"But this Origin Spirit?"
Chu Mo stared at the description on the panel, sinking into thought.
"Law" belonged to the realm of phenomena or anomalies. Whatever form it took, it possessed neither intelligence nor awareness, and did not even have a health bar.
The [Totems] of the Savage Realm, the [Calamities] of the Profound Sun Realm, and the [Oddities] of the Eternal Night Sea were all like this.
"Spirit," on the other hand, was something cultivators needed to break through to the Nascent Soul stage. Capturing the Spirit and Manifesting the Dharma Form, granting the Dao Mansion its lord-only then could one reach the Nascent Soul realm.
From what True Lord Xuan Cheng had said, there seemed to be some connection between the two.
Could he mean that Law gives birth to an Origin Spirit?
He pondered this inwardly and put away the gleam of gold in his hand.
He looked up and out the window. The Golden Heaven Treasure Palace had long since descended. Though it was nowhere in sight, Chu Mo knew that Lord Treasured Radiance was still in White Cang City. He touched a finger to the space between his brows, and an Azure Little Sword instantly flew out, darting nimbly around him.
Chu Mo smiled faintly, murmuring inwardly, Yunxuan's great-grandfather, I'll leave monitoring Lord Treasured Radiance's movements to you.
Over the next few days, everyone from the Tribulation Deliverance Sect lay low.
Youzhen stopped corrupting the branch altar with his Divine Ability, and the Immortal Garden disciples also stopped cultivating emotion puppets.
Although the Golden Heaven Treasure Palace remained at the branch altar throughout, its occupant did nothing beyond occasionally summoning disciples and bestowing True Nature upon them.
Mu Changfeng, however, bustled about handling all manner of miscellaneous affairs for Lord Treasured Radiance.
Precisely because of