Zixiao Guest: Is This How Sages Preach?

"That... which divine being is it?"

Dong Wang Gong, as if possessed by some ghostly impulse, asked again.

No sooner had he asked.

Dong Wang Gong knew he should not have asked.

Because the pressure on his body had increased by another notch.

Hongjun was silent for a short while.

Only then did he speak again.

"Lei Jun Palace was formed by heaven, and naturally, the Daoist Script also came from the heavens above!"

Having said that.

Hongjun shifted the topic.

He was no longer prepared to answer questions.

Instead, he was ready to begin preaching the Dao.

"This Old Daoist is a Heavenly Dao Sage, and must now teach and transform all beings on behalf of heaven."

"There will be three sessions of preaching, each lasting ten thousand years."

"This time shall be the first!"

"The main topic..."

Hongjun suddenly paused.

He was somewhat at a loss as to how to continue.

Because according to the plan.

The preaching was divided into three sessions.

The first session was supposed to cover realms at and below Da Luo, allowing cultivators to cultivate to Peak Da Luo.

But now.

There were already several cultivators at Peak Da Luo!

How was he supposed to teach this?

Should he jump straight to the content of the second session, which was Quasi-Saint?

Then those who had not reached Peak Da Luo.

Would they be able to understand?

There was no choice.

He would have to follow the trajectory of Fate after all.

Hongjun sighed inwardly.

He could not change it any further, or else things would spiral out of control!

Immediately after.

Hongjun could not be bothered to waste another word, and directly began his preaching.

Let it be whatever it would be.

He no longer cared!

In the blink of an eye.

Ten thousand years passed.

The first session of preaching came to an end.

Ten thousand years.

Was not a long time.

For the great beings within Lei Jun Palace, it felt even shorter.

It was almost as if no time had passed at all.

And the preaching was already over.

But at this moment.

The reactions of the various cultivators within Lei Jun Palace were far from uniform.

When a Sage preaches the Dao.

Strange Phenomena are bound to descend, and naturally, Hongjun was no exception.

Throughout the ten thousand years.

The Dao Sounds rang out in waves, and celestial music drifted through the air.

Furthermore, boundless Golden Lotus surged forth.

The Strange Phenomena were certainly not few.

But as for the effect of the sermon...

That depended on the individual.

This was precisely why the cultivators' reactions varied so widely at this moment.

Each cultivator's response.

From their original cultivation level, from low to high, shifted from confusion to clarity, and then from clarity back to confusion.

Yet those two instances of "confusion"

stemmed from two entirely different reasons.

The former

was due to low cultivation; a considerable portion of the sermon's content had not been understood.

These cultivators were originally at the early Da Luo stage.

After grasping the opportunity of the Daoist Script, they barely reached the mid stage.

They could not fully comprehend the content of Hongjun's sermon.

As for those with clear eyes, there was no need to elaborate.

Take Taiqing and Yuanshi, for example.

They listened with rapt intoxication, their cultivation rising by a notch, both reaching the Peak Da Luo stage!

As for...

the last small group of confused cultivators, it was not because they hadn't understood.

Rather...

they felt they had listened to nothing at all!

Their gains were minimal!

To say they had gained nothing at all would certainly be untrue.

After all, Hongjun's cultivation level was right there.

There was still something to it.

At the very least, it allowed these cultivators to solidify their foundations somewhat.

But compared to their expectations, it fell far short.

Their cultivation progress was extremely unremarkable.

Therefore, these cultivators, who were already at Peak Da Luo before the sermon, felt bewildered.

Two words appeared in their hearts.

Is that it?

Is this what a Sage's sermon amounts to?

No way?

Or perhaps...

a second sermon will follow shortly?

If that were the case, then there was still something to look forward to.

There was no helping it.

After all, for cultivators already at Peak Da Luo, this sermon truly lacked any "substance."

For a moment, Di Jun, Tai Yi, Dong Wang Gong, Kunpeng, and the others

all thought the same.

Just then, Hongjun's indifferent voice rang out.

"The first sermon is concluded!"

"The second sermon will commence after one Eon."

"At that time, you may return!"

Hm?

After one Eon?

Several cultivators who were originally at Peak Da Luo.

Were a bit dazed.

Di Jun hurriedly pressed further.

"Dare I ask the Sage, during this time, may we remain outside Lei Jun Palace?"

Hongjun's tone remained unchanged.

Indifferent, he said.

"During this period, Lei Jun Palace will vanish."

"It will only open after one Eon!"

"Ah?"

At these words.

Di Jun and the others couldn't help but freeze.

Even feeling regret.

Some, unable to hold it in, cried out.

"Hiss~"

"If I had known!"

"I should not have come in to listen to this sermon!"

"I should have comprehended the Daoist Script at the entrance!"

"A missed opportunity..." This was Dong Wang Gong's voice. Instantly.

Lei Jun Palace fell silent, and also startled.

Whether those who were previously confused.

Or those who were clear-headed before.

At this moment.

Their reactions all became the same, turning into shock.

Good heavens!

He really dared to say that!

And saying he shouldn't have come in to listen to this sermon?

Not afraid of the Sage's punishment?

Sure enough.

Hongjun's brow furrowed slightly. If not for his steady temperament, he might have lost his composure right then.

But even so.

He still cast a glance at Dong Wang Gong.

Just that one glance.

Made Dong Wang Gong's heart tremble with fear.

'It's over!'

'I have narrowed my path!'

'I probably won't be qualified to listen to the next sermon, right?'

At this time.

It wasn't just Dong Wang Gong who held this thought.

Other cultivators felt similarly.

Di Jun and the others even shot Dong Wang Gong looks of admiration.

Though they had similar thoughts earlier.

They only thought them.

And didn't voice them.

But Dong Wang Gong? He truly had no fear of death!

Additionally.

Some were gloating, such as...

Jie Yin and Zhun Ti?

To be precise.

It wasn't that the two of them were staring at Dong Wang Gong, but rather at the Prayer Mat beneath him.

Dong Wang Gong might not be able to come in again.

Then the Prayer Mat beneath his seat—couldn't it soon change owners?

Amid the varied thoughts of the assembled cultivators.

Hongjun did not speak.

Nor did he mete out punishment. Instead, he flicked his whisk.

And directly vanished.

But to Dong Wang Gong, this was more terrifying than any punishment.

Punishment, at least, was out in the open.

But this situation—who knew when calamity might descend!

For a moment.

Dong Wang Gong felt a pang of despair.

The cultivators who were preparing to rise and leave also cast him looks of sympathy, united in their gaze.

Only Dong Wang Gong himself.

Could only think bitterly, could it be...

That the next time the Dao was taught.

He would have to stay by the door?

But then.

If, at that time, there were still Daoist Script opportunities by the door.

Perhaps...

He could make up for some of it?

Soon.

Within Lei Jun Palace.

The cultivators dispersed one by one.

Lei Jun Palace also faded from sight.

No longer perceptible.

And so.

The first sermon truly came to an end.

Heaven Beyond Heaven.

Unlike the other cultivators.

Taiqing and Yuanshi were quite satisfied with this sermon.

Not only had they listened with rapt absorption.

But their cultivation had also made clear progress.

Now.

Both were at Peak Da Luo.

Only one step away from crossing into the next realm.

Compared to before.

Their cultivation had advanced markedly.

Enough to even firmly surpass Di Jun, Tai Yi, and the others.

Such were the benefits of foundation and comprehension.

Listening to the same sermon.

Their gains were simply greater than others'.

At this moment.

Yuanshi, brimming with high spirits, thought of Tongtian.

Then spoke.

"Elder Brother, I wonder how Third Brother is faring now. I cannot deduce his location at all."

"Could it be..."

"That he has found an opportunity?"

Taiqing pondered for a moment, then spoke.

"Perhaps."

"If he can find an opportunity, that would naturally be excellent."

"But..."

Taiqing paused.

Shaking his head, he said.

"Opportunities aren't so easy to come by, are they?"

"Our cultivation has advanced thanks to the Sage's lectures. No matter how great his opportunity, can it surpass the Sage's?"

"After this, we should still guide him a bit!"

"Also, we cannot miss the next two lectures!"

"I have a feeling that the next lecture will cover the realm beyond Da Luo!"

Yuanshi listened, then nodded.

Indicating his agreement.

He smiled.

"With our current cultivation, we can certainly guide him!"

The two spoke as they went.

Making their way from Heaven Beyond Heaven back to the Primordial Wilderness.

Just then.

Both felt a stir in their hearts.

Sensing an opportunity.

It seemed to be... at Mount Buzhou?

Immediately.

Without hesitation, they quickened their pace, heading toward Mount Buzhou.

At the same time.

Within the Immortal Mountain Academy.

Lei Jun ceased his lecture.

To be precise.

Whether it was Lei Jun Palace or the assembled cultivators, none could escape his perception.

All changes.

Were within his grasp.

Naturally, this included the opportunity that Taiqing and Yuanshi had just sensed.

In truth.

It wasn't just their opportunity; it also involved a few other cultivators.

But some of these cultivators.

Were still within the academy and hadn't gone out yet.

Of course.

Due to Lei Jun's intervention.

Whether they could still receive the Heavenly Dao's bestowed opportunity after leaving was actually unknown.

But it didn't matter.

If the Heavenly Dao wouldn't grant it, Lei Jun could do it himself.

However.

What made him stop his lecture wasn't this opportunity.

But rather...

A visitor from beyond the heavens!

The "System" he had observed for so long had finally arrived!

A long time ago.

Lei Jun's Primordial Spirit had slipped out, wandering through Chaos.

Allowing him to glimpse.

A mysterious space within Chaos.

This space.

Lei Jun named it the "System Space."

Inside, there were rewards given to the "host" by the "system."

And so on.

Spirit Treasures, Supreme Treasures, Spirit Roots—everything one could imagine.

Only...

They were all projections, not real.

External energy was needed to manifest them.

And in the process of manifestation.

The system could use the "host's" hands to seize the World Origin, and even other things of the Mysterious and Profound.

Even...

The host itself!

Although before, this was merely Lei Jun's speculation.

But as observation proceeded.

The speculation was confirmed.

Because at this moment.

A chance opportunity that came from beyond the heavens contained a faint wisp of consciousness.

And together with the opportunity.

It landed on...

Mount Buzhou!

"Just as I thought!"

"Right around the time of the First Sermon, a 'Transmigrator' has appeared!"

"I just wonder..."

"What kind of 'system' this will be?"

Inside the Academy.

Lei Jun couldn't help but feel a bit curious.

With a single thought.

He saw everything.

He thoroughly perceived that opportunity, including the consciousness, and also the host itself.

Then.

He couldn't help but let out a soft laugh.

The cultivators who were listening to the sermon couldn't help but exchange glances.

Earlier.

Whether it was the cultivators who had originally been in the Small Courtyard, or those who had come later, like Nüwa.

They had all gathered together.

Each found a place to sit and focused on listening to Lei Jun's sermon.

But now.

For some unknown reason, Lei Jun had stopped.