Chapter 1 Dong Sheng Continent

Qi Tang Kingdom.

Nanhua Road.

Linxi City.

Linxi City is located on the border of Qi Tang Kingdom, flanked by mountains, with nine rivers encircling it like dragons. They converge here, yet continue eastward, disappearing into the boundless ocean.

Linxi City covers a vast area, like a giant dragon spanning the mountains. The city walls are tall and thick, built entirely of blue steel stone, impervious to blades and axes.

Together with the mountains, they form a border defense line stretching for tens of thousands of miles.

On and around the city walls, teams of armored soldiers patrol, their eyes sharp.

In the tall city gate, pedestrians and vehicles come and go in an endless stream, pouring into the city like a tide, then dispersing into the city through the well-connected avenues.

Heavy and filled with a thick aura of battle, it shows that this city has experienced countless wars.

Straight along the main road into the city is a large seven-courtyard mansion with vermilion walls and a tall red gate. The exterior is grand, and the interior has gilded bronze tiles, revealing the status of the owner.

This is the residence of the Lord of Linxi City, the ‘Zhenhai Wang’ (Sea Suppressing King) of Qi Tang Kingdom, and the most respected person in this city.

This ‘Zhenhai Wang’ is the son of the previous ruler of Qi Tang Kingdom and holds an extremely high position in the entire kingdom. Here on the border, he is even more like an emperor, his word is law.

But at this time, the usually quiet ‘Zhenhai Wang’ residence seems extremely lively.

Unfortunately, all visiting guests, regardless of their status, are turned away and not allowed to enter. But no one is annoyed; they just smile and wait outside with their gifts.

Inside the mansion, hundreds of servants are busy preparing various items.

Whoosh~

A faint spiritual light awakened from the dim darkness. Before seeing anything, it heard exclamations and bustling sounds nearby.

"This is..."

An Qisheng's mind was still muddled, but the sounds pouring into his ears were automatically converted into a language he could understand:

"The young master is born!"

"Hurry up!"

"Prepare the medicinal soup! Hot water! Clean the madam!"

......

All that could be heard were busy sounds and a constant stream of noisy footsteps.

In just a moment, An Qisheng had recovered.

Compared to before, this dream entry was the most difficult An Qisheng had ever encountered. This world was magnificent and vast, even more boundless than the Ten Thousand Yang Realm.

But unlike the Ten Thousand Yang Realm, the 'karma' and 'cause and effect' in this world were strict to an unimaginable degree.

This indicated that this world had a large number of powerful individuals.

Because of this, when his location was revealed by the entanglement of the demon light and the Dao light, he resolutely detonated his primordial spirit, turning it into countless fragments scattered throughout the world.

With the concealment of the demon light and the Dao light, and the flashing of the Dao Yi Diagram, his primordial spirit fragments might not all escape surveillance, but at least not all of them would fall into the eyes of the great powers of this world.

It was also because of this extremely strict 'karma' and 'cause and effect' entanglement that An Qisheng chose the most cautious method to escape into this world after detonating his primordial spirit.

"No wonder that Chao Yang was so confident..."

An Qisheng sighed inwardly as he regained his senses. This world was like the former Great Xuan, where you needed an identity to go anywhere, and without an identity, it was difficult to move an inch.

And the proof of this identity was the soul.

Compared to the heavily monitored 'humans', aliens were relatively more suitable.

As he thought, he began to sense his surroundings.

This was a world with extremely rich spiritual energy, seemingly even more so than the Ten Thousand Yang Realm after the Great Era descended. Unfortunately, this spiritual energy could not be touched in the slightest.

The lesson of Gu Changfeng of Renjiandao was not far away, and he remembered it clearly.

Looking outward.

This was a magnificent mansion with a large area, paved with white stone, with artificial hills, artificial lakes, and various plants.

And a Bodhi tree that seemed to be quite old and somewhat withered.

This Bodhi tree was where An Qisheng resided.

"A tree..."

Sensing the old tree that tightly bound him, An Qisheng shook his head inwardly.

Without being able to touch the spiritual energy, even a bug was better than a tree, not to mention an old tree that was about to wither.

However, having seen many storms, An Qisheng didn't care too much. With a thought, he already heard the gossiping of several old women passing by under the tree.

"Heaven have mercy, has it been nine years? The madam is finally giving birth..."

"Nine years of pregnancy, our young master is really...sigh, hurry up, lest the steward blames us. Whether we are needed or not, we have to go and see."

"I wonder if the eldest miss will come back..."

As the old women whispered and walked away, An Qisheng's perception was cut off. Apart from this courtyard, he couldn't perceive any sounds or scenes outside.

His primordial spirit was incredibly strong, and even if he cut off ninety-nine percent of it, it shouldn't be so不堪 (bukan - unbearable/shameful). However, the spiritual energy in this world, which was much denser than that of Renjiandao, had become a great obstacle.

Unless he was willing to absorb the spiritual energy, his perception would be confined to this small courtyard.

"This is a bit troublesome..."

An Qisheng murmured inwardly. Unfortunately, even though his primordial spirit had infiltrated the entire Bodhi tree, he couldn't move at all.

It seemed that he was trapped in this Bodhi tree.

Even more troublesome was that this was an already dead, or about to die, Bodhi tree. He could feel the roots gradually withering and the insects gnawing in the tree holes all over his body.

Among them, the most fiercely gnawing was at the crown of the tree, a small cicada. The cicada was very small, seemingly just born, but its gnawing force was extremely strong.

Born in this world rich in spiritual energy, whether it was plants or mosquitoes, they all had spiritual charm, and their physique and spirit were clearly much stronger than those of Xuanxing.

But because the world was different, they were just ordinary people, and what they could do might not be more than what ordinary people in Xuanxing could do.

But this cicada, with a slight golden color, was different. Its biting force was outrageously strong. If he couldn't feel what it was, he would almost think that a tiger or leopard was using his branches to grind its teeth.

With a thought, An Qisheng focused on the branch and knocked the cicada off the tree with a 'snap'.

Whoosh~

A complete, ivory-like palm stretched out and caught the falling cicada.

"A newborn spiritual golden cicada. You were born on the same day as my Damo. This is, perhaps, fate."

It was an extremely wealthy middle-aged man, with a round face, high nose, small eyes, long eyebrows, and ears reaching his shoulders. He was not tall, but he had a sense of stability like the earth.

He held the cicada in one hand and a small baby in swaddling clothes in the other.

The baby had just been born, his eyes closed, sucking on his fingers, seemingly still asleep.

Behind him was a beautiful woman shielded by four screens. The beautiful woman seemed to have just given birth, her face still pale, but her smile was very gentle:

"Since it is fated with Damo, let it stay and be a playmate for Damo."

"Very well."

The middle-aged man flicked his hand, and the golden cicada was thrown back into the crown of the tree: "Spiritual golden cicadas need to absorb spiritual energy through the Bodhi tree to grow. Unfortunately, our Bodhi tree probably won't live long..."

The old tree was very old. Its branches and leaves were withered and yellow, the bark was peeling off, and there were many insects and ants climbing and gnawing on it, obviously approaching its end.

"The spiritual energy in Linxi City is still insufficient. This old tree originally had the potential to transform into a 'Vajra Bodhi Tree'. It was a seed I requested from Master Jialan..."

The beautiful woman said with some regret: "We haven't had any children for so many years. The day the tree dies is the day Damo was born. There is indeed some fate in it."

This family seemed to be very devoted to fate, and their words were inseparable from the word "fate," which made An Qisheng's heart move slightly.

However, his primordial spirit was at a low ebb at this time, so he did not act rashly, but quietly sensed everyone's aura, pondering something.

"In this Linxi City, in this Nanhua Road, I am the king! I will not allow anyone to die today!"

The wealthy middle-aged man held the child in one hand and slapped the tree trunk with the other.

Buzz~

It was as if a very heavy bronze bell had been struck. In an instant, large numbers of insects and ants fell from the tree, and the golden cicada was startled and almost fell as well.

"Hmm?"

An Qisheng frowned, not pleased but secretly cursing his bad luck.

When the middle-aged man slapped down, an extremely pure and peaceful mana, accompanied by spiritual energy, poured into the tree trunk, spreading in all directions.

It seemed that he wanted to use mana to make the old tree rejuvenate.

But this was obviously not a good thing for An Qisheng. His primordial spirit was attached to this old tree. The middle-aged man might not be able to find him by doing this.

But this spiritual energy and mana were very likely to contaminate his soul.

This was very bad!

"Wah~~~"

At this moment, a loud cry echoed through the courtyard.

The middle-aged man's body trembled, and he couldn't help but put down his palm, looking at the baby in his arms with a gentle expression: "Damo, don't cry, don't cry..."

Babies' cries are the hardest to soothe, but the baby seemed to understand and stopped crying.

His dark, round eyes curiously looked at the outside world.

"This little fellow, really."

The beautiful woman smiled gently and then said: "Let's go. I heard that 'Xiao Ci' is coming back this time, and her master, 'Lonely Moon Chan Master', is also coming. We can't lose the etiquette of our Qiao family."

"That's right."

The middle-aged man nodded. After being interrupted by the child, he no longer paid attention to the Bodhi tree and walked towards the front yard with the child.

"That child..."

As the two left, An Qisheng's heart moved slightly. He carefully manipulated the patterns in the tree trunk, diverting the spiritual energy poured in by the middle-aged man.

He directed it all towards the crown of the tree, or rather, towards the golden cicada that was gnawing on the tree trunk.

Ah!

As if startled by the surging spiritual energy, the golden cicada only took one bite before its body stiffened and fell straight down the tree.

But after a moment, it flapped its wings and flew back to the tree trunk.

It greedily swallowed the spiritual energy gathered in the tree trunk.

An Qisheng sensed clearly that as the golden cicada devoured more spiritual energy, a faint, almost imperceptible golden light flashed across its thin wings.

Was that the golden cicada's innate ability?

Whoosh~

An Qisheng's mind moved, and a water-like light flowed out from the depths of his soul:

[Dao power consumed: 50,000,000]

Qiao Damo (0/∞)