Chapter 11: Cultivating the Great Way in the Mundane World (Part 2)

  When the light of miracles dissipated in the sea of consciousness, Zhou Wenbo's sea of consciousness had transformed into a magnificent golden palace. Underneath the palace, four-colored energies circulated, supporting the world formed by this principle.

  A brand new world has been born.

  This world is a self-contained system, running smoothly, although it looks a bit simple, but still a complete cycle.

  Zhou Wenbo's soul was quickly expelled by the circulation of this new world's power.

  He sensed the change in Zhou Wenbo's sea of consciousness, and the purple and cyan auras that had been surrounding him quickly retreated.

  In this vast ocean of consciousness, it seemed as if he had already experienced the creation of heaven and earth, the birth of the universe, and countless centuries had passed. However, when Zhou Wenbo opened his eyes again, he found that Chen Yun's old ancestor was surrounded by clouds and mist all over his body, like a celestial being. The delicate skin sensation on his temples made him realize that the green gas outside the recognition just now should have belonged to the little fairy.

  After a while, the woman in white finally gathered her breath, and her icy jade hand also moved away from Zhou Wenbo's temple.

  Only saw the crane-haired and child-faced Chen Bo, the old ancestor, staring at Zhou Wenbo with a piercing gaze, making him feel uneasy, wondering what this old immortal was planning.

  "Lao Dao should be called a fellow Taoist at this time!" Chen Yun finally spoke up: "I don't know your name? Dare to ask, Fellow Taoist, what great Tao have you attained?"

  Zhou Wenbo knew that this was because Chen Yun considered himself to have already attained the true Tao, and therefore referred to him as a fellow Taoist. However, this so-called "Holy Heavenly Son" game system is not truly the Great Tao, at least not yet. It requires oneself to accumulate the four qi in the future, perfect this system, and only then can one be considered a high-ranking Taoist master.

  It's just like getting the core program of an operating system, but various applications still need to be added to finally form a complete system.

  "Small path, Zhou Wenbo, rolling in the red dust to cultivate, cultivating is this worldly great way, my great way, among people." Zhou Wenbo responded.

  "Today our fate ends here, if you come to Huashan Yuntai Pavilion in the future, you can sit and discuss Tao with Lao Dao."

  Having said that, the old immortal descended the stairs and departed with a flourish.

  "For ten years, I've been wandering in the red dust, often turning back to gaze at the green hills in my dreams. The purple path may be glorious, but it's not as good as a humble sleep; the crimson gate may be noble, but it's not as good as being poor. I'm distressed by the sound of swords and halberds supporting a ruler in danger, and annoyed by the sight of revelers disturbing the drunken."

  The singing voice gradually faded away and finally dispersed in the air.

  "Zhou Xiaozhi, remember me, my name is Xia Xuelan! I'll find you again!" The white-shirted girl shouted viciously at Zhou Wenbo before rushing out of the Qu Shi Pavilion and quickly disappearing from view.

  Zhou Wenbo was at a loss, unsure of what he had done to offend the white-shirted girl, but being remembered by a beauty was also a fortunate thing.

  In the distance, the white-shirted girl finally caught up with Old Ancestor Chen Bao.

  "Master, I've suffered a huge loss! The true energy that I've been refining for five years has nearly one-third of it unrecoverable!" The white-robed girl Xia Xue Lan pulled at Chen Lao Dao's robes, shaking him vigorously.

  "You, you, haven't even reached the true realm yet, and you dare to try to infuse your body with true energy. If it weren't for Old Dao helping you tidy up your true energy, more than half of it would have been wasted, and all your cultivation would have been in vain!" Chen Bo looked at his reckless and arrogant disciple with a mixture of disappointment and helplessness.

  Xia Xuelan was a lonely orphan rescued by Chen Yun from the chaotic army twelve years ago. Her parents had long since passed away, and she was born with a spiritual body, having excellent qualifications for practicing Taoism. She could learn any method quickly, and was also clever and intelligent, never suffering losses over the years. However, this time she intervened in Chen Yun's enlightenment of Zhou Wenbo, losing a lot of true energy, which made the usually mature girl very dissatisfied.

  "Teacher, can Xiaozhou possibly become a true dragon this week?" Xia Xuelan didn't want to dwell on her frustration anymore and was thinking of a way to retrieve the true energy left in Zhou Xiaozhou's body. But as soon as she thought about how the true energy that belonged to her, which had been cultivated through her daily wind and rain, was now inside a man's body, a surge of inexplicable anger and shyness rose up in her heart, so for now, she could only change the subject.

  "It's hard to say whether he's a true dragon or not, but this Zhou Wenbo is definitely a great figure who will start his own school. His future achievements are boundless." said Chen Yun, the old ancestor.

  Since ancient times, the world has been divided into three parts: Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism. However, Zhou Wenbo took a different path, his great way sweeping across the universe, suppressing the four seas, but precisely how to cultivate the Jiaolong to become the true dragon son's Dharma gate!

  Although its Great Dao is now as weak as a firefly compared to the moon, it has its own system and cultivates in this chaotic world of red dust. The possibility of becoming a true dragon is naturally much greater than that of other dragons!

  But today, in a hurry, I still don't know what kind of great master this young man will become. This dragon, the future possible true dragon son of heaven, will bring what kind of fate to all living things under heaven...

  Chen Bo's old ancestor thought for a moment, suddenly glanced at the side of his body treading on snow, and had already forgotten the troubles of his beloved apprentice. Suddenly, he had a plan in mind.

  At this time, Zhou Wenbo, who was still staying in the Qū Shí Pavilion, had no intention of paying attention to Chen Pó and his disciples. His entire mind was focused on the newly opened Sea of Consciousness.

  After a moment.

  "Divine Child" game system activated...

  Gathering system resources...

  Collecting host data...

  Connecting with the world...

  In his mind, there seemed to be a dripping sound, and the program named "Sheng Tian Zi" system designed by Zhou Wenbo finally started its first boot.

  The first activated game system, and the system resources are also counted at the same time.

  Suddenly, a holographic page appeared in front of Zhou Wenbo, and the magnificent castle that was shining brightly in his mind's eye was now standing right before him. In the upper right corner of his field of vision were four types of resources: Life Energy, Killing Intent, Creative Energy, and Imperial Dominance.

  This interface is completely formed by Zhou Wenbo's subconscious, seemingly a hybrid of the once-world-conquering real-time strategy game "Warcraft" and the turn-based strategy series "Heroes of Might and Magic", extremely similar.

  The castle is currently just a shadow and does not have any actual functional buildings.

  At this time, the data of the four resources are 300 points, 300 points, 200 points and 0 points respectively.

  These resources should be the last vestige of energy provided by the light of that miracle after it was extinguished in chaos. The first three energies are basic energies, which can be automatically collected by the system from Zhou Wenbo's future territory, while the last Emperor's Qi can only be provided by Zhou Wenbo's own actions and cannot be obtained from other places.

  Zhou Wenbo tried to build his first building in the void: a private school.

  Private School, a place to spread culture. Can educate 20 people. Territory Literature +1, Morale +1. Building Consumption: Life Force 50 points, Creative Force 100 points.

  System Prompt: You need at least one 1st-level scholar under your rule to construct the building: Private School.

  Zhou Wenbo is in a dilemma now, teaching a private school still needs a teacher, yes, it has to conform to the laws of reality.