How Could You Treat a Sage's Words Like Farting and Get Away With It?

Ling Xiao's face showed a hint of regret, leaving the young man stunned.

"Fellow Daoist, what is there to regret? Once I command the stars and subdue all the Star Gods, my Dao will be complete. What's wrong with that?"

The young man asked in confusion.

Ling Xiao smiled mysteriously. "Of course it's wrong, because... I'm the Sun Star God."

"You...?"

The young man pointed at Ling Xiao, about to speak, when he saw Ling Xiao grow more and more imposing in his eyes, his body expanding into something vast and boundless, grand and primordial, immeasurable, unfathomable, and invincible!

He stared in shock, his expression frozen. He could only stammer soundlessly.

"An illusion?"

"It's no illusion!"

The young man cried out in his heart, his scalp going numb.

Why was he so powerful, when they were both Star Gods?

This level of power left one unable to muster even the slightest thought of resistance, because any resistance would be futile.

The gap was simply too great!

"I'll give you a choice. Stop dreaming of becoming an emperor who rules over the stars. Become an attendant by my side instead."

Ling Xiao said with a smile, feeling a fondness for the young man's talent.

A choice?

An attendant?

The young man's expression darkened, his emotions shifting like the weather. What kind of choice was this?

He was the dignified Ziwei Emperor, and yet Ling Xiao wanted him to become an attendant?

"Is there any other choice?" the young man asked reluctantly.

"There is." Ling Xiao pointed at the Stellar Tree. "You can become its nourishment."

He wasn't the system, offering you two choices.

"Nourishment..."

The young man's heart tightened. Then his psychological defenses crumbled. "I... I choose to become an attendant."

Though he had been born with an emperor's destiny, once dead, he would be nothing. He could only accept his bad luck and submit for now.

"Good! I'll allow you to take your name from Ziwei. From now on, you'll be called Ziwei Attendant." Ling Xiao smiled.

Ziwei nodded miserably, not daring to protest in the slightest.

Afterward, Ling Xiao set up a formation around Ziwei Star and departed with Ziwei Attendant.

The Stellar Tree would grow best on Ziwei Star. Transplanting it elsewhere would only spoil things.

On the way back, Ling Xiao felt inexplicably at ease, in an excellent mood. This trip had not only won him an attendant with a fine origin, but also a primordial spiritual root.

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao couldn't help looking toward Purple Heaven Palace. He wondered how Di Jun and Tai Yi were doing.

Purple Heaven Palace.

The three thousand years of lectures had come to an end. As Hongjun uttered the final word, the gathered mighty figures slowly came back to themselves, still savoring the experience, unable to tear themselves away.

Some mighty figures were immersed in the Sage's words, comprehending them with rapt attention. Others wore puzzled expressions, understanding only bits and pieces.

The Sage's Dao was far too profound. Some of the mighty figures couldn't fully grasp it.

They had been told it was the Dao of the Quasi-Sage, yet by the end, they still didn't quite understand how to break through.

Hongjun's gaze shifted, and he took in the expressions of all the mighty figures. "If there is anything you don't understand, ask freely."

As soon as he finished speaking, one of the mighty figures immediately asked a question.

"May I ask the Sage: this disciple is dull-witted and still doesn't quite understand how to break through to Quasi-Sage—or even to Sagehood!"

His question drew the agreement of many of the gathered mighty figures.

Some of them already knew how to become Quasi-Sages, but still lacked a thorough understanding. This fellow Daoist had asked not only about the Dao of the Quasi-Sage, but also how to become a Sage.

Even Di Jun and Tai Yi were rather curious. They already understood the method of becoming a Sage, but wanted to hear whether the Sage had any unique insights.

Hongjun nodded slightly, gave the mighty figure who had asked a question an approving look, and answered unhurriedly:

"There are three thousand paths in the Great Dao, and every one of them can lead to the Dao. But in summary, there are only three paths to becoming a Quasi-Sage or proving the Dao and becoming a Sage."

"The first is Prove Dao by Force. That is, comprehend the laws of the Great Dao and use the power of your own laws to break through the limits of the Daluo Golden Immortal. This realm can be called the Primordial Origin Golden Immortal. Beyond it lies the Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal..."

"But the Great Dao has now withdrawn from the world, making the laws difficult to comprehend. This path can no longer be walked."

"The second is Proving the Dao via Merit. One must perform deeds of great benefit to the Heavenly Dao, upon which the Heavenly Dao will bestow boundless merit. Fuse that boundless merit with your primordial spirit, and you can attain the Dao through merit. I'll explain the specific method in detail another day."

Hearing this, the gathered mighty figures felt somewhat dejected. These two paths were too abstract. One had already been cut off, and the other required them to perform deeds beneficial to the Heavenly Dao.

Without a concrete method they could put into practice, it couldn't be called a method at all.

Hongjun deliberately paused. Seeing the gloomy expressions on the gathered mighty figures, he nodded to himself, then spoke aloud, his voice even louder than before.

"The final method is the one I used to prove the Dao."

The gathered mighty figures' eyes lit up. A living Sage stood right before them, which proved this method was viable.

"We humbly beg the Sage to take pity on us and bestow this path!"

One of the mighty figures, skilled at flattery, spoke at once, unable to hold back.

He couldn't wait any longer—not even for a moment.

Hongjun nodded with satisfaction and gave him another glance before continuing.

"This method is called Three-Corpse Severing Dao. All living beings have three corpses: the good, the evil, and the self. Sever one corpse, and you can reach the early Quasi-Sage stage; sever two, and you reach the middle stage; sever all three, and you reach the late stage. After that, you can cultivate to Quasi-Sage Perfection."

"Finally, when the three corpses unite with the self, you can attain the supreme Dao."

"However, the three corpses within your body must first be entrusted to primordial treasures..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hongjun's gaze swept discreetly across the crowd. Then he suddenly noticed two figures who looked rather dazed, as if they had been stunned into silence.

Those two figures were none other than Di Jun and Tai Yi.

Hongjun felt somewhat puzzled and asked, "Di Jun, Tai Yi, did you understand what I taught? If there's anything you don't understand, ask freely."

He was practically giving them a private lesson. It was just that Di Jun and Tai Yi's cultivation was somewhat lacking.

Hongjun had worried himself sick, so he wanted to help them as much as he could.

The gathered mighty figures all turned to look at Di Jun and Tai Yi.

What could they say?

They understood. After all, this was their first time attending the lectures, and they had missed one session. It was perfectly normal for them not to understand everything.

Di Jun and Tai Yi came back to themselves. It wasn't that they hadn't understood; they simply hadn't wanted to listen. Their Third Brother had already told them all this.

Besides, Hongjun said the path of proving the Dao via Law was closed, yet their Third Brother was about to become a Primordial Origin Golden Immortal.

Wasn't this just spouting nonsense while pretending to know what he was talking about?

Though they thought this, they didn't dare let the slightest hint of it show. Since the Sage had already asked them, it wouldn't do to say nothing. After a brief pause, Di Jun's thoughts shifted, and he asked:

"May I ask the Sage, which of the three methods of becoming a Sage is the strongest?"

As soon as he said this, all the gathered mighty figures were stunned. Then they looked at Di Jun with admiration.

They couldn't tell whether he was really foolish or merely pretending.

The Sage had already said that the path of Proving the Dao via Law was cut off, and yet he was still asking which of the three methods of becoming a Sage was the strongest.

Wasn't he just looking for trouble?

How could you treat a Sage's words like farting and get away with it?