As the Blazing Sun World Cluster began reorganizing, the Flame-Prison Celestial arrived, his oppressive aura spreading in all directions.
Every cultivator in the Solar Celestial Palace jolted and hurried out of the palace. Led by Gong Caiyu, its chief administrator of seals and registers, they bowed with utmost respect.
"We juniors"
"pay our respects to you, Celestial elder!"
Dao Integration Divine Lords and Void Refining cultivators alike lowered their heads, their hearts filled with awe and reverence.
Among them were even the most unruly prodigies.
Celestials already stood at the summit of the upper realm, among its highest echelon. The world was full of prodigies and peerless geniuses, but they were called prodigies precisely because they held a sliver of hope of becoming Celestials.
And now, a true Celestial, a monument to the immortal path, stood before them.
"Haha!"
"You youngsters are lively."
The Flame-Prison Celestial glanced over them with a smile.
One sweep of his gaze laid bare the many political struggles within the Solar Celestial Palace. He paid them no mind. Everyone went through that in their youth.
Beyond cultivation and combat, cultivators also needed to understand the ways of the world.
That did not mean plunging into the arena of fame and fortune, clawing one's way through it, blending in with the dust, and finally rising to power. That was not the path most mighty cultivators took.
Cultivation was indeed the foundation.
But one still had to understand worldly affairs rather than know nothing of the outside world. Such a mighty cultivator had far too glaring a weakness and could easily be done in by some underhanded schemer—say, a certain sinister sword cultivator.
"Attend!"
"A decree from the ancestor!"
The Flame-Prison Celestial produced an ancient scroll depicting the sun and sent it rising into the sky, where