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Towards the end, Lonemoon, whether he had an opinion about their low efficiency in morphing, or tired of beating them up, said coldly, “You can’t even morph properly, at the most, all of you can only be people like little animals that are eaten.”
At first, the races still did not know what he meant. Up till the next day, he got Chef to move the kitchen to the open space in the audience hall. Before the races, he pulled out bodies of their fellow members from the races, then skillfully began to boil water, pluck hair, clean the guts, slice them up and stir-fry…
At a table not far out, there was a figure dressed in red who was using her chopsticks to knock on a bowl, even asking occasionally, “Chef, is it done? I’m so hungry!” Sigh, what moving of the kitchen, her mealtime had been delayed by a minute already.
“Yes Master, right away Master!” Yi Qing replied and hastened his stir-frying.
All the races trembled together, feeling a chill go right into their hearts. What Master had mentioned, ‘little animals that are eaten’ was for real, they would really be eaten!!
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How terrifying! Mama, I want to go home! No no no, Master I want to listen to class!
All of a sudden, all the races started to miss their previous Master, Master Rabbit.
Being nagged at was better than being eaten, the scarier thing was that they even… found the aroma slightly mouth-watering!
Under the pressure of the possibility of being eaten up anytime, the races began a new wave of learning at the cost of their life. The effort they put in outdid that the time they had compared to when they were learning from Rabbit.
Even during the three mealtime breaks that Lonemoon had set daily, they did not forget to make use of the time to practice.
Only when Rabbit occasionally came by, they would all have gazes of yearning towards hi.
Rabbit looked very confused: “…”
Mm, perhaps this is a batch of good students who are nostalgic.
As the saying goes, with pressure comes motivation, in less than two year’s time, all students of the divine races had mastered morphing. The originally disorderly field, instantly became filled with handsome men and beautiful women. Looking like a star-studded field when one looked across, it could be said that they’d boosted the standards of good looks of the divine races from the roots.
From that moment on, Lonemoon officially taught them the orthodox way of practicing cultivation. Actually, the natural physiques of the divine races were already powerful, naturally, there wasn’t much room for advancement. The difference was only in how to reasonably and flexibly, make use of their own abilities more. And most of these would depend on their own understanding. What Lonemoon wanted to teach, was the breathing technique in the cultivation of divine power.
As these divine races were the first batch of living creatures in the world, the aura of Chaos in their body had to be removed and practicing breathing to purify their divine power could achieve the effect of removing the aura of Chaos from their bodies. The reason why every one of them were so irritable, madly lusting for blood, was because there was an aura of Chaos in their body. Amongst the divine races on the other plane, such emotions were almost unseen.
To the divine races who were now able to morph into the Dao body, all these weren’t difficult. After Lonemoon taught them once, then listed all the key points to take note of, they could already understand and the aura of Chaos in their body was indeed lessening.
Yet this was a very long process, needing great amounts of patience and willpower to quieten down. Of course, to the teaching team, he wouldn’t know if the races had the patience and willpower, but he could definitely make them quieten down.
Compared to the previous two courses of either sounds of people reading out loud or wailing, this time, the entire educating field was dead silent.
Lonemoon was idle and used his divine perception to take a good look at the tens of thousands of students in the field. He realized that these divine races were still different amongst the races. Except for the twelve leaders of the races who were forced to learn and were often beaten up most badly, the cultivation levels of the other divine races weren’t the highest.
Just like how golden dragons were revered in the Dragon clan while black dragons were the lowest and all Marines had the chance to cultivate into a dragon. Whereas phoenixes with nine quills were the strongest and held in highest regard in the Phoenix clan, the other phoenixes with one or two quills, though they were also considered to be of the Phoenix clan, they just weren’t of the same level.
It was the same for these divine races, only the differences that were seen now, only showed in their brute strength, it didn’t hold much technical skills. So even if they were to attack all at once, they would be easily defeated by Chef.
The only ones who knew some cultivation were the 12 who had reincarnated. Though they’d lost their memory, as they’d reincarnated while retaining their cultivation, they knew some techniques that the others didn’t. This was also why they were able to join hands and defeat Hong Meng.
So, as compared to directly teaching them how to practice cultivation and improving their physical power, it would be better to teach them to sense and understand Heavenly Dao. Actually, whether it was the Heavenly Dao or laws, they both upheld the lowest criterion for the entire world to operate and go in a continuous life cycle. This was akin to the bottom line for this plane, within this threshold, all living creatures were protected, they would live and reproduce and return through Samsara. You could pick amongst the thousands of path to the Great Dao to set upon, but you must not touch this bottom line.
For example, like intruders or cheating in ascension like the Divine Imperial Sect, all these were not allowed. The former would lead to the instability of the plane, while the latter disrupted Samsara. The reason why Heavenly Dao locked that little world up, was not only because such an ascension method was evil and disgraceful, much less because Fatty used to be Godfiend, but because they disrupted the order in Samsara, allowing souls to directly be reborn without going to the Divine Underworld.
And it definitely wasn’t Fatty alone who had been treated like this by them. That Hao Ran Court was making elixir pills that was mixed with Soul Extracting Pills was the best proof. They’d even distributed these pills to various sects. This way, even if they died, they could all use the same method to be reborn back in the same little world, then they would just have to repeat their cultivation journey. They probably had a ranking list amongst themselves to decide who could first enjoy Fatty’s flesh and blood.
This way, they’d severely violated Heavenly Dao’s bottom line, so Heavenly Dao directly sealed the realm gate. Didn’t you want to ascend? Then not one of you will get to do it. Since people who hadn’t gone through the Divine Underworld would exhaust their own souls, even if they hadn’t noticed the anomalies in this little world, as time passes, Heavenly Dao would naturally be able to let these people who violated its bottom line, disappear forever.
At the thought of this, Lonemoon sighed in relief deep down, he now knew what to teach these divine races who were born at the top of the food chain. of course, he could not directly explain what Heavenly Dao was. He recalled all the concepts about the rules of Heavenly Dao in the previous plane, then thought back to some information about Dao that Shen Ying had found previously and organized his words before starting to lecture about Dao.
He explained everything one by one, from Heavenly Dao to Living Creatures Dao, Human Dao, End Dao. Then he found a few books of Tao Te Ching, Scripture On Great Peace, Da Dao Lun and more classics to keep up appearances. He read through them once, then explained them in detail with layman terms as he was worried that they could not understand.
