Comprehension Ability: Creating and teaching the Dao in various worlds-Chapter 996 - 11 Arrival of the Qing Envoy (Subscribe Request)_2

“The greatness of the old master far exceeds your imagination.”

The red-clad child, feeling smug, finally regained a shred of her confidence.

For the past century, Lin Yuan’s efficiency in reconstructing his inner universe had caused the red-clad child to doubt herself, even questioning if she, the Spirit of Jade Gourd, was redundant.

The creator of the Jade Gourd had left a Cosmic Era limit for comprehending its runes but set no specific standards for the reconstruction process.

This was because modifying the inner universe was incredibly time-consuming. However, Lin Yuan? He had accomplished over 90% of the reconstruction in merely a century.

“How many lives can I protect from the Cosmic Apocalypse with what I have now?” Lin Yuan immediately inquired.

Over these years, during casual chats with the red-clad child, the impending fate of this universe had been discussed—the impending clash between two Chaos Great Saints that would prematurely usher in cosmic destruction.

“Eighty to ninety percent, perhaps.”

The red-clad child lazily replied, “If you master even the introductory portion of the legacy left by the old master, you can completely disregard the backlash of this universe. As many lives as you want to save, you’ll be able to take them away.”

If his inner universe reached parity with a Chaos Venerable’s inner universe, it would be equivalent to the Main Universe itself. Even the most intense backlash from this universe could either be ignored outright or fended off entirely.

“Understood.”

Lin Yuan’s spirit slightly sharpened as he resumed reconstructing the inner universe.

…

Origin World.

Qingfen Domain.

Dongyang Family.

Dongyang Meng sat cross-legged, attempting to condense her tenth Seed of the Fierce Sun within her body.

This was not her first attempt. Each prior attempt had ended in failure. Ten Seeds of the Fierce Sun would grant her direct admittance under Lord Qingfen’s tutelage without needing to face any competition.

Despite the Dongyang Family’s scheming, which eliminated the rival Yu Yan of the Yu Family, apprenticeship under Lord Qingfen with nine Seeds of the Fierce Sun wasn’t remotely comparable to doing so with ten.

Buzzing sounds filled the air.

Beads of sweat streamed down Dongyang Meng’s pale forehead; the pressure of condensing the tenth Seed of the Fierce Sun was formidable.

Who knew how long had passed?

Threads of scorching energy trickled from every direction into Dongyang Meng’s body. The tenth Seed of the Fierce Sun slowly took shape, finally stabilizing.

“Ten Seeds of the Fierce Sun?”

“I finally condensed it?”

Dongyang Meng felt dazed. She had lost count of how many times she had tried to condense the tenth seed, but this time, it had happened?

A surge of unprecedented joy filled Dongyang Meng’s heart.

To condense ten Seeds of the Fierce Sun before five hundred years of age meant unimaginable honor and status—the foundation to build a top-tier family from the ground up.

Before long.

News of Dongyang Meng’s success reached the ears of the Dongyang Clan Leader.

“What? Meng’er condensed the tenth Seed of the Fierce Sun?” The Dongyang Clan Leader was incredulous. Over the years, he too had yearned for a clan member to achieve this milestone.

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But it had always remained a distant dream. There had been a handful of disciples from the Dongyang Family who’d managed to condense nine Seeds of the Fierce Sun before age five hundred, but ten?

Not a single one.

The jump from nine Seeds to ten was a fundamental transformation—the difficulty beyond comparison.

“Good, good, good.”

The Dongyang Clan Leader was elated. He quickly found Dongyang Meng and, upon repeated confirmation, brought her before several Self-Dao Realm elders of the Dongyang Family.

Although the Seeds of the Fierce Sun resided within one’s body, they couldn’t be perceived by outsiders. Only specific methods granted by the Fierce Sun Ancient Country could definitively verify their presence.

Thus, the Dongyang Clan Leader had no choice but to rely on Dongyang Meng’s verbal confirmation. As for verification? The Dongyang Family didn’t possess that capability.

“Condensed the tenth Seed of the Fierce Sun?”

The Dongyang Family’s Self-Dao Realm elders were ecstatic.

“Meng’er, you are the pride of our clan. You must keep this matter absolutely hidden. If the Qing Envoy arrives, everything will be laid bare.”

The Dongyang Family’s elder spoke seriously; this was no trifling matter.

“Elder, I have indeed condensed the tenth Seed of the Fierce Sun.” Dongyang Meng affirmed with certainty.

The ten Seeds of the Fierce Sun floated within her, providing her with overwhelming rules perception—a sensation she couldn’t possibly fake.

The difference between ten and nine Seeds of the Fierce Sun was as vast as that between nine and one.

“That’s good.”

The Dongyang Family elder’s face crept into a smile. “Our Dongyang Family will soar to greatness thanks to you, Meng’er.”

“Without the family’s cultivation, there would be no Dongyang Meng today.” Dongyang Meng replied promptly, her gratitude toward the clan genuine.

“Alright, now you should rest for the time being. The Qing Envoy will arrive in a few months. Focus on stabilizing your ten Seeds of the Fierce Sun during this time.”

The elder of the Dongyang Family spoke soothingly.

The Qing Envoy served as Lord Qingfen’s messenger, traversing the Qingfen Domain.

Both the Dongyang Family and the Yu Family sought to become disciples under Lord Qingfen’s tutelage, and this would be decided by the Qing Envoy. Only those meeting the requirements could be selected.

“Understood.”

Dongyang Meng nodded.

Although she had successfully condensed the tenth Seed of the Fierce Sun, stabilizing it would require additional time.

After Dongyang Meng departed.

The remaining elders of the Dongyang Family exchanged glances, their faces filled with relief and triumph.

“The rise of the Dongyang Family is now inevitable.”

The elder of the Dongyang Family spoke with exhilaration. If nine Seeds could barely push the clan to the threshold of being a first-class family, then ten Seeds would place them among the pinnacle of such families.

“Elder, what now? Should we publicize Meng’er’s achievement of condensing the tenth Seed of the Fierce Sun?” The Dongyang Clan Leader was equally excited.

The Dongyang Family’s rise to prominence would naturally elevate his position as Clan Leader.

“Publicize it? Why would we publicize it?”

The Dongyang elder’s gaze grew profound as he questioned in return.

“Don’t publicize it?”

The Dongyang Clan Leader froze momentarily before understanding.

Indeed, a heaven-defying talent capable of condensing ten Seeds of the Fierce Sun was untouchable in the Qingfen Domain.

But better safe than sorry.

With the Yu Family next door, who could guarantee they wouldn’t act recklessly upon learning that the Dongyang Family had birthed such a transcendent talent?

“Now, the Dongyang Family only needs to quietly wait for the Qing Envoy to arrive.”

“Everything else is unnecessary.”

The Dongyang elder was exceedingly cautious, determined to avoid unnecessary complications.

…

Time passed.

Half a year flashed by.

One day, three figures appeared silently outside the Dongyang Family estate.

These three figures—one tall, two short—had restrained their auras, yet the space and time in their vicinity subtly felt suppressed.

“This region… I recall Dongyang Family and Yu Family have each produced one promising youth, barely meeting the qualifications to become disciples of the Marquis.”

The shorter figure on the left remarked, gazing toward the Dongyang estate in the distance.