Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

Zhao Tingxian stood in the courtyard, clutching a communication jade talisman. The stars and moon on his green and white Immortal Robe seemed to dim a bit, and the usual exceptional spirit between his brows was replaced by an expression of undiluted shock. His bright eyes, at this moment, were like a dark sea of turbulent waves, violently surging.

After a moment, he took a deep breath to suppress the tumult in his heart and handed the jade talisman to Shang Cangyun:

"This is news just received from the outside world. See for yourself."

Shang Cangyun's long fingers reached out to receive the Fu Lu. The talisman felt slightly cool to the touch, and the information flowing from it instantly flooded into his Sea of Consciousness.

In an instant, his seated posture, firm as a pine tree, experienced an almost imperceptible stiffness.

At the moment the Immortal Dao Heavenly Fate fluctuated, he had already felt something, but due to the divergence of his cultivated path from the Immortal Path, it was difficult to grasp exactly what had transpired.

He had a hunch that something significant had happened within the Immortal Path, but he never imagined it would be this monumental.

Chu Zheng became Chengzu, unified the universe, the Immortal Tablet crumbled, the Immortal Dao Heavenly Fate scattered, and the Martial Path had already exited.

The Second-fold Immortal Martial, nine Ancestor Realms, had already left the grand game of Dao contention.

Each of these pieces of news alone could be considered a rare great upheaval across the ages, and now, due to Chu Zheng's entry into the Ancestor Realm, they were occurring simultaneously!

Zhao Tingxian was momentarily bewildered: "What should we... do now?"

Chu Zheng had already reached this point, entered the Ancestor Realm, seized fate, and wiped out the Martial Path.

This is a change sufficient to rewrite the layout of the All Heavens and overturn the ancient contention of the Dao.

Sss... sss... sss...

Nearby, the sound of sword sharpening continued, repetitive yet steady.

A young man knelt by a stone, his rough cloth garment soaked with sweat, clinging to his slightly frail back. Fully focused, in his clear spring-like eyes, there was only the ancient, edgeless longsword in his hand and the cold, rough sharpening stone beneath him.

With every push, he poured all his mind and sincerity into it; sweat trickled down his youthful jaw, evaporating instantly into tendrils of light smoke under the high temperature at the sword stone's contact.

The turmoil of the outside world seemed completely isolated by this pure rhythm.

"Our opportunity has come."

Shang Cangyun's eyes brightened slightly as he stood up: "Now, the Immortal Dao Heavenly Fate has scattered, but the Heavenly Destiny True Spirit still exists. This is the perfect opportunity to contest for fate. Perhaps an Immortal Dao Son of Heaven will emerge, without bloodline chains, giving you and me even greater prospects."

"Return to the Immortal Domain."

Shang Cangyun gazed into the starry sky with sparkling eyes: "Whether you and I can enter the Ancestor Realm in this life depends on the present moment. If we continue to wait until Chu Zheng truly seizes the grand scheme, you and I will have not a sliver of chance left."

Buzz—

A very faint sword hum pierced straight into the Divine Soul, unexpectedly emanating from that sharpening stone.

This sword hum interrupted the boy's flawlessly rhythmic sword sharpening. For the first time, his clear eyes lifted from the world of sword and stone.

Sweat was still flowing down that young face, and his gaze remained pure and clear:

"You plan to leave?"

"Yes."

Shang Cangyun nodded: "Your path, the Sword Ancestor has already paved for you. Our path is still amidst rolling tides, unclear."

The boy fell into contemplation, nodding after a while: "You saved my life. If there are things in the future that you need me to do, just come find me anytime."

Having said this, he spoke no more, bowing his head to continue sharpening the sword.

But now, within the sharpening sound, there carried an additional sharpness.

"Since the time has come, you and I shall part ways here."

Shang Cangyun looked at Zhao Tingxian and spoke with a hint of a smile: "The next time we meet, it shall be as foes, not friends."

"Every man for himself."

Zhao Tingxian nodded, saying nothing more; he bowed low with not the slightest hesitation, stepping into the void and disappearing without a trace.

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Beneath the vast and boundless celestial dome, Chu Zheng sat cross-legged.

Beneath him spun an endless Star Sea, with billions of Star Rivers flowing like ribbons, and above him was the deep Void, interwoven with the Space-time Laws, forming the canopy that is the most primordial structure of this Great Universe.

There was no dazzling Immortal Light around him, nor any imposing pressure, only an ultimate sense of ethereal tranquility, as if he himself had transformed into a part of this starry sky, an extension of the universe's will.

Threads of mysterious aura, like invisible nebulae, slowly circled around him, settling, and finally merged into the Dao Seed within him, which had reached an inconceivable realm.

After devouring twenty percent of Heavenly Fate, his cultivation was soaring incessantly, rapidly approaching the Perfection Realm of the Ancestral Realm.

In Chu Zheng's perception, time almost lost its meaning, as the unending River of Space-Time formed a vortex here, becoming slow and viscous. In a flick of a finger, a millennium had quietly passed.

Chu Zheng closed his eyes, and his mind completely immersed into the Dao Seed.

Heavenly Fate surged within the Dao Seed, like a vast ocean of Stars, the integrated twenty percent of Heavenly Fate merging into it at a remarkable speed.

This process was a deeper fusion and transformation. He personally experienced the evolution of the universe, comprehending the circulation of Qi Fortune, and the underlying secrets of the rise and fall of Taoist Orthodoxy.

Every breath he took absorbed the Cosmic Origin, and every heartbeat seemed to resonate with the fateful pulse of all living beings in the Myriad Realms.

Until the last trace of Martial Path's aura was completely erased, and the last point of Martial Path's Heavenly Fate brilliance perfectly merged into the Dao Seed, inseparable thereafter.

Thirty percent of Heavenly Fate fully harmonized within Chu Zheng, and his cultivation also rose accordingly, stepping into Ancestor Realm Perfection, standing wholly atop the universe's myriad beings.

Calming the fluctuating aura within him, he slowly opened his eyes and stood up.

The entirety of the universe's focal point seemed to subtly shift with his rise, as heavenly might spread.

Chu Zheng slowly opened his palm, though there was no tangible object, it seemed as if he was holding the core of the universe's Qi Fortune, with starlight swirling inside, fate intertwining. He could almost penetrate the causal lines of living creatures at a glance.

In the past millennia, the remaining few Ancient Ancestors of the Universe have successively submitted.

Now, they were all under his command, and with fifty-five percent of Heavenly Fate in hand, the structure of the Great Universe was thoroughly settled.

At this moment, Chu Zheng truly had the qualification and power to traverse the eternal space-time, to trace back to the past, unfolding the secrets of the Reincarnation Road, the door that had been sealed for endless ages seemed within reach.

Chu Zheng's gaze penetrated the endless starry sky, sweeping across all domains.

The entire outline of the Great Universe, the flow of Qi Fortune, the rise and decay of myriad beings, all clearly presented as patterns in his palm.

Soon, his gaze penetrated layer upon layer of Star Domains, landing in a resplendent Star River named 'Immortal Domain'.

As he scanned the Immortal Domain, with his vision focused, several familiar figures clearly appeared in Chu Zheng's eyes.

Shang Cangyun... Zhao Tingxian... Song Lingqing... and... Shang Zuling.

The woman who emerged from the Cangyun Realm, who once stood by him on the Hidden Dragon List in the Great Tournament of Ten Thousand Sects, was still alive.

At this moment, Shang Zuling was surrounded by a layer of invisible Heavenly Fate Light, this Heavenly Fate was pure and vast, completely enveloping her, nurturing her body, advancing her cultivation.

Chu Zheng's gaze did not linger, quickly sweeping across the vast lands of the Immortal Domain. Besides Shang Zuling, similar figures burdened with the pure, vast Immortal Dao Heavenly Fate emerged one by one like stars in the night in his eyes.

No less than twenty individuals, including Song Lingqing.

Some cultivated in Cave Heaven Blessed Land, some traveled between the Star Sea, and some had already emerged as giants, with cultivation realms varying, yet without exception, each was entwined with Immortal Dao Heavenly Fate.

A flash of coldness appeared in Chu Zheng's eyes, with a slight smirk on his lips, mingled with understanding and a hint of sarcasm.

This was evidently the doing of the Immortal Dao Heavenly Fate True Spirit, employing a more concealed, survival-fitting strategy, diversifying and widely planting Immortal Seeds.

Consciously skewing and distributing the precious Immortal Dao Heavenly Fate Origin into more than twenty Immortal Path Cultivators with top-notch talent, disposition, and Qi Fortune.

Simultaneously planting multiple seeds of infinite potential, secretly nurturing them, patiently awaiting their growth. Even if some die prematurely, it would not much matter.

The Heavenly Destiny True Spirit still willfully continues its rootedness, remaining undaunted, attempting a reversal.

Retracting his gaze, the Star River and Abyss in Chu Zheng's eyes slowly flowed, reflecting the entire outline of the Great Universe.

At this moment, he no longer cared about the Immortal Dao. Now, his mind was completely filled with one idea.

To traverse the eternal space-time, returning to the past for a closer look.

Before Ancient Times, no living being could block his steps, and with the situation established, this was the most opportune time.