"Young Sir, what are you drawing here?"

"Drawing? This is writing."

Over the West Sea, the majestic fleet headed north. On the large, multi-decked ship at its center, a barrier of Immortal Light generated by formations enveloped the vessel. Such top-grade formation arrays were uncommon in the Human Domain and truly a luxury.

On the top deck of the large ship, within the spacious cabin, Wu Wang dipped his brush and began writing one tadpole-like character after another.

Lin Suqing attended him, diligently bringing tea and water, and couldn't help but ask.

Wu Wang rebutted with righteous conviction.

Lin Suqing laughed and said, "How can that be? You're plainly drawing. When it comes to writing, the characters should be properly formed within square spaces. Your strokes, going here and there, all look like a tiny person performing various actions."

Wu Wang immediately revealed a satisfied smile.

"If even you can tell these are figures in action, then it means my writing is quite successful, doesn't it?"

"Huh?"

"Didn't I say when I left the Northern Wilderness that I was going out to create True Scriptures to save the world?"

Wu Wang explained calmly as he continued his writing. On the paper, which seemed to have neat squares, each little figure he drew was uniform in size and neatly arranged.

He said, "When I return this time, I must make a public appearance before my clan. Naturally, I have to bring back the True Scriptures I spoke of finding."

"So, what does that mean?"

Lin Suqing, hands clasped behind her back, stood on her tiptoes, tilted her head, and examined it closely for some time.

Wu Wang said solemnly, "What are the origins of writing? Marks? Symbols? Or did it gradually evolve from painted murals? In my understanding, it must have evolved step by step from paintings, beginning as simple artistic representations—that is, pictographs."

"But ancient characters weren't written like this, right? Weren't ancient characters Divine Literature created by the gods?"

"You little Cultivator, when a True Immortal speaks, do not retort!"

"Oh." Lin Suqing made a funny face and quietly looked on.

Wu Wang wrote for a considerable time, filling seven large sheets of paper. After finishing, he summoned his all-purpose mount, the whistling serpent, to handle the subsequent processing.

The main work was almost complete. What followed were just minor tasks: kneading clay tablets, engraving characters, making molds, aging them, and embedding Dao-essence—all quite simple.

See how considerate he was toward his subordinates.

With the issue of the True Scriptures resolved, Wu Wang had no more worries about his return home this time.

In the past ten years, due to continuous secluded cultivation, he had actually relinquished his oversight of the Star God Cult—after all, his mother was there to manage it.

The Star God Cult was something he had established back then to challenge the Star God's control over the Northern Wilderness and to contend for divine authority.

He never expected so much to happen after he came to the Human Domain.

The Star God vanished with a mere snap.

As for the Star God's end, it was truly tragic: first, his consciousness was obliterated by Wu Wang's mother, Cang Xue. Then, just as he had prepared a contingency to possess Wu Wang, Wu Wang turned the tables and eliminated him, smoothly taking control of the Star God's physical form.

Therefore, in Wu Wang's eyes, the Star God Cult had lost its greatest value.

Its remaining value was something rather... 'indelicate' to mention.

Nothing but a tool for ruling the Northern Wilderness.

Sometimes Wu Wang was grateful for the good education he received in his past life, which made him adhere to a moral baseline, always battling the dangerous thought, 'Why not just become a degenerate?'

If he had truly indulged himself, directly claiming kingship over the Northern Wilderness, harnessing its inherent semi-slavery system, supplemented by divine authority, and with his mother as his backer—wouldn't that have allowed for any degree of outrageous indulgence?

However, that's exactly what many Innate Gods did.

Even among other young masters, Xing Tian, who was only ambiguously entangled with a dozen or so beautiful clanswomen, was considered relatively restrained.

And then there was him, Wu Wang. Though no gentleman, he was genuinely proper!

Wu Wang was entertaining these self-satisfying thoughts when Lin Suqing's anxiously concerned voice came from beside him, "Young Sir, how is your strange illness now?"

Wu Wang: ...

This old auntie has indeed become more and more presumptuous since the new Maidens were recruited for the squad!

"Come, give it a try."

Wu Wang nonchalantly went and sat on a nearby soft couch.

Lin Suqing floated over with a smile and lightly tapped Wu Wang on the ear.

Wu Wang immediately fell backward, his eyes shut, experiencing a brief wave of dizziness. Once the dizziness subsided, he exhaled sharply, his mind clearing.

Lin Suqing quickly leaned over. She wanted to help Wu Wang up but hesitated, only managing to ask in a low voice, "Young Sir, are you alright?"

"It's nothing much," Wu Wang sighed faintly, a look of utter dejection on his face.

His Immortal Consciousness swept out and happened to catch various scenes around the large ship.

The young woman from the Northern Wilderness had changed into her native attire: a leather skirt and a short jacket accentuating her slender waist. Her skin had grown fairer during her time in the Human Domain, making her a true vision of youthful spring.

Then there was the alluring Qingqiu fox-girl, skilled in many arts. She possessed the captivating aura of a star performer, adding further intoxicating dimensions to her charm.

And the naive, somewhat exotic woman from the Feathered Clan, whose original sacred aura had transformed into a soft, mournful sigh, always tempting one to tease her.

As for the water person... let's skip that one.

For a moment, sorrow welled up in Wu Wang's heart, and rage flared within him. He turned, kicked his legs out, and flopped listlessly onto the soft couch.

Lin Suqing immediately understood and covered her mouth, giggling nonstop.

Her cheeks flushed slightly as she chided, "Young Sir... no, I should be calling you Young Master now. You, Young Master, have achieved so much in the Human Domain, earned so much praise, and reached a position that most Human Domain cultivators wouldn't even dare to dream about, yet you spend all day thinking about these matters between men and women."

Wu Wang muttered weakly, "If I don't think about such matters, am I still a young man? Should I wait until my hair is gray? Wouldn't that make me an old lecher?"

"That's true, I suppose."

Lin Suqing held her chin, pondering carefully.

Wu Wang lay there, filled with lament.

Reproduction is a fundamental need of all living beings, and lust is the foremost of all desires. It's merely because the Human Domain possesses mature rites and etiquette to restrict and regulate people's conduct, thereby maintaining order and stability throughout the domain, that the topic of lust is confined to the bridal chamber on the wedding night, concealed behind the red bed-curtains. That's why people blush at the mere mention of it. This is understandable, as controlling desire is a feat only sages can achieve. Ordinary people cannot withstand it, and young people find it even harder to exercise self-control, so hiding it is for the best. For adults, to appreciate beauty without succumbing to licentiousness is the aspiration of a gentleman. Just as Emperor Fuxi wrote in his scriptures, there is a passage concerning bedroom rites, advocating for relations that are not lewd, not deviant, not suppressed, and not severed. In the tumultuous mortal world, with its myriad fleeting beauties, to take but a single ladleful and savor it slowly—this, too, can be an elegant pursuit.

Lin Suqing blinked and whispered, "From the way you're acting, it doesn't look like you intend to take just one ladleful."

Wu Wang smiled calmly and took out a thick scroll from his sleeve, slowly unfolding it in front of him, studying it carefully.

To be honest, it truly is. Senior Sanxian's masterful brushwork, which brings scenes to life, is genuinely marvelous.

"Young Master, really... how can you look at such things right here?"

Lin Suqing chided softly. With a wave of her mana, she pulled over a screen, placing it in front of Wu Wang. Then, she lowered her head and quickly departed.

Wu Wang chuckled at the sight, set up a barrier around himself, and put away the scroll.

He just wanted to see what this old auntie looked like when she blushed.

He was currently constrained by the curse of the God of Luck. Why would he look at such things without reason? Wasn't that just needlessly seeking vexation...?

After a thought, Wu Wang took out a Jade Talisman from his sleeve.

The Jade Talisman appeared quite ordinary, with natural patterns on its surface, resembling a simple, round wafer.

This was the Jade Talisman that ThreeOld Daoist Sanxian had once given Wu Wang, saying it might assist him at a critical juncture.

At the time, Wu Wang had studied it for a long while, even having Shen Nong examine it, but they couldn't discern anything remarkable within it, only sensing that the Jade Talisman was far from simple.

During the battle for the Heavenly Emperor's return in the Southeastern Region, the Heavenly Emperor had spoken of shattering Wu Wang's Dao Heart, mentioning something like 'using the Great Dao of Yin and Yang to activate this Jade Talisman.' This was likely a contingency left by Emperor Fuxi.

Wu Wang now possessed a slight understanding of the Yin and Yang Path.

He held the Jade Talisman, examining it for a while and trying various methods, only to discover later...

The Heavenly Emperor had thought too highly of him!

The thing still wouldn't open!

It was like the most ordinary piece of jade, devoid of any Dao-essence or restrictive formations.

Wu Wang had brainstormed furiously—one idea, then a second, then a third—even fashioning simple magical instruments based on principles similar to magnifying glasses, microscopes, and record players, yet he remained helpless against the Jade Talisman.

Thinking about it, that made sense.

Although Senior Shen Nong did not cultivate the Yin and Yang Path, he definitely had some knowledge of the theories of Yin Yang Eight Trigrams, whether deep or shallow.

If even Senior Shen Nong couldn't solve a puzzle he had handled, on what basis could Wu Wang solve it? On what basis…

"Hmm? Yin Yang Eight Trigrams, the genesis of Heaven and Earth."

Wu Wang levitated the Jade Talisman upright before him. Lying on the soft couch, he stared intently at it.

What is the core of the Yin and Yang Path? It is the balance of Yin and Yang, their mutual generation, the creation of all things. This corresponds to the teachings of 'Dao' from his old home: Dao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three. Though the heavens and earth differ, the principles are interconnected. This Jade Talisman was given to him by ThreeOld Daoist Sanxian, who had even said it might help him in a life-or-death crisis. This implied that ThreeOld Daoist Sanxian subconsciously knew Wu Wang's true identity. At that time, behind Sanxian, there appeared the primary consciousness of the Heavenly Emperor and the remnant soul of Fu Xi. These two supreme experts from a previous Human Domain era were merely situated to the left and right of the Divine Soul of an old Ascending Immortal Realm Daoist. At that time, the dominant consciousness of Sanxian was, in fact, Sanxian himself. Powerful, opposing, yet mutually canceling…

Suddenly, Wu Wang thought of a topic that was very familiar from his past life—mass-energy conversion. The burning of wood releases light and heat—a rather primitive form of mass-energy conversion. Other examples include the use of nuclear energy, the exploration of fission and fusion, and the nuclear contamination in the land of artisans, and so on. To make an object release energy, its original stable 'state' must be disrupted. To extract more energy from an object of the same mass, one must disrupt more fundamental, more minute states of equilibrium. Could it be that the Yin and Yang Path is an interpretation of this very principle?

Wu Wang's expression froze.

Previously, when cultivating or pondering a matter, if a flash of inspiration occurred, it was like a fleeting meteor—he would be fortunate to grasp even a fragment of it.

In that instant!

Countless Liu Guang streaked through his mind, and the insights into the Yin and Yang Path accumulated over the past six years surged forth like a tsunami.

It was as if a meteor shower had erupted in the depths of his being!

Wu Wang had no time for anything else, not even to call out to anyone. All he could do was vibrate his immortal power, forming a cocoon of light around himself. He sat up straight, holding the Jade Talisman before him.

Epiphany!

A great epiphany!

This could be seen as an extension of six years of arduous cultivation, as well as a synthesis of Wu Wang's understanding of the Yin and Yang Path and some common knowledge from his previous life.

Before him, the disc-shaped Jade Talisman spun rapidly.

Wu Wang's long hair billowed behind him of its own accord. Behind him, two masses of black and white qi condensed into a Tai Chi Diagram, which rotated slowly.

And around the Tai Chi Diagram's perimeter, the Eight Trigram sigils glowed faintly.

In the adjacent cabin, Ling Xiaolan, who was cultivating, was startled from her meditation. She rose, pushed open the door, and seeing Wu Wang enveloped in a cocoon of light behind the screen, she fell into thought.

Why has he stopped cultivating the Star Dao? Weren't all the insights into the Star Dao she had accumulated over the past few years now rendered useless? She had hoped to offer him some inspiration during their joint cultivation, especially when he faced bottlenecks.

The door on the other side was carefully pushed open. Immortal Mu peeked in, the Blue Bird and Xiao Deng perched on his head, all curiously observing Wu Wang's position.

Ling Xiaolan acted immediately, placing several layers of barriers around Wu Wang.

"He must have had another epiphany and hastily entered seclusion," Ling Xiaolan transmitted, her voice clear and cool, consistent with her usual demeanor.

Then, Ling Xiaolan looked at the Blue Bird and transmitted a separate message to it, "Don't worry. He recently experienced a great battle and mentioned witnessing the clash of two supreme experts. It's normal for him to have numerous epiphanies."

Her voice was unexpectedly gentle.

The Blue Bird chirped twice in response. As Immortal Mu withdrew his head, he carried the bird away from the area.

「A moment later.」

The news of Wu Wang's latest epiphany spread throughout the entire fleet.

The Immortal Soldiers responsible for guarding the Little Golden Dragon exclaimed at his incredible ability, and the accompanying Human Domain experts praised him endlessly.

The Grand Elder and the Sleep God, who were soaking their feet, playing chess, and discussing the Great Dao, merely smiled calmly upon hearing the news.

They were used to it.

It wasn't as if the Sect Master (their junior brother) had epiphanies daily. Experiencing epiphanies every day would be monstrous; such a thing was impossible.

However, Lin Suqing, who served as Wu Wang's personal maiden, life assistant, and the 'magic treasure' that helped him fall asleep, was the last to learn of this news.

She returned to her cabin to bathe, applied fragrant perfume, and meticulously coiled her long hair multiple times, securing it with a Jade Hairpin. This created an arrangement where a simple removal of the hairpin would cause her three thousand strands of black hair to cascade down like a waterfall—a 'spectacular' sight.

Having made all her preparations, she had planned to return and see if the Young Master needed her for anything, and then...

Exact her revenge for that 'splashing' incident back in the wooden hut in the Northern Wilderness!

But she could never have imagined it.

Just as she reached the top deck, the news she received was... the Young Master had experienced an epiphany.

Could one achieve an epiphany even from looking at those indecent paintings? What Dao had he comprehended? The Dao of Erotic Art? This!

Lin Suqing actually felt... a little flustered.

Just then, the sound of drumming suddenly erupted beside her.

An Immortal Soldier shouted, "Enemy attack!"

Over ten large ships almost simultaneously burst forth with intense radiance, rapidly converging in the sky.

Squads of Immortal Soldiers rushed out from the cabins, swiftly forming over ten battle formations in the sky. Hundreds of True Immortals and Heavenly Immortals each unleashed their imposing auras, while seven or eight Transcendent Realm experts leaped to the forefront, gazing towards the northeastern horizon.

There, a golden radiance blazed, instantly blanketing the entire sky!

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