I Have A Cultivation World Chapter 2570 - 1165: Positioning!?

The newly formed pure white was once more infused with the vibrant colors of the Great Tao, turning resplendent and diverse.

Yet ultimately, it couldn't evade the doom of the Great Tao's destruction and the universe's collapse.

Nevertheless, following this collapse, it appeared that additional beings had uncovered this technique.

Freed anew from the void of darkness, they forged an even purer white.

Within Chen Mobai’s thoughts, a spark of realization flashed; amidst the Three Thousand Great Dao, certain paths could surpass the cycle of destruction, allowing recreation even after the universe's end.

Was it possible that the Purple Sky Daoist Venerable had followed this very path in ancient times?

After the prior era's annihilation, employing Innate Yin Yang and the Taixu Dao, did he birth this Great Thousand Universe?

He kept watching intently.

Yet he discovered that regardless of how often the pure white was reborn, the result remained unchanged.

All would inevitably be swallowed by darkness.

Chen Mobai observed the cycles repeatedly, puzzled as to why the Purple Cloud Palace continuously projected these visions before him.

After endless loops, numbness settled over Chen Mobai, and right as he pondered an escape, a shift finally emerged.

Amid the infinite darkness, a tint once again sculpted pure white, but upon the new world's emergence, this tint blended with the Three Thousand Great Dao that ought to have arisen on the pure white—yet instead of descending into darkness, it evolved into a swirling chaotic gray.

And this gray defied concealment by the darkness.

The boundless darkness rushed in, only enhancing the gray's vivid glow.

Unable to be extinguished by the darkness, this gray roamed unbound through the eternal void.

Is this what eternity truly means?

Chen Mobai felt awe mingled with uncertainty.

In that instant, the scenes before him dissolved entirely.

When he opened his eyes, he was back within the Purple Cloud Palace.

Seated on the meditation cushion, Chen Mobai reflected on the visions, filled with wonder.

He believed his intuition rang true; that must have been the final teaching from Purple Sky Daoist Venerable prior to his ascension.

At this moment, every secret within the Mahayana Book in Chen Mobai’s mind had been fully grasped by him.

The pure white symbolized the Law Domain.

By nurturing the Three Thousand Great Dao inside his personal Law Domain, one could pursue creation. The chaotic gray born from merging the Three Thousand Great Dao represented the Force of Creation that Purple Sky Daoist Venerable described.

It served as the vital key to ascension and beholding eternity.

However, the Mahayana Book only detailed cultivating the Three Thousand Great Dao to achieve universal Mahayana.

What Chen Mobai still missed was the essential technique: fusing the Three Thousand Great Dao into the Force of Creation.

Among the countless disciples in Purple Cloud Palace, only the blue-haired, blue-robed senior sister in the front row seemed to have obtained it. Moreover, this technique apparently demanded the Secret Treasure, Gate of Taixu.

With this in mind, Chen Mobai retrieved the Turtle Treasure once more.

In the Tianhe Realm, Taixu True King hunted for the Gate of Taixu.

All signs indicated that the Turtle Treasure he held was precisely that Gate of Taixu.

If true, then beyond his cultivation realm, the sole barrier to ascension for him was this creation method.

And he wondered if the blue-haired senior sister lingered still.

If she had ascended, to whom could he turn for this technique?

Chen Mobai gazed toward the Purple Cloud Palace's innermost depths, where before the front row of cushions stood a Green Lotus seemingly carved from stone.

That was Purple Sky Daoist Venerable's lecturing throne.

In theory, thanks to Dan Ding Taoist's Azure Bird Dharma Aspect, Chen Mobai retained one final entry to Purple Cloud Palace.

Could he then directly inquire of Purple Sky Daoist Venerable himself?

This thought made even Chen Mobai's advanced realm stir with pounding excitement.

It took him a long while to steady his heart.

He attempted once more to delve deeper in the hall, but bound to the rear row's limits, he could only withdraw.

Ultimately, he let out a sigh.

Acknowledging that this chance had fully concluded.

Before departing, Chen Mobai couldn't resist any longer.

[Turtle Treasure, position!]

After his affirmation, the Turtle Treasure quivered faintly, then displayed: [Please confirm again, host.]

Chen Mobai frowned in confusion.

Today's Turtle Treasure showed extreme wariness.

By his normal temperament, he would heed caution and back off here.

Yet Purple Cloud Palace's boon was unparalleled for any being in this universe, harboring not just the Dao Rhythm of Three Thousand Great Dao but even the transcendent Eternal Technique.

Missing it now, Chen Mobai doubted Dan Ding Taoist's Azure Bird Dharma Aspect could guide him back.

Furthermore, as a Purple Cloud Palace disciple, reserving his seat aimed purely at deeper study, free of ulterior motives—the master would surely comprehend.

Having convinced himself, Chen Mobai clenched his jaw and confirmed once more.

Turtle Treasure responded anew: [This matter bears immense weight, please confirm again, host!]

With resolve firm, Chen Mobai pressed ahead without pause.

Third time proved the charm; Turtle Treasure ceased its warnings thereafter.

A familiar silver glow erupted from Turtle Treasure, seeping into the mat's center floor, oriented toward the door and Green Lotus Stone Platform.

This marked Chen Mobai's first close scrutiny of Turtle Treasure’s positioning process.

He sensed a profound Void power surging, intent on etching a teleportation array-like mark here.

In eager anticipation, Turtle Treasure unleashed dazzling radiance, exerting full might, until the mark solidified.

As the intricate, arcane pattern settled into the floor and Purple Cloud Palace's teleportation sigil emerged on Turtle Treasure, Chen Mobai exhaled in relief.

Amid his joy, an unexpected gentle breeze stirred, wafting over the floor—the silver mark scattered like powder, whisked out the door by the wind.

[Positioning failed!]

Turtle Treasure flashed these four words, then fell utterly still, feigning demise.

Witnessing this, Chen Mobai shuddered violently, bowing frantically toward the Green Lotus Stone Platform.

"Disciple is ignorant; please forgive me, teacher!"

"Since teacher departed, Purple Cloud Palace has wandered the cosmos, largely forsaken and desolate. Fearing dust accumulation, disciple wished to visit now and then for cleaning."

"Above all, disciple yearns to carry on teacher's legacy, perpetuate the lineage, teach without cease, and propagate Purple Cloud Palace's ethos..."

Chen Mobai poured out these words, inwardly lamenting his lifelong steadiness undone by sudden avarice.

All Turtle Treasure's doing—if not for its prompt, this mishap never occurs.

As fear gripped him, another breeze whispered in, this time from behind.

While begging mercy, Chen Mobai glanced back unwittingly, eyes bulging, mouth agape.

He beheld silver powder borne in by the breeze from beyond the door, landing precisely where Turtle Treasure had marked before, as if rewinding time to reform the transport sigil.

Ding!

The dormant Turtle Treasure abruptly displayed: [Congratulations, host, positioning successful!]

Chen Mobai brimmed with shock and elation.

Shocked at the abrupt success.

Elated that it truly worked!

Soon, clarity dawned.

Undoubtedly, his heartfelt sincerity had touched Master Zi Xiao, earning acknowledgment as legacy heir.

"Disciple thanks teacher deeply and vows not to betray the trust, spreading Purple Cloud Palace's teachings throughout the heavens!"

Seized by inspiration, Chen Mobai kowtowed repeatedly to the vacant Green Lotus Stone Platform; now, Purple Cloud Palace fully manifested in Turtle Treasure's teleportation pattern.

Suddenly, vertigo struck Chen Mobai, and he found himself ejected from Purple Cloud Palace.

"Junior brother, you've finally emerged."

Qi Yuheng's thrilled voice rang beside him; Chen Mobai stood at Purple Cloud Palace's entrance, where peering in from outside revealed nothing.

He turned, mildly stunned.

"Ancestor."

Spotting Chen Xingxing on the Taixu Dao Platform, Chen Mobai knew Qian Xing controlled the body and offered respectful greeting.

"Pure Yang, what gains did you reap?"

Qian Xing nodded, inquiring with keen interest.

"I witnessed the Great Tao's demise!"

Chen Mobai reflected briefly, distilling it thus.

Eternity's enigmas remained too remote for current Immortal Sect disciples; Chen Mobai knew not the blue-haired senior sister's fate post-transmission.

He even pondered if, after Purple Sky Daoist Venerable's ascension, Purple Cloud Lineage's mighty figures might clash.

Should his Turtle Treasure prove the Gate of Taixu, rising realms would amplify its perils.

"Any harvest suffices. Junior sister saw true; you'll be Immortal Sect's next void cultivator."

Hearing this, Qian Xing presumed Chen Mobai mirrored Bai Guang's gains—unlocking void cultivation—and beamed with approval.

"Ancestor, why not attempt entry yourself?"

Chen Mobai suggested. In his eyes, Qian Xing's sagacity plus prior life's insights rivaled Bai Guang.

"Blocked at the entrance."

Qian Xing replied helplessly, rising from the Dao Platform.

"I see; and Senior Brother Qi?"

Chen Mobai eyed Qi Yuheng, one foot atop the Dao Platform, the other on the steps, querying with curiosity.

"Alas, I'm worthless, couldn't ascend."

Qi Yuheng's self-deprecation prompted Chen Mobai's fervent denials.

If Qi Yuheng faltered, how much less Cheng Xuan and kin?

"One final attempt then."

Qian Xing, face grave, eyed Purple Cloud Palace. During Chen Mobai's time inside, he'd meditated on Taixu Dao Platform, forging faint links to his Illusory Great Dao.

"Ancestor, from my and Bai Guang’s trials, the palace holds..."

Chen Mobai shared his insights—that Purple Cloud Palace answered all queries—to ensure Qian Xing seized the supreme boon upon entering.

"Mm, I'll test it; not guaranteed..."

Before Qian Xing finished, Chen Mobai watched him cross the threshold fully, vanishing into the palace.