"Your sect’s prodigy can make others comprehend Dao Rhyme?!"

Hong Jing cried out, his voice trembling slightly.

He was aghast, and beside him, Su Lingya was even more shaken to her core, lost and bewildered.

At this moment, she realized she had spoken too soon.

’He can make someone directly comprehend the rhyme... Actually, I could have humbled myself too...’

Gazing at Yi Yunya as she slowly ascended, Su Lingya dug her fingernails into her palms until they turned white. A flush of intense envy burned across her pale face.

The scene before her was too much of a shock.

It was the same for Ning Yunlu on the other side. By now, her disdain for Yi Yunya had vanished like smoke, replaced by a profound shock.

When she looked at Zhong Ming, her gaze was filled with a sense of helplessness.

’A Cultivator should have pride and not bow their head to others so easily. That’s not wrong. After all, cultivation is a personal journey.’ 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

’But some people... they’re just beyond common sense.’

...

For a Cultivator, Dao Rhyme is exceptionally important. In a way, it could even be called the proof of Foundation Establishment.

Only those who comprehend the rhyme have a chance to forge a Dao Foundation. Those who cannot will be trapped in the Qi Cultivation realm for their entire lives.

Furthermore, the further one progresses in cultivation, the more important Dao Rhyme becomes. It is the paved road to Ascension.

Zhong Ming enabling Yi Yunya to comprehend Dao Rhyme with a single point of his finger was nearly equivalent to personally pushing her onto the Immortal Path. No Cultivator who understood what this meant could remain calm.

And soon, they connected this to Zhong Ming’s Talent. This, in turn, led to a series of sharp intakes of breath from Han Yu, Yan Chen, and the others.

"Zhong Ming will definitely become a Great Cultivator... HISS... Don’t tell me Yi Yunya will be led all the way to the Golden Core realm without having to do a thing!"

"..."

Not becoming strong through one’s own bitter cultivation, but by being led by another—at first, it sounded like a fantasy. But looking at Zhong Ming’s display, they couldn’t utter a single word of refutation.

Besides, it wasn’t as if such things had never happened before.

The Cultivation Realm has always had the saying, "When one person achieves the Dao, even their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven."

In mythology, there is also Tai Shang Laojun’s Nine-Turn Golden Core, which allows one to become an Immortal by consuming a single pill.

Although, since such Immortals did not reach that state through their own cultivation, their power is somewhat watered-down.

But no matter how watered-down, they are still an Immortal.

That status alone is enough to drive countless people into a frenzy.

’Zhong Ming can’t make someone an Immortal, but with his Talent, protecting Yi Yunya and guiding her to the Golden Core realm shouldn’t be a problem.’

’And a Golden Core has a lifespan of eight hundred years!’

Envy. Extreme envy and jealousy. This was what Han Yu was feeling.

At this moment, he only regretted that he hadn’t been born a woman.

On the other side, after his shock subsided, Hong Jing grabbed the Sect Leader, Zong Chengze, and said excitedly, "Our Golden Armor Sect can follow your lead in all things! I have only one request: save a place for my granddaughter by Fellow Daoist Zhong Ming’s side. It doesn’t matter if she’s not the main one!"

Hong Jing, in saying this, was not acting solely for personal reasons.

Zhong Ming’s ability to make others comprehend Dao Rhyme showed him Zhong Ming’s transcendent Talent.

This was also the most stable piece of driftwood in the coming calamity. Latching on now was by no means a disgrace; it was self-preservation.

As for sending his granddaughter over, besides considering her future, he also wanted to forge a more intimate relationship with Zhong Ming.

Zong Chengze noticed this point as well, but he did not refuse outright.

The Seven Profound Sect’s foundation was too shallow; they truly needed the Golden Armor Sect’s assistance.

But he didn’t agree outright either. "Ahem, this matter requires Zhong Ming’s approval..."

Before he finished speaking, a thought struck him, and he quickly asked, "Is that granddaughter of yours well-behaved and obedient?"

At this, Hong Jing puffed out his chest and said, "Rest assured, absolutely obedient! And my granddaughter’s looks are first-class, her talent is even better..."

In order to get closer to Zhong Ming, Hong Jing was willing to pay a hefty price, pushing forward his most outstanding granddaughter.

...

While Yi Yunya’s realm climbed, making the spectating Cultivators burn with envy, Zhong Ming, on the other hand, was a little worried.

’I stuffed too much into her all at once. I should have taken it slower.’

Just as he was thinking this, Yi Yunya’s body faltered, and she fell from the sky like a kite with a snapped string—her Power of Heart Spirit had been completely burned away by Zhong Ming’s Flame.

The impact of the Dao Skill Rhyme, coupled with the immense consumption of her Heart Spirit, left the falling Yi Yunya pale-faced, with traces of blood seeping from her seven orifices.

But even so, she showed no sign of discomfort. Instead, her eyes were astonishingly bright, as if stars were exploding within them.

"I’ve touched Dao Rhyme..."

After this murmur, she immediately turned her gaze to Zhong Ming. Yi Yunya knew very well who had brought all of this about, and this filled her look towards him with excitement, joy, longing, and awe.

And this time, there wasn’t the slightest trace of falsehood in her clear, delicate eyes. Her feelings for Zhong Ming were entirely genuine.

There was no way they couldn’t be. Yi Yunya could think of everything the others had.

’Senior Brother Zhong Ming is destined to become a Great Cultivator! With this Flame, as long as he is willing, he can definitely carry me to the heavens... I’m going to reach the Daoist realm without any hardship!’

The surprise was too great, too sudden, leaving Yi Yunya’s Heart Spirit in a daze.

She had indeed been optimistic about Zhong Ming and had bet everything on him, hoping he could help her walk a smoother path in the Cultivation Realm.

But her original hope was only that after Zhong Ming became a Great Cultivator, he would be able to preach the Dao to her, find some suitable cultivation resources for her, and offer her his protection.

To directly transmit Dao Rhyme, guaranteeing her entry into Foundation Establishment and even the future Daoist realm... she wouldn’t have dared to dream of something so wonderful.