Chapter 504: Sword Embassy
A week later, cultivators from all walks of life, those from powerful forces and loose cultivators with no fetters, arrived at the location where the masked-man in green robes resisted the lightning bolts. Although many of them had enmity against the other, none of them clashed, forming a queer yet peaceful atmosphere.
None of them dared. What if they angered the ascender? Would he not preach because of them? This was the first sermon from someone ascending in over ten thousand years. If they displeased him and he did not preach, they would be the sinners of the Zhong Realm.
There were a few close calls, but thankfully, no fights broke out. Soon, the masked-man appeared from the sky, and a medicinal fragrance filled the air. “You can address me as Ding Mian.”
Upon hearing this, the crowd of cultivators addressed him as Grandmaster Ding.
Ding Mian raised his hand, and the people hushed. “I don’t like to waste time, so I’ll start the sermon now.”
“The path of cultivation is split into two paths, the spiritual and martial paths. Because of the incomplete heritage and barren cultivation environment, the main path of cultivation in the low-rank and middle-rank realms is the martial path.” Ding Mian continued his sermon. He enlightened the natives of the Zhong Realm on the common sense of the higher realms. He didn’t teach a martial cultivation method because there were many, but he did make a relatively simple spiritual cultivation method, to the accolades of the people present.
The crowd thought Ding Mian’s sermon ended when he finished teaching the spiritual cultivation method, but it wasn’t the end. Instead, he expounded on the art and method of alchemy. The Zhong Realm did not have a good inheritance and did not even know how to forge artifacts or formations. It would not be an exaggeration to say that after today, the Zhong Realm would usher in a period of prosperity with alchemy at the head.
Ding Mian rose into the air after finishing his sermon on alchemy. He waved his arm, and a tear opened in the sky. When the crowd saw him ascend to a higher realm, they did not give up the opportunity. While Ding Mian ascended, a dense flow of spiritual qi flowed out of the tear. As the ones closest to the phenomenon, they absorbed it as much as possible for the greatest benefit.
When the crowd awoke, they couldn’t help but lament. Why couldn’t Grandmaster Mian preach for seven days and seven nights? This way, they would have much more benefits.