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“It’s like becoming an Immortal,” Lin Yi nodded, acknowledging that what he possessed within him was not Immortal Qi, but the Qi of Chaos and the Qi of Creation.

“Hahaha, knowing you, kid, has been my good fortune, I’m resurrected now, no need to farm anymore,” Old Huang laughed heartily.

Lin Yi couldn’t help but crack a smile, “Still thinking about farming? Your body now has spiritual roots beyond the finest grade.”

Old Huang examined his body and tried absorbing some spiritual energy, his face revealing surprise, “It’s true, my body is no longer of lower-grade spiritual roots, Lin Xiao… no, Elder Lin, thank you for your grace of rebirth.” He stepped down and gave Lin Yi a respectful bow with cupped fists.

“There’s no need for such formalities between you and me, the Liu Yun Sect no longer exists, we’ll stay here a while, then return to the upper realm,” Lin Yi waved his hand lightly.

“What?” Old Huang hastened out of the house, looking around at the overgrown weeds, a scene of desolation, he couldn’t help but murmur to himself, “Liu Yun Sect is indeed gone, how much time has passed?”

“Nearly a hundred thousand years,” Lin Yi said nonchalantly.

“A hundred thousand years…” Old Huang stood rooted to the spot.

At that moment, Zhi Ling also made her appearance, “Old Huang, we’ve finally met again, the food you cooked was really bad.”

Faced with the suddenly appearing beautiful girl, Old Huang showed a hint of confusion, but when he saw the purple dress, he was startled, “You, could you be Zhi Ling?”

“Hehe, indeed it’s this Immortal,” Zhi Ling said smugly.

“Ah, when one person achieves the Dao, even their pets ascend to the heavens,” Old Huang said with a feeling of admiration.

Zhi Ling spoke disdainfully, “Tch, ‘their pets’? I am a Lightning Mink, now an Immortal Spirit Beast.” Saying this, terrifying thunder and lightning appeared in her palm.

“Cough, a slip of the tongue, my mistake, I apologize to the beautiful and adorable Immortal Zhi Ling,” seeing this, Old Huang quickly said, bending to the circumstance.

After catching up for a while, the two went to room number 38 in the neighboring building. Seeing the statue of Lin Yi still standing in front of the door, Old Huang expressed his amazement, “Little Lin, it seems you really made a name for yourself in Liu Yun Sect, even erecting your statue outside the door.”

“Indeed some accomplishments, but in the face of time, everything is but a castle in the air,” Lin Yi smiled. Only by achieving immortality can one exist alongside time.

He took out some food from his space, cooked a pot of spirit beast meat, and ate with Old Huang.

Then, the two sat in front of the door, looking at the surrounding weeds and started to chat, “Little Lin, your visit to the lower realm couldn’t have been just to resurrect me.”

“Indeed, I had some doubts about cultivation, so I came to the Heng Yuan World to take a look around, and incidentally to resurrect you,” Lin Yi was quite straightforward.

“Doubts about cultivation, I reckon I can’t help you with those, I was only at Qi Refining Level Four when I died,” Old Huang shook his head.

Lin Yi smiled, “Perhaps you can help, Old Huang, what do you think creation is?”

Old Huang pondered a bit before responding, “Creation, I think creation is you. Because of you, I was resurrected, this is the creation you’ve granted to me, so my creation is you.”

Lin Yi suddenly stood still, realization dawning on him, “Creation is me,” he said, breaking out into laughter, “So that’s it, truly the capriciousness of creation.”

The essence of creation lies in giving; in the eyes of others, by helping them, one becomes their creation.

Yet the Dao Ancestor of Myriad Transformations, who wrapped creation so tightly, fearing someone else might receive a share, never managed to take the final step.

At this moment, Lin Yi radiated a soft golden light, and the silhouette of the Tree of Creation appeared behind him. The sole blossoming flower slowly solidified into a golden fruit, representing the fruit of the Grand Path of Creation.

As the fruit formed, the entire universe shuddered, whether Immortals or ordinary beings, all could see within the Spirit Profound Realm, a golden tree had emerged, its flower condensing into a fruit.

Old Huang, watching this scene, felt somewhat uneasy, wondering if his casual words had truly helped Lin Yi.

Meanwhile, outside the Spirit Profound Realm, several Dao Ancestors had found its location and were launching an attack.

However, the sudden emergence of the golden tree’s silhouette in space made them change their expressions dramatically. Seeing the flower turn into fruit filled them with alarm, marking the manifestation of achieving the Grand Path. Someone in the Spirit Profound Realm had taken the final step, becoming an immortal existence that surpassed the Dao Ancestors.

Many Dao Ancestors, even thinking of fleeing, dared not leave, as they felt their fates were being controlled; they promptly knelt and cupped their fists in the space, “Congratulations to the immortal existence that has returned to the wheel of creation.”

The Dao Ancestor of Myriad Transformations showed a face full of resentment, “I do not accept this, I do not.”

He could not have anticipated that an insignificant one with lower-grade spiritual roots would, in less than a hundred thousand years, achieve the Grand Path of Creation. He was aggrieved; years of cultivation vanished like smoke.

The other Dao Ancestors, looking at the Dao Ancestor of Myriad Transformations, wanted to curse their own mothers. They had been utterly blindsided this time. Who would have thought that the youngster from the Spirit Profound Realm would so swiftly master the Grand Path of Creation?

Meanwhile, the Dao Ancestor of Myriad Transformations, who had hidden for so long, had in the end proved inferior to a mere youngster.

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