Floating Immortal Order

Chapter 245: Profound Edict Spirit Thunder

Chapter 245: Profound Edict Spirit Thunder

A low growl rumbled from the throat of the snow-white spiritual beast, baring its teeth as if in a playful tantrum, yet it seemed to hold a trace of dissatisfaction towards the middle-aged man dressed in a white Daoist robe before it.

“Greater Lord Taichu, this is all because you spoil that Returning Snow Moon spiritual beast too much, to the point that it now dares to show a temper towards you.”

As an elder materialized, he caught sight of this master and servant standoff and couldn’t help but reveal a smile, teasingly chiding them.

Clad in his snow-like Daoist robe, Greater Lord Taichu conjured a spark of spiritual light in his hand, which swiftly transformed into an ethereal fruit brimming with spiritual energy.

The Returning Snow Moon Spiritual Beast ceased its grumbling instantly, its eyes—crystal clear, black and white—fixated on the spiritual fruit. It leapt into Greater Lord Taichu’s embrace, reaching out with a fluffy little paw, eager to snatch the fruit.

The elder shifted his gaze from the beast, his smile fading as he spoke gravely, “Greater Lord Taichu, ever since the Sect Master entered Heart Demon Heavenly Tribulation, you are the pillar of the Shangqing Sacred Sect. Why, then, do you ignore Origin Immortal Sacred Son in the Shangqing Spiritual World?”

Greater Lord Taichu shook his head slightly, “You misunderstand, Envoy.”

The elder furrowed his brows. “What do you mean?”

With a flick of his sleeve, Greater Lord Taichu walked forward a few steps, overlooking the distant Shangqing Spiritual World and the Pure Spirit Sea from the terrace. “This supreme being has not yet fully awakened his divine consciousness. At this moment, Origin Immortal Sacred Son is but a fragment of consciousness, making him conveniently suited to serve our Sacred Sect.”

The elder seemed to grasp some understanding but still struggled to comprehend the true depth of his words. He saluted earnestly and said, “I would still be grateful to hear the depth of your guidance, Greater Lord Taichu.”

Stroking the soft snow-white fur of the spiritual beast nestled in his arms, Greater Lord Taichu explained, “For example, consider this rare spiritual beast of the Returning Snow Region. If you were to raise it alongside the most common wolves of the Human Realm from its birth, would it still retain such an extraordinary intelligence and spirituality? Even if it did, much of it would be worn away.”

A light of realization dawned in the elder’s eyes, “You mean to say that the Origin Immortal Sacred Son’s current cultivation of the mind cannot compare to the complete divine consciousness of his past life, or that there is a flaw, perhaps? If we exploit this weakness during his vulnerable state and gradually assimilate him, we could eventually turn him to serve the Sacred Sect!”

A mysterious smile flickered in Greater Lord Taichu’s eyes, “Yao Tan will be the key to slowly corrupting his supreme cultivation of the mind.”

“But as his divine consciousness awakens more and more…”

Something seemed to dawn on the elder, his face still painted with a hint of concern.

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“Awoooo!”

Pain caused the Returning Snow Moon Spiritual Beast to transform into a white profound light and fly out of Greater Lord Taichu’s embrace. It stood in midair upon ethereal clouds, growling at the two.

“He is too arrogant, almost completely disdainful of us Clone Avatar stage experts. He forgets this place is not Sahā Heaven, not the Three Realms of the Golden Crow, nor the Heavenly Court, but the Human Realm,” Greater Lord Taichu said with a laugh, “Exalted beings like him do not hold us in the slightest regard. But he is not yet a supreme transcendent being, but merely an arrogant individual awakening a fraction of his divine soul. It would not be a difficult task to gradually assimilate him, exploiting the flaw in his cultivation of the mind to make him truly serve our Shangqing Sacred Sect.”

The elder’s eyes shone brighter with admiration, and they exchanged a smile.

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The idol of Divine Lord Spirit Submersion towered within the center of Profound Depth Spiritual World in the Divine Idol Spirit Region. It was surrounded by endless cloudy expanses, emanating a vast and mysterious divine light that enveloped the entire Shangqing Spiritual World.

Li Xuanji, accompanied by Xu Disheng, advanced through clouds. Below them were sprawling magnificent palaces, countless slaves of various races tending to exotic spiritual plants and rare fruits, and unheard-of spiritual birds and beasts moved swiftly across the ground, often followed by slave overseers.

“The place of awakening is within this temple. The Profound Depth Spiritual World is vast. After Reverend Spirit Posterity left, within tens of thousands of miles around this idol, only you and I remain,” Li Xuanji said. He knew that Xu Disheng couldn’t yet utilize his innate Spiritual Force, so he enveloped him in a glow of spiritual light, allowing them to land smoothly before the massive temple by the feet of the divine idol.

At that moment, Xu Disheng, maintaining his taciturnity, seemed to gain a deeper understanding of the scarcity of the Spirit Race within the Profound Depth Spiritual World.

It wasn’t surprising, considering that in their journey through the clouds just now which spanned thousands of miles, all they had seen were innumerable hustling slaves. There wasn’t even a single person guarding the statue of Divine Lord Spirit Submersion.

After all, in the entire Profound Depth Spiritual World, aside from Li Xuanji who harbored secrets despite only being at the Dao Foundation stage, the rest of the Spirit Race was at least at the Divine Core stage and they each had their own Domains. They could disregard all external affairs within this celestial land and continue cultivating indefinitely.

A trace of excitement still lingered on Li Xuanji’s face, “Members of the Spirit Race, upon birth, usually find a Domain to cultivate in solitude. It’s really rather dull. But after merely three hundred years, you were born, and you’ll keep me company for now, I guess.”

Xu Disheng, however, noticed his usage of the term “members of the Spirit Race”.

Through that phrase alone, Xu Disheng could conclude that Li Xuanji had been reborn from another race and had even awakened some of the memories of his true spirit!

Upon entering the majestic temple, Li Xuanji seemed to suddenly recall something. He turned to Xu Disheng and said, “After awakening, the idol of Divine Lord Spirit Submersion will transmit a fundamental spirit cultivation technique into your sea of consciousness. Each member of the Spirit Race receives something unique. The process is quite painful, so you best be prepared.”

Xu Disheng nodded, “Thank you, Senior Martial Brother Li.”

Hearing himself addressed as ‘Senior Martial Brother’, Li Xuanji paused, looking deeply at Xu Disheng as if realizing something, but he said no more and continued towards the depths of the temple.

This temple, located by the toes of Divine Lord Spirit Submersion’s colossal statue, was also imposing in its own right. At the very center of the hall stood the divine idol of Divine Lord Spirit Submersion. Its features were indistinct and it emanated an ancient and venerable aura, invoking an involuntary reverence.

“I hereby beseech the divine idol above to awaken the newly born of our race!” With a solemn expression, Li Xuanji cast several spiritual seals over Xu Disheng, knelt to the ground, and proclaimed respectfully.

The indistinct divine idol emitted a hazy violet divine light that quickly enveloped Xu Disheng, causing his jet-black hair to flutter in the wind. Under the illumination of the divine light, Xu Disheng was wrapped up in a mysterious, deep purple-black radiance.

At that moment, darkness suddenly engulfed his vision.

In the obscure depths, he felt as if a supreme and noble gaze was bearing down on him.

That gaze, carrying an indifference of a vastly superior being looking at a mere ant, seemed to completely see through Xu Disheng’s true spirit and consciousness.

That wisp of bestowed violet Immortal qi concealed itself seamlessly, but everything else, including the Mirror Bodhi, the seven mantras of Soul Song, the Ancient Supreme Bell, didn’t manage to escape the scrutiny of that ancient and venerable gaze.

“Supreme Spiritual Root. I hereby grant you the innate cultivation method, ‘Supreme Scripture’, as well as the Dao-protecting Higher Knowledge techniques ‘Profound Edict Spirit Thunder’ and ‘Deity Devouring Art’.”

The cold and apathetic voice reverberated in Xu Disheng’s sea of consciousness. The gaze gradually dissipated, leaving no traces behind.

The owner of that ancient and noble gaze was none other than a wisp of Divine Lord Spirit Submersion’s divine sense left within this statue!

Although it was just a speck of divine sense from the Rank 2 Divine Lord, it was sufficient to protect the Profound Depth Spiritual World for countless millennia!

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