Chapter 553: The Morning Sets the Tone for the Day
“What?!” The president suddenly stood up, his pupils constricting sharply, thinking he must have misheard.
He only knew that Jiang Li’s origins were mysterious and his power was immense. He had tried his best to imagine how powerful Jiang Li might be—for example, being able to wrestle with an Earthly Immortal, engaging in hundreds of rounds of battle with an Earthly Immortal—that was the limit for a mortal.
He never imagined Jiang Li could be powerful enough to slay immortals.
True Master Howling Moon had told him that for a mortal body to slay immortals was an act of defying heaven, something unheard of since ancient times in the Jingyu World.
And what was this “new path,” what did it mean?
Through learning from True Master Howling Moon, the president thought he knew enough to be considered erudite. But facing Jiang Li, he still felt he didn’t know enough.
Jiang Li waved his hand, signaling to Radiant Enlightenment Daoist to be precise: “I merely can suppress ten Golden Immortals single-handedly. I haven’t yet fought a Primordial Chaos and Limitless Immortal, so how can you say I can slay immortals?”
Hearing this, Radiant Enlightenment Daoist was also deeply shaken. He thought Jiang Li’s claim of rivaling a Primordial Chaos and Limitless Immortal was mostly a joke, but upon hearing about suppressing ten Golden Immortals single-handedly, it probably wasn’t as simple as just rivaling a Primordial Chaos and Limitless Immortal.
What exactly is this Fellow Daoist Jiang Li’s cultivation level? And what exactly is the Mahayana Stage?
Radiant Enlightenment Daoist felt that Fellow Daoist Jiang Li stood right before him, yet the secrets about him were more numerous than those of the Immortal Realm, wherever it might be.
Radiant Enlightenment Daoist couldn’t believe he was qualified to address such a powerful being as “fellow daoist.”
In the cultivation world, seniority was determined by cultivation level. If an Earthly Immortal came to their Jingyu World, they would never address him as fellow daoist.
Powerful yet without airs—Radiant Enlightenment Daoist had never seen such a powerful figure before. All the powerful beings he had encountered were lofty and looked down on the weak, treating them like ants.
“You don’t have even the slightest bit of information about the Skeleton?” Radiant Enlightenment Daoist felt that after years of confrontation between the Mutual Aid Society and the Destruction Alliance, they should have gathered some information.
“Actually, besides our Mutual Aid Society and the Destruction Alliance, there’s another group of cultivators who chose self-preservation and declared themselves neutral. I know about one Unity Stage cultivator who maintains neutrality. We’ve visited him multiple times to ask for information about the Destruction Alliance, but he always refused.”
“Where is he?” Radiant Enlightenment Daoist asked.
“In the haunted house at Tianshan Amusement Park.”
A thought struck Radiant Enlightenment Daoist, and he quickly recalled someone: “Is it the Miserable Ghost?”
The president nodded: “Yes, it’s him. True Master Miserable’s techniques are closely related to negative emotions like worry, fear, terror, and helplessness. The more negative emotions he absorbs, the more powerful he becomes. Both True Master Miserable and the person he possesses rely on this method to grow stronger.”
Jiang Li’s expression turned strange. Why did this technique sound so similar to the origin story of the Outer Realm Demons fabricated by the Immortal Elder?
Could it be that the Immortal Elder’s inspiration came from this kind of technique?
“Then let’s go play at the amusement park—ah, no, let’s go find True Master Miserable?” Jiang Li suggested enthusiastically.
“Tomorrow. It’s too late today, the amusement park is closed, and we’ve forgotten something else,” Wen Quan said.
“What thing?”
“We rushed over here in one go without telling my sister. She’s still at the filming location.” Wen Quan silently pulled out his phone. The caller ID displayed “Unlucky Sister.”
Jiang Li suddenly understood. He had been so focused on having fun himself that he forgot the original reason for going to the filming location was to watch Wen Qing’er act.
When Jiang Li and the others found Wen Qing’er, she was looking at them with a resentful expression.
“Did you forget about me?”
Wen Quan shook his head firmly: “Not at all. We were worried that having acquaintances watching nearby might prevent you from performing at your best, so we temporarily left.”
Wen Qing’er nodded. That sounded about right. She looked at Jiang Li and smiled: “I really should thank you. The director said you came with me, and since I had a hand in finding such a good emperor, the director is willing to arrange a few more scenes for me.”
“Do you have filming tomorrow?”
“No, I don’t have any scenes for the next few days.”
“That’s perfect. We’re going to the amusement park tomorrow. Do you want to come?”
“Yes.”
…
“Time to get up.” Jiang Li woke up Wen Qing’er.
Wen Qing’er was drowsy and thought the alarm was really annoying. She instinctively swiped at her phone, only to find it wasn’t the phone making noise.
She rubbed her eyes, saw Jiang Li, then looked at the hazy sky and let out a big yawn: “Hmm—going to the amusement park this early?”
“No, it’s for morning exercise.”
Wen Qing’er put on her athletic wear and obediently followed Jiang Li for morning exercise.
“Practicing cultivation this early because the whole day’s work depends on the morning, right? I understand that principle.”
“No, we don’t have that saying in our Nine Provinces. Once there was a Unity Stage cultivator who cared about the younger generation and thought they cultivated most efficiently in the early morning, so he firmly held onto the sun, keeping it always in the state of just half-risen.”
“Later he discovered this method didn’t actually improve the younger generation’s cultivation speed.”
“As someone with a Five Elements Spirit Root, if you want to cultivate immortality, you need to put in far more effort than ordinary people. I’m making you get up this early simply because we’re going to the amusement park during the day and won’t have time for cultivation, so we need to squeeze out some time for practice.”
“…”
The longer she spent with Jiang Li, the more Wen Qing’er felt the terror of cultivators. This was the first time she’d heard about artificially creating morning.
“Actually, moving celestial bodies is quite common,” Jiang Li continued.
“When the Celestial Ascension Ladder still existed, there was an immortal senior who firmly believed the Nine Provinces Continent revolved around the sun. To prove his point, he spent every day pushing the Nine Provinces Continent around the sun.”
“What happened later?” Wen Qing’er asked curiously.
“Later he couldn’t defeat the other immortal seniors, so he obediently put the Nine Provinces Continent back in its original position.”
“Does your Nine Provinces Continent not have courses like geography or astronomy?”
Jiang Li thought about it. He hadn’t paid attention before, but now that he considered it, they really didn’t.
“Then are there any legends about being hit by an apple and then comprehending the law of universal gravitation?”
“That one does exist. Legend says the Buddha attained enlightenment under the Bodhi tree, suddenly comprehending Buddhist teachings, with Buddha’s light shining everywhere and promoting the Bodhi tree’s growth. The Bodhi tree bore fruit that fell and hit the Buddha, who incidentally comprehended the law of universal gravitation.”
“But whether it’s true or not is unknown. Many cultivators believe this is the Buddhist Sect polishing their own image.”
“…” Wen Qing’er rubbed her temples. Listening to Jiang Li’s stories always gave her the feeling she hadn’t fully woken up yet.
Jiang Li and Wen Qing’er arrived at the park for morning exercise. Following Jiang Li’s guidance, Wen Qing’er began practicing cultivation earnestly.
After practicing with Wen Qing’er for a while, Jiang Li saw a woman wearing white exercise clothes supporting a roughly seventy-year-old man in traditional Chinese attire. Behind them followed a bodyguard with sharp eyes.
From the way the young woman and the old man walked and their breathing rhythms, they were martial artists.