Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree

Chapter 1472 - 519: The Other Shore, True Spirit Ascension

"The Other Shore..."An almost endless number of versions of himself from different timelines appeared before Ji Jingqiu’s eyes.

At this moment, it was as if a ripple in his spirit had been stirred; Ji Jingqiu did not resist and allowed this ripple to spread, as though he had been swept into a grand dream.

In the dream, his understanding and memories fluctuated to various extents. He was no longer Ji Jingqiu, no longer World Venerable, no longer Buddha Master, but just an ordinary office worker.

It was as if something exploded in his mind, with countless streams of information flooding in, causing a splitting headache.

He struggled to get up from his desk. Under the bewildered gaze of his colleagues, he walked over to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and saw his middle-aged self reflected in the glass, along with the towering buildings outside...

Is this really me?

In a daze, a string of memories surfaced, belonging to this version of himself—no Martial Arts, no Spiritual Cultivation, just the mundane life of an ordinary person.

The next moment, the world outside the window suddenly collapsed, turning into a vast ocean. He shattered the glass and leaped into the icy waters, transforming mid-air into a giant fish, struggling to rush towards the surface from the dark depths below.

As his gaze met the azure heavenly dome, a harpoon shot towards him from the side.

In a split second between life and death, Ji Jingqiu summoned every part of his body, twisting against the natural order and narrowly evading the harpoon.

Under the watchful eyes of the wide-eyed fishermen, he plunged back into the water, only to slowly float back to the surface, as if beholding the world that nurtured him for the first time.

In the following moment, it seemed he had grown wings, and soared into the sky, surveying the unfamiliar world below.

When his wings drew back, he stepped into a conference room, his clothes disheveled, his suit wrinkled, and back slightly hunched, yet in the next second, his spine suddenly straightened like a spear, releasing a boundless Power of the Spirit and authority forged over the years, commanding the room.

Looking at those faces, full of bewilderment and unfamiliarity, Ji Jingqiu, having undergone countless changes, began to grasp a profound understanding.

Deep within his soul, a speck of bright light grew ever brighter, revealing reality.

All the previous encounters were the "self" from infinite timelines.

Despite losing his Martial Arts cultivation and Buddha Master Fruit Position, he retained parts of his spiritual cultivation, with True Spirit always high above, not overshadowed by another self’s self-identity.

Through worldly oscillations, revolving realms, and another grand dream.

Was it Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly or a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou?

Yet my spirit remains eternal, never falling through the ages.

As thoughts flowed, Ji Jingqiu fiercely guarded this clear self-awareness, experiencing the "self" under different timelines and fates, controlling everything with spiritual cultivation, with True Self never forgotten, never sinking.

In this seemingly endless transformation, countless versions of the self began to flow and converge, ultimately reuniting True Spirit and original nature, stepping into another mysterious Innate Realm.

When infinite changes reached their culmination, Ji Jingqiu raised his head.

His spirit slowly descended at that moment, traversing layer upon layer of misty fog and intersecting shadows, crossing the boundaries of This Shore and the Other Shore.

The surrounding scenery solidified, as if returning to the reverse Innate battlefield of the past.

Ahead, thick black mist like ink seeped into the world, akin to a devastating rainstorm.

This was the curse of the Four Demons, warping and corroding the essence of this Heart World, engulfing all in the ominous sound of rain.

And this time, Master He was absent.

Ji Jingqiu looked up calmly.

The fearsome curse once requiring him to resist arduously, nearly drowning him, quietly dissipated under this glance, melting into nothingness like snow under sunlight.

This seemed to be the end of thousands of transformations.

But this seemed to be the final layer of transformation.

He no longer changed; it was the surrounding world that changed.

Heaven and Earth solidified, sinking into a deep, eternal silence.

No more change existed here; time stilled, fate vanished, and all divinity evaporated, returning to the primordial state.

Ji Jingqiu slowly raised his head.

Above was deep water, a ray of heavenly light pierced into the depths below, illuminating the young man who had sunk into the water.

That was his past self, who fell into the water to save someone after graduating college.

With a compassionate and peaceful gaze, he reached out his hand, as if to lift his submerged self to the surface.

And at that moment.

The dream ended.

Upon awakening, spring water left no trace.

Above the True Spirit Heavenly Rank, Ji Jingqiu opened his eyes.

In his eyes was a transcendent perspective, illuminating everything.

As if his eyes contained the deepest wisdom of the universe, alongside compassionate depth, absent of aloofness and indifference, only peace prevailed.

"At the end of all Dao Ancestors, Heaven and Earth are unified." Ji Jingqiu whispered, "And at the end of Path of Self is ’seeing True Self, I Am Supreme,’ the Dao truly returns by different paths."

He lowered his head, observing beings and entities seeking to ascend, finally understanding their quest.

Migrating, seeking refuge, pioneering, pursuing truth, renouncing falsity, Dao Asking...

The purposes of beings varied, yet all pursued a single direction, tracing origins in True Spirit Heavenly Rank, seeking their "I."

Only by reaching the highest point could all answers be obtained.

His gaze continued downward, infinitely downward, eventually anchoring the position of their realm, quietly speechless.

Realizing this was Dou Mu’s unspoken meaning—

Their realm originated in the deepest part of True Spirit Heavenly Rank, as if born at the bottom of a well.

Thus, beings struggle to see the full extent of the Other Shore; even Transcenders and Great Dao Ancestors find it difficult to truly transcend this well and witness the boundless Heaven and Earth outside.