Nuwa, the goddess of immortality, said that cultivating immortality does not require spiritual energ

Within the sea of ​​consciousness.

Qin Le looked at the causal Dao mark that Nuwa had temporarily sealed away with her mysterious methods, turning into a hazy halo, and a helpless expression appeared on his face.

"Mother Nuwa, what exactly is the use of this Great Dao of Cause and Effect?" he couldn't help but ask, his tone carrying a hint of disdain as if it were useless.

His understanding of the Dao of Cause and Effect was a completely unexpected gain for him—or rather, a forced understanding.

He never even considered venturing into this mysterious and troublesome path.

Time and space, creation, and life—these three great paths are already enough for him. If he were to add another one, cause and effect, he really couldn't think of any way to use it for the time being.

But this realization seems almost unavoidable.

He bears the immense karmic burden of reviving the ten clans and creating resurrection points, which has entangled him with countless beings in the Three Realms.

Even if he doesn't delve into it subjectively, his understanding of cause and effect itself is still passively and irresistibly deepened under the cumulative and ubiquitous influence of cause and effect.

Until this moment, quantitative change led to qualitative change, and things naturally fell into place. He thus comprehended this great path of cause and effect.

Hearing this, the little clay figure Nuwa, floating nearby, chuckled: "Well... it doesn't seem to be of much use right now. But it will definitely come in handy later, and it will be of great use!"

"Alright..." Qin Le could only accept this explanation: "Let's leave it for now and talk about it later."

He glanced again at the sealed Daoist essence of cause and effect, then his consciousness withdrew from his sea of ​​consciousness and returned to his physical body.

The little clay figure Nuwa also transformed into a stream of light, flying out from between Qin Le's eyebrows and landing back on Li Jiuyuan's head to continue the interrupted chat and guidance.

Below, Qin Le stretched his wrists and turned his gaze to the Chaos Beasts of the Great Luo Golden Immortal level, whose auras were even more terrifying and whose suppression still made people tremble.

He raised his weapon, the tip of which ignited with imperial fire, aimed at one end, and thrust out with the spear!

The white imperial fire instantly coiled around the massive body of the Chaos Beast, while the malevolent aura of the ferocious weapon, like a bone-eating maggot, frantically destroyed its chaotic origin.

The vitality and resistance of the Chaos Beast at the Great Luo Golden Immortal level were indeed far superior to those of a Golden Immortal, and it was not killed instantly by a single shot.

Unable to move or resist, it only managed to hold out for about a minute longer under the combined onslaught of the imperial fire and the baleful aura before ultimately succumbing to complete annihilation and vanishing into nothingness.

Looking at the causal lines around Qin Le that had briefly appeared and then quickly disappeared after he killed the Chaos Beast, and at his continued figure engrossed in killing the Chaos Beast, Li Jiuyuan couldn't help but ask the little clay figure Nuwa above her head:

"Mother, which path did you originally hope he would take to achieve sainthood?"

"Any of them will do," the little clay figure Nuwa said casually, swinging her legs. "Time and space, creation, life—any one of them, with his understanding and foundation, is enough to support him in taking that step."

Unfortunately, plans can't keep up with changes.

Qin Le chose to create a resurrection point, bearing the karma of all living beings and severing his own path to sainthood. This originally clear training plan thus became empty talk.

"But...didn't you already inscribe your true name on the two great paths of creation and life and claim them as your own?" Li Jiuyuan asked, somewhat puzzled.

Logically, once a great path has been established, those who follow can no longer use it as a foundation to achieve sainthood.

Hearing this question, the little clay figure Nuwa smiled and asked in return, "Little Jiu Yuan, when you carved your name on the 'Great Path of Humanity,' did you see my name left on that Great Path of Creation and Life?"

"This..." Li Jiuyuan was taken aback, then suddenly realized.

Indeed, when she touched upon the Great Dao and prepared to inscribe her name, she sensed that Nuwa's name did not appear on those Great Daos with masters.

Not only Nuwa, but also the names of those supreme beings who left with their mother also disappeared from the Great Dao they once ruled.

Of those great paths, only seven—Yuanshi Tianzun, Lingbao Tianzun, Daode Tianzun, Houtu Niangniang, Donghuang Taiyi, Bai Ze, and Taishang Laojun—still guard these paths and whose true names are clearly recorded.

"Mother, since you have erased your true names from the Great Dao, you should... have lost your sainthood and your realm should have fallen. But you..." Li Jiuyuan asked, voicing an even greater question in her heart.

Erasing the true name of the Great Dao is tantamount to giving up the position of saint, and one's strength should naturally decline.

But the feeling she had for her mother did not weaken; instead, it became even more unfathomable, which completely defied common sense.

"Well..." The little clay figure Nuwa tilted her head, reached out her little hand to pat Li Jiuyuan's hair, and smiled, "When you reach a certain level, you will naturally understand. If I tell you now, you won't understand, and it will only easily disturb your Dao heart."

Upon hearing this, Li Jiuyuan blushed slightly: "It was Jiuyuan who was aiming too high."

"It's alright, it's alright. Having curiosity is a good thing. It means you're thinking and pursuing something higher and farther," said the little clay figure Nuwa in a gentle tone.

Curiosity is the driving force for progress.

Unlike that kid down there...

She doesn't seem to have any ambition for higher levels, and she's lazy all day long. Plus, with her mother supporting her, she lacks any sense of urgency to become stronger.

Sometimes Nuwa would wonder if she should find a way to give this kid a little motivation and give him a push.

She wanted her child to grow up, but she was also reluctant to let him completely leave her wing. This conflicting feeling left her somewhat conflicted.

As a result, the plan to give them a push has not yet been finalized and implemented.

Time flew by quietly amidst Qin Le's monotonous tapping and Li Jiuyuan and her mother's hushed conversations.

A month passed in the blink of an eye.

Ten days ago, Qin Le finally finished clearing out the thousands of Chaos Beasts at the Great Luo Golden Immortal level.

Now, only a few hundred quasi-saint level chaos beasts remain in the entire suppressed area, like sleeping mountains.

And today, after Qin Le had been poking at it continuously for a full ten days.

Finally, the first quasi-saint level Chaos Beast, under the continuous erosion of his ferocious weapon and imperial fire, let out a silent wail. Its massive body completely disintegrated, turning into the finest chaotic particles, which were then purified by the imperial fire and returned to nothingness.

This result left Qin Le speechless.

He had previously managed to pierce the severely injured Quasi-Saint Flame Bull; although he didn't kill it, the effect was immediate.

But this target, which was completely suppressed and had no power to resist, actually withstood his continuous attacks for ten days!

This made him realize two things very clearly: first, his current actual attack power was indeed not enough in front of a Quasi-Saint; second, the vitality of a Quasi-Saint at full strength was simply abnormally tenacious!

This also indirectly confirms just how powerful the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden was, able to quickly and severely injure the Flame Bull.

Qin Le sighed and temporarily stopped this tedious task of poking. He moved swiftly and flew back to Li Jiuyuan.

With a slight thought, he took out three cups of milk tea of ​​different flavors from his personal space, and also took out several boxes of sealed specialty snacks—braised duck neck, spicy lotus root slices, crispy pork, and so on.

An invisible spatial force intertwined before him, forming a transparent, suspended tabletop that steadily held the milk tea and snacks.

"You've been working so hard, let's take a break and grab something to eat?"

Qin Le greeted them with a smile, her gaze falling on Li Jiuyuan, who was sitting cross-legged, and the tiny clay Nuwa figure the size of a palm above her head.

These foods and drinks were strategic reserves he specially purchased when he returned to the mortal world last time, just so that he could enjoy the warmth of human life at any time like this.

Upon hearing that dinner was served, the tiny clay figure of Nuwa, no bigger than a palm, immediately jumped down from Li Jiuyuan's head and landed lightly on the transparent tabletop.

She moved closer to the three cups of milk tea, then picked up the one that looked the most generous with its ingredients, inserted a straw, and took a delightful sip.

"Hmm~ Not bad!" She nodded in satisfaction, then began to direct without any hesitation: "Little Lele, these snacks aren't enough! Hurry up and cook a few more hot dishes. Oh, and bring out the barbecue grill too! Mommy wants barbecue!"