Covering the Sky: Fairy, I really need to control you properly.

"A stone?" Zixia was slightly taken aback. "What's inside that stone?"

"It's the 'soldier spirit' I mentioned before," Xu Jinhuan said. "The key to repairing this black gourd."

"Sealed inside that stone is a divine weapon spirit cultivated in the ancient times, a weapon spirit born purely for repair. Using it to complete the weapon spirit of this black gourd, even if it cannot be immediately restored to the level of an ultimate imperial weapon, it will definitely be far superior to its current state of being scrap metal."

Zixia's breath hitched slightly.

If she could truly repair an imperial weapon... she knew better than anyone what that would mean.

Why have the Ji family, Jiang family, and Yaochi Holy Land in the Eastern Wilderness been able to survive for so long? Besides their profound foundations, the most important factor is their imperial weapons that protect their sects.

That was a supreme divine artifact left behind by an emperor-level powerhouse. Once it is revived, it will destroy the heavens and the earth, making it a reusable strategic nuclear weapon in the world of Shrouding the Heavens.

The true strength of the Purple Mansion Holy Land lies in nothing more than a Great Saint Weapon.

"Two days from now is the Eastern Wilderness Dao Discussion Ceremony..." Zixia said, "As the chief disciple of Tian Shu Peak in this generation, I must attend."

"The Grand Ceremony of the Dao is divided into three parts, with the first and second parts separated by ten days."

"The Purple Mansion is extremely far from the Northern Region," Zixia said. "At my speed, with the help of the Holy Land's grand formation and several Xuan Jade Array Platforms, I can barely shorten the journey to one day."

Xu Jinhuan said, "Then go and prepare."

"To build a teleportation array that can traverse the Eastern Wilderness, we need high-grade Xuan Jade. I only have three pieces on hand, which is not enough. I need to go and obtain more."

"Furthermore," Zixia continued, "I must attend the Dao Discussion Ceremony. It's an opening ceremony personally presided over by the Holy Lord. If I'm absent, the Holy Lord will question it, and how will I explain it then?"

"So I can only go to the Northern Region after completing the first stage," Zixia said. "Seven days is enough time for me to reach the Holy City, extract the Soul of the Soldier, and then rush back to participate in the second stage."

"There's still time," Xu Jinhuan said.

That rare stone was very expensive and had been sitting in Wang Family Stone Archway for many years, with no one interested in buying it.

According to the original timeline, it should still be intact at this moment, and has not been cut open.

……

The conference on philosophical discussions arrived as scheduled.

Throughout the square, the eyes of thousands of disciples and hundreds of elders were all focused on the ancient Taoist platform in the center.

"Now, I declare that the 796th Dao Discussion Conference of the Eastern Wilderness has officially begun."

As the sound faded, the clouds at the highest point behind the platform dispersed, revealing a figure.

With her hair tied in a high bun and her face refined and slender, she was none other than Lin Suwen, the contemporary Holy Master of the Purple Palace.

Throughout history, the great paths have clashed. Among the various paths—innate physical constitution and bloodline, supreme inherited scriptures, and a heart dedicated to cultivating the Dao—which is most important?

This question may seem vague, but it actually points directly to the origin of cultivation and concerns the understanding of the Great Dao. It is the ultimate test of a cultivator's mental foundation and insight.

After a moment of silence, a figure in blue suddenly stepped out from the crowd.

The man was dressed in a simple white robe and wore a warm jade Taoist hat. He had an air of elegance between his brows and ascended the high platform on his own.

After taking his stand, he first bowed to the elders sitting in front of him, then turned to his fellow disciples below the stage, displaying a dignified demeanor and impeccable manners.

This person is none other than Yang Mo, the grandson of the peak master of Zizhu Peak, one of the five main peaks of the Zifu Sacred Land, and a highly respected disciple among the younger generation.

In fact, a glint of light flashed in Yang Xu's eyes the moment he heard the question.

Stable.

It's completely stable now.

That was a perfect prediction!

"Disciple Yang Mo here offers his humble opinion to clarify the path of knowledge."

"With the Holy Lord above and fellow disciples before me, I believe that among the three, the Dao heart should be the most important."

"Throughout history, who among those who ascended to the throne and achieved the Dao of the Celestial Venerable did not possess an unbreakable Dao heart and a firm belief in their own invincibility? Without such conviction, how could one cultivate an invincible momentum that swept across the world?"

"Let's take the only Great Emperor of the Northern Plains, the Chaotic Ancient Great Emperor, as an example."

"The Great Emperor of Chaos suffered many hardships in his early years, experiencing countless defeats and his Dao heart was almost shattered. However, it was precisely in these desperate circumstances that he forged his demonic embryo, enduring all kinds of tribulations with his indomitable Dao heart, and finally defeated all his enemies, defying the heavens to attain the Dao. Is this not clear proof of the supremacy of the Dao heart?"

He then changed the subject and said:

"On the contrary, within my Purple Mansion Holy Land, there are many disciples who indulge in comfort and do not think about tempering themselves, but only know how to seek from the outside."

"The scriptures of sages and the rare treasures of heaven and earth—these external things are certainly valuable, but how can they supersede the Daoist heart?"

"Take my former Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion, Senior Lin Tianchong. A thousand years ago, at the Yaochi Gathering, on the Battle Stage, he killed three powerful experts in succession. Although he eventually passed away due to the exhaustion of his lifespan and the blood staining the battle stage, his glorious achievements will be forever recorded in the history of the Holy Land."

"Senior Lin Tianchong started from humble beginnings, and wasn't even a cultivator from one of the five major peaks, yet he was able to reach such heights. Wasn't it precisely because of his supremely strong Dao heart, which had withstood countless tribulations?"

Yang Mo then cited numerous sources and examples.

He spoke fluently, from ancient emperors to modern heroes, clearly having given it much thought and thorough preparation.

His confident and composed demeanor, coupled with his insightful arguments, drew frequent nods of approval from the many disciples in the audience.

Many elders also showed their approval.

Especially Yang Yang, the peak master of Zizhu Peak, looked at his grandson who was speaking eloquently on the stage, and the hand stroking his beard became lighter, his eyes full of pride.

This time, things are stable.

I, Sun Yangmo, possess the qualities of a saint.

Glory to our family is just around the corner.

"Is there anyone else willing to express their opinions and discuss the path of the Dao?" asked the Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion.

In her view, although Yang Mo's argument was comprehensive and steady, it ultimately failed to break free from constraints and was merely following the rules without revealing his true self.

Yang Mo's argument was so steady that it was without a ripple, so steady that no one could find fault with it, but it also offered no new insights.

The problem is, in this kind of situation, who would dare to go up?

The Dao Discussion Conference was personally presided over by the Holy Lord, with all five peak masters present, and hundreds of elders and core disciples from each peak watching over it.

If one's words are inferior to Yang Mo's, then one will lose face in public.

If you speak better than him, you'll offend Purple Bamboo Peak.

Zixia sat cross-legged in the queue at Tian Shu Peak, her expression indifferent, as if all of this had nothing to do with her.

She really didn't care.

The Holy Lord had instructed that the practical combat phase of the Dao Discussion Conference would be her domain. At that time, she would only need to suppress all those of the same realm to complete her mission.

As for these heated debates and intellectual exchanges, she couldn't be bothered to participate.

But just then, Xu Jinhuan's voice rang in my mind.

"Zixia, do you want me to help you get revenge?"

Zixia frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"

"This Yang Mo, isn't he always saying he wants to become the Holy Son and then swallow up your lineage? Now that he's making a big splash on stage, don't you want to throw some cold water on him?"

"No," Zixia answered decisively. "It's boring."

"How is it boring? What kind of utter nonsense is this kid spouting? You actually listen to it?"

Zixia was slightly taken aback.

Nonsense?

She carefully recalled Yang Mo's argument.

It is well-researched and logically structured, though it lacks originality, it is still quite standard.

"A dead tree," she murmured to herself, "do you really understand it?"

"Let's give it a try."

Zixia: "???"

Who told you to try it?

Before she could react, that familiar, irresistible force descended once more.

Her body was out of control again.

"you!!!"

Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, and young girls are always the ones who get bullied.