Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun's Request

The Gate of All Phenomena was covered in all kinds of patterns. It stood quietly before Meng Qi, bearing the marks of age and ancient simplicity.

When he left Immortal Trace, Meng Qi had traded his chance to study the general principles of the Dharma Body Chapter in the Yuanshi Golden Chapter and his insights into the Heart of Origin Seal for the inheritances of the Heaven-Turning Seal and Wuji Seal. With five seals in hand, he was probably the person who had obtained the most of the Nine Yuanshi Seals since the fall of the Heavenly Court!

He wasted no time. After leaving Immortal Trace, he found a secluded spot, took out the Gate of All Phenomena, pushed it open, entered the cave-heaven, and flew straight to the Myriad Phenomena Sect.

As soon as he reached the main peak, True Person Yunhe's calm, refined voice sounded in Meng Qi's ear. "It's been a long time. I trust you've been well, young friend?"

Hearing his gentle, unhurried tone, Meng Qi understood. He smiled faintly and cupped his hands toward the empty air. "Congratulations, True Person. Now that you've achieved the Yang Spirit, you're no longer what you once were."

It seemed that after years of accumulation, True Person Yunhe had also gained the general principles of Buddha's Palm as a stone from another mountain to polish his jade, and had smoothly taken that crucial step.

As soon as the words left his mouth, Meng Qi sensed the spiritual resonance of the world shift. The void dimmed, then brightened; he felt dizzy and found himself in a quiet room hung with a black-and-white yin-yang symbol. True Person Yunhe sat high on a cloud bed, teacup in hand, eyes half-closed as he savored his tea.

"If I hadn't achieved the Yang Spirit