Invincible Starts From Dao Fruit-Chapter 599 - 461 White Dove Daoist School Established, Soaring into the Sky! [3rd Update, Request for Monthly Pass!]_2
This is an extreme scenario.
In most cases,
it’s sufficient to keep a single reservoir full. This way, the other eighty reservoirs will still hold some water, preventing them from drying up and remaining usable.
"An avatar with perfect combat power roams the outside, seeking opportunities."
"This relies on sheer luck and the benefits are uncertain."
"The other avatars are engaged in alchemy, artifact refining, and disciplining demons, thereby accumulating cultivation resources."
"Meanwhile, the main body stays within the mountain gate, utilizing Daoist resources to pursue enlightenment and further understand the Dao."
"This three-pronged strategy can assist me in swiftly proving the Dao, while ensuring progress in Divine Skills cultivation."
As Chen Jichuan’s cultivation deepened and his mastery of the Avatar Technique grew increasingly adept, he arranged his path with greater composure and meticulous precision.
The battle at Xuanyang Mountain came to an end.
The fierce clash between the two True Immortals was difficult to witness.
Their focus turned entirely to the White Dove Territory.
Chen Jichuan deliberately feigned weakness with the "Xuanyang Two Immortals," diverting the attention of the many demons.
Seizing this rare opportunity, he worked with Bo Yin and Xuee Gu to establish a Daoist School in the White Dove Territory. Though there were occasional returns of Demon Kings and other fiends, making the process less than smooth, it was still far better than the dire conditions and grim expectations Bo Yin and Xuee Gu encountered upon their initial arrival.
"This is far easier than what I once experienced!"
Even Xuee Gu began to envy Chen Jichuan. As for Bo Yin, the senior true inheritor who had twice failed to establish a Daoist School, there was no need to even mention his sentiment.
Time flew by.
In the blink of an eye, a hundred years had passed.
...
On this day,
a flying vessel departed from the White Dove Territory.
Looking back, Xuee Gu sighed, as if awaking from a dream: "This journey was remarkably easy!"
One hundred years.
In merely one hundred years, the three of them had established a Daoist School from scratch in the White Dove Territory.
White Dove Dao Domain! White Dove Daoist School!
From this moment, the boundaries of the Daoist sect had advanced further into the Barbaric Lands. Thanks to this, her junior brother earned the qualification to vie for the position of Daoist Chief.
"Indeed, it was incredibly swift."
Bo Yin nodded in agreement.
After spending this time together, he had come to know Chen Jichuan much better and witnessed the remarkable strengths of this junior brother.
Fortune.
Combat power.
Potential.
These were all exemplary.
Reflecting carefully, his journey truly seemed divinely favored. His cultivation and comprehension of the Dao proceeded unimpeded, and even the establishment of the Daoist School followed suit. Throughout their ventures in the White Dove Territory, the adversaries they encountered were unimpressive, with few even presenting a challenge. The trio carved out territory, erected a mountain gate, and laid arrays, while eliminating demon lairs and occupying resource-rich locations. Concurrently, they selected disciples from the mundane world, taught the Immortal Dao, and managed the operations of the Daoist School.
From beginning to end, obstacles were scarce.
The century was both busy and effortless in its way.
Now, having accomplished their mission and set forth, Xuee Gu and Bo Yin both felt the entire experience was like a fleeting dream, almost unreal.
Recalling their early days here, they had also witnessed the awe-inspiring battle where two Upper Immortals contended with a True Immortal without defeat, leaving them awash in feelings of nostalgia.
"Much credit goes to my senior brother and sister for their help."
Having meticulously established the operations of the "White Dove Daoist School" and handed it over to Daoist personnel, Chen Jichuan felt a weight lift from his heart, filling him with joy. He turned to Bo Yin and Xuee Gu, offering sincere gratitude.
Over the years, the two had frequently guided him, covering gaps in his knowledge, traveling extensively, and enduring much hardship, all of which he had witnessed firsthand.
Bo Yin, having once served briefly in the Immortal Court, had enjoyed only a short reprieve upon returning to the mountain gate.
Xuee Gu’s situation was even more arduous.
She completed the establishment of a Daoist School in the Northern Border, returned to the mountain gate for merely two hundred years, endured the sting of an early exit in the chief selection process, and then rushed south without pause. Truly, it had been a taxing journey.
And it carried real dangers.
Chen Jichuan was deeply grateful.
"Between brothers and sisters, there’s no need for such formality."
Bo Yin waved his hand dismissively.
Xuee Gu smiled broadly: "For all we know, we’re riding on your coattails, borrowing your good fortune, which made it so easy for us to establish this Daoist School and Dao Domain. When we return to the mountain gate, Brother Bo and I will receive our rewards as well."
In a Daoist sect, disciples receive nurturement but must also contribute in return.
Like Bo Yin,
his role in the Immortal Court was part of the true inheritor tasks assigned by the Daoist sect.
And Xuee Gu,
after becoming a true inheritor, found her cultivation stagnating, requiring her to travel and complete missions to continue enjoying the benefits of her role.
Chen Jichuan was an exception.
Since joining the sect, his cultivation had advanced at a meteoric pace, with no signs of stagnation. As long as progress was visible, the Daoist sect would not compel him to perform tasks. Thus, during his over one thousand years as a true inheritor, this was essentially the first significant contribution Chen Jichuan had made by establishing a Daoist School.
However, this was rare.
A true inheritor of an Upper Immortal, progressing from the Inner Realm to the Heavenly Ladder Realm, even among peerless geniuses, often encountered bottlenecks. During such times, missions served to both hone their skills and contribute to the sect.
But Chen Jichuan,
at barely over two thousand years old, ascended the Heavenly Ladder Realm in one unbroken stride, without the need for such experiences.
He was a true prodigy,
the kind that appeared once in a million years within the Daoist sect.
Bo Yin and Xuee Gu could neither compare nor envy him.
Their successful establishment of a Daoist School in a century granted them ample freedom for a long while, free from the burdens of true inheritor missions. Furthermore, the rewards awaiting their return would sustain their cultivation for years to come.
Thus, their joyful moods were genuine, and Xuee Gu’s earlier words were not mere flattery.
"Let’s go!"
"Back to the Golden Wind Mountain and Sea!" 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮
The three departed in high spirits, heading straight toward the mountain gate.
...
Golden Wind Mountain and Sea.
Enlightenment Twelve Peaks.
This was the foremost sanctuary for Upper Immortals within the Daoist sect, an entire Secret Realm enveloped by clouds and mist, with twelve distinct mountain peaks rising amidst the veil. Each peak, unique in its grandeur, majesty, spiritual essence, and elegance, held the resonance of Dao within.
On this day.
The Twelfth Peak.
Peak Master Liu Xing was conversing with his friend Lu Guangsheng in his cave abode.
Liu Xing was precisely the new Daoist Chief who, over two hundred years ago, had unseated Xuee Gu right after she ascended to the chief position. Among the Twelve Peaks’ chiefs, he ranked at the very bottom. Opposite him sat Lu Guangsheng, another Daoist Chief, ranked eleventh. Before the departure of Liu Hechuan, this man had held the last position.
After establishing his Daoist School, Liu Xing had repeatedly challenged Lu Guangsheng in hopes of overtaking him for a higher position. However, he had never managed to surpass him.
Through these encounters,
a camaraderie had developed between the two.
Upon attaining the chief position, their exchanges grew frequent, and they became quite congenial with each other.
Sipping tea, Lu Guangsheng smiled at Liu Xing: "Brother, have you heard? That Zhou Yan of East River has already established a Daoist School in the Southern Border and succeeded. The sect recently dispatched people to take over, and by now, he should be on his way back."
"Zhou Yan of East River?"
"Wasn’t he dispatched just a century ago?"
Having only recently become a chief and immersed himself in cultivation, Liu Xing was evidently unaware of this news. He had paid attention to Zhou Yan, widely regarded as the unparalleled genius of the Daoist sect in a million years. When Zhou Yan departed after passing the Twelfth Peak of Trial Sword Peak to establish a Daoist School, Liu Xing had heard about it.
But that was merely a hundred years prior.
"Indeed."
"Just a hundred years."
"Zhou Yan’s cultivation is smooth, and everything he touches seems to thrive. I, too, was astonished when I heard the news. I suspected that the sect had perhaps granted him some privileges, so I made some inquiries."
Lu Guangsheng was speaking.
"Oh?"
"And what did you find?"
Hearing this, Liu Xing straightened slightly. He, too, harbored suspicions about the matter. Having established a Daoist School himself, he was acutely aware of the challenges involved. It had taken him a thousand years, despite being a genius. He knew that Zhou Yan, regardless of his extraordinary talent, should face even greater obstacles—more formidable fiends and demons attempting to impede him. A mere century seemed implausible.
He gazed at Lu Guangsheng.
Lu Guangsheng offered a wry smile: "As it turns out, I was wrong. The sect had no hand in this. Zhou Yan’s success lies purely in his exceptional luck. Do you know what kind of Earth Realm he ventured into? It was none other than the Southern Border, the very place where the Xuanyang Two Immortals clashed with the Black Vulture Demon a century ago, no farther than a stone’s throw from Black Vulture Palace."
"This—"
Liu Xing’s eyes widened in disbelief.
The battle a century ago had been earth-shattering, not only stirring the demons of the Southern Border but also catching the attention of the Upper Immortals within the Daoist sect. All had marveled at the prowess displayed by the "Xuanyang Two Immortals."
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