After teaching Di Yang the Yangblood Curse, Chu Mo felt that the connection between his Dao Mansion and the Eternal Night Sea seemed to have deepened, as though the "distance" between them had shrunk.
Was it because I directly interfered with the "anchor's" fate and imparted knowledge originating from Fuli Heaven, thereby deepening the karmic ties between the Heavenly Register and this realm?
His eyes flickered. If teaching basic spells could produce such an effect, what would happen if he taught a genuine cultivation method?
Perhaps... I could "invest" a little more.
The night passed in the blink of an eye.
When the first ray of morning light pierced the thin mist, Di Yang immediately sprang out of bed. Following his instructions, he stood quietly in the middle of the courtyard, his heart brimming with anticipation.
Just as the hour of the dragon began, Daoist Wuchen silently appeared in the courtyard. Without much small talk, he solemnly guided Di Yang through a simple discipleship ceremony.
Once the ceremony was complete, Daoist Wuchen looked at the frail disciple before him and slowly said, "Yang'er, our lineage descends from the Heart-Settling Abbey. Though we are no famous school or mighty sect, we have our own rules. Now that you have entered my fold, you must remember them: character comes first, and you must cultivate diligently without respite.
"In your future cultivation, you must take it upon yourself to protect the people of your region, drive out evil, and uphold righteousness. You must not use your spells to harm the innocent or bully the weak. These are our fundamental commandments. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Master! Your disciple will remember!" Di Yang hurriedly replied.
Daoist Wuchen nodded. Without further words, he began teaching the fundamentals.
"The path we cultivators follow differs from what worldly