No wonder the Reincarnation Saint hadn’t completed the construction of the Six Paths Reincarnation even after all this time—no one else could either. But that Wuliang, Lan Xiaobu couldn’t help but admire him. If he hadn’t come here, would that guy have already started building the Six Paths Reincarnation?
However, the idea of perfecting these fragmented Six Paths Laws only flickered through Lan Xiaobu’s mind briefly before he firmly resolved to comprehend the Construction Reincarnation Laws here and create his own version of them. He wouldn’t use a single one of the broken law fragments in this place.
Just as he had grasped the Entry Reincarnation Laws in the Reincarnation Nirvana Barrier before, since his cultivation technique was self-created, why couldn’t he forge his own Six Paths?
No longer fixated on piecing together these shattered laws, Lan Xiaobu immersed himself in sensing the Construction Reincarnation Laws within the Six Paths. In no time, he lost track of time, sinking deep into comprehension.
Endless fragmented Six Paths Laws swirled around him ceaselessly. He continuously peeled away their rhythmic essence, and his own aura gradually merged with the Reincarnation Pool as the law fragments flowed.
Three years passed in a flash. Suddenly, Lan Xiaobu opened his eyes and waved his hand, unleashing a crystal-clear law infused with countless reincarnation auras—seemingly layered, yet also like a single empty domain.
“So this is the Construction Reincarnation Law,” Lan Xiaobu murmured. He could now wield it effortlessly. If he could also comprehend the Past Life, Present Life, Future Life, and Reincarnation Laws, he’d have a chance to build a complete Six Paths Reincarnation. The Construction Law merely qualified him to establish a reincarnation channel, while the Entry Law only opened the door to sensing the Construction Law.
Gazing at the still-endless reincarnation law fragments around him, Lan Xiaobu sighed with emotion.
Sometimes, a shift in perspective was crucial. Cultivation shared this universal truth with other pursuits. If he’d clung to the idea of extracting all the Construction Law fragments from these broken Six Paths Laws, fusing them, repairing their gaps, and forming the Construction Reincarnation Law, it might have taken him millennia with no guarantee of success.
But by breaking from convention, he’d used the rhythmic essence of these fragmented Construction Laws to comprehend and forge his own entirely new Construction Reincarnation Law. While it might not outshine the original, for him, it was a hundred times better than taking the pool’s version.
Moreover, as his cultivation and Dao insight grew, his Construction Law would continue to refine itself. Whether his Reincarnation Dao suited him was something only he could judge.
Stepping out of the Reincarnation Pool, Lan Xiaobu looked at the Reincarnation Saint, who sat in the distance sensing the Six Paths Law aura outside. “Friend Reincarnation, I’m going to explore a bit. I’ll come find you later.”
“Brother Lan, you’ve already finished comprehending the Construction Reincarnation Law in the pool?” The Reincarnation Saint stared at him, puzzled. By all accounts, someone like Lan Xiaobu—a towering figure among ancient powers—shouldn’t leave the Reincarnation Pool so soon. Anyone else would fully grasp the Construction Law before departing.
“I’ve gained a vague understanding and some initial insights. I plan to comprehend the remaining Six Paths Laws. You should hurry and sense the Construction Law, then step into the Sixth-Turn Saint level. Oh, a tip—the pool’s fragmented Six Paths Laws are too numerous. Slowly comprehending them could take thousands of years with no certainty of success. I suggest using the Construction Laws here to create your own version. It’s a new approach: if it doesn’t break, it won’t stand.”
To speed up the Reincarnation Saint’s progress, Lan Xiaobu shared his findings openly.
The Reincarnation Saint gave a wry smile. “I tried that long ago. If it were possible, I wouldn’t still be stuck here.”
Lan Xiaobu could see this logic, and so could he. He’d attempted it repeatedly, only to fail each time.
Lan Xiaobu chuckled. “You tried elsewhere. This is the Reincarnation Pool—give it another go here. You might find something new. Once you grasp the Construction Law, call me right away. I need to know my friend’s situation.”
“Alright, Brother Lan, rest assured,” the Reincarnation Saint replied promptly.
After leaving the pool, Lan Xiaobu didn’t venture far immediately. He stopped outside the Reincarnation Dao Patterns.
These patterns were a lethal weapon. If he could master their divine ability, it’d be a killer trump card.
Though the Cosmic Dimensional Model had already mapped their structure, Lan Xiaobu ignored it, probing the patterns with his divine sense again.
Even after comprehending the Construction Law inside, his divine sense was instantly shredded upon touching the patterns. Clearly, exiting the wall from within was simple, but entering from outside was tough.
Far from dismayed, Lan Xiaobu was thrilled—the stronger their shredding power, the better.
Time ticked by. He didn’t know how the Reincarnation Saint was progressing with the pool’s Construction Laws, but his own grasp of the Reincarnation Dao Patterns had stalled. He’d executed them several times, but their power paled compared to the wall’s, let alone being combat-ready.
His version merely used the Construction Law to form Six Paths Laws, then shaped them into devouring patterns.
Sadly, the power was lackluster. Far from consuming others’ divine sense or energy, it could barely block an ordinary cultivator’s probe—nothing like his Seven Kills ability.
Lan Xiaobu sighed. Ideals and reality were worlds apart.
Just as he prepared to seek the remaining Six Paths Law imprint locations, a thought hit him: since these were Reincarnation Dao Patterns, could they tie into all Six Paths Laws?
With this in mind, he tried again. This time, he rooted the patterns in the Entry Reincarnation Law, then unleashed a killing momentum via the Construction Law.
To his delight, the power more than doubled—still short of his goal, but he gained clarity: the patterns likely drew from all Six Paths Laws.
To master this ability, he’d need to comprehend the full set.
He’d come for the Six Paths Laws anyway, and now held two. Mastering all six wasn’t out of reach. He pulled out the eighteen jade slips—two from the Reincarnation Saint, sixteen from Wuliang—and sorted them.
Eleven were for Past Life Laws, five for Future Life Laws, and two for Present Life Laws.
What baffled him was the absence of the Reincarnation Law imprint location, the most vital in his eyes. Either it didn’t exist here, or Wuliang had withheld it.
Unfazed, he picked the nearest Present Life Law location.
With teleportation, he reached a canyon in a day.
Its exterior resembled the pool’s outskirts, teeming with endless law fragments, but these were more shattered and chaotic, mixed with other cosmic law fragments beyond the Six Paths.
Extracting and refining Present Life Law fragments here would be daunting.
As his divine sense probed, his mind was pulled in, envisioning himself mastering the Present Life Law and proving Eternal Sainthood…
Before he could dream further, the Fortune Dao Tree snapped him awake.
Staring at the canyon, he thought, *It can manipulate the mind into subconsciously crafting a Present Life path.*
Something was wrong. A chill ran through him. Even with all Six Paths Laws, he’d only reach the Fourth-Turn Saint level, not Eternal Sainthood.
His urgent goal wasn’t Eternal Sainthood, but to help the Reincarnation Saint reach the Sixth-Turn level to trace Su Cen’s soul reincarnation.
Taking a deep breath, he was certain these Present Life Law fragments were tampered with—likely Wuliang’s work. Comprehending them could trap him in Wuliang’s Dao.
If Wuliang had rigged them, why destroy the jade slips?
It clicked quickly. Wuliang assumed Lan Xiaobu’s strength would let him break the restrictions and see the slips before Wuliang took the scroll. Even if he couldn’t, Wuliang would ensure he could peek first.
Seeing the unprotected slips, Lan Xiaobu could copy their contents instantly, even without the Cosmic Dimensional Model. Destroying them afterward would only deepen his trust in their authenticity.
Lan Xiaobu sighed inwardly. These old foxes were cunning. He’d thought Wuliang fell for his trick, but he’d been the one ensnared. Without the Fortune Dao Tree, he’d be in Wuliang’s Dao. Without the Cosmic Dimensional Model, he’d have gained nothing beyond driving Wuliang off.
He silently warned himself—he’d underestimated these ancient beings.
