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

While Qi Yuheng kept striving to compose himself with dignity, Chen Xingxing rose abruptly, his whole aura and bearing shifting dramatically as though he had transformed into someone else entirely, eyes sparkling like radiant stars, exuding an unmatched grandeur.

"Little Qi, I never knew you valued face so highly before."

The instant those words rang out, Qi Yuheng stood stupefied, mouth hanging open, eyes bulging in disbelief, completely immobilized.

"Is it the Ancestor...?"

After what felt like an eternity, Qi Yuheng, soaked in cold sweat, muttered hesitantly in a quiet voice.

"Did you really believe a mere reincarnated Foundation Establishment body could reach here without my secret support from the shadows?"

Qian Xing gazed at Qi Yuheng with a faint, enigmatic smile, the Patching Heaven Seal on his brow glowing with dazzling light.

"I’ve seen the Ancestor!"

Qi Yuheng hurriedly tried to bow in respect, only to be stopped by a wave from Qian Xing.

"All that happens below the mountain is in plain view; my presence here is confined to mere whispers—don’t call extra eyes my way."

Upon hearing Qian Xing’s instruction, Qi Yuheng nodded vigorously, his earlier embarrassment vanishing.

"Ancestor, please advise me on breaking through to the next level."

Qi Yuheng earnestly sought guidance, gesturing toward his current bottleneck.

In the Immortal Gate, Qian Xing embodied supreme omniscience and power.

"You must grasp the Void Great Dao on your own; failing that, this could be your ceiling, for the Purple Cloud Palace allows no tricks."

Qian Xing shook his head slowly; through years of effort, he had gradually restored fragments of spiritual sense in the Patching Heaven Seal, and without the insights from the Great Daos in the Purple Cloud Palace, he wouldn’t have stirred awake.

Earlier, when Chen Mobai spotted him on the steps, Qian Xing had been immersed in the Illusory Great Dao.

Having visited once prior, and now at Perfection of Spirit Transmutation, his harvests this time surpassed the previous visit by far.

Not just major advances in the Illusion and Stars Great Daos, but also progress on the Dao Platform of the Innate Five Elements.

That was exactly why he lingered a bit longer.

Yet halting right at the entrance filled Qian Xing with some frustration.

This meant that, to the Purple Cloud Palace, his Perfection of Spirit Transmutation realm was indistinguishable from his prior visit.

He’d assumed the Purple Cloud Palace’s gate judged one’s Great Dao comprehension.

Now, however, talent clearly played a role too.

After all, Bai Guang and Pure Yang, who had entered, boasted talents that outshone Qian Xing’s own.

"Ancestor, stop dawdling; reflect more on this Dao Platform—Pure Yang lingered here before succeeding last time, perhaps that’s the secret..."

Qian Xing nodded at the advice, having observed the same earlier. Still, after deep contemplation of the Dao Platform, he only caught faint glimpses.

With no way inside, he was forced to bide his time right there.

Beyond the Purple Cloud Palace, the pair delved into the Taixu and Void Great Daos separately.

Inside the hall, Chen Mobai felt a wave of nostalgia.

He stared at the familiar rows of meditation mats ahead and instinctively glanced toward the third-row spot by the wall, where he’d joined two sessions.

The front row retained its seven mats.

As Chen Mobai moved to claim his usual place, the silent Turtle Treasure abruptly displayed a message.

[Detected host has entered a new world; anchor for future teleportation?]

This rare prompt made Chen Mobai’s face shift instantly.

Was the Turtle Treasure this daring?

Tampering right within the Purple Cloud Palace?

Still, Chen Mobai paused, aware that the Purple Sky Daoist Venerable was beyond mortal ken—any meddling here would surely be detected.

Honoring his mentors, Chen Mobai chose to delay until departure from the Purple Cloud Palace.

The Turtle Treasure appeared to sense the gravity too.

Normally, it would bombard with notifications in such cases, yet here it sent just one, and without confirmation from Chen Mobai, stayed silent.

Evidently, detecting new worlds demanded protocol, even in the Purple Cloud Palace.

With no reply from Chen Mobai, it remained patiently idle.

Pushing the issue aside, Chen Mobai aimed for his seat.

But he quickly sensed an unseen barrier—the pressure was mild near the entrance but intensified toward the front rows.

Chen Mobai grew solemn, remembering Bai Guang’s account of her Purple Cloud Palace visit; last time, she’d entered confused, stuck at the back row, picked a random mat, and slipped into deep meditation.

In that trance, she lived through ages, envisioning a future where she pursued ultimate emptiness, severed all bonds, and mastered Void in her Sword Dao.

After embracing Void, visions showed her charging boldly toward loftier realms.

Yet no matter her efforts, later scenes stayed blurry.

Upon awakening, Bai Guang found herself expelled outside the Purple Cloud Palace, unable to re-enter past the threshold.

She believed the Purple Cloud Palace’s mats answered one’s deepest heart’s questions upon sitting.

Her chief desire before entering had been severing ties to cultivate Void.

On the mat, she glimpsed methods using Immortal Gate techniques to achieve it.

It was like a personal tutorial, with the Purple Cloud Palace holding all solutions—ask, and receive.

Thinking back to his two prior entries via the Three Azure Bird Dharma Aspect of the Dan Ding Taoist, Chen Mobai nodded subtly.

Unable to press forward alone, he’d grasp the opportunity at hand.

With that resolve, Chen Mobai chose a nearby mat at random, settled in, and mulled over his query.

How to cultivate Void?

Not too tough for him, it felt.

Harmonization?

His path was fixed; success hinged on fortune.

Or perhaps Pure Yang?

That felt too lofty.

After much deliberation, Chen Mobai remained uncertain about his true longing.

He shut his eyes instead, letting the Purple Cloud Palace reveal his innermost need.

Quickly, that pristine white void enveloped him once more.

Void Great Dao?

Chen Mobai wondered but waited in silence.

Soon, hues emerged from nothingness on the blank white canvas—forty-nine colors weaving and shifting with the white to birth the Three Thousand Great Daos.

Was this the origin of the Three Thousand Great Daos!?

In his bewilderment, the colors swelled, overtaking the white entirely, then fused into profound blackness as white vanished.

The utter darkness started at one edge and spread rapidly.

Once total dark consumed every color, pure emptiness dominated Chen Mobai’s sight.

At that instant, enlightenment struck Chen Mobai about these spectacles.

A flawless white void marked the universe’s dawn; birth of Three Thousand Great Daos completed the cosmos.

Refining void to utter exhaustion, without restraint, births absolute darkness.

Known too as annihilation!

What message lay hidden here for him?

Though baffled, Chen Mobai recalled grasping something similar from the outer steps and Dao Platform.

Suddenly, shifts in the darkness jolted his eyes open.

From endless black, varied lights pierced the veil, reigniting splendor amid annihilation’s void.

Breaking free of dark, these lights traced circles, etching a handspan of pristine white amid the gloom.

And so the cycle repeated endlessly.