"In the beginning of martial arts, refining essence and transforming Qi marks the start of the Postnatal. When the internal and external are connected, Qi merges with heaven and earth, and the essence is introduced into the body, then it becomes the Innate..."

The mighty voice spread across the world, and all in the human race territories could hear it.

Before the Dao Ancestor, those who cultivated True Qi were called Qi Cultivators. There was also another kind—warriors who consumed the essence blood of exotic beasts to cultivate Qi Blood Battle Qi for body casting. They were the precursor to the Blood Demon Sect.

At that time, since the system of Qi Cultivators was not yet perfected, the requirements for a Qi Practitioner were extremely high, so Qi Blood Warriors were more common.

However, after the Dao Ancestor accomplished the perfection of Qi Cultivators by defining the realms, the more dangerous cultivation methods of Qi Blood Warriors gradually merged into Qi Cultivators.

Many years later, they were collectively called martial artists, and the successors of Qi Cultivators became the later Taoist sects.

Since the realm divisions were established by the Dao Ancestor, these names were infused with the style of Taoist sects.

When the Dao Ancestor first preached Dao, he did not set up a venue but sat high above the heavenly vault, spreading his words with supreme True Qi across the wilds.

It was during this first preaching that a young boy dressed in beast skins by the banks of the Luoshui grew curious and reverent of the Dao Ancestor. He traversed mountains and rivers to seek the Dao Ancestor, desiring the Dao in his heart.

Thus, Qing Yu watched the future True Martial Emperor embark on a journey filled with hardship until he finally found the Dao Ancestor's place—White Jade City.

"So this is the legendary White Jade City, the holy land of the Taoist sects..."

Qing Yu walked with the beast-skin boy along the streets of White Jade City, looking at the buildings on both sides with eyes full of wonder.

The naming convention of people from ten thousand years ago was actually quite simple. White Jade City did not carry the strong mythical color as later generations claimed.

The reason it was named "White Jade City" was that this small city was entirely crafted from white jade, creating a scene of pure white jade color at a glance.

It was just like the name Ji Xuanyuan, which arose because he was born by the Ji River and lived on Xuanyuan Hill. The name White Jade City came from the fact that the whole area was made of white jade.

"The quality of this white jade doesn't seem naturally formed, but rather refined through a special magic door."

Qing Yu felt this white jade was somewhat akin to the crystallization formed by the Taisu Primordial Skill, but due to the current scene being merely a memory of the True Martial Emperor, it couldn't be examined closely.

The real White Jade City had long disappeared without a trace, searched for thousands of years by the people of the Taoist sects with no success. Qing Yu had no way of validating what the Taoist holy land was truly like ten thousand years ago.

Ten thousand years ago, even the Taoist sects hadn't taken shape, and the Dao Ancestor frequently preached, selecting suitable disciples.

The beast-skin boy was very fortunate to encounter such an era. He easily received martial inheritance in White Jade City, and his extraordinary heavenly talent granted him the qualification to listen to the Dao Ancestor's preaching a year later.

Thereafter, Qing Yu followed him to meet the Dao Ancestor.

"Stop."

A powerful Divine Thought halted this memory, and Qing Yu treaded the void, approaching the Dao platform step by step to observe the progenitor of the Taoist sects up close.

Unlike the numerous disciples still dressed in beast skins, the Dao Ancestor wore a flawless Daoist robe made of something akin to silk. In the True Martial Emperor's memory, this robe was called Seamless Heavenly Clothes.

This was, in fact, a tangible Daoist robe condensed from True Qi, which corresponded to Qing Yu's previous speculation. White Jade City might indeed be formed through the solidification of True Qi.

As for the face...

Just an ordinary old man.

At that time, the True Martial Emperor was still a beast-skin boy and couldn't discern any aura or details about the Dao Ancestor, entirely in vain. Qing Yu suspected that the clarity of the Dao Ancestor's visage was later filled in by the True Martial Emperor's imagination.

In truth, the beast-skin boy at this moment was wholly engrossed in listening, not daring to look at the preacher on the Dao platform.

"It seems this film will need to keep playing."

Time started to flow again, and the memories of the True Martial Emperor continued.

The Dao Ancestor's teachings were not particularly engaging, as they were foundational martial arts and key points spoken for the sake of screening disciples.

The notion of hearing lectures from an ancient master and rapidly ascending in realms is a trope of fantasy, not martial arts.

With Qing Yu's current realm, such ancient-level theoretical knowledge was somewhat dull. Due to generations of summarization, the martial foundations of later times were, in fact, more comprehensive than the ancient-level material now.

Thus, Qing Yu watched as listeners came and went, with the beast-skin boy's position gradually moving forward.

About ten years later, the once slightly immature beast-skin boy had become a handsome and outstanding youth, becoming one of the Dao Ancestor's entry disciples, and was granted the Daoist name "Taixuan."

Then, another few decades passed, and Qing Yu watched as Taixuan matured step by step, and saw the Dao Ancestor's visage grow increasingly profound.

With Taixuan's advancement in strength, he was no longer the boy unable to gauge the depth of the Dao Ancestor. The progress in his realm allowed Taixuan to glimpse a tip of the iceberg beyond the Dao Ancestor's return to the original guise.

When Taixuan became a strong practitioner of the Divinity Realm, the face of the Dao Ancestor began to blur.

This paragon of the Qi Cultivator system was like a breath, with an aura that evolved diversely, encompassing the heavens and the earth. The form of the Dao Ancestor included all universal images.

"Supreme Heaven Opening Scripture," Qing Yu muttered to himself, staring at the face.

However, the Dao Ancestor's "Supreme Heaven Opening Scripture" at this time clearly had not surpassed the range of the Divine Communication, which was why the now-divinity-achieved Taixuan could see some details.

"At this time, the Dao Ancestor yet to breakthrough to the Tao Realm, when and how will he make the breakthrough?"

Qing Yu discerned a more penetrating result from Taixuan's perspective, indicating that the Dao Ancestor hadn't broken through yet, though he was very close to the Tao Realm, hovering just before the threshold.

His heart inexplicably began to stir with excitement, as if understanding the Dao Ancestor's breakthrough method could allow him to win from the start after shattering limitations.

With a subtle Thought, time immediately accelerated. Qing Yu was eager to witness the Dao Ancestor's breakthrough scene.

Time shifted, and in the blink of an eye, Qing Yu skipped over three years of scenery, as the Dao Ancestor's aura grew increasingly profound.

But just then, the Eighth Generation Human Emperor abdicated, returning his soul to heaven and earth, passing the throne to the Ninth Generation Human Emperor.

As one of the powerful figures of the human race at the time, Taixuan went to pay his respects and witnessed the accession ceremony of the Ninth Generation Human Emperor, who was also the last Human Emperor.

However, his visit lasted for more than a decade. After the Ninth Generation Human Emperor's accession, the chief of the Southern Xinglie Clan was dissatisfied, raising the rebellion and establishing himself as the Human Emperor, initiating a prolonged and extensive war.

Taixuan was one of the powerful figures supporting the Ninth Generation Human Emperor, joining the campaign against the Xinglie Clan.

Then, the years just passed like that...

Qing Yu: "..."

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