Chapter 818: The Heavenly Dao
"I never imagined our instructors had such a side to them."
"I'll have no regrets in this life!"
"I couldn't have imagined such a plot, not even in my dreams..."
"Truly, a paragon of virtue and artistry."
"What's the big deal? Back in my day, I nearly died from yang depletion at their feet."
"Feet? Say no more, I'm wide awake!"
"A kindred spirit!"
"Are you guys not worried about yang depletion?!"
"..."
The earliest batches of students were personally tutored by many female cultivators within the Yin-Yang Sect.
The vast majority of them had never witnessed their instructors' true selves within the sect, simply believing that the teachers in these training classes were genuinely beautiful and spoke especially pleasantly.
As it turned out, they had never in their wildest dreams imagined that their dream goddess teachers would participate in such a stimulating performance at the Grand Dao Exposition, covering themselves only with thin gauze and dancing a highly seductive Heavenly Demon Dance.
The shift was simply too abrupt; for a moment, they couldn't process it.
...
After the performance, the troupe of dancers slowly dispersed, ceding the stage to today's true protagonist.
At this moment, all eyes were fixed on the white-robed figure atop the high platform, whose features were somewhat indistinct.
Somehow, they all had a feeling that the person seemed ethereal, an ethereal quality that didn't belong to this world, as if they could depart at any moment.
Bai Mo ascended from the high platform, slowly flying into the air directly above the center of the venue.
"Today, the theme of my Dao exposition will be four words."
"The Heavenly Dao."
"The Human Dao."
"..."
"That topic is far too grand..."
"Our entire lives are spent merely treading the path toward the Heavenly Dao, yet this person dares to speak so boldly of expounding upon it..."
As Bai Mo's words fell, the numerous high-stage cultivators below began to whisper amongst themselves.
Conversely, the mid and low-stage cultivators didn't react much to these words.
Because concepts like the Heavenly Dao and Human Dao were simply too far removed from their reality.
Those were matters for high-stage cultivators to concern themselves with; what did they have to do with a mere Qi Refinement junior like myself?
Of course, many others were still immersed in the lingering afterglow of the Heavenly Demon Dance, their faces flushed, their minds entirely filled with those graceful figures, completely oblivious to anything being said around them.
...
"This is — the Heavenly Dao."
A sun, pure white with a hint of cyan, appeared above Bai Mo's head the moment his words faded.
"Damn it! Is he trying to kill everyone here?!"
Wei Wuya, who had witnessed this Great Sun technique three years prior, immediately clutched his Spatial Teleportation Talisman upon seeing the continuously expanding sun above Bai Mo's head.
He didn't believe anyone present could withstand such an attack, which was so exorbitantly wasteful of spiritual power, even if there were three other Transcendent God cultivators who could join forces with him.
In his memory, the power unleashed by that scorching sun, if concentrated on a single individual, even just one-tenth of it, would be enough to utterly erase a Transcendent God from existence in a few short moments.
Even if four Transcendent Gods formed a temporary formation, it was still unlikely they could block it.
Others, who vaguely sensed something amiss, also noticed Wei Wuya's actions and immediately recognized the precious talisman in his hand, a clear sign that he intended to flee.
"Relax, I won't kill anyone." Bai Mo slightly lowered his head, looking at Wei Wuya and the others, who were visibly tense.
"..." Wei Wuya was speechless.
If he hadn't been decisive that day, actively activating his sect's precious talisman to teleport away, he might have been refined to death by that white light.
Those below couldn't clearly see what was happening on the high platform, but the soft white light emanating from the cyan sun also shone down upon them.
Unlike last time, Wei Wuya didn't immediately feel that mountain-like pressure this time, and the unease in his heart eased slightly.
However, this light, white with a hint of cyan, still transformed into threads of worry, lingering in his heart.
...
"Have you noticed that your bottlenecks... are starting to loosen?" The first to perceive the meaning of this light were some low-stage cultivators who were currently stuck in bottlenecks.
"It seems I'm about to break through to the fourth layer of Qi Refinement."
"Congratulations, Brother Hong, for becoming the first cultivator from our third Yin-Yang Five Elements Art training class to step into the Mid Qi Refinement stage!"
"Brother Hong, when you get rich and powerful, don't forget us!"
"Of course, of course." The young man named Hong cupped his fists in acknowledgment to each person, then immediately sat cross-legged on the spot, beginning his own breakthrough.
Over these past three years, many students of the Yin-Yang Five Elements Art had not had an easy time; not only were they at the very bottom of the cultivation world, many couldn't even defeat ordinary mortal martial arts masters.
As dignified cultivators, many had actually fallen to the point of becoming guards for ordinary wealthy mortals.
Furthermore, the most significant reason for their ostracization by fellow cultivators was that this group had utterly shattered the mystique and prestige of immortal masters, causing true cultivators who practiced other techniques to lose the reverence they once received from mortals.
To distance themselves, other cultivators collectively referred to those who had entered the Dao through the Yin-Yang Five Elements Art as 'pseudo-cultivators,' meaning those who presumptuously attempted to defile the title of 'cultivator' with their mortal bodies.
But no matter what, the genuine reverence that the mortal world once held for Qi Refinement cultivators had been completely shattered by these interlopers.
Now, only Foundation Establishment cultivators capable of flying with their swords could still command the deepest reverence from mortals.
Qi Refinement cultivators, who could only travel on foot, now received the same treatment as martial arts masters.
Unless one was extraordinarily wealthy and could acquire a flying magic tool, they, too, could earn the worship of mortals.
...
"I'm about to break through to the sixth layer of Qi Refinement too!"
"I seem to be feeling it too!"
"This light is wrong! My Golden Core is cracking?!"
"Disciple, flee quickly! My Nascent Soul is about to explode!"
"Don't let this light touch you! Golden Cores will crack, Nascent Souls will explode!"
"Where are the Transcendent God Grand Ancestors?! Quickly, come stop this demon from running rampant!"
"That's not right, Grand Ancestor. I'm at the fourth layer of Qi Refinement, but now I vaguely feel signs of breaking through to the fifth layer."
"..."
The stark polarization of experiences between the high-stage cultivators and the low-stage cultivators instantly caused the entire venue to erupt into chaos.
Many Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivators felt their cultivation rapidly regressing under the white light's illumination; if they didn't flee now, it wouldn't just be a risk of their Nascent Souls plummeting to Golden Core, but even their Golden Cores falling back to Foundation Establishment.
In contrast, the vast number of Qi Refinement cultivators felt precisely the opposite; one by one, they were radiant with vitality, joyfully embracing their own breakthroughs.
"Esteemed one... what exactly do you intend? Are you perhaps trying to make an enemy of our entire Southern Cliff Province?" Wei Wuya, exerting all his strength, managed to force out a few words through gritted teeth.
This pervasive white light relentlessly attempted to infiltrate their dharma bodies, dissolving the primordial spirits of the Transcendent God cultivators.
Once their primordial spirits were completely dissolved, everything they were in this world would cease to exist.
"I am demonstrating to you what the Heavenly Dao is."
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