The Huangting Blessed Land.
Vast expanses of jungle spread out, with several rivers flowing from east to west, occasionally revealing glimpses of small animals.
Compared to other earthly immortals’ blessed lands, Wu Ming’s Huangting Blessed Land had developed in a completely leapfrog manner, which was closely related to his use of the Master Temple’s Overlord status to forcefully accelerate its growth.
Plop!
At this moment, with a mere thought, a wisp of purple liquid rippled within the Primal Pool, transforming into world power. Through the Divine Art of the Zhaohua Hall, it became highly concentrated terrestrial energy, which was then absorbed by the Huangting Blessed Land.
Other blessed lands and hidden realms strive to draw terrestrial energy from the Great Zhou World, while the Master Temple directly injects it. Naturally, these two methods differ vastly in efficiency.
“This injection of terrestrial energy should sustain the Huangting Blessed Land for several years without needing to draw more…”
A gleam of sharp insight flashed in Wu Ming’s eyes.
“Next… it’s time to manage the entire blessed land…”
Frankly speaking, as long as there was sufficient world essence and with the Master Temple’s great creative powers, any magical flowers or rare seeds could be manifested with but a single thought.
However, previously the Master Temple had been running low on energy, barely making ends meet. Although reserves had now been restored, world essence was extremely precious, so Wu Ming naturally preferred not to use it unless absolutely necessary.
“I originally intended to directly create magical flowers and herbs using the Master Temple, but now with support from the Four Symbols Sect, such measures are no longer necessary…”
Standing in the sky above the Huangting Blessed Land, Wu Ming’s hands radiated a clear light as a divine boat appeared. A large quantity of magical plants and seeds rained down.
Qingling Flowers, Biqing Fruits, Thunder Sound Trees, Water-Fire Jiaoteng Vines…
Many rare and precious herbs, treasures even in the Great Zhou World, fell like raindrops, each wrapped in gentle blessed energy and guided to the most suitable locations to settle.
Moreover, some seeds were carefully stored away, while others were selected and planted in appropriate places.
Buzzzz!
The entire Huangting Blessed Land vibrated, and in an instant, its domain power became slightly denser, filling the entire world with a sense of spiritual vitality.
From the original jungle, several small animals like squirrels ran out, drooling at the sight of the magical flowers and fruits. However, when they rashly rushed forward, they were repelled by an invisible wall-like defense, leaving them in tears and pain.
“A newly opened blessed land by an earthly immortal is initially a wilderness. Now I have made significant progress, with both plants and animals present. The next step is to increase the proportion of magical flora, then introduce large fierce beasts, even spirit beasts and demon beasts… Eventually, I can attempt to relocate ordinary humans here…”
Wu Ming deeply sensed the transformation of the blessed land, gradually forming a clear realization within his heart.
This was a necessary process for advancing to the rank of a celestial immortal.
“Hmm?”
Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows: “This is the Four Symbols Mist Crystal Rice? And a Spirit Stone Spring? Excellent, it’s truly like getting exactly what I wished for…”
At this moment, the Basa Divine Boat trembled, spitting out bag after bag of rice seeds.
These grains were crystal-clear like jade, emitting a four-colored fluorescence, each grain as long as an average person’s thumb, exuding a fragrant aroma.
With a sweep of his Celestial Eye, Wu Ming immediately recognized these as spiritual seeds. Consumed by ordinary people, they could prolong life and enhance vitality; for cultivators, they could replenish primal energy and were especially effective in cultivating the four divine arts of earth, fire, wind, and water.
“Although Wu’s family from E Xu is also a prestigious clan in the region, compared to these powerful sects with hidden realms, their resources pale in comparison. Now that she has become a Grand Master, her physical body still has imperfections, preventing her from advancing to the level of a martial saint. Previously, I had planned to acquire some spiritual food for her, and this item is perfectly suited for that purpose…”
With a thought, Wu Ming specially carved out a rice field within the Huangting Blessed Land to cultivate the Four Symbols Mist Crystal Rice, then pointed a finger.
Peng!
Beside the rice field, a deep spring appeared, layers of crystal-clear water rising with a milky white mist, gently irrigating the rice seedlings.
This spring was another treasure from the Four Symbols Sect, which Wu Ming had unhesitatingly taken for his own use.
“This harvest is quite good; it has saved me a lot of my essence power…”
Observing the situation, Wu Ming nodded in satisfaction.
This essence power had been painstakingly acquired by his divided consciousness at great risk, so naturally, he had to use it sparingly.
“Now that the essence is sufficient, it’s time to embark on the path of the Master Deity and begin reaping the resources of countless worlds…”
A sharp gleam suddenly flashed in Wu Ming’s eyes. Then, with a flicker of his brows, he received a prompt from the Master Temple:
[Ding! The illusory paradise – the Great Zhou Western Journey World is about to complete cultivation!]
“Good!”
Wu Ming’s face lit up with joy. In a flash, his form reappeared within the Grand Luo Hall.
High above the hall, a white orb appeared to be generating thunder within, expanding rapidly until it was nearly the size of a fist. Surrounding it were dense white threads—these were spiritual energy collected from all corners of the Great Zhou World, drawn in through the Grand Luo power of the Master Temple.
“Hmm… it seems the Reincarnators are working hard indeed. Even while I was in Chufeng Prefecture, I could see the spread of ‘The Great Zhou Western Journey’…”
This illusory paradise was even less substantial than the lowest level of minor worlds; it was merely an illusion without physical form, created by Wu Ming through the Master Temple’s great power of creation, combined with the spiritual beliefs of the Great Zhou World.
Yet, despite its illusory nature, it was almost indistinguishable from a real world, holding extraordinary significance for Wu Ming.
“This will serve as an experimental base. Not only can it help me understand the relationship between world power and rank, accumulating the necessary resources for breaking through to the rank of celestial immortal, but more importantly, it will allow me to conduct experiments and explore the capabilities of a Master Deity…”
The path of the Master Temple was one of cultivating Reincarnators and plundering the resources of countless worlds!
Wu Ming was naturally cautious. Previously, he had no experience in acting as a Master Deity, commanding Reincarnators, or issuing tasks. Therefore, he needed a world that could be used for practice—one that could be destroyed without regret and without any backlash. Thus, he materialized ‘The Great Zhou Western Journey.’
“This time, instead of using the previous Reincarnators, I’ll select a group of new recruits…”
Although veteran Reincarnators might be easier to handle, they would not provide the opportunity to observe the initial mindset of new recruits.
Wu Ming needed to observe more samples to choose the most suitable path for the future of the Master Temple.
Needless to say, at this moment, he was already beginning to embody the mindset of a true sovereign!
Zila! Zila!
At this moment, the orb representing “The Great Zhou Western Journey” continued to expand, with thunder faintly crackling inside, carrying the immense power of creation.
“Hmm… First things first, let’s fully create this world!”
Wu Ming slightly closed his eyes.
Boom!
The entire Master Temple trembled, the Primal Pool rippling as a layer of its essence was suddenly stripped away.
A terrifying amount of world essence, resembling a purple dragon, was seized by Wu Ming’s divine soul and descended into the white orb.
…
Here was a realm of chaos, without heaven or earth, without even the concept of existence.
Suddenly, a voice emerged from the chaos.
“I say… let there be light!”
An eternal, transcendent radiance tore through the chaos, revealing a vacuum. Wu Ming’s divine soul appeared, manifesting as a youthful Daoist priest clad in starry robes, his feet treading upon a purple dragon.
“The beginning of the world… shall be thunder!”
Crackling!
As he spoke, purple lightning erupted, furiously splitting the chaos. The clear essence rose to form the sky, while the turbid essence sank to form the earth!
A single peal of thunder was mighty enough to cleave heaven and earth!
“Indeed, the Chaos Thunder lives up to its name. Although it is merely an illusion, its form points the way to my future Thunder Dao…”
Wu Ming smiled and nodded: “This world is still too narrow. Expand!”
Roar! Roar!
The purple dragon roared, its body suddenly swelling like Pangu himself, supporting the heavens and expanding outward, devouring the chaos.
Boom! Boom!
Continents continuously expanded and split, forming oceans.
When the size of the entire world nearly matched that of the Great Zhou World, the purple dragon roared once more, finally reaching its limit, and shattered completely.
Peng!
A vast number of purple motes floated and drifted. The largest two landed in the sky, becoming the sun and moon, while the rest transformed into countless stars.
Its spine fell to the ground, forming towering mountains, its blood and veins becoming rivers.
Countless dust-like fragments fell to the earth, giving rise to myriad living beings.
“The basic framework of the world is complete. It seems I still prefer the Pangu style…”
Wu Ming rubbed his chin thoughtfully: “Next, it’s time to draw in spiritual energy and bring forth…”
Buzzzz!
As he spoke, the world below seemed to fast-forward, countless scenes unfolding.
Giant beasts roamed, spirits and demons battled, humanity rose, tilled with fire and stone, kingdoms rose and fell…
Time and space twisted and intertwined, abruptly arriving at an unknown era.
“Now!”
Wu Ming extended both hands, guiding countless white threads to fall, manifesting as vivid characters, stirring epics, or tragic love stories.
In an instant, the world stabilized.
“Excellent! The human path is established!”
A sharp gleam flashed in Wu Ming’s eyes as he gazed upon the countless humans and other nations across the continent, their collective vitality converging into threads of white fortune.
These white threads gathered together, dividing the continents and delineating national boundaries, forming different factions.
Eventually, the gathered white fortune coalesced into purple radiance, resonating with the stars above, then abruptly divided into several large portions, swiftly descending into various regions of the world.
“Hmm… the protagonist has been born, that’s the protagonist’s fortune…”
Wu Ming silently observed all of this.
Although he knew perfectly well that everything was illusory, the feeling of being a creator god, an ultimate deity, the one and only god, was intoxicating.
Buzzzz!
A wave of even more immense seven-colored fortune surged forth, accompanied by a mysterious yellow hue.
“Mysterious Yellow Merit? Heavenly Fortune?”
Seeing this, Wu Ming smiled slightly.
As the one who had opened up the heavens and earth, he was naturally the sovereign of all beings in this world and thus inherently possessed great merit. With this protection, no matter how much evil he committed in this world, there would be no retribution.
In fact, if he didn’t fear backlash, he could even initiate an apocalypse—the earlier it was attempted, the higher the success rate.
However, after centuries of development, when humanity and other races grew strong, their fortune would coalesce, and any attempt at an apocalypse would invite severe backlash.
“Even a mother goddess cannot arbitrarily take the life of her child once it is born…”
The world’s sovereign was like a mother goddess, while the myriad living beings were her children!
Wu Ming seemed to gain sudden insight, momentarily becoming entranced.
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