Chapter 83: Chapter 66: Cat Master Passes Down the Dao Inheritance, Yanfu’s Number 1 Qi Collection Method

Every step is a pitfall!

Jiang Yi couldn’t help but think of Lu Ting, who had died under mysterious circumstances, and Lu Xuan, who had inherited his “opportunity” and was about to become “medicinal material” for an Elder of the Zhao You Sect.

In the eyes of High Cultivators, any Lower Cultivator who hadn’t reached the Qi Cultivation Tenth Layer could be manipulated and disposed of at will.

But little did they know that in the eyes of the Upper Cultivators from the Ancestral Sects, their own paths of cultivation had long since been severed, their fates already sealed.

How similar the two situations were!

“Looking down from above, everything is as clear as day; looking up from below, everything is unfathomably deep.”

This phrase suddenly surfaced in Jiang Yi’s mind, serving as a stark warning.

’I’ll have to be extremely cautious when dealing with Upper Cultivators from the Demon Dao Dharma Lineages from now on.’

’Who knows what kind of massive pits they’re digging further down the path!’

“Cat Master.”

With this in mind, Jiang Yi used every technique he had learned in his past life, massaging True Master Xuanmiao until its soul felt like it was about to float away.

“Alright, alright! Stop it, Xiao Jiang! This True Master can’t take it anymore… Meow!”

True Master Xuanmiao begged for mercy, flopping limply onto a towel.

“You’re trying to ask for a Perfect Dao Inheritance, so you can one day ascend to the Foundation Establishment Fifth Layer, aren’t you?”

Although True Master Xuanmiao’s eyes were clear, it was not stupid. It naturally understood its great disciple’s intentions.

Jiang Yi didn’t rush to answer. He just carefully wiped the water droplets off the Cat Master’s body with a dry towel, a gentle warmth from the Fire Manipulation Technique flowing from his fingertips, drying its fur until it was fluffy and soft.

After its bath, True Master Xuanmiao’s true form was revealed. It wasn’t a little black ball of soot.

It was a calico cat!

Its belly was as white as fresh cotton, and its fluffy orange-and-black fur stuck out, making one unable to resist giving it a good scratch.

At this moment, it was sprawled lazily on the couch, its four paws slightly splayed, revealing soft pink pads.

The tip of its tail twitched intermittently, looking for all the world like a little master being pampered to its heart’s content.

“This Disciple would not dare to deceive you, Cat Master! The Demon Dao Dharma Lineages have a strict hierarchy, with a clear distinction between the upper and lower ranks. For a commoner like me, as insignificant as a blade of grass, it’s truly difficult to find a proper path forward.

It was a stroke of heavenly fortune that I was able to meet you, Cat Master, and be accepted as your disciple!”

Jiang Yi sat respectfully before the couch, his posture humble.

“Therefore, I implore you, Cat Master, to grant this Disciple an opportunity to seek the Dao.”

True Master Xuanmiao slowly sat up. Despite its small, round body, its solemn expression gave it an air of dignity.

In every Daoist Lineage, the master-disciple bond has always been held in the highest regard, sometimes even surpassing blood ties between father and son.

“There is something I must make clear to you, Xiao Jiang.”

True Master Xuanmiao sat up properly, its tail lightly curled around its front paws.

“Every ’Perfect Dao Inheritance’ in this world that leads directly to the Foundation Establishment Fifth Layer, or even allows one to seek the Golden Position and attain the rank of True Monarch, already has an owner.

From the moment of their creation, these Dao Inheritances have been bound to the fate and fortune of the Dharma Lineage itself, and they carry immense karma.

Therefore, if you wish to obtain one, you must also be prepared to bear its weight.”

As it spoke these words, True Master Xuanmiao revealed a rare hint of majesty, its amber eyes shining brightly.

Since ancient times, throughout the countless millennia of the Yanfu Vast Land, a Dao Inheritance has always been a supreme treasure!

It symbolizes an Ancestral Sect Dharma Lineage, embodies the collective fate and fortune of thousands of disciples, and represents a True Monarch who has attained their Dao Certificate.

None of these aspects can be taken lightly or treated as trivial!

Jiang Yi lowered his head in silence and did not answer for a long time.

True Master Xuanmiao narrowed its eyes in satisfaction. Such a cautious attitude was exactly how a true seeker of the Dao should behave.

「After a long moment.」

Jiang Yi seemed to have made up his mind. The golden light in his eyes receded, and he looked openly at True Master Xuanmiao.

“This Disciple is willing to accept this Dao Inheritance! I only hope that one day I can ascend to the Foundation Establishment Fifth Layer Heaven, seek the Golden Position, and attain long life!

Even if my body is ground to dust, I will be a Jiang Yi who had a chance to become a True Monarch. My cultivation in this life will not have been in vain!”

True Master Xuanmiao nodded heavily.

“Good… Meow!”

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In the Qingming High Heaven, the Dharma Tower still hung suspended.

Lou Zhenxiao sat at the very top, his vast Magical Power spreading out to suppress the land for thousands of miles, blanketing the entire Beimang Ridge.

A three-colored radiance poured down like a celestial river, its infinite Dharma Nature evolving into countless forms, coalescing into individual stars.

He primarily cultivated Xin Metal, supplemented by Kui Water and Ding Fire, perfectly matching the phenomenon of ’Water Assists Golden Radiance, Furnace Refining and Penetrating’.

’The Demon Dao Dharma Lineages can only cultivate the [Yin Five Elements]. But with Yin and Yang out of balance, how can one possibly gather a complete Life Essence?

No wonder so few in our Dao have become True Monarchs in the last five thousand years. The Immortal Dao has us by the throat.’

Lou Zhenxiao’s brow furrowed. Ever since he had stepped into the Qi Cultivation Twelfth Layer, he had made a great vow!

In this life, he would gather the Five Elements, complete his Life Essence, and strive to become a True Monarch!

For this, he willingly endured the suffering of the ice prison in Mingcang Marsh, standing guard alone for twenty-eight years, before finally cultivating the Foundation Establishment Level Fifth Grade True Skill, the *Lanmiaoze Divine Skill*, to Perfection, achieving the “Water Assists Golden Radiance” phenomenon.

Afterward, he spent another fifty-four years to bring the *Red Bright Earth Leveling Skill*, another Foundation Establishment Level Sixth Grade True Skill, to the Perfection stage of Cultivation.

Relying on this impressive Cultivation—having gathered three of the elements and possessing a profound Life Essence—he ranked among the top True Inheritance disciples of the Eight Sects and made a great name for himself.

However, even Lou Zhenxiao, who prided himself on his superlative talent, aptitude for Refining Techniques, and even the Dao Inheritance from his sect, had encountered an obstacle in his Cultivation that was difficult to overcome.

’That [Tai Yang] has been manifest in the world for five thousand years. During the Luotian Dao Discussion held once every millennium, it always outshines the other Daoist Lineages.

The [Shao Yang] and [Shao Yin] held by our Dao have been forced into seclusion. Lacking these two venerable Dao Fruit positions, the cultivators of our Dharma Lineage can only practice the [Five Elements].

But that’s not enough. [Tai Yang] is tyrannical, forcefully stripping away the [Five Elements Yang] and preventing the cultivators of our Dao from easily practicing the related Cultivation Techniques.’

His thoughts surged and his Dao-heart wavered. Seated atop the Dharma Tower, Lou Zhenxiao’s eyes suddenly snapped open. His vast Magical Power receded like a tidal wave, returning to his body.

He gazed at the line of golden light rising in the east and said in a low voice:

“You seek to subjugate the world through tyranny! From south to north, all cultivators hope for your light to fade… The day will come when [Tai Yang] finally falls!”

Lou Zhenxiao rose to his full height. Just as he was about to divine the whereabouts of his disciple, Mu Qiu, the Artifact Spirit Child from within the Dharma Tower appeared, hopping and skipping.

“Master, Master! The sect has sent down another decree! Please go take a look at once!”

Lou Zhenxiao frowned.

How long had it been since he left the sect? Because of him presiding over the North and South Dipper Sword competition, as well as matters concerning the “Little Ancestor” and the revival of the Zhongyi Sect, the Sect Leader had already sent down several decrees.

Lou Zhenxiao sighed softly.

“Just before a great calamity, there is always a season of troubles.”

Only a sect as rich and powerful as the Taifu Sect could afford to burn money like this. Otherwise, sending a decree across tens of thousands of miles would be enough to bankrupt a Branch Sect Dharma Lineage.

He moved to the Warm Pavilion on the fourth floor. Inside, a Magic Altar was set up, upon which was enshrined a nine-foot-tall talisman forged entirely from purple gold.

On the talisman’s surface, the character for “Heaven” was written at the top and “Earth” at the bottom, using Cinnabar rich with a warm, yang aura.

“I respectfully await the Sect Leader’s decree.”

No matter how wild, willful, and proud Lou Zhenxiao was, he would not dare to show disrespect to the Sect Leader, who was one of the current era’s True Monarchs.

He focused his mind, held his breath, and stood with his head bowed, ready to listen intently.

The Purple Gold Talisman vibrated faintly, and the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Mechanism responded in kind.

After about the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn, a warm, deep voice slowly emanated from it:

“The Daoist Palace has already spoken. Let the Little Ancestor go, but do not allow them to return to the Immortal Dao.

Zhenxiao, since you are presiding over this North and South Dipper Sword competition, all Dharma Lineages within a hundred thousand miles are under your command. Use the pretense of eliminating the Zhongyi Sect Remnants to forbid all trade between the Nanzhan and Dongsheng Continents.”

“This Disciple accepts the order!”

Lou Zhenxiao agreed without hesitation.

The decree had been delivered, the message was complete, and the Purple Gold Talisman fell silent once more.

’I, for one, hope Xuan Chanzi can seize this opportunity. Half of the Eight Sects are willing to let the Zhongyi Sect reappear in the Nanzhan Continent.

If he rides the wave of this Fate Shuzi’s fortune, he could become a worthy opponent for me at the Dan Yuan Dharma Assembly. That would be a truly satisfying battle!’

Lou Zhenxiao’s eyes flashed brightly. Although he cultivated Xin Metal and should have gathered Primordial Run and Qinghe qi, this disciple of the Taifu Sect did the opposite, deliberately refining a firm, vigorous, and sharp yang qi instead.

He then used Kui Water to moisten it and Ding Fire to temper it, boosting his Merit and forming a style all his own.

Therefore, Lou Zhenxiao loved to compete against Sword Cultivators, as it was the best way for him to advance his Cultivation and temper his Great Dao.

’Even I am tempted by the Little Ancestor’s world-shaking Dao Inheritance, “Mixed Refining Origin, Commander of Ten Thousand Truths.” To think it’s just being handed to Xuan Chanzi for free!’

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