The young mentor taught them how to condense a second small world.
Su Ping also learned a lot from their conversation.
The young mentor sensed that he had spoken enough for the day, once he saw that everybody seemed confused after a two-hour session. He said, “Reflect on what I’ve taught you later. Try to lay a foundation for your second small world as soon as possible.”
He looked at Su Ping and said, “You stay here. I’ll teach you about the cultivation for the Celestial God realm.”
The others looked at Su Ping. The prince and the princess simply spared him a glance, not thinking much of it. They said goodbye to the young mentor and flew back to their respective temples.
The other two students nodded at Su Ping and left too.
“Celestial Gods have their own limits.”
The young mentor started the topic without beating around the bush. “Celestial Gods should focus on understanding laws. You may become a God Warrior if you grasp a law to a point that you become adept in using it. However, that’s just the beginning for a Celestial God. Some exceptional geniuses may master multiple laws, and even become adept at harnessing the four supreme laws!
“However, that’s not the limit for Celestial Gods.
“Once you understand thousands of laws, you connect and combine all the laws that you know and find the source behind them. That’s the true limit for Celestial Gods.”
The young mentor looked at Su Ping and added, “Of course, it will be very hard. Among the countless students of this institute, very few have tapped the source.
“You may consider it as your goal, and try to pursue it if you are capable, but there’s no need to become obsessed over it and delay your advancement if you think it’s too far away. We may be close to immortal once we become Major Gods, but reaching the limits of every level is barely possible, even if you have infinite longevity.
“While people who used to be at your level soar high, you would still be stuck exploring in the old place. That would be a huge waste of time.”
Su Ping realized what he meant and nodded.
“There’s a black tablet inside the Unifying Heavens Academy. It is said to be a meteor from space which contains many ultimate laws. Although incomplete, they should be enough to help you understand a lot of laws.”
Lastly, the young mentor said, “You don’t have to grasp too many laws in order to find out their source. My master told me that some unparalleled geniuses would reach a vague understanding of the source by only mastering a hundred laws. There are many different laws and paths in the world, but their destination is the same.”
Su Ping asked curiously, “Will there be any special result if I master the source?”
“Special result? To put it simply, Celestial Gods who are as strong as you won’t be able to hurt you, no matter what laws they use,” replied the young mentor with a smile.
Is that all?
Su Ping felt less interested. He said, “If I master the source, will it be helpful when I become a God Warrior and condense a small world?”
Trying to understand the source would only be a waste of time if it could only prevent him from being hurt by people on his level, as he was already impervious to such opponents.
“Of course it would be helpful,” said the young mentor, “If you master the source, the first small world you condense would be perfect; one that borders on the limits!
“A perfect small world is equal to two or even three small worlds. If you practice the World Multiplication Technique as a God Warrior and condense two perfect small worlds, you would be able to suppress rivals with four small worlds. There are very few God Warriors across the entire Realm of Gods who have condensed four small worlds.”
Enlightened, Su Ping asked, “Can I go visit the black tablet anytime?”
“Each visit requires ten contribution points, which you may earn by accomplishing student missions issued by the academy. The yearly championship can provide you with a tremendous amount of contribution points if you perform well. Alternatively, you may work as an assistant for the grandmasters. But to have the opportunity you would first have to display unique skills, or have a sharp mind.”
Realizing what was on Su Ping’s mind, the young mentor said, “I can give you a student mission since you’re a new student. It just so happens that I’m in need of a few Fish Horned Beasts. Find them for me and you’ll get ten contribution points.”
Su Ping was stunned. He shook his head, as his time in the godly plane was limited; the way to exchange time and labor for contribution points was not suitable for him. He asked, “Is there any other way?”
“Another way?”
The young mentor was surprised by Su Ping’s refusal. It was an already great gesture of his to treat a new student in such a way. Who could possibly earn ten contribution points for capturing a few Fish Horned Beasts?
“You can also redeem contribution points if you donate items or rare materials to the arsenal, or the material warehouse of our institute,” said the helpless mentor, not at all affronted by Su Ping’s attitude.
Such a way to make contribution points was usually reserved for the nobles. He didn’t recommend it to Su Ping at first, since he was merely a human being.
“…”
Lost for words, Su Ping asked, “Can I donate techniques?”
He didn’t have rare weapons or materials, and even if he did, he would need them later. However, techniques were different; he wouldn’t lose anything even if he donated them. Of course, he wouldn’t reveal his ultimate techniques; that would only expose his trump cards. Any future fight would be like battling with his pants down.
“That works too. But they’re only valuable if they’re not registered in our institute already,” said the young mentor weirdly.
Countless techniques had been registered in the Heaven Path Institute. It was thousands of times more difficult to find a technique that didn’t exist there, as opposed to donating rare materials.
After all, materials and weapons were expendables; they could be stocked.
“Okay.” Su Ping nodded and immediately copied some of the techniques he had learned from the Federation, including the battle skills that Elder Yan had taught him earlier.
Once he saw that Su Ping had really decided to donate some techniques, the young mentor immediately led him to the library of the Unifying Heavens Academy, where there was an old man next to a tree. The tree was extremely tall and big; its branches and leaves shadowed the library. The old man was sitting right under its shade; there was an old woman’s wrinkled face as if carved on the trunk.
The old man went and examined the records; none of the techniques offered by Su Ping had been registered before.
Su Ping offered three techniques. Two of them were the battle techniques that Elder Yan had taught him; they were worth fifty contribution points.
The last one had the first two levels from the Fist of Exorcist, which were worth 180 contribution points.
This exchange produced 230 contribution points, so he immediately went to visit the black tablet.
The object stood next to a windy cliff; there were also domesticated beasts hovering in the sky. A couple of people were sitting cross-legged in front of the gigantic tablet; they were gazing at the tablet wholeheartedly, as if trying to understand something.
Su Ping examined their level, and found that all of them were God Warriors.
“Their plan is to fill up the number of laws they can grasp as God Warriors to tap the source, just so that they can perfect their small world,” said the young mentor, who had tagged along, “The road of a cultivator is long and hard. You don’t have to be too stubborn. There will still be a chance to understand the source when you become a God Warrior if you can’t at the moment.”
Su Ping nodded and thanked him for his kindness.
He didn’t say anything else. A white-robed young man flashed over and stood in Su Ping’s way before the latter could approach the cliff.
“You need to pay ten contribution points if you wish to enter the Black Stone Cliff,” said the young man indifferently.
“Here.”
Su Ping took out his student badge, which was connected to his soul; it had recorded his personal information, and kept tabs on his contribution points. The badge could also allow him to be teleported straight to the Heavenly Path State, as long as he was still on the continent where the institute was located.
The white-robed young man accepted Su Ping’s badge and deducted ten contribution points. He then said with a cold tone, “You may only stay for three days. Please leave when the time is up.”
Su Ping nodded.
Then, after being led by the young man, Su Ping found a cushion on the top of the cliff and sat down.
