Chapter 143
Isn't it a bit too big?
"This indicates that the Xuan Dan he has condensed is extraordinary."
A voice suddenly came from behind.
Not far away, Shangguan Wencang appeared in the courtyard, his bright old eyes gazing into the yard.
Many high-ranking members from various sects had also followed him.
Typically, when an inner breath realm disciple breaks through, it wouldn’t attract such attention.
But everyone was quite curious about Little Li.
As they stepped into the courtyard, a buzzing sound filled the air.
A wave of energy, purging evil karma, spread out from the house.
The many powerful figures felt the burning sensation on their bodies becoming increasingly pronounced.
"This power..."
Shangguan Wencang murmured, his eyes widening slightly.
The others exchanged glances.
What they had previously found hard to believe about Ying Bing's words now seemed to raise doubts.
Which inner breath realm martial artist could exert pressure on the inner landscape while condensing a Xuan Dan?
Moreover, it was strange.
The heat they felt seemed to vary from person to person.
For instance, Ying Bing felt no effect at all.
The elders of Qingyuan Sect were only slightly affected.
But the leader of the Chi Jing Gang was drenched in sweat.
A realization began to dawn on them.
"Could this power be coming from within themselves?"
The crowd grew increasingly alarmed.
"Master, is Mo'er alright?"
Li Dalong asked in a hushed voice, his concern for his son evident.
The commotion from the breakthrough of the Xuan Dan was indeed too unusual.
"He's fine."
Seeing the worried couple, Xue Jing thought to himself, you haven't seen your son jump into the alchemy furnace, treating himself like a pill.
After a moment of contemplation, he asked in an uncertain tone:
"The aura of Li Mo's condensed Dan does resemble the 'karma fire' spoken of in Buddhism."
"It does have some similarities."
Shangguan Wencang nodded.
Karma fire burns with the fuel of all karma.
This concept wasn’t originally proposed by Buddhism; it was merely popularized by them.
"So, are we feeling the heat because of our own karma?"
Qian Bufan realized.
Well then.
Li Mo is practically a nemesis of evil now.
"Karma fire? Is that something a Xuan Dan realm can control?"
"Perhaps it’s just a resemblance..."
"That’s still astonishing."
Everyone felt a chill run down their spines.
Even if it were merely a similar phenomenon, it was indeed terrifying.
The thought of karma fire brought clarity to their minds.
Han Zhen had lived for thousands of years, and he surely had committed many heinous acts, like the fabricated Blood Phoenix Secret Realm that slaughtered the innocent. He might have even committed worse atrocities.
Karma fire can ignite the karma of others.
The deeper the karma, the greater the damage inflicted.
That made some sense...
Li Dalong, realizing his son was fine, immediately breathed a sigh of relief, his face lighting up with joy.
Noticing everyone was sweating, he asked:
"Dear seniors, it’s hot out. Would you like some watermelon?"
"Uh... never mind, I’m not that hot."
"I’m not hot either."
"Well, I’m quite comfortable, haha..."
"Old Qian, why are you drenched in sweat? If you’re hot, just say so. I can have my disciple cut you some watermelon."
"Shut up! That’s just me being chubby!"
"Does swearing count as karma?"
The many inner landscape experts, drenched in sweat, began to joke with each other.
After all, they were all living in the mortal realm; who didn’t carry a bit of karma?
At that moment, the commotion inside the house gradually subsided.
Li Mo exhaled a heavy breath, his eyes opening wide in surprise.
At this moment, the sun in his small world had completely stabilized.
In his dantian, a deep red Xuan Dan was slowly rotating, absorbing vast amounts of inner breath.
This meant he had officially become a late-stage inner breath realm practitioner!
Just one step away from the Observation God realm!
"Three hundred sixty-five of them, and I’ve only got one."
"The road ahead is long; I’ll take my time."
Li Mo wasn’t in a hurry.
The number of Xuan Dans didn’t affect his entry into the Observation God realm.
Controlling the Xuan Dan as it flew up and down, he felt quite at ease, especially since he had previous experience with a combined attack alongside his senior brother Xiao Bao.
Stepping out of the room, he saw the crowd still sweating profusely, insisting they weren’t hot.
"Hmm?"
"Good, good, good! Son, you’ve finally condensed your Xuan Dan."
Old Li came over, patting Li Mo’s shoulder with emotion:
"Sending you to Qingyuan Sect was indeed the right choice."
"I’ll continue to study hard under my master."
Li Mo felt quite touched.
Old Li’s expression froze as he contemplated whether to have another child with his wife.
That day, Little Li and the group set off on their journey back to Qingyuan Sect.
...
Three days later.
An imposing war chariot appeared in the Qingyuan Mountain Range.
It wasn’t that Qian Bufan had suddenly become generous; he was notoriously stingy.
There was a reason for using the war chariot.
Shangguan Wencang had decided to let Ying Bing enter the main peak’s shrine to embark on the path of Observation God, with the auspicious time set for tomorrow.
Thus, everyone hurried back without delay.
In front of the war chariot, a young man in flowing robes looked up at the sky.
In his eyes, it seemed as if flickers of deep red fire were burning, but the more he observed, the deeper his frown became.
It was strange.
Having condensed the karma fire Xuan Dan, he should be able to observe the sun.
Yet, looking out, he felt that the three suns, aside from being scorching, vaguely resembled a whirlpool, moving in intricate trajectories that made his head spin.
"The sun cannot be gazed upon directly."
A melodious voice came from behind.
"But you were looking at the moon last night, weren’t you?"
Li Mo withdrew his gaze, rubbing his throbbing temples.
"The sun and the moon are different."
Ying Bing gently shook her head.
"In what way are they different?" Li Mo asked, curious.
All living beings rise with the sun and rest with the sunset; countless people rely on the sun to tell time.
If ordinary people can look at it, why can’t one use it to observe the divine?
"Only the royal family of Dayu can gaze upon the great sun god."
After saying this, Ying Bing lowered her gaze.
Standing here, they could already see the Qiushui Pavilion.
Li Mo pouted.
Perhaps the founding Emperor Wu had employed some means to maintain his dynasty for generations?
The inherent flaws of a feudal dynasty...
So, it seemed that Princess Jiang could likely observe it.
Before long, the two returned to Qiushui Pavilion.
Shang Wu had already returned, and as expected, their master was lounging in a rocking chair, his figure dappled by the shadows of the trees.
Once home, Li Mo wandered around Qiushui Pavilion, occasionally pulling out a ruler to measure things.
Ying Bing sat at the tea table, brewing the tea leaves she had brought from the Li residence.
Watching Li Mo mumble to himself as he walked around the courtyard for quite a while, she couldn’t help but ask:
"What are you up to?"
"I’m planning to build a hot spring in the courtyard."
Li Mo replied casually.
Ying Bing was taken aback.
Tea spilled over from her cup.
...
P.S.: The major plot is about to unfold, and Little Pu Jie wants to take a break today to sort out his thoughts and get some rest.
Only two chapters today, muah!
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