Chapter 915 The Way of Heaven and Man

"We understand."

Everyone nodded repeatedly, their expressions turning solemn 1 by 1.

Seeing this, Eldrin (Person Name) gently flicked his long sleeve and spoke calmly, "In that case, let us begin."

As his words fell, he flicked his sleeve and pointed into the void, conjuring an ethereal spiritual light from the emptiness.

Everyone looked up and saw the ethereal spiritual light of Editor An'an continuously evolving in the void, gradually taking shape from a blurred embryonic form until it finally transformed into an infant.

Jiang Taibai furrowed his brow, unable to suppress a murmur: "This is..."

"This is the scene of a mortal's birth being manifested." The figure in dark blue robes murmured softly, then frowned and whispered to himself, "What profound meaning could Senior possibly intend with this act?"

Meanwhile, the void gradually evolved and took form, ultimately transforming into a fetus that emerged reborn.

After completing this step, Eldrin began to explain leisurely, "Dear juniors, do you know what the process from conception to birth represents for mortals?"

Everyone was slightly taken aback by these words. Jiang Taibai (Person Name) immediately spoke up: "A human life begins with the nurturing of a single strand of True Spirit (Cultivation Concept), then emerges into this world through the mother's womb."

"This process of gestation is the Path of Humanity, the 1 true Great Dao."

Eldrin (Person Name) nodded with a faint smile and remarked, "The miracle of human gestation embodies not merely mortal principles, but also the legendary Dao of Heaven."

"This..."

Everyone wore expressions of astonishment. Xuan Qingyi couldn’t help but ask, “Senior, could you enlighten us—why is the Human Dao connected to the Heavenly Dao?”

Eldrin did not answer directly. Instead, he raised his hand once more, tracing a phantom arc through the void as he conjured another shimmering spiritual luminescence.

But lo, the spiritual light blossomed forth, transforming into a misty, primordial expanse reminiscent of the universe at its dawn.

"Senior, you are currently simulating the ancient scenes from the time of creation when heaven and earth were first separated!"

The crowd murmured, unable to suppress their inner astonishment, yet in the very next instant, they felt as though a colossal bell had struck deep within their souls.

There in the primordial haze of the world’s dawning, across a vast and desolate land veiled in mist, the first threads of nascent life began to take form.

As the heavens and earth continued their eternal turning, wisps of vital energy gave rise to grasses, trees, bamboos, and stones; brought forth winged creatures and running beasts; and ultimately gave birth to 'humankind'.

Soren the Heart-Seer (Person Name) soon attained enlightenment and could not help but respond, "Heaven and Earth nurture all living beings; all creatures are born of the cosmos."

"Be it the Human Tribe or the Demon Tribe, all beings of the Violet Realm are children of the Violet Cosmos."

"The heavens and the earth are the parents who nurture us all, and the path we tread is the inevitable course aligned with the transformations of heaven and earth."

"Thus, the Way of Man is the Way of Heaven."

"Yes, indeed." Everyone nodded repeatedly, as Jiang Taibai couldn't help but exclaim, "So the path of cultivation is 1 of following the heavens, not defying them."

After everyone had gained some insight, Eldrin nodded in approval.

He placed the evolved infant into the expanse of heaven and earth before speaking with measured grace: "Since you comprehend that the mortal path is 1 with the heavenly path, you may now continue to heed this discourse on the celestial and mortal ways."

"Bzzz—"

Eldrin (Person Name) finished speaking and once again extended a finger to strike.

The infant began to grow, gradually maturing before their eyes. Meanwhile, Eldrin explained in a measured tone, "Our path of cultivation is nearly identical to the gestation of a fetus."

In the view of this work, the 6 realms of mortal cultivation can essentially be categorized into 3 processes.

“As for the so-called Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, and Core Formation realms, cultivators in these stages are as numerous as the countless grains of sand along the Ganges River. They strive with every fiber of their being to gather the Qi of Heaven and Earth, seeking to draw upon the primordial essence of the Mother of All Things to nurture and form their nascent embryo.”

Eldrin murmured softly under his breath, then channeled his magical power to manifest a transformation. There, between heaven and earth, the miniature figure began drawing upon all manner of spiritual resources and nourishment from the cosmos, gradually cultivating its way to the Nascent Soul realm.

Having reached this stage, Eldrin once again began expounding the Great Dao: "The Nascent Soul realm is when the embryonic form fully gestates and emerges—a step that transcends the stage of countless grains of sand."

"Though still insignificant, it was just barely enough to catch the eye of the Heavenly Dao's will."

In that realm of heaven and earth, the cultivator's power steadily advanced, ultimately guiding the celestial and earthly souls to their rightful positions. They transformed into a primordial spirit, brewing a wisp of pure yang energy.

It was only then that Eldrin spoke up, "Once 1 undergoes the transformation to cultivate a Pure Yang Primordial Spirit, to Zi Tian Di, it would be akin to an infant in the womb."

"Though it was still a far cry from being fully formed and emerging into the world, it could barely be considered a child of heaven and earth, worthy of receiving the favor of celestial fortune."

Witnessing this scene, the Dao Lords in the heavens couldn't help but nod in approval.

Maris the Sea Steader stroked his long beard and couldn't resist remarking, "No wonder cultivators of the Violet Realm need only break through to the Nascent Soul stage—almost all of them manage to obtain a Yang-Purity opportunity within a 1000 years."

"All along, our path of cultivation has been 1 of aligning with the heavens, not defying them."

Within the grand hall, Kunpengzi furrowed his brow and couldn't help but ask, "If our path aligns with the will of Heaven, why do countless tribulations descend upon us?"

"For the resources of heaven and earth are finite."

"Impossible," Eldrin declared, then continued in measured tones, "Just as a mortal mother requires 10 full months of pregnancy to give birth, the Violet Realm could never endlessly sustain the emergence of immortals."

At this point, Eldrin spoke with an extremely grave expression: "For a cultivator, progressing through Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Primal Spirit, and finally reaching the realm of Immortal Ascension—the resources consumed are beyond imagination."

"In a magnificent greater world like the Violet Realm, perhaps only 1 immortal emerges every 10 1000 years, for more would deplete its very vitality."

"If it were a lesser minor world, it might take hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of years before a single individual could achieve immortality."

Eldrin (Person Name) narrated with measured grace before sighing, "Precisely for this reason, after immortals ascend to divinity, they may linger in the Violet Realm for no more than 1 1000 years."

Just like a fetus carried for 10 months, if it remains too long in the mother’s womb, not only might the womb be unable to bear it, but both mother and child could face the peril of perishing together.

Hearing this, everyone seemed to gain sudden enlightenment, feeling as if their horizons had been broadened in that very moment.

Above the 9 Heavens, the master of the South Sea Glazed Palace took a deep breath, then nodded slowly. "Perhaps what Fellow Daoist Guixu said is indeed the truth. It may well be the source of our heavenly tribulations as well."

"Since the heavens and earth cannot grant immortality to all, they must descend various tribulations to test and select the most exceptional descendants."

"In this way, it not only tests us but also selects those with the greatest certainty of attaining immortality."

"Yes, yes."

Void-Sovereign Dao Lord also nodded, stroking his long beard as he sighed, "No wonder all the immortals who have ascended from the Violet Realm throughout the ages would go to great lengths to repay the Violet Karma."

"We are all children of heaven and earth, and immortals are the favored sons conceived by the cosmos. Since infancy, they have cultivated by consuming the boundless resources nurtured between the firmament and the soil."

"If 1 does not ascend, so be it. But upon ascension, 1 would leave the Purple Realm carrying boundless primordial qi."

"Such immense grace and karma would exact a tremendous price even for an immortal to repay in full."

Chapter 1 The biting northern wind swept across the mountain ridge like countless icy blades. Lin Feng tightened his worn deerskin coat, his gaze fixed on the faint glow emerging from the distant valley—the legendary Profound Ice Cave. "After 3 years..." he murmured, his breath forming white mist in the frigid air. The jade slip in his hand grew warm, its inscribed characters beginning to shimmer: "When the Twin Moons align, the cave shall reveal itself." Suddenly, a streak of crimson light tore through the sky. A cultivator clad in fiery robes descended atop a nearby pine tree, his long sleeves fluttering despite the absence of wind. "Fellow practitioner," the man's voice echoed with unnatural clarity, "this Frozen Soul Valley is no place for a mere Qi Refining cultivator." Lin Feng's hand instinctively went to the worn sword at his waist. "Senior," he replied, keeping his tone respectful yet firm, "this humble 1 seeks only the Ice Soul Grass to save his younger sister." The red-robed cultivator laughed, a sound like cracking ice. "Ice Soul Grass? That sixth-grade spiritual herb?" His eyes narrowed. "Do you truly believe a Foundation Establishment realm expert would allow such treasure to fall into the hands of a Qi Refining ant?" Before Lin Feng could respond, the ground trembled violently. The valley glowed brighter as 2 moons aligned overhead. Icy spiritual energy surged forth, forming crystalline patterns in the air. "Impossible!" the red-robed cultivator exclaimed. "The seal is breaking prematurely!" Lin Feng felt the jade slip in his hand grow scorching hot. The characters swirled into a protective barrier around him just as the red-robed cultivator unleashed a torrent of crimson flames. "The Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss!" the cultivator shouted, his magical treasure materializing as a blade of pure fire. But the flames parted around Lin Feng's barrier like water around a stone. Ancient symbols glowed blue on the jade slip—protection spells laid millennia ago by some forgotten power. As the cave's entrance fully manifested, Lin Feng understood. This was no chance encounter. The jade slip hadn't merely guided him here; it had chosen him. "Who are you truly, boy?" the red-robed cultivator demanded, his earlier arrogance replaced by wary calculation. Lin Feng stepped forward, the glacial energies parting before him like respectful servants. "Just a brother trying to save his sister," he said, though even he could hear the new resonance in his voice—as if another consciousness spoke through him. The cave entrance shimmered, revealing corridors lined with eternal ice that reflected not his current form, but something... grander. Something that made the Foundation Establishment cultivator behind him gasp and retreat. As Lin Feng crossed the threshold, a voice both ancient and familiar whispered in his mind: "Welcome home, Azure Dragon Scion."