Invincible Starts From Dao Fruit-Chapter 573 - 449: Zhou Yan for 1 Yuan on the Immortal Slaying List!
Time passed.
Chen Jichuan wandered between Fourth-order Secret Realms and Enlightenment Secret Realms, steadily improving his cultivation, while focusing primarily on enhancing his Daoist understanding and deepening his cognition of the Five Elements Realm.
The Dao that can be described is not the true Dao. The name that can be named is not the eternal name.
In the realm of understanding the Dao, there is no fixed form, no constant shape—everything changes. Not even True Immortals dare claim they can offer much assistance in this aspect.
Everything must rely on oneself.
Sometimes breakthroughs come suddenly, bringing overwhelming joy, leading one to believe they are closer to the great Dao, only to realize later they’ve gone astray.
Others walk the correct path but face temporary obstacles, causing them to doubt themselves and to switch their course, ultimately wandering off track.
Chen Jichuan was also exploring.
Like a blind man feeling an elephant.
Focusing on only one part may lead to errors. But the more one explores, the more comprehensive their understanding, and the smaller the likelihood of mistakes.
Some people forge straight ahead down a single path.
Others broaden their approach, laying down a safer, wider road.
The former is prone to error but achieves results more quickly. The latter is steady and reliable but risks wasting years without success.
It is uncertain which path is superior, but undoubtedly the latter is better suited to Chen Jichuan.
Time is on his side.
As the years of cultivation passed, Chen Jichuan dedicated himself to understanding the Dao, while his other cultivation skills, Divine Skills, and Magic progressed steadily.
A hundred years.
Two hundred years.
In no time at all.
Two hundred years had passed since Chen Jichuan was promoted to Upper Immortal and True Transmission disciple.
On this day.
Chen Jichuan stepped out of the Enlightenment Secret Realm "Seven Evil Valley" and returned to the East River Palace.
Having been under the tutelage of the East River Palace Master for two centuries, the day of the Palace Master’s Dao lecture was fast approaching. Chen Jichuan remembered clearly and didn’t want to miss it.
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East River Palace.
True Knowledge Hall.
Several days prior, the hall had already filled with attendees.
Chen Jichuan strode in, and the array of Upper Immortals present immediately bowed in greeting, addressing him as, "Brother Zhou."
These Upper Immortals varied in age, all of them registered disciples.
They were not True Immortal Inheritors, but they were permitted to attend the Dao lectures held once every nine hundred years by the True Immortal, albeit without the privilege to ask questions.
Chen Jichuan nodded in acknowledgment and proceeded directly into the inner hall.
Inside were twenty-five meditation cushions, representing the twenty-five Direct Transmission disciples of the East River lineage. Though seventeen of them had already passed away, the East River Palace Master left the cushions as they were, perhaps out of sentimentality or to inspire reflection among the disciples.
"Senior Brother Meng."
"Senior Brother Wuy." 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦
"Senior Sister Xuee."
"Senior Brother Shi."
Chen Jichuan arrived to find his senior brothers and sisters already seated. He was, in fact, the last to arrive.
Among the seven senior brothers and sisters present:
Senior Brother Liu Hechuan was out seeking the Dao and had not returned to the sect for many years.
Senior Brother Bo Yin worked as an immortal official in the Immortal Court and, counting this occasion, had missed two of the Palace Master’s Dao lectures.
"Little Junior Brother is late."
Shi Ze stood up and led Chen Jichuan to the cushion beside him, urging him to sit.
"Little Junior Brother."
The others smiled and nodded at him in acknowledgment.
Once seated, Chen Jichuan said to Shi Ze, "I have yet to congratulate Senior Brother for conquering the Fourth Peak and being named True Transmission."
"Haha!"
"Too late! Too late!"
"No match for Little Junior Brother!"
Shi Ze burst into hearty laughter upon hearing this.
A hundred years ago, he advanced to Late-stage Internal Realm. Sixty years went by, culminating forty years ago in his successful conquest of the Fourth Peak, making him the 346th True Transmission of the One Origin Dao Sect.
Being a True Transmission brought countless benefits.
Over the last few decades, Shi Ze had been in high spirits, using the resources of the True Transmission and the sect’s secret realms to further refine his strength.
When Chen Jichuan brought up this accomplishment, Shi Ze was naturally thrilled.
Snow Valley chimed in with a smile, "Two junior brothers advancing together to True Transmission is indeed cause for celebration. After the Palace Master’s Dao lecture, why don’t you all come to my cave for a gathering? It’s been ages since Little Junior Brother joined, and we’ve yet to truly come together."
"Alright."
"I’ve brought some ’Baihua Brew,’ which Junior Brother Bo obtained in the Immortal Court. It’s Jade Nectar Immortal Brew that I’ve treasured for years—consider it an offering for Junior Sister’s initiative."
Meng Qing immediately agreed, nodding.
"It’s true we should gather."
"I also have a jar of ’Baihua Brew’ gifted by Junior Brother Bo. Sister, you’re welcome to take it too."
Shen Mo laughed and added.
"A jar?"
"That Junior Brother Bo! I thought I had something exclusive to flaunt, but now I learn he gifted a whole jar to Senior Brother, whereas I only got three bottles!"
Meng Qing slapped his thigh in mock frustration upon hearing this.
"Meng Qing has his immortal brew yet is still dissatisfied."
"Just look at the rest of us—we haven’t even a drop to our names!"
Wuy Qi feigned grievance.
Everyone burst into laughter.
Chen Jichuan also found the scene amusing.
Those present were all prodigies, all Upper Immortals, but they shared the same mentorship, fostering camaraderie. This closeness was largely due to Senior Brother Shen Mo’s mild temperament and Senior Brother Meng Qing’s steadfast loyalty. Disciplines like Shi Ze and Chen Jichuan were particularly close to him, while others like Snow Valley and Wuy Qi likewise maintained close bonds.
Even Senior Brother Bo Yin, who served in the Immortal Court, shared similar sentiments.
’Baihua Immortal Brew’ was immensely valuable, even for Bo Yin as an immortal official; his access to it was limited. That he gifted a jar to Shen Mo reflected Shen Mo’s status as East River Palace’s Senior Brother. Whereas his gift of three bottles to Meng Qing was purely out of their friendship.
As laughter and chatter ensued, the discussion soon circled back to Snow Valley.
"Speaking of which, Meng Qing just mentioned an initiative. Sister, are you off to the Barbaric lands to establish a Daoist School?"
Shi Ze recalled Meng Qing’s earlier comment and turned towards Snow Valley.
Establishing a Daoist School?
Chen Jichuan also looked over.
Two hundred years ago, on the day of his apprenticeship, he had heard Senior Sister Snow Valley intended to pursue becoming a Daoist School head, planning to set off to establish a school.
Two hundred years had passed; it seemed all preparations were complete, and her departure was imminent.
"That’s correct."
"In two years, I will set forth."
