Lesser Vast Sea.
Inside the cave abode on Supreme White Island.
"The Calendar-Intercalation ritual... so that was how it worked."
Fang Qing set down the book in his hand. It was clearly one of Qingling's offerings.
She had been sensible enough to present most of the Azure Bird Tribe's treasures and texts after entering Xituo Commandery.
The Azure Bird Tribe had long since fallen into decline. Not a single Purple Mansion spiritual item remained, though its secret arts and inherited teachings were still fairly good.
What Fang Qing valued most were several volumes on fire arts and alchemy, a dozen or so Purple Mansion cultivation methods, and the Calendar-Intercalation Method in his hand! The Dragon-Tiger Golden Elixir Method he had hoped for, however, was nowhere to be found. According to Green Clam, Demon King Suwu had only obtained it with great difficulty after perfecting all four of his Purple Mansion divine abilities and personally kneeling at the foot of Fallen Phoenix Mountain for ten years.
"So... every movement of a mighty being from High Antiquity left an imprint on the present world that endured for tens of millions of years... later generations could obtain a ritual response simply by imitating them, gaining all manner of wondrous effects..."
"If a True Lord's might reached such heights, what of the [Year Guardians]?"
Understanding dawned on Fang Qing. The twelve [Year Guardians] had established the overarching trend of metal and fire manifesting the Dao, and it remained so even now. Did that not explain everything? "As for converting my lineage? I don't want to cultivate [Net Moon], nor do I belong to the [Neck Metal] or [Tail Fire] lineages, and I certainly don't want to slaughter everyone I love..." "No, if I want to convert, there's no need for all this trouble."
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