After taking Lan Qin as his disciple, Mo Tianxiao found that life was nowhere near as comfortable as he had imagined. He had completely lost all his private time.
During the day, Lan Qin forced him to teach her all kinds of artifact-refining techniques. In the afternoons, Liya and Xuan Bingji dragged him into discussions about cultivation. Even the middle of the night was occupied by Xuan Bingji.
He had completely lost his freedom!
For an entire year, he lived through this repetitive routine, and it eventually left him feeling deeply troubled.
“I say… don’t the two of you need to cultivate?”
Mo Tianxiao looked at Liya and Xuan Bingji, who spent every day discussing the Dao with him, a helpless expression on his face.
That fellow Mo Xingtian had no idea where he had disappeared to recently. He had not even come around to bother Mo Tianxiao and help relieve some of the pressure.
Liya answered seriously, “Isn’t this cultivation?”
“By discussing the Dao, we deepen our understanding of the power of laws, thereby advancing our cultivation.”
“Brother Mo, don’t let my current cultivation at the late stage of the Dao Master Realm fool you. At most, I’ll need a few more years to fully condense a Law of Ice and break through to the pinnacle of the Dao Master Realm.
“Once I reach the pinnacle of the Dao Master Realm, I can try using the Demonic Essence Star Marrow we obtained before to attack the Dao-Proving Realm!”
Hearing this, Mo Tianxiao asked curiously, “Are you confident?”
Liya shook her head. “Not very. We found too little Demonic Essence Star Marrow in the Ancient Realm last time. I can only say that there’s a chance. Even if I fail, it doesn’t matter. At worst, I’ll just spend more time and try again slowly.”
With her talent, breaking through to the Dao-Proving Realm was not a problem.
The Demonic Essence Star Marrow was simply an extremely cold treasure capable of shortening the process considerably.
Unfortunately, treasures like the Demonic Essence Star Marrow were far too rare. Even the Feather Spirit Clan, as the holders of an Ancient Realm, had no stockpiles of it. Whatever they found once every ten thousand years was basically used up immediately.
“And you? I’ve never seen you cultivate either.”
Mo Tianxiao turned his gaze toward Xuan Bingji.
Xuan Bingji gave him a meaningful look. “How do you know I haven’t been cultivating?”
Could dual cultivation not be considered cultivation?
“Ahem. Fellow Daoist Xuan, what’s the difference between the Law of Profound Ice you cultivate and the Law of Cold Ice that Fellow Daoist Liya cultivates?”
Mo Tianxiao quickly changed the subject. Xuan Bingji was a woman who seemed cold on the outside but was warm within. Once he became familiar with her, the contrast was surprisingly striking.
“There are three thousand Great Daos and countless lesser Daos.”
Liya explained, “The Law of Profound Ice that Bingji cultivates and the Law of Cold Ice that I cultivate are both derivative laws of the Five Elements Laws. They share the same origin in essence, though their effects differ slightly.”
“The Law of Profound Ice focuses on defense, while the Law of Cold Ice focuses on offense. Aside from that, there isn’t much difference.”
Liya spread her hands. “Although the Five Elements Laws are relatively common, they are genuine members of the Three Thousand Great Daos. Their derivative laws are strange and varied, and there are countless of them. There’s nothing unusual about that.”
“For example, the Law of Fire that Brother Mo cultivates can also give rise to different kinds of law power. The essence of that power is still the Law of Fire, but its effects are different.”
Mo Tianxiao immediately became interested. “Why can Mo Xingtian use five different kinds of law power?”
Xuan Bingji spoke up. “Mo Xingtian possesses a special constitution known as the Five Elements Treasure Body, so his case is unusual. However, after ordinary cultivators break through to the Dao-Proving Realm, they usually choose one or two laws they excel at to cultivate as supplementary paths.”
“As for cultivators in the Sovereign Realm, they may even control dozens or hundreds of different laws.”
Liya also offered an explanation. “Whether one is in either of the two Dao-entry realms or in the Sovereign Realm, everything centers around the power of laws.”
“Brother Mo, think about it. If everyone in the same realm has roughly the same degree of mastery over their laws, but you control more types of law power, then at the very least, you’ll have more methods at your disposal.”
“Take the most basic Five Elements Laws. At the same level, the Law of Fire will be suppressed by the Law of Water. But if you also control the Law of Earth, you can turn around and counter your enemy instead.
“So, Brother Mo, you can’t cultivate only the Law of Fire. If you can cultivate a second law in the Dao Master Realm, you’ll be stronger than others at the same level.”
Mo Tianxiao nodded. “Then why don’t you cultivate other laws?”
Liya puffed out her cheeks and planted her hands on her hips. “Who are you looking down on? Who told you that I only know the Law of Cold Ice?”
As she spoke, Liya raised a hand and displayed the five types of law power—wood, fire, earth, metal, and water.
“The Law of Cold Ice is my primary path. I know the Five Elements Laws as well; they’re simply not as powerful as the Law of Cold Ice.”
Sensing the Five Elements law power between Liya’s palms, Mo Tianxiao estimated that there were only a few hundred strands in total. Examining them individually, each was merely at the level of the early Dao Master Realm.
Seeing how calm Xuan Bingji remained, he assumed her situation was similar to Liya’s.
Mo Tianxiao rubbed his chin. “So, I should consider cultivating other laws as supplementary paths too?”
“Mhm, of course!” Liya nodded repeatedly.
Unfortunately, neither of them could have imagined that what Mo Tianxiao cultivated was not the Law of Fire at all, but the Origin-Primordial Law—a law even he had never heard of before.
As long as he had witnessed a type of law power, the Origin-Primordial Law could imitate it.
In other words, he did not need to cultivate any other laws. So long as he cultivated the Origin-Primordial Law to its peak, he would be capable of mastering all three thousand Great Daos and countless lesser Daos!
“By the way, do you know about Shangcang?” Mo Tianxiao suddenly asked.
“Shangcang?”
Liya and Xuan Bingji looked puzzled.
“What is that? Or…”
Seeing their blank expressions, Mo Tianxiao knew that neither of them had heard of it.
“Shangcang is a place. I have a relative there, but I don’t know where Shangcang is either, so I thought I’d ask you two.”
Liya and Xuan Bingji exchanged a glance before saying, “We’ve never heard of any place called Shangcang. But I can ask my mother when I have the chance. If I find out anything, I’ll tell you.”
“Thanks.”
“It’s nothing. Shall we continue discussing the Dao? Brother Mo, you still haven’t finished telling us about the Mighty Emperor of Bear Ridge suppressing some kind of dark upheaval all by himself. Tell us the rest!”
“Tell you what? You two aren’t cultivating, and I still need to cultivate.”
Mo Tianxiao was becoming somewhat impatient. They came to discuss the Dao with him every day, yet he had no idea what kind of Dao they were discussing. All they did was listen to him tell stories!
With a wave of his hand, two pieces of Demonic Essence Star Marrow, each as large as a water vat, appeared in front of the two women.
Mo Tianxiao said solemnly, “Since both of you primarily cultivate Yin-attributed laws, this Demonic Essence Star Marrow should help with your cultivation. One piece each. Take them and go cultivate. Stop disturbing me—I’m going into seclusion to break through.”
“Wait… what? Brother Mo?! Where did you get such enormous pieces of Demonic Essence Star Marrow?”
Liya shot up from her chair. She stretched out her arms and wrapped them around the massive piece of Demonic Essence Star Marrow before her, her green pupils wide and her mouth hanging open in shock.
The piece of Demonic Essence Star Marrow before her was probably worth more than a thousand of the small brick-like piece she had obtained!
Xuan Bingji was equally surprised, but she knew some of Mo Tianxiao’s secrets and managed to remain much calmer than Liya.
“Since Fellow Daoist Mo is being so generous, I’ll accept it.”
Without any hesitation, Xuan Bingji took her piece.
Liya, meanwhile, was still reeling in shock. “Bingji, you’re really just going to accept it like that? Aren’t you curious where Brother Mo got such a—huge chunk of Demonic Star Marrow!?”
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