Becoming a Sage? Didn't You Just Need a Shell?

Above Yong Province, Nine Provinces of the Human Race.

Xiangliu stood in mid-air, his cold gaze fixed on the distant, faintly visible Yong City. A hint of fear lingered in his fierce eyes.

After entering Yong City, under the suppression of the Human Path Karmic Luck, his Law Power was like divine metal, difficult to shake.

He painstakingly mobilized his Law Power to cast Technique Method, but the moment the Law Power was activated, it all seemed illusory.

It was of no use whatsoever.

That's not all.

His proud, Great Witch True Body seemed to be carrying the Mount Buzhou Divine Mountain within the city.

Every move requires a great deal of effort.

No cultivator would want to experience this feeling of having almost all means suppressed and deprived of them a second time after experiencing it once.

Xiangliu's gaze was cold as he looked at the Human Race's Nine Provinces before him. The Nine Provinces Barrier, which was invisible to others, was crystal clear in his eyes.

And during these days.

Xiangliu also tried every possible method to find the loophole in the Nine Provinces Barrier.

As Great Witch of the Witch Race who once dominated almost the entire Primordial World Continent, Xiangliu knew countless methods.

Disasters of water and fire, calamities of poison and disease, instigating wars, cultivating venomous insects and ferocious beasts... Xiangliu tried almost every method imaginable.

But...

Like water off a duck's back.

This Nine Provinces Barrier is like a seamless tortoise shell, firmly protecting the entire Human Race.

Almost every method of cultivator that Xiangliu could think of would not cause much damage to the Human Race within this Nine Provinces Barrier.

In recent years, Xiangliu has even tried to cast Law Technique from outside the Nine Provinces Barrier, using a method that, while not powerful, could still inflict damage on the Human Race.

Take a flood, for example.

Xiangliu once tried to use magic to summon a great flood outside the Nine Provinces Barrier, intending to flood Nine Provinces.

Even if Xiangliu didn't use any special techniques in the water, and it was just ordinary water, the water would dissipate into nothingness when it touched the Nine Provinces Barrier.

Later, Xiangliu also tried to stir up a gale outside the Nine Provinces Barrier, blow it into the Nine Provinces Barrier, and then create a storm.

However, even a normal breeze or a hurricane can enter the Nine Provinces Barrier.

Whether he caused the gale directly or indirectly, it vanished the moment it touched the Nine Provinces Barrier.

"Do you think I can't do anything about this?" Xiangliu stared intently at the Nine Provinces Barrier, his eyes bloodshot and fierce, his voice like that of a monstrous demon.

Even among the millions of witches of the Witch Race, Xiangliu was known for his fierce and ruthless temper.

If Xiangliu originally intended to wreak havoc on the Human Race in order to declare to the entire Primordial World that the Witch Race was not yet extinct and that the Witch Race could not be bullied.

Now, Xiangliu is truly at odds with the Human Race and the Nine Provinces Barrier.

Xiangliu's eyes were icy cold as he stared at the eight giant pythons swaying down from outside the Nine Provinces Barrier.

These are all his separate entities, and as for their purpose...

The eight giant pythons that came to Xiangliu's side opened their mouths, and a massive amount of water gushed out from their bellies, flowing into Xiangliu's hands.

If we cannot quickly flood this Nine Provinces...

Then he'll... take his time.

Moreover, his plan was not simply to flood the entire Nine Provinces.

Other natural disasters, epidemics, poisons, ferocious beasts, instigating wars... all sorts of methods, as long as they are effective.

Xiangliu was prepared to use them together.

He has made up his mind.

Whether it's ten thousand years, a hundred thousand years, or even longer, as long as the entire Human Race doesn't feel pain.

Then he absolutely will not give up.

"Is this the Human Race's Domain Gate? What an ingenious design!"

Jinling gazed at the gate in the distance, which was a full thousand feet wide and tall, and a look of surprise appeared in her eyes.

As Daluo Golden Immortal, although he was suppressed within the Nine Provinces of the Human Race and could not display too many Divine Ability, his eyesight was still excellent.

Jinling, however, remained Daluo Golden Immortal.

She could naturally see the exquisite craftsmanship of the Human Race Domain Gate before her.

Although it appears to be only a thousand feet high and wide, it is actually covered by an extremely ingenious spatial array, making the space in front of it appear to be a thousand feet high and wide.

But even if millions or tens of millions of people come, they can all enter together, side by side.

Moreover, this Domain Gate is situated on the earth, as if rooted in it, connected to the earth's energy veins, making its defense extremely strong.

Even outside the Primordial World, it would be difficult for even Daluo Golden Immortal to shake its resolve.

And this... is merely Domain Gate in a relatively remote location in Qing Province. There are countless such Domain Gate throughout the entire Nine Provinces the Human Race.

If this were a prosperous land for Human Race, the Domain Gate used by Human Race would likely be even more magnificent.

While Jinling was marveling at this, Guiling, standing beside him, was equally amazed by the ingenuity of the Domain Gate.

But for some reason, Guiling always felt that the Domain Gate in front of her seemed somewhat illusory and unreal.

Moreover, she felt a strong sense of familiarity with the techniques used in this Domain Gate.

This familiarity wasn't because she had seen the construction method of this Domain Gate before, but because the thought process behind its Domain Gate felt very familiar to her.

"This Domain Gate... could it have been forged and refined by Senior Brother Fuxi himself?" Guiling exclaimed in surprise.

"What?" Jinling turned to look at Guiling beside her and asked.

As a transportation hub for the Human Race, this Domain Gate naturally receives special attention from the Human Path Karmic Luck. In addition, there are many Human Race around it, so even this Domain Gate in a remote place is highly regarded.

Its suppressive power is comparable to that of some of the most prosperous cities among the Human Race.

Even though Jinling was Perfection Daluo cultivator, under such suppression and with so many people around, he couldn't hear what Guiling said clearly.

"I said... this Domain Gate is incredibly profound, could it have been forged by the Human Race Holy Emperor Fuxi himself?" Guiling quickly changed his tune.

He remained outwardly calm.

Although Guiling is a newbie Daluo who has just ventured into the Primordial World, being a newbie doesn't mean being stupid or lacking in cunning.

Guiling knew what she should and shouldn't say.

It was as if, at the very beginning, the Guiling hadn't completely concealed the aura of a newly ascended Daluo.

This led Jinling to believe that Guiling was just an ordinary newly promoted Daluo.

Furthermore, Guiling never told Jinling that she was almost unaffected by the suppression of the Nine Provinces Barrier.

"It was personally crafted by the Saint Emperor Fuxi? It's not impossible..." The Holy Mother Jinling pondered for a moment before speaking.

The mysteries of this Domain Gate were so profound that even she, a Perfection Daluo cultivator, could not fathom such a wondrous thing for a time.

Although there must be many powerful beings among the Human Race who can refine it.

However, if we include the vast number of Domain Gate within the Human Race's Nine Provinces Barrier, then...

If it wasn't accumulated by the Human Race at a tremendous cost and over an immense period of time, then it was probably truly forged by the Saint Emperor Fuxi.

As a disciple of Sage, Jinling was naturally very clear about the Sage's great power.

These numerous and mysterious Domain Gate might be difficult for ordinary cultivators, but for Sage, they are not a problem at all.

"Sage! I wonder if I have any hope of becoming Sage in this lifetime." Jinling sighed sadly, her eyes filled with longing.

In the Primordial World, which cultivator hasn't dreamed of one day standing atop Primordial World and becoming Sage?

"I believe that Sister Jinling will definitely become Sage," said the Holy Mother Guiling with a look of trust.

To other beings in the Primordial World, the Sage were high above, the rulers of the Primordial World.

Even Jinling, a disciple of the Sage, was no exception.

But the Guiling is different.

Although both were disciples of Sage, the difference between Guiling and Jinling was as vast as heaven and earth.

Although Jinling possessed extraordinary talent and was deeply favored by the Cult Master Tongtian, the Jie Sect was powerful and had numerous disciples.

Even among the direct disciples like Jinling, there were Daoist Duobao and Holy Mother Wudang.

But the Guiling is different.

Although he was not Ao Changsheng's only disciple.

However, the eldest disciple Fuxi, had already become a saint and rarely appeared at the Daoist temple. Moreover, the cultivation he practiced was not entirely based on what Ao Changsheng had taught him.

Therefore, Guiling can almost be considered Ao Changsheng's only successor.

Moreover, Ao Changsheng and Cult Master Tongtian are not the same.

Although the Cult Master Tongtian cared deeply for his disciples, as Sage, Cult Master Tongtian was high above them all.

He was Sage whom his disciples respected and loved, and also deeply revered.

It's absolutely impossible for him to be like Ao Changsheng, getting along so well with his own disciples, let alone teasing them from time to time.

Therefore.

In the eyes of other beings in the Primordial World, Sage are high above, inviolable, and awe-inspiring beings.

But in the mind of the Guiling.

Whenever she thinks of Sage, she thinks of her master and her senior brother.

Then... all the awe and longing vanished, leaving only two scoundrels who enjoyed teasing her.

There is no right or wrong in the actions of the Cult Master Tongtian and Ao Changsheng.

No one has stipulated that Sage must be high above others, nor can anyone force Sage to mingle with his disciples.

But...

If we were to discuss the difference between the two disciples...

Without a doubt, although the Guiling was still immature at this time, its vision was undoubtedly much stronger than that of the Jinling.

How could a cultivator who truly reveres Sage possibly attain sainthood?

"Achieving sainthood?"

Jinling looked at the confidence on Guiling's face, which was even stronger than her own, and couldn't help but chuckle. Then she said with a smile, "Becoming a saint is something I dare not even think about right now."

"Now, all I ask for is to find fortuitous opportunity to break through as soon as possible. If I can break through to the Quasi-Sage, that will be enough."

Upon hearing Jinling's words, Guiling blinked.

The meaning conveyed in those eyes was clearly... Is becoming a saint really that difficult?

Although neither Ao Changsheng nor Fuxi explicitly told her, it was evident from their daily actions and snippets of conversation.

Guiling had long ago realized that her master, Ao Changsheng, and her senior brother, Fuxi, had never doubted her ability to become a saint.

Moreover, at the time of breaking through to the Daluo Golden Immortal realm.

Guiling knew that he was a tortoise with the potential to become a saint.

To become a saint?

Isn't it enough to just have a shell?