Longzang

Chapter 725 The Wonderful Method of Harvesting
Wei Yuan did not expect that the treasured spear would be destroyed in an instant, and the Xunfeng Calamity Bullet would also be used up. He paid the price equivalent to an entire spiritual treasure, but in the end, he actually destroyed one of the opponent's life-saving spiritual treasures.

This is no ordinary incarnation or substitute; it is a life-saving treasure capable of shielding the original from fatal calamities. Among treasures of the same level, life-saving treasures are undoubtedly the most expensive, without exception.

Wei Yuan withdrew his spiritual essence in an instant, looked at the silver-haired woman, and sighed, "You really are rich!"

The silver-haired woman was also staring at Wei Yuan, gritting her teeth as she said, "You really have no shame!"

Wei Yuan sneered and said, "There's no need to talk about morality with heretics and barbarians like you. Everyone has the right to kill you."

The silver-haired woman had no words left to describe Wei Yuan. She gritted her teeth and said, "The Whip of the Northern Frontier is still waiting for you. Are you still going?"

Wei Yuan asked, "Do you think I'll still go?"

The silver-haired woman nodded and turned to leave. But in that instant, her figure shifted, moving ten feet to face Wei Yuan. Wei Yuan, meanwhile, had his weapon in hand, ready to take aim.

The atmosphere between the two froze instantly.

Wei Yuan smiled slightly, opened the chamber of the gun in an instant; it was empty. The silver-haired woman also smiled slightly, waved to Wei Yuan, and then turned and left.

Watching her departing figure, Wei Yuan's eyes lost all their smile. Just as he was about to put away his gun, the void suddenly surged, and spells rained down on Wei Yuan!

The silver-haired woman's wave as she left was not a farewell, but rather a mysterious way of casting a spell!
These spells were fast and dense. Each spell was not very powerful, but there were a lot of them. All the smaller spells combined together just managed to break through Wei Yuan's protective Dao power, and then the last spell crashed down on Wei Yuan's head!

A cold smile appeared on Wei Yuan's lips. With his own physical body, this minor spell, which couldn't even kill an ordinary Dharma Avatar, was like a gentle massage on his shoulders and legs.

He knew the silver-haired woman couldn't have gone far and must be watching from the shadows. So he stood tall like a pine tree, his eyes shining like stars, ready to face the end of the world, and calmly accepted the final spell.

Then, Wei Yuan experienced what it felt like to be attacked by the Peerless Dao Domain.

In that instant, it felt as if a soft, sticky substance had been forced into his mouth, extending all the way down to his stomach. Wei Yuan's entire body was boiling; he instantly darted to a secluded corner and began to vomit violently.

Fortunately, Wei Yuan possessed profound Dao power. He extracted a bit of immortal energy and forcibly dissolved the true intent within his body, which allowed him to recover. He couldn't help but curse loudly.

At this moment, Wei Yuan suddenly heard the voice of the silver-haired woman: "You yourself called me a barbarian, how can I not teach you a lesson?"

Where did that sound come from?
Wei Yuan suddenly turned his head to an unlikely angle, staring at his own shoulder. There was a tiny speck of filth there, the sound coming from that spot.

Wei Yuan's pupils contracted, and he felt completely unwell!
Even the smallest filth is still filth! A raging fire instantly erupted from his body, almost burning his robes, so naturally, no dust or filth could survive.

Even though he was completely clean, Wei Yuan couldn't help but glance at his shoulder, as if there was always something stuck there.

Wei Yuan forced himself not to think about the woman on his shoulder, and instead turned to analyze the silver-haired Liao woman. This was their first formal encounter, with each side gaining one advantage. Wei Yuan dealt a heavy blow to her immortal silver hair, while she ravaged Wei Yuan's Dao heart and physical body. The two were considered evenly matched.

This silver-haired Liao woman's methods were bizarre, and her final magical attack was a stroke of genius. The multi-stage attack had considerable power, but each attack had limited power, which was just right to avoid triggering the mountain gate's protection, so that Wei Yuan could not receive the protection and could only rely on himself to withstand the attack.

The final strike, though of limited power, forced Wei Yuan's body to react thanks to a trace of impure true intent. In a life-or-death battle, this would have been extremely fatal.

After pondering for a moment, Wei Yuan immediately got up and went to find the abbot of Haotian Temple.

Zhu Yan was dissecting a Liao ethnic corpse. The knife in his hand was ten times thinner than a hair and a foot long. On the shelf next to him were hundreds of knives of different shapes, clearly indicating a professional operation.

Several sheets of jade paper floated beside Zhu Yan, and with his movements, strange and beautiful structures appeared on the jade paper. Wei Yuan glanced at them and knew that when the physical body was magnified hundreds of times, it would look exactly like the paper.

Upon seeing Wei Yuan arrive, Zhu Yan continued working and asked, "Did you come because of the battle just now?"

“Exactly.” Wei Yuan wasn’t surprised that Zhu Yan knew. As those in charge of the mountain gate’s grand formation, they could sense everything that happened within it. “You handled it very well; there was nothing wrong with it.”

Wei Yuan said, "This disciple felt that her final attack was quite profound, so I came to ask the patriarch for guidance."

"Her attack was skillful, but not very effective. Ask whatever you want to know." In Zhu Yan's view, those were trivial matters. Breaking through a defense with hundreds of spells was no different from breaking through with a single powerful spell, but prolonging the process added more variables. Haotian Temple always emphasized a single, decisive strike, a guaranteed kill, and disliked drawn-out attacks.

To everyone's surprise, Wei Yuan asked: "Is there any true meaning that goes beyond all kinds of filth? Something that can make the enemy react involuntarily?"

Zhu Yan had to think for a moment before she understood what Wei Yuan meant, and her expression immediately turned sour.

But after a moment's hesitation, he said, "In the myriad worlds, the corpses of most sentient beings emit a unique scent after death, serving as a warning to other members of their kind: someone of their kind has died here. Perhaps this kind of truth can go a step further than filth. Fortunately, the Liao clan has suffered enough deaths recently, so refining it shouldn't be difficult."

Zhu Yan Zhenjun casually crafted the product, passing on the crafting technique to Wei Yuan as he did so. Wei Yuan wanted to say he didn't need it, but seeing Zhu Yan Zhenjun's expression, he dared not speak. Thus, the best of both generations of Tai Chu Palace spent the entire afternoon immersed in the stench of corpses.

After bidding farewell to Zhu Yan Zhenjun, Wei Yuan headed to the two towns on the left and right. The city walls here were also reinforced with cement and steel bars. With the help of numerous Qingming cultivators' techniques, the cement would solidify in just half an hour. Then, a new layer could be poured. Now, both towns were surrounded by moats and fortifications within a 3-mile radius.

Just as they were inspecting the fortifications, the smoke from the human world suddenly stirred, and a large amount of chaotic energy slowly surged out, covering the smoke from the human world. At the same time, a large amount of azure energy appeared from the human world, totaling more than 30,000 strands.

This stroke of luck came rather abruptly. Upon closer examination, Wei Yuan discovered that it all originated from the Zhao soldiers who voluntarily remained in Qingming.

These Zhao soldiers were indeed elite, and the vast majority of them were capable of contributing to the nation's fortune.

Wei Yuan knew that there were 40,000 Zhao soldiers who voluntarily stayed in Qingming, but they contributed more than 30,000 units of luck in just a few days. This speed at which they gave their all caught Wei Yuan off guard.

Wei Yuan quickly reviewed their experiences during their time in Qingming, and after analyzing them, he found the most common thread in their experiences: they had been treated by beautiful female disciples of the medical clinic, and a small number of them had been treated by handsome male disciples.

Looking at those beautiful, aloof, and icy faces, Wei Yuan seemed to be deep in thought, so he went to Sun Yu's clinic to take a look.

Just then, Sun Yu was giving a lecture in his clinic. Dozens of disciples were sitting in the hall, the men were handsome and the women were beautiful. Only a few were not particularly good-looking, but they were the ones who had truly received the true teachings of the Creation Sect.

Sun Yu said, "...A mental illness requires a mental cure, and a good appearance is also a good medicine. As long as you are born well, wearing this hospital uniform and standing there, even if you don't know anything, patients will believe you out of thin air..."

At this moment, a sweet and charming female disciple asked, "What if someone doesn't appreciate my beauty and insists on making trouble?"

Sun Yu calmly said, "These patients are destined for reincarnation. The Dharma body of the Realm Lord is lacking oxen and horses."

A seemingly innocent female disciple said, "Oxen and horses? Does that mean that all those who go to the Realm Lord's Dharma Image are reincarnated as livestock?"

A rather unassuming senior brother next to her said, "Master Sun means to be treated like an ox or a horse, not literally an ox or a horse."

"Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother. I'm so clumsy, I don't know what I would do without you in the future," the innocent female disciple said softly.

"Definitely, definitely! That's my duty!" the unassuming senior brother said repeatedly.

A stunningly beautiful woman beside her snorted and said coldly, "You really think she doesn't know anything? She knows far more than you do! Honestly, it's no wonder you always get fooled!"

The senior brother looked embarrassed, but seemed unwilling to believe the ice queen's words.

At this moment, Wei Yuan, who had taken in everything through the Dragon Eagle's Eye, was furious. Uncle Sun's method of harvesting fortune was indeed effective, but why did he have to resort to such underhanded tactics?

If you want people to be your slaves, why wait for reincarnation?
(End of this chapter)