Gou Dao and Cultivation of Immortals, Start from Farming

The lords of all realms were preoccupied with the Spirit Sealing Array and were unaware of the subtle changes caused by the invasion of the minor realms by the Ghost Clan.

However, when the Primordial Daoist sat in meditation by the Pool of Myriad Laws in the Primordial Ancient Realm, the ripples in his heart became increasingly clear. He made continuous calculations with his fingers, but the secrets of heaven were in complete chaos. The Spirit Sealing Array isolated the inside and outside, and even the slightest changes in the myriad realms were difficult to see the whole picture.

"The Qi of the ancestral tree seems to be stagnant."

The Primordial Daoist whispered, his gaze sweeping over the projection of the Ancestral Tree in the void, its clear radiance still undiminished.

The Primordial Daoist was slightly suspicious as he watched as three hidden fissures simultaneously opened on the trunk of the towering Ancestral Tree of All Realms, spewing out eerie white mist that transformed into a monstrous tide that rushed straight towards one of the nearest three thousand main realms—the "Azure Wind Realm"!
This realm is the birthplace of innate wind spirits, where mighty gales sweep away all evil. However, a strange white mist invades, dissolving the gales. The wind spirits wail as they turn into wisps of green smoke and are swallowed up, and the continuous wind caves gradually wither away.

The cultivators within the realm were horrified to discover that the radiance of their innate wind source had dimmed, and the connection to the laws of wind was being forcibly severed!
The Azure Netherworld was in turmoil, alerting the lords of all realms!
"What filth dares to invade the main realm?" Xingyan Daozun was the first to stand up, his expression changing drastically. The brilliance of billions of stars transformed into evil-slaying starlight, crossing the void and falling straight into the Azure Wind Realm.

However, the eerie white mist drifted erratically. When the starlight struck, it seemed to vanish into nothingness. Most of its power passed through, with only a small portion annihilating some of its roots. The mist quickly recovered as it shifted. The mist seemed capable of corrupting all things. Wherever the starlight touched, specks of gray spread, and spirituality was greatly diminished!
"This thing... can actually erode the fundamental laws of the Dao!" The Taiyu Immortal Lord's eyes turned cold. The Taiyu Array Diagram unfolded, and endless space folded and crushed, attempting to seal and suppress the mist.

However, as the strange white roots twisted and turned, they ignored the spatial barriers and took root directly in the origin of the realm, frantically absorbing its essence!
“Parasitling the ancestral tree and stealing source power… this is the work of the ‘Strange Clan’!” The Ancient Origin Realm Lord roared, his divine flames blazing in the sky and scorching the white mist.

Where the flames passed, eerie mist churned and emitted a piercing shriek; roots were charred and peeled off, yet new roots sprouted, life never ceasing.

In an instant, the nine noble realm lords moved in unison, each employing their own methods. The radiance of the laws shone throughout the heavens as they fiercely clashed with the eerie white mist within and outside the Azure Wind Realm.

The strange white mist, seemingly real yet illusory, corrupts the Dao principles. It flows through the ancestral tree's energy, making it difficult to eradicate completely.

In the Heavenly Ruins, the Primordial Dao Venerable's face was ashen. The Spirit Sealing Array was originally set up to imprison the Chaos Dao Lord, Li Mu. Now, they have trapped themselves, not only isolating themselves from internal and external communication, but also continuously extracting the ancestral tree's essence, causing the ancestral tree to weaken and giving the Ghost Clan an opportunity to take advantage!

"Quickly solidify the ancestral tree's origin and seal all cracks!" Taichu Daozun shouted, and the Taichu Command shone brightly, drawing upon the power of the Primordial Ancestral Root. The clear light cascaded down the ancestral tree's trunk like a waterfall, nourishing its withered state and mending the cracks. The remaining eight Daoists also activated their realm treasures, pouring in boundless realm power to stabilize the ancestral tree.

However, the strange mist that had invaded many minor realms and even the Azure Wind Realm was like a malignant tumor, frantically absorbing the origin of all realms, its roots spreading and intertwining, gradually gaining momentum.

Even more strangely, deep within the mist, the shadows of "strange trees"—pale white with twisted branches and leaves—began to coalesce. Their appearance bore a striking resemblance to the Ancestral Tree of All Realms, and their aura was profound and terrifying!
Dark clouds covered the heavens and the myriad realms.

With the Chaos Dao Lord still unresolved, the Strange Race from the outside world arrived again. The nine Realm Lords looked down at the ever-expanding Strange White Territory with extremely solemn expressions.

"I never expected that the Ghost Clan and the Ghost Tree would show up at this time. They really know how to take advantage of loopholes!" Li Mu's lips curled up slightly, as he sighed to himself.

Li Mu was in the deepest part of the Chaos Treasure Palace, surrounded by a dense, almost tangible, chaotic energy. A Dao Fruit, its body entirely gray, floated and throbbed on the Chaos Dao Tree, causing the entire treasure palace space to breathe and exhale endless chaotic origins.

While the Sealing Spirit Array was powerful, isolating all the heavens and myriad realms, it could not isolate the tremors originating from the very source of all realms. For Li Mu, who had already imprinted his own Dao into the chaos and was intricately connected with the source of all realms, the external turmoil was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake; the ripples were slight, yet clearly discernible.

The nine realm lords joined forces to set up this spirit-sealing array, intending to trap him like a turtle in a jar, completely imprisoning him. They drew upon the primordial power of the ancestral trees of all realms to maintain the array's operation, but they never anticipated that this action would be tantamount to self-destruction. The ancestral trees are the foundation of all realms; their weakening is like a person's weakened immune system, naturally allowing latent pathogens to take advantage of the vulnerability.

Today, this "creature" is clearly the most deadly pathogen.

“They must be in a terrible mess right now.” Li Mu’s divine sense stirred slightly. Through the profound perception of the Chaos Dao Fruit, he could “see” the territory of the Azure Wind Realm that was being eroded by the eerie white mist and was rapidly expanding. He could also “hear” the angry arguments of the several realm lords by the Myriad Laws Source Pool.

This is his opportunity.

The nine realm lords are of one mind and work together. Even if he achieves great success in his cultivation, he will still have to pay a huge price to break through the formation.

But now, the Ghost Clan, this foreign weapon, has struck precisely at the most vulnerable point of their alliance. With an external enemy at hand, morale is bound to be in turmoil, and thoughts of suspicion, disagreement, and preserving strength will inevitably arise.

What Li Mu needed to do was not to break the formation, but to wait.

He waited for the Ghost Clan to consume the ancestral realm's original power for him, waited for the nine realm lords to reveal their weaknesses under the combined attack of internal and external troubles, and also waited for his own Chaos Dao Fruit to be completely perfected.

With this thought in mind, Li Mu closed his eyes and immersed his entire being in the nurturing and comprehension of the Chaos Dao Fruit.

On the surface of the Chaos Dao Fruit, countless fine, dust-like Dao patterns appeared and disappeared, each flash representing the analysis and containment of a law; Li Mu's aura slowly and steadily rose upwards in a mysterious rhythm.

……

The Pool of Myriad Laws shines with divine light, its Daoist essence naturally formed.

At this moment, the atmosphere here was as heavy as ancient ice. Nine majestic realm lords stood by the pool, their auras enough to crush an entire realm, but their faces were all shrouded in gloom.

"We can't wait any longer! We must gather the elite of the Nine Realms and annihilate and purify that strange race with overwhelming force!" The Ancient Origin Realm Lord's voice boomed like a bell, divine flames rising around him, revealing his extremely fiery temper.

"Purify? Gu Yuan, you make it sound so easy!" Xingyan Daozun sneered. The failure of his previous attack on the Evil-Slaying Starlight had left him seething with anger: "That eerie mist was both real and illusory, capable of corrupting the Dao. My billions of starlight fell into it, like mud oxen entering the sea! Conventional law attacks had little effect, only wasting our source energy!"

"Is Xingyan right? The Ghost Clan is an ancient alien race, extremely troublesome!" The Immortal Lord Taiyu's expression was calm. He waved his hand, and the scene of the Azure Wind Realm appeared in front of him.

In the scene, the eerie mist has occupied nearly a third of this realm's territory, with countless roots deeply embedded in the realm's origin, forming a massive, eerie white network.

"This thing is absorbing the essence of the realm to nourish itself and condense the Strange Tree. Once the Strange Tree takes shape, it will take root completely, turning a main realm into its nest and breeding ground! At that time, eradicating it will be as difficult as ascending to heaven!" The voice of the Taiyu Immortal Lord was tinged with coldness as he said coldly, "The most urgent task is to strengthen the ancestral tree, seal the cracks, and cut off its source! Rather than wasting time with it in the Azure Wind Realm."

"What a cowardly view!" the Ancient Origin Realm Lord roared. "By the time you slowly reinforce the Ancestral Tree, countless realms of the Three Thousand Realms will have been eroded! Even if the Ancestral Tree is intact by then, its branches and leaves will have withered and decayed. What use will that be?"

“You…” Immortal Master Taiyu frowned.

"shut up!"

A clear shout instantly dispelled the tension by the pool. The Primordial Daoist Master's face was ashen as he glanced at the arguing group. As the leader of the Nine Venerables...

"Internal strife will only make the Gui Clan laugh at us." Tai Chu Dao Zun spoke up to mediate, and seriously commented, "Gu Yuan and Tai Yu's words each have their own logic. The Gui Clan's problem requires both short-term and long-term solutions."

"I have decided to divide our forces into several groups. Taiyu, Xuanpin, and Wanxiang, the three of you, together with the other fellow Daoists, will fully activate the World Treasures to stabilize the Ancestral Tree's origin and repair all cracks. This is the strategy to consolidate our foundation." "Guyuan, Xingyan, and Taichu, the three of you, together with your subordinates, will form the 'Slaying Demon God Army' and march straight into the Azure Nether Wind Realm to kill wherever the Demon Trees appear. Our goal is singular—to destroy those Demon Trees that are currently coalescing, at all costs! This is the strike of thunder!"

"As for myself, I will remain here to oversee operations, monitor the Outer Ruins at all times, and guard against any subsequent actions by the Ghost Clan. At the same time... I must also keep an eye on the one inside." The Primordial Dao Venerable's gaze drifted almost imperceptibly to the depths of the Outer Ruins, to the Chaos Treasure Palace that was locked by endless chains of laws.

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions varied. This was undoubtedly a compromise; although it couldn't satisfy everyone, it was the safest solution at the moment.

"Alright! As the Daoist Venerable says! I want to see if my Primordial Divine Fire is more powerful, or if the roots of those filthy things are harder!" The Ancient Origin Realm Lord was the first to respond, his fighting spirit soaring.

Star Dao Venerable and Lord of Reincarnation exchanged a glance and slowly nodded.

The Immortal Lord Taiyu had doubts, but he also understood that things had come to this point, and only by working together could they have a chance of survival.

Soon, the nine realm lords reached a consensus, and the massive war machine began to turn. Decrees were issued from the Pool of Myriad Laws, flying towards the nine realms. Countless ancient beings who had been in seclusion for many years were awakened, and elite Dao soldiers composed of Immortal Kings and Divine Lords began to assemble. A majestic and murderous aura began to permeate the myriad realms.

A catastrophe that will sweep across the heavens has begun.

……

Suddenly, Mingyue's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she abruptly opened her eyes. A hint of surprise flashed in those clear eyes.

"Mingyue pays respects to Master!" Mingyue bowed in a certain direction through the Soul-Sharing Contract.

Just now, a familiar divine thought crossed endless time and space and resounded directly in her heart.

It is the voice of the Lord!

"Bright Moon, the Ghost Clan has invaded, and all realms will be thrown into chaos. You need not panic; this is also our opportunity."

"Issue my decree: First, immediately activate the 'Chaotic Heavenly Array' and seal the realm for a hundred years. No one may enter or leave without my order."

"Second, all 'spiritual plant immortal farmers' within the Realm of Fate shall immediately harvest all mature Chaos Spiritual Roots. 'Nine-Aperture Exquisite Rice,' 'Void Dao Tea,' 'Yellow Plum'... all strategic resources shall be stored in the warehouse and allocated in a unified manner."

"Third, the Pill Hall and Weapon Pavilion should operate at full capacity, using the stored spiritual materials to refine the 'Chaos Returning Pill' and the 'Boundary Breaking Divine Shuttle,' the more the better."

"...Everything will be alright once I emerge from seclusion."

The divine voice, concise yet clear, instantly pointed the way for the bright moon.

My lord is well! Moreover, the master has already seen through everything and has begun to make his plans!
The slight worry in Mingyue's heart completely dissipated, replaced by absolute calmness and strong execution. She suddenly stood up, and her clear, cold voice echoed throughout the entire sacred mountain.

"As the master commands!"

"As you command, my lord!" Outside the hall, Xiao Jingtian and his powerful followers bowed and replied.

Mingyue sat solemnly in the main seat, conveying Li Mu's decree word for word.

"What? The Ghost Clan has invaded?"

"A hundred-year seal? My lord wants..."

"Refining the 'Sword-Breaking Shuttle'? Could it be..."

Upon hearing this, the four high-ranking officials of the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty all showed expressions of astonishment. Being in this realm, they knew very little about the affairs of the outside world, and upon hearing this, they were all deeply shaken.

After the initial shock, they complied without hesitation.

"We will obey the decree and proceed immediately!"

The four men accepted their orders and departed, and the massive Daqian fleet, like a sophisticated machine, began to operate efficiently.

At the edge of the realm, an invisible chaotic light curtain rose up, enveloping the entire world. Above countless spirit fields, immortal light shimmered, and immortal farmers, who were in charge of cultivating spirit plants, were carefully harvesting rare treasures of various shapes and exuding rich auras.

On the edge of the Azure Netherworld, in the ruins of a small world eroded by eerie white mist.

The space distorted slightly, and a tall figure dressed in black, carrying an ancient sword on his back, quietly appeared. It was Xiao Jingtian, whose Xuan Tian sword skills were the sharpest.

Before long, Xiao Jingtian had gathered all the necessary items for exploring the realm. His figure blurred, transforming into an almost imperceptible shadow, silently gliding along the shattered world barrier. He then slipped into the depths of the eerie mist.

The closer you get, the stronger that evil, chaotic aura becomes.

Xiao Jingtian saw that on some of the star remnants swallowed by the mist, pale, twisted plants grew. Some of the remnants of life that should have disappeared were reshaped in the mist into mindless, bloodthirsty "monsters".

Finally, Xiao Jingtian stealthily reached the vicinity of the boundary barrier of the Azure Wind Realm.

The sight before him caused Xiao Jingtian, a sword cultivator accustomed to life and death, to shrink his pupils in horror.

Then, in the heart of that vast, eerie fog, the largest nascent "eerie tree" had huge cracks in its trunk. What flowed from those cracks was not sap, but a viscous, pale white liquid.

The slurry dripped onto the contaminated earth, slowly solidifying into bizarre creatures: some resembled wolves with eight spider legs; others looked like giant pythons, their bodies covered in pale, bony armor; still others were grotesque masses of flesh and blood, constantly hissing and radiating boundless malice.

In an instant, the three thousand spirits of the main realm shattered like weathered stone sculptures, their pure spiritual light completely devoured by the roots in the mist. The forest's pathways twisted, and the vibrant green was tinged with an eerie white. (End of Chapter)