Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 471 - 331: The Eighteenth Level of True Technique, the long-awaited Pure Yang Heavenly Gate, slowly emerges!

In a roar, Yi Chen entered meditation, his expression stern. 450,000 Deep Red Points were instantly deducted as a magnificent memory suddenly surfaced in his mind.

Like a cursory glance at flowers while riding past, the memory unfurled.

The sun rose in red, its path brightly shining, rivers running into the sea, forming a vast expanse.

Between the vast heaven and earth, on the boundless plains, a tall Daoist stood with his hands clasped behind him, facing the gentle breeze under the bright sun.

He looked directly at the sun, not avoiding the glaring sunlight on the horizon. After gazing for a long time, he finally sighed deeply and continued on. After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, a golden Dao Palace was already in sight amid the distant clouds.

"After reaching the seventeenth level of the Pure Yang Lianji True Method, I have toiled for many years. The path ahead is uncertain, but fortunately, during my worldly travels, I chanced upon a volume of ’Heaven and Earth’s Divine Gate Qi.’ Perhaps this will be where my breakthrough lies," he mused.

Gazing at the clouds on the horizon, a glimmer of hope flashed in the Daoist’s eyes. His cultivation of the Pure Yang Lianji True Method had been stuck at the seventeenth level for a long time, but now he finally saw a glimmer of hope, making all his painstaking efforts worthwhile.

With this thought, the Daoist became restless to return, unable to endure any longer. He stomped with one foot, and his form instantly soared into the sky!

One year later.

Inside the quiet chamber of the golden Dao Palace.

The Daoist ground ink and wrote with a flourish, inscribing the five characters ’Heaven and Earth’s Divine Gate Qi’ on a piece of rice paper.

"Heaven and Earth’s Divine Gate Qi is truly a wondrous skill of this world, seizing the essence of creation. I thought the subtlety of this technique lay in the final character ’Qi.’ But upon closer examination, the character ’Qi’ turns out to be the most insignificant part of this Cultivation Technique," he exclaimed.

With admiration in his voice, the Daoist crossed out the ’Qi’ character with his brush.

Now, only the four characters ’Heaven and Earth’s Divine Gate’ remained on the rice paper.

With the Daoist’s current Cultivation Body and superb martial skills, he had grasped the essence. If the Pure Yang Lianji True Method was to break through, the focus must be on the four characters of ’Heaven and Earth’s Divine Gate.’

And among those four characters, the ’Gate’ character was the most crucial.

"The Valley Spirit never dies; it is called the Mysterious Female. The gateway of the Mysterious Female is known as the root of heaven and earth. It appears continuous and is used effortlessly."

"The primal is formless, the root of nature, acting before even the sages, with nothing preceding it."

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"Based on this, where is the ’Heaven and Earth’s Divine Gate’ in my Pure Yang Lianji True Method, and how can it be condensed?"

What is below form is called a vessel; what is above form is called the Dao. The Daoist sat meditating among the clouds for two hundred years, watching the cycles of the sun and the moon, seeking to advance through the Dao, yet not fully achieving his goal.

That one step away seemed as distant as the ends of the earth. If he couldn’t grasp that fleeting understanding in his heart, the breakthrough of the True Technique would still be like the moon reflected in water, a flower seen in a mirror.

"Enough! Enough! Enough!"

"My mind is as clear as water, my body untethered like a drifting boat. I shall wander the world, perhaps to gain some enlightenment."

"First, let’s go to Yangzhou for tea."

The Daoist’s drift to Yangzhou resulted in him disappearing in Ming Yue’s Happy Union Building for ten years.

Ten years of dreaming in Yangzhou, earning a reputation for fleeting affections in the pleasure quarters.

Ten years later, a tall and stately Daoist straightened his robes, his face serious as he departed.

There was no ’Heaven and Earth’s Divine Gate’ here, only things that bite.

That day, the Daoist looked up at the sky, only to see a deep blue heaven and a torrential downpour. Walking with a commanding gait, he entered the rain and headed straight into the royal palace of the Great Gan, where the previous State Preceptor had announced his retreat from the court, his whereabouts unknown.

"Your Majesty, the world is vast, let’s set out to sea. I’ve heard of immortal mountains overseas, shrouded in clouds and mist, with exquisite towers rising amidst them, celestial treasures and Golden Cores arrayed in magnificent splendor," he suggested.

Looking at the Daoist who was wolfing down the imperial meal, the Great Gan Emperor nodded readily, strangely in sync with the absent State Preceptor.

From that day on, the Great Gan Empire issued an edict rewarding adventurous exploration with people, officials, money, and titles. Those who made great achievements could even receive guidance from the Great Gan State Preceptor.

The entire nation was mobilized, sparking an exploration frenzy. From the heavens above to the Yellow Springs below, the ancient cities sunken at the bottom of the sea, and the wonders deep within the caves, were all discovered by the people of Great Gan.

The neighboring nations suffered, frequently visited by explorers without any secrets left to hide. If they resisted, the explorers would pull out a historical record, declaring that the land had always been a part of Great Gan from ancient times, and then they would draw their swords.

Because the State Preceptor had said, one must not raise an army without a just cause.

Great Gan was a major power, and everything had to be done with a just and noble cause.

A hundred years later, the thirty-six nations of the western foreign region were all incorporated into the territory of Great Gan. Among them, the king’s court of a certain Hu nation had a State Preceptor named Basba, who, with his climate-changing, earth-shattering divine techniques and supreme Yoga secret teachings, drew the Great Gan’s hundred thousand strong army into his constructed cycle of spiritual reincarnation. The Great Gan State Preceptor, enraged, left the capital, entered the battlefield with warmed wine, and after decapitating Basba, he returned with the wine still warm!

From then on, the western nations submitted and united, venerating the mysterious and unfathomable State Preceptor of Great Gan as the Supreme State Preceptor, joining the wave of exploration.

"The wonders of the natural world are mysterious; could it be that this realm truly lacks a stable and grand spatial rift?" the Daoist wondered as he emerged from diving deep in the sea, disappointment flickering in his eyes.

If he kept pushing on like this, the emperor he ’assisted,’ who would either stay idle in the harem or do carpentry work, was about to become a legend among emperors.

Continuing to press on would see him crossing the Laya Mountains.

"To travel a hundred miles is to half-ninety, push!" Gritting his teeth, the State Preceptor made his decision. He was now only one step away from achieving a stable and manifested Pure Yang Heaven Gate.

Two thousand years later.

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The once spirited State Preceptor had turned into a tall and gaunt old man, his robust skeletal frame covered with slightly wrinkled skin.

In those two thousand years, he had seen too many magnificent sights in the world. Although he still hadn’t grasped that intuitive flash, he had no regrets.