Chapter 77

Driving the Black Cloud Banner through the air, Lin Feng pondered the matter of the Thunder Sound Great Rejuvenation Pill while nervously entering the system.

It seemed that this damn system had issued a new mission.

Having gathered four disciples, Lin Feng had completed the first main mission. This time, with a new mission issued, it should not be a side mission but a new main mission.

Main Mission 1.1 — Establish the Foundational Dao Techniques of the Sect.

Mission Description: A sect that can absorb and integrate the Dao techniques and divine abilities of other lineages is certainly good, but it must also innovate and build upon existing foundations to reach a new level. It must possess its own unique Dao techniques and divine abilities to lead the pack, endure for ages, and establish the status of the premier sect.

Mission Deadline: One year. Failure to complete within the time limit will result in the immediate elimination of the host.

Reading the mission description, Lin Feng nodded in agreement, feeling the same way.

He was planning to establish a sect, so of course, he needed to have unique foundational Dao techniques for his sect. Continuously using others' Dao techniques and divine abilities could lead to awkward situations if someone recognized them, but that was secondary.

No matter how powerful others' Dao techniques and divine abilities were, they were still others' legacies. How could they serve as the foundation of his own sect?

To establish a sect, he needed to create something original, and his self-created and self-realized Dao techniques and divine abilities had to surpass all existing ones to be considered the legacy of the premier sect.

However, upon seeing the mission deadline, Lin Feng's face darkened.

Again, only one year. But creating original Dao techniques and divine abilities was no easy task.

Lin Feng sighed with a bitter smile. His dream of becoming a powerful expert after a hundred years of seclusion and then wreaking havoc was shattered once more.

"At the very least, let me reach the Foundation Establishment stage first," Lin Feng thought. He was already at the peak of the Qi Condensation stage, and the next step was to open the Qi Sea and establish the Dao Foundation, a qualitative leap from the Qi Condensation stage to the Foundation Establishment stage, which would greatly enhance his strength.

Although he had just swept away three Golden Core cultivators, Lin Feng was well aware that it was the power of the War God Puppet, not his own.

The combat power of the War God Puppet was directly proportional to the strength of the power source provided to it.

The power like today's sacrifice of Sima Nan would be hard to achieve again in the short term. Such a powerful old demon falling into his hands was a rare and fortunate event.

Currently, Lin Feng did not even have enough resources to make the War God Puppet move, let alone match today's combat power.

Unless he provided the War God Puppet with a relic as a power source.

However, the Twenty-Four Heavenly Arhats Formation was Lin Feng's strongest weapon besides the War God Puppet. Missing even one relic would prevent him from setting up the formation. Unless absolutely necessary, Lin Feng did not want to take that step.

Therefore, Lin Feng decided to advance to the Foundation Establishment stage first. After reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, he could re-refine the relics, reducing the number needed for the formation, changing the Twenty-Four Heavenly Arhats Formation to the Eighteen Arhats or Sixteen Arhats.

Although the power of the Arhats Formation would decrease, it would free up enough power sources for the War God Puppet, which was clearly a good deal.

However, just as Lin Feng had this thought, the system immediately popped up a prompt.

After reading it, Lin Feng almost fainted.

"Establishing the Dao Foundation is the first step in the long journey of immortality, and the most important foundation. The host must use the sect's self-created foundational Dao techniques to establish the Dao Foundation."

Lin Feng felt a wave of chest tightness. At this moment, he had nothing to say but curses.

He should have known that this damn system was always more troublesome than expected.

"Foundation Dao Technique Creation System activated. Do you want to enter immediately?"

Lin Feng grunted and clicked to enter. The system's voice continued, "The host should meditate on an image, and the system will automatically create the Dao technique based on the image."

"Could it be that simple?" Lin Feng calmed down and thought. It sounded simple; he just needed to imagine a picture in his mind.

But what should he use? Something silly or serious?

After careful consideration, Lin Feng restrained his urge to be silly.

A skyscraper rises from the ground. If he sought temporary pleasure and compromised his foundation, it would affect the completion of future missions. He was sure this broken system wouldn't hesitate to give him a quick end.

Foundation Dao technique... Foundation Dao technique... Lin Feng thought, and an image of black and white blending appeared in his mind.

The Taiji.

In this world, it seemed there was no Taiji diagram. The symbol of the Daoist holy site, the Great Void Temple, was just a white auspicious cloud.

"Host's thought confirmed, creation begins..."

Listening to the emotionless mechanical voice, Lin Feng sighed. If only he could try something like Transformers or Pikachu.

"The *Tian Dao Jing* creation successful..."

A scene appeared in Lin Feng's mind, a void where a Taiji diagram emerged.

The Taiji diagram rotated, transforming into black and white, filling the entire void.

Then, from the black and white poles, the Four Symbols of Earth, Water, Fire, and Wind emerged.

The chaotic Earth, Water, Fire, and Wind in the void stabilized and further evolved into the Eight Trigrams of Heaven, Earth, Wind, Thunder, Water, Fire, Mountain, and Marsh.

Lin Feng watched this scene and realized, "This is the Taiji generating the Two Instruments, the Two Instruments generating the Four Symbols, and the Four Symbols generating the Eight Trigrams..."

The eight trigrams divided into eight directions, solidifying in the void as eight black holes, which then stopped changing. The system's voice sounded again, "Please choose a foundational reference Dao technique to create the first chapter of the *Tian Dao Jing*, the *Eight Trigrams Chapter*."

Lin Feng's heart stirred slightly. He carefully examined the eight trigrams and, connecting with the system's prompt, had a guess: "Does this mean I need to gather eight existing Dao techniques from this world and fuse them to create a new, original Dao technique?"

Thinking this, Lin Feng decided to test it: "The eight trigrams should not be just for show; they must have certain requirements or represent the original attributes of the Dao techniques."

Lin Feng silently thought of the Nine Heavens Thunder Righteousness Technique, and the black hole representing "Thunder" in the void suddenly lit up, turning into a white light.

Then, he thought of the Yellow Spring Nirvana Technique, and the black hole representing "Water" also turned into a white light.

To further test his hypothesis, Lin Feng thought of another water-based Dao technique, the Vast River Technique, but this time, the remaining six black holes showed no reaction.

"It seems that's how it works," Lin Feng exhaled.

Next, he thought of the Immovable Ming King Technique and the Ksitigarbha Sutra, and the black holes representing "Fire" and "Earth" also lit up with white light.

Looking at the remaining four black holes, Lin Feng frowned slightly, "Heaven, Wind, Mountain, and Marsh? Heaven, Wind, Mountain, and Marsh... Wait!"

Lin Feng's heart suddenly stirred, and a small black mountain, about the size of a fist, trembled in his palm. It was the life-bound magical tool of the old man Yue, which had been knocked away by the War God Puppet and secretly retrieved by Lin Feng using the Black Cloud Banner.

This small black mountain, which could grow or shrink, had been severely damaged by the War God Puppet and had lost most of its spiritual nature, requiring re-refinement.

What Lin Feng was concerned about was not the magical tool itself but the faint inscriptions on the mountain.

"The Great Mountain Book... Ha ha, indeed, this is heaven's help!"

Lin Feng laughed happily. To enhance its power, the old man Yue had inscribed part of his sect's Dao technique, the Great Mountain Book, on this magical tool.

Thinking of the Great Mountain Book, the black hole representing "Mountain" in the void also lit up with white light.

With more than half of the self-created Dao technique completed, Lin Feng's spirits soared, "There are still Heaven, Wind, and Marsh. Hmm, I've accumulated quite a few exchange points, and taking Wang Lin as a disciple rewarded me with a chance to draw a prize."

Thinking this, Lin Feng immediately entered the exchange system.