Cultivating with Symbiosis Panel

The sea roared.

This was evidently not something that could be achieved by a regular Nascent Soul ascension.

According to reasoning, if such a scene appeared in any sect, it could be considered as a blessing of fortune. Though it held little lure for high-tier cultivators, low-tier ones might flock to it.

Creating momentum is indeed a crucial aspect.

However, Li Ye's master and mistress appeared particularly solemn.

True Man Moqi, who presided over the Punishment Hall and had great renown in the Tao Furnace Realm, almost like a black-clad Rakshasa, tightly gripped True Man Suoxing's sleeve.

Her voice remained calm, yet it was like the sea on the verge of a tsunami.

"It has begun."

There have always been legends in the world.

Those who were unbelievably talented yet short-lived were actually celestial beings coming to the mortal world to undergo tribulation. Finding the world dull or after passing the tribulation, they would return to the heavens to continue enjoying their blessings and serenity.

This is actually not just a legend.

Due to the uniqueness of the Tao Furnace Realm, there truly are "spiritual beings of heaven and earth" reincarnating as humans to undergo tribulation.

In some sense, this is even considered a special privilege that only the Seven Great Sects possess, as it is akin to the Celestial Dao assisting them through tribulation while gifting them an unusually brilliant disciple.

"I initially thought Li Ye would be a treasure bestowed by the Celestial Dao."

True Man Suoxing stood motionless by the sea.

His arms wrapped firmly yet gently around Moqi's waist, his spiritual power shielded them from the tumultuous sea winds and the thunder tribulations that struck from the sky, his voice remaining calm.

"It seems I guessed wrong."

"This is just as well, sparing us another moment of this ordeal."

"Whether Gui Chen can stay in the mortal realm depends on this moment."

Though it is generally Divinity Transformation cultivators who would return, there are exceptions. Jiang Guichen, who absorbed the unique powers of the Hell Transformation Diagram, could certainly bring qualitative change to the East Pole Yang Sea if he chooses to ascend to a deity's position.

The attention on this situation was far from limited to just the two of them.

It wasn't limited to deities, either.

Even the sect leader, who usually sat at the sect and never left, personally came to stand before the Spring Sun Taoist.

"An immortal free from worldly control is ultimately more useful than a deity controlling the East Pole Yang Sea."

The sect leader sighed softly.

But Spring Sun Taoist smiled: "I thought you would support him in controlling the East Pole Yang Sea. With such a deity, at least the success here could finally be achieved, no?"

The sect leader immediately showed an indescribable expression.

He said helplessly, "Although I am the sect leader, after all, I am still the elder of these juniors. I remember the patriarch always said that the sect is a home, and at least we should give wandering children without achievements a meal to eat.

But deities don't need to eat.

Then what is the meaning of home?"

Such words indeed implicated a large number of deities since many have long abandoned regular meals and only occasionally nibble on incense offerings as snacks.

But alas, this is also a manner for deities to maintain their divinity, remaining high above, long-living, even nearly immortal under the worship of the Four Seasons Sect.

Their presence is more like the beams and columns of the Four Seasons Sect household.

Though ever-present and intimate, giving warmth to those living within, they can still never fully blend into this family.

Spring Sun Taoist surely understood these matters.

She merely squinted her eyes, speaking in a deep voice:

"Does it truly matter?"

"Wangshu is about to awaken soon; in thousands of years, this is her first time acknowledging a human race cultivator as her brother."

"You should know that when a being like her states approval, it implies genuine wholehearted acknowledgment, even willingness to share part of her authority."

The sect leader shrugged, like a dissolute young master, his tone lazy: "Isn't that a good thing? Immortal gods, after all, what's the difference between gods and immortals?"

He said pointedly: "Now Nephew Gui Chen is experimenting with this very aspect. If he succeeds, perhaps he can indeed break this barrier."

Spring Sun Taoist's eyes sparkled with a hint of anticipation, gazing into the distance.

At that moment, Jiang Guichen's nascent soul had already separated from his body.

The little infant stood beneath the dissipating tribulation clouds, surrounded by auspicious lights urging him back to the divine position reserved for him at the East Pole Yang Sea.

But he merely gazed skyward, small hand grasping, seizing all the descending celestial vein fragments into his grasp.

Beside him, branches composed of wheat spikes and vine-like plants grew, with two black and white fruits at their tips.

The fruits even bore faces; at a glance, one might mistake them for human heads.

In reality, these were felicitous fruits.

Nourished by Jiang Guichen over centuries in the Hell Path, they would become substitute vessels to assist his "return" as a deity.

"...You rascal."

"We kept you company for hundreds of years, thinking we could finally rest, yet you want us to bear the burden of the East Pole Yang Sea for you?"

At this point, the black and white felicitous fruits could have sworn in exasperation.

However, in a way, they were also Jiang Guichen, so wouldn't cursing be akin to cursing themselves?

Besides, they actually anticipated this.

Throughout his early life, Jiang Guichen diligently cultivated, later entering the Hell Path, without truly experiencing the beauty of the human world.

To have him return to the divine position of the East Pole Yang Sea as a mere nascent soul, how could it be possible?

"So just behave yourselves."