Master of Strange Dao

Yang sat across from Yu Ziqing, waiting for Yu Ziqing to pour the tea. He picked up the teacup, took a sip, and spoke leisurely.

"Do you think my breakthrough was particularly easy?"

"..."

Yang didn't wait for Yu Ziqing to answer and continued talking to himself.

"The main reason is not because Dadui returned, opening the path to the Tenth Tier.

It's because my accumulation is sufficient.

Plus, after so many years on the Big Island, with so many deans exchanging ideas together.

In the early stages, wealth is most important, but at my realm, companionship is most important.

The collision of ideas brings new insights.

Clashing in practice brings new understanding.

If I weren't taking this path, and was in Qi Refinement, I could easily reach the Ninth Tier before Dadui's return.

You forget, I am a Dao cultivator.

My accumulation is enough to support me before I reach Ninth Tier Peak without obstacles.

It's only because the path I'm walking hasn't been walked by anyone before that it's a bit tough for me.

Even if you're not a Dao cultivator and don't follow a Dao cultivator's path, any accumulation will be beneficial.

It will silently pave the way for your future little by little."

Yu Ziqing listened quietly; it had been a long time since he'd received teachings from Yang.

Just like in the beginning, when he first met Yang, he didn't know how to read or speak, and Yang taught him little by little.

At that time, Yang often anticipated his thoughts and would answer them ahead of time.

Though never formally acknowledged, Yu Ziqing always regarded Yang as his teacher.

It's like, you may understand some things, perhaps even become stronger, but your teacher will always be your teacher, always having areas where they surpass you.

Yang spoke calmly, teaching as he always did.

Yu Ziqing's heart became calm, listening quietly, then posing his own questions, waiting for Yang's perspective to provide answers for reference.

As the conversation turned to the Dao Court, Yu Ziqing asked his question.

"Logically, the Dao Court's deduction has reached the Seventh or Eighth Tier.

I'd think, using the power of the Dadui Divine Dynasty, the limit must surely be far less than other Divine Dynasties.

And the current national luck of Dadui is far more prosperous than expected.

Yet while cultivating the Dao Court, practicing daily, I still can't make a breakthrough.

I want to break through in all three aspects simultaneously."

Saying this, Yu Ziqing displayed his current cultivation, and a White Bone Divine Bridge emerged.

The divine bridge connected Refining God and Body Refinement, turning their initial hindrance into mutual promotion.

Logically, he indeed should have broken through long ago.

Yang sensed carefully for a moment, then spoke.

"You indeed should have broken through long ago, but it's simply that you don't want to break through yourself.

Are you not just looking for simultaneous breakthroughs to maintain balance without weaknesses?

Do you want the connection between them to go a step further, even for the awakened divine skills to have a shared link?"

Yu Ziqing thought carefully, though he hadn't thought so deeply, subconsciously, that was indeed his intention.

He nodded.

Yang smiled and said.

"Your own cultivation is something you understand better than I do.

In my view, it's not that you can't break through.

Either you don't want to break through.

Or you haven't met your goal, not yet the time to break through.

There's no third possibility."

Yang's gaze was intense, his eyes, in an instant, transitioning from goat eyes, to dragon eyes, to human eyes, finally, the three overlapping for a moment, his eyes flashing like a kaleidoscope.

He glimpsed that the power within Yu Ziqing was indeed far greater than that of an average cultivator.

Just like him, carrying three major distinct powers, first dispersing, then merging, it's not that easy.

In his view, Yu Ziqing sat there like a shadow, with a continuous exuding of black aura, intertwined with ominous and auspicious, utterly indescribable.

But there was still some power, like Immortal Herbs.

The next moment, unable to see deeper, Yang closed his eyes, dispersing that moment of three-eye fusion.

He sensed he couldn't continue observing, for the Dayan Preface he practiced was insufficient for him to deduce deeper.

Peeking brings disaster.

Currently being able to glimpse, purely because Yu Ziqing didn't resist instinctively.

In the deeper places, even if Yu Ziqing didn't resist, he wouldn't be able to see.

Yu Ziqing closed his eyes, carefully pondering Yang's words.

Gradually, he gained some comprehension, that the Dao Court shouldn't just build a bridge, it itself was an independent Dharma Method.

And the foundation of power lay in Dadui.

Theoretically, the current Dadui is absolutely enough to support his cultivation, there's no need to become stronger to suffice.

The issue lay in his own thoughts.

After an unknown period, Yu Ziqing opened his eyes, Yang had already disappeared, and the expanded space here had returned to its original state.

Yu Ziqing walked out of the chamber, feeling the change in the sea breeze and temperature, and upon slight calculation, realized it had already been over half a year; winter had arrived again.

On the Big Island, everything was as usual.

Looked afar, he could still see Dean Nong occupying a large piece of land alone, leading a few seemingly clever Hard-working Students, along with a dozen or so simple-minded plant spirit monsters, planting some multicolored mushrooms that were clearly inedible.

Elsewhere, there were also deans in mid-air, conducting unknown research, looking quite dangerous nonetheless.

Faintly overhearing two deans regretting not tricking the Cloud Whale to collect a bit of its brain, as it seemed to grow smarter...