Chapter 703
Tang Lingwu leaped gracefully to the side of the old man in white, both of them gazing up at Zheng Fa with puzzled expressions. She turned to the old man, her eyes filled with questions.
The old man shook his head, signaling that he was just as clueless.
After about ten minutes, Zheng Fa suddenly opened his eyes.
He stood tall, extending a finger to touch the sun.
The sun flickered between gold and white, as if it were breathing, growing brighter and brighter, until it exploded at Zheng Fa's fingertip!
In an instant, blinding light filled the sky, causing both Tang Lingwu and the old man to instinctively shield their eyes.
“Meteor!”
Tang Lingwu, already a Golden Core cultivator, had sharper vision than the old man and was the first to shout.
As the golden light dimmed slightly, the old man understood—it was indeed a meteor!
Golden rays shot out from the sun, spreading in all directions.
But at the head of these golden rays were not meteors; instead, they were clusters of runes, shining brilliantly and trailing long tails as they streaked across the sky, landing all over the world.
“Beautiful…”
Tang Lingwu murmured.
The old man was equally dazzled, feeling as if he were witnessing an extravagant fireworks display.
One particular firework shot straight toward Hongshan.
It landed in the forest of Hongshan, flickered a few times, and then vanished.
“Hmm…” Tang Lingwu furrowed her brow, her consciousness expanding, and suddenly exclaimed, “Hongshan has changed!”
“Changed?”
The old man asked in confusion. Before Tang Lingwu could respond, a phantom of a turtle and snake appeared at the mountain's peak, bowing respectfully toward Zheng Fa.
He could also sense that Hongshan had suddenly gained some spiritual energy, the concentration of which was no less than when Zheng Fa had previously used the Ling Mountain technique, yet it felt different from the usual spiritual energy.
Exchanging glances with Tang Lingwu, they recalled the meteor shower and began to speculate. The old man spoke up, “This probably isn’t just about Hongshan.”
“Indeed, it’s not just Hongshan!”
Team Leader Yang rushed over, her face filled with astonishment, seemingly startled by the celestial phenomenon, eager to clarify what was happening.
Her phone buzzed incessantly until she entered the nursing home, where the increasingly dense spiritual energy finally calmed it down.
“What’s going on?”
Yang glanced at her phone, which was now practically useless, and decided to rely on her memory instead:
“I’ve received reports from various places along the way, including voice messages and videos.” She spoke quickly, “Strange phenomena have appeared in famous mountains and rivers everywhere.”
“What kind of phenomena?”
Yang pointed at the turtle-snake apparition above them, her tone tense:
“In the south, a blue dragon leaped from a river, capable of summoning wind and rain.”
“In the deep mountains of Kangxi, mysterious birds soared through the sky, and I just watched a video of it.”
“In the west, there’s a snow-capped mountain, originally a sacred site, where a golden-winged white tiger seems to have emerged. People there are going wild.”
The old man and Tang Lingwu were left speechless, exchanging glances as they recalled the unusual occurrences at Hongshan, and they simultaneously exclaimed, “The spiritual veins are reviving?”
“The spiritual veins are reviving?”
Now it was Yang’s turn to be puzzled. The old man explained the strange happenings at Hongshan, and she suddenly understood, “It might really be the case.”
“It’s likely not just within the country; this is happening worldwide. Any mountains and rivers that align with spiritual veins should have undergone changes.”
Recalling the earlier “meteor shower” that spread across the globe, the old man and Tang Lingwu nodded, feeling that this speculation was quite plausible.
Yang sighed, “I didn’t expect that the director’s ascension would create such a grand spectacle…”
The old man gazed at Zheng Fa in the sky, a look of envy on his face as he sighed deeply, “I want to ascend too!”
“…”
Tang Lingwu and Yang exchanged glances, speechless in their hearts:
In this world, how many people could have their resolve strengthened by such a grand spectacle of ascension?
Suddenly, the old man lamented, “With my pitiful spiritual root, who knows when I’ll be able to ascend?”
…
In the newly established spiritual plant experimental field, Teacher Tian was also looking up at Zheng Fa, filled with curiosity and concern.
Seeing that Zheng Fa was unharmed and that the spiritual energy of Hongshan had changed, she felt a bit relieved.
“Teacher!” Suddenly, a student called from behind her, “Look!”
Teacher Tian turned in confusion, only to see a field of orchids blooming in succession behind her.
She paused for a moment, then hurried forward to examine the newly opened orchids. Doubting her eyes, she used her spiritual vision to take another look, confirming, “There’s spiritual energy!”
Standing upright, she exclaimed, “This is a spiritual plant! A new spiritual plant!”
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 487: Surprises and Frights, the Celestial Dao Federation
Zheng Fa’s figure slowly descended onto Hongshan, his eyes still filled with astonishment.
His recent contact with the sun had inadvertently revealed an unexpected secret: the Fusang tree was reviving with the help of the sun.
To put it simply, the Fusang tree wasn’t like the old man—it wasn’t so pretentious.
It manifested within the sun for its own purpose, and in essence, it was akin to the divine path:
People around the world gazed at it, worshipped it, and even believed in it.
Some viewed it as the sun god, others as a divine tree, and some as a symbol of the apocalypse.
In no time, various secret sects began to emerge.
Since then, this newly born spiritual root had been absorbing the power of incense, slowly growing:
Although the Fusang tree was changing due to Zheng Fa’s teachings, it was also accumulating strength, trying to maintain its existence and even grow stronger.
This couldn’t even be described as intelligence; it was more of an innate biological instinct.
“What just happened…?”
The old man and the others gathered around, with Tang Lingwu being the first to ask.
Zheng Fa pondered for a moment before explaining, “I used the Ling Mountain technique to transfer the spiritual energy of the Fusang tree into various spiritual veins.”
The old man and the others exchanged glances, their expressions puzzled, clearly unsure why Zheng Fa had done this.
“The spiritual energy of the Fusang tree is too dispersed right now, which isn’t beneficial for producing spiritual materials or medicines. It would be better to concentrate it in some special locations.”
“With my current ascended strength combined with the Fusang tree’s scattered celestial status, if we concentrate it in various spiritual veins, the energy density will be quite impressive.”
As they spoke, Teacher Tian’s figure appeared over the mountain, landing beside them. Her face was filled with excitement, and as soon as she touched down, she announced, “Just half an hour ago, two types of spiritual plants appeared in the experimental field!”
Zheng Fa was taken aback.
He hadn’t expected such immediate results.
The old man murmured, “But the energy density isn’t that different.”
“It’s the Fusang tree…” Zheng Fa realized, “High-density Fusang tree spiritual energy is extremely beneficial for the growth of spiritual plants!”
Deep down, Zheng Fa felt both love and fear for the Fusang tree.
He had initially thought that with the Huangting Jing, he could avoid being controlled by the Fusang tree.
But now, if he didn’t ascend quickly, dragging it out for hundreds or thousands of years, the Fusang tree might leverage modern incense power to turn the tables.
Even now, Zheng Fa couldn’t confidently say that the Fusang tree posed no risk of losing control.
On the other hand, the Fusang tree was indeed extraordinary.
It truly deserved its title as a top-tier spiritual root, assisting Zheng Fa in countless ways.
Zheng Fa’s activation of the world’s spiritual veins was meant to create places with abundant spiritual energy—natural treasures require a special spiritual environment.
Little did he expect to receive such a pleasant surprise right from the start.
He nodded at Teacher Tian, then turned to Team Leader Yang, saying, “This time, a total of one hundred and eight spiritual veins have produced energy.”
“Thirty-two of them are within the country, which is manageable, but for the foreign spiritual veins, I need you to negotiate with them.”
Yang’s expression changed, standing straight and serious, “How do we negotiate?”
“I need the management rights to those areas—who can enter and who cannot. All the spiritual medicines and materials produced there will belong to me.”
Tang Lingwu and the others were speechless, feeling that Zheng Fa had become much more assertive than before.
Zheng Fa had no choice; while Hongshan had the turtle-snake vein, its type was too singular. It had been fine in the past, but it wouldn’t suffice in the future.
Utilizing the Ling Mountain technique to activate the world’s spiritual veins was the best choice.
On the other hand, with the Fusang tree’s antics, Zheng Fa couldn’t allow other countries to run amok.
If a Fusang cult were to emerge, he would have nowhere to cry.
Yang understood.
“Director, do you have any other requests?”
Zheng Fa thought for a moment and replied, “We may need to work together to suppress some sects.”
Yang nodded immediately, saying decisively, “I will contact them!”
Zheng Fa nodded slightly, feeling less worried about letting Yang and the others handle this matter, simply because it was convenient.
To be honest, with his current strength, this was already quite courteous.
Moreover, all this spiritual energy belonged to him…
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