I was just making up techniques… how did all of you become Emperors? Chapter 582 Chu Feng: Children Make Choices, Adults Want It All
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Chapter 582 Chu Feng: Children Make Choices, Adults Want It All
"Very well, I shall entrust this task to you, lad. I am heading back now."
Having spoken, the Dean moved forward a single step and flickered out of existence.
Gently waving the folding fan in his grip, Chu Feng mused internally: I wonder how vast the chasm between the Dean and myself will be once I achieve a breakthrough to become a Saint?
The radiance emanating from the Bodhi Tree persisted for a full day and night.
By the following day, the Buddha light enveloping the Bodhi Tree faded away. A young novice monk, perhaps twelve or thirteen years of age and clad in a kasaya, emerged from the Bodhi Tree and offered a deep bow toward Chu Feng.
"This disciple offers thanks to Master for the guidance. Might I ask Master to grant me a name?"
Chu Feng pondered for a brief moment before replying: "Since your true form is the Bodhi Tree, you shall be known as Puti Zi from this day forward."
"I thank Master," Puti Zi said.
Simultaneously, the cultivators gathered beneath the Bodhi Tree began to open their eyes one by one. Seeing Chu Feng standing before them, they rose and bowed with great reverence, saying:
"We express our gratitude to Head Chu for his guidance."
"Fellow disciples, such formalities are unnecessary. I must continue to oversee my disciples' cultivation, so I will not be able to host you further," Chu Feng remarked with a faint smile.
The people present were no fools and easily grasped the underlying meaning of his words, promptly offering their goodbyes.
"We shall take our leave."
Once the assembly had departed, Chu Feng shifted his attention toward his group of disciples.
Xiao Chen and Cao Youqian were the first to open their eyes. Standing up, they greeted: "Master."
"Did the two of you achieve any insights?" Chu Feng inquired.
"This disciple gained some small benefit, though I failed to grasp the Great Dao Truth," Xiao Chen admitted with a hint of remorse.
"This disciple is the same," Cao Youqian added, scratching his head with an awkward expression.
"It is of no consequence," Chu Feng said with a smile. "The Great Dao Truth the two of you have already mastered surpasses that of Puti Zi. Relying on it to reach a breakthrough and gain comprehension is truly no simple feat; having gained anything at all is sufficient."
As his words trailed off, Qin Qin, Wang Baole, and Ye Beixuan also regained consciousness one after another.
Shortly thereafter, only Xu Caichen, Han Ping, and Chu Caiyi remained in a state of deep comprehension beside the Bodhi Tree. The rest of the disciples had already opened their eyes and sat quietly waiting nearby.
The others watched the trio with eyes full of longing. From their current state, it appeared they might actually have the chance to grasp the Great Dao Truth.
Observing everyone sitting there fixedly, Chu Feng chuckled and said: "Alright, there is no need to keep watch here. With Puti Zi protecting them, no harm can possibly come to them."
Following his statement, everyone turned their eyes toward the Bodhi Tree.
In the next instant, the little novice monk dressed in a kasaya stepped out from the tree and bowed to the assembled group.
"Puti Zi offers greetings to the two Madams, and to my various senior brothers and sisters."
Those present were all well-versed in the world and did not remain in shock for long, quickly regaining their composure.
"There is no need for such politeness."
"Daddy, do we have a new little junior brother now?"
Chu Yuzhi was the first to leap toward Chu Feng to ask. Though Chu Yingjin remained silent, she also stared at her father with wide, curious eyes.
"That is correct," Chu Feng answered, smiling.
"That's wonderful!" Chu Yuzhi exclaimed, dancing with excitement.
Seeing this, Chu Feng instinctively shot a look toward his two wives that clearly signaled, "you both understand."
Faced with that gaze, the two women simply acted as though they had seen nothing at all.
This brief interlude did not significantly disrupt the lives of those on Miaomiao Mountain. After exchanging a few words with Puti Zi, the group dispersed one by one.
Chu Feng carried his two daughters back toward the Head's courtyard. As for what specific insights the three remaining disciples would achieve, that was now entirely up to them.
The days began to slip away.
In what seemed like a heartbeat, the morning of the seventh day arrived.
The chime of a system notification echoed in Chu Feng’s mind: "Host's disciple Xu Caichen has comprehended the Literary Dao Great Dao Truth, granting the Host Great Dao Truth +10. Host's disciple Han Ping has comprehended the Yin Yang Great Dao Truth, granting the Host Great Dao Truth +10. Host's disciple Chu Caiyi has reached Great Perfection in Time True Meaning, granting the Host Great Dao Truth +19."
"Since the Host's Great Dao Truth has surpassed the threshold, the Host may opt to deduce the Great Dao. Begin deduction?"
"Yes!"
Chu Feng gave the command within his mind without a moment's hesitation.
Deducing the Great Dao...
Consequently, Chu Feng fell into an incredibly long dream.
Within this dream, Chu Feng relived every experience of both his previous life and his current one from the beginning.
The dream was so vivid that Chu Feng found himself unable to tell if his transmigration was the reality or the illusion.
Was this transmigration merely a dream, or was his former life the dream?
Back in the Head's courtyard.
Bing Yan and Princess Miaoyu sat in silence, waiting for Chu Feng to emerge from his meditative state.
They had never witnessed anyone else ascending to the Saint Realm, but surely it was impossible for a person to achieve such a breakthrough while sleeping, as their husband was doing.
That very morning, upon waking, they had found their husband enveloped in the light of the Great Dao.
That radiance was unlike anything they had ever seen. The two women refrained from touching the light surrounding Chu Feng, choosing instead to quietly leave the bed and inform the disciples that their Master had entered seclusion.
The disciples of the Miscellaneous Dao Courtyard understood the situation and made sure not to disturb Chu Feng.
Even the three disciples who had successfully gained insights chose to spend their time discussing the Dao with their peers instead.
As time marched on, the Chu Feng within the dream began to contemplate the nature of existence: Who am I? Where did I originate? Where is my destination?
As these thoughts surfaced, an infinite number of Great Daos manifested before him.
The Sword Dao, the Fist Dao, the Destruction Dao, and countless others...
Chu Feng was intimately familiar with every Great Dao. The Sword Dao, for instance, was defined by the concept of being 'handsome'—after all, strength is a fleeting state, but being handsome is a lifelong pursuit.
Yet, Chu Feng had no desire to abandon the other Great Daos. He sat before these manifestations and pondered for three whole days.
During these three days, his surroundings vanished, leaving Chu Feng alone in a void of pitch-black chaos. Only the path toward the Great Dao remained visible before him.
"Damn!"
Chu Feng instinctively shouted a slang term from his old life, then sprang up with intensity, muttering: "Children make choices, adults want it all!"
The moment he spoke, the myriad Great Daos before him began to merge. The process was agonizingly slow and incredibly monotonous.
Nevertheless, Chu Feng did not succumb to boredom or give up. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the spot, waiting in silence. A truly powerful individual must be capable of enduring solitude.
Time flows unnoticed during cultivation. In a flash, eighty-one days had passed since Chu Feng began his seclusion.
This was the most extended period of seclusion Chu Feng had ever undergone, leaving all his disciples astonished. Even the Golden-Winged Great Sage was quite shocked, occasionally pulling Cao Youqian and Xiao Chen aside to question them.
Ultimately, the Golden-Winged Great Sage had no choice but to seek out his adoptive father. Regrettably, the response he received was singular and cryptic.
"The Dao cannot be lightly transmitted."
This left the Golden-Winged Great Sage feeling quite frustrated. Why did his own adoptive father seem so indifferent toward him?
Just this morning, while the disciples were engaged in their training, they suddenly noticed a strange phenomenon manifesting in the heavens above the Wendao Academy...