Yellow Court Daoist

Green Bamboo Blessed Land.

Here, the countless ferocious beasts and the Twelve Spirit Clans carved out their territories, constantly warring for dominance over three thousand miles. Even the three thousand gods and demons dared not confront their sharp fangs head-on, opting instead to stir the winds and rains from the shadows or hunker down in secret to cultivate.

On this day.

"Om..."

"Om..."

"Om..."

Three peals of a bell resonated throughout heaven and earth, a vast and majestic pressure descending from the skies, trembling the divine souls of all living beings. Then a grand voice echoed through the universe:

"I am Pure, I have now become Enlightened. Thirty years hence, upon Qingzhu Peak's thirty-thousand-mile high Green Bamboo Palace, I will expound upon the Great Dao. All who are fated are welcome to come!"

"I am Pure, I have now become Enlightened. Thirty years hence, upon Qingzhu Peak's thirty-thousand-mile high Green Bamboo Palace, I will expound upon the Great Dao. All who are fated are welcome to come!"

"I am Pure, I have now become Enlightened. Thirty years hence, upon Qingzhu Peak's thirty-thousand-mile high Green Bamboo Palace, I will expound upon the Great Dao. All who are fated are welcome to come!"

A profound proclamation.

Everyone heard it.

While all were still stunned, from the corners of the skies, spirit rain fell in torrents, Zi Qi approached from tens of thousands of miles away, the auspicious air formed countless Golden Lotuses descending from heaven, and the boundless melodies of Immortal music could be heard. A myriad of fierce creatures prostrated themselves on the ground, continuing to kowtow, and Ten Thousand Spirits echoed in chorus.

It was the emergence of the first teaching Immortal since the dawn of heaven and earth, bringing order to the cosmos, promising principles to arise, a world in which all things follow the Dao, no longer in chaotic ignorance. Thus, the heavens rejoiced, and all beasts celebrated the day!

"Pure!"

"The Pure Immortal!"

"Preaching the Dao, what is the Dao?"

The newly awakened powerful beasts with eyes like copper bells, still confused, knew to dash madly towards Qingzhu Peak.

The Twelve Spirit Clans, wandering amidst the flames, oceans, lands, and storms of Wind, Rain, Thunder, and Lightning, had their powerful figures emerge, all rushing towards Qingzhu Peak.

And hidden everywhere were the three thousand gods and demons.

All looked up.

A look of astonishment in their eyes—

"It's him!"

Spanning three thousand miles, the gods and demons, born from ancient chaos, retained the image of a youthful White-clothed Child who had partaken in the founding of heaven and earth within their memories. Hearing the penetrating voice, they were jolted to realization.

Some, out of fear,

Continued to hide, daring not reveal themselves, uneasy all day long.

And some, bolder ones,

Gritted their teeth and headed straight for Qingzhu Peak, wishing to hear the Great Dao and transcend.

Suddenly.

All the strong beings in this part of the world began to stir.

In the dawn of the cosmos, there was still a sovereign.

The pressure was immense.

Three thousand years could pass, and those bewildered could still follow their instincts to cultivate powers at par with the Golden Core or Primordial Spirit. But for lack of knowledge of the Grand Dao, and the neglect of the cultivation of True Skills, their strength was limited. Furthermore, the suppression by heaven and earth restrained their destructive power and its mysterious insights to a minimum.

And the pressure around Qing Peak was particularly immense.

For hundreds of miles around, not a single creature dared approach.

The closer one got, the more terrifying it became.

Even those top gods and demons comparable to the Primordial Spirit had to struggle at every step.

To cross three thousand miles of territory, ascend the thirty thousand miles of Qingzhu Peak, and finally reach Green Bamboo Palace—in thirty years, it was barely possible, with the majority being eliminated along the way.

Lu Qingfeng paid no attention to this.

With a wave of his hand, he created the 'Green Bamboo Palace'.

Taking his seat at the head, he waved again and placed three thousand meditation cushions. At the very front, twelve cushions were lined up in a row.

He looked around.

Feeling something was missing.

"Aha!"

Slapping his forehead, Lu Qingfeng waved his sleeve, and from the foot of Qingzhu Peak, two slabs of jade—one green, one white—rolled up.

With a flick of his finger, a wondrous transformation occurred.

The pieces of green and white jade rolled on the ground, instantly transforming into a green-clothed child and a white-clothed child.

Both around two to three years old, adorable and spirited.

Freshly granted human form, they looked at their hands, stretched their legs, and giggled nonstop, truly overjoyed. They bowed before Lu Qingfeng, calling him "Master."

"Go."

With a gesture from Lu Qingfeng, the two children toddled off, sent to guard the doors of Green Bamboo Palace. With their small faces solemn, they tried to look serious.

But being newly born with simple minds, they soon couldn't help but laugh.

"Hehehe."

"Hahaha."

"Giggles."

They frolicked and played together.

Thankfully, they knew their place and didn't stray far from the palace doors.

"Noisy."

Lu Qingfeng shook his head secretly and waved his sleeve—

Bang!

The palace doors shut.

Peace restored, he closed his eyes to rest.

...

Thirty years later.

The chaos outside the Green Bamboo Palace slowly buzzed with action.

The first to arrive were twelve Innate Gods and Demons, each one originating from the first stone, the first cloud, the first Spirit Grass of creation, or the remains of gods and demons fallen beyond the three thousand miles—hair, bones, blood—that had attained enlightenment. Or they were leaders among the ferocious beasts.

Each one was extraordinary.

The twelve, arriving one after another, were the first.

"Greetings, Immortal."

They bowed thrice to the Green Bamboo Palace, given entry by the two children, and seized the twelve foremost cushions.

Then.

One by one, over two thousand gods, demons, beasts, and members of the Spirit Clans arrived and found their seats in turn. Among these top gods, demons, and members of the Spirit Clans, there were mutual enmities.

Now, seeing one's enemies made their eyes particularly red.

But within the Green Bamboo Palace, they were all very well-behaved and dared not act out.

Once the count of three thousand was full and the thirty-year term arrived.

Clang~

The doors of Green Bamboo Palace closed again.

And on the leading cushion appeared a young Daoist who seemed to have appeared from nowhere.

Without another word,

He began to preach the Dao.

Lu Qingfeng didn't speak of specific Cultivation Methods but shared his insights from his journey, analyzing various Cultivation Systems he had encountered and learned.

As if he were guiding, and simultaneously sorting out his path.

The Dao of Immortals.

Sexual Cultivation.

Life Cultivation.

Martial Arts.

Fang Xian Dao.

...

A myriad of principles shone with spirit light, utterly enchanting the three thousand guests within the Green Bamboo Palace. Whether born naturally or from ignorance, they had always relied on instinct to practice cultivation or possessed strength from birth.

They knew what was happening, but not why.

Neither understanding how to utilize their abilities nor how to cultivate them.

But as they listened to the lecture now, it was as if a layer of fog had lifted, finally revealing the path ahead.

In an instant.

Some gods and demons wept with overwhelming joy.

Some fierce beasts rolled on the spot and, following the model of an Immortal, transformed into an Innate Taoist Body.

The aura of the Spirit Clan surged tremendously.

Caught up in the lecture,

oblivious to the passage of time.

Not until the celestial music ceased did they snap back to reality, hearing the Daoist words in their ears—

"The three-year period has ended; this discourse is concluded for now. Once you leave the Green Bamboo Palace, reflect on what you have learned."

As the voice fell,

a gale arose within the Green Bamboo Palace, ready to whisk the three thousand listeners out of the palace.

A Green Bird Demon screeched, asking loudly, "Dare I ask the Immortal, when can we next hear your lecture?"

"In three hundred years, at the Green Bamboo Palace," replied Lu Qingfeng, his voice stirring with energy, to the delight of the Green Bird.

A gale rose again.

Yet, a White Bone Demon stood amidst the storm, urgently calling out, "White Bone has long admired the Immortal and wishes to follow by your side!"

"To heed my Great Method and practice my Magic Gate, you all become disciples of my Dao," said Lu Qingfeng with a sweep of his sleeve.

The howling gale brooked no further queries, sweeping everyone directly outside to the Chaotic Void.

Clang~

The palace gates closed.

Two white-clothed children stood guard on either side, securing the gates.

The Green Bamboo Palace returned to its state from three years before.

...

Outside the palace, the noise was not worth mentioning.

Lu Qingfeng reflected on himself, a smile breaking across his calm demeanor—

"The Yellow Court Scripture's cultivation has reached the Fourth Layer, 'Derivation Technique - Enlightenment' has progressed to 'Derivation Technique - Enlightenment - Preaching'. The former can benefit either others or oneself alone, but the latter benefits oneself while benefiting others!"

This three-year lecture was not an impulse.

But a change born from the Yellow Court Scripture during the Earth Immortal Realm.

Though these top life spirits within the Green Bamboo Blessed Land were merely equivalent to those at the Primordial Spirit and Golden Core Levels, their hearts sparked with spirit light while listening to the Dao, with three thousand listeners undergoing three thousand transformations. Each change brought many possibilities and twists.

Converging upon Lu Qingfeng, it brought slight enhancements to both his cultivation base and Dao ability.

Consider this.

Lu Qingfeng was now a longevity immortal, albeit having just advanced, but after all, an Earth Immortal Realm figure.

Even the slightest advancement was precious and arduous.

Yet, he managed to draw benefit from these life spirits at the Golden Core and Primordial Spirit Levels.

It was truly inconceivable!

"If those listening to the Dao were Mahayana True Immortals, or even Longevity Earth Immortals, then—"

Lu Qingfeng's eyes shone brightly.

If things were as he suspected, then the cultivation at the Earth Immortal Level could be sped up, no longer requiring the grueling passage of time.

Even more crucially—

"In the real world."

"If this method could be employed, wouldn't it mean that I could quickly achieve True Immortal and Earth Immortal status?!"

In reality, he was still at the Primordial Spirit Level. While his Dao ability was not lacking, his mana, Primordial Spirit, and physical body all required orderly and successive cultivation.

But now, with the 'Preaching' Great Method, he might even catch up to his game realm's level fast.

"No rush."

"No rush."

"First, try it out in the Blessed Land, in the Little Shushan Realm. Once all the details are mastered, it's not too late to start in reality."

Lu Qingfeng suppressed his eagerness, filled with anticipation.

He calmly awaited the arrival of the second discourse.

...

A year in the mortal world.

Ten years in the Blessed Land.

In a blink, six hundred years passed within the three thousand li of the Blessed Land.

Lu Qingfeng's third lecture concluded.

Compared to the previous two, many familiar faces from this throng of life spirits were missing in the third, yet there were many new faces.

Chaos ruled heaven and earth.

The battle never ceased.

Even the most formidable gods and demons, invincible fierce beasts, and powerful Spirit Clans could fall in battle. Yet from the chaos rose new powerhouses.

So much so that.

In the three lectures,

even less than a tenth had heard them all.

The multitude dispersed.

Lu Qingfeng sat alone in the Green Bamboo Palace, a revelation surging within—

"A realm has its limits, thrice is the rule."

"Is 'Preaching' capped at three times?"

Just then,

after the lecture ended, a message emerged within Lu Qingfeng's mind. Profound and inscrutable, indescribable yet vividly real and incontrovertible.

Meaning,

after three lectures, he could continue to proclaim the Dao within the Green Bamboo Blessed Land, but without the empowerments of the Yellow Court Scripture. The benefits each could garner depended entirely on their own efforts.

Just as Lu Qingfeng used to do in the Barbarian God Realm at Zhenyuan Mountain and on the Sea View Peak of the Little Shushan Realm.

The advantage was mostly for those disciples.

As for Lu Qingfeng, in truth, other than revising, there was limited benefit.

His cultivation was lacking.

His Dao ability insufficient.

Lu Qingfeng did not understand the mechanisms at play.

However, even so, he could still gain sufficient benefit from the Blessed Land. Consider those at the 'Immortal Fate' and 'Establishing Dao' levels of Earth Immortals — aside from observing the evolution of the Blessed Land and comprehending the essence of heaven and earth, the cultivations and myriad ideas, as well as the many variations of the Blessed Land's life spirits, were also subjects for observation and study.

Ten thousand years.

One hundred thousand years.

Gaining some insight, the understanding of one's chosen path and the comprehended Dao could become ever more comprehensive.

Such is the depth of being an Earth Immortal.