Chapter 755

Seeing Ding Huan wanted to make him take the blame for the cosmic pot, Zhuo Rong hurriedly said: "Big Brother, my Sacred Symbol Dao holds the secret of immortality."

After saying this, Zhuo Rong suddenly grew calm.

She had never dared to speak of it before; now that she had, she might as well let it all out.

If the Sacred Symbol Dao didn't reestablish itself now, it would never again have a chance to gain great cosmic fortune.

It had been dragged out year after year; she was simply too low in cultivation to establish a sect alone—otherwise, she would have done it herself long ago.

Ding Huan blinked: "The secret of immortality?"

Since she had already spoken, Zhuo Rong no longer hesitated: "Yes. Big Brother should know that sages have nine transformations, right?"

Ding Huan nodded; he had heard of it from Xing Jia, otherwise he wouldn't have known sages had nine transformations.

Though the Dao of Forgetting was gone, most of the knowledge he gained from the hide scrolls was below the level of sages.

Zhuo Rong continued: "Even when the Tianzhi of Dunyi Divine Realm was intact, no one could cultivate beyond the sixth transformation, let alone now."

Yet a nine-transformation sage cannot achieve immortality; true immortal sages are those beyond the ninth transformation—known as the Three Immortal Realms: the Realm of Dao-Creating Sage, the Realm of World-Deriving Sage, and the Realm of Creation-Bringing Sage.

Only sages who have entered the Three Immortal Realms can coexist with heaven and earth, sharing existence with the universe.

Ding Huan thought of Xing Jia, that old rascal—he had hidden the truth about immortal sage realms. Clearly, this old man had once been an immortal sage himself.

Zhuo Rong's tone grew slightly urgent, revealing her own longing for the immortal sage realm:

"Big Brother, though I don't know your name or where you're from, the fact that you dared to strike down the first genius of Jia Baihe Sword Dao proves you're the person I've been seeking."

"To enter the immortal sage realm, you cannot remain in Dunyi Divine Realm forever. Even before the cosmic calamity, this place could never grant the path to immortality."

Ding Huan understood roughly: "So you mean your Sacred Symbol Dao has a place where one can attain the immortal sage realm?"

"Yes. My Sacred Symbol Dao possesses an Immortal Great Symbol—unknown to anyone except me, its sole inheritor. If Big Brother is willing to rebuild the Sacred Symbol Dao with me, I will take you to the Immortal Great Symbol."

Zhuo Rong watched Ding Huan anxiously; if he intended to kill her and claim the Immortal Great Symbol alone, she would immediately self-terminate.

Ding Huan fell silent, then asked after a long while: "You're willing to bring a stranger like me to rebuild the Sacred Symbol Dao—why not focus on cultivation until you're strong enough to do it yourself?"

Zhuo Rong gave a self-deprecating smile: "My Sacred Symbol Dao's founding ancestor was Yue Jinya. He once said that the cosmic fortune is a fixed quantity."

"All fortune is granted only to those who strive for it, to sects and individuals who fight for it—if you don't fight, fortune will leave you."

Though I've never left Dunyi Divine Realm, from the ancestral records left by my sect's founders, I can sense that Dunyi Divine Realm is that lucky divine realm."

After the great cosmic calamity, most star continents will collapse and dissolve into dust. Any divine realm that survives such a calamity must be a realm of great cosmic fortune.

In such a realm of great cosmic fortune, if you establish a sect or leave behind your legacy, you will surely receive the blessing of the vast cosmic fortune.

Once I rebuild the Sacred Symbol Dao, its cosmic fortune will surge immediately.

Otherwise, not only will the Sacred Symbol Dao vanish into the dust of the cosmos, but even the Immortal Great Symbol will flee and disappear."

Ding Huan looked at Zhuo Rong—he didn't believe she, only at the World God realm, could know so much about cosmic fortune.

"Zhuo Rong, if I'm not mistaken, your urgency to rebuild the Sacred Symbol Dao is indeed as you say—to seize cosmic fortune—but there's another crucial thing you haven't mentioned, isn't there?"

Ding Huan spoke calmly; if Zhuo Rong didn't reveal it, he wouldn't either.

But he didn't deny her claim about seizing fortune—he wondered if he could establish his own Blue Star Sect.

This kind of fortune truly exists only if you fight for it—no fight, no fortune.

Regarding the cosmic calamity, he knew more than Zhuo Rong—after all, he still held a know-it-all imprisoned in his world.

Zhuo Rong bowed deeply: "Yes. If I rebuild the Sacred Symbol Dao, my ancestral master will gain supreme cosmic fortune and ascend to a higher level."

"But this doesn't conflict with us—once my ancestral master ascends, we both will benefit."

Ding Huan said coolly: "Is your ancestral master Yue Jinya still alive?"

Zhuo Rong replied firmly: "My ancestral master must still be alive. Back then, he and Quan, the Dao Ancestor, were the two strongest in Dunyi Divine Realm."

"If Quan hadn't been so selfish and forcibly seized control of Dunyi Divine Realm, my ancestral master wouldn't have used the Immortal Great Symbol to leave."

Ding Huan cultivated the Great Cosmic Art and understood cosmic fortune and heavenly principles better than Zhuo Rong.

Hearing this, he already understood what had happened.

If he helped Zhuo Rong rebuild the Sacred Symbol Dao—even as its sect master—the vast cosmic fortune would still center on Yue Jinya, the sect's Dao Ancestor, and he would merely be an assistant.

It was like when he left the Three Divine Lands and asked Emperor Hou Hen to help establish the Blue Star Sect.

If one day he truly faced Yue Jinya face to face in the cosmos, he would clearly be beneath him.

How could Ding Huan possibly agree to that?

But he couldn't abandon the Immortal Great Symbol.

"Zhuo Rong, you know my cultivation level isn't high. Let's suppose we rebuild the Sacred Symbol Dao—wouldn't we have to announce it throughout Dunyi Divine Realm?"

Ding Huan asked gently.

Zhuo Rong nodded; it was inevitable—not only must they announce it to Dunyi Divine Realm, but they must use Dao Words.

If Dunyi Divine Realm recognized the sect, the Dao Words would spread to every corner; if it didn't recognize the sect, the Dao Words couldn't even be sent out.

Seeing Zhuo Rong didn't deny it, Ding Huan continued: "You told me before that the Sacred Symbol Dao was destroyed by Jia Baihe Sword Dao."

"If our announcement of the Sacred Symbol Dao's rebirth goes out, what do you think Jia Baihe Sword Dao will do first?"

Zhuo Rong was left speechless by Ding Huan's question.

Ding Huan explained for her: "I'm certain Jia Baihe Sword Dao will immediately come to the Sacred Symbol Dao and slaughter every last member, erasing it once more."

There's a saying: 'Cut the grass but don't remove the roots, and the wind will bring it back.' You and I both know this—why do you think Jia Baihe Sword Dao doesn't?"

Zhuo Rong remained silent.

"So I can't rebuild the Sacred Symbol Dao?" Zhuo Rong seemed to be asking Ding Huan, or perhaps just speaking in despair.

But Ding Huan changed the subject: "Not necessarily. I believe the Sacred Symbol Dao can still be rebuilt—just not in the way you're thinking."

Zhuo Rong's eyes lit up as she looked at Ding Huan.

Ding Huan revealed his plan: "Zhuo Rong, I also intend to establish my own sect—the Blue Star Sect."

"I came out to find a location. If you're willing, I can make the Sacred Symbol Dao the first hall of the Blue Star Sect—what do you think?"

"This..."

Zhuo Rong froze; she felt something was off, but she couldn't articulate it.

"Zhuo Rong, your age isn't that great, is it? Under the circumstances of your sect's destruction, how hard must it have been to reach World God?"

"As long as you join my Blue Star Sect, I guarantee you can attain Sainthood in the shortest possible time. As for your future achievements, I can't promise anything—that depends entirely on you."

Hearing Ding Huan's words, Zhuo Rong felt he was tempting her to do something.

But everything Ding Huan said was exactly what she wanted.

Why had she rebuilt the Holy Rune Dao? Wasn't it to gain cosmic fortune and enhance her own strength?

Ding Huan's tone remained calm and unhurried: "Zhuo Rong, there's a saying: if a man does not cultivate himself, heaven and earth will destroy him. You've labored to rebuild the Holy Rune Dao, proving you are a person of emotion and righteousness."

"Now, by joining the Holy Rune Dao to my Blue Star Sect, you still fulfill great loyalty to the Holy Rune Dao—and great righteousness for yourself."

Ding Huan did not believe Zhuo Rong was a person of emotion and righteousness.

From the very beginning, when Zhuo Rong said, "We cultivators seek only to settle grudges and pursue eternal life—who cares about others?"

He had known that although she claimed to rebuild the Holy Rune Dao for those reasons, the greater motive was likely herself.

That was normal; no one acts without self-interest.

So he founded the Blue Star Sect; she joined the Holy Rune Dao to the Blue Star Sect; their interests aligned, each gaining what they needed.

Zhuo Rong was decisive; after hearing Ding Huan's words, she fell to her knees after only a brief silence:

"Zhuo Rong bows before the Sect Master. From today onward, Zhuo Rong is a disciple of the Blue Star Sect, and will never betray it for all eternity."

Decisive, Ding Huan silently praised.

This woman, upon realizing she could not rebuild the Holy Rune Dao alone, made the best possible choice in the shortest time.

Ding Huan swept his hand across his face, revealing his true appearance: "This is my real face. My original name is Ding Huan. Since we've reached an agreement, let's go to the Holy Rune Dao first."

"I give you this ring. Your cultivation is too low—hurry and raise it. Also, once the Blue Star Sect is established, you will be the Sect Master of the Holy Rune Hall."

Ding Huan was going to the Holy Rune Dao to assess whether the sect's location was suitable; if not, he didn't necessarily need its original site.

"Yes." Zhuo Rong took the ring, scanned it with her spiritual sense, and immediately froze in shock.

Inside were four supreme-grade spiritual veins, one chaotic spiritual vein, and twenty million superior-grade spiritual crystals.

Although many had entered after the Spiritual Vein Struggle, only a select few had managed to claim a chaotic spiritual vein.

This was the first time she had ever received so many cultivation resources—enough, surely, to carry her to the Union God Realm.

She had been right not to misjudge him: Ding Huan had killed Ji Bucheng in the Chaos Region and remained there for ten years—he was no ordinary person.

The Cosmic Cauldron continued toward the Holy Rune Dao. Ding Huan asked again: "Why did the Jia Baihe Sword Dao destroy the Holy Rune Dao?"

This question was vital; otherwise, he might be attacked in his sleep by the Jia Baihe Sword Dao and not even know why.