Chapter 221: 221. Chapter 218: Why Should I Accommodate Others

221. Chapter 218: Why Should I Accommodate Others

"Sister Yuhe, wait for me in West Wind City. The city lord of West Wind City counts as my friend—you can have him take you to stay at my place."

After exchanging greetings with Sang Yuhe, Ding Huan stepped onto his Farewell Spear and headed for Hidden Jianshan.

The open-mouthed bottle's space was a bit small; he wanted to see if he could compress the restrictions and use this one-zhang range of space to collect more toxic fog.

Hidden Jianshan was as always—shrouded in toxic fog, not even half a glimpse of the mountain body visible.

Unlike last time when he still had to be cautious, this time Ding Huan charged into Hidden Jianshan without a care.

Before he created the Grand Cosmos Art, the toxic fog here he could only neutralize the poison within.

If it were a small range, it would certainly be fine. But under long-term erosion by this toxic fog, he couldn't thoroughly neutralize the toxic fog invading his body, causing his fleshly body to become poisoned.

Now Ding Huan could completely absorb the vital energy within the toxic fog while breaking the poison out.

This time Ding Huan didn't head toward the cosmic vortex direction—there's a big shot hidden there, and if that old fellow caught him, it would be bad.

But that cosmic vortex...

Ding Huan stopped and looked toward the direction of the cosmic vortex; he suddenly felt this vortex still had use for him.

If he killed Elder He, then he would inevitably have to establish his own sect in Purple Xia Valley, passing down a simplified version of his Grand Cosmos Art.

The cultivation system of the Grand Cosmos Art isn't Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, True Core, Nascent Soul, Void God...

If that's the case, then he would need to borrow this place again to modify his cultivation method.

Changing the rule system of the Grand Cosmos Art to match the cultivation realms of the Triple Heaven Star Land, such as Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, True Core, and so on.

Thinking of this, Ding Huan frowned slightly.

Was it because the Grand Cosmos Art he created wasn't as layered as the cultivation methods of this Triple Heaven Star Land?

Or was it because few people knew the cultivation method he created, so it had to align with mainstream cultivation methods?

This made him uncomfortable—clearly his self-created cultivation method system and its power were stronger than this world's cultivation method system, yet he still had to align with the weaker one.

Otherwise, when his sect's people went out and others asked about their cultivation, it would all be Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, and such.

His disciples going out would be talking about Stardust and Nebula and such.

Obviously they'd be mocked, and people would think everyone in his sect was a ragtag bunch.

The more Ding Huan thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt; the more uncomfortable he felt, the more he couldn't help thinking about it.

At this moment, he even forgot what he came here to do—he came to collect the toxic fog of Hidden Jianshan, not to think about things that hadn't even taken shape yet.

Standing in this toxic fog thinking for a full three days, the toxins condensed by the Grand Cosmos Art around Ding Huan had already piled up.

On the fourth day he finally jolted awake—was this qi deviation?

Ding Huan looked toward Ji Xinting's direction—could it be that he had just been influenced by that old fellow?

However, his Grand Cosmos Art was completely free of anyone's control—it was a cultivation method he himself had uniquely created.

Thinking about how he had just been carefully trying to avoid Ji Xinting, that old fellow, Ding Huan suddenly felt there was absolutely no need.

If the other party really could do anything to him, he wouldn't have gotten away last time.

Once his mind cleared, Ding Huan's whole person became incomparably transparent. He no longer had the slightest scruple—bursting into laughter, followed by a long howl.

Afraid of what?

Since he had created his own Grand Cosmos Art and founded his own sect's legacy, on what basis should he modify his cultivation method realm system?

In the future, all disciples in his sect would cultivate branches of the Grand Cosmos Art, without exception.

What does it matter if Triple Heaven Star Land doesn't acknowledge it? They cultivate their cultivation method system, he cultivates his own.

In other words, you walk your single-plank bridge, I walk my broad road.

Let's just see in the future whether his Grand Cosmos Art influences the heaven and earth rules of Triple Heaven Star Land, or whether Triple Heaven's original cultivation rules influence his Grand Cosmos Art.

Who can be sure that in the future, the cultivation levels of the entire Triple Heaven Star Land can't all be replaced with the realm system created by him, Ding Huan?

"This little friend, last time I did indeed harbor some ill will toward you—I apologize to you. If you're willing, we can chat a bit more."

Just as Ding Huan's mood was at its most heroic, an abrupt voice came.

Ding Huan wasn't surprised at all—it was Ji Xinting, that old fellow, again.

He had just caused such a huge commotion; it was normal for the other party to know he had come.

Originally Ding Huan didn't plan to go to this cosmic vortex location.

Now he had to go, because as long as he founded his own great Dao legacy, he had to claim Hidden Jianshan for himself.

When sect disciples cultivate, they must have a place where they can sense the vast starry sky.

Hidden Jianshan was the best place for his new sect to sense the vast starry sky.

He himself also needed to go to this place to comprehend new cultivation methods—what could Ji Xinting, a half-dead fellow, do to him?

Right now his Nebula was complete, about to step into the next stage. Coming to Hidden Jianshan, he could just borrow this vortex connecting to the cosmos to comprehend the next great Dao level—wasn't this perfect?

Ding Huan no longer hesitated; his figure flashed as he charged toward the location of the cosmic vortex where he had comprehended the Grand Cosmos Art.

Before he reached the cosmic vortex location, he already saw Ji Xinting.

Compared to two years ago, Ji Xinting wasn't much better—seemingly even more listless.

"I apologize to you. Last time I wanted to ask you to save me, so I thought about subduing you.

It's not that I harbored ill will, but rather my way of doing things led me to make that choice. You might as well consider me someone who's been arrogant for too long and hasn't changed yet..."

Ji Xinting's voice came. Ding Huan didn't move—he still needed to advance a bit further before he could sense the scene of the vast void from the cosmic vortex.

So at this moment, Ding Huan was calculating whether he himself was in danger.

After a round of calculation, Ding Huan breathed a sigh of relief—he wasn't in danger.

That is to say, what Ji Xinting, that old fellow, said might really be true, and he wouldn't continue to make a move against him.

"Also, I need to thank you. You learned of my identity and didn't leak me out. This is why I thank you.

Otherwise, I don't know how many people would try every possible way to come here and kill me... I still don't know your name—please tell me."

Ji Xinting's words of gratitude came through once again.

Ding Huan heard them and paid them no attention at all. To bare his heart to someone like Ji Xinting—did he think his death wasn't coming fast enough?

He and Ji Xinting could never become friends; between the two of them there was only one possibility, and that was a transaction.

Moreover, such a transaction had to be built on the premise that neither side would go back on it.

Seeing that Ji Xinting was about to say more, Ding Huan waved a hand:

"My name is Ding Huan, Old Ji. Even if you know it, it's useless—I won't give you the chance to kill me.

If you have anything else to say, wait until later. I need to first comprehend my technique; I might even be able to break through."

Hearing Ding Huan's words, Ji Xinting also nodded in approval and said:

"Good. Your technique is truly extraordinary; it seems to be something you comprehended yourself. I can feel that the technique you've comprehended is vast and boundless, yet I cannot glimpse its mysteries."

Ding Huan paid the fellow no heed. He walked forward several zhang more, then stopped beside the giant boulder that had been blasted apart by lightning arcs the last time.

The first thing he did upon stopping was to pull out a pile of formation flags and begin laying out a formation.

A defensive formation was certainly needed; an offensive formation couldn't be omitted; and a trigger formation was the top priority—to keep Ji Xinting from making a move against him.

After that came a spirit-gathering formation and an external-trap formation, the latter meant to prevent anyone from sneaking up on him, and instead trap the ambusher—whether person or magic treasure—inside.

Too bad he didn't know how to set up a teleportation formation; otherwise, he would definitely have laid one down.

Although he couldn't move, Ji Xinting could still clearly sense Ding Huan's use of formations.

How long had it been? Ding Huan could actually lay out a fifth-tier grand formation now—was he trying to defy the heavens? Such aptitude for the Dao of Formations…

After thinking for a moment, Ding Huan once again pulled out the spirit vein he had obtained from Chang Qi's ring and tossed it down at his feet.

After doing all this, Ding Huan felt he could begin deducing the next step of his technique.

Sitting atop the spirit vein, the Great Cosmos Art circulated. Ding Huan's divine sense seeped into the cosmic vortex, and his entire being was drawn into the vast cosmos before his eyes.

At this moment, he was the cosmos itself; his Dao formed a tiny speck of stardust within this cosmos of his own, opening up this great Dao universe.

From that tiny speck of stardust, twelve clusters of nebula slowly condensed out.

The foundation of his great Dao had been that single tiny speck of stardust at the very beginning; as his cultivation rose, his foundation became nebulae.

This still wasn't enough—nebulae could not bear the great Dao he would continue to develop.

His nebulae had to condense out a new foundation once again…

Ding Huan's great Dao concepts, along with his comprehension of the vast starry cosmos, merged together through this cosmic vortex.

Ji Xinting, not far off, couldn't lift his head. He could sense layer upon layer of boundless great Dao auras circling around Ding Huan.

This time, without the obstruction of the natural formation within the giant boulder, he felt it even more clearly.

He was horrified to discover that the Dao of this kid cultivating right in front of him was like a boundless cosmos, and this kid could actually control his own cosmos.

As this kid's great Dao continued to grow stronger, that boundless cosmos also slowly perfected itself, then gradually expanded…

What great Dao was this?

Ji Xinting was scared stiff. He, Ji Xinting, was after all recognized by the Cultivation World of the Triple Heaven Star Land as the number-one powerhouse.

Yet he felt that comparing his own Dao to Ding Huan's was like the difference between a firefly and the bright moon.

No—the difference would only be greater than that.

At this very moment, he sensed the aura on Ding Huan change once more. It seemed as if, within the cosmos that had originally been expanding calmly, violent fluctuations had begun to arise, and the momentum around Ding Huan surged along with it.

The cosmos was still that same cosmos—only vaster and more magnificent.

I must cultivate this technique. Ji Xinting was shouting inside. At this moment, his longing for the technique Ding Huan was cultivating reached its peak.

……

Boom!

Within Ding Huan's dantian, the twelve clusters of nebula merged together under the great Dao technique, forming the embryonic shape of a star mountain.

Intense great Dao vitality swirled around the star mountain, and the spiritual energy from the spirit vein beneath Ding Huan's feet was drawn away as if a sluice gate had been opened.

Ding Huan's aura climbed continuously, his true essence increasing tenfold.