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Novel: [The Primordial Law]
Volume 4: [Shuangsheng Dao Sect (Twin Rice Sect)]
Chapter 35 (290): [Time Flies]
(35th of Volume 4)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
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In the rice paddy, covered with Spiritual Soil, a three-foot-tall seedling stood bathed in a golden light. It was sacred and radiant, a brilliant gold, slowly absorbing the Blood Qi from the water.
Despite two years of meticulous cultivation by two Immortal Realm Great Powers, its growth had stalled.
Even An Xianjing, known for her serene composure, couldn't help but feel anxious.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have resorted to seeking help from a Five Seas Realm junior.
The Full Golden Meridian Veins and Golden Rice naturally brought to mind a connection.
"Isn't this a bit inappropriate?" Li Weiyi didn't mind helping An Xianjing cultivate the rice, but what if the resulting infant bore a three-part resemblance to him? What would that even mean?
An Xianjing remained patient: "Blood is merely one component of its nourishment. It's not as complicated as you imagine. Consider the legends of Benevolent Rice growing in mass burial grounds, absorbing the blood of countless deceased. Do you think they have countless parents?"
"I find the existence of Benevolent Rice deeply challenging to both morality and human nature. Perhaps it wouldn't matter to someone who doesn't care about emotions, but what about those who do?"
Li Weiyi's mind raced with thoughts.
He began to understand why Zen Hai Guanwu had forbidden its cultivation in the past.
An Xianjing fell into deep thought.
After a long moment, she said, "Why don't you try using the Spiritual Light's Radiance of the Fusang Divine Tree to provide sunlight? I believe your Spiritual-Light's Life Qi is exceptionally potent."
Li Weiyi had already noticed that the area bathed in the Spiritual Light's Radiance of the Fusang Divine Tree, including the Flame Lotus in the lake, was thriving.
Perhaps it truly was helpful.
Li Weiyi sat in meditation on the field ridge.
Gradually, his mind cleared, and he slipped into a meditative state.
"Whoosh!"
The Spiritual Light's Radiance of the Fusang Divine Tree rose behind him, towering over ten meters tall. Its golden light shimmered like molten gold, its leaves resembling flames, enveloping the one-acre Spirits Soil rice paddy in its radiance.
A miraculous sight unfolded.
The thirty-centimeter-tall rice seedlings, which had been drooping, gradually straightened and stood upright.
They breathed in unison with Li Weiyi, continuously absorbing the light rain shed by the Fusang Divine Tree.
The entire Southern Purity (Nanqing) Palace and its surrounding area for several kilometers were plunged into darkness, save for this single bright spot.
An Xianjing, always cheerful, now wore a radiant, joyful smile that belied her three hundred and sixty years of age.
'The Golden Rice (Seed) should have plenty of Blood Qi nutrients,' she mused, 'The reason its growth had stalled might be related to sunlight.'
Half an hour later, Li Weiyi opened his eyes.
Seeing the changes in the Golden Rice, he beamed with delight: "Senior An, it seems I'm still useful to you. We don't need to use Blood to water it for now, do we?"
An Xianjing walked to Li Weiyi's side and tapped his Wind Mansion at the back of his head.
After examining him, she nodded gently.
"Indeed, it's true. You've refined all your meridians into Gold, and your Wind Mansion has reached a capacity of thirty-six thousand cubic meters. Your constitution is definitely not that of a Mortal. You must have a significant background."
"Senior An, please don't mention my Martial-Mystic Path talent again."
Having learned from his conversation with Yao Qingxuan, Li Weiyi feigned a pained expression, speaking little and offering no explanations.
An Xianjing said, "The passing grade for Inheritors in the Five Seas Realm's Ancestral Field is only 20,000 cubic feet. Your Wind Mansion's 36,000 cubic feet would easily qualify as a substitute. My concern is that your Ancestral Field's supposed impairment is a lie, and you won't use your Wind Mansion to cultivate the Dao."
Li Weiyi's face flushed with anger: "If Senior continues to pick at my wounds and cast doubt on my motives, you might as well kill me now. After all, after helping you cultivate the Golden Rice, I'm doomed anyway. If my Ancestral Field hadn't been crippled, the Jiu Li Hidden Sect would have sent top experts to protect me. How could I have fallen into your hands?"
Who could have imagined that the Underground Immortal Mansion was actually the Twin Rice Sect's lair?
Moreover, this sect was vast and powerful, with countless experts.
Before entering, Li Weiyi had assumed the Underground Immortal Mansion truly lacked Immortal Great Powers.
He was fortunate to still be alive. Countless others who had misjudged the situation had long since turned to dust or suffered even worse fates.
An Xianjing frowned slightly: "Don't overthink it! As long as you don't oppose the Divine Sect, this Hall Master won't kill you, nor will I discard you after you've served your purpose. Believe it or not, it's up to you!"
"Give me the Divine Snow Sword!"
Li Weiyi retrieved the Divine Snow Sword from his Cosmic Pouch and handed it over.
His curiosity piqued, he asked, "Has Tang Wanzhou been captured?"
"Worry about yourself first!"
"Keep this bottle of Immortal Blood. Take ten drops each day, no more, no less. It should be enough to nourish the Golden Rice for two or three months. Be careful. If you let the Golden Rice die... well, consider the consequences yourself."
An Xianjing's casual threat, delivered with the authority of a Hall Master, was meant to remind Li Weiyi not to take her kindness for granted.
In truth, it was difficult for her to maintain her Hall Master facade in front of this kind-hearted, idealistic young man.
As she often said, "To the merciful, I return mercy. To the wicked, I grant rebirth."
Cultivating the Formless and Featureless Buddhist Scripture was like looking in a mirror. She adapted her demeanor to match the person she was facing.
Leaving behind the Cold Jade Bottle, she turned and left with her sword.
Li Weiyi called out, "What if something happens to it? Where can I find you?"
"Spirit Valley (Linggu) Hall. Seek out the Divine Son Chief, Qiongji Daozi. I'll be away for a while," An Xianjing replied.
"Could you do me a favor? I have a friend named Qi Xiao who may have fallen into your hands. Could you help me find him?"
"I'm the Hall Master, not a dog catcher," An Xianjing said before disappearing into the Formation's light curtain.
"Each one of them is so difficult to get along with. Just because they're Immortal Realm Great Powers, they think they're so high and mighty? If I ever reach the Transcendent Realm, I'll make sure to put on a show for them too," Li Weiyi muttered to himself, spreading his palm open.
In his palm, besides the Cold Jade Bottle, lay a three-inch-long Azure Jade Formation Talisman, used to activate the various Formations within the Southern Purity (Nanqing) Palace. The talisman was inscribed with the words "Southern Purity (Nanqing) Palace."
From then on, he could freely enter and exit the Southern Purity (Nanqing) Palace, going anywhere he pleased. However, An Xianjing hadn't given him a Life Token, clearly intending to confine him within the palace.
For the next three days, Li Weiyi sat on the edge of the rice field, meditating and projecting the Fusang Divine Tree's radiance to nourish the Golden Rice.
At the same time, he refined the Spiritual Qi in his Wind Mansion, aiming to reach the Sixth Sea's full completion as quickly as possible.
He dared not activate the Dao Ancestor's Tai Chi Fish, fearing Yao Qingxuan and An Xianjing might suddenly return.
They had a habit of appearing silently behind or beside him.
After three consecutive days without any news of them, Li Weiyi could no longer contain his impatience.
He stepped out of the Formation surrounding the rice field and entered another area of the Southern Purity (Nanqing) Palace, also shrouded in Formations.
Inside the Formation stood a twenty-story black Buddhist pagoda.
The desolate courtyard outside the pagoda showed no footprints.
Clearly, An Xianjing and Yao Qingxuan wouldn't enter this place, making it an ideal spot to activate the Dao Ancestor's Tai Chi Fish.
As for the unpredictable dangers...
Li Weiyi could retreat into the Blood Mud Space, so he wasn't overly fearful.
Moreover, according to Zen Hai Guanwu, his blood could reanimate corpses with a single drop. Who would end up dominating remained uncertain!
"I must seize this time before the Golden Rice matures to enhance my cultivation and strength as much as possible. An Xianjing's words sound good, but who knows if she'll go back on her word once I'm no longer useful? Her face can change on a whim, let alone her promises."
Leaving the six Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperors outside to stand guard and feast on the Southern Purity (Nanqing) Palace's various medicinal herbs, Li Weiyi retrieved the Azure Jade Formation Talisman, opened the Formation's light curtain, and stepped inside.
"Rustle!"
A chilling wind swept through the dilapidated courtyard where the black pagoda stood, swirling dust into eddies.
An ancient aura surged forward, and faint Buddhist chants seemed to echo in the air.
Though apprehensive, Li Weiyi knew that after years of disuse, the Formation's sudden activation would naturally cause air currents to flow, resulting in wind.
Li Weiyi glanced at the open gate on the first level of the pagoda.
A skeleton sat cross-legged in the darkness, chains wrapped around its body. He wondered what story this person had lived, and why they were chained here.
Had they been locked up for tens of thousands of years?
Li Weiyi couldn't shake the feeling that the skeleton might suddenly stand up and charge out.
He dared not approach, and instead sat down beside the Formation's luminous curtain.
First, he activated the Dao Ancestor's Tai Chi Fish's pale red fish eye.
Then, he entered the Blood Mud Space.
Using the Spatial Power of the Shaoyang Star, Li Weiyi steered his Jade Boat to the Tanggu Sea.
Waves crashed against the shore, and the sunlight blazed with intense heat.
He gazed at the Fusang Divine Tree on the horizon, its sacred and magnificent form bathed in sunlight. The chilling aura of the pagoda's desolate courtyard vanished completely.
"Currently, the Shaoyang Star can only open a Space Channel to this place, not to anywhere else. Perhaps I need to cultivate not only Psychic (Spiritual) Power, but also the Space Dao."
"Tang Wanzhou is already at the pinnacle of Immortal Realm, yet she's only just begun to explore the cultivation of Space. I shouldn't be too ambitious. I should focus on breaking through to the Dao Seed realm as quickly as possible."
Li Weiyi stopped overthinking and sat at the bow of the Jade Boat. He channeled his Psychic (Spiritual) Power to activate the pale cyan fish eye of the Dao Ancestor's Tai Chi Fish.
The two Spiritual Power (Nianli) Stars rapidly diminished, their radiance fading and their size shrinking.
The Dao Ancestor's Tai Chi Fish began to operate...
"Whoosh!"
Strands of azure light filaments emanated from the fish eye, enveloping him.
The Time Cocoon remained only a dozen feet in size.
"After becoming a Two-Star Psychic (Spiritual) Master, the cocoon threads have indeed become much more solid."
"The water waves in the sea seem to move incredibly slowly. It appears there truly is a difference in the flow of time inside and outside the Time Cocoon."
"Rumor has it that many places in the universe have signs of time distortion."
"Could someone have mastered this power?"
"The former master of the Dao Ancestor's Tai Chi Fish?"
Li Weiyi cleared his mind of all distractions and began Qi Tempering.
Days passed.
Each time the Golden Crow emerged from the sea, Li Weiyi would leave Tanggu Sea and return to Southern Purity (Nanqing) Palace.
He would meditate on the rice paddies, practicing his Meditation Technique to replenish his Psychic (Spiritual) Power while using the Spiritual Light's Radiance of the Fusang Divine Tree to provide light for the Golden Rice.
It usually took half a day of meditation for his Psychic (Spiritual) Power to fully recover.
As time went on, Li Weiyi gradually understood the Time Cocoon's state.
With his current Psychic (Spiritual) Power strength as a Two-Star Psychic (Spiritual) Master, the Time Cocoon could only be maintained for one day.
However, inside the Time Cocoon, far more than a day had passed. Li Weiyi estimated it had been three or four days.
Therefore, after each Qi Tempering session, he would feel an intense hunger.
Originally, he had anticipated that even with the aid of the Fusang Divine Tree, it would take him three months to complete Qi Tempering and fully cultivate his Sixth Sea.
In reality, it only took him a month and a half to reach the Sixth Sea Perfection.
During this period, he had also spent considerable time recovering his Psychic (Spiritual) Power, tending to the Golden Rice, refining Star Spiritual Pills, and cultivating his physical body. His overall strength had improved at an astonishing rate.
The Underground Immortal Mansion was spherical, not a flat layer.
Over a thousand years, the Twin Rice Sect had roughly divided the developed areas into three layers: Upper, Middle, and Lower.
The uppermost layer, the "Sacred Heart Layer," was the cultivation ground of the two Ren Dao Ancestors. It was shrouded in mystery, rarely accessible to outsiders, and held the ultimate secret left behind by the Ancient Bhagavata Sect.
The middle layer, the "Mortal Realm Layer," was the safest and most fertile area, heavily protected and isolated from other regions.
The Mortal Realm Layer was divided into twenty-eight Prefectures, each spanning dozens of miles. It served as the training ground for the Main Hall's young disciples and the cultivation area for Benevolent Rice, responsible for propagation and education.
The Spirit Valley (Linggu) Hall held the greatest authority within the Mortal Realm Layer.
Even foreign disciples from the Heaven Valley (Tianxia) Hall who came to the Main Hall for residence and cultivation were under the Spirit Valley (Linggu) Hall's management and had to obey its regulations.
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