Chapter 58: Teach Master, I Have Attained the Dao—I

"I never cultivated good karma in life, only loved killing and setting fires."

"Suddenly, the golden rope snapped open; here, the jade lock was severed."

"Tides rise at the banks of the Yellow Springs; today I finally know who I am."

Within the Tai Sha Heavenly Palace, the cosmos swirls, celestial tones echo, and the Dao’s vital energy floats in Luo Fu.

In Universe Bing-6, the newly risen ghost god [Li Lun] felt a brand-new power and resolved to be reborn through death.

Moved by this revelation, He composed a song.

When the song ended, the ghost god [Li Lun] gazed at other universes and laughed heartily:

"Flesh is suffering, the true spirit is immortal!"

"Fellow cultivators, now I have attained the Dao; all past karmic ties are but memories."

"From this day forward, I shall be a true god of the Underworld, titled: Wu Shang Zheng Du Zhen Jun!"

The ghost god [Li Lun], now embodied as a ghost god, reveled in triumph, effortlessly shedding the chains of Hell and walking straight out of Universe Bing-6.

All his followers, upon seeing this, rejoiced without exception.

"The true words our Lord gave us are truly the path to transcendence!"

"Born from death, born from death! The ghost god path has truly been realized!"

"This proves our choice was right."

"Yes! Today, witnessing Li Lun’s transformation into a ghost god and attaining the true Underworld fruit, I sense my own path ahead."

"Me too. My path was once shrouded in fog, always feeling just short. Now that Li Lun has taken this first step, I have found my own direction."

More than a dozen followers rejoiced, gazing at the ghost god Li Lun and offering endless congratulations.

Universe Bing-1.

Fei Mo Yan Qing Zhen Jun sat in Hell, his expression deeply complex.

He watched Li Lun escape the "prison."

His Underworld destiny clung to him, his body radiating boundless green light; though a high-rank ghost god, his aura was far from dark—it was, in fact, radiant and majestic.

This clearly proved one thing: the path of the Underworld ghost god is viable!

"Great Pan Gu, he actually succeeded!"

Fei Mo Yan Qing Zhen Jun scratched his head in frustration.

"Fellow cultivators, I will explain my insights on attaining the Dao later."

"Right now, I must recruit another ally for our cause!"

The ghost god [Li Lun] flew in, beaming as he arrived at Universe Bing-1.

Outside the universe, he circled left three times, then right three times, pushing his aura to its peak, radiating boundless brilliance, as if determined to make sure Fei Mo Yan Qing Zhen Jun saw it all.

"Fei Mo, see that? I’ve become a ghost god—now it’s your turn to honor your promise. Come, join my Chan Sect."

Upon hearing this, Fei Mo Yan Qing Zhen Jun straightened his posture and looked at the ghost god Li Lun.

He glared at him, unimpressed.

"You little brat—are you deliberately mocking me?"

He didn’t succeed early, didn’t succeed late—only now, when I was utterly worn down, did he suddenly succeed.

And then he imitated me, taking the title "Wu Shang Zheng Du Zhen Jun."

If this wasn’t premeditated, I’ll reverse my name: Fei Mo Yan Qing Zhen Jun!

The ghost god Li Lun laughed: "You don’t need to care."

"We all heard your words just now."

"The primordial divine exists in harmony with the Dao. You spoke it aloud—do you intend to renege?"

"Of course, if your Dao is a lie, a delusion, or merely an act like Meng Huai’s, then forget I said anything."

"I am, of course..." Fei Mo Yan Qing Zhen Jun opened his mouth, then sighed: "I’ve fallen for your trick."

"Fine, I join your Youming Sect."

"It’s the Chan Sect."

Li Lun corrected him: "Since our Lord made clear his dislike for the name 'Youming Sect,' we must follow his wishes."

Fei Mo Yan Qing Zhen Jun, seeing Li Lun’s earnest expression, couldn’t help asking: "Li Lun, are you serious?"

"What kind of question is that?"

Li Lun’s face turned solemn: "Now that I’ve become a ghost god, there is no turning back."

"Moreover, the ghost god path is the supreme Dao—this is absolutely correct!"

"My status as a true Underworld god is real." With that, Li Lun released a trace of ghost god aura—no longer as overwhelming as before, but uniquely profound.

For this was his primordial aura!

His primordial essence had already formed a bond with the Underworld, earning its recognition.

This meant that, regardless of his past origins, from this moment on he was wholly and completely a true Underworld god.

"This!"

Fei Mo Yan Qing Zhen Jun’s expression turned grave.

"Fellow cultivator, seize this opportunity."

Li Lun looked at Fei Mo Yan Qing Zhen Jun with deep sincerity: "Among all the restraints, our Lord valued you first. The meaning behind this surely needs no explanation from me."

"Believe me, the Underworld has limitless potential—following our Lord is the only right path."

At this moment, Li Lun no longer displayed the earlier fervor.

His words now carried genuine emotion.

Fei Mo Yan Qing Zhen Jun listened, his heart stirred.

"I understand. Thank you, fellow cultivator."

Seeing this, Li Lun smiled.

"Then I await your success!"

"Now, I must go pay homage to our Lord."

Li Lun turned and walked through the air, crossing layer upon layer of universes until he reached the boundary between inner and outer cosmos.

There, Xiang Xuanqing looked at him with a smiling gaze.

Huang Quan, arms crossed, observed the new Underworld member with keen interest.

"Lord!"

Li Lun flew forward, his aura surging higher and higher until it reached its peak.

"Lord, I’m bloated."

Xiang Xuanqing laughed: "What? Just stepped into the ghost god gate and already thinking of rebellion?"

"Not at all!"

Li Lun quickly shook his head: "In a single moment, I passed from death to life, entering the ghost god path—my power now surpasses my former state."

"Though outwardly calm, inwardly I’m bursting with pride. I seek your guidance."

"Let me truly witness the pinnacle of the ghost god gate."

"Please, teach me, Lord!"

Xiang Xuanqing looked at Li Lun, his eyes filled with appreciation.

"As you wish."

As he spoke, Xiang Xuanqing’s relaxed demeanor gradually vanished.

In Li Lun’s eyes, a majestic, mountain-still and abyss-deep emperor appeared within the cosmos.

Dressed in a black imperial robe, waist-bound with a black-gold imperial sword, crowned with Dai Hengtian’s headdress, a boundless halo hovered behind his head, manifesting all phenomena of the heavens and earth, the void radiating countless lights.

A vast, overwhelming ghost god aura crushed all heavens, utterly dominant.

Before Li Lun could even move, the boundless authority pinned him in place.

His heart trembled in shock—he now truly understood the vast gulf between himself and Xiang Xuanqing.

Li Lun slid forward and knelt at Xiang Xuanqing’s feet.

"Minister Li Lun, prostrates before Fengdou Emperor!"

Li Lun knelt in midair, his movements fluid and seamless, utterly graceful.

"Still bloated?" Xiang Xuanqing smiled.

"No, no!"

Li Lun’s body stiffened; he barely lifted his head, forcing a smile:

"Lord, I was just joking—please, have mercy."

"Rise."

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Note 1: The ghost god Li Lun.

Inspired by the "Classic of Mountains and Seas: Western Mountains": Huaijiang Mountain... To the north overlooks Zhu [Xin Ci]; Gui Li Lun dwells here, the domain of eagles and hawks.

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