Chapter 00096: The Cosmic Template (For the League Leader, Tianxia's Sisters, with extra updates)
# The Cosmic Template (For the League Leader, Tianxia's Sisters, with extra updates)
Chapter 96
Novel: Abandon The Universe
Chapter 96: The Cosmic Template (For the League Leader, Tianxia's Sisters, with extra updates)
It was only at this moment that Lan Xiaobu realized that calling the perception of his thoughts "Divine Sense" was indeed correct.
Moreover, the strength of this Divine Sense not only related to his own abilities but also, more crucially, to the sea of consciousness.
The Golden Crow Technique states that the stronger one's sea of consciousness, the more powerful the Divine Sense, and the stronger the resistance to external disturbances.
Earlier, when Lian and the remnant soul of the Jade Dawn Star tried to seize control of him, it was done within the sea of consciousness, not through tampering with the soul.
In other words, his soul also existed within the sea of consciousness, and if his sea was attacked, then everything about him would no longer be under his control.
The main focus of the Spirit Refining Technique is to strengthen the sea of consciousness.
Previously, he had practiced this technique through tearing his own soul, which was incredibly dangerous.
Once his sea was torn apart, restoration would be immensely difficult.
Fortunately, he had made the best of a mistake.
By tearing his sea, he unexpectedly expanded and solidified it, discovering a new method of cultivation within the Spirit Refining Technique.
If he had a master, such a situation would not have occurred.
The sea of consciousness manifests as the Purple Palace, and its strength is a key measure of how far a cultivator can go.
Although he had opened up a method for practicing the Spirit Refining Technique without a master, Lan Xiaobu still felt the profound importance of having one.
Not every mistake can be justified, and sometimes a wrong turn can lead one to an irreversible path.
The white giant stone had noticeably shrunk a size smaller, making Lan Xiaobu feel a pang of heartache.
He stored the white stone away and returned to the Fuhe, allowing it to continue its prior course of flight.
For some unknown reason, Gu Dao liked sitting beside Hou Yi, adopting strange poses that Lan Xiaobu found tiresome to deal with.
Hou Yi was still focused on his frenzied cultivation, grabbing a bottle of Vital Core Element Potion like the way Lan Xiaobu used to when he was hungry.
Lan Xiaobu stopped his cultivation.
Having successfully refined a dan, he had already learned several spells, and now he concentrated on studying the small wooden box.
He had recently broken through to the foundation establishment stage, and his ability to examine the box stemmed from his cultivation of the Spirit Refining Technique, which granted him Divine Sense.
Now that he had successfully refined a dan, in a sense, he had truly stepped onto the path of cultivation.
His Divine Sense had increased significantly, extending a thousand meters outside.
This time, his Divine Sense infiltrated the small box, and indeed it was no longer blurry as before.
"The Dao does not sink, the Seven Sounds emerge, the solitary traveler through a vast night."
The words grew increasingly clear.
Previously, his Divine Sense had only extended to stopping at these phrases, unable to see beyond.
This time, however, he easily passed through the fourteen characters and dove into the depths of the wooden box.
Once Lan Xiaobu's Divine Sense crossed the two lines of text, the box let out a faint cracking sound, and momentarily the text vanished without a trace.
Lan Xiaobu's Divine Sense felt as if it had plunged into a pot of boiling oil, an overwhelming force threatening to tear his senses apart.
The booming drumbeats grew even louder, causing his Purple Palace to ache.
Lan Xiaobu suppressed the urge to deploy a Divine Sense Shield.
He had endured soul tearing before, so a little sting was nothing!
His Divine Sense steadily pushed forward, as if a thin mist was being parted by sunlight.
After penetrating this layer, a vast space revealed itself below.
In astonishment, Lan Xiaobu examined the scene beneath his Divine Sense, now questioning if he had made a mistake in approach.
From his perspective, this wooden box should contain the legacies of an esteemed cultivator, most likely the highest level of cultivation techniques, related to musical notes.
While his Golden Crow Technique was decent, he had intended to eventually switch to an even more superior technique.
Thus, he had held great hope for this wooden box.
However, upon viewing the contents, it was impossible not to feel disappointed.
In the deepest part of the box floated a semi-transparent pagoda shape, resembling a triangular pyramid from geometry, but it was notably unclear.
What was this? Lan Xiaobu was utterly bewildered.
According to previous information he had received, the cosmic pathways had collapsed, and cultivation had entered the End of the Dharma Era.
Shouldn't this hold the legacy of the entire universe's Dao of cultivation?
Had he misunderstood? Was it not intended for the inheritor to pass down the legacy contained within?
Lan Xiaobu’s Divine Sense started to seep into the triangular pyramid.
The next moment, an infinite stream of enormous data surged forth.
Surprised, Lan Xiaobu tried to retract his Divine Sense, only to quickly realize this wasn't a case of soul stealing but rather an influx of massive data.
Then, to his astonishment, he caught sight of a blurry message from the owner of the triangular pyramid.
"I was once a bamboo shoot, through which the Cosmic Template attained enlightenment. This is the model of the Dao, which can establish all principles of the universe. Unfortunately, the universe had already created heaven and earth and structured order before this, so I carried the Cosmic Template seeking the Dao Ancestor. Yet, the Dao Ancestor cast me out of the Purple Heaven…"
The more Lan Xiaobu read, the more astonished he became.
If this bamboo shoot's words held truth, the Cosmic Template he had received predated the creation of heaven and earth.
This meant that the chaotic start of creation had been fundamentally flawed, suggesting a gradual approach through the Cosmic Template was necessary for proper establishment.
Otherwise, the universe would destabilize, leading to issues stemming from forced expansion.
This bamboo shoot ancestor had brought its Cosmic Template to meet the Dao Ancestor, but it never arrived at its destination.
Instead, the Dao Ancestor’s disciples drove it away with their misleading words.
Lan Xiaobu silently lamented; if it were him, he too might have thought the claims of a bamboo shoot were mere folly.
According to the bamboo shoot’s line of thought, heaven and earth should be constructed gradually under the Cosmic Template, rather than forcefully opened up like savages eager for rapid development.
Under the Cosmic Template, everything would develop in balance, ensuring sufficient resources and habitats for humans, monsters, demons, spirits, and gods alike.
Moreover, civilizations of technology, immortal, martial, and demonic Dao could coexist peacefully, without interference.
With abundant resources, conflicts between civilizations would not arise.
In essence, everyone thrives, and all can enjoy peaceful coexistence and mutual development.
However, after the universe was forcefully opened, various beings began to harbor resentment, competing to seize the best portions.
Additionally, each culture deemed itself the most advanced, looking down upon others.
In the eyes of the bamboo shoot, if this continued, the universe would eventually collapse under the onslaught of competing civilizations, leading to the complete disappearance of all, returning the universe to chaos awaiting the emergence of a new civilization.
To avert such a fate, even in an already structured cosmic order, the bamboo shoot still took the Cosmic Template to meet with the Dao Ancestor, hoping the Ancestor could utilize it to balance the struggles and allow for harmonious cosmic development.
Clearly, the bamboo shoot failed; it never met the Ancestor.
Lan Xiaobu shook his head.
The bamboo shoot anticipated the outcome, but this was not solely due to the universe's forced opening.
It stemmed from the bamboo shoot's innocence; it thought that a shared resource would ensure everyone could live in peace.
In truth, this was improbable, for human nature is inherently greedy.
While the universe order established through the Cosmic Template could be more flawless and resources abundant, conflicts would inevitably arise as civilizations advanced, much like the evolution from primitive to higher levels of society.
No matter how perfect the distribution plan, as long as sentient, intelligent beings exist, conflict is unavoidable.
This holds true now, then, and in the future.
At the same time, the bamboo shoot possessed noble aspirations; it was willing to approach the Dao Ancestor with such a Cosmic Template, even prepared to offer it up.
Lan Xiaobu felt rather mundane compared to it; he doubted he could do the same.
The bamboo shoot left the Cosmic Template, hoping that in the event the universe collapsed amid struggles between civilizations, someone could use the Cosmic Template to reconstruct a new perfect universe.
The bamboo shoot recognized this process would be viewed with skepticism and distrust, which is why, seeking to utilize the Cosmic Template to establish an entirely new cosmic order, it must tread a solitary path.
A perfect universe is unattainable, and Lan Xiaobu would not engage in such folly.
Still, he firmly believed that the Cosmic Template was extraordinary.
Once more, Lan Xiaobu allowed his Divine Sense to permeate through the entire Cosmic Template, imprinting his own soul consciousness.
No one knows how long had passed when Lan Xiaobu suddenly heard a crack, followed by the wooden box in his hand shattering into countless fragments.
A stunned reaction coursed through him, but then joy sparked as he discovered the Cosmic Template from within the box floating quietly in his sea of consciousness.
At that moment, Lan Xiaobu finally understood why he had previously seen the phrase, "The Dao does not sink, the Seven Sounds emerge, the solitary traveler through a vast night."
The bamboo shoot referred to the Cosmic Template as the Seven Sound Model, intending to convey to its inheritor the importance of listening to the voices of all living beings across the cosmos to establish the most perfect cosmic order.
The Seven Sounds represent the voices of humans, immortals, monsters, demons, spirits, Asuras, and gods.
Lan Xiaobu murmured, "Then let the Cosmic Template be named the Seven Sound Model according to the ancestor's last wish. However, I cannot follow your path, for I understand that your vision is a utopia. Only with the mightiest power can one forge the mightiest order."
As if in response to Lan Xiaobu's words, the Seven Sound Model became clearer, its presence in the sea of consciousness more pleasing to behold.
Recalling that his Golden Crow Technique only extended to the Golden Dan stage, he immediately projected his thoughts onto the Seven Sound Model, constructing the technique model for the late Golden Dan period of the Golden Crow Technique.
The Seven Sound Model remained motionless in the sea of consciousness.
Lan Xiaobu felt perplexed; did it disdain to form smaller technique models, insisting instead on crafting a universe model? That seemed so distant, almost like a legend.
Could it be that his usage was incorrect? With this thought, Lan Xiaobu inscribed the Golden Crow Technique from the dan refining stage to the Golden Dan stage into the Seven Sound Model with his Divine Sense, and then prompted it again to construct the technique for the Golden Crow Technique post-Golden Dan stage.
The Seven Sound Model still seemed unmoved in the sea of consciousness.
Lan Xiaobu ran a hand through his hair.
Was he in need of a manual?
(Chapter Complete)