Longzang

Chapter 772 Immortal Venerable's Preferences
The light path reached the supermarket, and Wei Yuan went inside to take a look. He saw that it was in ruins, but the eerie atmosphere had almost completely disappeared. The pistols under the counter were also gone, leaving only a gun rack, which was also badly rusted.

Wei Yuan wasn't too concerned. Now he knew that the pistol's immense power was actually due to resentment; a real pistol should be similar to firearms in this world. With the mass production of new smokeless gunpowder, the power of the Azure Nether firearms would soon see a qualitative leap.

As they stepped out of the supermarket, a series of low growls suddenly echoed from the darkness. Two monsters appeared, growling at the cultivators who were repairing the road. By now, the cultivators were no longer surprised. They immediately turned on their lanterns and brought out several large lamps, each the size of a washbasin, which shone beams of blue light onto the monsters.

The monster was instantly in extreme pain as it was struck by the beam of light. One of them collapsed to the ground, writhing and struggling, while the other was much more ferocious, charging forward despite the beam. However, once it entered the range of the lantern's light, its movements became much slower, and it was bombarded by the Dragon Guards' machine guns, which were imbued with their own luck. After only thirty or so shots, it was reduced to ashes.

A wisp of Daoist energy rose from the monster's body, and Wei Yuan went over to collect it. However, the surrounding cultivators, including the dragon eagle, ignored it. Wei Yuan seemed to understand; it seemed they couldn't see or sense Daoist energy.

Wei Yuan glanced back at the fortress not far away, lost in thought. No wonder he hadn't seen a single wisp of Dao Profound Qi in two months. There was a reason why those cultivators could improve their foundations so much in such a short time.

However, their willingness to fight to the death when Wei Yuan was in danger is something they deserve.

Having collected the Dao Xuan Qi, Wei Yuan continued forward. The light path passed through the center of the entire complex, dividing it in two, and then construction began on both sides.

By this time, the streetlights were almost all used up, and several thousand lanterns had been built behind the scenes. Seeing this, Wei Yuan felt there was no immediate threat, so he handed the area over to Long Ying and returned to the human world.

Wei Yuan arrived at the Battle Saint Hall, where Han Li and Jun Weizhi had already solidified their Dharma forms. Jun Weizhi's Dharma form was actually countless starlight, connected by threads, with numerous star points further connected by countless threads, constantly emanating light that made Wei Yuan feel somewhat dizzy.

These rays emanating from the starlight and weaving through the threads weren't ordinary light, but rather massive amounts of data. What appeared to be a stream of light was actually countless data flowing through it every second. Wei Yuan only attempted to decipher the patterns within, and he already felt somewhat dizzy. However, his experience was vast, and he didn't show any abnormality.

When Junwei saw Wei Yuan arrive, he stood up and bowed, performing the most respectful and elaborate ceremony, leaving Wei Yuan with no room for complaint.

Then Jun Weizhi fully revealed the Dharma form and explained, "With this Dharma form, my ability to process tasks has stabilized at over a thousand, and I can instantly analyze massive amounts of information. What an ordinary Dharma form can process in a whole day, I can do in just a moment."

Wei Yuan understood now. In other words, Jun Weizhi's data analysis and processing speed was nearly a hundred times that of ordinary Dharma forms. No wonder he felt dizzy when he tried to analyze Jun Weizhi's Dharma form.

Unexpectedly, Jun Weizhi said, "My Dharma form is only an appearance. If someone can keep up with the speed of information flow, they will find that I have actually left a question on the surface of the Dharma form. As long as they can solve it, they can see the true information inside the Dharma form and grasp the operation of my Dharma form, thus gaining the upper hand in battles and magical duels."

There are still questions?! I didn't see them! Wei Yuan cursed inwardly, but his face showed great interest as he said, "There are still questions? That's interesting. Send them to me."

If it were Zhang Sheng, he would probably have said, "See for yourself." Fortunately, Jun Weizhi did not, and directly presented the question to Wei Yuan.

When Wei Yuan saw that the question only had a few lines of text, he instantly had a bad feeling. He glanced at it and was certain that he had no idea what the question was about.

Wei Yuan looked thoughtful and slowly said, "Indeed profound! Is there an answer to this question? Where did you learn it?"

Before you knew it, you presented the answer. The whole process was quite lengthy, totaling over 100,000 words, enough to write a book.

Having recently experienced the ordeal of school, Wei Yuan had mastered the art of copying homework like a typical underachiever, so he skipped the process and went straight to the result. The final answer was simply a number, labeled: Spiritual Energy Constant.

Then Jun Wei knew: "The Immortal Venerable left behind many sets of classic texts in the mortal world. When I was studying the Five Elements Daoist Soldiers, I accidentally discovered that these books seemed unrelated, but their contents could actually corroborate each other. So I put them together to read and gained some insights. Later, I found more related classic texts, which made even more progress."

Upon seeing those ancient texts, Wei Yuan instantly understood. The vast majority of these books were written by the Immortal Lord of the Sea. From his earliest research on water-based blade techniques to the final principles of the Five Elements Daoist weapons, Wei Yuan had painstakingly studied them for a long time, finally gaining a superficial understanding. Since he had already learned them, Wei Yuan simply stored them away in the mundane world and then forgot about them.

Unexpectedly, these books were discovered by Jun Weizhi, who then cultivated them to a considerable degree. Judging from his current computing power, it seems that crushing several Wei Yuans wouldn't be a problem.

Fortunately, Jun Weizhi was quite sensible. He proactively explained the questions set on the Dharma image, and after solving them, he handed in his answers without even asking Wei Yuan if he could solve them. If it were Wei Yuan, he would probably have added, "If there's anything you don't understand, I can explain it to you properly."

Jun's complete silence pleased Wei Yuan, but it also heightened his vigilance. Wei Yuan, having experienced court politics himself, knew that the more comfortable someone was to be around, the more cautious he should be. Those who talked big were usually just naive fools.

The essence of court politics is to reduce the number of clever people and increase the number of fools. As for who is on your side, it is sometimes not so important, since you need people on both sides. Getting rid of one enemy will only create a new one.

After leaving Jun Weizhi's place, Wei Yuan went to see Han Li.

Han Li's Dharma form is relatively traditional and easy to understand; he is simply a Taoist priest holding a treasure. However, this Taoist priest not only carries a celestial sword but also a giant shield, and he is clad in heavy armor with a row of storage bags hanging from his waist, making him a heavily armored sword and shield Taoist priest.

Han Li was quite savvy; he not only demonstrated the power of the Dharma Form but also opened the Dharma Form's storage bag for Wei Yuan to see. Inside were pills, some medicinal, some poisonous, and some intoxicating.

Han Li said that these storage bags can also be temporarily materialized. After the battle, there will be no problem with the backpack being too small to hold everything when cleaning up the battlefield. All kinds of trash can be put back, and it will be easier to study their uses when we get back.

This feature caught Wei Yuan's eye, and he quite liked it. When he was fighting in the northern mountain gate, he often looked at the corpses of the Liao people all over the ground, and he would worry for no reason. If he came alone, how would he pack so many things?

With the two advancing to the Dharma Aspect stage, Wei Yuan gained further assistance. He then arranged for them to repair the path of light in the fragments of the world, while he himself prepared to deal with the contingency plans of the five southwestern prefectures.

Just as Wei Yuan was about to leave, a thought suddenly struck him as he heard someone call out, "Immortal Venerable, please come to the island for a meeting."

With a thought, Wei Yuan appeared on a small island overseas, about three thousand miles from the central city. The island was desolate and uninhabited, with only a ring of shallow water around its edge. A campfire burned on the beach, and two figures sat and lay around it.

Wei Yuan walked over and saw that the person by the fire was none other than Fuyao, who had not been seen for a long time.

Then, lying beside him, was a lifeless, motionless figure—it was none other than Long Wushuang, who had died in the last great battle. Wei Yuan had assumed he had dissipated into spiritual energy and returned to the world, but to his surprise, his body remained, and Fuyao had even found it.

Wei Yuan immediately went to check and found that Long Wushuang was indeed dead. There was no spiritual fire or life force in his body; it was just an empty corpse. Wei Yuan tried to investigate with the technique of cause and effect, but there was no response.

This means that Long Wushuang's soul has indeed disappeared, or that he is no longer in the mortal world and is completely isolated from it. This is what is meant by severing karmic ties.

Fuyao bowed deeply and said, "I beg the Immortal Venerable to spare no expense and save him."

Wei Yuan was extremely shocked and said, "You two, you wouldn't have already..."

Fuyao immediately replied, "It's not what the Immortal Venerable thinks. It's just that the required treasures are extremely valuable, so Fuyao has no choice but to come and beg the Immortal Venerable."

What do we need?

"Phoenix Blood Everlasting Moss and a celestial origin."

Wei Yuan frowned slightly. The Origin of Heaven was the Qi of Heaven, which was his life-saving treasure. Besides, he still owed it quite a bit, so it was uncertain whether the bird would give it to him.

In comparison, Phoenix Blood Longevity Moss is alright; it can only be used to refine some longevity pills. If you're lucky, the main pill can extend your life by ninety-nine years, and the secondary pill by thirty or twenty years. It's not particularly precious, but the secondary pills are so rare that even immortals would fight over them, and most Imperial Realm cultivators are not worthy of them...

The more Wei Yuan thought about it, the more his brows furrowed. To be honest, even if Long Wushuang could be saved, he was definitely not worth that much.

Seeing Wei Yuan hesitate, Fuyao stood up and took off her clothes, saying, "I have long heard of the Immortal Venerable's preferences, and I am willing to do my best to please him. However, I have no experience with this before, so if I do anything improper, please give me your guidance. I can learn quickly."

Seeing that Fuyao was actually starting to undress, Wei Yuan was first taken aback, then flew into a rage: "Who is ruining my reputation behind my back?"

(End of this chapter)