Chapter 281: A World Where Everyone Can Cultivate?

And just as A Qi was sweating like rain, being forced by Gu Yuan to cultivate.

Gu Xuan Ce's side finally had some movement.

"Young master, a great discovery!"

Gu Xuan Ce didn't even bother with courtesy, found Gu Yuan, laid out those metal plates engraved with mechanical patterns in a line, and tapped with his fingertip at one extremely concealed node,

"This formation pattern is not only rough, but most importantly…… there's a problem!"

Gu Yuan's gaze dropped.

Those formation patterns were completely different from the flowing, natural runes of the Primeval Immortal Realm that emphasized the Dao; they displayed an absolutely rational angle, exuding a cold texture.

I've dismantled all those third- and fourth-tier crystal cores; I've basically figured out the underlying logic.

Gu Xuan Ce swallowed saliva, speaking extremely fast: "They are indeed compressing spiritual energy, but not only that. Within these crystal cores lies a set of reverse-feedback formation patterns. Simply put, it's 'bloodletting'."

He picked up a fragment of a fifth-tier crystal core, tracing on it with his finger:

"Low-level cultivators spend a fortune to buy crystal cores, implant them at the back of the head; the spiritual energy inside forcibly rushes through the meridians, helping them break through realms, but at the instant of breakthrough, the purest thread of life origin within the cultivator's body is silently siphoned away by this reverse formation pattern, sent back to that giant spirit-gathering array in the universe."

Gu Xuan Ce snorted repeatedly: "On the surface it's granting power, but in fact it not only destroys all the cultivators' paths, cuts off any future chance of breakthrough, and puts life and death under the control of the spirit-gathering array. This turns the planet's cultivators into living resources; the higher their cultivation, the more origin is siphoned away."

Gu Yuan looked at the formation board on the table, silent.

This formation pattern design is extremely malicious, yet exquisitely clever.

It completely discards cultivators' insight into the Great Dao; as long as one lives under the conglomerate's rules, it enables everyone to cultivate immortality.

"Anyway, setting aside this heinous bloodletting mechanism,"

Gu Xuan Ce shifted the topic, his eyes flashing with pure fervor for formation arts,

"This formation that solely pursues energy conversion, completely ignoring the Dao's rhythm, is nothing short of a genius conception…… If we could master this formation, remove those backdoors, and integrate it into our Heavenly Stellar Dipper Grand Array……"

He took a deep breath and announced a number: "The spiritual energy conversion rate is…… perhaps even ten percent more than I thought!"

With an additional ten percent……

That is, at least thirty percent!

Gu Yuan, hearing this, had a slight flicker in his eyes.

Increasing the conversion rate by thirty percent means, for the Gu family's plan to relocate to the Three Thousand Provinces, it could save the lives of several Jue Dian Immortal Kings.

But this…… Gu Yuan already knew.

His thoughts drifted past the wasteland of the Heavenly Pivot Source Realm, past the cloud seas of the Primeval Immortal Realm, and sank into the perfect great world gestating deep within his dantian.

Why can't ordinary people cultivate in the myriad worlds?

Because of spiritual roots.

Because of innate Dao bodies.

This is an unchanging iron law of the cultivation world.

Without that key, even if ordinary people soak in a sea of spiritual energy, they can only be long-lived mortals, unable to draw energy into their bodies or embark on the path to transcendence.

But…… this world has accomplished what even the Primeval Immortal Realm cannot.

Everyone can cultivate.

They used crystal cores to forcibly build bridges, allowing those whose innate Dao bodies have degenerated into trash to gain extraordinary power.

Whether they first abandoned their Dao bodies or never had them to begin with…… that doesn't matter.

What if we applied this logic that ignores aptitude and forcibly infuses energy to our own inner world?

If, in his inner world, the life that will be born in the future…… could all cultivate as well.

What would happen then?

Would it be universal cultivation, with the strong continually emerging?

Or would each individual be thinking of defying heaven?

Gu Yuan did not know.

This is likewise a brand-new path, a road of world creation never before imagined by predecessors.

Everyone can cultivate!

Gu Yuan stood up, swept his wide sleeve, and stored all the remnants of the formation board on the table into his storage ring.

"Uncle Xuan Ce, this analysis is very valuable."

Gu Yuan's tone was calm, giving no hint of inner turmoil,

"I will go into seclusion for a while to deduce some things. During this time, you just need to keep an eye on matters at the Ancient Immortal Sect, and make sure that guy called A Qi doesn't die."

Gu Xuan Ce was calculating how to modify the foundation of the Heavenly Stellar Dipper Grand Array; hearing this, he gave a perfunctory nod:

"Young master, go ahead with your seclusion; I'll continue researching formations, and incidentally look after that kid."

Gu Yuan said no more, turned and walked into the depths of the secret chamber; the heavy alloy door slowly lowered, cutting off all qi.

Gu Xuan Ce scratched his messy hair, turned and walked out of the room.

His mind is now full of formation pattern deductions; he has no leisure to act as a nursemaid for that wasteland ruffian.

He went straight to the training room where A Qi was.

A Qi was soaking in the murky medicinal liquid tub, gritting his teeth to endure the pain of the medicinal power scouring his meridians.

Seeing Gu Xuan Ce enter, he hastily tried to rise and salute.

"Alright, don't fuss."

Gu Xuan Ce waved his hand, casually tossed a storage bag over, which hit the edge of the iron tub,

"The young master is in seclusion, and I too must go into seclusion to study formations. You can practice the medicinal pills and cultivation methods inside yourself. If the sky falls or someone tries to kill you, shout my name loudly."

Having said that, this formation-obsessed madman walked away without looking back, leaving A Qi alone, dazed in the medicine tub.

"Young master? Seclusion?"

A Qi grabbed the storage bag, his mind turning several times before digesting the information.

Those two lofty immortals—do they not care about him anymore?

He cautiously crawled out of the medicine tub, put on his clothes, and walked to the door of the secret chamber.

The alloy door was tightly shut, no sound escaped.

After confirming that the two had truly entered deep seclusion, A Qi let out a long sigh of turbid air.

All along, the great mountain weighing on his head, that feeling of suffocation that could at any moment be discarded or erased.

At this moment, it vanished briefly.

He glanced at the storage bag in his hand, which held resources sufficient for him to cultivate to an extremely high realm.

But he did not, as usual, immediately return to the medicine tub to continue that agony worse than death.

"I've already reached the third realm; in immortal's terms... I already have Purple Mansion cultivation."

A Qi muttered to himself, clenched his fists, feeling the surging power within, "I've struggled this long... taking a break won't hurt."

Cultivation is too painful.

The pain of those medicinal liquids seeping into his marrow—he never wants to endure it again in his lifetime.

The outside world is wonderful.

A Qi secured the storage bag close to his body, pushed open the training room door, and strode out of the air-raid shelter.

At the end of the passage, Tie Tu was leading his men in taking stock of supplies.

Seeing A Qi emerge, Tie Tu immediately stopped what he was doing and respectfully lowered his head.

"Sect Master, you've left seclusion." Tie Tu's tone was flawless.

A Qi looked at this once lofty black-market overlord, now bowing and scraping before him like a servant, and the pride long suppressed in his heart began to grow wildly.

The immortals are gone; here, he is heaven.