"As long as my will is firm, it doesn’t matter."
After reaching the Nascent Soul stage, cultivation becos more idealistic. As long as Li Ye believes he is doing the right thing, then there’s no problem.
Moreover, what he intends to do is not "destruction."
He aims to "compress" the world of the Gnostic School into a seed, infuse his will during its growth, and create an extrely unique "deity."
He believes that law is neither good nor evil.
A myth created in this way is not entirely useless.
But the only requirent is that these myths must be at his disposal, for the Four Seasons Sect, otherwise, it would be utterly disgusting.
"Alright."
Jianmu doesn’t ask further questions.
Instead, it directly floats down a leaf, landing in front of Li Ye:
"Here, this object indicates the known stronghold of the Gnostic School."
"At that ti, I deliberately did not invade this place just to numb them and obtain the spatial coordinates here. Unfortunately, it hasn’t been used for a long ti after obtaining them."
"Now handing it over to you is making full use of resources."
"You are a Nascent Soul, the True Man Lingye of our Four Seasons Sect—no need to worry, even if you poke a hole in the sky, we will have a way to fix it. Just go ahead and do it."
Ah.
These words are quite comforting.
It’s like the Sect Leader insists on giving him a bunch of powers, yet he’s still reluctant to accept them. Anyway, as long as he is strong enough, it doesn’t matter whether he has power or not.
Nevertheless, Li Ye still pats his chest and says:
"Rest assured."
"I’m confident in doing it naturally."
"This is the first major event I’ve undertaken after reaching Nascent Soul, just give the coordinates and then sit back and enjoy the show."
It’s rare to see Li Ye so confident.
The two deities also beco interested and stop talking.
They just quietly wait to see what kind of "show" Li Ye will bring about.
But Li Ye is not in a hurry. While his mind is partly focused on those undergoing tribulation in the distance, he extends his divine sense into his Jianmu, beginning to cultivate a very interesting spirit plant.
The result is astonishingly smooth.
So smooth that even he finds it unbelievable.
As if assisted by heaven.
The thunder tribulation is not even over.
He already holds a seed in his hand, after hesitating for a mont, through his spatial expertise, he sends the seed into...
Another world.
Full of expectation, he says, "Don’t let be disappointed."
...
Gnostic School.
Lingqing Realm.
Within this world, it serves as a "warehouse" for the series of mythological creations recently produced by the Gnostic School.
Or rather, a place to display their spoils.
Two n wearing Taoist robes stand before a peculiar, exquisite treasure tower statue, discussing heatedly.
One of them points at the treasure tower, saying:
"That Nezha was born from Nuwa’s spiritual pearl. If you ask , this exquisite treasure tower should suppress the spirit, not the fiery aura."
"Or are you thinking of suppressing Taiyi True Man’s treasure?"
The other man furrows his brow and says:
"If we can use this as a foundation to extend the suppression to Nuwa’s creations, is it possible to remove the essence of the Five-Colored Stone of Tao Furnace Realm?
Or rather, isn’t every world we live in composed of the Five-Colored Stone?
I’ve said it before!
The reason those people from Tao Furnace Realm stand high above is because they possess the Five-Colored Stone!"
Each has their own calculations.
Obviously, neither can convince the other.
But it’s undeniable, the latter’s ideas are bolder.
It’s well known that this chaotic cosmos originated from a Five-Colored Stone cast personally by Nuwa during the early stages, the sa stone that once patched the heavens, containing all Tao laws.
The two finally part ways in discord.
The man with the bolder ideas returns to his abode, even skipping als, sits cross-legged within an array.
He hopes to find a reasonable solution.
But after racking his brains and exhausting all his computational capacity, he still cannot find a suitable thod.
Frustrated, he angrily knocks over the array.
With a "thud," fragnts of the array fall to the ground but don’t scatter, instead rging into the floor.
From there, a strange lotus flower suddenly grows.
Within the lotus, instead of a seed pod, is a small "star river" reflecting desires.
The shattered array fragnts fall into it.
Monts later.
A chubby beaver erges.
With a rciful smile on its lips:
"Young man~ is it this golden-filled computational power array, ten tis stronger than before?
Or is it this silver-filled computational power array, five tis stronger than before?"
Man: "..."
What is this?
He stares in astonishnt at the rcifully smiling beaver.
Uncertain of his thoughts, he’s drawn to the computational power array in the latter’s hands and doesn’t imdiately report it.
Instead, he chooses to inspect his abode.
No external intrusion.
No foreign spiritual power.
Not even pollution.
In other words, what’s in the beaver’s hands is real!
So...
"Could it be the creation of so envoy?"
"Beaver... could it be the envoy responsible for overthrowing the Weichuan of Tao Furnace Realm?"
"Ah... computational power."
A slight longing appears in the man’s eyes.
In the Gnostic School, computational power is everything.
Sufficient computational power can deduce enough possibilities of myths, even to research so special things.
The existing myths are limited, digging a little more possibilities can yield more power and resources.
But the beaver’s appearance is rather peculiar.
Is it really worth it to pursue that computational power...
And how should I respond?
He reflects, recalling his companion’s ridicule.
Finally, gritting his teeth, he points to the golden array and says:
"I dropped this golden array!"
However, the beaver’s expression suddenly changes, becoming stern and disdainful, and says coldly:
"You are a lying child!"
Then it dives back into the water, not only disappearing without a trace but even the lotus vanishes.
The entire room is left empty.
Even the man’s heart feels empty.
What?
How can you just leave like that?
Weren’t you supposed to trick or entice with benefits?
Why disappear suddenly!
He’s incredulous, but is imdiately convinced of one thing—that beaver must have co to offer benefits!
Likely it’s a "wish-granting treasure" studied by the envoys.
Otherwise, it should have already been given to him directly.
Like those swindlers, first offering a benefit, then slowly swallowing it up.
Yet it just left.
Surely it’s my thod that’s wrong.
My response was wrong.
"Yes, yes, that’s it..."
The man’s eyes gradually light up.
He hurriedly uses his authority to apply for another array, quickly exhausts its computational power, and then knocks it to the ground.
This ti, he uses all his strength.
But the array hitting the ground only results in so fragnts splintering, even cutting his arm and cheek, without the previous lotus appearance, let alone the beaver holding the golden array.
All his expectations are dashed.
The man angrily sweeps away the fragnts with spiritual power.
Cursing: "You heartless thing, don’t you dare appear ever again!"
Anyway, there’s no way he’s wrong.
He can create myths and even challenge the Four Seasons Sect.
How could he be wrong?
It’s surely the beaver...
He smashes everything in the room he can and forces himself to calm down and continue his research.
But his mind keeps fixating on that golden array.
If only I could get that golden array, my research would definitely advance significantly!
There are many who have gone through similar experiences.
In a world where computational power exceeds everything, having enough computational power ans everything.
Yet they let the beaver leave.
But there’s no dicine for regret, no matter how much they lant or search privately.
The beaver never appears again.
Until one day...
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