Chapter 577: I Can Talk Clothes into Life

Chapter 577: I Can Make Clothes Speak

"But... in the early stages of life, it is still too fragile."

If Qi Yuan wanted to return to Blue Star and become its Star Lord, he would need a large population.

That way, should this universe and Blue Star ever go to war, it would be easy to simply surrender and join Blue Star, then vote to become Star Lord.

"Old Man Divine Thunder."

"Qi Qi."

"Zhu Zhuangshi."

"Blazing and radiant, the infant emerges from the hidden treasury. Hear my command, divine infants, step forth!"

With Qi Yuan's sacred and majestic voice, in an instant, over four thousand Yang Gods appeared in a grand procession.

Each of them radiated an aura of vastness, mystery, and grandeur.

As if one alone could devour a star.

When they faced Qi Yuan, these innate gods, born from the resources of the ancestral land and myths, all bowed their heads.

"We pay homage to the Heavenly Lord!"

"We pay homage to the Father God!"

As Qi Yuan's power grew, the divine infants within him correspondingly increased in strength as well.

It could be said that these innate gods were created from the ancestral land's wonders and Qi Yuan's contemplation of myths.

The system they followed differed from that of the Immortal Realm.

"Address me by my title when working," Qi Yuan said to Qi Qi with a smile.

"Father God, I didn't call you godfather," Qi Qi replied playfully.

Though she had meditated on Houtu, she still retained her pure and innocent nature.

"Forget it," Qi Yuan said, waving his hand, then looked at the many divine infants. "Now that I have opened up this realm and placed many seeds of life, you shall tend to these seeds on my behalf, helping them to thrive and multiply."

Qi Yuan's words became law; to these divine infants, his speech was like a decree.

"We respectfully obey the Heavenly Lord's command!"

At that moment, over four thousand divine infants bowed their heads simultaneously, receiving the order.

"Now that there are living beings and gods, they can't possibly be unambitious, can they?"

Qi Yuan murmured to himself.

He had already accelerated the flow of time on these stars.

Moreover, after he left this realm, for every day he spent, a hundred years would pass in this universe.

Perhaps, before long, the living beings here would multiply and form civilizations.

"Buddha of the Past, Buddha of the Present, Buddha of the Future, please stay," Qi Yuan called out at that moment.

The Buddha of the Past, Dipankara; the Buddha of the Present, Shakyamuni; and the Buddha of the Future, Maitreya, all pressed their palms together and stopped before Qi Yuan.

"Transmit to me your insights on the past, present, and future."

Though Qi Yuan had meditated on the Three Pure Ones, he was still far from true omniscience and omnipotence.

As for the past, present, and future, to Qi Yuan, they seemed both clear and profoundly elusive.

For instance, he could casually accelerate the flow of time in a place.

Yet, he could not travel back to the past or glimpse the future.

Instantly, the three Buddhas transmitted the concepts of past, present, and future to Qi Yuan.

Receiving a wealth of mysterious and complex information, Qi Yuan stood still, his expression calm.

After about a hundred breaths, he sighed softly: "Time does not exist."

Time does not exist.

Then what of the past, present, and future?

"Indeed, I must not overthink, or my head will swell again."

Qi Yuan refrained from further speculation.

He would hate to end up with a head like a big-headed doll, ruining his appearance.

...

The Void Realm.

The Society of Myriad Changes.

Within the overlapping space, the Realm Lord of Blowing North looked solemn: "Add one, subtract two, extinguish, ignite..."

He issued various commands.

Before him, a diamond-like substance continuously transformed, as if undergoing a chemical reaction.

After about a hundred breaths, the Realm Lord of Blowing North withdrew his gaze.

"Indeed, even with the improved 'Scripture of the Growth of All Things' by the Path Lord of Life, it cannot awaken its true spirit."

The subject the Realm Lord of Blowing North was researching was spirit summoning—awakening the true spirit of the fourth layer of Yang God.

The difficulty of this research topic ranked among the top three of all topics.

The diamond-like object before him was deeply connected to the fourth layer of Yang God.

It was originally a fragment of Pure Yang from the fourth layer. In its initial Yang God state, it encountered another terrifying fourth-layer Yang God, and the two collided; Pure Yang was defeated.

Ultimately, as Pure Yang approached the final stage of the fourth layer, it shattered into billions of fragments.

This crystalline shard was one of its remnants.

The Society of Myriad Changes had obtained the Pure Yang crystal and had been conducting research.

But the fourth layer of Yang God was far too mysterious.

They could not glean any useful information from it.

"This failure suggests... there will likely be no progress this era," the Realm Lord of Blowing North sighed.

"No matter, continue trying. Wasn't the founding purpose of the Society of Myriad Changes to find that one change amidst billions of constants?" another Realm Lord said.

They had conducted such experiments and research countless times and were long accustomed to it.

"Perhaps this 'Scripture of the Growth of All Things' is still not perfect. If we could refine it, we might truly awaken the Pure Yang crystal," the Realm Lord of Blowing North said.

"This is a true scripture created by the Path Lord; how could it be so easy to perfect?" a female Realm Lord said.

The improved version of the 'Scripture of the Growth of All Things' had cost the previous Realm Lord of this topic a tremendous price.

"Yes, it cannot be further improved," the Realm Lord of Blowing North said.

After all, the stronger one becomes, the harder it is to advance further.

"I heard a newcomer arrived recently. Why not assign this task to him?" the female Realm Lord said.

"No problem. We old fossils know this technique too well—our thinking has long since solidified. Change is too difficult."

"Yes, but he just obtained the *Devouring True Scripture*. He'll probably spend a hundred thousand years trying to learn it before he comes."

"A hundred thousand years is but a snap of the fingers."

These realm lords spoke with utter indifference.

After all, at their level of cultivation, time was truly just a concept.

Just then, suddenly, some information transmitted into their jade pendants.

"Brother Qi Yuan has arrived?"

"Not attempting the *Devouring True Scripture*?"

"Perfect timing."

Each of them had their own thoughts.

At that moment, a handsome figure in a red robe appeared—it was Qi Yuan.

He looked at the eighteen realm lords before him and introduced himself: "My name is Qi Yuan. I have social anxiety. I don't like talking, I don't like socializing. I am lawful good, abide by the law, and follow the rules."

Qi Yuan made his introduction.

Lord Chui Bei spoke with a grin: "Chui Bei. I like talking."

"Huang Hai."

"Qi Meng."

The realm lords each introduced themselves, sparing with words.

Lord Chui Bei continued: "Regarding the research project on Summoning Spirits, here are the current materials and progress."

He transmitted the data to Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan glanced at it with anticipation: "No progress?"

"Correct. Awakening the fourth layer of the Yang Spirit—how difficult is that?

If a breakthrough were possible, perhaps... the cultivation paths of countless universes and spatial planes would be rewritten."

"After all, if one could maintain their true spirit at the fourth layer of the Yang Spirit, it's hard to imagine what the path of cultivation would become!"

"Brother Qi Yuan, now that you've joined the Summoning Spirit project, do you have any ideas for awakening the fourth layer of the Yang Spirit?" a female realm lord asked casually.

"Well... I do have some ideas, and some experience too," Qi Yuan said.

At these words, the realm lords present were somewhat taken aback.

Having some ideas was one thing, but experience too?

"Brother, speak freely," Lord Chui Bei said with a smile.

"As they say, a handsome man is favored by the world and blessed with extraordinary luck.

Not to mention someone as handsome as me.

Even a stone—if I speak to it, it will respond to me eagerly," Qi Yuan said.

The realm lords exchanged glances.

They had seen many realm lords with troubled minds, but someone this unhinged—this was a first.

"You don't believe me? Let me give you a demonstration," Qi Yuan said with a smile. He turned to Lord Chui Bei. "Let's use your robe as an example."

A sharp glint flashed in Lord Chui Bei's eyes.

He was at the Heaven-Opening Realm, and the robe he wore was a peerless treasure, incredibly precious.

But the robe had no intelligence.

He also didn't want to wear a garment that housed a sentient being.

"Brother, please proceed," Lord Chui Bei said magnanimously.

He wanted to see how Qi Yuan could awaken true spirit in his robe.

The other realm lords were equally curious.

If Qi Yuan had picked an ordinary stone and tried to give it true spirit, they might have believed it.

After all, a Heaven-Opening Realm cultivator could create worlds, possessing all kinds of mysterious and complex abilities—it was plausible that he could evade their perception.

But this experiment was on Lord Chui Bei himself.

Lord Chui Bei had spent vast eons in the Heaven-Opening Realm; no small trick could escape his perception.

"Little robe, I'm talking to you. Can you hear me?" Qi Yuan spoke, activating his special ability.

This time, his voice was directed solely at Lord Chui Bei's robe.

The other realm lords heard Qi Yuan's voice but only felt curiosity.

"It sounds like an ordinary voice, without any divine power."

"Is he talking to a robe? Does he think he can make it pregnant?" the realm lords muttered.

"Hey, stop sleeping. Come chat with me."

"I have many fellow cultivators here who all want to meet you."

Qi Yuan spoke again.

The other realm lords remained calm, some focusing their perception—they wanted to know what Qi Yuan was up to.

"Don't sleep too long, or you'll sleep forever!"

"Get up now! The sun is burning your butt!"

Qi Yuan continued to unleash his extraordinary eloquence.

He thought to himself: Although I have social anxiety, my eloquence is still decent.

After all, every time he spent time with Ning Tao, the Canary, and Jin Li, they were always happy.

Of course, his skills in other areas were also good.

"Brother Qi Yuan, perhaps you should try another object. That robe is on Lord Chui Bei—I'm afraid you can't tamper with it."

"Yes, why not switch to something else?"

The other realm lords laughed, their expressions relaxed.

Lord Chui Bei's expression remained unchanged, constantly monitoring his robe and Qi Yuan's voice.

He also found it strange—Qi Yuan's voice was very ordinary, containing no Daoist techniques or divine powers.

"Hey, if you don't get up, I'm leaving," Qi Yuan said.

As the saying goes, to catch something, you must first let it go.

He was employing the art of war.

Sure enough, as his words fell, suddenly, something happened that no one expected.

Lord Chui Bei's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.

Even after living for so many eons, he had never imagined he would witness such a thing.

Only then did his garments seem to gain a spirit of their own, flying off his body.

They babbled on and on, without cease.

“Alive?”

“Has it gained true sentience?”

“How was this done?”

The assembled realm lords stood dumbfounded, mingled with shock.

What unfolded before their eyes defied all expectation.

Had a roadside stone done such, they might comprehend.

But this was the robe of the Blowing North Realm Lord.

This meant that if Qi Yuan wished to ambush the Blowing North Realm Lord, he might do so unnoticed, and the lord would fall into the trap.

“See? Being handsome has its perks, doesn’t it?” Qi Yuan said.

The other realm lords exchanged glances, now regarding Qi Yuan with deep wariness.

Just then, Qi Yuan prepared to speak with the female realm lord.

She recoiled in fright, dodging away from him.

After all, Qi Yuan’s voice was far too uncanny.

What if he brought her own hairs or magical artifacts to life? That would be a hidden peril.

For though they were all members of the Myriad Changes Society, where there are people, there is strife.

This was no harmonious gathering.

“So, if you find me a Yang God of the Fourth Layer, I’ll perform right now and bring him to life,” Qi Yuan said earnestly.

As for the Myriad Differences Gate, he chose not to bring it to life.

After all, this so-called “bringing to life” actually meant birthing a new living being.

Having come to the Myriad Changes Society, he studied these topics to earn merits, so he could go to places of opportunity like the Cosmic Spirit Sea to enhance his strength.

The others looked at Qi Yuan with varied expressions.

They naturally did not believe he could imbue a Yang God of the Fourth Layer with true sentience.

Yet this trick of Qi Yuan’s had truly startled them.

As realm lords, they were already calculating in their minds how to fight him if they became enemies.

First, they must seal their five senses, lest they fall prey to his voice.

“The Yang God of the Fourth Layer exists in the past and future, invisible to us,” said the Blowing North Realm Lord. “As for spirit-summoning, it is a very complex study. Fellow Daoist, why not first perfect the *Scripture of the Growth of All Things*? Once you adapt and complete it, you shall receive ten great merits.”

“Fine,” Qi Yuan nodded.

He hadn’t expected his task to be so easy.

He already understood the great merits.

With his golden jade token, he could enter fourteen places of opportunity to enhance his cultivation.

Free of charge, but with time limits.

Yet if he spent one great merit, a place of opportunity would have no time limit.

Moreover, once he accumulated a hundred great merits, his token would upgrade to purple.

With the purple token, he could also enter the final three places of opportunity.

If he gathered a thousand great merits, he could even become the master of the Myriad Changes Society and meet the Dao Lord.

“Adapting the *Scripture of the Growth of All Things* will take considerable time. Fellow Daoist may first find a cave dwelling on Myriad Changes Mountain to stay,” said the Blowing North Realm Lord.

“Free of charge?” Qi Yuan asked.

“Yes,” the Blowing North Realm Lord fell silent.

“Not bad—room and board included, plus five insurances and one housing fund… No, I’m a god now, so I need six insurances and one fund to match my status,” Qi Yuan said.

The other realm lords looked at Qi Yuan and said nothing.

They recalled when they first met him, his self-introduction.

Socially anxious, not talkative?

Damn, he’d brought a garment to life with true sentience, and he still claimed not to talk much?

Who was he fooling?

Soon, led by an unofficial member of the Myriad Changes Society, Qi Yuan arrived at Myriad Changes Mountain.

“Myriad Changes Mountain is the headquarters of the Myriad Changes Society.

The clouds, mist, flowers, grass, and trees here are all of the highest quality, enough to make Yang Gods of the First and Second Layers fight tooth and nail,” said the unofficial member, his face showing pride, then turning fawning toward Qi Yuan. “Lord Realm Master, there are a total of thirty-seven million two hundred and ten thousand servant girls and boys here. You may select ten thousand to attend to you.”

Qi Yuan looked and immediately sensed the auras of countless Yin Gods, among them no lack of Yang Gods.

He couldn’t help but sigh—truly, Yin Gods were as common as dogs now.

(End of chapter)