Then the egg capsules, like seeds, stretched out maggot-like root tendrils, deeply planted into the culture medium to absorb nutrients, and began to develop. By nightfall, they bloomed and bore fruit, producing a purple-black lotus and growing a human-sized fruit. Upon peeling the skin, the old maggot’s old face emerged.
The old maggot, with a sly grin, also sprouted eight spider-like eyes from its forehead, emitting eight beams of red light scanning the surroundings. It gathered the eight beams and directed them toward the sky dome, transmitting information back to the landing site. Thus, the communication link between the ground and the sky was established.
As night fell, with fireflies scattered and meteor showers descending, the scattered rotten meat in orbit began to fall. With a head looking up from the ground, the old maggot would naturally push the Taixu Shrimp into the trench without fail. These meteors, guided by the eyes on the head, precisely crossed the snow peak icefield, plunged into the deep crevices traversing the snow summit, and thunderously exploded beneath the ice cap, creating meteor craters, melting large amounts of snow, and raising the temperature beneath the ice to a suitable range for fungal growth.
Then the small shrimps followed suit, like scattered spores, floated down like balloons from the sky, swaying and plunging into the ice gorge, bursting with a puff below the cliffs, emitting a pungent corpse vapor that spread meat paste across the entire valley, quickly forming a seedbed mycelium blanket.
Finally, the Taixu Shrimp fell, like a crashing whale, disintegrating in a gravity-induced explosion, spewing a mass of intestines like lava caves, splashing viscous blood fat everywhere, crashing to the bottom of the valley, explosively filling the deep ice crevice with a river of blood and flesh, sacrificially opening a new cycle.
Of course, due to deviations from the original plan ahead of schedule, there were inevitably losses to the Earth Mother Fungus, and some research species might be afflicted. But with the heavenly materials and treasures Tie Dan’s family collected, and life essence replenished by hunting Returning Void old monsters, they could eventually be cultivated again.
The colonial endeavor in the Different World is truly an astounding Daoist Skill, but the scene is still too disgusting...
"Many thanks to the senior for his assistance. Mo Mountain people gratefully remember this great favor."
Thus, the next day when the sun rose, the old maggot went to the snow peak to offer thanks to Tie Dan.
"There’s no need to thank me, I didn’t do anything."
Tie Dan wasn’t being modest; after all, he didn’t know the magic of Different World colonization, he was just watching for fun.
The old maggot had exhausted its Primordial Spirit, Qi Power depleted, nearly half dead from pushing the Taixu Shrimp down the orbit alone, calculating and observing the fall point. It rested and recovered its Qi until this moment to rise.
Yuan Qingqing was also busy, bustling around, utilizing various materials from the inventory, crafting a simple airship from Beast Skin and Beast Bones, filling it with hot air. When the Taixu Shrimp fell, she retrieved the Mars Moths one by one, placing them in Skin Sacks, urgently transporting them to the greenhouse to prevent them from freezing to death in the icy environment.
After the Taixu Shrimp crashed into the ice fissure, exploding into a swamp of blood and flesh, regardless of the stench and horrific scene, she flew around, releasing the Earth Mother Fungus, dispersing it underground, spreading it in the ice lake’s mycelium blanket for cultivation.
Despite the chaos, Yuan Qingqing and her companions seemed joyful, indicating a successful colonization.
"Have you completed your matters?"
"Yes, these are Mo Mountain elementary school textbooks, please review them, Lord."
The old maggot wasted no time, casting Divine Light to imprint dense scriptures on the ice wall.
Because he constantly chatted with Yuan Qingqing these two days, Tie Dan learned that Mo Mountain’s elementary school textbooks indeed taught the cultivation path. The old maggot, serving as Guardian Master, also acted as a colonial ship’s elementary school teacher, guiding children in literacy, reading, and cultivation. For Mo Mountain, these cultivation methods were foundational, accessible to all, hence not likely to be misleading.
Upon closer inspection, Tie Dan felt there was something wrong with these cultivation methods.
They’re too superficial. Previously in the Primordial Spirit Illusion Realm, he thought the simplicity was meant for children’s textbooks. Yet now it seems the entire Mo Mountain primary education is overly simplistic, merely following instructions, more of a manual than educative doctrine. It instructs on actions without addressing reasons.
Take, for instance, how Mo Mountain’s elementary curriculum included Thunder Skill. But they taught not how to communicate with the heavens, perceive the magnetic element, or harness Heavenly Thunder, nor dismantle Yin Yang Five Elements Thirty-Six Thunders.
Instead, they taught how to hold one’s hand, how to gesture the mantra, how to absorb Qi, how to diligently memorize drawing Thunder Talismans and toss them. They seldom questioned why they were able to summon thunder or why not, merely advising if Heavenly Thunder fails to discharge, swiftly replace it with hand grenades...
"Indeed, the elementary schools only teach Magic, not the Dao. We Mo Mountain people are mostly ordinary, not possessing high natural talent or comprehension, nor the longevity to delve deeply into the principles. Understanding and usage suffices for us. If genuinely interested, one may pursue advanced study under the Taoist Ancestor after university."