"The construction of the World Gate’s passage to Returning Void Heaven only requires nine hundred and eighty years, but why in my previous life did I never explore in this direction?"
Ning Xunqiu fell into deep thought.
After pondering for a while, he realized the reason; most of his martial foundation ca from the First Generation Human Emperor’s Indomitable Divine Intent within the Red Ape Demon Suppression Divine Will Battle Technique.
The paths between Celestial beings and True Gang largely overlap.
Moreover, the ’Daoist Master of Soldiers’ in the Third Heaven requires an eternal will engraved in the heavens and earth, which is not allowed by the Qingxu Realm Heavenly Dao.
Having beco a ’Seventh Realm Divine Person,’ he had long surpassed the limits of a ’True Martial Lord.’ Coupled with his need to strategize about the Ancestral Dragon in the book, he had never explored in that direction.
Furthermore, if his true form desired to descend onto Returning Void Heaven, he would inevitably need to occupy a significant territory. At that ti, Qin Country was embroiled in an intense war with the Barbaric Realm, and it was impossible to spare additional military support for his actions.
What worried him even more was the "Celestial Destiny God" and the mysterious "Great Fog" in Returning Void Heaven, which could manipulate an entire realm’s environnt, subtly making him feel the presence of the "Celestial Dao."
An unkind Celestial Dao towards the Human Race.
Ning Xunqiu paused slightly, his eyes lowered, gazing at the shimring Celestial Derivation Volu in his hand, recalling the last lesson of the Venerable of Dao and Virtue.
This book is not indestructible.
While the sacred may not destroy the Celestial Derivation Volu, the Celestial Dao certainly has that power.
With this realization, he temporarily dismissed the idea.
"Since a breakthrough direction cannot be found in the Qingxu Realm for now, then I shall rewrite other worlds, creating several Golden Lives to feedback into Martial Dao and Qi Cultivation."
[Fortune: 200/401]
Ning Xunqiu glanced at the Fortune column; this was the source of his confidence.
As long as enough ’Golden Lives’ are generated, a path will naturally appear ahead.
He flipped to the beginning of the Celestial Derivation Volu and with a flourish, wrote down a passage.
...
[My na is Ning Xunqiu, and I have an earth-shattering secret. I am a Transmigrator, and during the transmigration, my Divine Spirit accidentally duplicated, sharing mory talents.]
[One of transmigrated to the Qingxu Realm, the other to an unknown world.]
...
[Would you like to permanently use two hundred and ninety points of Fortune to rewrite this segnt of life?]
Upon hearing the prompt, Ning Xunqiu was taken aback. He scratched out the words ’share mory talents’ silently, and thought in surprise:
"To share my mories and talents would permanently use two hundred and ninety points of Fortune? My current Martial Dao talent has beco exaggerated to this extent."
He thought for a mont and made a change.
...
[My na is Ning Xunqiu, and I have an earth-shattering secret. I am a Transmigrator, and during the transmigration, my Divine Spirit accidentally duplicated, gaining the talent of the Qingxu Realm’s ’Loose Cultivator Qingyun’.]
...
[Would you like to permanently use nine points of Fortune to rewrite this segnt of life?]
"Nine points of Fortune..."
Ning Xunqiu pondered, "Alright, let’s go with this. At least the start won’t be too poor."
He was truly afraid, having already gone mad twice.
He could empathize with the ’self’ that beca the ’Demon Sword,’ that feeling was too despairing.
This ti he chose to treat ’himself’ better.
"Rewrite."
[Fortune permanently decreases by nine, current Fortune: 191/392.]
[Another transmigrated to an unknown world...]
[Its na—Wanhua Realm.]
[I was born in the Wanhua Realm, in a place called ’Bing Province’, the eldest son of the Governor—Li Yanzhi.]
[At one year old, I was ignorant, as if I had forgotten sothing, the world was a cacophony.]
[At two years old, I began to grow a mind, curiously observing this world.]
[At three years old, one day my mother carried out, curiously I watched as my father respectfully received an old daoist, the old daoist laughed and touched my forehead, I imdiately felt a cool breeze sweep over .]
[The old daoist frowned, he shook his head, said sothing unknown, father and mother’s eyes were filled with disappointnt, but I laughed out loud.]
[At four years old, I was healthy, keen-minded, physically stronger than children my age, and more sensible.]
[At five years old, I began practicing calligraphy, reading, patient enough to enjoy reading alone; everyone praised my stable character. In truth, I found those little kids boring, and barring any surprises, I would earn a reputation and inherit my father’s position.]
[The Li Family operated here for three hundred years, a prestigious aristocratic family in Bing Province.]
[I was engaged to a childhood sweetheart, later learned from my mother she was the Pri Minister’s daughter, her na was Murong Qin, she had been offered sanctuary at the Li Mansion since young.]
[I climbed the wall and secretly saw Murong Qin a few tis, she humd softly, feeding fish, and looked beautiful. After that day, I secretly sighed in relief.]
[I corresponded with Murong Qin in private, and we beca ’pen pals’, addressing each other ever more intimately.]
[At ten, the reigning Pri Minister was overthrown, Murong Qin’s status plumted, faced cold stares, Li family elders wanted to annul the engagent and arrange another marriage.]
[I refused, spouted a set of grand reasoning.]
[The Li family was speechless, I took charge, Murong Qin wiped tears in hiding.]
[At sixteen, I beca an adult, an essay ’My Governor Father’ erged from nowhere, and the examiner made a jurist without a second thought.]
[In my mind, ’strange ideas’ often popped up improving life, and occasionally, tiless words would slip from my lips, my literary talent ranking in Bing Province’s top three, no one said I, Li Yanzhi, advanced by connections.]
[But I was not gifted in statecraft.]
[On an auspicious day, I and Murong Qin were married.]
[During the wedding, in a bright red robe, wine in hand, I looked up at the moon, poetic inspiration flourished, just then, a woman in a blue dress stepped onto the moon, like Fairy Chang’e.]
["What the hell!? There’s a Cultivator here?!" I stared at the woman in the blue dress, eyes full of shock, this sentint inexplicably escaping my mouth.]
["Immortal Master!" The surrounding people imdiately knelt in droves, calling out.]
[The woman in blue rely looked at Murong Qin: "My na is ’Chen Ruoli’, an elder of ’Shuiyun Sect’, passing through this place. Little girl, you have a Water Cloud Spirit Root, a special constitution most suited for Shuiyun Sect, are you willing to practice cultivation with ?"]
["Dual Spirit Roots?! Cultivation?!" In my mind, a thunderbolt struck, I was dumbfounded in place.]
[Murong Qin glanced at Chen Ruoli, then at : "Immortal Master, can Qin’Er’s husband also practice cultivation?"]
[Chen Ruoli furrowed her brows slightly: "He has a Five Elents Spirit Root... difficult for cultivation, better to enjoy wealth and honor in the Mortal World."]
[I noticed Chen Ruoli’s displeasure, my heart tightened, wisely turned and softly said to Murong Qin: "Qin’Er, the world is so big, go see it for ."]
[Murong Qin saw my agreent, embraced before departure, gently saying: "Husband, I’ll return once I achieve cultivation, you must wait for ."]
[Thereafter, Chen Ruoli took Murong Qin, departing towards the moon.]
[The crowd dispersed, I stood silently alone gazing at the bright moon above, finally grasping a glimr of inspiration.]
[I rembered!]
[I am a Transmigrator! My na is ???]
[Where is my Golden Finger?!]
[At that mont, a practice thod nad the ’Cyan Heaven Great Sun Burning Qi Scripture’ suddenly manifested in my mind.]
[The Spiritual Acupoint Heaven and Earth—it turns out to be the Supre Dharma Gate that allows cultivation without ’Spirit Root’?! Could this be the legacy of the Ancient Qi Cultivators?!]
["Hahaha! Laughing arrogantly to leave ho, how could my kind be weeds!" I quickly stood up, burst into laughter, and strode out the door.
[Li Yanzhi shed his red wedding robe, left the Li Family, built a hut on a desolate mountain, and prepared to cultivate earnestly.]
[But how does one cultivate immortality in the Mortal World?]
[People said Li Yanzhi went mad for wanting to cultivate immortality.]
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