"Master Dao, I have also tried my best!"
Although the words of the old man in front of him startled Feng Bingwen, he quickly calmed down.
The deal he made with those few innate deities was his second most secret possession, second only to the Heavenly Book. However, when he joined the Supreme Dao, this secret was already known to others, so there was no harm in revealing it.
"hehe!"
Upon hearing Feng Bingwen's argument, the Supreme Daoist Master picked up the teacup in front of him, took a small sip, smiled without saying a word, too lazy to even comment.
Don't you realize how much of your current level of cultivation comes from your own hard work?
Zhao Junxian, the son of Xuanqing Immortal Lord, could be considered a prodigy even in the Supreme Dao, where geniuses and prodigies abound. Yet, even this second-generation immortal was nearly killed when he underwent the tribulation to become an immortal.
In comparison, he knew how much suffering this kid endured during his tribulation; he probably just lay there comfortably and got through it like it was nothing.
This is one of the benefits of inheriting the innate divine and demonic energy. Without thinking about transcending heaven and earth and always wanting to explore the outside world, one can be as nourished as one desires in this world.
"According to the sect rules, with your current cultivation level, you are no longer suitable to serve as a Dao Child!"
As he spoke, the Supreme Dao Master stretched out his finger and gently hooked it, and a celestial wheel radiating five-colored immortal light leaped out from Feng Bingwen's body.
"Master, I have a request!"
An aged voice, tinged with anxiety, rang out from the celestial wheel. However, before the Supreme Dao Lord could even finish listening, he gently pushed and pressed the celestial wheel, and it vanished into the void, never to be seen again.
Having lost a magical aura that accompanied him, Feng Bingwen felt somewhat empty and uneasy, missing the fulfilling feeling he once had. That's how people are; they only realize the value of something after they've lost it.
Even so, Feng Bingwen didn't say anything. The sect leader acted according to the rules, and as a disciple, he naturally had to obediently follow them.
The magical artifact was a safety guarantee for the Supreme Daoist when he traveled outside. Now that he is no longer one, this benefit should naturally be taken back, which is not controversial.
But this isn't necessarily a bad thing, because it means that with his further advancement in cultivation, he will be able to obtain greater benefits from the sect. No matter how powerful a celestial artifact is, it's still an external object, and it can't compare to one's own cultivation.
"No objections?"
Seeing Feng Bingwen so calm and composed, even picking up his teacup and sipping it gently, the Dao Master asked with a slight smile.
"Everything is entirely at the Lord's disposal!"
"I won't go into too much detail. I'm sure your master has already explained it to you. According to the sect rules, you are entitled to manage a blessed land left behind by the Dao Venerable for a period of sixty years. During this time, no matter what you do, as long as you don't damage the blessed land, the sect will not interfere. After sixty years, the sect will take back the blessed land. How much benefit you can get from it depends entirely on yourself!"
"Thank you, Dao Master!"
Feng Bingwen bowed and thanked him. He naturally had no objection to this arrangement.
Although the number of disciples of the Supreme Dao is extremely small, each generation can have around ten disciples. And over the generations, even with the large number of blessed lands left by the Daoist Master, it is still not enough to go around.
"No need to thank me. If you want to thank me, go and offer incense to the ancestor, although it won't do you any good!"
"yes!"
"Your tribulation has come at the right time. There are only two blessed lands in the sect that are vacant and no one is in charge. You can choose one of them."
"Am I lucky?"
Feng Bingwen asked tentatively.
"Of course, sometimes you have to wait!"
"But we don't have many people in our sect!"
Feng Bingwen muttered to himself, "The Supreme Dao has few disciples, but their combat strength at the higher levels seems to be quite terrifying."
"Would you like to choose now, or should I arrange it for you?"
"It's all up to the Dao Master's arrangement."
Feng Bingwen repeated what he had just said.
What's the point of choosing between two options? In these kinds of situations, it's best to just listen to the elders' arrangements.
To be frank, this Dao Lord might understand him better than he understands himself.
"In that case, you shall take charge of the Sumeru Blessed Land. Within this blessed land lies a kingdom of little people. You should be able to reap many benefits from ruling it!"
"A land of little people?!"
Feng Bingwen looked up in surprise.
In the mortal world, this is considered a somewhat well-known anomaly. Of course, it is far inferior to fox fairies, ghosts, dragon girls, and the like. In terms of popularity and safety, it cannot compare. This is exactly what the majority of writers like.
The like don't appear very often in folk tales and biographies, since they're only for reading and not for practical use.
"How could such a race exist in the blessed land of the Daoist Master?"
"There's nothing strange about that. Back in the day, our Supreme Dao also protected many races that were close to humans!"
The Supreme Daoist Master said that Feng Bingwen was making a fuss over nothing.
"A race of giants dwells in your master's blessed land!"
"No, Dao Lord, isn't this discrimination a bit too obvious? Why is the blessed land I was assigned a land of little people, while my master's land is a land of giants?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Bingwen's eyes widened, and he immediately raised an objection.
Descriptions of Lilliput vary, but regardless of their appearance, this group, whom humans call Lilliputians, are described as having a maximum size of three feet and a minimum size of three inches.
At this level, Feng Bingwen found it hard to imagine what help these little guys could offer him; compared to the giants, they were practically incomparable.
The race known as giants by humans are all measured in zhang (a unit of length in Chinese measurement). The smaller ones are a few zhang, while the larger ones are incredibly large.
"The giant race in your master's blessed land only numbers slightly over a thousand!"
The Supreme Daoist Master explained it casually,
"And the number of little people in the Sumeru Paradise is in the tens of millions!"
"Countless!"
Feng Bingwen, who had originally wanted to protest, fell silent. With such a huge number, he really had nothing to say. This number also meant that the little people in the blessed land he controlled were probably not that big, and might even be the smallest kind in legend.
"Even petty people can cultivate themselves!"
"real?"
Upon hearing this news, Feng Bingwen was overjoyed. If one could cultivate, being small in size would not be a problem at all, given the sheer size of the population.
"Without affecting the survival of the Lilliputian Kingdom in the Sumeru Paradise, you can bring some of the Lilliputians who are willing to follow you into your Paradise!"
The Daoist Master then dropped another bombshell that excited Feng Bingwen even more. It was tantamount to telling him openly that he could use public funds for private purposes—or rather, embezzle them! No, that's not right.
In short, it's really great to be able to join the Supreme Dao. In terms of benefits, Feng Bingwen believes that no other force in the human race or even the world can compare with it. As long as you reach the corresponding level, a massive amount of resources will be poured into you.
Do you still have any objections?
"No!"
Feng Bingwen shook his head vigorously, he had no objections now. His master was in charge of a group of giants, which sounded pretty good.
However, given the small number of their population, it's clear that if his master wanted to recruit a group of giants, he would have to put in a lot of effort, since powerful beings would inevitably have a birth rate proportional to their strength.
As for him, he has a miniature kingdom under his command. Even if he embezzles money as soon as he enters, and can stuff a batch into his own blessed land, it won't have any impact. After all, the sheer number of them means that their average strength is probably pitifully weak, and being weak means they can reproduce in large numbers in a short period of time.
The sheer size of the pool ensures that even if it's one in a hundred, one in a thousand, or even one in ten thousand, as long as someone is capable of cultivation, they can create a legion of little people who serve them entirely in a very short time.
"Since there isn't one, then go and take a look at your blessed land. From this day forward, you will be the master of the Sumeru Blessed Land!"
As soon as the Daoist Master finished speaking, Feng Bingwen hadn't even finished the cup of tea he was holding when he saw a beam of immortal light flash before his eyes, and he landed in his own cave. In his hand, he now held a jade ruyi!
Holding this jade ruyi, Feng Bingwen knew that this was the proof of his authority over the Sumeru Blessed Land. With this jade ruyi, he could freely enter and exit the Sumeru Blessed Land within the territory of the Supreme Dao Mountain Gate, and he could mobilize all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within the blessed land.
As for leaving the Supreme Dao Mountain Gate, this jade ruyi is just a decent immortal treasure, because it is only a certificate and cannot be taken around with the Sumeru Blessed Land. The location of the Dao Venerable's Blessed Land is already fixed and no one can move it.
"master!"
Feng Bingwen was thrown back to his own cave abode by the Supreme Dao Master, which is the Zhanmeng Islands, immediately alarming the many spirits and demons who were cultivating in seclusion on these islands!
The leader among them was an ape with smooth, golden fur. As it soared through the clouds, its eyes shone with divine light, making it truly extraordinary.
"You're finally back!"
The followers that Feng Bingwen had casually taken in earlier all flocked into the Dao Palace. However, these spirits and demons were all dumbfounded when faced with Feng Bingwen, who was not deliberately concealing his provocative aura.
"Master, your cultivation level..."
The large monkey, clad in golden armor and wielding an iron rod, asked tremblingly. He vividly remembered that when he first met the master, this monkey was stronger than him. But how come it had become superior to him after only a few short years?
Did he take a nap some time ago and accidentally sleep for decades? Otherwise, how could such a thing happen? Even if the geniuses among the human race gather the essence of heaven and earth, it shouldn't be this exaggerated.
"These past few days, I've been traveling and have gained some opportunities and benefits, which has led to a rapid advancement in my cultivation. There's no need to worry about that; just focus on your cultivation!"
Feng Bingwen soothed his followers, whose hearts were deeply wounded by his power, with a light and understated tone.
But the more he acted this way, the more hurt his followers who had been abandoned became. They clearly remembered that they were at the same level back then, so how could they have fallen several major levels in the blink of an eye?
"By the way, the Dao Lord has arranged for me to take charge of a blessed land. Are you all willing to help me?"
"I will obey your orders, sir!"
Sun Yuansheng, who had been mingling with the Taishangdao sect for a while, was overjoyed. He knew what this meant. If he could follow his master into the blessed land, he might be able to use the spiritual energy within to accumulate a more solid foundation and eventually reach a higher realm.
The other spirit demons, who hadn't even reached the Yuan Dan realm, were so excited about the giant monkey that they immediately followed suit, understanding the principle of going with the flow.
"good!"
Feng Bingwen nodded; his mind was naturally on the sect's blessed land.
"Let me investigate first, and then I will settle you all!"
As he spoke, Feng Bingwen, holding a jade ruyi, gradually faded and disappeared from beneath the golden platform and jade throne in full view of everyone. When he reappeared, he was already in another vibrant world.
"This is what you call a blessed land!"
Feng Bingwen was also standing in the Chudao Palace at this moment, but compared to the palace built for him by the demons in his cave, it was much more magnificent and grand, and there was no comparison at all.
Of course, these magnificent immortal buildings were not enough to amaze Feng Bingwen. What truly excited him was the boundless spiritual energy that filled Zhou Shen, and the faint Daoist charm.
Even though he wasn't meditating or cultivating, some special insights welled up in his mind. He was willing to bet that if he sat down and calmed his mind on the spot, he could enter a state of enlightenment very quickly.
"No wonder my master was too lazy to move after he found the blessed land. I would have done the same!"
After personally experiencing the wonders of the Daoist blessed land, Feng Bingwen immediately understood his master. It would be the same for anyone. This place is full of Daoist charm, and as long as you put your mind to it, you can comprehend the Dao. Who would be foolish enough to run away from here, especially since it is time-limited?
After a brief sigh, Feng Bingwen had no interest in exploring the blessed land, and he didn't even plan to look at the miniature world living in it!
As the saying goes, no amount of benefits can compare to one's own cultivation. Feng Bingwen immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and entered a state of cultivation. In almost the time it takes to breathe, he entered a state of enlightenment.
But Feng Bingwen began his cultivation on his own, personally experiencing the mysteries of the Daoist blessed land. However, when he appeared in this Sumeru blessed land, he immediately brought a huge shock to the little people living and multiplying there.
Within this blessed land, a majestic palace hung high in the heavens. At this moment, this celestial palace was radiating outwards, rippling with layers of celestial light, as if revealing something to the beings within this blessed land.
"A new immortal has appeared!"
"An immortal has descended to earth! We must seize this opportunity! We absolutely cannot fall behind again!"
"Hahaha, our Qiongshan Kingdom's turning point has arrived!"
"As long as you can gain the favor of the immortals, everything else is just a clay chicken or a tile dog, utterly vulnerable!"
"Quickly prepare the flying boat! This sovereign wishes to be the first to see the descended immortal!"
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