Qiushui Daoren knelt before the Holy Emperor and listened to his teachings. The anomaly from when he had first advanced to the Mahayana Stage, when he had been unable to control his own power, had gradually faded away. The formidable qualities of the Daluo Hundiantianjing were also revealing themselves bit by bit.
Whether in mind or Dharma body, he was now growing rapidly. His aura and bearing changed with each passing day.
Yet the more he progressed, the more keenly he could sense the Holy Emperor's strength.
He was like a lake that kept rising as it faced an abyssal sea. Even now, he had not seen the depths of the Holy Emperor.
When the lecture ended, the Holy Emperor spoke pleasantly. "Lord Qiushui, has there been any discomfort in your Dharma body recently?"
Qiushui Daoren bowed deeply in gratitude. "This subject is overwhelmed by Your Majesty's concern. Since receiving Your Majesty's promotion, this subject's cultivation has grown stronger by the day. I feel no discomfort whatsoever."
The Holy Emperor nodded, but the gloom in his heart grew heavier.
Was this cultivation method truly authentic?
Or had the tampering within it been hidden so deeply that even he could not detect it?
He waved a hand, dismissing Qiushui Daoren. At the very end, he added, "Lord Qiushui should follow the ancient customs and prepare his own ****. A Mahayana **** must be conducted with grandeur."
That could be considered a means of bolstering morale as well.
Qiushui Daoren looked overwhelmed by the favor.
A **** was a celebration held after a cultivator achieved a breakthrough. Generally speaking, only breakthroughs at the Core Formation realm or above qualified one to hold such a gathering.
A Mahayana **** was the greatest grand ceremony in the mortal world. Though theoretically there was still