Longzang

Chapter 932 Heaven and Earth are Utterly Just
In the desolate realm, Wei Yuan swung his whip and lashed it hard at a powerful sorcerer!
This powerful sorcerer looked very young, but his cultivation was actually quite high. After letting out a painful roar, he looked up at Wei Yuan with a fierce glint in his eyes.

"Still not convinced?" Wei Yuan swung his barbed steel whip again, striking more than a dozen times, each strike sending blood splattering everywhere. The young shaman howled incessantly, but in the end, he endured it.

Wei Yuan put away his whip and said to the power shamans who were watching silently, "The Wild Roar I'm teaching you now is the best formula right now! Don't try anything different! Just shout it strictly according to the recipe, and you'll get steel! I said, you don't need to think about it."

After saying that, Wei Yuan said to the young power sorcerer, "Since you think you are capable and smart, then I will give you a chance to challenge me."

Wei Yuan stretched out his left hand and said, "Use all your strength to hit this way, and let me see just how powerful you really are!"

The young shaman stood up, wiping the blood from his face, his eyes gleaming with a beastly ferocity. He suddenly roared and slammed a full-force punch into Wei Yuan's left hand!
The young power sorcerer had anticipated various scenarios with this punch, most of which would send the skinny, ugly Wei Yuan flying, and a small portion of which would see him bounce back. After all, Wei Yuan's record was what it was, and no power sorcerer dared to say they could defeat Wei Yuan in a magical duel. But this wasn't a magical duel; it was a pure contest of physical strength.

So the young Wu was full of confidence, but he never expected that when he threw this punch, Wei Yuan didn't budge an inch!
Wei Yuan didn't move an inch. There might have been a tiny shift, but none of the power-wielding shamans present could detect it. The young power-wielding shaman felt as if he had punched the hardest ground in the Desolate Realm with all his might. The Desolate Realm would be fine, but he would be in serious trouble.

The young sorcerer stared at his completely deformed fist, hesitated for a moment, and then began to scream in agony.

Wei Yuan then addressed the assembled shamans, saying, “Before you defeat me, none of you are to attempt to alter the Wild Roar, not even a single note! This is not something you can do. Once the Flame Storm has passed, I won’t care what you do, but not now, not here! Now is not the time for you to show off your individuality, nor is it the time to display your minds, which are barely stronger than stones!”
Now, all I want is scrap steel!

"Understood..." the group of powerful shamans replied listlessly and sparsely.

Wei Yuan couldn't force it, so this was the best outcome. These powerful sorcerers were all recruited by Jiu Mu from various parts of the Desolate Realm. They weren't deeply connected to Feng Mang themselves, and many were bought with money by Jiu Mu.

The injured young power sorcerer is a prime example of a troublemaker; he always refuses to do what he's told and has his own ideas. He's not very smart, but he doesn't think so, and he's extremely proactive, wanting to change Fengmang, change the current situation of power sorcerers, and ultimately change the entire wasteland by his own efforts.

After encountering this young sorcerer, Wei Yuan finally understood just how destructive a diligent, proactive, and ambitious fool could be. This young sorcerer had suddenly changed the tone of his roar, adding several vocal flourishes according to his own ideas and aesthetics, resulting in the waste of two furnaces of molten steel. Enraged, Wei Yuan resorted to private punishment, but the young sorcerer seemed completely oblivious to his own wrongdoing.

Seeing the stubborn look in the young shaman's eyes, Wei Yuan finally decided to stop arguing with him and simply sent him off to move ore. Moving ore shouldn't cause any trouble... right?

After dealing with the minor incident, Wei Yuan returned to his room, threw himself into a chair, closed his eyes, rested for about ten seconds, and then got up, spread out the jade paper, and continued to revise the doctrine.

The molten dragon appeared in the room at some point. He did not disturb Wei Yuan, but instead looked at the scene in the room with great interest.

Hundreds of images floated in the room, all depicting battles between the Power Wizards and the Flame Demons. Each image was different, showing the Power Wizards' innate skills and equipment. Their opponents ranged from one to dozens of wild insects, flame demons, and avian dragons.

In each video clip, the powerful sorcerer dies, and the battle restarts. The sorcerer in the new video clip adjusts their strategy based on the opponent's finishing move, and then the battle begins again. These hundreds of videos represent hundreds of deductive processes.

Wei Yuan would write some doctrine, then revise the armor on the power sorcerer's body, repeating this cycle. When designing a piece of armor, Wei Yuan would list out densely packed numbers and draw hundreds of simple diagrams. Whether the curved surface was flatter or more convex made no difference to the Molten Dragon, but Wei Yuan calculated on several sheets of jade paper before realizing he was going in the wrong direction, so he tore them up and started calculating again.

The dragon stared silently for a long time before asking, "What's the use of calculating all this?"

Wei Yuan looked up and saw the Molten Dragon. He wasn't surprised at all and said, "These curved surfaces have different curvatures, so their ability to resist dispersed forces is also different. Furthermore, their effectiveness in resisting different Dao techniques is also different. We need to calculate all of these before we know how to modify them. In the end, the improvement may only be a little over 10%, but as long as the defense of vital points can be improved by 10%, the overall survival rate will be greatly improved. I haven't calculated the specifics yet, but it should roughly double."

Wei Yuan rubbed his forehead and sighed, "The study of mathematics is just too difficult. It seems it has no intention of being my friend."

Ronglong picked up a piece of jade paper, glanced at it, and put it down. He picked up another one, put it down again, and then smiled bitterly, saying, "It seems it's even less willing to be friends with me."

In this way, Wei Yuan and Ronglong developed a mutual respect for each other.

Molten Dragon's gaze shifted, and he saw a stack of jade paper on the table, already bound into a book. He picked it up casually and saw that the cover read "Principles of Refining Wild Steel Armor".

Molten Dragon opened the book and read it carefully. The whole book started with the forging of raw steel, then moved on to different methods of forging parts, and then to armor design schemes suitable for several common power witch training styles.

At the very end of the book, Wei Yuan dedicated a separate chapter to how to prune the excess limbs of a Power Witch. The entire book ultimately boils down to four words: "Too much is as bad as too little." Ronglongzai carefully read the entire book, especially the last chapter, which he read three times. His gaze lingered on the phrase "Too much is as bad as too little" for a long time before he finally put the book down, saying, "Even the last chapter is close to the Dao. The benefits that the phrase 'Too much is as bad as too little' will bring to my Power Witch clan are unimaginable!"

The dragon paused for a moment before sighing, "In the past, the power sorcerers were so simple that they were almost authentic. Their bodies were as hard as steel, and their sorcery was simple and pure, yet capable of destroying the world. But I don't know when it started, a distorted trend swept through the entire power sorcerer world. The beauty of limbs was valued for their quantity and strangeness, and the ultimate beauty was no longer the ultimate strength and power of the past."

Moreover, anyone who opposes will be attacked by the masses. This is mainly because the celestial shamans at the top are all like this. Thus, the top sets an example for the bottom, gradually leading to the situation we see today. I never imagined that I would live to see the phrase "too much of a good thing." These four words alone are enough to open up a new path.

Wei Yuan was a little embarrassed by the praise and said, "I didn't think that much about it. I was just thinking about how to maximize the combat power of the Force Wizard with the least cost and the highest efficiency. Everything was planned around this theme."

The Molten Dragon said, "But there's one thing I don't understand. What you're doing now has far exceeded all the shamans' expectations. The value of this book is no less than the paths I placed in the library. What is your purpose? Is it just to take a wisp of my fortune?"

Wei Yuan was a little tired. He rubbed his eyes and sighed, "I didn't want this to happen either, but after fighting a big battle with the Flame Demon, I realized that the real danger is actually here. If we're talking about the big picture, this is the real big picture, concerning the life and death of this realm."

"What have you discovered?"

Wei Yuan said, "...Flame Demons are not natural beings; they were created."

"I thought you wouldn't find out in the end."

"In the Middle Ages, the Ancestral Witches led the Heavenly Witches in a great battle against the Flame Demons. Were they fighting the Flame Demons or the extraterrestrial demons who created them?"

Molten Dragon hesitated for a moment before saying, "I don't know either. There are no written records of that battle. Apart from the Ancestral Witch, all the other Heavenly Witches have perished. So if you want to know the truth, I'm afraid you'll have to ask the Ancestral Witch."

Wei Yuan asked solemnly, "What do you think?"

The Molten Dragon chuckled and said, "You'll see when I nail myself to this spot and don't move."

"But that's not your own responsibility."

“Every Celestial Witch has their own ideas, and I can’t influence any of them. I can only do my part first. Besides, I’ve actually received enough benefits, and the world will be just.” The Molten Dragon pointed to the top of his head.

Wei Yuan said, "If Heaven and Earth are just, then they should also have their own wishes."

Molten Dragon chuckled and said, "Forget about your doctrines. But if you want to develop a few followers, just stay within the Edge of the Blade. Once you leave here, I can't protect you. Nine Eyes is completely unreliable; you absolutely cannot trust it."

"The matter of missionary work will be left to fate, and I will not force it. I will first finish refining the raw steel and the armor-making techniques. Once the entire fortress is renovated and all the power shamans are fully armored, the defense of these three thousand power shamans will be comparable to that before the Flame Burst."

"Then I won't bother you any longer." Molten Dragon got up and left the room.

As soon as he stepped out the door, Wei Yuan began battling with countless numbers again.

Molten Dragon gently closed the door, looked up at the sky above, and said in a voice only he could hear, "...Heaven and earth will have their own justice."

In the room, Wei Yuan suddenly stopped writing and began to ponder what Ronglong had just said. That phrase, "Heaven and earth have their own justice," seemed to have a hidden meaning. Based on Wei Yuan's experience in this realm, this statement was simply untenable; at most, it could only be said that "Heaven and earth have their own preferences."

Is there a difference between heaven and earth?
After pondering deeply for a long time, Wei Yuan finally wrote down a line: What is the sky?
Looking at these words, Wei Yuan thought of the differences between different regions of this world, the Netherworld and the fragments of the extinct outer world, and finally the three pillars of heaven that the Flame Demon stood on in this world.

Wei Yuan felt a sudden thought, realizing he was very close to something, but he couldn't break through the final barrier yet.

(End of this chapter)