The Origin of Illusion

Chu Ming could even vaguely sense the most primal breath of life beginning to sprout within the realm.

Though it was only an exceedingly faint trace, it was a qualitative change from nothing into something.

"Good stuff..." Chu Ming opened his eyes and drew a deep breath.

Qingwei withdrew her finger as well, joy on her face. "This scroll is worth at least a hundred thousand Dao crystals. Fellow Daoist Chu, we really struck it rich this time."

Chu Ming shook his head. "The scroll can be copied. Its true value lies in the insights within."

He paused and looked at Qingwei. "Fellow Daoist Qingwei, the section on 'life cycles' in this scroll has much in common with the Azurewood Longevity Art you cultivate.

"I can extract those insights separately for you to study."

Qingwei froze for a moment, then a complicated look flashed through her eyes. "Fellow Daoist Chu... this is far too precious."

"Since we are teammates, we should share." Chu Ming replied calmly. "Besides, if Fellow Daoist Qingwei had not invited me, I would never have encountered this inheritance." As he spoke, his hands formed seals before his chest, and the light of the Order Fireseed between his brows glimmered faintly.

A wisp of pure Order power surged from his fingertips and touched a certain string of characters on the scroll.

The characters seemed to come alive, floating up from the beast hide and rearranging themselves in the air. In the end, they condensed into a verdant point of light. Within it, one could vaguely see plants growing, flowers blooming and falling, and the cycle of life turning.

"This is the core essence of the life cycle in the Myriad Phenomena World Construction Method." Chu Ming pushed the light toward Qingwei. "Fellow Daoist Qingwei, you may contemplate