I Can See Your Combat Power
Chapter 1795 - 227: Tao Follows Nature_2

Chapter 1795: Chapter 227: Tao Follows Nature_2

Thus, newly ascended kings are often eager to preach and demonstrate their techniques. However, as their cultivation deepens, the frequency of such teachings declines sharply.

For one, deeper cultivation brings increasingly complex doubts and contradictions. Secondly, the higher one’s realm, the stronger the King Realm’s will becomes. A careless seeker may find themselves overwhelmed by such a powerful will, obscuring their own martial path’s true essence.

Yet if a king holds back in their teachings, the act of preaching and demonstrating loses its purpose. That is why Human Kings from sacred lands rarely preach or demonstrate their techniques. Even when they do, it is generally for their sect’s disciples, to avoid unintentionally overpowering and overtaking the minds of seekers.

This is also the main reason why many true inheritors and masters from the Medicine God Sect were unwilling to participate in this preaching demonstration.

But what did any of this have to do with Tang Luo? His visit to the Medicine God Sect for this preaching demonstration was, to put it bluntly, a display of power. From the very first day, he intended to seize the hearts of all seekers present!

"Humans emulate the Earth, the Earth emulates the Heavens, the Heavens emulate the Dao, and the Dao emulates Nature."

Without saying a word, Tang Luo merely extended a finger and danced lightly in the air. Ripples spread across the mountain, causing chubby white clouds to unfurl and stretch. In the end, the clear sky above left behind thirteen massive cloud-like characters. Within the strokes of those characters—horizontal hooks, sweeping curves, and dots—lay indescribable, profound truths.

At the same time, practitioners atop a distant peak in the Undying World felt the heavens and earth change color. Looking up, they saw those thirteen cloud-formed characters and turned pale in unison.

...

"If anyone has gained insight, feel free to speak."

When the disciples’ expressions cleared from their initial awe, Tang Luo, still seated cross-legged, finally smiled and spoke.

"Each of these thirteen cloud-like characters contains pearls of wisdom. I have understood!"

On the frontmost platform, a Medicine God Sect disciple, unable to contain his excitement, stood up and asked eagerly, "Do these represent the four stages of cultivation? To dominate others, then command the Earth, then rule the heavens, and finally transcend to control the rules themselves?"

"Is that how you understand it?"

Tang Luo asked with an ambiguous smile. "Who else shares his interpretation? Raise your hand."

In Xiehe, where the notion of "man overcoming heaven" was deeply ingrained in countless cultivators, interpreting "Law" as domination was hardly unusual. Even the Medicine God Sect, with its roots in the healing arts, adopted the same understanding.

Looking around, arms shot up like a dense forest of branches, determined to affirm their belief in reshaping the heavens and the earth through their will.

Out of three thousand stone meditation cushions, more than two thousand nine hundred arms were raised.

"That’s enough. Lower your hands."

Tang Luo said softly, then pointed to a disciple seated far off in the distance, head bowed, who had not raised a hand. "You didn’t raise your hand earlier. It seems you have a different understanding. Speak."

Even though the vague figure on the elevated platform was barely visible, Baili Shuang was certain Tang Luo was addressing him.

After all, among these three hundred seats, he alone had not raised his hand.

Under the sneers and mocking gazes of his peers, Baili Shuang stood reluctantly, glanced toward the distant preaching platform, and pressed his lips tightly together.

Though he wore the robes of an Inner Sect Disciple, he was only an Outer Sect Disciple. In fact, due to his poor success in cultivating medicinal herbs, he was at risk of being demoted to a mere apprentice.

How could he, so insignificant and unremarkable, presume his understanding could compare to that of the senior brother on the central platform? Even if he shouted until his throat was raw, his voice would never reach the ears of those present.

As Baili Shuang stood there at a loss, Tang Luo on the platform once again smiled and gently pointed toward him. "Go ahead, your voice can now be heard by everyone present."

"Ah..."

Though Baili Shuang couldn’t understand why he could suddenly see Tang Luo’s kind expression from so far away, the gentle encouragement eased his nerves. Almost unconsciously, he blurted out: "I believe... Humans emulate the Earth, the Earth emulates the Heavens, the Heavens emulate the Dao, and the Dao emulates Nature. It shouldn’t be about humanity conquering the heavens; rather, it should be, it should be..."

The young man struggled to articulate his thoughts, repeatedly saying "it should be" without managing a complete sentence. Pressured and flustered, he hastily gave an example: "It’s like Anise grows best in dry soil, and lotus seeds thrive in muddy waters. Transplanting them elsewhere is possible, but the resulting herbs often lack their intended medicinal potency. So, I believe it’s better to follow nature’s course... instead..."

Awkwardly spilling his thoughts, he ended his explanation with a stammer, realizing he had veered off-topic. Under the disdainful gazes of nearby disciples, the Outer Sect Disciple sat down, red-faced and visibly upset.

On the central preaching platform, the Divine Sect’s true inheritor, who had initially spoken, scowled, suspecting a deliberate challenge to his authority. However, after hearing Baili Shuang’s perspective, the scowl turned into a sneer of indifference.

Claiming to follow nature’s course amidst this era of cutthroat competition? Such a person was destined to remain an Outer Sect Disciple for the rest of his life!

The sneers around him grew louder, and Baili Shuang’s head dropped even lower. His fists clenched tightly on his knees, unable to hide his shame.

"Rebellion or compliance? It is dangerous for cultivators to see themselves as separate from the heavens and the earth."

On the preaching platform, Tang Luo spoke with interest. "Think about it—if someone were to tear a hundred-mile-wide hole in the Nine Heavens above the Undying World and left it unrepaired, allowing Spiritual Energy to drain into the void, how long would it take for Xiehe’s Spiritual Energy to completely dissipate?"

As his words fell, an unprecedented vision unfolded. In an instant, all three thousand Divine Sect disciples saw the same scene before them.

The man perched cross-legged on the preaching platform, with his lazy and enigmatic smile, gestured upward and tore open the Nine Heavens above the Undying World.

At the edges of the rupture, thunder roared like rain. Amid the booming sounds, Spiritual Energy streamed endlessly into the void, while an invisible force tugged at all existence, dragging it toward the vast emptiness. Even the strongest souls and most refined spirit charms were powerless against it.