Loyal Heart Roaming the Skies

【Rank 97 in the Meridian Realm.】

This is Jiang Wang's final result in the Illusory Realm Meridian Realm Matching Battle. He broke into the top one hundred.

In the last few battles, he narrowly won with heavy injuries. If he were to do it again, he might not be able to achieve the same result.

Jiang Wang understood that this was his current limit.

There was a small line of text after this information: For ranks 100 to 50, for every day maintained, ten points of merit will be awarded.

But it had nothing to do with Jiang Wang anymore. He decided to break through to the Circulating Realm today.

Indeed, in the Meridian Realm, he still had untapped potential, such as using the Dao Platform and the remaining 2800 points of merit to deduce the more powerful Dao arts he could master at this stage. For example, waiting for the completion of the Four Spirits Body Refining Art.

But compared to his cultivation itself, these were just side branches.

Zhen Wudi was proficient in various Dao arts, not because he had endless energy, nor because he was stuck in the Meridian Realm and couldn't progress. It was because he was truly talented, and most Dao arts were easy for him to learn and understand without expending too much energy.

However, even for such a genius, he had always been refining his own Little Circulating Realm and contemplating what kind of Little Three would be most suitable. These were things they discussed during their idle chats.

But for Jiang Wang, his Little Circulating Realm was something that naturally fell into place.

Just like a flame flower, the seed sprouted and bloomed naturally.

He increasingly felt the greatness of life.

...

Jiang Wang sat cross-legged, his mind immersed in the Heavenly Palace.

The frantic battles and matches in the Illusory Realm were to see the limits he could reach before breaking through. And when his Little Circulating Realm was perfected, he chose to go with the flow and not pursue invincibility in the Meridian Realm.

The two star river Dao rotations constructed by Jiang Wang were the Sun Rotation and the Moon Rotation.

Now, the third Dao rotation naturally became the Stars, returning to the starry universe.

The first Dao rotation was the Sun, the Circulating Star Formation, starting from the Sun. The sun rises and the world is illuminated.

The second Dao rotation was the Moon, and the Taiyin Star was almost connected to everything about him. Only the bright moon can reflect one's true heart.

The third Dao rotation was the Stars, with the sun and moon in the starry river.

The sun, moon, and starry river traversed the celestial bodies and the infinite universe.

When the last Dao element was embedded, the Circulating Star Formation diagram lit up again, and the Star Xuan Formation was completed.

In the dome of the Heavenly Palace, the sun, moon, and stars rotated, creating a beautiful scene.

Thus, the Little Circulating Realm was perfected.

The brilliance of the sun, moon, and stars intertwined, illuminating the Heavenly Palace.

Jiang Wang could clearly sense that the Heavenly Palace had "expanded".

It was not just in terms of space.

He could now imprint a Dao art that he was extremely familiar with onto the dome, freezing his first instant-casting Dao art.

This Dao art, of course, could only be the Flame Flower.

In the fourteenth year of Zhuang Li Yongtai, on November 24th, Jiang Wang established the third Dao rotation. He completed the cycle of the Little Circulating Realm and officially stepped into the Circulating Realm.

Imprinting the instant-casting Dao art, Flame Flower.

From opening the meridians to laying the foundation, it took him a full four months. But from the Meridian Realm to the Circulating Realm, he only took two months. This was a response to the choices he made before laying the foundation.

Today's results are the consequences of yesterday's actions.

...

The courtyard door creaked open.

Wang Changji sighed helplessly, "Why are you back again? Is cultivating in the county courtyard so easy?"

As he spoke, he turned his head from the recliner and saw the old man walking into the courtyard.

All his expressions disappeared, and his lips pursed.

The fat orange cat was lying on his stomach, lazily licking its paws.

The old man was in good spirits, walking steadily and powerfully.

He snorted from his nostrils, "What, can't even greet your own father when you see him?"

"Father." Wang Changji called out in a very indifferent tone.

This attitude made the old man even more displeased, so he snorted again, "Playing with stray cats all day, reading idle books, not focusing on your duties!"

Wang Changji didn't even bother to argue that the little orange cat was not a stray cat. He just stroked its fat head and remained silent.

With his hands behind his back, the old man took two steps before giving an order, "Recently, there's a vacancy in the account room. You've at least read some books, so go gain some experience there."

"I won't go."

"Why won't you go?" The old man frowned, "Are you too noble to deal with mundane matters?"

"Your son is naturally indifferent and incapable of doing anything well. Father, please leave."

"Who are you driving away? Your food, clothing, and shelter, which of them isn't provided by your father?"

"I'm moving out." Wang Changji stood up from the recliner, carrying the orange cat, and walked out without even packing anything.

"Stop!" The old man furiously pointed his finger at his forehead, "Are you deliberately trying to anger your father?"

Wang Changji took a small step back, letting the old man's finger leave his forehead. He spoke in a calm voice, "I don't understand. All I do is read books, play with the cat, plant vegetables, and cook meals. Who am I bothering? What are you so angry about?"

"You are my son, Wang Lianshan. You can't just be a useless freeloader!"

"Useless? Ha, useless..." Wang Changji lowered his head to scratch the fat cat in his arms, "Look at this useless creature."

In fact, the father and son looked quite similar. Ignoring their conversation, the scene of them alone in the small courtyard was surprisingly harmonious. However, compared to the anger in Wang Lianshan's eyes, Wang Changji's gaze was too indifferent.

Wang Lianshan, struggling to control his temper, said stiffly, "Your younger brother is very talented, a seed for cultivation. Since you can't cultivate, you should take on the mundane tasks. I'm getting old..."

Wang Changji interrupted his rare moment of warmth, "Don't even. You're a cultivator of the Circulating Realm. Unless something unexpected happens, I'll die before you."

Wang Lianshan was used to having the final say in the clan. The only time he was ever questioned was when he invested a lot of resources in his eldest son, only to end up with a good-for-nothing.

Fortunately, his younger son, Wang Changxiang, quickly grew up, and his authority was now unshakeable.

Unable to restrain his temper any longer, he snapped, "How clear do I need to make it? Your current useless state, other than making your brother worry, what good does it do? He has to come back to see you every few days, do you know how fierce the competition is in the county academy?"

"So that's why you suddenly started caring about me..." Wang Changji smiled faintly, "I see!"

"Who else would bother with you? I don't care if you want to be useless, but if you affect Changxiang's cultivation, I'll break your legs!"

"You can't talk about my brother like that!"

It was Wang Changxiang's voice.

He stood outside the courtyard, travel-worn. The setting sun was behind him, half sunk.

His usually gentle face was filled with anger.

"Bastard!" Wang Lianshan turned around in fury, "How dare you talk to your father like that?"

"I'm sorry, father." Wang Changxiang instinctively lowered his head to apologize, but quickly raised it again, "But I can pay for my brother's food, clothing, and housing. You shouldn't interfere with his life."

Wang Lianshan was silent for a while. "If he wants to be useless, let him be. But remember your duty! The clan provides resources for your cultivation, not for you to slack off!"

"I will work hard on my cultivation." Wang Changxiang said seriously, "And, don't call him useless again."

"One by one, they're all growing wings!" Wang Lianshan left in a huff, "I don't care anymore. Do whatever you want!"

The two brothers watched as he left the courtyard.

"Why did you stop him?" Wang Changji asked indifferently, "I am useless."

"You're not!" Wang Changxiang immediately turned to look at him.

Seeing his younger brother's stubborn expression, Wang Changji couldn't help but laugh, "Alright, alright, I'm not."

He flicked the orange cat's head with his finger, "It is."

The little orange cat didn't understand what these boring humans were talking about. It just wriggled in Wang Changji's arms and meowed softly.

The world seemed to finally have a bit of life.