Chapter 432

Han Paopao: "Wow!"

Ye Hei: "Su Xiao, you actually doubt the Dao Lord?!"

Ye Hei: "Still, thanks. Now we can create the ghost race too. Huh? What the hell is this? I can't understand any of it."

Hu Yifei: "Laughable. Do you even understand the Way of Creation?"

Han Paopao: "Didn't expect this—too happy too soon."

Su Xiao: "Do you think it's still possible for us to learn the Way of Creation now?"

Xiao Mai: "You made a whole batch of dumplings just for a bit of vinegar?"

Bai Suzhen: "The Way of Creation is too difficult. Let's all become Celestial Immortals first, then worry about longevity. Right now, pondering the Way of Creation is just wasting time."

Xiao Bai: "Yes, I agree. Besides, this Famen is just sitting there—it won't fly away."

Rem: "Wow, can the Dao Lord really create the ghost race?"

Zhang Taixuan: "Of course he can."

Rem: "So amazing!"

Rem: "I'm logging off—I need to cultivate magic and defeat the Witch Cult!"

Chat ended.

Rem opened her eyes and saw Ram staring at her with concern.

After chatting for a while, much time had passed.

"Sister, aren't you asleep yet?" Rem felt embarrassed—she'd lost track of time and had to change the subject.

Ram remained unmoved and asked: "What did the group say?"

"It's different—the Ghost Immortal is formed from the soul of a living being, but our ghost race is flesh and blood. Oh!" Rem's face lit up with delight. "Besides that, the Dao Lord gifted me a powerful cultivation art. Sister, I'm going to cultivate first!"

"Cultivate?" Ram frowned in concern. "What if this art has unknown origins and causes problems?"

"It's fine." For some reason, Rem had full confidence in the art she received. She calmed her mind and felt tiny magical spirits dancing around her. As the art activated, the spirits surged toward her, refining her innate talent.

After half an hour, Rem felt a sudden tremor through her body—a gate materialized before her.

Compared to the gate she was born with, this one was far larger, solidly forged, able to withstand hundreds of times more magical impact—her cultivation efficiency shot up like a rocket.

By dawn, Rem had forged twelve gates, and her magical energy had increased nearly a thousandfold—Ram stared at her in stunned silence.

"This… what kind of stroke of luck did my sister get? How did she become this strong all at once?!"

"If that's the case, then the Witch Cult Rem mentioned might really come!"

Ram felt uneasy and wanted to tell their parents.

But then she remembered her age—and her head throbbed.

No adult would listen to a child!

"I just hope the chat group Rem joined can help everyone get through this."

Because they were twins, Ram and Rem were not well-liked in the village.

Even so, she didn't want anyone to get hurt.

Just then, she saw Rem open her eyes, her expression thrilled, fists clenched: "Sister, I've become so strong! When the Witch Cult comes, we'll give them a taste of their own medicine!"

Ram nodded and asked: "Did cultivation cause any problems? Any discomfort?"

"No discomfort at all." Rem marveled. "The Dao Lord is incredible. Sister, I'll transmit the art to you—once you cultivate it too, we'll be equally strong."

"I can too?" Ram froze.

Rem nodded: "Of course. The Dao Lord included a small spell in the art—I'll transmit it to you directly."

She tapped Ram's forehead with one finger—and in the next instant, countless pieces of knowledge flooded into Ram's mind.

Upon encountering this cultivation art, Ram finally realized just how powerful this magical cultivation method truly was.

It was nothing less than a path to godhood.

She never imagined her own sister had received it so easily.

"Rem, doesn't this art have a name?" Ram frowned.

Rem: "Uh… nope. The Dao Lord didn't name it."

"Then what's the Dao Lord's name?" Ram asked.

Rem told her honestly.

Ram pondered, then said: "Since 403 was created by the Dao Lord, why not call it the Taixuan Magic Scripture?"

"Taixuan Magic Scripture?" Rem's eyes sparkled, her expression resolute. "Let's call it the Taixuan Magic Scripture!"

"Sister, you cultivate now—I'll go take care of other things." Rem walked out.

With her strength increased, Rem was brimming with confidence—her past insecurities vanished.

Ram, seeing this, was naturally delighted.

She found a spot, calmed her mind, and deeply contemplated the art, gradually slipping into a meditative state.

Ram's innate talent had always been superior to Rem's—she mastered the art far faster. In an instant, a gate formed before her.

As one magical gate materialized, Ram's cultivation speed accelerated further…

Valley.

Tu Shan Xiaosang saw a Xisui Elixir appear in midair, about to fall to the ground—she leapt instantly and caught it, swallowing it down.

Immediately, a wave of heat surged through her, cleansing her marrow and strengthening her bones.

When the elixir's effects faded, Tu Shan Xiaosang felt her tendons and bones had reached their peak—even tigers and leopards could be easily knocked down by her.

"This elixir was so cheap—and yet so powerful!"

She had sold her Past Amitabha Sutra and suddenly gained five million points; flush with sudden wealth, she'd assumed the Xisui Elixir was cheap—but in truth, it was worth a fortune.