How Did You Treat the Sage's Words Like Fart?

Ling Xiao revealed a look of pity, which left the youth stunned.

"Fellow Daoist, what is there to pity? Once I rule over the stars and suppress all the Star Gods, my Dao will be complete. Is there anything wrong with that?"

The youth asked, unable to comprehend.

Ling Xiao smiled mysteriously and said, "Of course it is wrong, because... I am the Sun Star God."

"You...?"

The youth pointed at Ling Xiao, about to speak, but he saw Ling Xiao growing increasingly majestic in his eyes. His figure became vast, boundless, immeasurable, unfathomable, and invincible!

He watched in shock, his expression frozen, unable to utter a single word.

An illusion?

It is not an illusion!

The youth screamed in his heart, his scalp tingling.

Why, as a fellow Star God, could he be this powerful?

This realm left one unable to even conceive of resistance, for any resistance would be futile.

The gap was simply too vast!

"I will give you a choice: stop dreaming of being an emperor who suppresses the stars, and serve as an attendant by my side instead."

Ling Xiao said with a smile, having developed a desire to cherish talent.

A choice?

An attendant?

The youth's face turned ugly, shifting between shades of pale and dark. What kind of choice was this?

He was the dignified Ziwei Emperor; how could he be made to serve as an attendant?

"Is there any other choice?" the youth asked, unwilling to accept this.

"There is." Ling Xiao pointed at the Stellar Tree and said, "That is to become its fertilizer."

He was not a system; he would not offer two favorable choices.

"Fertilizer..."

The youth's heart chilled, and his mental defenses crumbled. "I... I choose to become an attendant."

Although he was born with the destiny of an emperor, he would be nothing if he were dead. He could only blame his bad luck and submit for now.

"Good! I permit you to take the name Ziwei; from now on, you shall be called the Ziwei Attendant." Ling Xiao said with a smile.

Ziwei nodded miserably, not daring to offer the slightest rebuttal.

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

The Stellar Tree grew best on Ziwei Star; transplanting it arbitrarily would be a mistake.

On the way back, Ling Xiao felt inexplicably refreshed and in a great mood. This trip had not only gained him a talented attendant but also an Innate Spiritual Root.

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao could not help but look in the direction of Purple Cloud Palace, wondering how Di Jun and Tai Yi were faring.

Purple Cloud Palace.

The three thousand years of preaching had come to an end. As the final syllable fell from Hongjun's lips, the great beings slowly regained their senses, still lingering in the experience, unable to pull themselves away.

Some beings were intoxicated by the Sage's words, while others wore suspicious expressions, only half-understanding.

The Dao preached by the Sage was too profound; some among them could not fully grasp it.

It was said to be the Dao of the Quasi-Sage, but by the end, they still did not understand how to break through.

Hongjun's gaze shifted, taking in the expressions of all the beings, and he said, "If there is anything you do not understand, feel free to ask."

The words had barely faded when a great being immediately asked a question.

"May I ask the Sage, this disciple is dull-witted and still does not understand how to break through to the Quasi-Sage realm! Or even the Sage realm!"

His question drew unanimous agreement from the many great beings present.

Some among them already knew how to cultivate into a Quasi-Sage, but it was not thorough enough. This fellow Daoist had not only asked about the path of the Quasi-Sage but had also brought up how to become a Sage.

Even Di Jun and Tai Yi were quite curious. In truth, they already understood the method of becoming a Sage in their hearts, but they wanted to hear the Sage's unique insights.

Hongjun nodded slightly, looked at the questioning being with appreciation, and answered unhurriedly:

"There are three thousand Great Daos, and each can lead to the Dao. But to summarize, achieving the Quasi-Sage realm or proving the Dao to become a Sage boils down to three paths."

"The first is proving the Dao through strength, which is to comprehend the laws of the Great Dao and use one's own power of law to break the limits of the Golden Immortal of the Origin. This realm can be called the Golden Immortal of the Origin, and beyond that is the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin..."

"However, now that the Great Dao has receded, comprehending the laws is difficult, and this path is no longer viable."

"The second is proving the Dao through merit, which is to perform great deeds that contribute to the Heavenly Dao. The Heavenly Dao will bestow immeasurable merit, and by merging this merit into one's Primordial Spirit, one can attain the Dao through merit. I will explain the specific methods in detail at a later time."

Hearing this, the great beings felt a sense of loss. These two paths were too abstract; one was already severed, and the other required performing deeds that contributed to the Heavenly Dao.

Without a concrete, actionable method, it could hardly be called a path at all.

Hongjun paused deliberately, and seeing the gloomy expressions on the faces of the great powers, he could not help but nod inwardly before speaking aloud, his voice even more resonant than before.

"The final method is my own path to Proving the Dao."

The eyes of the great powers lit up; a living Saint stood before them, which was proof enough that this method was viable.

"We beseech the Saint for mercy, please bestow this path upon us."

A sycophantic great power spoke up immediately, unable to contain himself.

They could not wait; they did not want to delay even for a single moment.

Hongjun nodded in satisfaction, cast an extra glance at him, and then continued.

"This method is known as Three-Corpse Severing Dao. Every living being possesses three corpses: Good, Evil, and Self. By severing one corpse, one achieves the early stage of Quasi-Sage; severing two corpses leads to the mid-stage, and severing all three leads to the late stage, after which one may cultivate to the perfection of the Quasi-Sage."

"Finally, by merging the three corpses with one's own self, one can attain the supreme Dao."

"However, the three corpses within the body require innate treasures to act as vessels..."

As his voice faded, Hongjun's gaze swept across the room without leaving a trace, only to suddenly notice two figures who looked rather dull-witted, as if they had been stunned into silence.

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

Hongjun felt a flicker of suspicion in his heart, so he asked, "Di Jun, Tai Yi, have you understood what I have preached? If there is anything you do not grasp, feel free to ask."

He was already bordering on giving them special treatment, but the truth was that the cultivation levels of Di Jun and Tai Yi were simply too lackluster.

Hongjun was worried sick, so he wanted to assist them as much as he could.

The gazes of all the great powers shifted in unison toward Di Jun and Tai Yi.

How should one put it?

It was understandable; after all, this was their first time attending a sermon, and having missed the previous one, it was perfectly normal for them to be confused.

Di Jun and Tai Yi snapped back to reality. It was not that they did not understand; they simply had no desire to listen, as their third brother had already told them all of this.

Moreover, Hongjun claimed that the path of Proving the Dao via Law was a dead end, yet their third brother was on the verge of becoming a Golden Immortal of the Origin.

Was this not just the Saint talking nonsense and pretending to know things he did not?

Although they thought this in their hearts, they dared not reveal a hint of it on their faces. Since the Saint had already asked them, it would not do to say nothing. After a moment of contemplation, a thought stirred in Di Jun's mind, and he asked:

"Dare I ask the Saint, among the three methods of becoming a Saint, which one is the strongest?"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the great powers were stunned, and then they looked at Di Jun with expressions of admiration.

They could not tell if he was truly foolish or just pretending.

The Saint had already stated that the path of Proving the Dao via Law was severed, yet he was still asking which of the three methods was the strongest.

Was this not just looking for trouble?

How did you manage to treat the Saint's words like nothing but hot air?