I Have A Cultivation World Chapter 2423 - 1084: Entering the Purple Cloud Palace Again (Part 3)
Previously on I Have A Cultivation World...
Chen Mobai's sole regret centered on the fact that the second Azure Bird failed to carry him back into the Purple Cloud Palace.
Evidently, the lecture on Ninth Rank Creation stood as the paramount memory in the Dan Ding Taoist's mind.
While Chen Mobai pondered this matter, the Azure Bird above abruptly transformed into a verdant mist that cascaded down, completely surrounding him.
Upon recovering his senses, he discovered himself outside the confines of the Yuping Small Realm.
Glancing at the Daoist Robe draped over him and the circular cushion beneath his knees, Chen Mobai understood he had returned once more to the Purple Cloud Palace.
Enlightenment must be attained beforehand!
Without grasping the Saintly Virtue Great Dao, entry into this particular segment of the Illusionary Realm remains impossible.
"Junior, junior..."
As Chen Mobai reflected deeply, a voice he recognized approached with a hint of curiosity.
"Senior sister, focus on the lecture!"
Unacquainted with the individual before him, Chen Mobai acted as if eager to learn diligently, avoiding any sound transmission for conversation.
"Oh..."
The female cultivator in blue robes ahead responded in a slightly odd manner, after which they both resumed attentively following the purple-robed Daoist's discourse.
Chen Mobai reasoned that for the Dan Ding Taoist to cling to the Dao Fruit beyond death, these lectures' substance had to rival the Ninth Rank Creation in profundity.
Therefore, he concentrated fully right from the start, maximizing the application of the Law of the Five Tones.
With the Vermilion Phoenix Facing the Sun diagram fully realized, his instinctive perception this time soared to unprecedented heights, nearing the boundaries of mortal limits.
Chen Mobai sensed a fleeting gaze upon him, reminiscent of his initial visit here, and surmised it belonged to the instructing purple-robed Daoist.
He refrained from raising his eyes, anxious about being unmasked as an intruder by the purple-robed Daoist and cast out.
After some tense moments, the Daoist pressed on with the lecture uninterrupted, allowing Chen Mobai to ease up and devote himself entirely to noting down the intricate principles while drawing in Spiritual Objects.
This session astonishingly delved into the Three Thousand Great Dao.
It appeared to build upon the prior Ninth Rank Creation class, suggesting the purple-robed Daoist had reflected extensively afterward, recognizing potential gaps in the students' understanding and opting for a more elaborate exposition.
"By establishing the Three Thousand Great Dao as the base, a universe can be forged. Long ago, I dominated the Three Thousand Great Dao through the act of universe creation."
"In the primordial era of heaven and earth, should you emerge as the inaugural spirit, the Three Thousand Great Dao will instinctively yield to your will."
"Yet, amid the genesis, numerous formidable Innate Spirits arose in tandem with the Dao. These beings, upon manifesting, hold supremacy over the Dao as entities of Harmonization; certain gifted ones might consume additional Daos to attain the Pure Yang Realm. Conquering, mastering, and refining the Three Thousand Great Dao into Creation Power would then demand an extensive period!"
"Forming a universe and manifesting the Three Thousand Great Dao—this path led me to the realm of Creation."
"You, having scaled the heights of cultivation within this universe, if aspiring to transcend and affirm the everlasting Dao, might pursue my approach or venture forth to carve a novel route to immortality, as each of you possesses such innate promise."
As the lecture drew to a close, the purple-robed Daoist turned to the seven pupils in the front row; they responded by offering profound salutations of gratitude.
"Thank you, teacher, for bestowing the Dao!"
Following the front row's example, every other attendee in the hall mirrored the gesture with deep bows.
Chen Mobai joined in without hesitation, positioning himself among the swiftest to do so.
"Very well, this marks my final lecture in this place, after which I shall depart from this universe. Should any queries linger, I shall address them fully today."
With a wave from the purple-robed Daoist, all in the hall rose to their feet against their will.
Hearing these words, a wave of concern washed over Chen Mobai.
Assuming his deduction held true, he now inhabited the Dan Ding Taoist's persona, secretly infiltrating to listen in, all while maintaining a sense of self.
He yearned deeply to consult the purple-robed Daoist directly, yet his cultivation Realm proved far too modest; he dreaded posing simplistic inquiries that might invite mockery from peers and expose his true nature.
After all, these represented the mightiest existences in the universe; Chen Mobai worried that even inside the Dan Ding Taoist's Illusionary Realm, they could detect alterations from bygone eras and thus identify him.
With this in mind, Chen Mobai concluded it wiser to play the part of the oblivious, holding back from any questions.
"I recognize that questions abound for all of you, yet to prevent postponing my exit, each may pose only one."
Precisely as Chen Mobai resolved to reluctantly abandon the chance to inquire, the purple-robed Daoist, perched on the Green Lotus, interjected unexpectedly.
"Teacher, might we pose two questions?"
The blue-robed female cultivator, mounted on a tortoise in the front row, couldn't help but voice her request.
Nevertheless, the purple-robed Daoist declined with a shake of his head, directing his attention to the leftmost figure in the first row.
"Yi Xing, begin!"
The silver-haired Daoist gave a subtle nod before posing his query: "Teacher, can my Great Dao attain eternity?"
This inquiry sparked a gleam in the assembly's eyes.
As anticipated, the purple-robed Daoist's brows knit slightly, as if facing a challenge. Moments later, he let out a sigh and shook his head softly: "No."
At this response, the silver-haired Daoist's complexion drained of color, while the radiant Star River Chessboard hovering over him started to fracture, mirroring the shattering of his Dao Heart.