Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw the familiar dark gray rocky ceiling above him.

After the disaster caused by the Mist Puppeteer, Wang Chen had refurbished his dwelling and bought new furniture.

Then, he slept in the underground secret chamber every night.

Although it was somewhat inconvenient going up and down.

It was a peaceful sleep.

Leaving the secret chamber, Wang Chen climbed back up the long tunnel to his bedroom above ground.

Washing up, cooking, feeding the chickens, having breakfast, morning exercises…

The routine day of a hardworking cultivator began once again.

But after completing his practice of the Five Elements Skill, Wang Chen did not go to weed the Spirit Fields as usual.

Instead, he stopped a Dragon Scale Horse cart passing by at the crossroads.

He arrived at the Dharma Transmission Hall outside Cloud Mountain City before 9 a.m.

Today was a day for attending lectures.

As an Outer Sect disciple of the Cloud Sun Sect, Wang Chen had the privilege to participate in a Dharma Assembly at the Dharma Transmission Hall for free once a month.

To listen to the teachings of the sect Elders.

This was one of the essential channels through which cultivators at the bottom of society could acquire knowledge of cultivation.

The original occupant of his body had never missed a session in five years despite the weather, and Wang Chen naturally followed suit.

To his surprise, the Dharma Transmission Hall today was exceptionally lively, and the venue, which could hold tens of thousands of people, was almost out of space.

It was an uproar, filled with loud and noisy voices!

Wang Chen, who arrived just in time, quickly found a vacant spot in a corner and took his seat on the Cloud Brocade Cushion he brought out.

“Excuse me, Senior Brother,” he said politely.

Out of curiosity, Wang Chen asked the cultivator sitting beside him, “Why are there so many people here today?”

Normally, there are nine Dharma Transmission Elders at the Outer Sect Dharma Transmission Hall, who take turns to impart teachings to the disciples.

Then, based on their progress in cultivation, disciples can choose to listen to the teachings of a Dharma Transmission Elder.

As everyone is allowed to attend a Dharma Assembly only once a month.

They have different schedules.

So it’s rare to see such a crowd gathered all at once.

The cultivator looked surprised, “You don’t know? Today Superior Chang Chun has come to impart the teachings to us!”

Purple Mansion Superior?

Wang Chen was taken aback.

This was indeed a rare occasion.

The Dharma Transmission Elders of the Outer Sect Dharma Transmission Hall were usually cultivators of the ninth level of Qi Cultivation or at the Great Perfection stage.

They did not have much longer to live and had no chance of achieving a Breakthrough Mansion.

However, their experience in cultivation was rich enough to guide most of the Outer Sect disciples with ease.

Whereas Purple Mansion Superiors typically instructed those in the Inner Sect and the True Disciples.

Now, having a Superior come to the Outer Sect to give a lecture was like a professor from a top-tier university visiting a second-tier college to teach students.

An utter overkill!

That so many people had shown up was no surprise.

Wang Chen had no prior knowledge of this event; had he known, he would have come earlier to secure a better spot.

As they spoke, even more cultivators streamed in.

Filling the Dharma Assembly venue to the brim, leaving little room to even stand!

Thud–

The bell of Fixed Sun rang, signaling the arrival of 9 a.m.

A cultivator dressed in purple robes and wearing a tall crown floated onto the stage for imparting the Dharma.

A Divine Sense infused with an authoritative air swept across the entire venue in an instant.

The whole place fell silent immediately, as everyone held their breath!

At that moment, two lovely maids brought in items such as the Cloud Brocade Cushion, the Purple Sandalwood Stand, the Calming Incense Burner, the Red Clay Tea Stove…

They obliviously lit incense and prepared tea, tending to the crowned cultivator as he took his seat.

Sitting on the cushion, the crowned cultivator picked up a small silver mallet and struck a bronze bell on the Purple Sandalwood Stand.

Ding–

The crisp bell sound invigorated the spirit!

With an indifferent expression, the crowned cultivator announced, “I am Chang Chun, and today I will expound on the path of cultivation.”

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His voice was not loud.

Yet it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

The tens of thousands of Qi Cultivation disciples in the lecture hall dared not even breathe heavily.

Chang Chun surveyed the surroundings, uttering true words, “In ancient times, the sages governed the universe with Yin and Yang, all physical beings arose from the formless…”

It must be said that the hierarchy gap between the Purple Mansion Superior and the Qi Cultivation cultivators was indeed like the difference between clouds and mud.

Wang Chen had previously listened to lectures by the Dharma Transmission Elder and could basically understand everything.

But the moment this Purple Mansion Superior began speaking, he immediately felt lost in a fog, despite hearing each word clearly—their combination made him feel as if his IQ had dropped by a hundred.

His comprehension just couldn’t keep up!

However, the chance to hear the Purple Mansion Superior lecture was too rare, so he stubbornly memorized everything with great effort.

Planning to reflect on it slowly after returning.

Because he was so fully absorbed,

At this moment, Wang Chen didn’t notice that the other cultivators around him were actually in a similar state.

Some were on tenterhooks, some scratched their heads and ears, some seemed to have an epiphany.

However, the depths of their eyes revealed a sense of puzzlement.

Chang Chun lectured for a full two-hour period, then stopped to take a couple of sips of Spiritual Tea.

And then he continued to lecture.

But the content he went on to expound was much more straightforward.

Including Wang Chen, the Qi Cultivation cultivators gradually began to catch a glimpse of the principles, and the previously somewhat oppressive atmosphere in the hall started to become lively and joyous, with many people showing excited expressions.

Although most of the cultivators present were low-tier Outer Sect Qi Cultivators,

Not one lacked a sincere and fervent heart for pursuing the Dao.

Despite inferior Root Bones, despite slow Comprehension, they all yearned for carefree immortality!

They were willing to endure hardships and even lay down their lives for this.

Clang~

The bronze bell rang again, jolting the cultivators who were listening intently out of their trance.

Only then did everyone realize that the Purple Mansion Superior on the lecture platform had already left at some unknown point!

They couldn’t help but look at each other in dismay.

“Today’s lecture ends here.”

At this moment, the head of the Dharma Transmission Hall announced loudly, “The Superior graciously allows disciples to seek individual guidance, limited to just a hundred spots, first come first served!”

The entire place erupted into an uproar!

There were tens of thousands of cultivators present, but there were only a hundred spots for personal guidance from the Superior.

A classic case of too many monks and not enough porridge!

Everyone immediately swarmed forward, surrounding the head of the Dharma Transmission Hall.

Scrambling for these precious spots!

If it weren’t for the Dharma Transmission Hall disciples maintaining order, the scene might have descended into chaos.

Many cultivators waved their Storage Bags,

Each face flushed with excitement.

Yet obtaining Chang Chun’s personal guidance was not the key.

What mattered most was the opportunity for face-to-face interaction with a Purple Mansion Superior!

If this led the Superior to view any of them favorably, that could mean ascending to the heavens in a single step, a change in destiny.

Everyone knew the hope was slim, yet for that one in a ten-thousand chance, they were willing to try.

Amidst the frenzied atmosphere, Wang Chen quietly moved away from the boiling crowd.

He had been gradually entering a wonderful state just now.

Being abruptly interrupted when he was about to grasp enlightenment was undeniably distressing.

However, Wang Chen had no interest in those hundred spots.

Besides being short on funds,

Wang Chen had no desire to be a small fish lured by sweet bait.

Or a piece of chive.

The Superior was wise, his Cultivation Level profound, his strategic prowess admirable.

He simply wished to be a small cultivator living quietly.

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First update posted.