Unlike the various Daoist cultivation sects, the Creation Sect disciples—whether those from the Soaring Dragon Mountain Range led by Xiong Yi and the others, or the Creation Sect disciples of Xiaoyu Continent—all regarded Xiao Hua as a deity. When Xiao Hua began expounding the Dao, they treated every word as golden rules and jade laws. After only a few sentences, they immediately understood and prostrated themselves in midair, listening devoutly.
Beneath moonlight like water, the night sky near Xuntian City was unusually tranquil. Not a flake of snow drifted, none of the four winds stirred, and not even rain or mist arose. The brilliant stars in the heavens reflected the radiance surrounding the cultivators below, and heaven and earth alike were shrouded in an indescribable Dao! Amid this natural Dao, Xiao Hua's words were like a murmuring stream, flowing into the ears of several million Xiaoyu Continent cultivators and slowly nourishing their hearts, parched with hunger and thirst. The Dao came through affinity; the depth of that affinity lay not only in one's understanding of the Dao, but even more in sudden enlightenment! Several million cultivators heard the same words, yet what fell into their hearts differed. Joy appeared on the faces of some Creation Sect disciples, bitterness on the faces of cultivators from the Three Cultivation Kingdoms, sorrow on the faces of Huan Kingdom Sword Cultivators, and dawning realization on the faces of Heavenly Demon Sect disciples. For a time, every flavor of the human world was revealed upon the cultivators' faces...
As dawn appeared and the rising sun emerged, Xiao Hua swept his gaze around, a smile at his lips, and finally said, "...The Dao possesses intent, and one must distinguish good from evil. Use the Dao with a kind heart, and kind results shall naturally follow; use