The Eternal Bright Heavenly Pool had nine inner and outer layers. The main hall where Jiang Yi lived stood at its very heart, where spirit chances gathered in exquisite abundance.
It also connected to the myriad heavens of the cosmos, and its magical restrictions were the most stringent of all. It could well be called the "inner imperial palace."
Beyond it lay a thousand miles of fertile soil and rich earth veins, all shrouded and protected by layer upon layer of great formations.
But many of its towers, halls, cave abodes, and detached residences had gone untended for years, falling almost into ruin.
Even with Chang Jing and Profound Mystery True Person tidying and repairing day and night, they had barely put two layers in order. Vast stretches of mountains and rivers remained "unreclaimed." That day, Jiang Yi sat cross-legged atop a cliff, his hair in a Daoist topknot and his body clad in Daoist robes, like a lone crane among the clouds.
The terrain here rose high, gathering and receiving the rich spiritual essence of the six Yin and six Yang. It was an excellent place to cultivate.
He had gathered the complete Six Harmonies Great Medicine and condensed Supreme True Xi. His foundations were so deep that they could advance no further, and he no longer needed to draw upon outside spirit chances, being entirely self-sufficient. Yet the human body was a small heaven and earth, ultimately limited. Only by resonating with the Great Dao and connecting to the universe could he deepen his understanding.
As the saying went, what was learned on paper always felt shallow in the end.
Even if the Heavenly Book explained things in meticulous detail, its lash reaching deep beneath the skin, the Dao itself remained mysterious and elusive. In the end, everything