Chapter 1183: Immortal Abode of Eternal Life, A Daoist Family Living as Long as Heaven

Author: A Smile Weighing Three Hundred PoundsCategory:Last Updated: July 29, 2020Word Count for This Chapter: 8,224 words

The transformation took longer than Xu Zhi had expected.

This was a modification at the fundamental essence of life itself, accompanied by an intensely tearing pain. Cells, bloodlines, bones, and soul—every inch seemed to be tormented. Even a powerful Dao-certified Saint could not help but sweat profusely, turn pale, and frown deeply.

"It looks like it will take a while longer... much longer than the giant spider back then." Lying on the bed and observing the pained expression of the Nine-Headed Ancient Mother, Xu Zhi remained calm. He glanced at her and then left.

Outside, everyone was already bustling about, setting up the Daoist temple.

The principle of a Daoist temple, so-called, was not complicated.

It involved drawing the power of the laws one cultivated from the universe beneath one's feet to construct a "bubble" dedicated to one's grand Dao. Within this bubble, one could exert their full power derived from the universe.

Boom.

The ground was solidifying and being prepared.

Layers of spatial membranes were covering it, forming an enveloped spatial world.

"When a Grand Dao Tenth-Tier entity can establish a Daoist temple outside the Chaos Heavens, it means they can finally settle down... having their own sanctuary."

Xu Zhi clearly understood that even a Saint with a perfected Five Grand Dao bloodline, if not exceptionally powerful, would face defeat and regret if they entered the Daoist temple of another Grand Dao bloodline entity!

Their own combat power would be weakened hundreds of times, while the opponent's strength would be amplified. The disparity was too immense!

"Unfortunately, although we cultivate the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art, we cannot carry our Daoist temples with us," the Martial Arts Alliance Leader said with a serious expression.

Shi Ji was instantly speechless. "You each carry a few inner spaces, and combining them into one forms the complete Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art. Currently, you only possess a partial recovery ability from the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art. If you merge, you could carry it!"

"How could I possibly merge with three others? It would be a disgrace to scholarship," Zhou Meng snorted coldly. "Even if my combat power is greatly diminished, I am still unrivaled in the world."

Shi Ji could not be bothered with these four any longer.

Merging seemed to be an unbearable prospect for them; they preferred building fixed Daoist temples rather than having mobile ones.

With their Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art, each carrying a few sub-spaces, they could only unleash a small fraction of the powerful bloodline's might, and their recovery ability was merely average. It was a complete waste of resources!

However, their quantum martial arts were inherently about clever techniques and required very little energy, so ordinary combat had no impact on them.

Medusa smiled and said, "Fixed Daoist temples are actually quite good... they are powerful, and within them, one can greatly amplify their own strength. Inside their Daoist temple, one is an invincible god...

"Whereas mobile Daoist temples are far less powerful and not very safe in reality. One becomes the Daoist temple oneself, needing to root one's feet in the universe and absorb power from the universe below.

"Look at the Nine-Headed Ancient Mother; once she is severely wounded, the disadvantages of her own mobile Daoist temple become apparent... If it were a fixed Daoist temple, like a fixed iron lump rooted in the universe, even if she were severely injured, she could hide within it, resist enemy attacks, and other entities would find it difficult to deal with her."

Hearing this, the others felt it made sense.

Listening to the beings from the Universal Garden discussing, Xu Zhi ignored them and instead looked towards Emperor Qi's side.

Sculpting Wind City.

The entire land subtly trembled.

They heard that their ancestor seemed to have encountered a powerful external enemy and was injured. Now, having returned to the Daoist temple, all subordinate forces began to slightly contract.

"What should we do? How can we handle this?"

"Could an ancient Grand Dao Saint be attacking our side?"

"There's nowhere for us to escape!"

In the cities surrounding the Daoist temple, all beings were tense, discussing the situation, and rumors spread widely.

They were some generational descendants and servants existing within the Daoist temple's periphery, without the qualification to enter the temple itself for shelter... If war broke out, they would be left outside and would be the first to be annihilated.

"Is it really that bad?" At this moment, observing the scene outside, Akina Mountain Speed asked the white-haired elder before him, Daoist Su Xuan, "Will those living outside truly be left to fend for themselves?"

"The territory is too vast," Daoist Su Xuan, the white-haired elder, was leading everyone to his collection room and shook his head, saying:

"Once war breaks out, a Daoist temple cannot possibly accommodate so many beings... However, the land outside doesn't live a precarious existence; wars of this magnitude have not occurred even once in tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years... so it is very unfamiliar to them."

Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of years.

This was time within high-dimensional space-time.

The moment they arrived outside the Chaos Heavens, they already discovered that these cities and lands were covered by high-dimensional space-time.

It was then that they realized:

"It's probably just like a Ninth-Tier civilization! Tenth-Tier civilizations use high-dimensional space-time to envelop the beings within their civilization, causing them to rapidly iterate and produce various geniuses... while the great beings at the top experience normal time flow, allowing themselves to live longer."

But now, tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years was not a short period.

Equivalent to a few years, or over a decade in reality...

The passage of time outside the Chaos Heavens was extremely compact, far, far faster than in the loose universe.

It was truly: "A hundred years in heaven, a day on earth."

Elder Su Xuan stroked his white beard and said calmly:

"Rest assured, everyone, I have a pass for the Daoist temple and can take you in for shelter... Although I am merely the manager of this bustling area and my cultivation is not high, I actually have a very high reputation in the ancient realm; I am considered a special talent."

"Whether we enter the Daoist temple depends on whether war will break out." Akina Mountain Speed's eyes darted around. Could the external enemies be the Four Quantum Grandmasters?

He heard that the Saint of this Daoist temple mastered two Grand Daos, and the Four Quantum Grandmasters were certainly capable of giving them a severe beating.

But they ignored him and said with beaming smiles, "According to you, does entering this Chaos Ocean turn living beings into mortals, causing them to lose all their cultivation?"

"That's only natural."

Elder Su Xuan said, "We cultivate the rules of this universe, and standing on the cosmic wall, we can barely use them... But once we enter that vast ocean, it's no longer our universe. Even the most powerful invincible Saint will become a mortal and sink within it."

All the truths we cultivate are false paths; all the true sounds we hear are the universe's lip-syncing!

Upon hearing this, the players instantly recalled that phrase again.

The power they cultivated from the universe was a false truth, unusable outside the universe, as if they lived in a fictitious dream, unable to perceive reality...

"Like Devil Fruits? You lose your powers after going into the sea."

Akina Mountain Speed murmured, an expression of sudden realization dawning on his face.

Elder Su Xuan was taken aback.

Akina Mountain Speed softly said, "If living beings sink in the sea, then dead objects thrown into the sea should be fine, only waiting to be salvaged. Perhaps Chaos is even a highly effective sealing method that preserves ancient artifacts from erosion by time, which is why a large number of rare items are washed ashore... Is that what you mean?"

"Then, it's naturally feasible for us to throw things in."

Akina Mountain Speed's eyes glinted, his thoughts sinking, then he suddenly chuckled:

"Then you can go out and spread the word that there are ancient mysterious treasure relics in the Chaos Ocean, letting these rumors circulate everywhere... The collectibles here should be enough for us to sense their aura, copy them, and create some interesting things."

Elder Su Xuan paused, seeing that the others were about to get to work and were dismissing him, so he didn't insist on staying.

He followed their plan and began spreading the news throughout Sculpting Wind City.

Within a few days, Sculpting Wind City, already in a state of panic and easily swayed by the slightest disturbance, began to be inundated with information: there were mysterious ancient ruins along the nearby coast, swept ashore by the current cosmic ocean flow, containing various mysterious treasures.

"Recently, there has indeed been a chaotic ocean current surging from the south; perhaps it truly carries some ancient mysterious things..."

"Disaster is approaching, disaster is approaching! If the Daoist temple won't save us, then if we enhance our strength, we might gain an extra chance to escape outwards!"

"Are there any experts in ocean current patterns who can help analyze which beach they are most likely to wash ashore on?"

Cosmic ocean current analysis was a profound discipline.

The undercurrents of the ocean below also had directions; sometimes they would carry ancient artifacts settled in certain places, washing them up from the seabed. By understanding and analyzing these currents, one could determine which beach they might wash up on to seek opportunities.

The news spread, but it was just an undercurrent; no one had seen any actual objects.

Meanwhile, in the collection room, Emperor Qi listened to their words and couldn't help but frown. "I can't be bothered with these matters. For me to create these sculptures is but a flick of the wrist. Are you sure that merely earning some Grand Dao treasures for my research and study will suffice?"

As an emperor, it was impossible for him to personally handle every matter; having ministers to share the burdens was inevitable.

"Don't worry, we guarantee mission completion."

Akina Mountain Speed promised, "Our Department of Heavenly Crafts from the Seven Realms will undoubtedly excel in perfectly completing our first project here outside the Chaos Heavens!"

"If you fail, I will hold you and Mother Earth accountable!" Emperor Qi said no more and immediately began sculpting, a task not complicated for him.

However, within a few seconds, the air subtly vibrated.

Everyone turned their heads and discovered that the Over-Ancient God had descended.

Their expressions involuntarily turned solemn, and they bowed forward.

It seemed this ancient being was still constantly monitoring their safety.

"It appears you have become familiar with the environment of this land. This is the final destination; you must quickly establish yourselves," the Over-Ancient God said calmly, looking at the clay sculptures nearby. "Are you playing with these ancient clay sculptures?"

"Yes."

Akina Mountain Speed hastily and respectfully replied, "They are said to be ancient creations from five billion years ago, from an unknown civilization. Ancestor, do you perhaps know their origin?"

They planned to imitate them, and knowing some history would undoubtedly increase their success rate by countless times.

"Sculptures? These clay sculptures indeed have some historical context. In this universe, there is nothing we do not know," the Over-Ancient God said with a serene expression. "These sculptures originate from an era of creation more than fourteen billion years ago. The first era of the universe was the Age of Sculpture Art."

The first era of the universe?

Everyone was shaken, and even the usually composed Emperor Qi showed a strange expression!

The oldest era of the universe, the very first era—this implied an terrifying amount of information.

Xu Zhi repeated it to them.

Everything was unfolding according to his script. After all, when he brought up these sculptures upon arriving here, he had guessed that Akina Mountain Speed would inevitably inquire about the origin of these antiques, as he was replicating them and would certainly need to ask...

This was his goal.

If it were explained clearly, their success rate would indeed be much higher.

What was known in the Universal Garden naturally also needed to be known here.

"I hope you create something good..." Xu Zhi quickly departed, vanishing into the land.

The few who heard were deeply moved.

Akina Mountain Speed's expression changed dramatically, shifting several times before suddenly revealing a look of pleasant surprise. "It seems we need to change our approach! It's a good thing we learned this is from the oldest prehistoric era of the universe... otherwise, if we had just fumbled around, it might have turned into a big joke. But now..."

A few more days passed.

Elder Su Xuan was called back to his secret collection room.

"It seems the actual objects have started to be made."

Click.

He pushed open the door and saw a massive clay sculpture, unforgettable for a lifetime.

It was a gigantic cave dwelling!

Ancient and weathered, it emanated an unimaginably grand ancient aura. Immortal qi wafted through the air, carrying an ineffable ancient sacredness that deeply resonated with the soul.

"This clay sculpture cave dwelling is exquisitely perfect. I wonder what important figure resides within it?" A thought instinctively surfaced in Su Xuan's mind, but as he looked again, his mind was completely shaken, and his body became uncontrollable.

On the door curtains on both sides of the cave dwelling, it read:

The Immortal Abode of Eternal Life, A Daoist Home as Ancient as Heaven Itself

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