Chapter 400: Qin Feng Preaches the Dao, Canaan Dao Comprehension Cliff, the Senior Alumnus Returns

Chapter 400: Qin Feng Preaches, Canaan’s Cliff of Enlightenment, the Old Senior Returns to Canaan!

Morning Star, Silver Gull Community.

Time here seemed to have fallen into a strange, stagnant, and chaotic state.

For Qin Feng, sitting on the worn-out fabric sofa, he had merely closed his eyes, immersing himself in the memories of the mortal world, letting his thoughts drift like gossamer for a single cycle. To his senses, this was but a fleeting year.

Yet, outside the door, for the entire Morning Star, and indeed the entire Canaan Galaxy, a full century had quietly slipped away.

This is the "mass" belonging to a Universe Venerable.

When Qin Feng no longer deliberately restrained the terrifying laws capable of crushing galaxies, even his unconscious emanations caused the ten-meter radius around him to form a "space-time singularity," independent of the greater universe. His one year was the world's hundred.

Throughout this century.

That deep red security door never once opened.

But outside, the space was crowded with people.

At first, it was the galaxy-level powerhouse in purple-gold armor and his special forces team. Later, it was the Governor of Morning Star, the senators of the Canaan Galaxy, and the garrison commanders of the Imperial Fists Chapter...

They did not leave.

For these warriors with long lifespans, a hundred years was but a snap of the fingers. To stand guard for a Universe Venerable, to feel even a sliver of the "Dao rhyme" emanating from him at this distance, was a once-in-a-millennium opportunity.

For this century, the Silver Gull Community became an absolute forbidden zone.

Even the few cleaning ladies who wandered in by mistake were gifted the most expensive life-extending serums and settled into the finest sanatoriums, enjoying hero-like treatment—for they were the last to see Qin Feng in his waking state.

Dust settled in the hallways, only to be swept away by invisible currents of energy.

The powerhouses outside stood like statues, unmoved by wind or rain, their very breathing frequencies adjusted to match the faint pulse emanating from behind that door.

Finally.

On a certain day in the hundredth year.

"Hum—"

An invisible ripple swept instantly across the entire Silver Gull Community, then expanded to encompass the globe. It was not a shockwave of energy, but the return of the laws themselves. The distorted flow of space-time snapped back to normal.

Inside the room.

Qin Feng slowly opened his eyes.

His pupils were clear as a mountain spring; the brutality and divinity accumulated through millions of years of slaughter in the Endless Sea had been washed clean by the mundane smoke and fire of this room during his year of "tempering the heart in the mortal world."

He had returned to simplicity.

He glanced out the window, and the Eye of Guixu instantly pierced the causality, understanding the disparity in time flow.

"A hundred years, then..."

Qin Feng whispered, then stood up.

With his movement, the security door that had been sealed for a century clicked and swung open automatically.

Outside the door.

The hundreds of powerhouses who had kept their lonely vigil for a century shuddered violently.

The warrior in purple-gold armor (now at the peak of the galaxy level) was the first to react. Without a moment's hesitation, he knelt down with the force of a collapsing mountain, his voice hoarse yet fanatical:

"Welcome, Venerable, upon your emergence!"

"Welcome, Venerable, upon your emergence!!!"

The synchronized roar of hundreds did not startle a single bird outside the building; all the sound waves were perfectly contained within the small confines of the hallway.

Qin Feng stepped out, his gaze sweeping over these familiar yet strange faces.

He saw the marks of time upon them, but more importantly, he saw a reverence and loyalty that had not faded with the years, but had instead grown only more profound.

"My old home remains, and you have all gone to great trouble."

Qin Feng’s voice was gentle, devoid of any overbearing divine pressure, sounding like a neighbor offering thanks.

"Thank you."

These two words warmed the hearts of everyone present; some even had reddened eyes. To receive a word of thanks from a Universe Venerable made this century of lonely waiting worth it!

Qin Feng flipped his wrist.

Several storage rings of archaic design appeared out of thin air, hovering before them, then, as if guided by eyes, landed precisely in the hands of every warrior who had guarded the post for over a decade.

"A few trifles, take them and divide them among yourselves."

Having said this, Qin Feng spoke no more.

He took a single step.

His figure gradually faded from their retinas until he vanished entirely. There was no trace of spatial fluctuation, as if he had never been there at all.

Only after Qin Feng had completely departed did the crowd dare to lift their heads, carefully cradling the storage rings in their hands.

"Treasures bestowed by the Venerable..."

The warrior in purple-gold armor took a deep breath, trembling as he probed the ring with his divine sense.

The next second.

"Clang!"

His war spear dropped to the floor. He stood as if struck by lightning, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

"This... this..."

"What is it, my lord?" A nearby planetary-level warrior asked curiously, probing his own sense into the ring.

"Hiss—!!!"

Gasps of cold air echoed one after another.

The rings were not filled with mountains of gold and silver, nor flashy divine weapons.

There were only a few things.

Several crystals radiating an aura that made their very souls tremble—these were Immortal God Crystals, the core resources used by King-level powerhouses for cultivation.

A few seemingly ordinary beast-skin scrolls—these were "Analysis of Spatial Laws: Basic Volume," and though labeled basic, they were supreme scriptures capable of pointing the way to the Domain Lord and even World Lord realms.

And some bottles and jars—these were Life Source Fluids, enough to instantly restore a dying World Lord to full strength.

"This is... this is Marquis-level... no, this is King-level resource material!"

The voice of the purple-gold armored warrior was trembling.

The strongest among them was only at the galaxy level, and most were merely planetary. The items Qin Feng had tossed out so casually were, to them, like dropping a golden mountain in front of an ant.

If these treasures hadn't been sealed within the storage rings, the mere aura leaking from the Immortal God Crystals would have been enough to crush their physical bodies!

"It's enough... these resources are enough to pile a pig up to the Domain Lord realm!"

Someone muttered to themselves, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Is this the handiwork of a Universe Venerable?

Is this the spirit of the man who legend says swept across the Endless Sea?

What he dismissed as "a few trinkets" was a fortune of staggering proportions, a wealth these people could not earn in a hundred lifetimes.

The warrior in the purple-gold armor gripped the ring tightly, his gaze burning with unprecedented resolve. He turned toward the security door that had just clicked shut and barked a command:

"Hear me!"

"From this moment on, designate the Silver Gull community as a top-tier military restricted zone!"

"Initiate level-one defensive protocols! Even if it costs your lives, you must guard the former residence of the hero!"

"We have received great grace from the Venerable; we shall repay it with our blood!"

"Yes!!!"

The roar shook the heavens.

Canaan Star.

Canaan Starry Sky Martial Arts University.

This was the true launchpad for Qin Feng’s ascent along the path of martial arts. Although he had been admitted to the university from the Morning Star, it was this ancient and magnificent institution that had propelled his name across the galaxy and introduced him to the vast stage of the universe.

Ten million years had drifted by.

Today, the Canaan Starry Sky Martial Arts University had expanded countless times over. Its massive floating campus eclipsed half the sky of the planet, where countless prodigies from every galaxy sweated and strove, chasing the footsteps of the strong.

And at the very heart of the campus stood a black statue, ten thousand feet tall.

The statue depicted a young man standing with a spear, his gaze arrogant, the tip of his weapon pointing directly at the firmament.

It was Qin Feng.

At this moment, in the chancellor’s office.

The current chancellor, "Gu He," a powerhouse who had only recently ascended to the galactic level, was buried under a mountain of paperwork. As the helmsman of this premier human institution, his daily affairs were infinitely complex. Suddenly.

A strange sensation welled up in his heart.

There was no knock, no ripple of energy, yet he simply felt that there was one more person in the room.

Gu He looked up sharply, his stellar energy instantly coiled and taut.

Then, he saw the figure in black standing by the window, back turned to him, gazing at the colossal statue outside.

That silhouette overlapped perfectly with the statue revered by billions.

Gu He’s pupils contracted violently.

He did not need to ask "who goes there"; as the chancellor of Canaan University, if he failed to recognize this face, he might as well end his own life.

"Thump."

Gu He shoved his chair aside and dropped to one knee, his posture as precise as a new recruit undergoing inspection.

"The seven thousand three hundred and twentieth chancellor of Canaan Starry Sky Martial Arts University, Gu He, pays respects to Venerable Qin Feng!"

His voice cracked with extreme agitation.

Qin Feng turned around, looked at the chancellor with frost at his temples, and gently raised a hand, a soft force lifting Gu He to his feet.

"No need for such formalities."

Qin Feng walked over to the sofa and sat down, as casual and natural as if he had returned to his own alma mater. "Sit."

"Yes... yes!" Gu He sat down trembling, daring only to perch on the edge of the seat, his hands neatly placed on his knees, not even daring to breathe deeply.

This was a legendary figure!

A legendary elder of the Terra Council! A being capable of conversing with the Emperor!

"The school is well-built," Qin Feng remarked casually. "Much more imposing than when I was here."

"It is all thanks to your grace, Venerable," Gu He replied hurriedly. "Ever since you became famous throughout the universe, funding for Canaan University from all sectors of humanity has increased a hundredfold, and our student intake is of the highest caliber."

Qin Feng nodded, not lingering on the topic. He had come for a purpose.

"I have some time before the God-Chosen Battlefield opens."

Qin Feng looked at Gu He and said calmly, "I intend to hold a lecture at Canaan University."

"To impart the path I have learned throughout my life."

Gu He froze, then felt as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt, his mind buzzing.

A lecture?

Imparting the path?

A Cosmic Venerable, personally preaching?!

"This... this..." Gu He was so excited he became incoherent. "This is the fortune of Canaan University! It is the fortune of all human students!"

"Don't be so quick to celebrate," Qin Feng waved a hand. "I have one requirement."

"Please speak, Venerable! Whatever the requirement, the entire school will go through fire and water to fulfill it!"

"Recall all students on missions and all teachers out training," Qin Feng held up a finger. "No matter what secret realm they are in, no matter what mission they are executing, even if they are hunting down aliens, make them stop."

"I am giving them one hundred years."

"The lecture will be held in one hundred years."

"This..." Gu He hesitated, but seeing the unquestionable gaze of Qin Feng, he nodded immediately. "Understood! One hundred years is enough time for them to return from any corner of the universe!"

Qin Feng nodded. "Go and arrange it. For this century, I will remain at the 'Enlightenment Cliff' behind the school. Unless there is an urgent matter, do not let anyone disturb me."

"Yes!"

Gu He bowed deeply once more.

When he raised his head, the sofa before him was already empty.

But the fire in his heart burned hotter than any star.

Chancellor Gu He did not delay for a second.

He sprinted to the broadcasting room at the speed of a sprinter, invoked his highest administrative authority, and seized control of the educational network channels across the entire Canaan galaxy and several neighboring ones.

Ten minutes later.

An urgent red decree, transmitted via the quantum network, instantly swept across the entire southeastern sector of human territory.

"Decree from the Chancellor of Canaan Starry Sky Martial Arts University:"

"Effective immediately, all campus events are suspended! The 'Canaan Freshman Cup,' the 'Starry Sky Cup,' the 'United Battle Group Championship'... all are postponed indefinitely!"

"All enrolled students, faculty, personnel on field training, and alumni stationed at the frontiers must return to their alma mater within one hundred years!"

"In one hundred years, legendary alumnus, human elder, and Cosmic Venerable Qin Feng will hold a lecture at Canaan University!"

"Violators will be expelled! Those who arrive late will never have the qualification to hear the teaching!"

As soon as this announcement was released, it ignited public opinion.

Canaan Starry Sky Martial Arts University was in an uproar.

"My god! Senior Qin Feng is coming back?!"

"And he's going to preach? Is it really that Qin Feng?"

"Nonsense! Who else but him would dare to call himself Qin Feng!"

"Quick! Notify the third brother who is training in the Black Abyss Secret Realm! Tell him to stop grinding monsters and get back here at once! This is a lecture by a Venerable; hearing a single sentence is worth more than slaying ten thousand beasts!"

"The Rookie Cup is canceled? Hahahaha, wonderful! I’m not participating; who cares about that pathetic trophy? I’m going to secure a seat!"

The news spread with the virulence of a plague.

It was not confined to Canaan Martial Arts University.

Countless star-faring academies, dojos, and noble clans in the surrounding galaxies went utterly mad upon hearing the tidings.

"What? Venerable Qin Feng is to lecture at Canaan?"

"And it’s not restricted to insiders? Outsiders are permitted to listen?"

"Quick! Prepare the starships! Bring every talented youngster in the clan! Even if we have to stand, we must go!"

"Great Ancestor! Aren't you in secluded cultivation?"

"To hell with seclusion! Venerable Qin Feng’s 'Way of the Limit' is unparalleled in the universe. I have been stuck at the peak of the Marquis rank for thirty thousand years; this may be my only chance to break through! Ready the ship! To Canaan!"

Even the exalted Ultramarines were stirred to action.

A company commander of the Ultramarines, stationed tens of thousands of light-years away, ordered his fleet to alter course immediately.

"Missions postponed! All units, set coordinates for the Canaan system!"

"We go to attend the lecture of our 'Honorary Captain'!"

In an instant, the stargates leading to the Canaan system were choked with traffic.

Countless streaks of light pierced the dark cosmos, converging toward a single destination.

Powerhouses rarely seen in ordinary times emerged now like common cabbage.

Black Hole rank? That was merely the level of a gatekeeper.

Marquis rank? Barely enough to secure a seat.

King rank? Nothing more than the tail end of the VIP section.

Sharp-eyed observers even spotted, at the Canaan spaceport, several terrifying figures radiating the holy light of the Saint rank, quietly queuing for entry.

"Is that... the Ziwei Saint?"

"And over there... isn't that the commander of the Iron-Blood Legion? That is a veteran Saint!"

"Madness... it’s all madness..."

"Even the Saints have come?"

In the span of a few short decades.

Canaan Martial Arts University, and indeed the entire Canaan system, became the most dazzling center of the universe.

Its prosperity and the density of its powerhouses even surpassed, for a time, the heart of humanity—Holy Terra.

All eyes were fixed upon it, waiting for the moment, a century hence, when that voice would finally ring out.