The treasure Lord spoke of was none other than this world itself: the near-infinite knowledge recording the principles and laws of the world, as well as the splendor of life distilled from countless lives, countless races, countless civilizations, and innumerable stories of rise and fall, reunion and parting.
One corresponded to the heavenly way, the other to the human way. When Heaven and man became one and were forged together, that was cultivation.
Reading history could make one wise; reading books could enlighten the mind. The twists and turns, partings and reunions, joys and sorrows within stories could also, if one immersed oneself in them, stir the soul and even become nourishment for it.
Even things carried by mere words could achieve so much—let alone a vast world that was almost real?!
Before such a world, the higher one's realm, the more one could understand its greatness. Ordinary people could not help but regard this world as a holographic game, but the Mythology figures keenly understood just how much this game was worth.
For one thing, everything within it could be applied in reality.
Even the methods for flying through the heavens and burrowing through the earth could all be put to use if reality also possessed energy that could be controlled by the mind.
Still, though knowledge lay right before them, refining it was no easy task. Transformation took time, and while transforming it, one also had to continually correct one's own path. It could not be accomplished in a single stroke.
Even so, every powerhouse on Earth who had obtained a Grotto-Heaven mark entered a period of rapid advancement.
"Indeed. But precisely because of this, Earth's spiritual civilization becomes all the more important."
"I've only gradually come to understand recently that, for us, Earth's spiritual civilization is an