Huang Daochu blinked, looking utterly bewildered.
Leng Tieya cupped his fists with a smile. "Senior Brother Huang, many thanks!"
Huang Daochu said, "What are you thanking me for?"
"Senior Brother Huang's words are worth their weight in gold and jade!" Leng Tieya said with feeling. "You parted the clouds and let me see the morning sun."
Huang Daochu's eyes lit up. "You think I was right?"
"At least for who I am now, you were absolutely right!" Leng Tieya said with a smile. "If not for Senior Brother Huang's words, I would not have broken through so quickly."
He had discovered the common thread in the cultivation of Great Heavenly Demons and Venerables: enlightenment.
At this level, bitter cultivation was no longer so effective.
On top of arduous cultivation, one had to kindle a flash of inspiration and comprehend the mysteries of the world and heaven and earth.
Only when one's insights suited oneself could one borrow the power of heaven and earth to push one's cultivation realm higher.
Huang Daochu's words had sparked his inspiration, granting him insight and allowing him to step easily into the Eighth Grade.
Without such comprehension, without that flash of inspiration, breaking through to the Eighth Grade would take at least ten years, perhaps a hundred, or even several centuries.
No wonder the Inner Palace was so deserted. Not only were there few people, but none of them remained in the palace—they had all vanished without a trace.
They must have all gone out in search of inspiration, seeking to kindle that spark of insight.
Huang Daochu was immediately overjoyed. "Good! I told you they had gone astray. Your case proves that what I said is the great path!"
Leng Tieya smiled. "Senior Brother Huang, I would not dare say this is the great