The Void Realm.
Beside a small village in some place, a lone small wooden house stood quietly.
The wooden house was near the foot of the mountain, with lush trees beside it, but they did not block the sunlight.
A patch of land was tilled beside the entrance of the wooden house, and many vegetable plants were neatly planted within it.
Two or three chickens and ducks roamed nearby, chirping and foraging.
A pastoral and leisurely life unfolded before the eyes.
And at the entrance of the wooden house.
A young man had a relaxed expression on his face.
Before him, a plain easel, as tall as a person, was placed quietly.
One hand held a paintbrush, while the other looked around at the scenery.
The paintbrush in his hand was also sketching on the easel.
A pleasing and leisurely landscape painting was soon formed.
Towering trees, lush green grass, and chickens and ducks at his feet were all lifelike, making one feel as if they were personally there.
But this painting, which had just been created, seemed to be more than just that.
Upon closer inspection, it even seemed to possess a subtle, indefinable artistic conception.
This painting was merely an ordinary artwork, and the materials used were the most common.
However, if this painting were to be seen by some fortunate cultivators, and they were to glimpse the artistic conception within it.
Perhaps, just one glance would be enough to bring them enlightenment and greatly increase their cultivation.
This was unrelated to the level of their cultivation.
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And the young man painting was, naturally, Li Qi.
Since all matters had been handed over to his natal spirit puppets.
Li Qi's time had become extremely leisurely.
With his abilities, he did not need to toil for a living.
He would spend the entire day either lying down and sunbathing, or if he lay down for too long and felt his bones were getting stiff, he would find something to do.
These past few days, Li Qi had a whim.
So, he found an easel.
And began to cultivate his artistic temperament.
Although he rarely painted, with the boost from his "Painting" attribute points and hundreds of years of experience.
Even his casual brushstrokes contained infinite profundity.
"My hands are still a bit rusty. The last time I painted was hundreds of years ago. It's alright, I usually sketch formations more often, so it counts as having common ground."
Li Qi muttered to himself with a smile. The painting was finished, and he immediately felt a bit lazy.
He didn't bother to put the painting away, as it was just a spontaneous creation. He tossed his paintbrush aside, stretched, and leaned back directly onto the ground behind him.
A simple recliner suddenly appeared midway through Li Qi's lean and steadily caught him.
The sun was still on the other side of the mountain, not yet reaching this side. With a thought.
The sunlight in the sky suddenly changed rapidly, and within a few breaths, it enveloped the area around Li Qi's small wooden house.
"It's a bit hot. Lower the temperature a little."
Li Qi said casually, his eyes narrowed.
The sunlight in the sky then appropriately lowered its temperature.
The authority of a Plane Lord was indeed convenient.
This was what true leisure and retirement looked like. When he wanted to do something himself, he would do it. When he felt lazy, he would directly use his own realm and cultivation to provide convenience.
Those who clearly had the ability to make things easier but insisted on doing everything themselves were not living in retirement; they were simply ascetics with too much free time.
"Comfortable."
After a while, Li Qi couldn't help but let out a moan of satisfaction.
Within his own small world, everything was under his control. This feeling was truly wonderful.
Before he transmigrated, Li Qi had read many novels where a powerful figure, living in seclusion, somehow got entangled with the protagonist.
In the end, not only did they bestow cultivation techniques and equipment upon the protagonist, but they even gave their own lives to ensure the protagonist's survival.
But Li Qi had no such worries. As the Plane Lord of his own small world, which protagonist could possibly be more formidable than himself?
Apart from those like him who came with their own cheat codes, most protagonists merely received the favor of the Heavenly Dao's fortune, allowing them to progress smoothly without major perils.
As for him? If a protagonist were to come looking for him, it would only take a thought for the Heavenly Dao Will, this gluttonous fat pig currently stuffing itself with a buffet, to change the protagonist's "good fortune" into "constant misfortune."
"Number Two Natal Spirit Puppet should be returning to the Void Realm soon. It seems it brought back quite a few resources this time."
Li Qi murmured, his eyes slightly opening with a hint of anticipation.
Just then, suddenly, as if some information arrived, Li Qi's eyes showed a hint of confusion.
"Number One Natal Spirit Puppet, what's happening at the Void Black Market again?"
Immediately after, a large chunk of information flooded into Li Qi's mind.
And so...
The air fell silent for a moment.
A few breaths later.
The sunlight in the sky suddenly exploded, becoming scorching hot. The entire Void Realm even entered a state of violent fluctuation at this moment, causing countless cultivators throughout the land to panic.
This sudden fluctuation continued for a while before stabilizing.
But at this moment, Li Qi, who had been leisurely and content, had a completely darkened expression.
He had already received the message from Number One Natal Spirit Puppet.
His Penguin Pharmacy in the Void Black Market had been completely uprooted by Yin Chuan!
"Damn it! If you killed my natal spirit puppet, we could still negotiate. But you're snatching my resources, are you tired of living!"
What was crucial was that according to the message from Number One Natal Spirit Puppet, that damned Yin Chuan did not intend to kill the puppet.
Instead, he simply took away the Penguin Pharmacy and fled. Faced with such a situation, the natal spirit puppet wouldn't achieve much even if it self-destructed.
"He wants me to figure things out and go to the Yin Zong Small World to find him? Do you think you can withstand my personal intervention?"
At this moment, even Li Qi couldn't help but show a chilling smile on his face.
His previous relaxed and leisurely state of mind was completely shattered by this news.
Facing a Tribulation Stage cultivator like Yin Chuan, even three natal spirit puppets could only choose to self-destruct. This might be able to deal with Yin Chuan, but a significant portion of the resources would likely be lost in the self-destruction.
Moreover, if all three natal spirit puppets were to self-destruct.
He himself, without the assistance of his natal spirit puppets, would have to personally handle matters for several years until the cooldown period for the natal spirit puppets expired. This would be far too detrimental.
In that case, it seemed he had no choice but to intervene himself.
"I can also see how powerful I am now."
With this thought, Li Qi first activated his Reset Talent.
Setting a new reset node.
Within his pupils, his own vast river of time reappeared.
However, by now, Li Qi had seen this river of time many times. He quickly set his new node.
His cultivation realm was at the seventh level of Dao Integration.
Then, his figure flashed.
The figure of Li Qi, who had been in front of the small wooden house, had already disappeared.
The Yin Zong region.
He had let his natal spirit puppets scout it before.
And this time, Li Qi was going there himself!