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The next day, February 16th.

After the grand actions of the Heavenly Path of Tyrannical Song yesterday, cultivators from all heavens and worlds had come to know of a special group called “Nine Provinces Number One Group” and had become acquainted with all its members.

Now, in the myriad practitioners in the universe, even those cultivators who might be face blind to “humans” forced themselves to memorize all the members of the “Nine Provinces Number One Group.”

—These were the targets protected by the Will of the Heavens.

They were not to be trifled with!

Should the opportunity to meet them arise, one must not make enemies, but instead try to make connections, to see if one could perchance rub off some relationships or the like.

And if one dared to dream a little bigger, one might even try to see if there was a chance to join the “Nine Provinces Number One Group” through the relationship with the immortal known as “Mama Yellow Mountain,” and enjoy the benefits of being shielded by the Heavenly Path of Tyrannical Song?

All the members of the “Nine Provinces Number One Group” had become desired individuals in the myriad practitioners in the universe overnight.

And after the grand actions of Tyrannical Song had ended… the myriad practitioners in the universe had also entered a period of stable development.

The “Battle for the Heavenly Dao” had officially ended.

The laws of the Heavenly Dao began to operate in an orderly manner.

Due to the absence of the chaos when the “Fat Ball” was on the verge of collapse, coupled with the incoming tide of spiritual energy, this era could be considered a golden era for cultivation in the myriad practitioners in the universe.

Immortals and Tribulation Transcenders no longer remained in hiding and would occasionally make an appearance, leave behind inheritances, or take away talented disciples they fancied.

Song Shuhang, Senior White, and the members of the “External Assistance Research Group” began tackling the final subject—perfecting the “Immortal Replacement” plan.

They hoped to fully unleash the effects of the pure physical body of the Fourth Heavenly Dao and use it to replace the “Tenth Heavenly Dao,” thereby creating the ultimate tool-type Heavenly Dao.

The entire research process was in full swing.

Members of the External Assistance Group threw themselves into the project with unprecedented passion and effort.

As for Tyrannical Song, who was now one of the Heavenly Dao, he was slightly distracted—he was still working hard to digest the principles and knowledge of the laws of the “Cause of the Fruits, and the Source of All Things,” and didn’t have many opportunities to contribute to this final research topic.

He had indeed been working very hard!

It was just that he had far too little time to study.

Moreover, even though he was slightly distracted… his distraction was not simply a blank mind, but rather he was dispersing wisps of his “Heavenly Dao consciousness,” wandering in every corner of the mortal world.

Firstly, to completely exterminate the “Stellar Destruction Virus” laid out in the myriad practitioners in the universe by the “Dark Big Shot,” ensuring that the virus had no chance of resurgence.

Secondly, it was to meet some people and see some old friends.

…

All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds • Shadow Realm.

Here resided an unparalleled Immortal big shot, the Sector Lord Ruler of Shadows.

According to Song Shuhang’s previous estimates, the Ruler of Shadows, with the added “sector lord authority,” might also have reached the level of a Confucian Sage or the Heavenly Emperor, just like Mister Tian Zhi of the Mo family.

A wisp of Song Shuhang’s consciousness quietly descended here.

Senior Shadow, the Ruler of Shadows, became aware of his arrival instantly and awakened from his slumber.

“It’s been a long time, Senior Shadow,” the consciousness of Heavenly Dao Song Shuhang spoke.

“A long time? Wasn’t it just a few months ago?” the Ruler of Shadows replied with a smile. “For us, it’s just a blink of an eye.”

As he spoke, a humanoid form condensed out of the Ruler of Shadows’ enormous figure, facing Song Shuhang.

“But for me, it was a grand and tempestuous half of my cultivating life,” said Song Shuhang, extending his palm to reveal a somewhat cracked magical treasure bracelet.

The special Secret Artifact “Shadow Sanctum.”

“I’ve come this time to repay the artifact owed to Senior,” Song Shuhang said, as his right palm began to glow slightly—the effects of the Heavenly Axiom-level “Saber-Nurturing Technique” spread out.

Under the formidable power of the “Saber-Nurturing Technique,” all cracks in the Shadow Sanctum were healed. Moreover, the quality of the magical treasure was elevated to another level; deep within the bracelet, a wisp of “aura of eternity” emerged in the form of Dao Trace.

“Unfortunately, even after ascending to the Heavenly Dao, I couldn’t gather all the spirit stones I owed to Senior. Now, I can only rely on some techniques and authorities to repair this magical treasure, as compensation to Senior,” Song Shuhang handed over the artifact.

“Compared to spirit stones, I prefer this upgraded ‘Shadow Sanctum’ bracelet,” said the Ruler of Shadows as he reached out to receive the “Shadow Sanctum.”

—

— But despite his seemingly steady exterior, his inner turmoil was so complex it defied description.

Waves overturning rivers, volcanic eruptions, tsunamis, doomsday meteorites… Essentially, any word related to disaster could describe the current state of the seemingly calm Ruler of Shadows’ inner world.

After all, to the Ruler of Shadows, the man before him had truly become the Will of the Heavens in the blink of an eye!

“If Senior likes it, that would be great. After all, even if I wanted to compensate you with a pile of spirit stones right now, I wouldn’t be able to produce them in a short time,” the will of Song Shuhang joked.

In truth, as the Will of the Heavens, he could certainly scan all the heavens and worlds at any time, find a ‘Spirit Stone Source’, and then mine it.

He could even use the authority of the Heavenly Will to command the spiritual power of the world and condense it into a Spirit Stone Source beneath the guidance of the Wil of the Heavens.

But that no longer mattered.

…

At the same time, on Earth • Jiangnan College Town location.

Another wisp of Song Shuhang’s consciousness was strolling near the Jiangnan College Town.

As he walked, the spiritual power in his vicinity became more concentrated, the grass on the lawns revived, branches sprouted new growth, and flowers blossomed during the chill of winter.

“Unknowingly, it’s been almost a year,” Song Shuhang’s gaze swept the surroundings.

Even though he was living here just last year, when he looks back now, this area feels both familiar and foreign.

After a short walk, he saw from a distance the monster willow Light Dance, rooted within the college town.

Light Dance was a pet collected by Senior White.

Logically, her share of ‘When one person attains Dao, their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven’ should have been given by Senior White.

But compared to Senior White’s ability to rear pets, his talent in pet care was seriously lacking. In Senior White’s heart, the presence of the monster willow Light Dance might be relegated to a ‘corner’.

If it weren’t for Light Dance’s ability to fend for herself, White might have accidentally cared for her to death.

Thinking up to this point, Song Shuhang smiled slightly, and this wisp of consciousness floated over to Light Dance.

At this moment, Light Dance seemed to be happily browsing an online shopping mall, adding one item after another to her cart, eager to clear the cart as soon as the delivery companies resumed operations next year.

She was so engrossed in her shopping that she didn’t even notice Song Shuhang’s consciousness approach.

After Song Shuhang approached, he discovered that Light Dance would occasionally open a ‘Dormitory Friends Group’.

Inside were Gao Moumou, Yang De, and Tubo… but there was no Song Shuhang.

In the group, Light Dance occasionally answered some of their questions, resolving their doubts about martial practice.

After the ‘Evil Spirit Event’ ended, Song Shuhang devoted himself to cultivation, leaving the matters of the current world for Light Dance to resolve.

Light Dance must have disclosed her identity to her roommates, but she still hadn’t given up on her goal of nurturing Song Shuhang’s three roommates into ‘homebody cultivators’.

“Thank you for your hard work, Light Dance,” Song Shuhang said softly.

The monster willow Light Dance, who was focused on shopping and nurturing her roommates, was startled and trembled: “A sick man in his death-bed shakily rises, as a hidden wind brings rain through the cold window!”

Song Shuhang: “???”

“It’s the venerable Tyrannical Song,” Light Dance said, relieved, and modestly added, “All of this is what a small monster should do.”

“For my three roommates, I hope you will continue to take care of them in the future,” said Song Shuhang. He took out four ‘Dragon Pattern Stickers’ and applied them to the monster willow Light Dance, boosting her to the level of a Nine Dragon Patterns Demon Pill.

He then left a blessing mark on behalf of Senior White for Light Dance.

Finally, he passed on the perfected ‘Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Technique’ cultivation method to Light Dance, for her to guide his roommates onto the path of cultivation in the future.

His three roommates had long passed the prime age for cultivation and were no longer child Daoists; achieving anything on the path of cultivation had been difficult.

— But that was in the past.

Now, Song Shuhang had proven his immortality.

His three roommates, who got along well with him and shared a compatible temperament, now followed the ‘My roommate is the Heavenly Dao’ protagonist template.

Age and the state of being a child Daoist were no longer obstacles.

If the Heavenly Dao couldn’t even change these small issues, what would it be called?

—

Song Shuhang secretly bestowed his roommates with the talent for cultivation, tuning their bodies to the “most suitable age to cultivate,” and left them with a small blessing.

Furthermore, with the monster willow Light Dance quietly offering guidance, they wouldn’t lack early-stage elixirs…

He had already pushed open the gates of cultivation for his friends.

He had even mostly paved the way for their future in cultivation.

As for their future achievements, that would depend on their own efforts.

After all, Song Shuhang couldn’t play the mother hen, unable to care for everyone every minute of the day.

…

In the Confucian world of the golden lotus.

After celebrating the New Year, Papa Song and Mama Song returned to this Human World Fairyland aboard an immortal boat.

In the Confucian lineage, the couple received the highest standard of treatment.

Currently, the Confucian disciples believe that Tyrannical Song is the “reincarnation of a Sage,” and the parents of that Sage are the parents of all Confucians.

Moreover, since Tyrannical Song had proved his Dao and become “Heavenly Axiom,” as his parents, they would receive the highest treatment wherever they went.

At this moment, by the lake in the world of the golden lotus.

Mama Song was leaning against a tree by the lakeside, resting with her eyes closed.

She placed one hand on her belly—though she had just recently become pregnant, her abdomen had already begun to swell significantly.

This notable change occurred the moment Song Shuhang proved himself as “Eternally Unchanging.”

From that moment when Song Shuhang formally proved his Dao, his parents who were closely related to him and the ‘sister’ in his mother’s womb were affected.

This little life, yet to be born, had already received blessings from all the practitioners in the universe.

She was Tyrannical Song’s sister.

Even before birth, she was one of the most revered and beloved beings in all the myriad worlds!

Far away, Papa Song, carrying the immortal fruits gifted by the Confucian lineage, approached with a smile, each step he took was elegant—”Virtuous Man’s Ten Thousand Mile Walk.”

As the biological parents of the “current Heavenly Axiom,” their physical constitution was no longer limited by age or vitality from the moment Song Shuhang proved his Dao.

The couple had begun to dabble in the pure Foundation Establishment cultivation techniques of Confucianism.

The Confucian Foundation Establishment cultivation method is one of the most suitable methods throughout all the myriad realms, especially the “Virtuous Man’s Ten Thousand Mile Walk” quick movement technique, which cultivates with every step taken.

As Papa Song was drawing near, Mama Song suddenly opened her eyes a crack.

“Awake?” Papa Song asked with a smile.

“Mhm,” Mama Song said softly, patting her belly: “Just now, it seemed like I saw Shuhang appear by my side, quietly listening to his sister’s heartbeat.”

“Maybe Shuhang really did come,” Papa Song said with a smile: “According to what the several ‘heads’ of Confucianism say, Shuhang has now proved ‘Eternity,’ and with all the myriad realms under his gaze, he can be omnipresent.”

Although he was still not entirely clear about the classifications of realms like ‘Heavenly Axiom, Eternity,’ Papa Song had somehow accepted the fact that his eldest son had ‘become a god.’

Just a few months prior, watching their son bring home one beautiful fairy after another, hearing about his pregnancy, and learning about his ‘cultivation,’ the couple was shocked.

Now, however, he could calmly accept his son’s deification.

The ancestral great heart technique was indispensable!

“The heads of Confucianism have all said that the child in your belly is invaluable,” Papa Song said, sitting beside his wife and handing over an immortal fruit.

“It’s a pity that Shuhang himself hasn’t left us with a child. I’ve heard that after reaching the Eighth Stage Profound Sage, one is almost sterile. Shuhang has now become an even higher ‘Heavenly Axiom’… The chances of us having a grandchild are even slimmer,” Mama Song lamented.

“No matter, we are still young. After birthing a daughter, we’ll have another son for Shuhang,” bragged Papa Song: “Whether I’m a grandpa or an external grandfather, I want the title!”

“Furthermore, there might be a turning point, right? Before Shuhang cultivated to the ‘Eighth Stage,’ didn’t he bring several fairies home? With so many fairies, we might have the chance to become grandparents in advance,” added Papa Song.

Not far away, a wisp of Song Shuhang’s consciousness showed an embarrassed smile.

Feeling unable to jump into the conversation where his parents were showering affection on each other, there was a subtle feeling of being excluded.

After watching his parents from a distance for a while, the wisp of Song Shuhang’s will quietly left, heading deep into the Confucian golden lotus world.

In that place, an extremely important ceremony was being conducted.

The resurrection ceremony of “Daozi,” the senior of the 8.5 Heavenly Dao.

Daozi’s resurrection this time involved cutting away all ties with “everything related to the Heavenly Dao” and resurrecting as the immortal “Daozi,” instead of leaving his position like the previous Heavenly Daos.

Song Shuhang’s will descended to ensure the safe and smooth process of Daozi’s resurrection.

With him supporting from the sidelines, it wouldn’t be long before an energetic Daozi would return.

…

Besides this,

wisps of Song Shuhang’s will drifted through several places within the myriad worlds.

In the Earth of the main world, in a hospital in Wenzhou City, Zhao Yaya had become a qualified doctor. Song Shuhang, watching from afar, this cousin who once cared deeply for him, extended his hand to bless her, altering her aptitude, and having his three corpses—Tyrant Kindness—to secretly guide her onto the path of cultivation in the future.

Aside from Zhao Yaya, there were several relatives and friends closely related to Song Shuhang whom his will passed by one by one, presenting them with a ‘chance’ for their future. Whether they could grasp the opportunity was up to their own choices. Even if they couldn’t, under the blessings of the Heavenly Dao, they would still lead a peaceful life.

Then there was a small tribe in the Beast Realm, where the will of Song Shuhang looked upon the kind young girl of the beast cultivators from afar. After a moment of thought, he decided to leave her with some ‘possibilities,’ seeing if he could guide her to become his last disciple.

In the main world, within a place full of resentment, a bald Western monk with hands clasped, was chanting scriptures, soul-ferrying resentful spirits. As he soul-ferried through kindness, a gentle palm from the vacuum blessed him and left him with a precious elixir—a pill capable of healing his master’s injury and resolving the ‘root cause’ of their ailment.

In a building in Jiangnan Town, two professors from Jiangnan College met for a meal. It was Professor Renshui and a seemingly stern Lecturer Smith who, unexpectedly, had become good friends. As Song Shuhang’s will passed by them, he lightly pointed and granted them a little blessing, ensuring they would live the rest of their lives free of disasters and diseases and slightly extending their lifespans.

Song Shuhang’s will wandered through the heavens, passing by one person after another.

Offering blessings, granting opportunities, or meeting face-to-face.

There were also those he merely glanced from afar before leaving—such as Demon Emperor Hezhi.

After a long while,

The wills of Tyrannical Song in the myriad worlds returned one after another.

The human affairs were over.

Song Shuhang opened his eyes, his gaze gentle.

“Is it over?” Senior White asked softly.

“Yes, Senior White, you know already,” Song Shuhang said somewhat embarrassedly as if caught daydreaming while everyone was working diligently.

“I’m also the Heavenly Dao,” Senior White said. The gaze of the Heavenly Dao spanned the myriad worlds, after all.

“How is the progress on the final topic?” Song Shuhang scratched his head and asked.

“The deduction is almost complete. Next, we need to run a few small experiments according to the data obtained and make the final revisions,” Senior White replied.

They had him, the last shred of consciousness of Daozi that was about to dissipate, and Lady Kunna of the Dragon Network, three ‘Immortal Level’ entities leading the endeavor.

Supplemented by big shots like Big White two, Little White two, Dark Song, Father Goudan, the three-eyed young senior, and fat ball as rulers of the Netherworld.

And the aid of tools like Reincarnation Blade Fairy, who could occasionally communicate with the Fifth Heavenly Dao Fairy.

With the brilliant help of Immortal personages like the children of the Heavenly Emperor, Pavilion Master Chu, The White Dragon, Immortal Fairy White Bones, Great Northern Emperor, and so on.

Plus, a Heavenly Dao Song Shuhang to fill in the gaps!

This ‘External Assistance Research Group’ was unprecedentedly powerful and extravagant, unlike any other in history.

With this ultra-luxury research team working together, there was hardly such a thing as an ‘unsolvable problem’ left in the myriad worlds.

What Senior White initially gave Song Shuhang a month to research was now seeing significant breakthroughs in just one day!

“It’s progressing this fast?” The idling Heavenly Path of Tyrannical Song was somewhat ashamed.

Therefore, he decided, “I’ll be the subject for the final experiment. I will cooperate with the Fourth Heavenly Dao’s shell to carry out the ‘Immortal Replacement’ plan.”

Song Shuhang volunteered himself. Although he couldn’t become a ‘researcher,’ at least he could be an ‘experiment subject’ or ‘research subject,’ contributing to the final studies!

That way, in the future, he could proudly claim to be one of the members who perfected this ‘grand scheme.’

After this plan’s experiment was complete.

The next step… it would be time to graduate from the Heavenly Dao seat!