Covering the Sky: Becoming an Emperor Through Sole Cultivation of the Sea of ​​Wheels

In front of the ancient teleportation array, the manager was shouting, "Last teleportation for today, last spot! Bidding starts now!"

"I'll contribute fifty jin of raw materials!"

"I'll offer a summoned weapon!"

"I'll produce a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum!"

Mo Wuji's voice rang out: "I'll offer one hundred jin of source energy plus a spirit weapon!"

The manager, unable to wait any longer, made the final decision: "You're the one!"

Mo Wuji's offer was almost double the normal price, but he really didn't want to wait another fifteen minutes. There had been too many unexpected problems along the way.

They delivered 100 kilograms of source blocks, as well as a spirit weapon they picked up from some unlucky thief.

Mo Wuji finally stood on the teleportation platform leading to the Taiqing Sacred Realm.

Having absorbed countless essences of heaven and earth, the Dao patterns around the array platform radiated brilliant light, and divine light soared into the sky, tearing through the void.

In a single instant, Mo Wuji traversed a distance of eight million miles.

After exiting the teleportation array, following the map without taking any wrong turns, Mo Wuji flew tirelessly for a full month before finally catching a glimpse of the Taiqing Sacred Realm in the distance.

The territory of the ancient star Ziwei is truly vast!

From a distance, it appears to be a truly extraordinary spiritual place.

The mountains are beautiful, birds fly about, there are red cliffs and strange rocks, waterfalls cascade like ribbons, and lingzhi mushrooms grow on the cliffs and at the bottom of the precipice, surrounded by rosy clouds and auspicious clouds.

It can be said that they went through countless hardships and teetered on the brink of life and death several times before finally arriving!

More than two thousand years ago, an old Taoist priest riding an ox descended upon the Ziwei Star Region, opened up the Xuandu Cave, built the Bajing Palace, and spread purple energy for thirty thousand miles.

This sacred realm of Taiqing thus became a divine land. No one knew how powerful the man named Laozi was, but he eventually disappeared without a trace, leaving behind only a secret realm.

Many people have searched for it, but all have returned empty-handed.

The Taiqing Sacred Realm possesses an astonishing array personally laid out by Lao Tzu, which even the nine-colored divine fire of the Big Dipper cannot burn through.

Placed on the Ziwei Star, which lacks the foundation of the ultimate Dao, its status is similar to that of Zishan in the Big Dipper; brute force is useless, it can only wait for a destined person.

Mo Wuji descended the divine rainbow close to the edge of the Taiqing Sacred Realm.

Then he discovered that there were quite a few cultivators like him who came to seek opportunities, and a bustling town had even formed in the area.

These people are mostly independent cultivators, since there aren't many unclaimed lands like this that clearly offer incredible opportunities anymore.

Apart from some vague and unfounded legends, the remaining sacred lands and treasure troves on the entire Ziwei Ancient Star have been occupied by major powers. How could independent cultivators possibly get involved?

At least this Taiqing Sacred Realm offers something tangible to look forward to.

In addition, several smaller factions have established their religions within a thousand miles of this area.

However, even the most skilled among them stopped at the Dao Palace Secret Realm, which was completely Mo Wuji's comfort zone.

With two Saint Lord-level weapons in hand, his combat power here is more than enough to contend for the title of number one.

In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed since Mo Wuji arrived here. During this time, Mo Wuji had been painstakingly researching and experimenting with the Taiqing Sacred Realm.

However, he gained nothing; the Taiqing Sacred Realm showed no sign of opening up to him.

Could it be that Yin Tiande is truly the chosen one of this Ziwei Ancient Star?

No, I don't believe it! Life is unpredictable; how can anything be predetermined?

Besides, what kind of chosen one would remain a coward even after his own younger brother was killed and his future Daoist partner entered the Goddess Furnace with someone else?

The companions he had made over the past two weeks comforted Mo Wuji. Some of them had been here for ten years and were in the same boat as him. He should relax.

According to local legends, some people persisted here for over a hundred years, only to end up with nothing.

A kind word warms the heart for three winter months. With the comforting words of these people, Mo Wuji lowered his guard and was about to express his gratitude.

But then someone said, "This place is secluded from the world, peaceful and tranquil. It would be a good thing to build a career here and live out the rest of your life in peace."

Mo Wuji immediately realized: This is a demon in one's heart! It leads people astray and drags them into the mire.

Mo Wuji, with a pure and unblemished Daoist heart, swung his sword to sever these evil thoughts.

He replied resolutely, "No, I want to cultivate!"

Mo Wuji's desire to pursue the Dao was unwavering.

He bid farewell to his companions and continued on his journey.

In fact, Mo Wuji is not lacking in cultivation scriptures at present. When he met Li Tian last time, Li Tian saw that his cultivation had improved rapidly.

He readily imparted the Dao Palace chapter of the Six Desires Heavenly Art to Mo Wuji.

But everyone condemns the path of human desire, and if given a choice, Mo Wuji really didn't want to go down a dead end.

Although Mo Wuji's reputation has now surpassed that of others, most cultivators no longer just hate him, but want to skin him alive.

What worried Mo Wuji the most was that this man's way of doing things was really a bit strange.

The strange reaction when He Yan first met her.

There's also the terrifying story from the original novel where Li Tian and Yan Yixi's flesh and blood merge into one person.

The inexplicable loss of control over the Six Desires Heavenly Skill last time made Mo Wuji afraid to continue practicing it.

He feared that the Six Desires Heavenly Art might be like the Devouring Heaven Demon Art, which was countered by those in power, and that if he practiced it to the end, he might end up turning himself into a humanoid elixir.

Despite being all alone, Mo Wuji did not slack off at all. Every day, he continued to study the Taiqing Sacred Realm diligently and comprehend its pervasive Daoist charm.

With Mo Wuji's exceptional comprehension, he had actually made considerable progress over time.

Mo Wuji became much more spiritually intelligent, ethereal and otherworldly, and even cultivators would praise him as having the appearance of an immortal.

Although this gain is not in terms of cultivation, it is still extremely valuable.

On a full moon night, Mo Wuji sat cross-legged on a blue stone, facing the Taiqing Sacred Realm that was so close at hand.

Yuehua draped Mo Wuji in a silver robe, which, combined with his rich Daoist aura, made him appear like a celestial being residing in the world.

Mo Wuji amplified his spiritual sense to the extreme, and he inadvertently caught a sound coming from inside the Taiqing Sacred Realm.

It sounded like immortals chanting scriptures, or like the low murmur of the Great Dao.

It reached straight to Mo Wuji's heart, questioning his Dao heart, and gave Mo Wuji a faint sign of enlightenment.

Mo Wuji had a deep intuition that tonight would be the night he attained enlightenment!

Mo Wuji gathered his chaotic thoughts, keeping his mind calm and undisturbed, his Daoist heart as clear as a mirror, untouched by any dust.

A breath... a quarter of an hour... an hour...

It has remained in this state for a long time, as if the world has changed beyond recognition and time has passed.

The Heavenly Sound of the Great Dao finally resounded once again within Mo Wuji's Immortal Platform.

"The Tao that can be spoken of is not the eternal Tao; the name that can be named is not the eternal name..."

Outside, Mo Wuji's entire body radiated immortal light, soaring straight into the sky, even more dazzling than the moon in the heavens!

The sky was filled with countless rays of light and auspicious colors, with auspicious clouds overhead—this extraordinary phenomenon was truly magnificent.

The entire Taiqing Sacred Realm, encompassing a radius of a thousand miles, was alarmed by all living beings, including mortals, demons, and cultivators!