Holding Rain

Standing before you is the Quicklime Martial Saint, the founder of the Taiyang Fist, the Flower Folding Master of Dinghu, Half-step Master Invincible Under Heaven, the First Sword of Xuanmen, the Judicial God, and Taiyi.
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After the end of the Dharma, a time of grand corruption descends, the world devoid of spiritual essence, and the system of Dao fruits takes precedence.
Embracing Dao fruits, ascending step by step, thereby possessing the power of gods and saints, transcending the ordinary to achieve holiness.
'Just like this,' Jiang Li said while summoning a dog, 'Heavenly Dog, bite him.'

Taiyi Dao Fruit

The beauty, appearing as a hundred flowers, split in two, her delicate and charming face cracking open—even though no flesh and blood lay within, just an emptiness.


A lingering shadow suddenly withdrew from that emptiness; in a fleeting glance, Jiang Li met a pair of eyes that were nearly transparent.


These eyes so closely resembled the ones that had manifested in Ji Jiji's body that day.


That shadowy figure halted a few yards away, steadying itself to reveal its true form—not Ji Jiji, but rather a cultured middle-aged man.


The man had handsome features, dressed in Confucian robes, with a wooden hairpin in his hair. His bearing was that of a scholar, elegant and refined, yet those eyes, indifferent and abyss-like, harbored myriad mysteries, incongruous with his scholarly demeanor.


Chapter 61 Returning the Bright Pearl, Heaven Does Not Restore