I Have A Cultivation World-Chapter 2569 - 1164: Inside the Palace (2)

Just as Qi Yuheng continued to make himself respectable, Chen Xingxing stood up, and his entire demeanor and charm suddenly seemed as if he had become a different person, with eyes like shining stars and an extraordinary presence.

"Little Qi, I never realized you cared so much about face in the past."

As soon as these words were spoken, Qi Yuheng was stunned, his mouth gaping open, eyes wide with shock, frozen in place.

"Is it the Ancestor...?"

After a long time, Qi Yuheng, drenched in sweat, stammered in a low voice, asking shyly.

"You didn’t think that without my exertion from behind, how could a mere Foundation Establishment reincarnated body have made it to this place."

Qian Xing looked at Qi Yuheng with a smile that was not quite a smile, the Patching Heaven Seal on his forehead shining brilliantly.

"I’ve seen the Ancestor!"

Qi Yuheng immediately wanted to salute, but was waved off by Qian Xing.

"Everything below the mountain is visible; my identity is limited to just a few lines, don’t draw more attention to me."

Hearing Qian Xing’s words, Qi Yuheng nodded repeatedly, no longer feeling shy at this point.

"Ancestor, guide me, please, on how I can ascend."

Qi Yuheng sincerely asked for advice, pointing to his currently stuck state.

Within the Immortal Gate, Qian Xing was synonymous with omnipotence, knowing everything.

"You should ponder the Void Great Dao yourself; if you cannot comprehend it, then this may be your limit, as no deceit is possible in this Purple Cloud Palace."

Qian Xing shook his head; over the years, he had painstakingly revived some spiritual sense within the Patching Heaven Seal, and if not for comprehending the Great Daos in the Purple Cloud Palace, he definitely wouldn’t have awakened.

Previously, when Chen Mobai saw him seated on the steps, he was comprehending the Illusory Great Dao.

Because he had been here once before, and with Qian Xing now at the realm of Perfection of Spirit Transmutation, the gains this time were far more than before.

Not only had Illusion and Stars these two Great Daos significantly improved, but there were also some gains in the Dao Platform of the Innate Five Elements.

It was precisely because of this that he was delayed a little.

But being stopped before the threshold left Qian Xing somewhat disappointed.

This signified that to the Purple Cloud Palace, he, in his Perfection of Spirit Transmutation, was no different than the last time he came.

He had originally thought that the gate of the Purple Cloud Palace tested one’s understanding of the Great Dao.

But now it seemed that talent was also a criterium.

After all, the two who went inside, Bai Guang and Pure Yang, possessed talents before which Qian Xing found himself inferior.

"Ancestor, don’t waste time; ponder this Dao Platform a bit more, Pure Yang sat here for a while before entering previously, maybe this is the key..."

After hearing this, Qian Xing nodded, having also noticed this earlier. However, despite pondering the Dao Platform for a long time, he only had a vague sense.

Yet faced with the inability to enter, he had no choice but to spend his time here.

Outside the Purple Cloud Palace, the two began to comprehend the Taixu and Void Great Dao respectively.

While inside the palace, Chen Mobai looked nostalgic.

He gazed at the rows of familiar meditation mats in front of him and couldn’t help but glance at the spot in the third row by the wall, where he had attended two lessons.

The first row still had seven mats.

Just as Chen Mobai was about to step forward and sit in his spot, the Turtle Treasure, which had been still all this time, suddenly issued a popup.

[Detected host has arrived in a new world; need to anchor for future teleportation?]

This long-absent sentence caused Chen Mobai’s expression to change dramatically.

Is this Turtle Treasure so bold?

Dares to tamper inside the Purple Cloud Palace?

Yet Chen Mobai hesitated, for the Purple Sky Daoist Venerable was a transcendent existence, any tampering here would definitely be noticed.

Being someone who respected his teachers, Chen Mobai decided to wait until he was about to leave the Purple Cloud Palace before making a decision.

And the Turtle Treasure seemed to feel the same.

Typically, in such situations, it would eagerly fill the screen with popups, but here, it only issued one, and seeing that Chen Mobai didn’t confirm, it didn’t remind him again.

It seemed encountering a new world required it to follow a protocol, even inside the Purple Cloud Palace.

But with Chen Mobai not responding, it was happily content.

Setting aside this matter, Chen Mobai intended to sit in his spot.

But soon he discovered the presence of an invisible barrier, relatively okay near the door, but the closer to the front, towards the first row, the greater the pressure felt.

Chen Mobai’s expression turned serious as he recalled Bai Guang’s recorded experience within the Purple Cloud Palace; when she came in last time, she was also bewildered and uncertain, and upon entry, could only stand in the last row; randomly choosing a meditation cushion, she soon fell into a meditation state.

During that meditation, she seemed to experience millennia, saw herself reducing seeking emptiness, cutting off all lines, practicing Void in the Sword Dao future.

After practicing Void, she even saw herself forging ahead courageously toward higher realms.

However, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t see the subsequent scenes clearly.

When Bai Guang awoke, she found herself outside the Purple Cloud Palace. Wanting to go back in, she found herself unable to cross the threshold again.

In her understanding, in the Purple Cloud Palace, as long as one sat on a mat, they could get answers to their inner queries.

Before entry, her greatest hope had been to cut lines and practice Void.

On the cushion, she saw how to use the methods available in the Immortal Gate to take that step.

This was tantamount to a private classroom, with all answers to questions stored in the Purple Cloud Palace; ask, and you shall receive answers.

Recalling his own entry scenarios leveraging the Three Azure Bird Dharma Aspect of the Dan Ding Taoist twice, Chen Mobai couldn’t help but nod lightly.

Since he couldn’t advance on his own, might as well seize what was before him.

With that thought, Chen Mobai randomly picked a mat on the side, sat down, and pondered what question to ask.

How to practice Void?

Not that challenging for him, it seemed.

Harmonization?

His path was set; what remained depended on luck.

Or Pure Yang?

But that seemed overly ambitious.

Pondering left and right, Chen Mobai found himself unsure of what he currently desired.

He simply closed his eyes, letting the Purple Cloud Palace respond, hoping to uncover his most pressing inner queries.

Soon, he was once again enveloped in that pure white expanse.

Void Great Dao?

Chen Mobai was puzzled yet quietly waited.

Soon, he witnessed colors materializing from nowhere on the pure white canvas, forty-nine in total, intertwining and transforming with the pure white to form the Three Thousand Great Dao.

Could this be, the Three Thousand Great Dao!?

Amidst his confusion, all colors continued to expand, eventually flooding the pure white, and as there was no pure white left, the colors began merging into vast blackness.

The pitch black began in a corner and quickly extended.

Once the pitch dark engulfed all other colors, emptiness filled Chen Mobai’s view.

And at this moment, the truth of these visions dawned upon Chen Mobai’s mind.

A pure white expanse, the world in its nascent stage; after the emergence of the Three Thousand Great Dao, a completed universe.

When the void is refined to depletion, with no buffer, it transforms into the ultimate dark.

Also known as annihilation!

What was this trying to convey to him?

Though perplexed, Chen Mobai thought he had previously understood this from the steps and the Dao Platform outside.

Yet suddenly, changes within the darkness made him open his eyes.

In the boundless darkness, different hues pierced through the black coating, rekindling brilliance in the void of annihilation.

Having broken through the dark, these hues drew circles on the ground, carving out a palm-sized patch of pure white in the darkness.

And thus it continued, cyclically.