Shangyuque

Chapter 302 Rules Change, Chaos Erupts in the East, Little Fish's Chance to Become a Golden Immortal!
Bo Luo and Bi Fang tacitly told some lies about the change in the rules of the Great World.

There was no communication, no prior preparation, and they didn't even make eye contact.

It all depends on enlightenment, on the spirit and strength one possesses when standing at the pinnacle of the universe, and on the wisdom that is always essential.

What kind of tacit understanding?

Stop. Let's see what form the Wuji Dao Master actually takes.

"Cangshan, you seem to have embarrassed our Immortal Alliance. When you founded the Immortal Alliance, you weren't this clueless. Can't you even see such a simple problem?"

Rakshasa came later, and only realized the seriousness of the problem after being reminded by the Jade Palace Immortal Venerable. Therefore, it was more motivated to climb Mount Cang.

Under Lao Luo's sharp criticism of "Our Immortal Alliance," "Shameful," and "Smash It," Cangshan didn't respond, pretending not to hear.

Individuals in certain ecological niches may be replaced by time and the general trend, but those ecological niches themselves will never disappear.

At this moment, just as at that moment.

Don't ask what time it was then; let's give the Cangshan elder some face.

"Fellow Daoist Rakshasa, when did you realize there was a problem? I'm still a bit unclear about what exactly happened."

The most shameless old hag in the world, Qingrui, secretly tested Rakshasa's level.

Cangshan is weak, that's an open secret. They're only at the goalkeeper level in every aspect, there's nothing more to say.

Lao Luo is different.

You say Rakshasa is strong? She is indeed strong. She once killed the Drunken Sword Master, but she has hardly made a move since then, maintaining her top position for a long time.

But Lao Luo lost his Immortal Extinction Domain.

Finally, thanks to the machinations of Qingrui and Shuizun, she managed to gain a foothold within the Immortal Alliance, thus avoiding becoming a dish on the table.

The whole process was far more complex than just a series of perilous events.

From beginning to end, every moment, the Rakshasa teetered between life and death.

The danger never occurred, but this 'not happening' itself does not mean it wouldn't happen, but rather that it simply didn't happen.

Therefore, it's hard to say about Lao Luo's strength in Qing Rui's opinion. Her judgment is that he is about the same as herself, but may be stronger, but definitely weaker than Shui Zun.

After all, if Lao Luo didn't have confidence, what right did he have to lead the fourth faction into battle?
'If you don't know, you don't know. Just stick close to your master.'

Old Luo completely ignored Qingrui's nonsense; he was communicating with the old man with the winnowing basket and the water vessel.

There are three possibilities. First, it is not dead, but still alive. It is currently outside the heavens, but can project power into the greater world.

Secondly, it died, but was resurrected in the vast universe. Bifang was just pretending; in reality, it was just a person, creating layers of mystery.

Thirdly, its near-death state is the most troublesome aspect.

At this point, the old man with the winnowing basket fell silent. Information is priceless; he wasn't a devout believer, so why should he preach for free?

Those who understand will understand, and those who don't will pretend to understand. Bo Luo's conversation partners are top-tier immortals. Who would dare to make themselves look like an idiot like Cang Shan?

Moreover, is Cangshan really stupid?
It's nothing more than Qingrui, the clarion caller, being replaced by Cangshan.

Regardless of what happens to the Outer Heavens or the Lord of the Limitless Dao, Bifang must still hold a banquet; this is its 'main thread' and cannot be disrupted.

So what should we do now? Continue to change the rules of the Great World. Putting aside assumptions and speculations, there is indeed a mysterious entity that has made its move.

Why would that being participate in the process of altering the rules of the Great Heaven and Earth? What is its purpose? 'The First Immortal God of the Wutian Sect, the Third Strongest Immortal Ancestor of the Great Heaven and Earth, asked.'

'I don't know, I intend to continue changing the rules.'

If things don't change, everyone will have a hard time.

We must include the celestial beings in this great calamity so that we can continue our journey without attacking each other.

In the end, talent becomes completely irrelevant. Those who survive the trials of time are all exceptionally talented.

What top-tier immortals compete on is never talent, but the sum of all the changes and possibilities they can encompass.

Like a surging tide, even a powerful top-tier immortal could easily handle it by simply using the slightest change in their power.

But considering their size, a 'small' change relative to their size is an endless change for the weak.

In essence, the old man with the winnowing basket's opinion was—leave the cost to the celestial being so we can continue winning.

"What should we do about Wuji Daozu? What should we do about Bifang?" Deding King asked.

'Wait, I'm not afraid of Bifang. No matter how much it pretends, I'm not afraid.'

If there is a Daoist Master of Wuji, then the trouble will be with Bifang; I cannot decide the outcome.

Moreover, maintaining stability is a good thing for us beings. 'The old man with the winnowing basket' replied.

Amidst endless changes, truth and falsehood intertwine, influenced by Bifang and the potential existence of the Wuji Dao Master.

Who can see the truth hidden underwater?

The old man with the winnowing basket had actually given up on the pursuit of the truth and returned to a simple, absolute confidence in his own abilities.

Is Bi Fang faking it? It doesn't matter, he's not afraid of Bi Fang.

Does the Lord of Wuji really exist? No problem, Bifang will handle it.

The rules of heaven and earth continued to be altered amidst the suffocating silence of the top-tier Golden Core cultivators.

There might be a sword that has been honed for 130,000 years hanging beside you; no one can take this lightly.

Throughout history, countless geniuses have vied for the Dao Fruit. Contemporary geniuses, such as the Jade Palace Immortal Venerable, and those who preceded him, like the Dripping Water Immortal Venerable and the Moonflower Immortal Venerable, are the geniuses who have emerged in this era.

But the prodigy from 100,000 years ago was still a prodigy; he was just old, not useless.

If the Dao Master of the Limitless Realm has truly survived round after round of refinement to this day, then that would be terrifying. His capacity for cultivation must be higher than that of the vast majority of Golden Core cultivators, perhaps even much higher.

Rakshasa even wondered if she might become a stepping stone on the path to defeating the Lord of Limitless Dao.
Probably.

Having attained enlightenment nearly 60,000 years ago, it then became a stepping stone, enabling the heroes of the new era who challenge the old Deng to go faster and further.

Whenever he thought of this, Luocha felt a little irritable. It wasn't that he lacked confidence, nor that he had confidence in Jade Palace Immortal Venerable or his subordinates and opponents.

Simply put, Rakshasa understands all too well how brutal the competition is on the path to absolute supremacy.

A cultivator, after two hundred years of practice, became a prodigy, and was then given by the sect's patriarch to the Jade Palace Immortal Venerable, who was in charge of reforms—this is the story of Jing Jianjia.

An individual's efforts, if lacking the right path, can easily become insignificant in the face of the tides of time.

A cultivator who cultivated for five hundred years became a Purple Mansion cultivator, and then took orders from Xiao Deng, who was more than four hundred years younger than him—this is the story of Li Haikuo.

In his own story, Master Haikuo is a legendary figure, but in the eyes of Immortal Venerable Yuque, he is just an old man named Li who is not yet ready to die.

He struggled his whole life, only to be deemed worthy of living by the immortals—a fortunate, lamentable, and subtly terrifying assessment.

A cultivator, after cultivating for 1,500 years, building up his power, attaining the Golden Core, and entering the Immortal Platform, was humiliated and subjected to a "team-building" session like a dog—this is the story of Shenguang.

But the story of Shenguang was sung by countless people, like the Wang family, in the Western Sea, in the Red Lantern Sect, in the Heavenly Serpent Sect, and in Wunan Prefecture.

He was already a legend, he was already a Golden Core cultivator, but in the end, he died unknown to anyone in Bifang's giant stomach.

What Rakshasa saw was an even crueler, inevitable situation.

Throughout history, countless geniuses have vied for the Dao Fruit, but even the Immortal Venerable is merely a stepping stone.

Once someone embarks on or leaves the path of supremacy, endless bloodshed will ensue, and even top-tier Golden Core cultivators will find it difficult to remain unscathed.

Cultivating immortality, reaching the highest level, only to encounter the most terrifying and inescapable abyss.
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Compared to Rakshasa's worries, those in the vast world who experienced the greatest changes after this alteration of the rules of heaven and earth didn't even have the right to worry.

The Qi is transformed into Qi cultivation, and the memory is directly modified.

The memories of once being able to cultivate freely but later being restricted from doing so were erased by the combined efforts of the great cultivators.

The conflict remains, but the direct chain of hatred has been broken by a powerful force.

The significance lies in reducing the cost of governance; on a broader scale, across the four cardinal directions, five regions, and eight wastelands, this translates to a massive absolute reduction. Those who cultivate Qi and transform it into cave techniques, once at the bottom, will become middle-class under the new ruling order.
Foundation building is divided into two levels: understanding the Dao and transforming into the spirit.

True Man Mingdao, having reached the Nascent Soul stage, will become a high-ranking figure in the cultivation world.

The Purple Palace represents a wandering immortal, while the Golden Elixir represents a celestial immortal.

The immortals are served first, followed by the celestial beings.

The core figures within each of the real factions, namely the Golden Immortals, have actually risen to an even higher status.

The Immortal Alliance's major repair decision-making system has never been democratic; rather, it has led to consensus by reducing the intensity of internal strife.

The consensus in the cultivation world is different from the consensus within the Immortal Alliance; it can be reached without the participation of so many people.

The strongest productive forces are relatively few in number, which can lead to a monopoly, but the risks are high.

Therefore, they attracted slightly less powerful, but still unattainable, productive forces.

The combination of top-tier Golden Core cultivators and Golden Immortals creates immense power, which becomes the strongest means and productive force, thus reshaping the production relations of the cultivation world.

In the process of reconstruction, the fate of the underprivileged is explosively reshaped, reshaped into a living space with even lower possibilities and future.

However, the Celestial Immortal still had a certain degree of autonomy. After the rules of the Great World were changed, the Dripping Water stayed in the Eastern Pole Sect for a whole month.

Jade Palace Immortal Venerable's foundation was ultimately too shallow, and his behavior was too anthropomorphic.

As a result, after the rules were changed, many Foundation Establishment disciples in the Eastern Pole Sect experienced a complete collapse of their Dao hearts.

They expected the Jade Palace Immortal to bring them something, but the Jade Palace Immortal did not do everything they wanted.

The harsh reality not only shattered their illusions but also ignored their anger.

Many disciples have left, but how could the Eastern Pole Sect collapse because of the disappearance of a few people?

On days when the sun rises as usual, many people wonder where the Jade Palace Immortal Venerable has gone.

The little fish, who knew the truth, could only sigh alone.

Finally, forty years after Jade Palace Immortal Venerable left, she finally found Rakshasa Heaven.

Forty years should be enough time for Jade Palace Immortal Venerable to repay the debt he owed to Rakshasa during his Daoist practice, right?
Thinking about these things, the little fish entered the Rakshasa's dojo.

"I thought you would have come much earlier."

Old Luo was still the same arrogant person, neither hot nor cold. To put it simply, the Rakshasa Demon Emperor fully displayed the arrogance of a top-tier Golden Core cultivator.

"It'll be the same sooner or later. What he does is up to you, Your Majesty. Yu Lou and I don't owe you anything, you know that."

The Water Immortal remained calm and composed; emotions were useless in the face of someone like Lao Luo.

Drip Water is not a shallow person; she understands the intricacies of interests.

"Of course, so I gave him a big gift, but this gift is not really up to me."

"White Carp, sit down. When you escaped from the Dripping Water Cave and returned to the vast world, had you already attained enlightenment and found the path to becoming a Golden Immortal?"

The situation is indeed as Rakshasa described. Although the environment of the Crimson Sand Realm, with its extremely rare water spirits, is a pitfall, it is actually a very special 'advantage card' for Jade Palace Immortal Venerable.

Despite the extreme difficulty of this hand, both Lao Luo and Yu Que Xian Zun were quite confident, believing that Wang Yu Lou could play it well.

Compared to that petty scoundrel Wang Yulou, Lao Luo was actually more concerned about Dishui.

Of course, it's not the kind of shallow, traitorous concern.

Jade Palace Immortal Venerable had no need to worry about returning to the Great World; he saw Old Luo and Dripping Water standing together, holding a child's hand and saying, "You're back."

"I'm still far from it, and there's no clear distinction among Golden Immortals, so I can't be sure of my own strength," Dripping Water replied.

Under the new rules of heaven and earth, Golden Immortals are broadly defined as those with an average lifespan of 30,000 years and the strength of a Golden Core cultivator.

But who gets to define exactly what this average strength is?
It's difficult to define.

The Bull Demon King, the Immortal of Rites, and the Dragon King are all at the level of Golden Immortals.

However, Donglai, Dishui, and Beishan Yaoshen are somewhat inferior.

"Not far off, the definition of Golden Immortal is very vague. The current common practice is that major forces include all those who attained enlightenment in the previous chaotic era as Heavenly Immortals, which makes up one-third of the Heavenly Immortals."

As for those who attained enlightenment earlier, it's hard to say.

You attained enlightenment in the early to mid-stages of the previous chaotic era, so you actually had some opportunities to break through this ambiguous line.

Cangshan and I set up a small scheme. Qingrui and Shuizun's camp had more Golden Immortals than ours. The two sides fought several rounds, and each side raised two people to the Golden Immortal level.

This concerns the distribution of benefits within the Immortal Alliance for our fourth faction. I intend to give you and Donglai this opportunity. What do you think?

The Rakshasa Demon Emperor smiled and said, seemingly about to give a perk to Dr. Water.

"Did you torment Wang Yulou to death?" Bai Li sensed something was wrong.

"Haha, not at all. He does have some talent, but I'm far from needing to rely on those things to go any further."

Don't worry, this is a gift. It's a gift to him, and it's also a gift to you.

The fourth faction wants to go further, so as the head of the family, I naturally have to be more generous.

Old Luo offered a particularly considerate explanation.

"As for your and Donglai's positions as Golden Immortals, they are actually a means for me to further win over people like you."

In the new stable era of the cultivation world, it is said that rogue immortals can die at will.

Therefore, once you attain the rank of Golden Immortal, you can consume much more resources.

With so much supplies, we'll split it fifty-fifty, and the same goes for Donglai, so don't worry.

Because of its extreme ruthlessness, it appears all the more sincere.

It was a tense situation, but Bai Li was indeed much more at ease.

"What exactly did you take him there for?"

"Attaining enlightenment is that simple."

My efforts to win over Donglai are akin to winning over Zhizhi.

I'm trying to win you over because you were one of the first to ascend to the Dao in the previous era of large-scale enlightenment, and you have considerable potential.

I cultivated a relationship with Wang Yulou because he was the one who found the path to enlightenment the fastest in the most difficult era, and his potential was even greater than yours.

Don't worry, Qingrui may seem crazy, but she's not.

Cangshan may appear unassuming, but it is quietly accumulating its rich heritage.

If the vessel remains still, it will easily win if it moves.

My style is different from theirs, but it's somewhat similar to yours and Yulou's.

No matter how much you argue, I'm confident I'll always be stronger than you.

As for betrayal or not, it doesn't matter.

Old Luo rattled off a whole bunch of things, but Little Fish only cared about one question.

"You mean, enlightenment?"

The Demon Emperor nodded slightly and answered calmly.

"Well, there's nothing to hide. The Dao Lord of Wuji is most likely still alive."

In the future, the struggle between heaven and earth will become even more complex.

Beyond the heavens, beyond the heavens, you should know about the beyond the heavens, right?

(End of this chapter)