Cultivation: I Have Studied Abroad in the Modern World

It seems that Zheng Fa's previous performance gave Baihua Fairy and others the illusion, leading them to believe that Zheng Fa truly has Dao Fruit foundation.

Therefore, when talking about the matter of Dao Fruit, they did not shy away from Zheng Fa.

However, at this moment, Zheng Fa was full of doubts, though his face showed no sign of it, instead listening while pretending—eyes bright, smiling, nodding.

Baihua Fairy continued:

"This is the origin of our Five Sects, and also the root of sect rivalry."

Zheng Fa listened, and the more he thought about it, the more something seemed off!

If not for modern research, and Tang Lingwu's flash of insight, Zheng Fa might not have been so puzzled.

According to Baihua Fairy, spreading the Dao, repaying the heavens, accumulating merit, reducing calamities—these seem to explain the current state of the Xuanwei Realm.

But there are many issues within this:

The most contradictory point is that if the heavens view cultivators as thieves, and even suppress the path of immortality, then why favor the act of spreading the Dao?

On the other hand, if spreading the Dao is rewarded, then the more cultivators the better. Then... why are there great disasters and spiritual energy decline?

Moreover, Zheng Fa also had some understanding of the essence of spiritual energy—in his perspective, it is not a consumable resource.

Since it is not a consumable resource, Baihua Fairy's talk of repaying the heavens fundamentally holds no ground.

Thinking to this point, he even forgot to continue his performance, and his brows furrowed with doubt.

After pondering for a moment, he suddenly felt that someone in the hall had been watching him, and upon looking up, found Baihua Fairy and others looking at him with meaningful eyes, hiding scrutiny within them.

At this moment, even someone like Zheng Fa, a highly qualified man across two realms, couldn't help but secretly curse:

Dang!

These people aren't just being cautious around him—they have been doubting him all along!

Due to the Great Freedom Demon Emperor's death, they naturally have some apprehension toward lethal struggles.

But... who says only through battles can one discern a person's true strength?

Imagine you are a poor student attending an international mathematicians' conference—after chatting for a couple of sentences, others can see through you, realizing you are merely a temporary security guard with a handsome appearance but nothing more.

Within the Xuanwei Realm's system, the higher your skill, the greater your understanding of cultivation, conversely, the stronger you are, the better you can distinguish truth, and your words can directly address the essence of cultivation!

How skilled you are can be understood not through arguments or fights, but through casual conversation.

Looking at Baihua Fairy's flawless smile once more, Zheng Fa no longer felt it was charming—this is a pit dug for him to jump into!

Zheng Fa understood clearly but still furrowed his brows and remained silent.

Baihua Fairy, however, did not intend to let him off: "Master Zheng, do you have any profound insight? I am all ears."

Her words made the atmosphere in the hall even more peculiar, and at this moment, even the dullest person could see—this is yet another blatant test.

Zhang looked at Zheng Fa, holding Qingjing Bamboo in one hand and Zheng Fa's hand in the other, seemingly shaking a bit.

Zheng Fa certainly understood her tension.

Now the situation was ten times more critical than earlier—outside the island, they could still flee easily.

But now inside the island, who knows what dangers lurk in the magnificent palace and majestic sea of clouds?

The Five Sects would not give up their suspicion so simply...

Baihua Fairy's gesture was quite like digging a pit for him to fall into; if he revealed any deceit in his words, escaping might be difficult!

Wuzhi and the disciples of Leiyin Temple showed expressions of watching a good drama, seemingly also wanting to hear Zheng Fa's so-called insight.

Xie Qingxue bit her lips, eyes full of worry, yet did not dare to move, only anxiously worried.

Daist Li of Supreme Dao sat upright, his squinted eyes slightly opening.

The old monk lowered his gaze, concealing the chilling light in his eyes.

The Sect Leader watched his sword, intending to test the Demon Emperor's truth.

Everyone was waiting for Zheng Fa to speak.

But he was not in a hurry; he picked up the Flowers Spirit Tea before him, leisurely took a sip, and then raised his eyes to look at Baihua Fairy, smiling and said:

"I, a mere Golden Core, what profound insight can I offer?"

The old monk from Leiyin Temple abruptly looked at Zheng Fa, his pupils a cold gold.

Zheng Fa, as if not noticing his movement, threw the cup's lid.

The clinking sound echoed as the lid collided with the cup.

Zheng Fa's expression seemed impatient, his gaze colder and sharper than the old monk's:

"You all are insincere, yet say you want to hear my insight?"

"Isn't it ridiculous?"

With such expression, Zheng Fa seemed extremely confident, causing the shifting gold light in the old monk's eyes to halt slightly.

While Baihua Fairy's smile became somewhat forced, she only said: "Master Zheng, why do you say so?"

Zheng Fa snorted softly: "I, a mere Golden Core, know nothing of repaying the heavens, only that Dao Fruit cultivators are both law and person! To spread the Dao is a form of cultivation!"

"How does it relate to repaying the heavens?"

At this moment, he couldn't afford to hide; he had to reveal some true insights!

Through Tang Lingwu's Dao Fruit nucleus hypothesis, Zheng Fa could first deduce—

Dao Fruit cultivators possess duality in Immortal Law:

They are both immortals, or in other words, beings, possessing wisdom, yearning to survive.

But on the other hand, they are also the Daoist Skill itself!

As long as the Daoist Skill they create does not falter, they will not truly die; the perfection of the Daoist Skill is their own progress, or the change of Daoist Skill is their transformation.

Moreover, Tang Lingwu once made an analogy that was almost hypothetical—