Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 546 - 360: The Daoist Preaches, Millennium Emperor, With Vast Virtue and Majesty, Terrifies All Directions.

Today at Sea Dragon City, there was neither rain nor shine, just the rustling of the wind, laden with weariness, and when it brushed against one’s face, it carried a tinge of fishiness.

Outside Sea Dragon City, reefs spread out for a thousand miles, standing like mountain ranges, with the waves wearing holes of various sizes into them.

However, at this moment, what attracted Yi Chen’s attention was not the grand scene of the stone reefs arranged in formation, nor the spectacular sight of a thousand reefs amidst tumbling waves, but instead the awe-inspiring majesty of the colossal ’ship’s bow’ in the distance.

This was an impressive structure that seemed to have grown forcibly out of the continental shelf, towering and expansive like the aircraft carriers of his previous world.

At the bow of the ship, a fierce black dragon was carved, appearing and disappearing amidst the surging waves.

Aboard the deck, twelve massive gold patterns of formations were twinkling, and countless black-robed practitioners were scattered across it, busily engaged as if they were checking something.

At the very front of the bow, a huge circular platform rose unexpectedly.

On it, the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, and other such divine beasts were engraved to the southeast, northwest, as protectors on the four sides.

Then, using the four trigrams of the Later Heaven Bagua: Qian (northwest), Gen (northeast), Xun (southeast), Kun (southwest), to denote the corners.

With the twelve Earthly Branches representing twelve directions, and supplemented by the eight Heavenly Stems, they formed the pattern of twenty-four mountains, capturing the wonderful intricacies between heaven and man, with all beneath the firmament within the reach of their survey.

"Holy shit, this is way too hardcore."

Yi Chen’s pupils contracted as he lightly landed on the deck, his hefty foot softly stomping down to find that the material used for the deck could be utilized to forge ordinary Magic Artifacts.

For a moment, Yi Chen gained a more vivid understanding of the complexity and extravagance of the Eastern Continent’s grand array; no wonder even with the national power of Great Qin, they had to enlist the sects to arrange it together.

This was just what could be seen on the surface—if one considered the unseen places, who knew how many precious natural treasures were invested in them.

"It turns out that a venerable from the Free Heavens has arrived, please move to the Sifang Pavilion, where Great Qin has already prepared food and drink to welcome and cleanse the dust of travel for everyone."

"The wise ones who arrived earlier are also staying there."

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A middle-aged man in an ochre robe appeared on the deck like a ghost, causing Yi Chen to be taken aback for a moment, as he sensed that this man’s revealed cultivation was no less than that of the Red Flower Old Demon whom he had slain.

Yi Chen and Yuan Jun, Yuqing True King, exchanged glances and could both see the shock in each other’s eyes; it seemed that Great Qin had indeed shown some of their hidden depth for the sake of swallowing Central Continent.

Of course, it was not ruled out that Great Qin intentionally did this to flaunt their muscles and intimidate the gathered cultivators.

Under the guidance of the middle-aged man, Yi Chen and the others flew swiftly, and soon they arrived at the Sifang Pavilion in Sea Dragon City, where they were staying.

The Sifang Pavilion, square and octagonal, nine stories high, covered a vast area. Given the esteemed status of Yi Chen and his companions, it was natural for them to stay on the ninth floor.

At night, the storm raged.

Yet the waterfall-like downpour could not influence the slightest inside the Sifang Pavilion, as an invisible barrier repelled all the rain, with streams of water flowing down along the barrier.

At this moment, inside the grand hall of the Sifang Pavilion, practitioners were all listening intently to a white-haired Daoist on the stage, expounding and lecturing on the Dao.

This person was a great Elder of the Supreme Daoist Sect, Tai Qingzi, a formidable character with Dao Mastery at nine levels. Even a rebellious character like Yuan Jun restrained her mischievousness and listened attentively.

In the assembly, only Yi Chen was an oddity, glancing around, eating Spirit Fruit and seeds, looking utterly bored.

"Damn it, I understand every word this old Daoist says, but when they connect, it’s like mist over Yun Shan. Are you all nodding your heads for nothing?"

Yi Chen ranted internally as he popped another Spirit Fruit into his mouth; as the juice burst forth, he calmed his spirit and began to observe the cultivators in the hall with his heart’s eye.

Of course, it was the female cultivators he observed. Why would he look at the male cultivators? He was not a pervert.

"Tsk tsk, when it comes to legs, Daoist Lin Luo definitely has the edge. And that white-robed fairy over there with her elegant demeanor really catches the eye. I’ll give her an eight out of ten as encouragement."

Of course, in terms of broad-mindedness, it has to be our Yuan Jun, unbeatable by anyone. I’m not targeting anyone, I’m just saying that all the fairy maidens present have a penchant for joy."

Just as Yi Chen was lost in his internal chattering, the sound of a chime interrupted his thoughts.

The white-haired old Daoist, wearing a smile, looked towards Yi Chen, "Hidden Dragon Taoist seems to have a different view on the old Daoist’s words. Why not come up to the stage and freely speak your mind and present your views?"

"Ah?"

With all the practitioners’ eyes converging upon him, Yi Chen’s hand holding the Spirit Fruit suddenly froze mid-air.

Seeing Yi Chen’s behavior, Lin Luo got up, smiling with her jade hairpin affixed as she gracefully spoke up to defuse the situation, "Elder Tai Qingzi, I’ve also previously asked Hidden Dragon Taoist similar questions."

"He said, ’Constantly cultivating and pondering day after day can actually lead to an inferior path. The Dao has always come from self-realization. It may be so, it may not be so, who has ever forged a new world just by sitting and discussing the Dao? The great Daozun, Buddha, Warlord, Demon Lord, and others, who did they ask for the Dao?’ "

"Therefore, he never asks others for the Dao, nor does he listen to others’ lectures on the Dao, fearing it may pollute his own Dao."

These words struck a chord with the assembled cultivators.

If it were anyone else, the crowd would have dismissed it as attention-seeking and would have paid no heed, but these words came from the head of the Great Qin Legal Assembly, which lent them a different weight.

Even some of the cultivators present were inclined to agree, thinking that only such magnanimity was befitting of the title of the head of the Great Qin Legal Assembly.

Tai Qingzi’s gaze was clear, devoid of impurities, his smile serene:

"I and the young friend have a significant age difference, and had no chance to battle in our youth. Today I am fortunate to meet him, and although we did not spar, the young friend’s determination and spirit are indeed extraordinary."