Chapter 285: Chaotian's First Cultivation Academy!
Outside the Chaotian Realm, within the Chaotian Palace.
The surrounding silence was like a deep ocean.
Only a faint breeze brushed past, bringing a thread of coolness.
Lu Qingyang sat cross-legged, immortal-white qi wreathing around him like mist and clouds.
As if he were a supreme sage who had walked forth from ancient times, bearing endless wisdom and power.
He drew a deep breath, feeling the Immortal Spirit within his body surge like a tide.
Like a giant beast about to awaken.
Gradually gathering into a surging force.
This force not only excited him, it also made the entire Chaotian Palace tremble slightly.
It seemed the whole Chaotian Palace vibrated because of his cultivation.
“Hoo…”
A long while later.
In the quiet air, Lu Qingyang slowly exhaled a breath of turbid qi.
The immortal mist also withdrew, finally returning to calm.
The instant he opened his eyes, Lu Qingyang’s expression turned subtle.
His face was strange.
The Immortal Spirit within his body surged like a flood.
The power of his fleshly body was immensely strong.
It even made him sigh with emotion.
The strength of an Eight-Turn True Immortal was not prominent in the Jing River Realm.
But deep in his heart, he knew that his current self could no longer be compared to the past.
And ordinary True Immortals could be said to be wiped out with a raise of his hand.
If that Ao Kai were still here…
Lu Qingyang mused to himself, yet waves rose layer upon layer in his heart.
Former rivals had now long since lost any threat in his eyes.
A strong sense of confidence interwove with a subtle sense of loneliness, hard to put into words.
But immediately after, he felt a trace of unease — the silence of the Upper Realm Dragon Clan.
“…Why is it that Ao Kai is dead, and there is still that Ao Yi.”
“The Upper Realm Dragon Clan has actually ignored it all, and after so long, no one has been sent.”
“Could it be…”
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration lit up in his mind.
As if a dazzling lightning bolt streaked across his heart.
Instantly illuminating the dark corners of his thoughts.
Lu Qingyang speculated inwardly, doubts flooding his mind like a tide.
Making his expression turn subtle.
Could it be that something unexpected happened to the Dragon Clan of the Upper Realm?
He muttered to himself, his voice low, yet full of an invisible pressure.
After all, so much time had passed, yet the Jing River Realm had shown no movement at all.
As if covered by an invisible curtain, so tranquil it was suffocating.
Other than the possibility that the other side had run into trouble themselves, he simply could not think of any other explanation.
However, his thoughts shifted in an instant.
The corner of his mouth curved up slightly, a gleam of wisdom flickering in his eyes.
As if a seed of hope had quietly sprouted in his heart.
But… this isn't necessarily a bad thing. It gives me a chance to breathe.
His heart stirred, and he felt a long-lost ease and anticipation.
Recently, more than thirty Great Vehicle cultivators had ascended and become Immortals.
The power of the Chaotian Realm’s Heavenly Dao was like a surging sea tide, magnificent and billowing, growing ever more obvious.
All of this was like winter departing and spring arriving, ice and snow melting away, filling him with anticipation.
Lu Qingyang’s gaze grew deeper and deeper, and magnificent scenes surfaced in his mind one after another.
If in the future Chaotian Realm, Immortals are everywhere and Puppet Armor gathers in flocks.
Then Jiangxin, this Great Thousand Heavenly Dao, will surely be able to reach the standard of the Jing River Realm…
That's enough to suppress an invading Great Luo Golden Immortal!
Tsk tsk… comparable to the Great Luo!
He could not help but mutter to himself, his face full of excitement.
As if he could see that magnificent scene unfurling before his eyes.
His heart surged, and he could not help but imagine.
If it were a bit stronger, perhaps even a Quasi-Saint could be suppressed…
All these possibilities made his thoughts increasingly chaotic, urgently needing to be turned into reality.
Like a stormy sea, hard to calm.
That trace of a wicked notion in his heart churned endlessly.
As if he were pondering an unrealistic fantasy.
A moment later, he could not help but shake his head, smiling bitterly in self-mockery. “I'm thinking a bit too absurdly.”
A bit of extravagant hope showed in his eyes.
His gaze passed through the palace windows, looking toward that vast immortal realm in the distance.
Sunlight spilled through the clouds, draping a thin golden gauze over the mountains and rivers.
As if recounting endless possibilities and hope.
However, Lu Qingyang knew well that although Jiangxin had now become the symbol of the Great Thousand Heavenly Dao.
In truth, it was still incredibly fragile.
Like a small tree that had just sprouted, still fragile before wind and rain.
Suppressing Human Immortals is already Jiangxin's current limit.
Lu Qingyang whispered to himself, his thoughts gradually returning to reason.
Those Nine-Turn Human Immortals of the ancient Great Thousand Immortal Realm were no longer so unreachable in his eyes today.
He raised a hand and rubbed his brow, trying to dispel these messy thoughts.
Inwardly he encouraged himself. Let's not think about these for now. What I need to grasp right now is the future of the Chaotian Realm.
In his heart, two tasks grew ever clearer: one was to raise the overall strength of the Chaotian Realm.
The second was to strive for himself to step into the realm of Human Immortal as soon as possible.
But at this very moment, he also felt an invisible pressure.
After ascending to Immortality, the process of cultivation was far slower than he had imagined.
Even though he could obtain many immortal treasures and techniques in the Simulation, and lacked nothing in that regard.
He still could not effectively raise his own cultivation.
What he lacked now was actually only time!
This immortal path is so long it suffocates.
Lu Qingyang sighed inwardly.
Yet he forgot that he had only just ascended to Immortality and was already anxious for quick results, which was somewhat unrealistic.
However, he was unwilling to give up just like that.
The obsession deep in his heart made him firm in one thought. If I cannot break through in a short time, then I will open another path and raise the strength of the entire Chaotian Realm!
He smiled faintly, his gaze gradually firming.
Inwardly he mused over his future arrangements.
In the Chaotian Realm, his words were equivalent to an imperial edict.
As long as the Chaotian Realm grew strong, the power of the Heavenly Dao would also feed back in turn, helping him step into a higher realm as soon as possible.
Lu Qingyang stood upon the palace steps.
Looking down over the vast Chaotian Palace beyond the hall, his thoughts were myriad.
He had originally intended to open wide the sect's resources.
As long as he treated the entire world as his own sect.
And treated all cultivators as his own disciples.
Why bother haggling over techniques and resources?
He imagined that if cultivators could be motivated through merit task exchanges.
Everyone could bring out their due labor value.
Then the entire world would be like a well-oiled machine, circulating endlessly, growing without cease.
However, the gap between ideal and reality made his brow furrow slightly.
After more than five hundred years of rule, he had even witnessed the shock and awe of mortals when they saw cultivators flying through the sky.
They even called out “Immortal” outright.
This shock could not help but make his heart tighten.
From this it could be seen that low-level cultivators were still scarce.
The cultivation atmosphere of the entire Chaotian Realm had not reached the prosperity he had imagined.
In an instant, Lu Qingyang’s eyes flickered uncertainly.
As if groping for the direction of light in the darkness, a brand-new plan was swiftly finalized in his mind.
“Jiangxin!”
Lu Qingyang suddenly called out loudly, summoning Jiangxin.
In an instant, Jiangxin’s Heavenly Dao will manifested before him.
Lu Qingyang stood in the great hall, announcing in a loud voice. “From this day forth, Cultivation Academies shall be established in the Chaotian Realm!”