Chapter 621 464 Conspire

The youth's voice echoed in the air, and the expressions of the people present all showed changes, thoughtful, some nodding, some showing disdain, and Tulong Jian beside them, cast his gaze upon the Jade Pot in the hands of the youth's apparition, and remained silent without a word.

The figure in white stood forlornly amidst the clouds, paused for a few breaths, then spoke:

"In Ancient Times, we established morals and used virtue to govern the world. Back then, the common people's wisdom had just begun to awaken, and they were ignorant of goodness. Together with Gong Xu and Zhu Hao, we created an era of great unity, and thus, The Great Void brought forth the Five Virtues, Five Waters and Five Fires, and the world was eager."

"Morality was something we set forth ourselves. You don't wish to be bound, hoping instead to be bound by eternal celestial laws that never change, but they are inherently vague, ever-changing, and endlessly extensible—just like the fruit of the Dao."

"This thing is neither noble nor sacred, whether revered or loathed, if one cannot break through it, if one remains within the Dao, how can one obtain the fruit of the Dao?"

The youth put down the Jade Pot and did not speak further, while the figure in white slowly turned his head, looking towards the people within Cloud Peak, his face slightly blurred, as if smiling.

"What!"

In an instant, everyone simultaneously stepped back, their hearts shocked, only to see the figures of the two slowly disappear, leaving behind only the empty clouds, the jade wall coldly standing on the inside, leaving nothing behind.

The characters on the jade wall lit up one by one, scattering into the air, each transforming into a streak of radiance, shooting straight towards the heavens, splitting into beams of light that fell towards the people below.

Li Yuanjiao's vision blurred as a ray of radiance shot out from within Shengyang Mansion, and everything before his eyes slowly faded.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly felt solid ground under his feet; looking up, he was in an ordinary Daoist temple, the ground beneath him was common bluestone, and in a corner sat a mundane large vat, with incense sticks placed at the front, with no offerings to any deity.

Facing a stone wall, he caught only a glimpse, and a dense list of Cultivation Techniques named after various Immortal Foundations appeared before him, and Li Yuanjiao realized in his heart:

"This is the fortune... The 'Three Drum Wall', must be where the Cave Heaven imparts Cultivation Techniques."

Li Yuanjiao delved deeply into it, overjoyed in his heart, and thought silently:

'First, I should seek out the "Huanyuan Border".'

He did not search for his own "Jing Dragon King," but instead glanced up and down, catching sight of the ancient character for "Huanyuan Border," depicted with shining Gold Patterns, very bright.

His consciousness submerged within, and ancient golden characters quickly appeared before his eyes.

"Wei Ming Qian Border Method."

This ancient method did not specify a Grade, and Li Yuanjiao was exhilarated, memorizing it roughly, examining it carefully; the nature's spiritual energy it utilized was the "Qian Ming Radiant Origin."

At this point, he sank in his heart. The spiritual energy from ancient times naturally differed from that of the present, not to mention the rank of the "Wei Ming Qian Border Method" was unknown, and his own "Golden Sun Radiant Origin" likely could not compare.

'Moreover... it has only the Foundation Establishment Chapter...'

Upon, a closer look, he felt some regret—these methods were named after Immortal Foundations, clearly specifying only the Foundation Establishment chapters. Although they belonged to the Zifu Golden Core Path, they seemed to be ancient methods, and it would likely be difficult to gather the necessary Spiritual Energy.

Having experienced this with the "Wei Ming Qian Border Method," something stirred in his heart and he suddenly thought of his younger sister.

"Qinghong revised her practice of the 'Purple Thunder Secret Essence Technique,' originally 'Winter Thunder Sound,' she converted to 'Mysterious Thunder Berth'..."

He did not go to look at the "Winter Thunder Sound" technique because his family had no spells related to collecting the respective Spiritual Energy, instead, he looked at "Mysterious Thunder Berth," hoping to find a high-grade Cultivation Technique for Li Qinghong to switch to.

His consciousness plunged in, and ancient characters of pale purple soon emerged:

"Xiao Yun Question Thunder Dharma."

This Talisman, too, lacked a Grade, but the Immortal Foundation it cultivated was precisely "Mysterious Thunder Berth." Unfamiliar with Thunder Dharma, Li Yuanjiao couldn't discern its quality and focused on the Spiritual Energy it required, which was "Xuanyin Thunder Liquid."

"Fortunately, the 'Purple Thunder Secret Essence Technique' is itself an ancient method, so there's not a big difference."

Having memorized that, the jade wall before his eyes had yet to disappear. He then began searching for "Jing Dragon King." This Immortal Foundation was precisely named in the old language and was eye-catching as soon as he found it:

"Cang Snake Towards Sea Method."

This technique was naturally not so fortunate, the Spiritual Energy it used differed from "River Essence Qi," being "Chun Yuan Clear River." Li Yuanjiao carefully memorized it, and finally, the many Cultivation Techniques and Immortal Foundations before his eyes faded away.

He slowly opened his eyes, finding himself still in the Daoist temple, gazing at the jade wall before him. Suddenly, brilliant golden text emerged.

Taking a brief pause, Li Yuanjiao read it over but could remember nothing. Although thousands of words were supposedly inscribed on the stone wall, when he tried to focus, his mind was blank, as if he had seen something exceedingly complex and incomprehensible.

He could only watch helplessly as the golden characters drifted by three times, finally disappearing like specks of light, the Daoist temple before him gradually receding. After a moment to collect his thoughts, he found himself back at Cloud Peak.

In the distance, where there once stood a jade wall, it had disappeared without a trace, along with the clouds, leaving only the dim moonlight and starlight.

Most of the people around had gained something, expressions of surprise on their faces, though some showed regret, evidently having completely exhausted the Spiritual Energy of all three paths.

Li Yuanjiao looked around among the clouds and saw not far away, Li Xuanfeng stood in his Black Gold Armor, quietly upright in the air, with a middle-aged man in white beside him.

Their eyes met briefly, then both looked away. Tulong Jian seemed quite content and quietly receded into the sea of clouds. Li Yuanjiao, unwilling to waste time, silently took out a Jade Slip to record the techniques he had obtained, and with it, he descended from the sky, landing atop a small peak.