I was just making up techniques… how did all of you become Emperors? Chapter 584 The Ten Saints Grand Competition Is Approaching
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Chapter 584 The Ten Saints Grand Competition Is Approaching
"Xiao Feng, do you have a significant reason for seeking me out?"
The Dean questioned him in a relaxed manner.
With a faint grin, Chu Feng replied, "Responding to the Dean, this disciple wishes to seek your guidance regarding the path of Cultivation after reaching the Saint realm."
"I anticipated that you would raise this subject."
Looking every bit the ethereal master, the Dean stroked his beard and spoke with deliberation.
Pausing for effect, he continued, "Saint Cultivation revolves around the deduction of one's personal Dao. This process enhances one's Dao Accumulation, which is frequently referred to as the Power of Laws.
Once this Dao Accumulation achieves a specific threshold, a fundamental shift occurs, allowing for the creation of a Divinity. This marks the transition from a mere mortal to a God.
Upon attaining godhood, a cultivator gains the ability to tear through space, traverse the Great Thousand Worlds, and even ascend into the higher heavens."
Confusion flickered across Chu Feng’s face as he processed the Dean's explanation. "I must ask, Sir, if a Saint is unable to roam the Great Thousand Worlds, how are we able to journey to different Great Worlds?"
Taking a slow sip of his tea, the Dean clarified, "It is not that a Saint lacks the capability to travel the Great Thousand Worlds, but rather that the Power of Great Dao Laws they have mastered cannot endure for long within the Void Sea.
The Void is saturated with various Law Powers that will relentlessly drain a Saint's own Law Power.
Should a Saint's Law Power run dry, the Void will eventually consume them.
However, once one becomes a God, they develop their own God Domain.
Armed with a God Domain, one can navigate the Void and potentially reach the Nine Heavens to claim the Heavenly Mandate."
"I understand now. Your words have been most enlightening."
Chu Feng rose and offered a respectful bow to the Dean.
"Enough with the formalities, young man. Tell me, what have you decided regarding your future path?"
The Dean shifted the conversation abruptly.
Chu Feng understood exactly what the Dean was referring to. He answered honestly, "To answer you, Sir, I have not reached a final decision yet.
I intend to wait until the conclusion of the Grand Competition before making my choice."
The Dean nodded. "That is a reasonable approach.
I shall inform the Holy Academy of your breakthrough to the Saint realm immediately. I want to see if those old masters have any available positions.
This way, you will have two paths prepared for you."
Chu Feng replied, "I appreciate the effort you are taking on my behalf, Sir."
"Very well. If there is nothing else, you may take your leave."
The Dean gestured, signaling the end of the meeting.
Chu Feng did not linger, turning to depart from the Dean’s private courtyard.
Word of Great Sage Qiankun’s ascension to the Saint realm traveled like wildfire, moving from Wendao City across the Xuan Prefecture and eventually reaching every corner of the Xuantian Continent.
The various major powers within the Xuan Prefecture were not shocked by the news of Chu Feng becoming a Saint.
In the eyes of most influential figures, this development was inevitable.
After all, he had already demonstrated the power to triumph over two Saints more than a decade ago.
Following Chu Feng's breakthrough, the prestige of his disciples soared instantly.
Being the personal disciple of a Saint carried a weight far beyond that of being the disciple of a Great Sage.
This caused immense excitement among their families and the organizations connected to them.
For any faction, establishing a connection with a Saint is a rare opportunity that many seek but few ever find.
The organization where Great Sage Benlei lived emerged as one of the primary beneficiaries.
Great Sage Benlei already headed a Half-Saint power, and now he possessed a Master who was a true Saint.
For a time, the gates of Thunder Sound Villa were nearly trampled by the crowds.
Countless independent cultivators flocked there, hoping to be accepted and thus become the grand-disciples of Great Sage Qiankun.
The requirements to enter Wendao Academy were simply too steep for most.
Even for those who could pass the entrance trials, gaining admission into the Miscellaneous Dao Academy was an arduous task.
In contrast, the standards for joining the Thunder Sound Villa were much more attainable.
The disciples within Thunder Sound Villa were filled with pride.
With a Saint ancestor backing them, they felt no force in the world would dare provoke their sect.
Great Sage Benlei felt a deep sense of satisfaction as well.
However, unlike his subordinates, he did not let the fame go to his head or act with arrogance.
After careful consideration, he announced, "Issue this decree on my behalf.
Starting today, Thunder Sound Villa will go into seclusion.
No disciple is permitted to leave the mountain without a vital reason.
Furthermore, we will only accept new disciples once per year."
This declaration left the disciples of Thunder Sound Villa in a state of shock.
A certain King and Marquis questioned him, "Ancestor, shouldn't this be the moment our villa displays its true might?"
Great Sage Benlei stroked his beard and replied, "I am aware of your thoughts.
However, there is a saying: Extreme prosperity leads to decline, and things often reverse when they reach their peak.
Should we flaunt our power now, we will surely attract enemies and tarnish our standing.
If such behavior caused my Master to look upon me with disdain, wouldn't we lose more than we gain?"
"I intend to travel to Wendao Academy to pay my respects to the Master.
During my absence, Thunder Sound Villa must remain beyond reproach."
Understanding his wisdom, the crowd bowed and said, "The ancestor is truly wise.
We shall obey your commands to the letter."
Three days later.
Great Sage Benlei arrived at Miaomiao Mountain to see Chu Feng.
"This disciple offers his greetings to Sir."
"You may rise."
Chu Feng smiled at the old man standing before him. "I had a sudden inspiration and didn't summon you to the Academy to watch my breakthrough.
I hope you don't feel slighted, old friend?"
"This disciple would never dare. It was simply my own lack of fortune," Great Sage Benlei replied quickly.
"You've certainly learned how to be humble," Chu Feng chuckled.
"Since you’ve made the trip, you should stay for a while.
It just so happens that the Wendao Academy will be heading to the Ten Saints Grand Competition in a few days.
You shall accompany me."
"I am honored, Sir," Great Sage Benlei said, his face lighting up with joy.
He was genuinely thrilled at the prospect.
To attend the competition alongside his Master was a blessing he felt he didn't deserve.
Moreover, the chance to receive further guidance might allow him to grasp even more True Meanings of the Great Dao.
...
Attaining the Saint realm didn't drastically change Chu Feng’s daily routine.
If there was any change, it was that the world appeared differently to his eyes now.
Whether it was the blowing wind or the flash of lightning amidst a storm,
Chu Feng could now perceive the Power of Great Dao Laws within these natural phenomena, occasionally sparking a desire to cultivate.
Despite this, he did not become a workaholic.
Since there was no immediate pressure, he saw no reason to spend every waking moment on Cultivation.
While Chu Feng remained relaxed, the rest of Wendao Academy was buzzing with activity.
The Ten Saints Grand Competition was drawing near.
The Academy planned to send one hundred of its best disciples to compete.
The competition rules dictated that only those under the age of one hundred were eligible to enter.
Any youth who performed well would be recognized as a top talent within the Xuan Prefecture.
Even though Xiao Chen and Cao Youqian were expected to dominate the field in this generation,
others were still eager for the chance to prove their worth.
As the days turned into weeks,
only three months remained before the start of the event.
One morning, Chu Feng led a group consisting of ten Elders, dozens of administrators, and many disciples toward Wendao City.
Before their departure, the Dean gave specific instructions: "Xiao Feng, I am placing the management of this Ten Saints Grand Competition entirely in your hands."