“Are you talking to me?”

After a moment of bewilderment, Chen Yan asked tentatively.

“This could be considered a rare stroke of good fortune amid misfortune. In the timeline ordained by Heaven’s Dao, the laws of this domain’s heavens will collapse, and the Great Dao will be destroyed. The culprit behind it all is Zuo He.”

The man fell silent briefly. When he spoke again, his tone seemed to carry a trace of helplessness:

“That fellow is the stupidest domain Steward I’ve ever met.”

What was he talking about?

It sounded like something incredibly important.

There was talk of the laws collapsing, and the Great Dao being destroyed.

If Chen Yan weren’t a Passable God Realm cultivator with spiritual sense far beyond that of ordinary cultivators, he would have begun to suspect that he was trapped in some strange dream.

“Whether this domain’s heavens live or die, and what happens to Tianji and Yuxu, has nothing to do with me.”

The man continued:

“But I very much want something from this domain’s heavens. You should know what I mean: that wondrous cultivation method capable of influencing the River of Time through the cause and effect of chaos. Even Lord would surely be very interested in it.”

Who was Lord?

As for the “wondrous cultivation method” he meant, if Chen Yan connected it to what the man had said earlier…

The Weaving Dreams Night Sky Observation Mirror?

“So, this is a deal.”

The man went on:

“I’ll tell you how to break this deadlock. One day, when you can truly stand before me, you’ll give me the Weaving Dreams Night Sky Observation Mirror. An exchange of knowledge. Fair, isn’t it?”

Chen Yan opened his mouth, but said nothing.

“There is only one way to save this domain’s heavens from their destined destruction… After all, in the Three Thousand Worlds beneath Lord, you’re the only one who can withstand seven million years of Karmic Backlash, aren’t you?”

“What exactly are you talking about…”

Unable to hold back, Chen Yan demanded an answer again. Before he could finish, the man suddenly flashed forward, appearing right in front of him in an instant. He placed his index finger against the center of Chen Yan’s forehead.

Chen Yan had no chance to react.

Then the man lightly tapped Chen Yan’s forehead with that finger…

……

A gentle breeze passed by.

The hem of Chen Yan’s pure white daoist robes swayed faintly, and the golden cloud cranes on his sleeves seemed to soar through the air.

“Steward Chen!”

Yang Cheng’s voice came from behind him.

A group of Kongshan Sect disciples followed Elder Yang.

Chen Yan suddenly came back to himself.

He looked down at the body sprawled before him, clad in coarse black clothes.

Ding Qiu. He had killed him.

He only remembered that he had originally wanted to take Ding Qiu alive and bring him back to the sect to face judgment.

He hadn’t expected to kill him with a single palm strike.

The man had been far too weak.

So weak, in fact, that he seemed like a Qi Sea Realm cultivator.

But why had Chen Yan suddenly zoned out just now?

He couldn’t remember, but none of that mattered.

What mattered most was that he had finally slain the Ding Bandits, who had killed more than two hundred Kongshan Sect disciples.

He could return to the sect and report his success.

After he slew the Ding Bandits, Chen Yan’s fame within the Kongshan Sect grew even greater.

Such a great achievement meant that Chen Yan had truly become one of the Kongshan Sect’s pillars.

As for the price the Kongshan Sect had paid over the several months it took to eradicate the Ding Bandits, it was considered entirely acceptable.

In truth, the sect could simply have sent an Offering Elder at the Myriad Transformations Realm to kill Ding Qiu with a casual slap.

But the Kongshan Sect had not done so, because Ding Qiu was worth more than that.

He was meant to serve as a whetstone for the younger generation of Kongshan Sect cultivators.

Not long afterward, Murong Wen stepped down from his position as Solemn Martial of Kongyuan Mountain and became an Offering Elder.

Yun Yichen then appointed Lu Li as the new Solemn Martial of Kongyuan Mountain.

As for Chen Yan, he officially took up the position of Scripture Hall Elder of Kongyuan Mountain.

The cultivation world of Chenping Continent was peaceful and prosperous.

Year after year passed. The faces of the young disciples Chen Yan saw in Kongyuan Mountain’s Scripture Hall had changed again and again.

In the blink of an eye, thirty years went by.

Though Chen Yan was nearly seventy, he still looked like a handsome young man of about twenty.

His cultivation had also reached the peak of the Passable God Realm.

Chen Yan knew very well that he was getting closer and closer to breaking through to the Myriad Transformations Realm. He had gradually grasped the key techniques for condensing innate true energy, and was practically just one step away.

As for his Master, Lu Li, the Solemn Martial of Kongyuan Mountain…

In the past, many people in the sect had not thought much of him.

Almost everyone acknowledged that Lu Li had an excellent grasp of cultivation methods and remarkable aptitude for understanding them. Even the current Sect Leader of the Kongshan Sect, Yun Yichen, a Unity-realm cultivator, would ponder and accept Lu Li’s ideas when the two discussed the Dao.

But when it came to Lu Li’s talent for cultivation, everyone believed that he could go no further than the Myriad Transformations Realm in his lifetime. He had no hope of making Myriad Transformations merge into Unity and breaking through to the seventh realm.

Yet over the past thirty years, Lu Li’s cultivation speed had astonished every cultivator in the sect.

Four thousand seven hundred strands of innate true energy.

Lu Li had now condensed four thousand seven hundred strands of innate true energy. If he maintained this pace, he would certainly break through to the Unity realm within fifty years.

A Unity-realm cultivator at the age of one hundred and twenty.

This rate of cultivation surpassed that of most geniuses of the past five hundred years, including even the current Sect Leader of the Kongshan Sect, Yun Yichen.

Yet no one questioned it.

After all, Lu Li’s talent for understanding techniques was simply too monstrous, making his rapid progress seem all the more natural.

What was more, there was an even greater prodigy in Chenping Continent today.

She was Qin Qingyu, who had reached the Unity realm at the age of seventy. After Su Hongzhen, the foremost Sword Immortal of Chenping Continent, she was the greatest genius of all.

Aptitude for Ascending to Immortality.

Even now, seven thousand years after the Path to Immortality had been severed, Qin Qingyu was still hailed as possessing “aptitude for Ascending to Immortality.”

Perhaps Qin Qingyu really could take that step and become the thirty-second cultivator to reach the Immortal Ascension Realm in Chenping Continent.

When Chen Yan, at the peak of the Passable God Realm, learned that Qin Qingyu had broken through to the Unity realm and become a Grand Elder of the Star Heaven Sect, he felt perfectly calm.

A few years earlier, when Chen Yan had heard that Qin Qingyu had already condensed more than eight thousand strands of innate true energy, he had come to terms with it.

There was no point in trying to catch up anymore.

The path of cultivation was long. What mattered most was being true to yourself.

……

Three hundred years later.

That was the year Chen Yan turned three hundred and seventy. He finally condensed ten thousand strands of innate true energy, successfully made Myriad Transformations merge into Unity, and entered the seventh realm. He became a Grand Elder of the Kongshan Sect’s Supreme Pivot Court.

Within the Supreme Pivot Court.

Chen Yan stood in the hall, gazing at the small, white-haired old man seated atop the steps:

The Kongshan Pivot, Supreme Authority, Li Haoran.

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