The next day, the sun rose, its light slowly streaming into the room.
It was another new day.
He should have headed straight to the classroom after getting up, but Jiang Mu froze the moment he woke.
A holy light instantly entered his mind, bringing him a wealth of information.
"What? The Heavenly Dao wants me to become its successor?"
That was right. The first voice he heard that morning was neither someone sent by the emperor to call him to class nor the greeting of a passerby.
It was not even Tang Wutong's greeting.
Instead, it was the Heavenly Dao's voice ringing in his mind.
It was actually looking for a successor. Not only that, it had even given him an inherited cultivation art.
"Hehe, I'll decide after seeing what this cultivation art is like."
Since things had come to this, he might as well see what kind of cultivation art it was first.
"Supreme Forgetfulness of Emotion Art..."
Jiang Mu: ...
"That's too much!"
What was his dream?
To live out this life freely and unrestrained on the Douluo Continent. If possible, he hoped to find a few more women and enjoy himself.
But this cultivation art...
(To become the Heavenly Dao, one must be without desire. Three Corpses Severing is the initial test: sever the good corpse, sever the evil corpse, sever the self?)
(...)
(Once the cultivation art is mastered, it will be considered complete.)
"Isn't this just refusing to let me be human?"
Jiang Mu practically frowned his way through the entire cultivation art.
The explanation was quite detailed...
The cultivation art was indeed powerful. After learning it, he would be able to understand many things, and everything he saw would become clear and objective, but...
"Does Douluo even have a Heavenly Dao?"
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