All Heavens: Becoming a Saint Begins in Deep Space

Extraordinary planet, lost land.

The pure white moonlight shone down, like a shower of light from a celestial being ascending to heaven, pouring onto the sea surface. No matter how you looked at it, it seemed as if treasures had fallen.

"A scroll of scriptures?" Wang Xuan stared blankly at the scriptures that had fallen from the moon.

The scripture fell before our eyes, emitting a hazy rain of light, hovering above the bamboo boat.

A crystal-clear silk thread was attached to the scripture, making it look like it was used for fishing.

Wang Li looked at the book's cover. The symbols, though clear, were completely unfamiliar to him, but a spiritual imprint was visible on it, allowing him to understand its meaning: "Sixteen-Foot Golden Body Technique".

Looking at the scriptures so close to him, it was impossible for Wang Li not to be tempted. However, the Buddhist practices were said to involve transforming oneself into various strange things, which Wang Li found uninteresting.

Wang Xuan asked, "Senior, has this happened before? What became of those who obtained the scriptures?"

"It seems they landed on the moon along this line," the ferryman said uncertainly.

"Is this a moon landing? I feel like we've been fished out!" Wang Xuan seriously suspected that this was the fishing line, the scriptures were the bait, and they were the fish.

"I don't know much about what's happening on the moon," the ferryman said, shaking his head.

Now, monsters are fishing for them on the dead moon.

Wang Li and Wang Xuan are very patient.

Wang Xuan looked at the sixteen-foot-tall golden body manual and said, "What kind of lousy manual is this? It's not even as good as Old Zhong's collection. Do you really think we're ignorant? Take it back."

The fishing monster reacted, and the crystal-clear fishing line vanished into the night sky in a flash.

Before long, a shower of light, like a celestial being descending, fell from the sky, and a scripture fell from the sky above the bamboo boat, still attached to the fishing line.

"They've got their eyes on them." Wang Xuan took out his short sword, preparing to see what scripture it contained. If it was good, he could learn from it; if not, he would return it.

Wang Li gestured to Wang Xuan to wait and not to make any rash moves.

They carefully examined the spiritual imprint on the book's cover and understood its meaning: "The Primordial Purification Technique."

The name sounded intimidating, so they turned to the ferryman and asked if he had heard of the book.

"This is a renowned early Taoist manual for cultivating the spirit. It's quite extraordinary and definitely a high-level secret technique!" the ferryman said solemnly.

"There are even more amazing things in Lao Zhong's study; this one still won't do," Wang Li said, shaking his head in disappointment.

Silently, the scriptures drifted away again, disappearing into the air.

The ferryman spoke slowly, "May I ask who this Old Zhong is? What fragments of ancient martial arts manuals are in his study?"

Just then, the fishing line on the moon drooped down again, and a rain of light fell. A radiant scripture, exuding Taoist charm and with various runes flowing across it, slowly descended.

"Divine Illumination Inner Landscape Diagram?" Wang Xuan stared at the words on it. What did this have to do with the inner landscape?

"No, it's still not enough. There's something better in Old Zhong's study," Wang Li said.

The ferryman couldn't stand it any longer and asked, "Who is Old Zhong? What scriptures does he possess that allowed him to crush the Divine Illumination Inner Landscape Diagram?"

"He was a father, collector, and archaeologist. To care for his children and maintain his health, he even caused his children and grandchildren to grow old prematurely. His study was richly filled with all kinds of books, encompassing everything from calligraphy and paintings by immortals to scriptures of immortality and ancient artifacts. Among them, the most famous was his complete collection of pre-Qin jade slips. He had a good literary cultivation and appreciated ancient artifacts every day to cultivate his mind," Wang Xuan said with great admiration.

"Wait? Where did he get all those things?!" the ferryman asked with a serious expression.

He found it incredible that a mere mortal could possess so many legendary things!

Wang Li said, "As I mentioned before, he's an archaeologist. You know the Old Earth, right? The Old Earth is almost completely hollowed out now. He and some other old guys from the New Star organized a group of people to dig up the scriptures left behind by the Immortals in the Old Earth."

"How is that possible? Let alone a Pure Land at the Ascension level, they might not even be able to enter the cave of an Earth Immortal. How could they find it in the void where one can hide on their own?" the ferryman said with a serious expression.

The ferryman didn't believe it, because if that old Zhong really did it, then perhaps even his belongings would be taken away.

Upon hearing this, Wang Xuan sighed and said, "The times have changed, senior. The extraordinary has disappeared, and no one in the old land can cultivate anymore. Now, let alone Earth Immortals, even Grandmasters are top-notch experts outside. The extraordinary matter has disappeared, and the so-called classics and rare objects are now just antiques for people to collect. Even if there is any danger, it is all useless in front of warships that can destroy planets."

The ferryman stared blankly, then sighed with melancholy, "The decline of the extraordinary is inevitable. All supernatural powers and magic will vanish, all laws will decay, and even the high and mighty immortals will fall to the mortal world, losing all their majesty."

The ferryman suddenly came to his senses and said, "I also have a cave in the old land. Could it be that Old Zhong dug it up too?!"

"It's probably about time," Wang Xuan and Wang Li said at the same time.

Those tycoons even dug up the small Taoist temple in the Black Mountain next to their house, not to mention the cave dwellings of those celebrities.

"This is outrageous! This old Zhong dared to steal the roots of the immortals. If anyone crosses the border and returns, this old Zhong will…!" Clearly, the ferryman was indignant. His home had been stolen, and he was very unhappy.

He then added, "If people on the other side of the curtain knew about this old man, he would definitely become a 'celebrity'!"

Deep within the secret place, Old Zhong sneezed nine times in a row, a chill ran down his spine, and he felt that something bad was about to happen.

His book collection was all-encompassing. He immediately cast a divination for himself, and then he became very uneasy. "Extremely bad!" There was no solution!

On the bamboo boat, Wang Li quickly tried to salvage the situation, saying, "Senior, you can't speak carelessly. The world has changed. Old Zhong is not an isolated case; many people are like this."

Wang Li sounded a little guilty, after all, he was currently in contact with Zhong Qing, and it wouldn't be appropriate to make fun of her great-grandfather now.

There was no movement for a long time this time. The three talked for a long time, and then the fishing line fell again, and a scripture appeared in front of them once more.

This time, the scripture contained no magnificent visions, only a faint mist covering it.

Upon seeing this creature, Wang Li thought to himself, "The big fish has finally arrived!"

Then, he gave Wang Xuan a wink.

Wang Xuan and Wang Li were in perfect sync; after acknowledging receipt, they silently drew their short swords.

The ferryman was also shocked.

"This...this is!" His body was trembling, his blurry face appeared under the raincoat, and his lips were quivering.

"Sizzle!"

Wang Xuan drew his short sword and swung it decisively. With a clang, sparks flew as he managed to cut the fishing line with difficulty!

Neither Wang Li nor Wang Xuan tried to catch the falling 'stone slab,' letting it land in the cabin.

The ferryman standing nearby was dumbfounded. Could this really be happening? Did these two kids plan this all along?

He was even more surprised by how sharp the short sword was. He had previously confirmed that the fishing line was engraved with mysterious runes and was more indestructible than the fishing line on his ship that could connect to the curtain. Now it had actually been cut in half.

The stone slab landed on the bamboo boat, and neither Wang Li nor Wang Xuan moved. Instead, they said to the ferryman, "Senior, please!"

"What do you mean?" the ferryman asked them.

Wang Li said, "Please take a look at this scripture, senior. Without your guidance, we are afraid we will not be able to master the scripture on this stone slab."

Wang Xuan echoed, "Yes, senior, we will need your guidance later on."

This stone slab has an extraordinary history, and now it's right in front of us. How many people can remain unmoved?

"Are you really going to show me?" The ferryman's fingers were trembling. He tried hard to control himself, but he couldn't help but reach for the stone slab on the cabin.

"Senior, there's no need for us to be so polite. We'll be dealing with each other frequently in the future," Wang Xuan said earnestly.

"Back then, two of the top ten masters among the immortals died because of this stone tablet. My grandmaster was not ranked that high. He accidentally obtained the scripture and was hunted down and killed after it became known to others."

The ferryman was saddened; that was his master's father, a man of great strength and kind nature, who had met a tragic end because of this stone slab.

"Are you really willing to show me this stone slab with such an amazing origin?" the ferryman asked again.

Wang Li nodded and said, "Senior, we trust your character. Rest assured, we sincerely invited you to take this look, and we will need your guidance later."

"Besides, we also need you to disperse the black mist on the stone slab, senior. Please!" Wang Li said.

The ferryman picked up the stone slab shrouded in mist. It was more than three feet long and two feet wide, covered in cracks and stained with black blood.

Looking at the stone slab so close at hand, the ferryman sighed and said, "This legendary stone slab contains one of the most powerful scriptures in legend. It's extremely difficult to practice, and frankly, it's better not to practice it at all. Some beings in the Immortal Realm who have become Buddhas and Ancestors have died trying to practice it!"

"The scripture itself is not the problem. The powerful immortals in the celestial realm have repeatedly deduced it, and the theory is feasible. Once mastered, it would be incredibly powerful, but it is extremely difficult to actually practice."

The ferryman, moved by the sight of the stone slab before him, wiped away the mist with his hand and then quickly untied the fishing line.

He turned his head away, not daring to look, afraid that he wouldn't be able to resist practicing and would squander the last bit of his life force.

Wang Li and Wang Xuan stood on either side of him, craning their necks to study it carefully. There were nine pictures on the stone slab, each with dense inscriptions beneath it.

Although they don't recognize the characters, they are imprinted with spiritual meaning, which allows them to better understand the true meaning of the scriptures and incidentally, to recognize these scribbled characters.

Forget about practicing or not, just learn!

Soon, the ferryman noticed something was wrong. A mysterious stream of light flashed across the stone slab, entered the raincoat, and marked him.

"There's a trap on the stone slab! Good things aren't so easy to get after all!" the ferryman said in a deep voice.

The ferryman felt something was very wrong. This thing originally had nothing to do with him; it was these two kids who caused this trouble.

Meanwhile, the fishing line hanging in mid-air went far away.

The ferryman's expression was unfriendly as he said, "Did you already have a premonition that something unexpected would happen? Let me show you how to avoid a trap."

"What does this have to do with us, senior? It was done by a creature from the moon. Who would have thought it would be so insidious?"

Wang Xuan sighed, looking as if he still had lingering fears.

The ferryman, sensing the marks on his body, looked even uglier upon hearing these words: "You're all fine, I've taken all the blame."

Wang Li and Wang Xuan stared at the stone slab, making sure they had memorized all the contents and there were no problems.

Suddenly, the fishing line that had disappeared in mid-air reappeared. This time there were no scriptures, only a set of gleaming golden hooks, rushing straight toward the ferryman.

"Don't come at me!" the ferryman cried out in alarm, shouting at the full moon in the night sky.