The Sims: I Open the Immortal Path for All Beings

Chapter 564: 512: Time is Urgent, No Choice but to Act

Chapter 564: Chapter 512: Time is Urgent, No Choice but to Act

“Will the people of the Sky Wasteland be able to return in about thirty years’ time?” Pei Xuanjing glanced at the information relayed by Bai Xiaosheng, with a hint of sternness flaring in his eyes.

Upon stepping into the seventh level of the Spiritual Realm, Pei Xuanjing should, in theory, have an even clearer perception of Heaven and Earth. However, due to his control over the Golden Book and Jade Scroll, imbued with an abundance of Qi Luck and graced by Heaven’s favor, he was unaffected by the rejection of Heaven and Earth, leaving his comprehension of the revival of Heaven and Earth somewhat vague.

After receiving this information from Bai Xiaosheng, Pei Xuanjing could not help but feel slightly surprised.

“Thirty years’ time, for me, should actually be sufficient. Nevertheless, for the rest of the factions, perhaps it might feel rushed,” Pei Xuanjing immediately thought of the situation of the other factions.

At present, he had already achieved the sixth turn of the Golden Core and had entered the seventh level of the Spiritual Realm, unbothered by any competitors at this level. Clasping the supplementary volume of the Golden Book and Jade Scroll, even an opponent at the eightfold of the Spirit Realm may prove a worthy challenge, and the outcome of a fight to the death would remain uncertain.

Perhaps, only the most powerful beings at the Nine Realms of Spirit would be capable of posing a threat to his life and suppressing him.

However, if things go smoothly in the coming thirty years, Pei Xuanjing could perhaps simulate several lifetimes, advancing his strength even further and alleviating any lingering worries.

Even if Pei Xuanging’s strength does not improve over the next thirty years, his existing power should be enough for him to have considerable influence in the upcoming Great World.

But, if that is the case, he will only be able to ensure his own survival and would be unable to shelter the Taoist Schools and martial artists of the world. His dreams and plans will then be lost to the winds.

As for the other factions, even though Pei Xuanjing had high hopes for their talents and comprehension, cultivation still follows a basic principle – advancing through the Nine Realms of Spirit is like climbing the heavens, where every level of progression is arduously hard earned.

The rapid cultivation of the Old Heavenly Master and others is due to the foundational accumulation they gained before the revival of Heaven and Earth. Only under the condition of rich accumulation and broad exploitation could they soar to the skies.

However, such accumulations are not infinite and will eventually be exhausted one day.

In Pei Xuanjing’s view, these accumulations could at most support their cultivation until the Spirit Realm Sixth Level. If there was no great fortune, it would be difficult to progress to the Spirit Realm Seventh Level within thirty years.

The Seventh Level of the Spiritual Realm was a significant hurdle. At this stage, each cultivator begins to consolidate their own Tao and starts to ascend to the heavens, exploring the undying and immortal Path.

Of course, this was Pei Xuanjing’s current understanding of them, but each of these individuals was highly reserved, perhaps all possessing hidden talents unknown to others.

Just like Bai Xiaosheng, who dominated his lineage and wielded an unknown number of secrets, planning God knows what. Why he chose to rebel upon learning that a strong Nine Realms of Spirit figure was seated in the Sky Wasteland was something Pei Xuanjing had no knowledge of.

“Though all of us have banded together, we each have our own visions and plans. As long as our respective plans do not collide, this alliance can continue to exist,” Daoist Xuanming said to Bai Xiaosheng.

He appeared indifferent, but his words carried profound meanings.

However, everyone reluctantly accepted what he said – there was no flaw in his words.

The Taoist Alliance, originally formed by Pei Xuanjing and others in order to break the seal of Heaven and Earth and then facilitate the ascension of the Great Ming Divine Dynasty, had evolved into a massive entity after several decades, gathering countless strong and skilled individuals.

Especially under the suppression of Pei Xuanjing, the “World’s No.1”, the reputation of the Taoist League was as renowned as the Great Ming Divine Dynasty, if not slightly more so in certain aspects.

Notwithstanding, to common martial artists at the bottom, the Taoist Alliance appeared indivisible. However, other strong forces in the world, including the powerful members within the Taoist Alliance, all knew very well that the Taoist League was not as united as many people saw it to be.

They united simply because their interests aligned, aiming for their own goals.

For instance, in the beginning, everyone longed to break the seal of Heaven and Earth and sought to attain higher levels of cultivation. Then there was the plan of the Great Ming Divine Dynasty, where factions joined together to strive for Divine Positions.

But until now, aside from preparing for the power shifts that the returning forces from Sky Wasteland could potentially cause, there was essentially no common goal anymore.

The present Taoist Alliance, though still in alliance, was no longer the same as before, especially when Pei Xuanjing’s strength kept increasing rapidly.

While Pei Xuanjing’s formidable strength could shelter them from threats from the Sky Wasteland, allowing them to carry the banner and not be completely passive, the increasingly stronger Pei Xuanjing, on the other hand, became a lingering shadow that was difficult to dissipate, forever overhanging above the heads of many members of the Taoist Alliance.

“So you are saying that now you find his existence to greatly influence you?” Hearing Daoist Xuanming’s words, Bai Xiaosheng sneered, “I used to think that those from the Buddhism School were hypocrites. But now, I realize that you are no different. It’s no wonder that throughout the ages, your Taoist School and Buddhism School were well-matched and equal rivals. You are all the same, pretending to be virtuous while doing otherwise.”

He knew very well where Daoist Xuanming and the others’ worries lay. Despite that, while these people were enjoying the benefits brought by Pei Xuanjing’s existence, they were also fretting over the influence he exerted. It seemed like they were enjoying the meal while cursing the cook.

Bai Xiaosheng was astounded by such shamelessness. Now, he finally understood why, for thousands of years, the Taoist School and Buddhism School could stay on par while the Demonic Cult remained suppressed.

Upon hearing Bai Xiaosheng’s sarcasm, Daoist Xuanming was not annoyed. His face still bore a plain expression as he sighed, “Sir, there’s no need for such scathing mockery. I know full well how unfair my actions are. Yet, due to the matter concerning the succession of my school, I dare not become the slightest bit sluggish. Even if it does mean carrying infamy, it has to be done.”

Daoist Xuanming indeed felt a great deal of distress. He and Pei Xuanjing had been acquainted for several decades and could be considered like-minded friends of the Immortal Path.

However, beyond being a cultivator, Daoist Xuanming was also the head of Baiyun Temple, bearing the burden of ensuring continuity for Baiyun Temple, with many disciples relying on him.

Therefore, Daoist Xuanming had to do what was needed, even if it meant earning some infamy.