Golden Turtle Island.
The island had changed considerably from when it first emerged.
After they began transmitting the Dao, more blue-robed cultivators appeared on the island.
Most of these blue-robed cultivators, however, were youths.
Their faces still bore traces of immaturity, and a faint thread of golden light seemed to flow deep within every pair of eyes.
The essential core of cultivation along the Dream Immortal Path had not changed.
It was, after all, a Great Dao left behind by a Great Immortal.
Thus, the atmosphere during their cultivation was not as tense as in other sects.
After all, whether entering dreams to cultivate or emerging from dreams to train,
their Dao hearts needed greater tranquility.
Or indifference.
This method of cultivation placed great demands on the Dao heart, so compared with talent, foundations, or providence,
they placed more importance on the Dao heart here.
Ever since that tract of land emerged, the Dream Immortal's Daoist dojo had also appeared.
A major event had occurred in the present Nine Heavens.
Yet beneath this major event, many other turbulent developments were also unfolding.
The aura of every blue-robed cultivator was ever-changing.
"The Dream Immortal Ancestor's Daoist dojo is over there. We need to send people."
"Since the Ancestor's Daoist dojo has appeared, now is the perfect time for these young disciples to go."
As they spoke, the blue-robed cultivators' tones hardly changed.
Anyone present could have seen how relaxed they were.
It was hard to say about the ancestral dojos of other sects. As for the Dream Immortal Ancestor, although accounts of this Founding Ancestor's conduct had been trimmed here and there in the sect's records, with certain things added through subtle, selective wording,
to these blue-robed cultivators of a peculiar existence, the Dream Immortal Ancestor-how should they put it?-was