Longzang

Chapter 873 Attitude
Wei Yuan circled a weathered stone platform several times but couldn't find a patch of shadow, and he deduced that there wouldn't be any shadow there for several more hours.

He looked up at the stone platform, which showed obvious signs of weathering, and punched it.

With a hum, the entire stone platform vibrated at a strange frequency, doubling the force of Wei Yuan's attack and bouncing it back.

Wei Yuan felt a sharp pain in his hand; his hand bone had actually cracked!

Wei Yuan's physical body was already incredibly strong; he could crush steel like mud, and anything without spiritual power was like flour in his hands. Yet, in this Great Wilderness Realm, he couldn't even break a single ordinary-looking stone by smashing it? This was completely contrary to the laws of nature.

Wei Yuan refused to give up.

But after trying dozens of times and using all the knowledge he had acquired in his life, Wei Yuan finally realized that he couldn't move these stone platforms for the time being.

The ground's properties were also quite strange; the soil was loose and the particles were distinct, yet it was extremely heavy. When Wei Yuan thrust his spear down, it only created a small crater a few inches deep. Then, the edges of the crater began to turn to sand, filling it up in the blink of an eye, as if nothing had happened.

The spearhead of the "Compassion" weapon was a triangular pyramid shape, making it practically useless for digging. Without a suitable tool, Wei Yuan abandoned the idea of ​​digging a hole in the ground.

He looked around and saw that there was another stone platform several miles away. Observing the shape of the stone platform and the trajectory of the sun, Wei Yuan automatically deduced that there was definitely no shadow on the front. He didn't know the shape of the back, but if he was lucky, there might be a protruding part.

But just by looking at the weathered marks on the stone platform, Wei Yuan knew that the chances were slim.

At this moment, Wei Yuan's internal body temperature had far exceeded the boiling point of water. According to the measurements of the outer world, Wei Yuan estimated that his body temperature had reached 150 degrees Celsius. Although it was still within a tolerable range, the inability to dissipate heat was a fatal problem, and sooner or later he would die in this eerie sunlight.

Wei Yuan pointed, then pointed again, but his fingertips were empty. No matter what he used—the Rain Transformation Technique, the Rushing Flow Technique, or the Creation Technique—not a single drop of water could be produced.

Wei Yuan frowned slightly. He should still be able to create water if he still possessed Dao power. It must be that the Dao of this world is vastly different from his own, causing the Dao techniques to fail. This was extremely troublesome. Before testing the Dao of Heaven and Earth, Wei Yuan must have already transformed into a human torch.

"Calm down..." Wei Yuan looked up at the sky. He couldn't stay cold now, he could only stay calm.

He sat down against the stone platform, so at least his back wouldn't be exposed to the sun, and began to think of a solution. His immediate priority was to stop absorbing heat, or perhaps... dissipate it?
Wei Yuan suddenly felt his mind expand. Having memories of the outer world, he knew that even in this world where Taoist magic was ineffective, there were still many ways to create something extraordinary and produce effects similar to Taoist magic.

Therefore, Wei Yuan activated his intelligence and simultaneously initiated research in 512 directions. The reason he didn't unleash his full power was that doing so would generate a large amount of waste heat, and even a little extra heat could be fatal at this point.

Fortunately, the five hundred-plus tasks were enough. In the blink of an eye, Wei Yuan found several ways to cool down. He opened his mouth and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

He needed to use blood as a medium to remove the heat from his body, since the external environment was much colder than his body temperature.

However, when the blood fell into the sunlight, it turned into a perfectly round pink sphere, and the temperature continued to rise, without dissipating any heat into the environment.

Wei Yuan frowned and pondered, and in the blink of an eye, he found the problem: the heat dissipation area was too small.

Then he opened his mouth, and fresh blood turned around, spitting out a thin blood cake, which opened on its own after leaving his body, like a folded umbrella.

It still didn't work, and because the area exposed to sunlight increased, the temperature rose rapidly.

Wei Yuan pondered for a moment, then spat out various strange shapes of blood: grids, mist, cones, crystals—none of them worked. The experiment to reflect sunlight also failed completely. The sunlight here wasn't ordinary light; it only looked like light.

Then a task provided an idea: could it be that heat cannot be exchanged? Or that the materials in this environment are not good at absorbing heat?
Following this line of thought, Wei Yuan finally found a solution. He spat out another mouthful of blood, and then a pillar of intense fire suddenly rose from it. The fire vanished in a flash, but the blood had already turned ice-cold.

Wei Yuan opened his mouth and inhaled the blood, which seeped into his entire body, finally lowering his body temperature slightly. Regardless of whether the surrounding area absorbed the heat, Wei Yuan forcefully expelled it, directly spewing heat in the form of flames. The cost was the loss of some blood, which he used to carry away a large amount of heat.

Having found a solution, Wei Yuan's spirits lifted, and the next step was to continuously adjust and optimize the heat dissipation method. After several rounds of optimization, he hummed, and two wisps of white steam billowed from his nostrils, slowly dissipating.

This white mist was actually high-level Dao fire, but Wei Yuan added some illusionary techniques, making it look like celestial mist—much more visually appealing than actual fire. Dao fire is much hotter than mortal fire, and these two wisps of white mist were approaching the true fire of the sun, carrying away far more heat than mortal fire. However, the exhalation from his nostrils still looked somewhat strange. Wei Yuan was considering whether to install several exhaust pipes on the back of his body, specifically for expelling fire and propelling himself forward.

With the heat dissipation method, Wei Yuan regained his mobility. He quickly ran and searched for more than a dozen stone platforms, covering more than a hundred miles, but still could not find a suitable place to stay.

Fortunately, the sun has shifted in the sky, and one of the stars whose trajectory will be blocked by a large star, so things should be a bit better.

Wei Yuan scanned his body with his divine sense and found that he had already lost a full pound in a short period of time since falling into this world. At this rate of loss, he would soon need to find something to eat.

So he picked up a pebble from the ground, threw it into his mouth, and heard a soft cracking sound. His tooth broke, but the pebble was fine.

Wei Yuan grabbed another handful of soil and swallowed it. The soil entered his stomach, was first ignited by fire, then washed by acid, then ground and resonated—all sorts of methods were used, but the soil remained soil, without the slightest change.

Helpless, Wei Yuan had no choice but to spit the soil out again, but this mouthful of soil didn't take away any heat.

This place is simply unbelievable; it's completely impervious to reason!
Wei Yuan now deeply doubts how Tian Yu survived here. With his physical strength, he should have turned into a fireball in about an hour.

The only explanation is that Tianyu is lying. But Tianyu never lies to people smarter than himself, so Wei Yuan doesn't think he would lie to him.

That means the Great Wilderness isn't just this one type of terrain; there must be places where people can live.

As Wei Yuan was pondering, he suddenly sensed the ground tremble and then discovered a monster charging straight towards him in the distance. Even hiding behind the stone platform was useless. From tens of miles away, it had already locked onto Wei Yuan.

This monster resembled an ox, its body bluish-red, with tiny eyes that were almost invisible unless you looked very closely. It stood about ten feet tall, and as it ran, it would spew forth raging flames from its sides, creating a truly imposing sight!

The giant bull galloped like the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it rushed in front of Wei Yuan, and with a lowered head, it rammed into him.

Intrigued to test the bull's quality, Wei Yuan charged at it. The impact was devastating, sending the giant bull staggering backward, each step leaving a large crater in the ground. Wei Yuan followed closely, raising his spear and piercing the bull's head.

A flash of blue light appeared on the spear, and the user activated their supernatural power, instantly pulverizing everything inside the bull's head and body. The giant bull didn't even have time to scream before collapsing dead.

The giant bull died so swiftly and decisively that Wei Yuan had not expected it.

He examined the spear in his hand more closely. Since its forging, Wei Yuan hadn't properly studied this spiritual treasure. Now, the spear possessed two distinct strands of immortal power: [Protecting the Master] and [Piercing the Void]. In addition, it had an innate divine ability that could unleash massive damage the moment an opponent was struck, and the tougher the opponent, the greater the damage.

Under this innate divine power, those struck by the gun, even those with slightly weaker constitutions, would likely die instantly. To die without pain in this way can be described as supremely compassionate. No wonder this gun was bestowed the name "Compassion" by the Heavenly Dao.

Looking at the cow carcass on the ground, Wei Yuan was overjoyed. This cow was so huge; it should be enough to feed them for several days. Their food supply was secured!
He was about to use his gun as a blade to cut the beef when he heard a thunderous roar behind him: "Get your hands off my cow!"

Wei Yuan turned around expressionlessly and saw a three-armed, four-legged shaman rushing towards him. This shaman wasn't shouting in shamanic language, but rather transmitting his true thoughts directly. Even without a common language, they could communicate easily.

He rushed up to Wei Yuan, who was only waist-high to him, and roared, "Can't you understand my Daoist teachings? Fine, now I'll teach you what attitude is!"

He swung his fist, which was the size of a water vat, and slammed it down hard on Wei Yuan!

After a violent earthquake...

The shaman knelt before Wei Yuan, banging his head on the ground, crying out, "Master, I was wrong!"

　The title of the previous chapter was incorrect, but the system does not support modification.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)