Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

He possesses a purple astrological destiny, signifying the potential to become a hidden dragon, but this potential is currently dormant, and his destiny and fortune have not yet fully blossomed.

If one possesses such a position before any changes occur in the world, it would be sufficient to engage in the struggle for power.

After observing the little fellow, Ying Zheng found that his temperament and perseverance perfectly met his requirements.

But now it remains to be seen whether he and Ying Zheng are destined to be together.

As the young master passed Ying Zheng's stall, he stopped in his tracks due to the karmic cycle of cause and effect.

Looking at the dozen or so items displayed on the stall, he felt something was off.

So he looked at the white-haired, youthful-faced old Taoist priest who was actually Ying Zheng, and asked softly, "Old sir, what are all these?"

Ying Zheng casually pointed to an ancient seal and explained, "This is the Earth God Seal, formed from the innate Earth Qi. Holding it and standing on the earth will ensure invincibility."
"Moreover, it can be used to attain innate divinity and ascend to the position of Emperor. This is formed from a wisp of Daoist essence condensed from the Demon-Summoning Banner, enough to control all demons. The Mortal World Lamp, the Daoist essence of the mortal world condensed, the mortal world flows, a great dream is deep and mysterious, comprehending it can lead directly to true immortality."

As Ying Zheng introduced the boy, his gaze became somewhat dazed, and even the vendors at the nearby stalls burst into laughter.

"The innate Earth Qi? You should know how precious innate divine objects are; even the pinnacle of the cultivation world might not be able to obtain them!"

"A direct path to becoming a True Immortal? Do you even know what a True Immortal is? Don't exaggerate like that, who would believe that!"

"You really dare to say that about the Demon-Summoning Banner! That's a legendary divine object from the demon race!"

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The servant standing behind the boy also looked at Ying Zheng with disdain: "Young master, let's go. This old Taoist priest is talking nonsense. Does he think we're fools?"

However, the boy ignored the servant's words. He looked curiously at an ancient parchment scroll placed in the lower right corner of the stall and asked with an inquisitive expression, "Old sir, what is this?"

"Since you've been so polite, I'll reluctantly explain it to you. This is a wordless book of heaven, formed from the imprinted rules of heaven and earth. Once you understand it, you will possess omniscience and omnipotence!" Ying Zheng glanced at him and said casually.

"Omniscient and omnipotent? Do you think my young master is a fool? Young master, ignore him. This old man is just asking for death, trying to fool our third young master of the Li family!" The servant rolled up his sleeves, poised to fight, and arrogantly shouted.

The young man frowned slightly and impatiently rebuked him, "Qiu Sheng, step back!"

Although extremely unwilling, the servant called Qiusheng hurriedly lowered his head and shrank back behind the young man: "Yes, young master!"

The young man then bowed respectfully to Ying Zheng and said, "I apologize, sir. It was my fault for not disciplining my servant properly, which caused him to offend you. How much is this blank book? I'll buy it!"

Ying Zheng smiled faintly: "It's not expensive, just one high-grade spirit stone!"

Upon hearing this, Qiu Sheng exclaimed in disbelief, "A high-grade spirit stone? Do you know what that means? It's enough to buy a fifth-tier treasure! You old bastard, you really dare to ask for that!"

The boy immediately interrupted him, shouting sternly, "Slap yourself!"

"Young Master!" Qiu Sheng's expression showed slight dissatisfaction.

But under the boy's watchful gaze, he dared not disobey and could only slap himself in the face.

"Clap!"

At this moment, the young man looked at Ying Zheng with a hint of inquiry in his eyes, knowing that Ying Zheng was indeed carrying a high-grade spirit stone.

This was given to him by his mother before she left home today to purchase the Marrow Cleansing Pill, a cultivation resource.

How did the old Taoist priest know this? He was no ordinary person.

Ying Zheng urged impatiently, "Young master, do you want to buy it? If not, I'll pack up and leave!"

Seeing Ying Zheng reach out to pack up his stall, the young man felt he was about to miss something important and immediately said, "I'll buy it!"

He then took out a high-grade spirit stone that shimmered with spiritual light from his Qiankun bag. It contained a faint mist, which was extremely pure spiritual energy.

It should be noted that this superior spirit stone is a product of the world's upheavals more than a decade ago. A single superior spirit stone is enough to serve as an auxiliary spiritual object for those attempting to break through to the Golden Core stage, and its value is self-evident.

Ying Zheng casually took the high-grade spirit stone, tossed the ancient parchment scroll into the boy's arms, gathered up the stall's tablecloth, and swaggered away.

Watching Ying Zheng's departing figure, Qiu Sheng, the servant, had a look of resentment and a hint of greed in his eyes.

In his opinion, the young master had been deceived. This was a top-grade spirit stone, something he might not be able to earn in his entire life.

If we can succeed in obtaining it, we might be able to escape our fate as servants. It would be such a waste for such a treasure to remain in the hands of an old swindler.

Meanwhile, on this street, some people harbored murderous intent and quietly followed Ying Zheng's footsteps.

The young man looked at the parchment in his hand with a slightly conflicted expression, but since the deal was done, he took the parchment and prepared to return.

What secrets did this parchment scroll hold that could so captivate his mind?

It should be noted that he is Li Yiheng, the third son of the Prince of Zhennan, and is protected by the aura of the dragon and the aura of officialdom.

Ordinary spells cannot affect him, and with the protection of the fifth-order Righteousness Talisman bestowed upon him by his ancestor, even a Golden Core cultivator might not be able to make a move.

Therefore, this parchment scroll must be quite extraordinary, which is why he was willing to spend the astronomical price of a top-grade spirit stone to buy it.

Back in his room, Li Yiheng began to study the parchment scroll in his hand. The entire scroll exuded an ancient charm, but there were no marks on it.

"How exactly can the wordless heavenly book reveal its divine power? Perhaps it needs to be refined like those cultivators, but I haven't cultivated any magical power yet. Perhaps I can use the blood refinement method!" Li Yiheng muttered to himself.

He then took out a knife and cut a wound on his finger, forcing out blood to drip onto it, but the blood soaking had no effect.

Seeing this, Li Yiheng helplessly put away the parchment scroll: "Could it be my imagination?"

At this moment, those few fellows who followed Ying Zheng, who had transformed into an old Taoist priest, due to their greed, suddenly turned into mist and disappeared as Ying Zheng walked along the path.

These people immediately looked at each other, their eyes filled with fear.

To possess such power even under the suppression of the humanitarian law is to be a highly accomplished master playing with the mortal world. Fear gripped them, and they all turned and fled.

"I suddenly remembered that the stove fire was still burning!"

"Yeah, my wife's calling me home for dinner, I have to hurry back!"

"..." Ying Zheng ignored these people and focused his divine sense on Li Yiheng's actions.

Seeing the scene of him refining with blood, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Since you bought my things, you are destined to be with me. In the future, you will be a pawn that I have placed in this world."

As night fell, Li Yiheng drifted into a dream. He gazed at the vast world before him, where a magnificent palace stood above the world, as if the entire world existed solely for him.

Such a terrifying scene caused Li Yiheng's eyes to show shock. He had never seen or even imagined such a scene before.

Then, his vision rapidly expanded, and his figure disappeared into the magnificent palace. The entire hall was decorated with carvings of dragons and phoenixes, each line containing ineffable mystery and exuding boundless enigma.

Li Yiheng quickly calmed down, realizing that he had met a true master.

Only a powerful figure like him could bring him here silently, amidst the official aura and dragon energy that enveloped the entire palace, as well as his father's martial arts divine sense.

Although the power of official qi and dragon qi to suppress all laws was greatly weakened decades ago, allowing Golden Core cultivators to withstand the backlash and take action against the powerful, various major sects were able to carve out their own territories due to previous rebellions and even the death of several princes.

As the third young master of the Prince of Zhennan's mansion, Li Yiheng was naturally aware of these common sense facts.

He bowed respectfully, saying, "I am unaware of how I have offended you, senior. I hope you will enlighten me."

At this moment, the mist inside the hall gradually dissipated, and a faint figure slowly emerged on the towering platform.

The person dressed in the white Taoist robe was none other than the disheveled old Taoist he had seen during the day.

As the old Taoist's appearance gradually returned to its youthful state, the ethereal power of the Primordial Dao flowed ceaselessly.

Under the influence of this force, Li Yiheng vaguely saw the spiritual light adorning his Taoist robe. Each point of light was like a world, in which countless beings perished with the world, all in the blink of an eye.

This terrifying image startled him awake. Li Yiheng cautiously probed, "Senior, may I ask where I have offended you?"

"Young man, your temperament, cultivation, and perseverance are all of the highest caliber, making you a standout in this world. Furthermore, since we are destined to meet today, I have decided to accept you as my disciple," Ying Zheng said leisurely.

Upon hearing this, Li Yiheng immediately knelt down and respectfully performed the three bows and nine kowtows: "Li Yiheng greets Master!"

Although he was only a nominal disciple, Li Yiheng had no complaints whatsoever.

He knew perfectly well that his status as the third young master of the Zhennan Prince's Mansion was useless in the face of a true master. The strongest retainer in the Prince's Mansion was only a Yin God True Person, while the one who could abduct him silently was at least a Yang God True Person, or even possibly a Primordial God True Lord.

Such an existence could easily destroy the Zhennan Prince's Mansion.

It was truly his good fortune to be able to become a disciple of such a powerful figure. Nowadays, all the major families consider it an honor to join a lineage to cultivate martial arts or immortality, and some even transplant the bloodline of demonic beasts to cultivate demonic ways in human form.

Since the dramatic changes that occurred decades ago, the world has become completely different.

Not only did divine dragons, qilin, and phoenixes emerge, but countless spirits also gained sentience and transformed into the demon race. Beyond the endless icy plains, a sea of ​​blood raged, reaping the souls of the dead; the Asura race was inherently bloodthirsty.

Compared to the past, the world today is fraught with danger, but it also presents opportunities for everyone.

In the past, the Moon Dynasty's social hierarchy was rigid, and under the suppression of the Human Emperor, it was difficult to cause any disturbances. Now, everyone has the opportunity to ascend to the Human Emperor's throne. This is the worst of times, and also the best of times.

"You're quite decisive, lad. Very well, now that you're under my wing, I'll tell you the truth of the world," Ying Zheng said slowly.

The scene before them then shifted, revealing a Daoist conference. A world gradually evolved from a single piece of information, and with the participation of numerous Great Luo Immortals, a sea of ​​blood appeared, a divine dragon was born, a Qilin traversed the heavens, a phoenix was reborn, and the demon race guided the illusory figures of supreme beings to descend.

All of this was too much for Li Yiheng to bear. He collapsed to the ground, his voice hoarse and sorrowful: "Then, what are we?"

"In Da Luo's eyes, the birth and death of the world is but a thought away. The meaning of this world's existence is only for this game."

"Master, please tell me, what is the meaning of my existence?"

Seeing his disciple's mind in turmoil, seeking meaning in life externally, Ying Zheng shook his head helplessly: "Foolish child, why don't you wake up? The meaning of your existence is determined by yourself. Even if it is an illusion, you can transcend it through cultivation and be your most authentic self. That is the meaning of your existence!"

These words calmed Li Yiheng's shattered Dao heart and pulled him back from an endless nightmare.

Li Yiheng gazed intently into the void, and after regaining his composure, he said confidently, "Master, I will definitely win victory for you!"

With a flick of his sleeve, Ying Zheng revealed a sheepskin scroll, its endless Daoist charm flowing forth, and countless wondrous phenomena unfolding.

"This scroll records the laws and great principles I have comprehended in this realm. If you can understand its profound mysteries, you may have a chance to attain the Great Luo realm. Whether you can seize it is entirely up to you. Since I cannot directly intervene, I have specially created the 'Primordial Creation Technique' for you, which can directly connect you to gods and demons and reach the limits of this realm. Now, begin the foundation building and forge the Primordial Body."

Li Yiheng accepted the sheepskin scroll with both hands. As the information flowed, he comprehended the profound mysteries of the "Primordial Creation Technique." By condensing the Primordial Body with the power of Primordial Chaos, he was naturally close to the Dao, and his aptitude and comprehension underwent a transformation. Each advancement was a sublimation.

Such a technique is unheard of; only a supreme being who controls the birth and death of the world could create it.

At the same time, Li Yiheng became increasingly wary of his competitors. Given that they were ranked alongside his master, just how powerful must the other four representatives be?
Facing a world rife with undercurrents, Li Yiheng remained determined. No matter how strong his opponents were, he would never admit defeat.

The primordial energy flowed, beginning to shape the primordial body. A agonizing pain, like being shattered to pieces, permeated every inch of his flesh and soul, but Li Yiheng remained conscious, upholding his Dao heart amidst endless suffering.

By borrowing the primordial energy to strengthen and shape the primordial body, and by circulating the foundational chapter of the "Primordial Creation Technique," one takes the first step towards extraordinary cultivation.

Seeing the little guy's unwavering determination, Ying Zheng nodded in satisfaction: "That's barely acceptable. From now on, you'll have to forge your own path. The Zhennan Prince's Mansion wields considerable power in the Southern Wilderness. Although it faces the threat of the demon race, if it can overcome this calamity, its future will be bright!"

The concept of time was almost non-existent here. Li Yiheng felt that every minute and second was as long as a year, and he clearly felt the process of his body being reshaped.

After an unknown amount of time, the Primordial Body was finally completed. The spiritual cocoon formed by the Primordial Qi dissipated, revealing the reshaped physical body.

Every muscle and bone is flawless, as if created by nature itself.

At this moment, every move Li Yiheng made exuded a terrifying power within him. It seemed as if he could shatter the void before him, but this was merely an illusion born from the initial stages of his transformation.

Ying Zheng created the Primordial Body for him only to lay the foundation for becoming a god or demon, not to help him ascend to heaven in one step.

Ying Zheng placed high hopes on this little fellow, hoping that one day he would be able to transcend worldly limitations and even glimpse the path to the Great Luo Gate.

Countless timelines appeared in Ying Zheng's eyes, each representing a different parallel world of Li Yiheng. In a daze, they merged into one, revealing a radiant smile to Ying Zheng.

The passage of time was broken. Ying Zheng looked at Li Yiheng kneeling on the ground and said softly, "I have taught you everything I needed to. I have laid the foundation for you to become a top-tier god and demon. Now your physique is second only to the Great Luo. As your cultivation progresses, many divine wonders will naturally appear. Do not disappoint me."

Li Yiheng's eyes filled with tears, and he sobbed uncontrollably: "Master is like a second parent to me. I will never let you down. I will definitely ascend to the throne of the Human Emperor and help you return victorious!"

Ying Zheng said meaningfully, "My expectations for you go beyond the throne of the Human Emperor; I hope you will transcend this realm. I hope that one day you will have a seat beside me, and I look forward to the day when you become my personal disciple." (End of this chapter)