The Imperial Envoy Arrives

"Better not."

Yu Chen could see that Shang Yi had considered it and had even wavered somewhat, but unfortunately, he ultimately chose not to learn any immortal cultivation methods from Yu Chen. Yu Chen had expected as much. He did not press the matter, merely looking at the nine-story pagoda.

"I do not know what is so exquisite about Fellow Daoist Tongming's method, so I can only speak of my own impressions."

"You said earlier that the pagoda is Fellow Daoist Tongming's Dao Fruit. That is somewhat one-sided. That pagoda can be called a part of Tongming's Dao Fruit, but it cannot fully represent Tongming's Dao Fruit. The difference between the two is much like the relationship between His Majesty the Yellow Emperor of Juntian and His Majesty the Human Emperor Xuanyuan."

Hearing the analogy Yu Chen had drawn, Shang Yi was startled at first, then quickly understood.

Yu Chen's example made Shang Yi understand the distinction between the pagoda and the Dao Fruit with perfect clarity.

"As for the concepts behind the many treasures within Tongming's pagoda, since you saw them in your clan's records, they cannot be wrong. As for the fighting method you mentioned, I can only say that it is feasible. How it is to be used will depend on Fellow Daoist Tongming's own habits and style of combat."

As Yu Chen spoke, Tongming had already reached the sixth floor. The moment he entered it, the pagoda collapsed into countless spell restrictions that fled underground. They devoured vast quantities of the grass, trees, mud, and stones blocking the way between the two, then circled Tongming, constantly shifting and reforming.

Only then did Shang Yi realize that the one climbing the tower had merely been Tongming's Primordial Spirit. His physical body was still in the cave dwelling