Mo Wuji cupped his fists respectfully and said, "Brother Kun Yun, thank you. I wonder if there are any other methods besides these?"

This time Mo Wuji was truly grateful to Kun Yun. If it weren't for Kun Yun's reminder, he would have definitely obtained benefits, but he wouldn't be doing things with a purpose like he is now.

Kun Yun hesitated for a moment, but finally said, "This kind of origin contention at the beginning of creation will allow everyone to leap to a higher level. But the real contention is after the God Realm's rules are completely formed. The contention at that time is the key to determining how far each person can truly go."

"What do you mean?" Mo Wuji quickly asked.

"Luck," Kun Yun said in a low voice.

Mo Wuji was startled and stared at Kun Yun, saying, "Kun Yun, you don't want to seize the God Realm's luck again, do you?"

Kun Yun sneered, "Seize the God Realm's luck? Who do you think you are? Do you even want to know? If you don't, I'll leave."

Mo Wuji quickly stopped Kun Yun and said with a smile, "Of course I want to know. Please enlighten me, Brother Kun Yun."

Kun Yun slowly said, "After the God Realm is perfected, luck is at its most concentrated. At this time, whoever can seize the initiative will obtain more luck. This kind of luck is not something you can fight for. Even if you are a Saint, it will be difficult for you to compete for it. This kind of luck is allocated by the rules of the God Realm. How much each person gets depends entirely on their own opportunities. Of course, in order to get a larger share of luck, in a sense, it is also a kind of competition."

"Brother Kun Yun, do you have a way to get more luck in the God Realm?" Mo Wuji immediately became excited upon hearing this. Obviously, that was what Kun Yun meant.

Kun Yun snorted, "Even if you gain more luck, you still can't stand out in the real Great Dao contention…"

"What is the Great Dao contention?" Mo Wuji quickly interjected.

"You will know in the future. I won't tell you these things," Kun Yun refused without hesitation.

Mo Wuji also knew what Kun Yun meant, so he had no choice but to ask, "Please tell me how to obtain more luck, Brother Kun Yun."

"Establish a sect. Only by establishing a great sect can you obtain more luck. The more a sect stands at the top of the God Realm, the more luck it will obtain from the beginning of creation. This kind of luck is not only distributed to every disciple of the sect, but the founder will gain the most," Kun Yun said, staring at Mo Wuji word by word.

Establish a sect? Mo Wuji thought to himself that he originally wanted to establish Ping Fan, but because his cultivation level was too low and he was constantly rejected by various forces, he could only wander around, which is why he had been unable to settle down and establish a sect.

"Brother Kun Yun, to be honest, I have long wanted to establish a sect, but my strength has always been very weak, and I've been chased by a few bastards, which is why it has been delayed until now. In fact, I already have a sect in the Immortal Realm called Ping Fan," Mo Wuji said, emphasizing the two characters "Ping Fan".

Kun Yun looked at the two characters written by Mo Wuji, his expression somewhat uncertain.

Mo Wuji was someone who had experienced too many things. As soon as he saw Kun Yun's expression, he knew that Kun Yun had something he didn't want to say. He wouldn't let Kun Yun continue to think, and he patted Kun Yun's shoulder and said, "Brother Kun Yun, you and I are friends now. In the future, I will definitely help you with your matters with all my strength. Now, there are some things I don't understand, so please don't hide them from me, Brother Kun Yun."

Kun Yun finally seemed to have made up his mind, and then said, "Brother Wuji, what I'm about to say is truly from the bottom of my heart. You must remember to repay me! No, I don't need you to repay me much, just remember the heartfelt help I'm giving you today."

Mo Wuji nodded, "Don't worry, brother, just say it."

"Okay," Kun Yun said with a clench of his teeth. "Brother Wuji, your Mortal Dao is definitely a top-notch Great Dao, no weaker than the Dao of those old guys. But you yourself don't have a very thorough understanding of your Mortal Dao."

"Please enlighten me," Mo Wuji bowed respectfully, truly wanting to ask Kun Yun for guidance. Back then, he thought that his Mortal Dao was perfect, but in the God Continent, he further realized his own means of condensing the world with rules. This kind of means allowed him to abolish the origin pearl in his Undying World and change it to condensing his own rule world, turning the Undying World into a Mortal World.

Because of this precedent, when Kun Yun said that his understanding of the Mortal Dao was not thorough, Mo Wuji immediately asked him for advice. No matter how much he had created the Mortal Dao himself, the knowledge of old guys like Kun Yun was definitely incomparable to his.

Kun Yun said word by word, "Your sect's name is wrong. You are cultivating the Mortal Dao, everything is in the ordinary. By naming it Ping Fan, you are abandoning your origin Dao. This is a problem with your state of mind. So you might as well change it back to Ordinary. In this way, your sect will be more in line with your Great Dao and obtain supreme luck."

Kun Yun's words were like a sledgehammer hitting Mo Wuji's mind. Mo Wuji murmured to himself, "So that's how it is."

Initially, he had thought about the name Ordinary, but it didn't sound as good or imposing as Ping Fan. But he was cultivating the Mortal Dao, so why did he need a good-sounding and imposing name? Ordinary is ordinary. If even his own sect name couldn't face his own ordinariness, how could his Great Dao obtain true ordinariness? When his Undying World turned into a Mortal World, it actually contained this meaning, but he didn't completely understand it.

Mo Wuji's comprehension ability was definitely first-class. He had no master, and everything was figured out by himself. Now that Kun Yun had slightly reminded him, he suddenly woke up.

"Mo Wuji thanks you for your guidance, Brother Kun Yun. I have benefited a lot. I will no longer remember your past scheming against me. In the future, if you need my help, Brother Kun Yun, I will definitely do my best," Mo Wuji said, respectfully bowing to Kun Yun this time.

What is a morning bell and evening drum? This is it. What is a word worth ten thousand pounds? Kun Yun's word was worth more than ten thousand pounds. It was equivalent to making him understand his Great Dao more clearly.

Although he had always called himself the Mortal Dao, he felt unconsciously that the word Ordinary was not worthy of the Mortal Dao. He was already on the wrong path.

It was like a child disliking his mother for being ugly. This was blocking his own path to life, and he, Mo Wuji, had actually done it, and he was still proud of it. Wasn't this putting the cart before the horse?

Only top experts like Kun Yun could see through the mysteries.

Seeing through it was one thing, being able to say it was another. Some people saw through it, but they might not tell you. That's why Mo Wuji was grateful to Kun Yun. This was a true head-on blow.

Originally, when Kun Yun saw Mo Wuji's comprehension, he regretted telling Mo Wuji. Later, Mo Wuji's words made Kun Yun feel balanced. Not telling Mo Wuji was harming others without benefiting himself. After all, he wouldn't get any benefits from hiding it.

Now that he had told Mo Wuji, Mo Wuji directly said that he had let go of his scheming against him. For Kun Yun, this was considered a small favor.

"Haha, Brother Wuji's comprehension is really amazing. Maybe I will have to seek shelter in your sect in the future," Kun Yun laughed, at least appearing very happy on the surface.

Mo Wuji didn't ask Kun Yun if he was also establishing a sect. He knew that old guys like Kun Yun definitely had too many ways to condense luck.

"Don't worry, brother. As long as my sect is established, you can go anytime, and I will welcome you with open arms," Mo Wuji's tone was much more respectful than before.

"It seems you are going to change your sect's name to Ordinary," Kun Yun said with a smile.

Mo Wuji shook his head, "No. I am originally an ordinary person, so I will establish a sect in the God Realm. The sect's name will be Mortal."

Kun Yun was stunned for a moment, and then he understood Mo Wuji's meaning. This was a higher level than what he had said. He exclaimed, "If you can survive in this feast of contention, you will definitely have a place among the top experts in the future."

After saying these words, Kun Yun's figure flashed and disappeared again. His last words were sincere. He had never underestimated Mo Wuji, but now he realized that he had still underestimated Mo Wuji. He had never encountered a second person with such comprehension.

If Mo Wuji had a guide, Mo Wuji's achievements would definitely not be at this level. However, Mo Wuji exploring on his own was not a bad thing. He might have taken many detours in the front, but in the end, he would achieve greater success.

…

Seeing Kun Yun leave, Mo Wuji became even more determined. In the vast universe, there are countless Great Daos. He didn't believe that his Mortal Dao was weaker than others.

He must establish Mortal in the God Realm, instead of relying on others and staying in that Mortal Land under the Nirvana Learning Academy.

(Today's update ends here, good night friends!)