Longzang

Chapter 542 A Mountain (Thanks to Alliance Leader and Book Friend 20221023004536330)

Attacking the Netherworld Kingdom is a matter for later; the immediate priority is to escape this predicament.

However, Wei Yuan discovered the inherent weakness of the Youwu Kingdom, and Shuli's Kingdom was even weaker than the rest, which immediately aroused in him unwarranted thoughts.

Wei Yuan suppressed his inappropriate thoughts and began to discuss a way to escape the predicament, while also issuing tasks amidst the everyday life of ordinary people.

Yu Zhizhuo said, "There are two techniques we can use. One is the Melting Gold Technique, which we often use in the Heavenly Crafting Hall to make metal materials easier to melt and process. The other is the Earth Transformation Technique, which makes earth materials soft and crumbly. However, cold iron and underworld soil are not ordinary materials; they naturally have extremely strong resistance to techniques, so these two techniques need further improvement."

I previously made some modifications to both spell templates for my own use. Here are the spell templates; you can use them for now. They should be much more effective than the originals, and perhaps even work on Cold Iron and Netherworld. I will modify them further based on the properties of Cold Iron and Netherworld, but that will take a few days.

Upon hearing this, everyone in the room turned to look. Wei Yuan remembered that there was a person in the Taichu Palace who had greatly improved the Water Blade Technique, named Pei Tinghai.

Every standard Daoist method is the result of countless generations of continuous improvement and refinement before it is widely promoted. Those who can improve these Daoist methods are all geniuses among geniuses.

Yu Zhizhuo took out a piece of jade paper and handed two improved versions of spells for his own use to Wei Yuan.

After discussing it for a while, they couldn't come up with a better solution, so they dispersed and went about their own business.

At this moment, a new solution suddenly emerged from the everyday life and was presented directly to Wei Yuan.

This new plan originated from a suggestion by a certain brilliant strategist. The core idea is that the Netherworld exists between the real and the illusory, and all living beings enter and operate in the form of primordial spirits. Since they are primordial spirits, there is naturally no need to be bound by the form of a physical body. In terms of resilience, the best form is a sphere.

The following lengthy explanation focuses on the benefits of the ball. Since it is a primordial spirit, divine sense can replace eyes, and it can cast spells without hands and feet. If it wants to move, rolling and bouncing are much faster than two legs, second only to a spray gun.

Furthermore, from the perspective of resisting pressure, the smaller the ball, the better. If it could be hundreds or thousands of times smaller than those micro-insects in the water, that would be even better.

The following part is purely theoretical; the size of the primordial spirit is fixed and cannot be changed arbitrarily, but its form can indeed be altered...

After reading the plan, Wei Yuan tried it for half an hour and finally managed to retract the arms and legs of his primordial spirit. His neck was also gone, and his torso had expanded slightly for the time being. Wei Yuan was still some distance from the perfect sphere; he could only be described as a plump potato.

However, his resilience has indeed improved dramatically. When he returned to the Netherworld, Wei Yuan felt that living for another two incense sticks would not be a problem.

At this moment, in the bustling central city, another group of people gathered together and were building a small building. A stone tablet was erected at the entrance, which read: Institute of Structural Mechanics.

The institute's first research project was on how to construct a cave under extreme pressure.

Wei Yuan's heart stirred, and he transformed into a mortal, pulling aside the people who were building the house to ask why it was named that way.

These ordinary people were quite honest, stating that their inspiration came from Xu Wenwu's materials. Pure mechanics research is tedious and low-level, but adding prefixes like "structure" and "fluid" immediately changes its aura; otherwise, it wouldn't be able to impress other research institutes.

Wei Yuan clearly couldn't wait for them to produce their first research results, so he returned to his residence and entered the Netherworld again.

For a moment, Wei Yuan lost himself in the moment, once again feeling the extreme pressure. But after transforming into potato form, he did feel much more relaxed.

Without hesitation, Wei Yuan unleashed the Melting Gold Technique and Earth-Turning Technique one after another. Within half an incense stick's time, Wei Yuan released over two hundred Dao techniques in one go. After releasing over a hundred Melting Gold Techniques, Wei Yuan finally felt a small part of the golden mountain above soften slightly. He decisively shot out a pale red sword aura!
Under the sword energy of the laurel tree, a fist-sized piece of cold iron was finally shattered. Wei Yuan reacted quickly and immediately stored it in his Dharma Image. Then he moved his body to squeeze a portion of it into the extra fist-sized space, finally feeling a bit more relaxed.

Wei Yuan then took a wisp of golden mist from the Langya Divine Tree, blew it into the cold iron in front of him.

As a metal-elemental immortal plant, the Langya Divine Tree is one level higher than the Netherworld Cold Iron. Under the influence of the misty metal energy, the cold iron becomes soft, and the inner chill dissipates by more than half.

Wei Yuan immediately blew out a wisp of true fire, and after a moment, he finally heated the piece of cold iron to a temperature that could melt even steel. However, even at such a high temperature, the cold iron only became slightly soft. If it weren't for the aura of golden energy permeating it, the cold iron wouldn't have softened at all.

Once the cold iron had softened to a certain degree, Wei Yuan added another wisp of crimson sword energy to his hand, and with a forceful slice, cut off a piece of cold iron the size of a human head, storing it in the mortal realm. At this point, his endurance had reached its limit, so he withdrew from the Netherworld and returned to the Azure Nether.

After waking up in the Azure Netherworld, Wei Yuan tried to materialize the two pieces of cold iron, and they indeed appeared in the mortal realm like Netherworld soil. However, the two pieces of cold iron, one large and one small, crashed through the floor tiles upon hitting the ground and then disappeared into the soil!

Wei Yuan scanned the area with his divine sense and discovered that the two pieces of cold iron had sunk half a zhang (approximately 3.3 meters) into the ground. Although these two pieces of cold iron were not large, they weighed several thousand jin (approximately 500 kilograms), dozens of times heavier than gold or anything like that.

Wei Yuan took out the two pieces of cold iron and went to find Yu Zhizhuo to ask him to study their properties and see if he could find a better way to deal with them. Otherwise, whether it was the misty golden energy of the Langya Divine Tree or the moonlight sword energy of the Moon Laurel Immortal Tree, it would take a very long time to cultivate one, and even if all of them were used, they could only open up a space of a few feet square.

When Wei Yuan entered Yu Zhizhuo's courtyard, he was bent over his desk, concentrating on deducing the magic template. Several sheets of jade paper, filled with various data, were placed in front of him.

Wei Yuan entered the study, and Yu Zhizhuo, without looking up, said, "You're back? Sit down first, I'll finish calculating this data soon..."

Before he could finish speaking, his nose twitched, and he exclaimed, "What is this smell? It smells so good!"

A small golden bird suddenly flew out from between his eyebrows, landed on the cold iron in Wei Yuan's hand, and remained motionless, refusing to get up no matter what.

Yu Zhizhu put down his pen and paper, took a step forward, carefully picked up the small piece of cold iron, examined it carefully for a long time, and even stuck out his tongue to lick it. Then his voice trembled: "This, this is ten-thousand-year-old cold abyss iron! One tael of ice iron is worth ten taels of immortal silver on the market. This small piece weighs more than two hundred catties, and is worth at least twenty thousand taels of immortal silver!"

The object Wei Yuan was holding was the size of a human head and weighed over two thousand catties. Wei Yuan was somewhat astonished. Had he really carried two hundred thousand taels of immortal silver? If that was the case, his trip to the Netherworld seemed to have been worthwhile.

Yu Zhizhuo said, "I originally thought it was Netherworld Cold Iron, but I didn't expect it to be Ten Thousand Years Cold Abyss Netherworld Iron! Oh, Cold Iron is a magic treasure-level material, worth one tael of immortal silver per kilogram, but Netherworld Iron is a Royal Spirit Treasure-level material, worth a hundred times the price of Cold Iron, and it is quite rare."

Generally, when spiritual treasures are mixed with Nether Iron, they acquire rare attributes such as chilling, annihilating, and dark. Adding just a little Nether Iron to our city defense cannons will significantly increase the barrel's strength, making it strong enough to use magic-grade gunpowder.

After saying a lot in one breath, Yu Zhizhuo suddenly remembered something and asked, "Is this what's weighing on your head?"

"Yes."

Yu Zhizhuo's voice began to tremble again: "You just said, how many were there?"

Wei Yuan remained expressionless and said, "It's probably... a mountain."

(End of this chapter)