A Dao Field?
After the Grotto-Heaven Blessed Land, here finally comes a place that can truly embody the mystique of Dao cultivation.
In this Primordial Chaos, those Dao Fields are the very sites where the great immortals reside, contemplate, and cultivate.
For the system to arrange this for Chu Feng shows it still has a conscience, and hints that the Douluo Continent is stepping into an age of immortality.
With such complete facilities, Chu Feng has to make a proper spectacle of it.
At this moment Chu Feng turned back onto the dragon's back; perhaps his aura was too exuberant and he failed to control it.
His landing spot happened to be the center of the four women—one foot wedged between them, the other hovering over someone's generous whiteness.
"Hey, what are you doing? You'll squash me!"
It was Qian Renxue; she wouldn't let her full cup be flattened, and immediately rolled aside.
Bibi Dong, seated in front, inadvertently brushed that single foot as well.
Losing balance, Chu Feng plunged head-first into Xiao Wu's embrace.
Xiao Wu yelped at the pain in her chest, then pouted. "Idiot."
Chu Feng heard her but didn't move, grinning. "We've got a place to go."
"Even if we do, stand up first—my bones are about to break."
Grumbling, Xiao Wu shoved Chu Feng away; he rolled to the right.
And so he landed in Bibi Dong's arms, ruining the ladylike image she had just neatened.
"Really, you have no idea how to behave."
Bibi Dong, shy, turned her face away.
Only then did Chu Feng slowly rise, pointing ahead with his right hand.
A ball of purple light, dazzling under the sun, wrapped the huge Shadow Dragon.
"So pretty!"
Xiao Wu tried to touch it; it felt silky and warm, and her sealed spirit power faintly stirred.
Chu Feng said, "This is Purple Qi from the East—an auspicious sign."
"So it can guide us somewhere?" Qian Renxue asked, frank and puzzled.
Chu Feng answered, "To the Ziyao Palace."
Ziyao—'Ziyao', meaning lustrous purple jade, poetic and romantic; a perfect name for a Dao Field.
"Never heard of it. Since when did the Douluo Continent have such a place?" Bibi Dong was curious.
She peered ahead again and became even more bewildered.
Chu Feng smiled. "It lies northwest of the Sunset Forest; going north you'll soon reach the extreme icefields. Perfect for our Dao Field—avoiding unwanted attention while we grow in peace."
As he finished, the term Dao Field surfaced in everyone's mind; gasps of amazement followed.
Though versed in the Dao system, seeing its concepts materialize still felt unreal—a habitual resistance from the Douluo native World toward the investiture of the gods system; they were still adapting.
"So we have our own cultivation turf? You really want to become immortals?"
Qian Renxue beamed; she had never felt so carefree—every worry evaporated.
She had just left the anxieties of Spirit Hall, yet now she was utterly unburdened.
Bibi Dong felt the same ease she hadn't known for years; her body grew light, as though treading on immortal mist.
Xiao Wu sensed her spirit power slowly returning; for a moment she wondered if she were dreaming.
Boom~
Unconsciously the dragon shadow planted its claws with a mighty thud; the jolt sobered everyone.
They looked up: a thousand pines stood on green hills, ten-thousand bamboos lush and verdant.
Half-hidden, a yellow-brick stone gate stretched several meters across; brilliant fire-tinted rays burst outward.
Mountain birds sang phoenix-like; ganoderma glowed with immortal aura; gurgling streams carried cool breezes—true fortune and joy welcoming the righteous Dao.
"This is our Dao Field? Overwhelming."
Qian Renxue couldn't help exclaiming; it was the most beautiful sight she had ever seen.
Xiao Wu was too entranced to speak; the slightest move bathed her in nourishing purple qi.
Even Bibi Dong's long-accustomed solemn eyes softened—this was a cleansing of the soul for her.
Chu Feng had already fixed his gaze ahead, wanting to see what the system had arranged.
Devil Bear Douluo simply cried, "Look!"
"Welcome, Ancestral Dao, Ladies, back to the palace!"
A row of Dao-boys, hair in small braids, stepped lightly out of the gate, cheering in unison and lining up respectfully on both sides.
Chu Feng knew these boys were no common folk; likely spirits of heaven and earth—accepting their salute was itself a Dao lesson.
With delight he said, "Please, everyone."
"Ladies? Hmph, so direct—none of us has even admitted it yet."
Qian Renxue blushed, yet she lifted her jade leg and strode ahead with poise.
After all, as Chu Feng's first deity and most rightful partner, she had to set the example.
Bibi Dong followed eagerly; she wanted to see what other surprises Chu Feng had in store.
As for Devil Bear Douluo, he already pictured piles of Heavenly Treasures—this old man had come at the perfect time.
Xiao Wu walked last, slowly; glancing at Chu Feng beside her, she seemed to have something to say.
"Spit it out; we'll be busy soon."
Chu Feng saw through her at once—as before, this simple cute little rabbit was too easy to read.
"Did you unseal my spirit power?"
Xiao Wu still dwelt on it; her spirit power now exceeded its old level and showed signs of rising further—naturally she was puzzled.
Chu Feng shook his head. "No." He greeted a passing Dao-boy as he spoke.
Seeing him so casual, Xiao Wu grew anxious. "Then right now I—"
Before she could finish, Chu Feng pinned her against the side wall just inside the gate; her heart fluttered.
"Right now you just rest and prepare for deification."
He kissed her outright; nearby Dao-boys quickly covered their faces.
"I'm to be deified?"
She tried to break free of the restraint but could only manage a few words—Chu Feng was too strong.
Chu Feng continued, "You can feel your strength rising; that means your moment of apotheosis is near. Sudden as it seems, you know today's bliss could be a fleeting dream; if we don't face the coming crisis, everything will vanish."
It was the truth: the imminent Great Struggle for Godhood would make Dao Fields bloom everywhere; mighty beings would flock in, and coupled with conflicts among Douluo's old gods, the World's true crisis would arrive.
Xiao Wu had considered it, but uncertainty lingered—now Chu Feng gave her the firmest support.
On this point Xiao Wu actually leaned in slightly, yet broad daylight made it impossible to finish.
She could only purse her lips and watch as Chu Feng tactfully stepped away.
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