The Mecha Driver Is a Cultivator

Qin Jin nodded.

He had come to the Great Wilderness because he achieved Perfection in the True Dragon Grotto Heaven.

After showing slight prowess to slay the Iron-toothed Sacrificial Spirit, he sensed the True Dragon Grotto Heaven becoming increasingly active, with the True Dragon engaged in battle, being inherently warlike by nature.

Seeing this, Su Changqing nodded, smiling gently, and said calmly, ”In the Cyan Wood Temple, there is a secluded place for cultivation.”

”If you don’t have a suitable place, you may stay here to cultivate and break the realm.”

As he spoke, he lifted his hand to gently tap, illuminating within Qin Jin’s heart an ink-wash painting depicting the scene of the Cyan Wood Temple.

Various landscapes and buildings were reflected in Qin Jin’s heart, all containing detailed information within.

Qin Jin closed his eyes slightly, browsing through it in his heart.

After briefly reviewing, he opened his eyes to see the youthful-looking Su Changqing had returned again beside the chessboard, participating in the game.

”Thank you, senior.”

Qin Jin spoke.

Su Changqing waved his hand without turning back, his voice transmitting over: ”Since you’ve cultivated the Celestial Book and took my Cyan Wood Temple’s inheritance, you may call me Temple Master hereafter.”

Master Qingmu, Celestial Monarch of Life and Death.

These two titles, and names, represent an unparalleled past.

As Qin Jin responded, calling him so, his gaze swept over the Black and White Divine Tree.

There.

Qi Mountain was thoroughly encircled by the branches and twigs, the black and white energies circulating, surrounding it as though forming a cocoon.

Qin Jin let out a long breath, turning to walk down the stone steps.

Except for the first arrival here, later when Qin Jin entered the divine light, he went straight to the peak. Now, descending along the stone steps, he could clearly see the substantial changes in the entire Cyan Wood Temple.

The Cyan Wood Temple was situated by the mountainside, with various ancient-style structures secluded along the way. Near some of these buildings, Qin Jin caught the whiff of unknown fragrances that invigorated his spirit.

Following the ink-wash painting indicated by Su Changqing, he arrived at an unoccupied platform halfway up the mountain, where it seemed to be a place once for martial exercises—the traces of weapons were still visible on the ground.

Standing in the center, Qin Jin’s expression turned slightly solemn. At this moment, the Black and White Divine Tree inside the Spirit Ruins swayed, blessing him with spiritual power that surged out from his fingertips, with which Qin Jin used as ink to delineate, forming eventually a [Round Lock] interwoven in black and white.

This was precisely the information contained within the ink-wash painting.

The Round Lock formed, suspended in the air. After resting still for a few breaths, it seemed to have completed some form of interaction with the Cyan Wood Temple, turning and slowly expanding, its center constantly changing, like intricate mortise and tenon joints gradually opening, constructing into a portal.

The portal took shape, blooming with white light inside, illuminating Qin Jin himself. He felt his physique pleasantly refreshed, with a craving sensation emanating from the essence of life.

”Is this the secluded place Master Su spoke of?”

This thought flashed by as Qin Jin stepped into it.

Before his eyes, the white light flickered momentarily.

The next moment, everything became clear in his view. The air contained a light, ethereal intent, merging into his physique, with his vision focusing first on the front.

There stood a Black and White Divine Tree.

If one were to say, the Black and White Divine Tree on Cyan Wood Temple, within the divine light connecting Heaven and Earth, could already be considered a sky-reaching tree, then perhaps this Black and White Divine Tree was the world itself!

Its branches and leaves expanded infinitely, seemingly undertaking the act of holding up the sky; looking over a glance, this world seemed endless, infinite, with everything, plant and animal, transforming in black and white hues besides this divine tree.

As Qin Jin observed the Black and White Divine Tree, complex insights arose in his heart. The small tree in the Spirit Ruins swayed, paralleling and gradually growing.

As insights arose, under Qin Jin’s comprehension, it undoubtedly encompassed information on constructing a Grotto Heaven based on the Black and White Divine Tree.

Instinctively, Qin Jin invoked the Enlightenment Treasure Skill to delve deeper. While contemplating, looking at the Black and White Divine Tree, a sudden idea emerged in Qin Jin’s mind.

”This place, this world...”

”Could this be a Grotto Heaven belonging to Master Su?!”

”Having attained the Longevity Species and cultivated the Age Star Cyan Law Celestial Book, the truly top-tier disciples within Cyan Wood Temple already have a foundational Grotto Heaven; it stands to reason that Master Su should also have such a Grotto Heaven.”

This thought emerged without a clear answer.

As Qin Jin contemplated, the center Black and White Divine Tree’s branches shook, small branches coiled out, extending below Qin Jin, intertwining, with black and white intents swirling, weaving into a mat, suspended in front of Qin Jin.

Qin Jin glanced over, sitting cross-legged atop.

The instant he sat, the world seemed to fall silent; all distractions apart from cultivation were temporarily suppressed, his heart and spirit becoming clear.

Moreover, various subtle forces that aid cultivation circulated around, encircled on Qin Jin’s sides, in Qin Jin’s perception, the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Power rapidly thickening; compared to Dragon Gate Peak, here undoubtedly surpassed it.

Upon Dragon Gate Peak, it was more akin to a natural place, whereas here, the woven mat unmistakably had a [Gathering Spirit] effect.

”Regardless of whether this is a Grotto Heaven belonging to Master Su, here is undoubtedly a rightful Sacred Land for cultivation, and extremely compatible with the [Age Star Cyan Law Celestial Book].”

”If I were to base my divine tree sprouted from a Longevity Species to construct a Grotto Heaven, there probably would be no better suited place than here.”

Each sip and bite have their origins.

Even if it’s just a trace left, its origin is after all from a Celestial Monarch; unless necessary, Qin Jin would not readily disturb.

Today he came for Qi Mountain, unexpectedly gaining harvest.

All distractions in his heart abandoned, Qin Jin’s eyes closed, fully entering a state of cultivation, at full capacity urging, the scene of Spirit Ruins manifested above.