Can You Really Not Cultivate Without Spiritual Roots?

As soon as the Lord finished speaking, the figures were stunned, though each focused on something different.

The Great Yokai clicked his tongue in amazement. "Impressive! He's like the two of us—a case of One Proof, Eternal Proof. I can't say I lost the Ten Thousand Souls Banner for nothing."

The Ghost King looked regretful. "So he's a transmigrator. That means we can't travel back to before he was born and kill him."

The Queen Mother stared at the Lord in disbelief. "Even you, the strongest among us, couldn't beat him?"

Bull Face disagreed. "Impossible. If that man could beat the Lord, the Lord would be dead, not sealed."

The Lord nodded. "He didn't take the Great Yokai's Ten Thousand Souls Banner by force, and he didn't kill me. That tells me he's still growing. We have to find a way to crush him before he becomes a threat."

The Great Yokai shook his head. "It won't work! It won't work!"

Seeing everyone look at him, the Great Yokai said, "Our greatest advantage right now is that he doesn't know we've discovered his ability to relive events."

"So the moment I found the Ten Thousand Souls Banner missing, I made a solemn vow: one year from now, I'll bury a treasure at the Ancient House, arrange for a particular nobody to find it, and have the news spread far and wide."

The Queen Mother didn't understand. "What do you mean?"

The Ghost King and Bull Face looked just as puzzled.

Only the ever-scheming Lord caught on at once. "I see. No wonder you called us here. What a clever plan!"

The others still didn't understand.

The Lord explained, "You know too little about the domain of time. Every effect has a cause."

Once something had a cause, an effect was