Only at the Mahayana Stage Does the Reversal System Appear - Chapter 556

Chapter 554 The Morning Begins the Day

“What?!” The president abruptly stood up, his pupils constricted, thinking he’d misheard.

He only knew Jiang Li’s mysterious origins and immense power. He’d imagined just how much more powerful Jiang Li could be, like being able to wrestle against Earthly Immortals and battle them for hundreds of rounds—the ultimate limit for a mortal.

He’d never imagined Jiang Li could be so powerful as to slay an Immortal.

Master Xiaoyue had told him that slaying an Immortal with a mortal body was an act defying Heaven, unprecedented in the Jingyu world.

And what was this “new path” and what did it entail?

Through learning from Master Xiaoyue, the president thought he knew enough, that he could be considered knowledgeable. But facing Jiang Li, he still felt he didn’t know enough.

Jiang Li waved his hand, signaling Daoist Huiming to be more serious. “I can only single-handedly suppress ten Golden Immortals. I haven’t even fought against the Hunyuan Wuji Immortal yet, so how can I claim to be able to slay an Immortal?”

Daoist Huiming was shocked. He’d thought Jiang Li’s claims of being on par with the Hunyuan Wuji Immortal were mostly a joke, but hearing him single-handedly suppress ten Golden Immortals meant it was more than just Hunyuan Wuji Immortals.

Just what level of cultivation did this Daoist Fellow Jiang Li have? What exactly was the Mahayana stage?

Daoist Huiming felt that Daoist Fellow Jiang Li, standing right before him, held more secrets than those of the immortal realm somewhere else.

Daoist Huiming couldn’t believe he was worthy enough to call such a powerful being Daoist Fellow.

Seniority was the standard in the world of immortal cultivation; a terrestrial immortal visiting their Jingyu world would never call him Daoist Fellow. He

was powerful yet unassuming. Daoist Huiming had never seen such a powerful being before. All the powerful beings he’d met were condescending, looking down on the weak as if they were ants.

“You don’t even have a single glimmer of information about the withered bones?” Taoist Huiming reasoned that after years of fighting the Destruction Alliance, the Mutual Aid Society and the

Destruction Alliance must have at least some information. “Actually, besides our Mutual Aid Society and the Destruction Alliance, there are also some cultivators who have chosen to protect themselves and declare themselves neutral. I know the information of a neutral cultivator in the Fusion Stage. We’ve approached him several times, asking him for information about the Destruction Alliance, but he’s always refused.”

“Where is he?” Taoist Huiming asked.

“The haunted house at Tianshan Amusement Park.”

Taoist Huiming’s thoughts moved, and he quickly remembered someone: “Is it the old ghost of sorrow?”

The president nodded. “It’s him. The True Man of Sorrow’s cultivation method is closely related to negative emotions such as worry, fear, terror, and helplessness. The more negative emotions he absorbs, the greater his power. The True Man of Sorrow and those he possesses rely on this method to grow stronger.”

Jiang Li looked puzzled. Why did this cultivation method sound so similar to the story of the extraterritorial demon fabricated by the Immortal Old Man?

Could it be that the Immortal Old Man’s inspiration came from this cultivation method?

“Then let’s go to the amusement park, oh no, to find the Sorrowful Real Person?” Jiang Li suggested excitedly.

“Tomorrow, it’s too late today, the amusement park is closed, and we forgot something,” Wen Quan said.

“What is it?”

“We rushed here without telling my sister, and she’s still at the filming site.” Wen Quan silently took out his phone, and the caller ID read “Unlucky Sister.”

Jiang Li suddenly realized that he was so busy having fun that he forgot that he went to the filming site in the first place to see Wen Qing’er perform.

When Jiang Li and the others found Wen Qing’er, she was looking at them with a face full of resentment.

“Did you forget about me?”

Wen Quan shook his head firmly. “No, we’re worried that with people we know watching, you might not be able to perform your best, so we’re leaving for now.”

Wen Qing’er nodded. That was more than enough. She looked at Jiang Li and smiled. “Thank you so much! The director said you came here with me, and I also contributed to finding such a good emperor like you, so the director is willing to give me a few more scenes.”

“Are you still filming tomorrow?”

“No, I don’t have any scenes these past few days.”

“That’s perfect. We’re going to the amusement park tomorrow. Do you want to come?”

“Yes.”

…

“Wake up,” Jiang Li woke Wen Qing’er.

Drowsy, she found the alarm clock annoying. She subconsciously swiped her phone, but it wasn’t her phone ringing.

She rubbed her eyes, saw Jiang Li, then looked up at the hazy sky and yawned. “Hmm—going to the amusement park so early?”

“No, I’m going for morning exercise.”

Wen Qing’er put on her sportswear and obediently followed Jiang Li to his morning exercise.

“Practicing so early because the morning is the most important time of the day, right? I understand that.”

“No, we don’t have that saying in Jiuzhou. Once upon a time, a cultivator in the Fusion Stage, concerned about his juniors, believed they would be most efficient in practicing in the early morning. So he held onto the sun, keeping it just halfway out.”

“He later discovered that this method didn’t improve his juniors’ cultivation speed.”

“As a Five Elements spiritual root, cultivating requires far more effort than ordinary people. I asked you to wake up so early because you have to go to the amusement park during the day and won’t have time to practice, so you need to squeeze in some time.”

“…”

The longer Wen Qing’er interacted with Jiang Li, the more terrifying she felt about cultivators. This was the first time she had heard of artificially creating the morning.

“Actually, moving celestial bodies is quite common,” Jiang Li continued.

“When the Immortal Ladder was still in existence, an immortal senior insisted that the Jiuzhou continent revolved around the sun. To prove his point, he pushed the Jiuzhou continent around the sun every day.”

“What happened next?” Wen Qing’er asked curiously.

“Later, he couldn’t defeat the other immortals, so he honestly returned the Jiuzhou Continent to its original place.”

“Don’t you have geography and astronomy classes in Jiuzhou Continent?”

Jiang Li thought about it. He hadn’t paid much attention to it before, but now that he thought about it, it seemed that there really weren’t any.

“Then is there any legend about someone being hit by an apple and then realizing the law of universal gravitation?”

“That’s true. Legend has it that the Buddha was preaching under a bodhi tree and suddenly realized the Dharma. The Buddha’s light shone everywhere, promoting the growth of the bodhi tree. The fruit of the bodhi tree fell and hit the Buddha, and the Buddha realized the law of universal gravitation by the way.”

“But I don’t know whether it’s true or not. Many monks think that this is Buddhism flattering itself.”

“…” Wen Qing’er rubbed her eyebrows. Listening to Jiang Li’s story, she always felt like she was still sleepy.

Jiang Li and Wen Qing’er came to the park for morning exercises. Following Jiang Li’s instructions, Wen Qing’er began to practice seriously.

Jiang Li accompanied Wen Qing’er in practice for a while, and then saw a woman in a white training suit supporting an old man in his seventies in a Tang suit. Behind them followed a bodyguard with sharp eyes. Judging

from the girl’s and the old man’s walking posture and breathing frequency, they were warriors.

(End of this chapter)