The Wish Granting Spell was the Fate Dao Art that Tang Jie had spent three months creating.
Unlike his past Dao Arts, this was not a Dao Art created from nothing, but the combination of a damaged Dao armament and the Fates of countless people. Moreover, it could only be used twelve times.
After twelve uses, the Wish Granting Book would disappear, as would Tang Jie’s Fate Dao Art. But at that time, he could try to reform the Dao Art. Whether he found another Fate Dao armament or tried to rely on his own abilities would depend on where he was at that point.
The reason it had been so complicated to make was naturally that it was just too powerful.
The Dao of Fate could develop in many different directions. At its apex, one could predict the future or control all things, but none of this could compare to the Wish Granting Spell. Predicting the future didn’t necessarily mean that one could use the future, and the “all things” that one could control only referred to ordinary things. The higher the level of the existence, the more difficult it was to control. Only the Wish Granting Spell could truly bring about whatever one wanted. This was why creating this Dao art required expending a Fate Dao armament, and even then, he could only use it twelve times.
And there was also a limit to the extent of the wish granted.
Firstly, the Wish Granting Spell only worked on those existences controlled by the Dao of Fate. While this referred to the vast majority of existences, there were a few that were immune to the Wish Granting Spell.
Secondly, all events had to have some plausible reason behind them. In other words, if you wanted something to happen, it had to be possible in the first place. If it was utterly impossible, then it would not happen. For example, if Tang Jie wished for Wei Tianchong and the others to succeed, it was because each of them had a chance to succeed. Even if it was as tiny as 0.0000001%, so long as it was there, it could happen. But if Tang Jie wished for a mortal to reach Violet Palace, well, that was just impossible, so the Wish Granting Spell would fail.
Finally, one needed to expend Fate Dao power. The more difficult the wish was to realize and the lower the starting chances of success, the more Dao power it would consume. And this Dao power could not be stored for later. If the wish granted was too difficult for one’s Dao power, then the wish would fail to be realized. Fortunately, the page would remain intact.
As he quietly meditated, outside, the world had gone crazy.
One night went by very quickly, and the next morning, 36 people gathered on the Zephyr Mountains. To make things easier for them, each of them occupied one mountain. Although Tang Jie hadn’t appeared, the Basking Moon Sect had already sent people to inform them that the Immortal Sovereign would use the Peaceful Divine Abode Classic from the shadows to protect them, so everyone could simply focus on their breakthroughs. As a result, they began without hesitation.
They hadn’t expected too much. It was only a single opportunity, and they knew that their success wasn’t guaranteed. However, just experiencing it once would give them more confidence for next time.
But as they were breaking through, violet light erupted from one mountain after another, meaning that their occupants had successfully reached Violet Palace.
One or two was rather normal, but there were eventually so many bursts of light that the spectating crowd was blinded.
When all 36 had concluded their sessions, the gathered cultivators discovered that 16 people had succeeded.
16 out of 36 was a shocking number.
But even more shocking was that all twelve from the Basking Moon Sect had succeeded, with only four non–Basking Moon Sect individuals succeeding, one of them being Tang Jie’s close friend Shen Qingdan.
Everyone realized that this probably wasn’t a coincidence.
Nobody would believe it if Tang Jie said he hadn’t paid them special attention, and it seemed like Tang Jie had no plans on hiding it.
But they originally believed that Tang Jie was only able to ensure that nobody died. Now, it seemed that he could guarantee a successful breakthrough! The two held totally different meanings.
Alas, there was no point in envy. Tang Jie clearly had no plans on helping anybody extra. Guaranteeing that the rest didn’t die and had a chance to try again was enough to fulfill his promise, and he wouldn’t take responsibility for anything else.
The only thing they could do was glare with red eyes. If this were anyone else, they might have resorted to threats and intimidation, but the Basking Moon Sect reigned supreme, so they didn’t even have the right to try things the hard way.
This incident caused Tang Jie’s reputation to rise even higher. Not even considering anything else, the spots at Basking Moon Academy became many times more contested, and that little courtyard in the Student Forest that Tang Jie had stayed in for one night became a holy land, visited by countless students every year.
This was all for later. Right now, the cultivators who had just experienced this event were rather agitated and caused quite the ruckus on the scene.
One person resentfully said, “The Immortal Sovereign is showing a little too much bias here. We all received invitations, so why did he treat them so generously and us so coldly?”
“That’s right! I fought through a sea of blood to get this invitation. The Immortal Sovereign should have treated us all equally.”
“Let’s find the Immortal Sovereign and demand an explanation!”
“Let’s find the Immortal Sovereign and demand an explanation!”
The riled-up crowd began to protest.
They completely forgot that Tang Jie didn’t owe them anything, and only felt that they had been treated unfairly.
The Basking Moon Sect’s disciples issued threats and tried to intimidate them, but the anger had gone to their heads. It wasn’t that they weren’t afraid of the Basking Moon Sect, but that they had momentarily forgotten about it, seeking momentary pleasure and shouting whatever thought came to their mind. Even in this era of cultivators, it wasn’t unheard of for the laws to not punish the masses, and it was generally a taboo to kill several dozen peak Celestial Heart cultivators at once. Strength could let one conquer the world, but it wasn’t suitable for ruling it. Any ruler that sought long-term peace would want to peacefully resolve anything that could be peacefully resolved.
It was with this hope that everyone protested.
But as they shouted, there was a great rumbling, and what happened next stunned the world once more.
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After one day and one night of recovery, Tang Jie had fully recovered his Fate Dao power.
Without caring about what was happening outside, he took out the Wish Granting Book and wrote:
“The Basking Moon Sect will remain at its zenith and rule Rosecloud for ten thousand years!”
After writing this, Tang Jie placed his hand on the book and began to pump in Dao power.
This was the promise he had made to Ling Xiao and the others: to create an eternal golden age for the Basking Moon Sect. Compared to the favor of Fate, the Wish Granting Spell was far more reliable and effective.
Of course, such a gigantic wish was not easy to realize, but it had to be remembered that the Basking Moon Sect was already the lord of Rosecloud and in the middle of its golden age. Even without Tang Jie’s wish, the Basking Moon Sect could have ruled for at least several thousand years without a problem, and persisting for ten thousand years was no problem. What was difficult was ten thousand years at its zenith. After all, the Primordial Fog Calamity’s threat was everpresent, and each calamity reshuffled the deck, with numerous reigning factions falling. To maintain the zenith for ten thousand years meant outlasting three Primordial Fog Calamities, which required a certain degree of luck.
This luck didn’t rest in how strong the Basking Moon Sect had become, but rather how strong would be the force the Primordial Fog Domain aimed at it. If it wasn’t too strong, the sect could easily overcome the calamity.
This was where the Wish Granting Spell was primarily targeted.
Of course, unless there were specific requirements, there was no need to state it. All that was required was the result.
A moment later, the page began to light up, the Rosecloud Domain appearing upon the page. Above that landscape was the Basking Moon Sect, sitting above it all like the noon sun.
This majestic sight was even more impressive than the current state of the Basking Moon Sect.
This wasn’t strange. If a sect was able to remain at its peak for ten thousand years, it had to have accumulated impressive strength, most likely producing numerous Earth Immortals. Previously, the six major sects could barely manage to bring up a single Earth Immortal, and if they died, they would have to start all over. This made it difficult to accumulate a powerful force.
Tang Jie sought ten thousand years at the peak not merely because he only had enough power for it, but because this was a very important step for a sect. In the future, if they didn’t make any critical missteps, they would have limitless potential.
The page grew brighter and brighter, but Tang Jie suddenly felt his strength running out. He realized that he was in trouble, that he lacked the Dao power to complete the wish.
He could give up and perhaps try again tomorrow with lower conditions. However, to lower the conditions meant dropping one Primordial Fog Calamity, which was a reduction of three thousand years. Tang Jie didn’t want to cut down the time so severely, but he also couldn’t linger in the Rosecloud Domain until he one day had enough Fate Dao power to fulfill this wish. Thus, he took out the Mountain River State Diagram and thrust his hand inside. “Lend me a hand!”
These words were instantly transmitted to the minds of every individual in the Yellow Court World.
All the creatures immediately prostrated and began to chant Tang Jie’s name.
As the sounds of prayer rang out, a Fate Vortex appeared in the Yellow Court World, concentrated on Tang Jie’s hand, sending all that Fate power to him.
This was the advantage of a small world. Whatever one wanted, even Fate power, could be provided. Of course, this wasn’t an infinite resource, and such support would slow down the Yellow Court World’s development. However, it wasn’t a big problem.
The Dao power flowed out of the world and then into the page.
The page grew brighter and brighter, and after a few moments, it was done.
Without hesitation, Tang Jie tore off the page, and it dissolved into motes of light.
The cultivators gathered on the Zephyr Mountains heard a massive rumbling.
The sky seemed to grow shorter, some immense will descending upon this world.
In a flash, this vast will was gone, but every person felt something unusual in the depths of their hearts.
It was hard to describe, a sense of safety, a boundless confidence in the future.
When they looked at the Zephyr Mountains, at the Starsnatch Pagoda, they felt an unprecedented majesty, like mortals gazing upon Gods!
Everyone gazed at the horizon in dumbfounded awe, and then they got down on their knees.
Yun Tianlan, Ling Xiao, and Xiao Biehan realized that something big had happened.
“What happened?” Ming Yekong, whose level was a little lower, still didn’t understand.
“Tang Jie fulfilled his promise,” Xiao Biehan replied.