Covering the Sky: My path to becoming an emperor is invincible, thanks to my fellow cultivation of Y

He was very confident in himself, believing that he was one of the very few exceptionally talented individuals.

It's obvious that I'm one in a million.

If the "tools" are to be able to weave together the "trajectory of the Dao" in the future, then naturally we need to choose from those complex and mysterious tools.

"What should I choose..." Li Wangxian considered it carefully for a long time, and finally her eyes brightened.

Ultimately, he made a clear choice: to forge his "divine runes" into a "bell".

This was not a spur-of-the-moment impulse; it was something Li Wangxian had thought about carefully. It wasn't just because he subjectively liked the imposing "bell," like the Bell that guards the years or the Chaos Bell—those were so cool!

Moreover, the clock was also very suitable for his future path.

Having obtained the Yin-Yang Immortal Seed, he had already pondered his future path over the past few years.

The moon and the sun, which is weak and which is strong, when yin and yang work together, the world is ruled by the emperor.

What ancient scripture could be like this, that if one mastered it one could become an emperor?

This is an extremely powerful path. If one can successfully traverse it, becoming an emperor is almost certain. Furthermore, if one possesses sufficient talent, one might even attain the Heavenly Emperor Dao Fruit.

However, this path is extremely difficult. Throughout history, some great sages have cultivated in this way, but in the end, they all went down the path of no return, their bodies and souls perished, leaving only regrets.

Even the later Emperor Ye, strictly speaking, could not be considered successful. His Dao was to nurture the Hundred Scriptures in the furnace, which intersected with the path of Yin and Yang in harmony, but they were not the same.

Besides, the one who went the furthest on this path was the ancient demon Dongfang Taiyi, who reached the pinnacle of the Great Sage realm. Although he did not die, he did not truly succeed and instead encountered problems.

He is a god by day and a demon by night, often in a daze. Even though he achieved a different kind of enlightenment in the later stages of the novel "Covering the Sky," judging from his later performance, he probably only borrowed the theory of Yin and Yang from Emperor Ye and used Tai Chi to separate the conflict between Yin and Yang, rather than truly achieving the harmony of Yin and Yang.

As for whether Li Wangxian could succeed, to be honest, he wasn't sure. But with the Yin-Yang Immortal Seed, if he didn't even dare to try, then he could forget about attaining enlightenment in this lifetime.

Moreover, if the people in the Sun God Cult didn't know, how could he, someone who had read *Covering the Sky*, not know? The fundamental reason for the decline of the Sun God Cult was that, in the distant past, the forbidden zone of the Underworld killed the then-powerful Sun Quasi-Emperor, slaughtered countless members of the Sun lineage, and extracted the Sun Blood needed by the Supreme Beings of the Underworld.

This blood feud is still far off. The Golden Crow Clan in Ziwei is about to destroy the Sun God Cult in the near future. Only Xiao Tongtong was lucky enough to be rescued by Ye Fan, who had wandered to Ziwei. Otherwise, the bloodline of the Holy Emperor would have been wiped out.

This was one of the biggest things he hated when he read "Covering the Sky"!

Having transmigrated into the world of "Covering the Sky" and become the divine son of the Sun God Cult, Ye Tong's future brother, he naturally couldn't let this happen again, so he had to become powerful enough.

After all, besides the Great Golden Crow King who is on the surface, the Golden Crow Clan has a Saint-level foundation in secret, and there is even a Great Saint sealed in the Divine Source.

Therefore, he needs to be powerful enough to kill a Great Sage, no, that's not enough, he also needs to be able to fight a Supreme Being. So, this path of Yin and Yang is the most suitable path for him.

Although the Taiyang Jing is now incomplete and the Taiyin Jing is nowhere to be found, Li Wangxian still has a mysterious confidence that he can obtain these two scriptures and embark on this invincible path.

After all, the ancient scriptures of the Sun God Cult were lost, but that doesn't mean that the Sun God Scripture is no longer available on Ziwei Star. Ye Fan, who is far away in Beidou, was able to obtain two volumes of the scripture, and it is even circulating on the ancient star road.

As the birthplace and place of death of the Holy Emperor, Ziwei could not possibly be without any authentic scriptures passed down through generations. Even the exact whereabouts of the ancient scriptures of the Sun God Sect are still open to debate.

After all, it's true that the Underworld killed countless members of the Sun God Cult, but they were born with Yin energy, so they wouldn't be able to cultivate the Sun True Scripture!

The same applies to the Taiyin True Scripture; in fact, it might be easier to deal with, since the sect that killed the bloodline of the Taiyin Human Emperor and seized the foundation of the Taiyin Divine Sect is still around.

Thinking of this, Li Wangxian's face turned cold and filled with murderous intent.

Chapter 5 Yangcheng

Although he had decided to forge a Dao bell as a vessel, refining the original "divine runes" into a vessel was not an easy task. It was an arduous and lengthy process that could not be accomplished overnight.

First, we must determine the form of the "vessel" and imprint it firmly in our minds. In the future, we will use it as a reference to refine it, without allowing any flaws.

As for this step, after Li Wangxian tried to carve the image in his mind and use his divine sense to simulate and forge the divine runes into a bell, he realized that his impression of the bell was not deep enough, and the shape of the bell he imagined in his mind always felt wrong.

"It seems I need to go and see some ancient bells myself."

After Li Wangxian emerged from seclusion, he went straight from the palace where he had been in seclusion to find his father. He proposed to leave the Sun God Sect and go to the outside world to find some famous ancient bells to provide reference for his bell-making.

Upon hearing this, Li's father was very direct. He summoned Uncle Jiang, patted Li Wangxian's head, and handed him several jade platforms, which were already engraved with Dao patterns that allowed him to traverse the void.

Li Wangxian was taken aback. He never expected that the impoverished Sun God Sect would possess something as valuable as the Xuanyu Platform, which could allow one to traverse the void and save their life.

However, considering that Jiang Bo was able to escape from the Golden Crow Clan's pursuit for quite some time with Xiao Tongtong, and then wait for Ye Fan's rescue, it would have been impossible without the Xuan Yu Platform, after all, the Golden Crow Clan are birds that have become spirits.

In fact, the Golden Crow and a few other bird species, such as the Heavenly Roc, have always been known for their extreme speed.

"This was crafted by Elder Lin. It can traverse eight thousand miles of void in one go. It's a pity we don't have enough materials, otherwise I could have carved a few more for you."

Li's father noticed Li Wangxian's surprise. Knowing that his son loved reading ancient books, he was not surprised that his son would recognize Xuan Yutai.

Li Wangxian remained silent. After carefully putting away the Xuan Yu Platforms, he knew in his heart that these Xuan Yu Platforms should be all the remaining stock of the Sun Sect. After all, the decline of the Sun Sect was obvious to the naked eye.

Other sects boast numerous palaces and gardens of spiritual herbs, as well as waterfalls and springs, with cranes, phoenixes, and other mythical birds adorning the scenery. Some even have more extravagant features like floating islands and sacred mountains that are said to never fall.

And what about the Sun Cult?

The mountain peaks within the sect were unremarkable, and the palace had been damaged in a great calamity. Lacking divine metal, it could only be repaired with some wood, making it appear somewhat dilapidated.

As for spirit birds, they couldn't afford to raise them. As for the medicinal herb garden, before Li Wangxian was born, there was a small medicinal herb garden that was quite good, with a few thousand-year-old herbs and a dozen or so hundred-year-old spiritual herbs.

But now, there should only be a few ancient medicinal herbs left.

As for the lost spiritual herbs, they were all enough to be refined into elixirs for Li Wangxian's foundation building.

"The Sun Cult has staked its last remaining resources on me!"

Li Wangxian understood that the best way to respond to this affection was to make his family's expectations of him a reality.

At this moment, Uncle Jiang, with his white beard, arrived and gave his explanation.

Seeing this, Li Wangxian took out a longevity lock, put it on, and left with Uncle Jiang.

The Longevity Lock was crafted by Elder Lin. It can isolate the essence of heaven and earth and automatically connect with Li Wangxian, and can also conceal his aura to a certain extent.

Therefore, except when he was cultivating or when he was sure no one was around, Li Wangxian would wear the Longevity Lock to conceal his extraordinary abilities.

After all, a four-year-old cultivator from the other shore is quite intimidating.

Walking through the gates of the Sun Sect, one can see that the sect has truly declined. Upon reaching the gate, one only sees about a dozen disciples practicing martial arts and discussing Dao within its walls.

Although some disciples were still cultivating in the caves, the Sun Sect had less than a hundred disciples in total. Moreover, the aptitude of these disciples was generally not very good, and only a few in the entire sect could barely be considered geniuses.

After leaving the mountain gate, Jiang Bo created a rainbow of light, lifted Li Wangxian, and flew eastward towards Yangcheng.

Yangcheng is an ancient city with an extremely long history, dating back to the Primordial Era. At that time, the city was called the Holy City of the Sun and was the divine city of the Sun Cult.

After the decline of the Sun Cult, the city changed hands several times, and over the long years, its name was changed to Yang City.

"Uncle Jiang."

"Hmm, what's wrong, young master?"

In the rainbow light, Li Wangxian's eyes were clear as he looked down at the endless mountains and rivers below and said very seriously, "I want to take back Yangcheng."

“Alright, when the young master becomes a saint and ancestor one day, we will take back Yang City.”

Uncle Jiang responded to Li Wangxian very seriously, not at all thinking he was young, but treating it as a child's innocent words. This was the persona that Li Wangxian had cultivated over the years: intelligent and composed.

"Uncle Jiang, aren't you afraid I can't do it?"

"If it's the young master, then it's certainly possible," Uncle Jiang replied naturally, as if it were a matter of course.

"Yes, I will definitely do it," Li Wangxian replied earnestly.

While they were talking, Uncle Jiang had already flown eight hundred miles across mountains and rivers, and they could already see Yangcheng in the distance.

This ancient city, majestic and imposing, covers a vast area and resembles an immortal divine city in the heavens, exuding an aura of antiquity and vicissitude.

The city gate is tall and imposing; even dozens of savage riders can ride side by side without feeling crowded. The walls are mottled and emanate magical energy; if a powerful enemy were to attack, divine light would overflow, protecting the entire ancient city.

Upon seeing Yangcheng, the two did not immediately enter. Instead, they stopped the rainbow light, and Jiang Bo used a mysterious technique to change their form before entering Yangcheng.

The historical relationship between the Sun Cult and Yangcheng is well-known in the city, so members of the Sun Cult rarely come here, and even when they do, they usually conceal their identities.

Otherwise, it would be too conspicuous.

The purpose of this trip is simply to see the famous "Morning Bell" in Yangcheng and to help Li Wangxian refine the weapon. Naturally, it is necessary to conceal one's appearance to avoid trouble.

Yangcheng is a very prosperous city. This ancient city is extremely magnificent. If one does not fly, it would take several days to walk through the city like an ordinary person.

The city was extremely prosperous, with numerous palaces and wide ancient streets. It boasted everything from gambling dens and fairy towers to romantic palaces, and was extremely luxurious. Mortals and cultivators mingled together.

Inside the city, people came and went, half of whom were cultivators. In such a place, no one dared to act recklessly, because this was one of the central points of the Eastern Divine Continent of the Ziwei Starfield. Here, disciples and scions of various holy lands, aristocratic families, and dynasties could be found, and there were also many elders of the older generation of holy lands.

You might accidentally offend a powerful and influential person you can't afford to mess with; such things happen quite often here.

Therefore, Uncle Jiang and Li Wangxian kept a low profile. After entering the city, they went straight to their destination without any intention of taking a proper look around the city.

After all, Jiang Bo's transformation method wasn't particularly sophisticated; it didn't have the ability to alter one's original aura. If it were targeted by someone with ulterior motives, it could easily lead to serious trouble.

Chapter 6 Zhong Cheng

The "morning bell" that Li Wangxian wanted to see was nameless, but it was quite legendary. It was originally a bell cast from ordinary bronze, but in the past, a peerless master, for some unknown reason, "enlightened" this ancient bell, which made it remain immortal for hundreds of thousands of years.

Therefore, many stories have been passed down about this bell. Now, it is impossible to distinguish between the true and the false. Perhaps only the ancient books of those great religions and ethnic groups that have been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years can record this matter.

The ancient bell is nameless, and the bell tower is located in the center of Yangcheng. Anyone can visit it without any restrictions.

To Li Wangxian's surprise, there weren't many visitors at the Bell Tower; there were only a few small groups of people.

That's true. It's obvious that only people who are new to the city would choose to come here to see it. After all, no matter how famous the bell is or what stories it has, it can't change the fact that it's just an ordinary bell.

Over the years, countless renowned elders have confirmed that this is just an ordinary bell, and the inscription on the bell is merely a sutra on purity, with nothing particularly mysterious about it.

Li Wangxian approached the bell and took a closer look. He found that it was indeed so. However, this bell had survived for hundreds of thousands of years without decaying. The traces left by time on it seemed to have transformed into a different kind of Daoist charm.

Li Wangxian extended his primordial spirit to try to capture this Daoist charm, but he failed. The Daoist charm was elusive, like the moon in the water or a flower in a mirror.

After several unsuccessful attempts, Li Wangxian did not continue trying. Perhaps his cultivation level was insufficient, or perhaps he simply lacked any Daoist charm; it was merely the normal ancient charm left by the bronze bell over the years.

Regardless of the reason, he can't have it now.

"This bell is 33 feet tall and weighs over 10,000 jin. Its melodious sound can be heard for hundreds of miles."

Seeing that Li Wangxian had stopped probing with his divine sense, Uncle Jiang carefully introduced various aspects of the ancient bell to Li Wangxian, such as the thickness and length of the bell body.

"The sound of this bell is also wonderful. When struck lightly, it is mellow and deep; when struck heavily, it is loud and clear, with undulating sound waves and a brisk and elegant rhythm."

Only after seeing the ancient bell up close and listening to Uncle Jiang's explanation did Li Wangxian realize that what he lacked in his bell-making was precisely these many details.

The forging of a bell differs from that of other important artifacts. It is not enough to simply have a grand shape and appearance; one must also consider thickness, sound transmission, vibration, and many other functions. Therefore, the structure requires much more detail.

Having realized this, Li Wangxian did not linger any longer. He bought two bronze bells from a bell-casting shop run by ordinary people in the city, along with some books on bell casting, and then hurriedly left Yangcheng.

Li Wangxian and his companion arrived quickly and left just as quickly. By all accounts, they were already being cautious enough. After all, in such a short time, even if they attracted the attention of someone with ulterior motives, there wouldn't be enough time to ascertain their situation or gather enough manpower.