Xuandu paused briefly as he spoke, looking toward Mount Shouyang. "Besides, my master and my two martial uncles only attained their Sage positions after obtaining that strand of primordial violet qi."
"I haven't cultivated for countless years just to remain a Sage's direct disciple forever trapped in the quasi-saint realm."
"My goal is to transcend the quasi-saint realm. Nothing less."
"And your method of evolving a world has given me hope."
Yellow Dragon remained silent for a long time—long enough for the Golden Crow phantom in the Fusang Tree to circle above his head several times, long enough for even Azure Bird to lose patience and climb down from the tree.
Then he sighed softly and stopped trying to persuade him.
He knew there was no point in saying any more.
When Xuandu called the "pinnacle of the quasi-saint realm," a realm countless cultivators in the Primordial World dreamed of reaching, "meaningless," it meant no risk could shake his Dao Heart.
He took a piece of innate spirit jade from his sleeve.
It was jade marrow essence he had found on Mount Buzhou, warm and smooth to the touch, its surface suffused with a faint, chaos-colored glow.
He immersed his primordial spirit in the spirit jade and engraved every insight, experience, lesson, and precaution he had gathered while evolving his world into it!
Once he finished, he took another jade slip from his sleeve and engraved the formation method for the Circumstellar Star Array, which devoured and transformed the qi of chaos, into that as well.
Evolving a world required vast quantities of world essence. In the early stages, it could devour the heaven and earth of the Primordial World, but later, its world essence would have to come from the qi of chaos.
Without this array, the evolved world