Among Dao Cultivators, it was called the dawn of the Great Dao.
In literary cultivation, it was called Sage Dao, My Heart.
Among Fate Cultivators, it was called fate principle embryonic nurture.
Refining the six True Spirit Fate Mountains made him feel as though he had been born within the fate principle Great Dao, nurtured by it for thousands of years before setting foot in the world.
He still could not fully comprehend these principles of fate, but he would now learn them a hundred, even a thousand times faster than before.
Li Qingxian clenched his fist and put away the six True Spirit Fate Mountains. Then he raised his arm, preparing to cast a Daoist spell, only to stop.
With fifth-rank power and the magical energy of a host of mountains, a single bolt of palm lightning would blow apart the entire Chunfeng Residence.
Just then, Li Qingxian heard an announcement from the Coward King's guard. After a moment's thought, he took out his last Snake Nail and handed it to Han Anbo, along with a talisman.
"This time, don't take action yourself. Keep this talisman on you at all times until I tell you to take it off." Li Qingxian stared into Han Anbo's eyes.
Han Anbo smiled. "All right."
After seeing Han Anbo off, Li Qingxian headed to the Directors' Hall with Zhou Hen.
At the entrance to the Directors' Hall, Li Qingxian paid his respects to Emperor Taining's portrait as usual, then crossed the threshold and walked toward his seat, his gaze sweeping over Jian Yuancang.
Jian Yuancang's swollen face darkened, and his hands tightened slightly around the armrests.
"I was cultivating in seclusion last night. I hope you will all forgive me," Li Qingxian said.
The Coward King watched Li Qingxian through narrowed eyes. Once