Chapter 1900

Especially the description of the benefits after successful cultivation made Zhu Houzhao's eyes gleam.

Immortality!

This was the pursuit of every emperor throughout history!

Although true qi realm cultivators cannot achieve immortality, the extended lifespan is already extraordinarily long.

To Zhu Houzhao, what difference does it make from immortality?

"What is this?" Zhu Houzhao turned to Lin Pingzhi, his eyes filled with questions.

Lin Pingzhi smiled: "This is a cultivation method written casually by a Dao Lord's friend. Once mastered, one person alone can suppress the entire world—let alone if everyone in the world possesses thousands of jin of strength, even if it were ten times more, what then?"

Zhu Houzhao nodded repeatedly: "The National Teacher speaks truly."

"Moreover, in the future, this sword art can be spread throughout the world."

Lin Pingzhi added.

Zhu Houzhao frowned: "Such a divine art can be spread throughout the world? I wonder what the National Teacher intends?"

Lin Pingzhi sighed deeply and said: "Your Majesty, and all of you, probably do not understand the strength hierarchy of worlds—let me explain it to you."

"Worlds, like cultivators, have tiers of strength."

"Our world is a small thousand-world; even with utmost effort, the strongest can only reach the Jin Xian realm. The world's limit is fixed, beyond human alteration."

"Above it lies the middle thousand-world. In such worlds, the strong can cultivate to the Taiyi Jin Xian realm. Taiyi Jin Xian exists in harmony with the Dao; as long as the world endures, so does the Taiyi. Even those with great fortune may glimpse the mystery of the Daluo, transcending the world."

"Above that lies the great thousand-world. In such worlds, the strong can cultivate to the Daluo, Hunyuan Jin Xian, and Hunyuan Daluo Jin Xian realms. Only those who reach such realms can be called top-tier figures among the myriad worlds—like the goddesses Nüwa and Houtu in myth, who dwell in the Hunyuan Daluo Jin Xian realm."

The crowd sat stunned, silent for a long while before finally regaining their composure.

Zhu Houzhao asked: "National Teacher, is your intention to spread martial arts throughout the world because doing so will elevate the world's tier?"

Lin Pingzhi nodded: "Your Majesty is indeed astute. Our world is a small thousand-world, and even it has an end. Even if I provide you with elixirs and cultivation methods, you will still struggle to reach the Jin Xian realm before the world's demise."

"And even if you become a Jin Xian, what then?"

"When the world collapses, won't we perish along with it? Do you, having cultivated immortal bodies, truly wish to die?"

He gazed down at the ministers.

"Do you not agree?"

The ministers nodded, echoing Lin Pingzhi's thoughts.

As Lin Pingzhi said—did they truly wish to endure the arduous path to immortality, only to wait for the world's end and die with it?

Lin Pingzhi shifted tone: "But if the world's tier rises, the situation changes. If our world becomes a middle thousand-world or a great thousand-world, we may attain the Daluo Jin Xian realm. Then, even if the world perishes, we can leave it and seek new worlds in the chaos to cultivate—wouldn't that be far better than being trapped within a dying world?"

Zhu Houzhao nodded: "Then let it be done as the National Teacher advises. Spreading the Tai Xuan Divine Incantation and the true qi martial path must be done without delay!"

"I second that!"

"I concur!"

Lin Pingzhi nodded, gave orders, and distributed the reversed Biexie Sword Art.

Since people must be tasked, they must be rewarded.

As for the loyalty or treachery of court ministers, Lin Pingzhi did not care.

Whether loyal or treacherous, as long as the task is accomplished, that is enough.

Even if he disliked the court ministers, could he cultivate a new batch and guarantee they were all loyal?

It would be nothing more than changing the broth but not the medicine.

He was no longer a youth; he held few illusions about human nature.

…

The Great Ming Dynasty appeared bloated, long past its prime.

Yet when the court ministers united as one, the dynasty still unleashed astonishing power, achieving extraordinary efficiency.

At this moment, no one dared shirk duty or neglect governance.

In less than half a month, the Tai Xuan Divine Incantation spread across the entire world, allowing the common people to witness its benefits firsthand.

Only after seeing the incantation's benefits did the people realize—the imperial court had not built Daoist temples for no reason, but because they had witnessed the Dao Lord's boundless divine power and erected temples nationwide.

Instantly, the populace flooded toward the Daoist temples, eager to offer incense to the Dao Lord.

At this moment, the people were more united than ever before.

For no other reason!

They had witnessed tangible benefits!

Reversing old age, curing all illnesses, restoring lost limbs…

Could other temples or Daoist shrines' deities accomplish these?

Even the monks and Daoist Priests of former temples and shrines switched their faith, becoming the most loyal followers of the Tai Xuan Daoist temples.

When Zhu Houzhao performed the Heaven Sacrifice to honor the Tai Xuan Ancestor, not a single voice of opposition arose.

Upon the Altar of Heaven.

Zhu Houzhao stood facing the wind, inserting the incense and candles, yet received no blessing from the Dao Lord—he felt a pang of disappointment and turned to Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi said calmly: "The Dao Lord is occupied with countless affairs; naturally, he has no time. But one great immortal will come—do not be disappointed."

At that moment, heavenly flowers rained down, golden lotuses surged from the earth.

Above the void, figures of heavenly maidens appeared, radiant divine light enveloping Jiuzhou, allowing the people of central lands to witness miracles.

The visitor was naturally Su Xiao, who loved to join in the commotion.

To a small thousand-world, a quasi-sage was an entity they could never hope to court; the world itself stirred up extraordinary phenomena to welcome the arrival.

Su Xiao sent a single thought through the void; with a flick of her thought, she transformed boundless chaotic energy into spiritual energy and poured it into the world's Earth—immediately, the spiritual energy revived.

On the Altar of Heaven, Zhu Houzhao and the others directly received the benefit of spiritual energy flooding their dantians, their cultivation bases surging upward.

Su Xiao's strength was far from supreme within the chat group.

In this world, he was already a god among gods, an immortal among immortals; enhancing the strength of Zhu Houzhao and others was naturally an easy matter.

In just a moment, the strange phenomena faded away.

Lin Pingzhi felt his strength had reached the peak of the Five Elements realm, undergoing a transformative change.

Zhu Houzhao and the others were naturally the same.

Their strength surged to the peak of the True Qi realm, gaining the power to crush cities and destroy nations.

"Grand Preceptor, this journey has truly been a blessed fortune!" Zhu Houzhao sighed. "In just an instant, we've saved decades of arduous cultivation."

Lin Pingzhi smiled: "Naturally. Master Su is a quasi-sage, his divine powers boundless, unlike ordinary beings."

Zhu Houzhao was no longer the ignorant youth of old; he naturally understood the quasi-sage realm, and now asked: "Why not add another statue of Master Su inside the Dao Lord's temple?"

Lin Pingzhi nodded: "That would be excellent."