Gaze after gaze converged on Origin Candle Hall, some from the Lower Courtyard, some from the eight peaks, and some from the True Lords' Grotto-Heavens suspended high in the utmost sky.
Standing amid the boundless sea of lamps, Jiang Yi sensed it clearly. The continuing golden nature fused with his Divine Sense shone brilliantly, concealing all his allotted fortune and luck. Some Foundation Establishment True Persons who lacked a sense of proportion tried to look more closely, only to have their Destiny Nature scorched instead.
For a time, muffled groans of excruciating pain rose in unison from the cave abodes, separate courtyards, and secluded chambers of the Lower Courtyard.
In the Yin-Bearing Residence on Luobu Mountain, Shao Guansu laughed.
"Even True Disciples dare not look directly at the Dao Child, just as subjects cannot confront the crown prince to his face.
"Those ignorant fools-have they eaten a bear's heart and a leopard's gall? To think they would try to probe his depths!"
True Person Shao, who looked like a youth wearing a golden crown, paused before continuing.
"The Dao Child truly is no ordinary mortal. At the Qi Refining stage, he already possesses a True Lord's golden nature. That brilliant primal radiance must be [Lesser Yang], yes? What magnificent grandeur!" The tall, thin Daoist seated opposite him lowered his eyes.
"I wonder whom the Dao Child will choose as his master after lighting his Life Lamp, which fundamental scripture he will select, and which true art?"
The various Dao Inheritances within the Dao Lineage had long since been classified.
Those at Qi Refining cultivated "Method Formulas," those at Foundation Establishment studied "true arts," and True Lords contemplated "orthodox scriptures."
They were divided into grades from highest to lowest, ranked one through nine.
The Xiantian Sect had governed the world for