undulating. The Yi-Luo River gleamed like a ribbon beneath the midday sun;
Looking west across the Primordial Wilderness, Yique lay hazy in the distance, while countless auras surged forth.
The sight was truly captivating. It was a shame that this was Taishang's Daoist sanctuary.
"Hmm, Taishang?"
"Why does Shouyang Mountain have to be Taishang's Daoist sanctuary?"
"What does present-day Shouyang