Chapter 20

After all, sages take disciples, not thugs.

Those disciples they take in, they are meant to be taught corresponding cultivation arts, to pass on their own cultivation methods.

As for those powerful lifeforms, their cultivation is already fixed; trying to switch to their sages' arts would be extremely difficult.

In comparison, cultivators at the Xuan Immortal or Jin Xian level find it much easier to switch cultivation arts.

The stronger one is, the harder it is to change cultivation arts.

Moreover, as those strong ones grow stronger, they have already consumed their original innate talent.

Even if they re-cultivate, their essence, qi, and spirit must have suffered great depletion—they lack the driving momentum of those who started weak and grew strong.

Precisely because of this, whether Jie Sect or Chan Sect, the disciples they accept are exceedingly few in number among the strong.

To the sages,

the strong are of no use.

If anyone dares to harm their disciples, they will make the lifeforms of the Primordial World understand how terrifying the power of a sage truly is.

The strong of the Primordial World today have not yet felt the great terror that beneath the sages, all are but ants.

Perhaps only during the great war between the Wu and Yao clans.

When both races unleash the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Array and the Twelve Du Tian Shen Sha Great Array, the world will finally understand just how terrifying the power of the sages truly is.

It is power capable of shattering the Primordial World.

Precisely because of that battle, the Primordial Heaven and Earth shattered, Mount Kunlun collapsed, and the primordial source of the entire Primordial World suffered certain damage.

In later ages, the spiritual energy of the Primordial Heaven and Earth would continuously diminish—that terrible Wu-Yao war was one of the true reasons.

Precisely because of that battle.

The Wu and Yao clans unleashed power at the Hunyuan Daluo level through their respective arrays; though brief, it could not compare to true Hunyuan Daluo.

But it was enough to make all the strong ones of the Primordial Heaven and Earth understand just how terrifying the heavenly dao sages truly were.

Thus, for the Three Pure Ones and other sages, the strong are not important at all.

The primary goal is lifeforms capable of accepting their legacy.

Otherwise, if disciples in their own founded sect do not cultivate their inherited arts, that would be a joke.

This is why disciples of the Chan Sect and Jie Sect are mostly at the Xuan Immortal, even Jin Xian level.

As for cultivators below Xuan Immortal, they are even rarer.

Such cultivators, even if they journey all the way to Mount Kunlun, may or may not perish along the way.

After all, on the Primordial Earth, besides the Wu and Yao clans, there are also ordinary demons—those demons lack sentience, yet their strength is at least at the Tian Xian or Zhen Xian level.

Thus, the lifeforms who journey to Mount Kunlun to become disciples face great danger along the way.

Not to mention, if one lacks sufficient strength, it is utterly impossible to reach Mount Kunlun within a set time.

The entire Primordial World is far too vast.

Even a Daluo cultivator could not possibly survey every corner of the Primordial World.

"Is a Jin Xian breaking through?" Duobao murmured, gazing at the massive spiritual energy cloud, his eyes gleaming.

As a Jin Xian, Duobao knew that such a vast spiritual energy cloud could never be generated by a lifeform below Jin Xian breaking through.

An Xuan Immortal could never withstand such an immense volume of spiritual energy—his body would have burst long ago.

Even a Jin Xian would find absorbing such a massive amount of spiritual energy somewhat strained.

At least, he, Duobao, a direct disciple of the Jie Sect, could not do it.

Thus, Duobao could not be certain of the cultivator's actual cultivation base.

For now, he had noticed something even more alarming: the brutality of the other's cultivation art—this astonishing spiritual energy cloud had nearly emptied the spiritual energy from his surroundings.

Even using the Shangqing Sacred Art passed down by his master Tongtian, he could not compete for it.

This filled Duobao with profound shock.

He was being suppressed.

If the other were a Taiyi Jin Xian, that would be nothing unusual.

The gap between major realms is utterly irreconcilable.

Add to that the other's powerful art, which directly devours spiritual energy across ten million li—it might even be normal.

"Then who is it?" Duobao's eyes held a trace of curiosity.

Clearly, the lifeform devouring so much spiritual energy must be his fellow disciple.

After all, as the sages' sacred domain, no one but a sage's disciple would dare act so brazenly.

Such a method of devouring spiritual energy is rather vile.

Without further thought, Duobao did not hesitate—he instantly transformed into a streak of light and shot swiftly toward the core of the spiritual energy cloud.

Mount Kunlun is the core territory occupied by the Chan Sect.

Blasting Guang Chengzi, clad in a dao robe, was cultivating in his cave.

Suddenly, he noticed the spiritual energy around him vanish in an instant—he opened his eyes in shock.

"What's going on…" Blasting Guang Chengzi's expression darkened slightly.

He stepped out of his cave and saw the sky-obscuring spiritual energy cloud, sensing the astonishing fluctuations within.

Blasting Guang Chengzi's eyes held a trace of astonishment.

"Such a shocking devouring force—and the aura of the Shangqing Sacred Art… Could it be Duobao breaking through?" Blasting Guang Chengzi's face grew grim.

As a direct disciple of the Chan Sect, Blasting Guang Chengzi was the foremost of the Twelve Golden Immortals.

The only one who could rival him was the eldest direct disciple of the Jie Sect, Daoist Duobao.

Between the two, there had long been silent rivalry.

The disciples of the Chan Sect and Jie Sect did not get along well.

He, Blasting Guang Chengzi, certainly did not want to allow the Jie Sect's chief disciple, Daoist Duobao, to surpass him.

Otherwise, not to mention himself, even before his own master, Master Yuanshi Tianzun, it would be rather hard to explain.

"Whether or not, we'll know once we go take a look." Blasting Guang Chengzi drew a deep breath, his figure vanishing in an instant as he flew toward the direction of the spiritual energy cloud.