Longzang

Chapter 803 Not of the Same Origin
"I am not a mother dragon!"

Wei Yuan asked curiously, "You even distinguish between male and female?"

Shadow Dragon paused, then said apologetically, "They really don't distinguish between male and female, but when it comes to laying eggs..."

Shadow Dragons and Corpse Dragons are creations of nature, and naturally, they are neither male nor female. Since they are neither male nor female, theoretically they can both lay eggs. This is how Wei Yuan understands it, and this is also what the book says.

Yinglong immediately understood Wei Yuan's meaning and stammered, "Well... it's not entirely impossible. But..."

But Wei Yuan ignored his "but" and said directly, "Then let's go for the next one. It has to be bigger. If it's too small, we'll have to go for the next one."

Shadow Dragon was on the verge of tears. If he had known this would happen, he would have been better off hiding in the clouds. It was all his fault for trying to curry favor with Wei Yuan as soon as he saw Tiandi advance, only to fall into a huge pit.

The shadow dragon coiled up and flew into the clouds a moment later, leaving behind two eggs.

Looking at the two dragon eggs that could be held in one hand, and thinking about the Shadow Dragon's nearly 100-foot-long body, Wei Yuan felt quite helpless. In the end, it still managed to find a loophole.

Although small, these two dragon eggs were full of life and were genuine dragon eggs, showing no signs of being cheaply made. The Shadow Dragon had also suffered a great loss of energy laying these eggs and needed to rest, so it might not be able to participate in the major battle three months later.

However, for Wei Yuan, these two eggs were far more important than a Shadow Dragon.

Upon returning to the Creation of Heaven and Earth Research Institute, Wei Yuan handed over one of the dragon eggs to the Genetic Engineering Branch. This dragon egg was top-tier genetic material, and with it as a sample, it was natural that genetic weapons suitable for human life could be developed.

Wei Yuan entrusted the other dragon egg to the newly established Extraordinary Life Research Institute for incubation. If it hatched successfully, they would obtain the first generation of dragons and, incidentally, figure out whether the dragon or the dragon egg came first.

Dragon eggs must be laid by dragons, but dragons can be transformed from other things, so the dragon eggs must have come first.

Afterwards, Wei Yuan went to the Research Institute of War Equipment for Equality of All Beings. In the courtyard, there were neat rows of translucent glass jars, each containing a wisp of green mist.

Several researchers were putting a specially made suit of armor on a cultivator, then inserting a glass jar containing vital energy into his ribs. The cultivator's armor immediately glowed faintly, and he was then taken to the testing ground to begin testing the effects of various magical weapons on him.

The director of the research institute appeared before Wei Yuan and said, "This is our latest Qi Luck Armor, which can simulate the effect of being blessed with good fortune. It is especially good at protecting one's life, and its effectiveness is far beyond what the surface data shows."

Wei Yuan, now considered a master of luck, immediately understood. When luck is on one's side, a strike that would normally inflict serious injury can often be deflected, resulting in only a minor wound. This effect cannot be reflected by the meager defensive stats of armor.

With these armors of destiny, even if Wei Yuan is no longer among mortals, ordinary people can fight on their own and deal with danger.

After a moment of silence, Wei Yuan said quietly, "You all seem to really want me to be gone!"

The dean was taken aback and hurriedly said he dared not, then quickly explained that the Armor of Fortune was intended for use when encountering fragments of the world again. This would greatly extend the time mortals could spend in the game and make their combat power even more formidable, thus relieving the Immortal Venerable of some of his burdens.

The more the dean explained, the more Wei Yuan felt his guilty conscience, and he had no desire to stay any longer. Just as he was about to leave, the dean asked with a forced smile, "Immortal Venerable, when will there be another small world? Everyone is impatient."

Wei Yuan was speechless. Was this something that could be created just like that? There would be a major battle in three months, but it would be good enough if they could withstand the first wave of attacks.

Wei Yuan didn't say anything more at that moment. After surveying the area, he went to the Battle Saint Hall to check on everyone's cultivation progress. Finally, he arrived at the small island in the sea, beneath the towering Jianmu tree.

Fuyao was still meditating here, and hadn't moved for who knows how long.

Her beauty was natural and ethereal, like a wisp of fairy air, untouched by the mortal world, unrelated to this place. Above her head appeared a large tree, half of its trunk charred by lightning, with sparks of lightning constantly climbing up and down. The other half of the tree was thriving, full of life.

Wei Yuan carefully examined her Dharma image for a while before approaching her. Thunderwood is currently lacking in the mortal realm; if Fuyao can advance further, it will benefit the entire mortal realm.

Sensing Wei Yuan's arrival, Fuyao opened her eyes and said, "Immortal Venerable, you've even considered the advancement of the Heaven and Earth realms."

Ignoring the sarcasm in her words, Wei Yuan pointed at Long Wushuang and asked, "Who is he?"

Fuyao raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "Immortal Venerable, you saw through it?"

Wei Yuan snorted and said, "If you can't see that, you're unworthy of being called the Creator Immortal Venerable!"

"Did the Immortal Venerable really see through it?" Fuyao asked earnestly. Wei Yuan was somewhat annoyed: "Would I, the dignified Immortal Venerable of Creation, lie to you...?"

Before the words were finished, dark clouds suddenly gathered in the sky, and thunder rumbled faintly.

Fuyao smiled and said, "This was originally a small test that Fuyao set for the Immortal Venerable. The Immortal Venerable is indeed an Immortal Venerable, and he solved it so quickly. Since that's the case, I will tell you the truth and there will be a reward for you."

"You were created by me, what else could you possibly give me..." Wei Yuan muttered to himself, his expression unchanged, and asked, "What do you want to tell me?"

Fuyao said, "Long Wushuang's spirit has been extinguished, so he can be said to be dead. But his body is still alive, and I have maintained his last bit of life. At this moment, his body is a natural spiritual seed. As long as it is placed in a place with abundant spiritual energy, it can regenerate its spirit after a period of time, which can be considered a kind of rebirth."

Wei Yuan was finally moved. Every single one of these naturally gifted individuals was exceptionally precious. Now that Long Wushuang could be reborn, it was truly a great thing.

Wei Yuan looked at the Jianmu sapling, which had grown to over seventy zhang tall, and said, "Is this a place brimming with spiritual energy?"

"This place is one, but it's not the best."

"And where is the best place?" Wei Yuan asked.

"The best place is beneath the statue of the Creator Immortal. If you can be buried there, you will surely regain your spirituality within three years."

Wei Yuan felt increasingly uneasy as he listened. Buried under his own statue? Wouldn't that mean his own statue had become something to suppress and seal it?

The power of mortals' faith in the Creator God is filtered through the statue and then turns entirely negative when it reaches the bottom. Therefore, what is cultivated three years later may be a naturally born spiritual being, but it is more likely to be a world-destroying demon.

Wei Yuan looked at Fuyao intently, pondering whether the Yin-Yang Furnace Formation could refine this scourge.

Fuyao glanced at Wei Yuan and said, "The progress of the Immortal Venerable is indeed a bit slow. Having a Heavenly Demon as an opponent can help you hone your skills at all times, which is very beneficial to your path to immortality."

Wei Yuan said irritably, "While I value talent, I am not without principles. Anyone who cannot be used by me is an enemy. So you'd better think carefully before you speak!"

"Why should the Immortal Venerable be angry? I am acting in my own best interests, and also for the Immortal Venerable's sake."

Wei Yuan angrily said, "I've been managing such a huge mess, and I've cultivated fast enough! How many people outside can progress faster than me? Try it on someone else, and they'll die of old age without ever advancing in their cultivation level."

Fuyao said, "Of course it can be faster. We can go out and fight more battles. It's not a good idea to just stay idle like this. We will do our best. Even if we die in battle, it doesn't matter. There will always be other people born."

Wei Yuan hadn't expected Fuyao to be such a warmonger, and immediately said, "This is not something I can decide, nor is it something you should be concerned about. Let's clarify the matter of Long Wushuang first."

Fuyao said, "As I just said, Long Wushuang's body has already become a spirit seed. There are actually other options for the growth of the spirit seed. In the last great battle, I collected some scattered spiritual essence and slowly nurtured it, and it is now close to maturity. If the Immortal Venerable is willing to bestow upon it the origin from beyond the heavens, it can be reborn in the spirit seed. This spiritual essence is 70% Lei Ling and 30% Yin Ren."

Wei Yuan was taken aback and said, "Is that so?"

Fuyao said, "This is my innate ability, which was only awakened after I took on the Dharma Form. So, I'm still quite useful to the Immortal Venerable, aren't I?"

Wei Yuan nodded repeatedly: "Useful! Very useful!"

"As for loyalty, that depends on the Immortal Venerable's performance."

Putting everything else aside, the mere fact that Lei Ling could be resurrected would be a tremendous gain. Such geniuses are extremely rare, at least on par with Xu Henshui and Shangguan Qianmo. If she could be used by Wei Yuan, it would be like adding wings to a tiger.

At this moment, Wei Yuan's gaze towards Fuyao completely changed, immediately becoming intense and passionate. He asked, "How should I perform?"

Fuyao smiled gently, her clothes transforming into starlight that slowly drifted away, and said, "...As I said before, there's also a reward."

Wei Yuan hurriedly said, "That won't be necessary! You were born in my mental world, and you originated from my primordial spirit. If something were to happen between us, wouldn't that be..."

Fuyao shook her head: "The Immortal Venerable merely created this world, while we are born from it and have no relation to the Immortal Venerable. It's like the Immortal Venerable cultivating a field; the flowers and plants that grow there are not of the same origin as the Immortal Venerable. Therefore, the Immortal Venerable can control the world, but cannot control us at will."

(End of this chapter)