12dz Chapter 2002 The Giant Island, Well-Organized!
Chapter 2002 The Giant Island, Well-Organized!
however!
What seemed like a mere foot apart was actually an insurmountable chasm, standing in the way of countless cultivators.
To ordinary cultivators, this step seems within reach, with no rigid bottlenecks in their cultivation level.
But you only know when you actually step into it...
This step is incredibly difficult, a thousand times harder than any previous breakthrough.
In the cultivation world, there are countless cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage, but 99% of them will stop there in their lifetime, exhausting their lifespan without being able to take the final step and ascend to the high position of a half-saint.
Ultimately, the source lies in miraculous elixirs, rare and precious herbs, and abundant spiritual energy...
None of these could help propel this final breakthrough.
The transformation from a Nascent Soul to a Half-Saint lies in tempering one's own Dao foundation, which requires gathering two unique and scarce items—
The innate aura that aligns with one's own path of cultivation, and the pure and abundant turbid energy of the earth.
Both of these opportunities are indispensable.
If you lack even one of these, you'll never have a chance to break through in your lifetime.
No matter how extraordinary your talent or how abundant your resources, it's all in vain.
It is precisely because the innate aura and the earth's turbid energy are rare and hard to come by that there are so few half-saint cultivators, which is why they can remain at the top of the cultivation world and have an unparalleled and revered status.
If these two items were readily available everywhere, the number of semi-elite cultivators in the world would increase a hundredfold or even a thousandfold.
A half-saint cultivator would no longer possess their current transcendent status.
Lingbao Half-Venerable looked down at the middle-aged Nascent Soul cultivator standing respectfully before him, and countless old memories flashed through his mind.
In the past, he had been trapped in the late Nascent Soul stage for many years, experiencing countless life-and-death tribulations and several near-death experiences. He traversed secret realms and braved endless dangers before finally finding the innate Qi and the earth's turbid energy that suited his own path of cultivation.
Only then did he barely break through the shackles and achieve the semi-saintly Dao fruit.
Upon thinking of this,
His fleeting emotions vanished in an instant, quickly replaced by a calm expression. He slightly raised his hand and spoke indifferently:
"Young friend, there's no need for such formalities. Please rise."
"Thank you, senior!"
The middle-aged cultivator bowed deeply, his posture becoming increasingly respectful. After rising, his expression remained solemn.
After a moment, as if remembering something, a hint of hesitation crossed his brow, and he cautiously asked:
"Senior, shall I make a special trip to pay my respects to Senior Huan Yue later?"
Upon hearing this, Lingbao, the half-saint, gently shook his head and softly instructed:
"There's no need for that."
Fellow Daoist Huan Yue is of a cold and aloof nature, and has always disliked worldly formalities and deliberate social interactions.
You only need to keep a sense of respect in your heart.
The tone changed abruptly.
He asked seriously:
"By the way, are there any semi-elite cultivators cultivating and overseeing the immortal city you currently govern?"
With this remark,
The middle-aged cultivator was suddenly taken aback, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
He wondered to himself, "Could it be that Senior Lingbao has become confused?"
If his immortal city truly had a half-powerful expert in charge, responsible for managing affairs and negotiating, how could the responsibility fall on a mere late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator like him?
Thoughts raced through my mind.
He suddenly realized what Lingbao Banzun meant.
The senior is probably asking about those half-saint cultivators who were once from top sects but have now been convicted, demoted, and exiled to front-line islands to atone for their crimes!
These people, though possessing half-saint level cultivation, have no half-saint authority. They can only hide in the city to cultivate and atone for their sins, and are not allowed to interfere in external affairs.
Having grasped the crux of the matter, the middle-aged cultivator quickly composed himself, bowed, and truthfully reported:
"Reporting to the senior, there are no such semi-saints in the immortal city under my jurisdiction."
I have only cultivated for a slightly longer period of time. With mediocre talent, I have devoted myself to diligent cultivation for many years, which is why I am slightly better than other fellow cultivators in the city.
Therefore, he will temporarily take charge of the affairs of the Immortal City.
I've heard this!
A knowing glint flashed in Lingbao's clear eyes, and he instantly understood the hidden meaning in the other party's words.
Having lived for countless years and witnessed the ever-changing world of cultivation, he could naturally see through the concerns and anxieties in the hearts of the younger generation.
However, he did not reveal his true feelings.
Without offering further words of comfort or elaboration, she subtly concealed the emotions in her eyes and calmly moved past this trivial topic.
The voice is calm and warm.
With the heavy, oppressive aura unique to a half-saint level expert, he slowly spoke:
"Young friend, the island territory you now govern has now been completely merged with the territories controlled by me and Fellow Daoist Huan Yue."
The formation's structure is interconnected and unified.
There are no more barriers separating us.
"With myself and Fellow Daoist Huan Yue currently stationed here, the restrictions are secure and the oppressive aura is overwhelming."
Ordinary petty people and those with ulterior motives would never dare to cause trouble or create chaos.
You don't need to worry about your safety for now.
However, you must remember that this island integration is a major undertaking coordinated by the association.
Before receiving a personal decree from the Chairman, remember to strictly adhere to your duties and safeguard your territory.
Under no circumstances should one leave their post or wander around at will.
To avoid disrupting the overall layout.
Upon hearing this, the Nascent Soul cultivator's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately bowed his head.
With a respectful and solemn expression, he answered with each word ringing out:
"Yes!
The junior will heed the teachings of the Venerable One and will certainly fulfill his duties strictly, daring not to slacken in the slightest!
Lingbao, the half-saint, nodded slightly, his expression calm, and then offered several more key points regarding array defense, territorial stability, and emergency response.
Every sentence is based on experience and is relevant to the current situation.
After giving the instructions,
A faint aura rippled around him, his figure blurring into a shimmering, clear light.
Only a faint afterimage remained, suspended in the void.
In the next instant, it vanished completely without a trace, coming and going without leaving a single mark.
The void returned to calm.
The surrounding spiritual energy flowed and gradually calmed down.
After a long time,
The middle-aged Nascent Soul cultivator slowly straightened his tense back and exhaled a breath of pent-up turbid air from his chest.
The invisible pressure emanating from the half-saint Lingbao who had been stationed here lingered around him.
This kept him on edge, even though he was a peak Nascent Soul cultivator, and he dared not act rashly.
Only after the other person left was he able to relax.
Then.
He looked up at the vast sea and sky, a complex mix of envy and solemnity flashing in his eyes, and he pondered to himself:
"After a thousand years of arduous cultivation, I have reached the peak of the late Nascent Soul stage."
The distance to the half-saint realm, which countless cultivators dream of, is still far off.
Though seemingly separated by only a step, so close yet feeling as if an insurmountable chasm lies between them.
"This step has trapped countless geniuses and powerful figures, crushed the aspirations of thousands of cultivators for the Great Dao, and is extremely difficult and unattainable."
Just now, the half-saint Lingbao stood quietly to the side, without using the slightest bit of magic power. It was only the half-saint's Dao aura and obscure pressure that naturally emanated from his body that firmly suppressed my mind.
The spiritual energy around his body was stagnant and sluggish.
Even raising his hand to circulate his cultivation felt incredibly restrictive.
"If Lingbao Half-Venerable were to go all out and reveal his true combat power, he would probably not need any exquisite techniques or to expend energy in a long battle. He could easily suppress me in just a few moves."
The difference between the peak of the Nascent Soul stage and the half-Saint realm is a complete and utter crushing defeat!
Thinking of this,
A sense of desolation inevitably arose in his heart, but it was quickly replaced by a strong hope, and his gaze became even more determined:
“In the past, without any sect or school, one could only cultivate alone, without resources, opportunities, or a guide, and it would be difficult to break through the barriers in one's entire life.”
But now I have officially joined the Cultivator Association, thus gaining entry into the orthodox path of cultivation.
As long as you work diligently and accumulate enough contributions to the association, you can exchange them for a breakthrough opportunity.
"There may still be a chance in this lifetime to break through the shackles, reach the realm of a half-saint, and ascend to a higher path!"
After a long period of turbulent thoughts swirling in his mind, the middle-aged cultivator finally took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil, melancholy, and expectations in his heart, and concealing his aura.
Immediately.
With a flicker of his body, he transformed into a dazzling, condensed golden streak of light, piercing the clear sky as he returned to the island territory he was guarding, continuing to faithfully perform his duties.
From then on...
Time quietly changes and years slowly pass by.
Scattered islands, large and small, all follow a mysterious trajectory, slowly converging and merging together.
With the incorporation of each island, a powerful array of energy swept across the area, connecting the spiritual veins and making the island increasingly stable.
The island's territory also expanded rapidly.
From its initial territory of only a few hundred miles, it has continuously expanded, breaking through constraints step by step, and growing into a vast fertile land and a territory of tens of thousands of miles.
The sea of clouds surged, and the spiritual veins flowed through.
The entire island is becoming increasingly magnificent and grand.
This massive wave of integration lasted for a full six months.
Until the last remote island broke through the sea barrier and steadily integrated into the main territory...
The entire island, formed by the aggregation of these elements, spans tens of thousands of miles of sea, vast and boundless.
Looking down from afar...
A vast expanse of land stretched out across the sea, dotted with undulating mountains shrouded in mist, dotted with numerous cities, their spiritual energy rising in abundance—a boundless expanse.
It has shed its usual small and delicate island charm.
Like a magnificent continent floating above the vast ocean,
Its imposing presence is awe-inspiring and awe-inspiring.
Of course, this giant island, formed by the fusion of elements, may appear as vast as the inland land, but it possesses a profound and rich history.
However, compared to the true inland regions of the world, it is still vastly different.
They are completely incomparable.
The true inland region is vast and boundless, containing countless blessed lands and hidden realms, and harboring myriad profound mysteries of the Great Dao.
Even a Nascent Soul cultivator, who roams the world and possesses unparalleled combat power, would find it difficult to accurately calculate the true size of his territory, even if he exhausted all his cultivation throughout his life.
Just as the last island was completely in place and the array's pathways were fully connected...
Deep within the distant Blazing Sun Immortal City, in the heart of a magnificent and imposing supreme palace...
The hall was filled with spiritual light and auspicious energy.
On the throne at the head of the table, Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting quietly and adjusting his breathing, seemed to sense the abnormal movement of the perfect formation of heaven and earth.
His tightly closed eyes suddenly and slowly opened.
Those eyes were as deep as the starry sea, containing endless storms and profound wisdom.
A fleeting glimmer of light vanished in an instant.
He silently rose, his clothes fluttering without wind, his figure making no sound. With a slight sway, he instantly detached himself from the hall and vanished without a trace.
next moment,
High above the colossal island, spanning tens of thousands of miles, a faint ripple appeared in the void.
A tall, slender, and imposing figure materialized out of thin air, standing atop the sea of clouds in the heavens, overlooking the vast landscape.
It was none other than the president of the Cultivator Association, Cheng Buzheng.
He stood silently in the void, his gaze sweeping indifferently over the entire territory below.
Although the giant islands have now merged into one, the various immortal cities were randomly formed and landed along with the islands, without any discernible pattern.
Scattered here and there, in a chaotic and disorganized manner.
The city layout is disordered, and the convergence of spiritual veins is chaotic.
The island appears vast, but in reality, it is disorganized and has many flaws in its layout.
Seeing this chaotic scene, a faint hint of contemplation crossed Cheng Buzheng's brows, but he showed no anger whatsoever. He pondered to himself:
"After six months of integration, the territory has been established, but the overall structure is flawed and the layout is chaotic."
Now is the time to implement the final step of restructuring and adjustment, to streamline the organization and reshape the overall structure.
"Once this island is properly regulated, everything should be completely settled."
The mind is made up!
Standing in the void of the heavens, Cheng Buzheng's lips twitched almost imperceptibly, without uttering a single sound of earthly murmur.
Only a wisp of formless and shapeless Dao sound wave quietly spread out.
This sound wave split into countless strands of extremely fine and mysterious Dao patterns, which pierced through layers of clouds, crossed thousands of miles of sky, and gently fell down to every immortal city on the giant island below.
At the same moment,
Within the various immortal cities of the giant island, all the high-ranking cultivators stationed there received this message at the same time.
Within the tranquil mirror chamber of the Blazing Sun Immortal City...
The Half-Venerable Blazing Sun sat upright on the cloud bed, eyes closed, focused on his cultivation, his spiritual energy flowing smoothly around him, his mind clear and undisturbed.
Suddenly,
A familiar, majestic, and powerful voice resounded directly through his mind and heart, crystal clear and unquestionable:
"In a moment, the entire fused island will undergo a change in the world's structure and a reshaping of its formations."
You are to remain in the Immortal City; there is no need to interfere with other changes. Simply safeguard your territory, appease the people of all directions, and prevent panic and unrest.
As soon as he finished speaking...
The Blazing Sun Half-Venerable suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils flashing with a sharp light, and his aura instantly shifted.
Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately rose, straightened his robes, faced the supreme being deep within the void, bowed, and clasped his hands in greeting.
With a respectful and solemn posture, he responded in a deep voice:
"Yes, sir!"
After the ceremony was completed,
Half-Venerable Blazing Sun dared not delay. He stepped out of the meditation room and immediately headed to the core area of the Immortal City to appease the cultivators in the city, stabilize order, and await the changes in the world.
at the same time,
Inside the main hall of another core immortal city, the atmosphere was solemn and dignified.
The Celestial Pivot Half-Venerable sat high on his throne, listening intently to the factual report from the Golden Core steward below.
The deacon looked anxious, his tone grave, and he bowed deeply, saying:
"Reporting to Your Excellency, the Cultivator Association headquarters has not allocated any cultivation resources on time for three months."
"Our immortal city's resource reserves are dwindling, and there is a severe imbalance between supply and demand."
"Especially high-grade pills used by cultivators to improve their cultivation and stabilize their foundation have seen their market price triple."
Many cultivators in seclusion are facing resource shortages and are finding it difficult to continue their practice.
In addition, the Immortal City has recently been strictly following orders, keeping its gates closed and prohibiting entry and exit. With cultivators remaining within the city, morale is increasingly agitated.
If this continues, it will inevitably breed unrest and shake the foundation of the city's defenses.
We urge you, sir, to make a swift decision and resolve this crisis!
Upon hearing this report, the Heavenly Pivot Half-Venerable frowned slightly, a hint of solemnity flashing in his eyes.
He was well aware that the current situation was thorny, with resources scarce and morale low; if it continued, it would inevitably lead to disaster.
After a moment's thought,
He immediately gave the order in a deep voice:
"With this personal token, you shall immediately return to the association headquarters to inquire in person about the reasons for the resource backlog and find out the truth!"
The voice has not fallen,
With a gentle flick of his wrist, the Celestial Pivot Half-Venerable released a silver token, engraved with unique Dao patterns and brimming with spiritual energy, from his sleeve.
It hovered steadily in mid-air in front of the Golden Core deacon.
...(End of this chapter)