Each Their Own Dao Path!

Outside the cave abode.

Yun Du stared at the sky filled with rosy clouds, his body frozen in place.

He didn't say anything.

I can't say anything.

I simply sat on that rock, looking up, watching the clouds drift and fall little by little.

A wisp of rosy cloud landed on his shoulder, warm and carrying a familiar scent.

Yun Du reached out to take it.

The moment the fingertips touched it, the clouds dispersed.

Nothing was left behind.

Shi Jian hung high in the sky, his thunderous eyes reflecting the image of the clouds.

He remained silent.

At times like this, saying anything is superfluous.

Ten miles away.

More than three thousand disciples of White Cloud Temple saw that cloud formation.

First came silence, a deathly silence.

Then, someone burst into tears.

"Elder—!"

The crying seemed contagious.

One, two, ten, a hundred.

The disciples wept in unison.

Those young outer disciples might not have exchanged many words with Yun Tianfan, but they all knew that the Grand Elder had made invaluable contributions to the White Cloud Temple's current success...

Every rule and every system within the sect.

Behind every instance of fair resource allocation lies the efforts of this white-haired old man.

Sun Mao stood in the crowd, and in the end, he could only let out a sigh.

Zhao Yanshan's eyes also reddened, but he turned his head away so no one could see. Yun Tianfan was, after all, his elder...

It's truly heartbreaking to see him fall like this.

Sun Chengzu's hand gripping the sword hilt was trembling.

He recalled what Yun Tianfan had said to him when he first became a disciple, "Kid, focus on your swordsmanship, don't waste your good Root Bone."

Finally, facing the distance, Yao Yao bowed.

Although Lu Xun had become a disciple of Sun Lin and didn't have much interaction with Yun Tianfan, he was still a familiar elder, and yet he Dao Dissolution before his very eyes...

In the end, it made him sigh and feel a chill.

On the same day.

White banners were then hung inside White Cloud Temple.

The white silk stretches from the main peak of the Southern Mountain Range all the way to White Cloud Immortal City at the foot of the mountain.

The three thousand disciples inside the temple were all dressed in plain clothes.

There was no coffin, no remains.

Those who Dao Dissolution leave no remains.

Yun Du set up a memorial tablet for Yun Tianfan in the council hall on the main peak.

The memorial tablet contained only nine characters:

Yun Tianfan, the Grand Elder of White Cloud Temple.

There is no biography, no achievements.

Yun Du said that everyone in White Cloud Temple remembers what Tianfan did in his life, so there's no need to write it on a sign...

Some people are alive, yet they are like inanimate objects, as light as a feather.

Some people die, but their legacy continues, like Mount Tai.

The third day after Yun Tianfan's Dao Dissolution.

Sun Yao emerged from her secluded meditation room, her complexion grim.

It wasn't that her cultivation had gone wrong, but rather that she sensed that when the clouds fell that day, a wisp of cloud drifted into her meditation room and landed in her palm.

It was warm, carrying the gentle warmth unique to elders.

She knew it then.

The Grand Elder has passed away peacefully.

Sun Yao didn't cry. She sat in the quiet room for three days and three nights without shedding a single tear, cultivating her mind and character every day...

But in those three days, she figured out a lot of things.

Why did Yun Tianfan die?

Because there is no Heaven and Earth Qi.

The Blessed Land of White Peak Cloud Gorge Cloud Dao not yet formed and cannot generate the Cloud Dao Heaven and Earth Qi.

Yun Tianfan couldn't wait.

His lifespan of two hundred years forced him to gamble on that one in ten thousand chance.

As a result, they lost.

They lost everything.

"If we wait another three hundred years..."

Sun Yao stood by the window, looking at the distant mountain peaks still adorned with white banners.

Three hundred years from now, White Peak Cloud Gorge may give birth to the first Cloud Dao Heaven and Earth Qi.

But three hundred years later, Sun Yao was long dead.

Foundation Establishment cultivator's lifespan, at most, is four cycles of sixty years, or two hundred and forty years, and she is now one hundred years old...

Having lived half her life, can she afford to wait?

We can't wait.

What should we do then?

Like Yun Tianfan, is he trying to force his way in without the Heaven and Earth Qi?

Sun Yao clenched her fists.

She wasn't afraid of dying, but she was afraid of dying meaninglessly...

Yun Tianfan's death made everyone in White Cloud Temple realize one thing: without the Heaven and Earth Qi, Core Formation is tantamount to suicide.

This isn't a matter of courage; it's a matter of rules.

These are the rules of this world!

"Back in the day, our ancestor..."

Sun Yao thought of Shi Jian, how did the ancestor form his core back then?

Thunder Pool Blessed Land, a blessed land, Violet Firmament Golden Lightning Qi.

The ancestor possessed the Heaven and Earth Qi, and even had a nascent Blessed Land that provided the best environment to aid in the formation of his Core Formation...

Therefore, the ancestor was established.

"To Core Formation, I must find the Heaven and Earth Qi!"

Sun Yao turned around and walked back to the futon, sitting cross-legged again. Her cultivation level was already at the Foundation Establishment Late Stage, although it would still take some time before it reached perfection.

At the normal pace, we should be able to reach the threshold of perfection within twenty years.

But what happens after things are perfect?

Without the Heaven and Earth Qi, even perfection is useless.

unless--

She was able to find a Cloud Dao Heaven and Earth Qi in her lifetime.

or--

Waiting for the Blessed Land of White Peak Cloud Gorge to take shape.

Or perhaps, we should seek another path.

Sun Yao closed her eyes, and the image of the sky filled with rosy clouds that day appeared in her mind. When Yun Tianfan Dao Dissolution, his spiritual power returned to the entire White Cloud Temple.

When those clouds fell upon White Peak Cloud Gorge, the density of the sea of clouds in the gorge suddenly increased.

what does that mean?

This means that Yun Tianfan used his cultivation to add fuel to the fire for the formation of the Blessed Land of White Peak Cloud Gorge.

He died, but his path continued.

"Elder..."

Sun Yao opened her eyes, and something else caught her eye.

It wasn't sadness, it wasn't anger.

It is an extremely pure determination, untainted by any impurities.

I won't follow in your footsteps.

"I won't wait."

"In thirty years, the Kunyuan Secret Realm, which opens only once every hundred years, will reopen. Last time, my cultivation was still too shallow. This time, even if I perish within it, I will fight for that sliver of hope!"

Thinking of this, Sun Yao closed her eyes again, and the Spiritual Qi around her began to flow slowly.

From that moment on, the stone door to Sun Yao's meditation room never opened again. This time, she was going into seclusion not only to reach the peak of her cultivation.

Furthermore, it's essential to refine the Cultivation Method and study several Secret Method to prepare for the upcoming journey to the Kunyuan Secret Realm...