I Have A Cultivation World Chapter 2560: 1158: Entering the Purple Cloud Palace (2)

Capítulo 2560: Chapter 1158: Entering the Purple Cloud Palace (2)

In this instance, the Purple Cloud Palace functions as a massive Mirror Demon across the Immortal Gate’s domain. The length of time someone can persist upon it reveals their talent level within the same realm.

Meihua’s estimates show about thirteen years remain until war erupts against Ming Wang Star and the Three Eyed Tribe. For surviving this disaster, the Immortal Gate will undoubtedly unleash the bulk of its stored resources in this timeframe to nurture gifted individuals.

Without war merits to claim, allocations will hinge entirely on talent.

Greater talent means higher odds of success.

Meng Huang had no choice but to resort to faking it, yet Yan Bingxuan could give it a real shot, given her solid comprehension and talent.

With numerous elite Immortal Gate cultivators nearby, any message from Yan Bingxuan to Chen Mobai risked detection, so she just nodded alongside Meng Huang to show she got it.

Still, Chen Mobai caught a faint flicker of letdown in her gaze, revealing her strong self-confidence.

Chen Mobai’s remark clearly showed he held little optimism for her performance.

Once he sorted out matters for his two allies, the flying treasures from the Three Great Halls showed up, shuttled over by the Hall of Orthodox Law’s star space battleships.

Chen Xiaohei was naturally in the group, positioned beside Hua Zijing.

He issued comparable guidance to his daughter.

Even with her Pure Yin Body, Chen Xiaohei’s aptitude for comprehension remained middling. Though inwardly irked, she nodded compliantly on the outside.

Ye Yune emerged from retreat then, handling the lineup assignments in an effort to curry favor with Chen Mobai just like Lan Haitian.

She positioned Hua Zijing and Chen Xiaohei from the Hall of Orthodox Law right up front.

Three days flew by in a flash.

All participants from the Three Great Halls and Four Great Daoist Sects had gathered. Yet atop the Purple Cloud Palace’s tiered Dao Platform, just five Nascent Soul cultivators endured.

Beiming, Yuan Xu, Tao Hua, Wenren Xuewei, and Pei Qingshuang were those left.

Pei Qingshuang stood out as the biggest shock to Chen Mobai.

Her Nascent Soul was freshly formed, placing her cultivation at the entry level among Nascent Souls. Was it the Longevity Immortal bloodline boosting her Great Dao comprehension?

As Pei Qingshuang occupied a step, a enigmatic immortal glow enveloped her, syncing perfectly with the Great Dao; her statuesque, curvaceous form appeared even more alluring and ripe. Chen Mobai figured it had to be that.

The remaining four came as no surprise to Chen Mobai.

All of them counted as future Deity Form prospects for the Immortal Gate.

Particularly Wenren Xuewei—Chen Mobai observed her shut eyes, where the vibrant Evergreen Qi now pulsed with life force, weaving seamlessly into Dao Rhythm, surging with boundless vigor to propel her forward, straight into Nascent Soul Ninth Layer.

The Great Chun Divine Tree’s backing played a role too, but reaching this height underscored Wenren Xuewei’s extraordinary genius.

Chen Mobai reckoned that Wenren Xuewei’s Nascent Soul formation predated the latest frontier war by around ninety years.

She truly matched his fame as a Deity Form hopeful.

“It seems that in the next era, it might belong to Jumang Academy.”

Zhongli Tianyu voiced this, spotting three Nascent Soul experts from Jumang Academy on the Purple Cloud Palace steps, prompting a furrowed brow.

Ever since apprenticing under Qi Yuheng, he’d grown hostile toward the Jumang Lineage.

“As long as I am part of the Immortal Gate, it will always be my era. If it becomes the era of Jumang Academy after I leave, then your generation has truly failed.”

Chen Mobai countered with these words alone.

Zhongli Tianyu hung his head in rare embarrassment.

He once viewed himself as the Immortal Gate’s top genius trailing Chen Mobai, but post-Nascent Soul, he grasped that countless equals shone in the realm. During the Purple Cloud Palace’s second wave, his descent humbled him completely.

Thus, witnessing three Jumang Academy Nascent Souls holding firm on the steps and Dao Platform eroded his drive to claim Hall of Orthodox Law leadership over Pei Qingshuang.

“I have been taught!”

Zhongli Tianyu expressed genuine gratitude to Chen Mobai for the first time, his voice grave.

“Cultivation demands steady progress step by step. The Purple Cloud Palace means little in the grand scheme. With your Deity Form ancestor, Deity Form master, and Deity Form friend, diligent effort ensures you keep pace.”

After the lesson, Chen Mobai offered encouragement to Zhongli Tianyu too. Dance Tool Dao Academy lacked a Deity Form Dao Seed, yet he saw Zhongli as halfway there. As a companion, he hoped to preserve his rival’s fighting spirit.

Two more days elapsed before Pei Qingshuang tumbled from a Dao Platform.

Merely half a day later, Beiming and Wenren Xuewei succumbed simultaneously.

Yuan Xu and Tao Hua outlasted everyone.

Yuan Xu’s prior Deity Form taste explained his endurance, but Tao Hua, as a Spirit Plant incarnation, typically struggled with Great Dao perception—her feat highlighted the profundity of her thousand-year roots.

In the end, Tao Hua dropped first.

Yuan Xu claimed Nascent Soul supremacy with ten days, climbing seven hundred sixty-seven steps, though he dwelled longest at the six hundred thirty-fifth.

Chen Mobai skipped querying his realizations, since his own trial loomed next.

“I’ll leave this to you.”

Chen Mobai told the adjacent Three Hall Masters.

Qi Yuheng and the Immortal Gate’s Deity Forms had scaled beyond a thousand steps without exhaustion, yet their breathing grew unsteady, rocked by Dao Rhythm’s onslaught.

Immortal Gate annals on the Purple Cloud Palace noted Deity Forms could endure till the close, so upcoming rounds demanded Nascent Soul along with Core Formation and Foundation Establishment prodigies.

Chen Mobai no longer needed to oversee it.

He shifted into silver radiance, flashing to the base of the mountain, eyes fixed on the towering Purple Cloud Palace for a thorough inspection.

Though he’d twice accessed it via Dan Ding Taoist’s Three Azure Bird Dharma Aspect for teachings, he always materialized inside the hall upon arrival, blind to its exterior.

Now he saw its plain stone structure.

Without witnessing its arrival, Chen Mobai would doubt this unassuming edifice housed this Great Thousand Universe’s pinnacle experts, harboring three thousand Great Dao enigmas plus Creation and Eternity’s secrets.

With a sentimental stride, Chen Mobai mounted the first step.

Dao Rhythm rushed at him, halting him mid-motion.

For it embodied the Pure Yang Great Dao.

Given Purple Sky Daoist Venerable’s legacy, sudden clarity struck Chen Mobai.

He paused on that spot for three straight days, sparking vast intrigue among the hundred-plus elite Immortal Gate prodigies.

No one imagined the Pure Yang True Monarch faltered at the outset; instead, they speculated on hidden profundity.

Did the initial step hold the paramount Dao?

Mastering it could unlock the rest?

Or had the Pure Yang True Monarch grasped every Dao in the Purple Cloud Palace instantly upon entry?

Beneath collective scrutiny, Chen Mobai abruptly seated himself, entering meditation right on the first step.

The Great Dao defies form, yet persists forever, spanning eras and voids.

Cultivators who fathom the Great Dao draw it into their Primordial Spirit for refinement; full acclimation empowers a genuine Dao immersion.

This phase is termed Cultivating Void.

Dao entry without self-loss ignites true Dao command.

Be it Death God, Big Tree, or Bai Guang, all perch upon this stage.