Covering the Sky: A Guide to Proving the Dao Without Cheats

A few days later, Luo Heng, whose cultivation had come to a temporary halt, sat in the courtyard to rest.

At this moment, he had changed into a brand new outfit.

He was dressed in a moon-white robe, embroidered with dark gold cloud and phoenix feather patterns. The collar, waist belt, and hem were all outlined with gold thread. A wide belt of the same color was tied around his waist, with an ancient and strange stone embedded in the center. On his feet were a pair of Nine-Shining Boots.

Her long hair was tied into a high bun, adorned with an ebony hairpin, with a few strands falling down, which accentuated her tall and neat figure, exuding an air of nobility.

This moon-white robe is a treasure of the highest level, not only providing amazing defense but also having a calming and tranquilizing effect when worn.

The belt appears ordinary, but it actually conceals a secret. The unassuming stone embedded in the center is actually a fragment of the World Stone—a storage artifact containing a vast amount of space.

The Nine Luminaries Sky Boots on their feet are also extraordinary; their most basic wonder is that they allow one to walk on air as if on flat ground.

As for the ebony hairpin in her hair, it was made from a branch of an ancient tea tree that had attained enlightenment. It not only enhances one's understanding but also protects the soul to a certain extent from external evils.

On the stone table in front of him, a dazzling array of spiritual fruits were laid out, each one plump and glistening, some as red as coral, some as green as jade, and some as purple as crystal, shimmering with an alluring radiance, their rich and exotic fragrance lingering in the air.

These are all rare treasures that nourish the soul and temper the body, and the source energy contained within each one surges like the tide.

From the ancient bronze incense burner on one side, wisps of pale purple smoke rose gently, like a thin mist or veil, swirling and curling.

In another corner, a fairy-like exquisite piece cut from the stone archway of the holy city is quietly placed. Within the exquisite piece, ethereal fairy music flows slowly, seemingly both near and far, calming the mind and spirit.

Behind him, two slender and beautiful maids stood quietly with their hands at their sides, ready to receive his orders.

Seeing Luo Heng's current state was enough to make Duan De fall silent and Ye Fan weep.

Of course, this was the effect Luo Heng wanted. He was an ordinary person before he transmigrated; if he didn't enjoy himself after transmigrating, wouldn't his transmigration have been in vain?

This outfit and supplies were naturally obtained from the Yao Guang Treasury by virtue of his status as a Holy Son.

As a holy son, how can one be casual in terms of demeanor and poise?

At this moment, Luo Heng gently closed a book with yellowed pages and an old-fashioned shape, and casually placed it on the table.

He slightly opened his mouth, and Hongling, who was standing to the side, tacitly picked up a spirit fruit that was entirely ice-blue and shimmered with a cold light, and gently offered it to his lips.

The spiritual fruit felt as if it were made of ice formed over millennia, chilling to the bone. Luo Heng gently tapped it with the tip of his teeth, and the outer skin shattered instantly, as if he had bitten through an extremely thin layer of ice.

In an instant, a refreshing and invigorating fragrance bursts forth between the lips and teeth, and the fruit pulp, like an ice spring bursting open, transforms into a clear, sweet nectar that slides down the throat.

Immediately afterwards, a clear and cool aura slowly rose along the meridians, reaching the spiritual center, as if a clear spring had flowed into the sea of ​​consciousness, cleansing the mind and spirit.

He felt a sudden clarity in his mind, his thoughts became exceptionally clear and bright, and even his soul seemed to be cleansed and nourished, becoming subtly more solid.

Feeling the pleasant changes from his mouth and stomach to his soul, Luo Heng showed a hint of satisfaction.

He slowly closed his eyes, letting the ethereal celestial music in the air seep into his ears, blending and harmonizing with the tranquil feeling brought by the spiritual fruit.

A moment later, a satisfied smile unconsciously appeared on Luo Heng's lips as he asked:

"Hongling, Ziyuan, has anything special happened during my seclusion?"

After a moment's thought, Ziyuan spoke first, reporting: "The Holy Son just sent word from within the sect that our forceful seizure of the Devouring Demon Jar from Tu Tian, ​​the seventh great bandit, has angered the other great bandits."

They secretly joined forces and frequently attacked our Holy Land's source mines, even plundering the Crimson Blood Valley mining area. They also sent people to intercept and kill Holy Land disciples traveling outside, causing a lot of trouble.

Before Luo Heng could react, Hong Ling exclaimed in surprise, then said angrily, "How dare these bandits do this? Aren't they afraid of retaliation from our Yao Guang Holy Land?"

She paused, then asked疑惑地, "I remember the Crimson Blood Valley mining area is surrounded by the source mines of the Myriad Beginnings Holy Land, the Yin-Yang Sect, and the Jiang Family. Isn't it always been very safe? How could it have been attacked?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Heng chuckled lightly and said calmly:

"Those thirteen bandits are nothing more than roving bandits; they fight when they can win and run when they can't. If the Yao Guang Holy Land really chases them all over the Eastern Wilderness, it will put them at a disadvantage."

A slight smirk played on his lips, a hint of mockery flashing across his face.

"As for the Crimson Valley mining area you mentioned, although I don't know the specifics, I can guess about 70-80% of it from your description."

Previously, the various factions in the Eastern Wilderness were evenly matched and could cooperate with each other. But now, Yao Guang possesses "one and a half" supreme imperial weapons... so some of his former "friends" are naturally no longer friends.

After listening, Zi Yuan looked thoughtful; while Hong Ling, standing to the side, still looked blank, clearly not having fully understood.

In fact, Luo Heng had another consideration in mind that he did not reveal: although the Thirteen Great Bandits were quite strong, if they did not have anyone backing them up, they might not dare to blatantly provoke the Yao Guang Holy Land so openly and repeatedly at this critical moment when the Yao Guang Holy Land had just obtained the Devouring Demon Jar and was at the height of its power.

Behind this, there may be other holy lands or ancient families secretly stirring things up, trying to use this group of desperate people to test the current bottom line and reaction of Yao Guang.

This is precisely why all top-tier powers, while pursuing development, often place greater emphasis on the "stability" of the overall situation.

Because you can never be sure whether a seemingly brilliant breakthrough will bring prosperity or the beginning of destruction.

After all, on a chessboard where multiple forces check and balance each other, the sudden growth of any one side could break the tacit understanding that has lasted for thousands of years and trigger unpredictable chain reactions.

Thinking about all this, Luo Heng gestured for the two women to continue reporting.

This time, Hongling spoke first: "There's nothing special."

However, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi visited the Holy Son a few days ago. Since you were in seclusion, Master Lu had to step in to explain.

The Holy Maiden then departed, mentioning before leaving that she needed to return to Yaochi soon and would likely be unable to visit again for some time.

Upon hearing this, Luo Heng clicked his tongue with a hint of regret, but didn't say anything more.

Then, Ziyuan reported: "Furthermore, some noble families and disciples from holy lands within the Divine City have recently sent invitations to invite the Holy Son to a banquet."

Luo Heng became slightly interested and asked who the people were.

As a result, he hadn't heard of any of the names Hongling mentioned, and his interest immediately vanished. He simply waved his hand to indicate that he had let it go.

Hong Ling continued, "In addition, several families in the Divine City who specialize in Source Arts have also sent invitations, hoping to invite the Holy Son to come and exchange ideas on Source Arts."

Luo Heng didn't even bother to ask which companies specifically, and simply waved his hand in refusal.

He waited a while, and seeing the two women stop, he asked in confusion, "Isn't there anything else?"

Hongling and Ziyuan exchanged a glance, their eyes meeting briefly before Ziyuan finally spoke in a low voice: "Holy Son... there's actually another rumor, but..."

Seeing that she seemed hesitant to speak, Luo Heng raised his hand: "It's okay, just say it."

Ziyuan gritted her teeth and said in a low voice, "Recently, there have been rumors in the Divine City that you... are actually the successor of the Ruthless Great Emperor. It was because of your involvement that the Yao Guang Holy Land was able to so easily take away the Devouring Demon Jar of the Seventh Bandit Tu Tian."