"The construction of the World Gate’s passage to Returning Void Heaven only requires nine hundred and eighty years, but why in my previous life did I never explore in this direction?"

Ning Xunqiu fell into deep thought.

After pondering for a while, he realized the reason; most of his martial foundation came from the First Generation Human Emperor’s Indomitable Divine Intent within the Red Ape Demon Suppression Divine Will Battle Technique.

The paths between Celestial beings and True Gang largely overlap.

Moreover, the ’Daoist Master of Soldiers’ in the Third Heaven requires an eternal will engraved in the heavens and earth, which is not allowed by the Qingxu Realm Heavenly Dao.

Having become a ’Seventh Realm Divine Person,’ he had long surpassed the limits of a ’True Martial Lord.’ Coupled with his need to strategize about the Ancestral Dragon in the book, he had never explored in that direction.

Furthermore, if his true form desired to descend onto Returning Void Heaven, he would inevitably need to occupy a significant territory. At that time, Qin Country was embroiled in an intense war with the Barbaric Realm, and it was impossible to spare additional military support for his actions.

What worried him even more was the "Celestial Destiny God" and the mysterious "Great Fog" in Returning Void Heaven, which could manipulate an entire realm’s environment, subtly making him feel the presence of the "Celestial Dao."

An unkind Celestial Dao towards the Human Race.

Ning Xunqiu paused slightly, his eyes lowered, gazing at the shimmering Celestial Derivation Volume in his hand, recalling the last lesson of the Venerable of Dao and Virtue.

This book is not indestructible.

While the sacred may not destroy the Celestial Derivation Volume, the Celestial Dao certainly has that power.

With this realization, he temporarily dismissed the idea.

"Since a breakthrough direction cannot be found in the Qingxu Realm for now, then I shall rewrite other worlds, creating several Golden Lives to feedback into Martial Dao and Qi Cultivation."

[Fortune: 200/401]

Ning Xunqiu glanced at the Fortune column; this was the source of his confidence.

As long as enough ’Golden Lives’ are generated, a path will naturally appear ahead.

He flipped to the beginning of the Celestial Derivation Volume and with a flourish, wrote down a passage.

...

[My name is Ning Xunqiu, and I have an earth-shattering secret. I am a Transmigrator, and during the transmigration, my Divine Spirit accidentally duplicated, sharing memory talents.]

[One of me transmigrated to the Qingxu Realm, the other to an unknown world.]

...

[Would you like to permanently use two hundred and ninety points of Fortune to rewrite this segment of life?]

Upon hearing the prompt, Ning Xunqiu was taken aback. He scratched out the words ’share memory talents’ silently, and thought in surprise:

"To share my memories and talents would permanently use two hundred and ninety points of Fortune? My current Martial Dao talent has become exaggerated to this extent."

He thought for a moment and made a change.

...

[My name is Ning Xunqiu, and I have an earth-shattering secret. I am a Transmigrator, and during the transmigration, my Divine Spirit accidentally duplicated, gaining the talent of the Qingxu Realm’s ’Loose Cultivator Qingyun’.]

...

[Would you like to permanently use nine points of Fortune to rewrite this segment of life?]

"Nine points of Fortune..."

Ning Xunqiu pondered, "Alright, let’s go with this. At least the start won’t be too poor."

He was truly afraid, having already gone mad twice.

He could empathize with the ’self’ that became the ’Demon Sword,’ that feeling was too despairing.

This time he chose to treat ’himself’ better.

"Rewrite."

[Fortune permanently decreases by nine, current Fortune: 191/392.]

[Another me transmigrated to an unknown world...]

[Its name—Wanhua Realm.]

[I was born in the Wanhua Realm, in a place called ’Bing Province’, the eldest son of the Governor—Li Yanzhi.]

[At one year old, I was ignorant, as if I had forgotten something, the world was a cacophony.]

[At two years old, I began to grow a mind, curiously observing this world.]

[At three years old, one day my mother carried me out, curiously I watched as my father respectfully received an old daoist, the old daoist laughed and touched my forehead, I immediately felt a cool breeze sweep over me.]

[The old daoist frowned, he shook his head, said something unknown, father and mother’s eyes were filled with disappointment, but I laughed out loud.]

[At four years old, I was healthy, keen-minded, physically stronger than children my age, and more sensible.]

[At five years old, I began practicing calligraphy, reading, patient enough to enjoy reading alone; everyone praised my stable character. In truth, I found those little kids boring, and barring any surprises, I would earn a reputation and inherit my father’s position.]

[The Li Family operated here for three hundred years, a prestigious aristocratic family in Bing Province.]

[I was engaged to a childhood sweetheart, later learned from my mother she was the Prime Minister’s daughter, her name was Murong Qin, she had been offered sanctuary at the Li Mansion since young.]

[I climbed the wall and secretly saw Murong Qin a few times, she hummed softly, feeding fish, and looked beautiful. After that day, I secretly sighed in relief.]

[I corresponded with Murong Qin in private, and we became ’pen pals’, addressing each other ever more intimately.]

[At ten, the reigning Prime Minister was overthrown, Murong Qin’s status plummeted, faced cold stares, Li family elders wanted to annul the engagement and arrange another marriage.]

[I refused, spouted a set of grand reasoning.]

[The Li family was speechless, I took charge, Murong Qin wiped tears in hiding.]

[At sixteen, I became an adult, an essay ’My Governor Father’ emerged from nowhere, and the examiner made me a jurist without a second thought.]

[In my mind, ’strange ideas’ often popped up improving life, and occasionally, timeless words would slip from my lips, my literary talent ranking in Bing Province’s top three, no one said I, Li Yanzhi, advanced by connections.]

[But I was not gifted in statecraft.]

[On an auspicious day, I and Murong Qin were married.]

[During the wedding, in a bright red robe, wine in hand, I looked up at the moon, poetic inspiration flourished, just then, a woman in a blue dress stepped onto the moon, like Fairy Chang’e.]

["What the hell!? There’s a Cultivator here?!" I stared at the woman in the blue dress, eyes full of shock, this sentiment inexplicably escaping my mouth.]

["Immortal Master!" The surrounding people immediately knelt in droves, calling out.]

[The woman in blue merely looked at Murong Qin: "My name is ’Chen Ruoli’, an elder of ’Shuiyun Sect’, passing through this place. Little girl, you have a Water Cloud Spirit Root, a special constitution most suited for Shuiyun Sect, are you willing to practice cultivation with me?"]

["Dual Spirit Roots?! Cultivation?!" In my mind, a thunderbolt struck, I was dumbfounded in place.]

[Murong Qin glanced at Chen Ruoli, then at me: "Immortal Master, can Qin’Er’s husband also practice cultivation?"]

[Chen Ruoli furrowed her brows slightly: "He has a Five Elements Spirit Root... difficult for cultivation, better to enjoy wealth and honor in the Mortal World."]

[I noticed Chen Ruoli’s displeasure, my heart tightened, wisely turned and softly said to Murong Qin: "Qin’Er, the world is so big, go see it for me."]

[Murong Qin saw my agreement, embraced me before departure, gently saying: "Husband, I’ll return once I achieve cultivation, you must wait for me."]

[Thereafter, Chen Ruoli took Murong Qin, departing towards the moon.]

[The crowd dispersed, I stood silently alone gazing at the bright moon above, finally grasping a glimmer of inspiration.]

[I remembered!]

[I am a Transmigrator! My name is ???]

[Where is my Golden Finger?!]

[At that moment, a practice method named the ’Cyan Heaven Great Sun Burning Qi Scripture’ suddenly manifested in my mind.]

[The Spiritual Acupoint Heaven and Earth—it turns out to be the Supreme Dharma Gate that allows cultivation without ’Spirit Root’?! Could this be the legacy of the Ancient Qi Cultivators?!]

["Hahaha! Laughing arrogantly to leave home, how could my kind be weeds!" I quickly stood up, burst into laughter, and strode out the door.

[Li Yanzhi shed his red wedding robe, left the Li Family, built a hut on a desolate mountain, and prepared to cultivate earnestly.]

[But how does one cultivate immortality in the Mortal World?]

[People said Li Yanzhi went mad for wanting to cultivate immortality.]

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