Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 336 In this world, there are never perfect solutions. (4000)

Zhang Yuanzhu stood at the bow of the boat, looking up at the assembled masters without saying a word.

The talismans in his bosom flickered, and jade tablets trembled in his storage bag.

He awaits the decision of the seven major meridians.

Whatever the outcome, he is willing to face it and respond in the most violent manner.

The world grew increasingly silent, and the space increasingly oppressive.

After an unknown amount of time, the valiant young man from the Refining Weapon Dao lineage took a step forward.

Boom~
Like the sky collapsing, like the earth being overturned.

The boy held a sword in one hand, looking down.
"We have different opinions, so let's put this matter aside for now. You can wait here."

Extend your arms and spread your fingers.

Press down!

咻咻 咻 ~
Five sword energies, like pillars of heaven, crashed down.

Smoke and dust rose, sword energy intertwined, sealing the sky and locking the earth, solidifying space.

Zhang Yuanzhu's deep, dark eyes peered through the sword energy barrier, watching several blurry figures argue before leaving one by one.

He took out a futon, sat cross-legged, took out a measuring ruler, placed it flat on his knees, and gently stroked it.

The young man remained calm and chuckled softly.
“What a mess!”

Like fallen leaves, they are easily shaken by a strong wind, and may even be shattered into pieces.

He propped his arm up, resting his cheek on it, gazing at the shattered landscape beneath the sword's aura, and murmured to himself:
'The sun, the paper figures, and the sea of ​​blood—the causes of today will bring you the consequences of tomorrow.'

Immediately, he cut off all distracting thoughts and transformed them into the most intense fighting spirit.

To contend with heaven, to fight with earth, to contend with man—that is what makes it all the more interesting.

When we have enough strength, everything will eventually be settled.

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes flickered. Being confined here was neither good nor bad for him.

This is a good opportunity to go into seclusion and cultivate to become stronger.

And sect affairs will no longer be of any concern to him.

A thought.

A mutilated corpse and a storage bag floated in front of him.

This is the spoils he obtained after killing the Ning Sha Zhenren of Wuliang Palace.

"Real flesh and blood are probably the biggest gain from this battle."

Zhang Yuanzhu spoke softly, extended his hand, and gently waved it.

bang~
A pitch-black coffin landed on the deck, and the coffin lid slowly opened, revealing a golden-armored corpse.

He carefully observed the corpse being refined, sensing the vast, boundless corpse energy within its body, and a smile appeared on his face.

The Golden Armored Corpse has refined all the flesh and blood collected by the Corpse Refining Cultivation ...

He reached out and placed his hand on the remains of the real person, then threw it directly into the coffin.

roar~
The golden-armored corpse roared, its blank face now showing excitement.

Mouth open, drink blood.

In an instant, the aura of the corpse being refined rose at a visible speed.

The young man nodded, closed the coffin again, and put the body away.

Immediately, his gaze fell on the storage bag, and he reached out and grabbed it.

With a light tap of his five fingers, lines formed at his fingertips, breaking the restrictions on the storage bag.

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, all the restrictions dissipated.

Turn the bag upside down and give it a gentle shake.

Wow!

One by one, the magical objects fell onto the deck.

Spirit stones, spiritual herbs, elixirs... Zhang Yuanzhu scanned them one by one.

what!
The young man was surprised and his gaze fell on a bracelet.

The bracelet is emerald green, crystal clear, and seems to have been created by nature, making it extraordinary.

He put down the storage bag in his hand, gently held the bracelet, and examined it carefully.

"High-grade spiritual weapon!"

A hint of disappointment flashed in the young man's eyes. It was a pity it wasn't a weapon of destruction; he wondered if it would have any special characteristics.

Whispering in my heart:
'Take control!'

In an instant, the jade bracelet disappeared.

Deep within my soul, the mirror woven from red, purple, and blue light underwent a slight change.

Mastery: [Level 2] Jade Bracelet (Trait: Damage Substitution)

"Substitute injury?"

Zhang Yuanzhu frowned slightly; this was the first time he had encountered this kind of "characteristic".

A strange instinct was brewing within my body, as if it could establish a connection with something.

A hand reached out, radiance shone forth, and a blood-red bead appeared in the palm.

This low-grade spiritual artifact, obtained from the Fallen Demon Mountain, could no longer keep up with his pace, so it was a good time to try out its new characteristics.

"Take the fall!"

Zhang Yuanzhu murmured, pondering the meaning contained in the name.

At the same time, an inexplicable surge of energy flowed into the blood-red pearl from within the body.

In an instant, he seemed to establish a special connection with this magical artifact, completely different from refining a magical artifact.

The young man's eyes flickered, and he stretched out his free hand, pulling his five fingers together.

A purple lightning blade appeared in his palm.

"If I'm not mistaken, that's how it should be."

The lightning blade slashed down with lightning speed.

Stab it!

The thunder was dazzling, and the blades were sharp.

Her skin was as smooth as ever, but…

Zhang Yuanzhu looked ahead, gazing thoughtfully at the new scratches on the Bloodlight Bead.

"Establish contact and replace the injury."

The young man has deep-set double pupils, a trait that greatly enhances his combat power.

In crucial moments, they can even turn defeat into victory.

However, it remains unclear whether this direct transfer of harm is achieved through cause and effect or through ritual.

Like the moon reflected in water or a flower in the mist, he could not see the principles and truths contained within them.

Call ~
He exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Zhang Yuanzhu stopped thinking about it and began experimenting with the [Characteristic] damage substitution limit.

Sizzle! Sizzle! Crack!

The blood-red pearl developed more and more cracks, and was finally put away when it was on the verge of breaking.

By consuming a magical artifact, he roughly understood the limit of his [Characteristic] damage mitigation ability. At most, it could withstand an arm breakage. If the injury became more severe, the special connection between him and the magical artifact would be severed.

The injuries will also fall on one's own body.

"Transferring minor injuries is not bad."

The young man nodded. [Characteristic] His damage substitution ability is not bad.

"As expected of a divine power involving that being."

Zhang Yuanzhu sighed softly.

Since breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage, he has used his spiritual sense to scan himself, trying to explore how 'control' and even [characteristics] are generated.

Unfortunately, nothing was found.

Stopping his thoughts, he took out a high-grade spiritual artifact—the Azure Glazed Robe—from his storage bag, used 'Substitute Injury' to establish a connection, and then put it away.

In this way, the means of self-defense are greatly enhanced.

Zhang Yuanzhu's lips curled up in a smile, and he flicked his sleeves to gather up the clutter on the deck.

Immediately, he took out the Thunder Law Jade Slip from his bosom and continued to refine the Five-Colored Thunder Technique.

As time passed and night fell, he casually placed the jade slip aside, vibrated his fascia, and accelerated the tempering process.

Until dawn, he took out the meteorite core and placed it on his abdomen to absorb lightning and increase his magical power.

He practiced this way day after day without ever slacking off.

……

One month later! Zhang Yuanzhu sat cross-legged, his body crackling with five-colored lightning, which fluttered in the wind like a robe.

He reached out and gently stroked the lightning, feeling the tingling sensation on his fingertips, a smile appearing on his face.

The Five-Colored Thunder Technique is complete!
He opened his palm, his five fingers shifted, and lightning gathered in his palm, transforming into a colorful bead.

With fingers clenched together, the beads scattered with a crash.

"hehe!"

Zhang Yuanzhu chuckled, his thunder magic advancing further, and his killing techniques becoming even more powerful.

Moreover, his cultivation level and body refinement have both improved significantly during this month of training.

He stood up, brushed the dust off his red robe, tilted his head slightly, and gazed at the sword energy that covered the land:
"You've been observing for quite some time, aren't you coming out yet?"

"Ugh!"

A sigh escaped, and a hunched figure emerged from behind the sword curtain.

They stepped forward, approaching the warship.

This is an old man wearing a Taoist robe and a star-shaped crown, with a face full of wrinkles and an air of age.

"Old Daoist Ye Xing greets young friend."

Zhang Yuanzhu casually draped his arm over the long ruler, his expression unchanged, and slowly uttered a few words:
"Yixing!"

The Taoist nodded, took another step, boarded the warship, and looked at the handsome young man in front of him.

Full of vigor and vitality, like the rising sun.

There was no unease or anxiety caused by imprisonment.

The old Taoist priest lowered his eyes, his expression filled with regret.

“Young friend, you should have joined Qianfa and then Yixing, instead of struggling in this quagmire.”

"mud?"

"Your Excellency, please be careful with your words. Zhuoyang is the lineage from which I come, and it cannot be slandered."

The young man gently stroked the measuring ruler with his five fingers, sensing the power naturally emanating from the old man's body, as vast as the sea, and faintly carrying a mysterious aura.

He narrowed his double pupils and spoke:
"It is you lot who are constantly plotting and scheming, which is quite annoying."

The old man was speechless; this was the first time anyone had spoken to him like this since he broke through to the Condensing Qi Realm.

Even so, the once-proud genius treated him with utmost respect.

"It seems that you harbor resentment towards the Dao lineage, but you have no idea how much effort we have put in just to ensure the continuation of the sect."

"hehe!"

Zhang Yuanzhu scoffed and asked directly:
"Your Excellency has come here not to have a heart-to-heart talk with me. Speak frankly and do not say more."

Ye Xing remained silent, slightly raising his head. The turbidity in his eyes dissipated, revealing a faint starlight, mysterious and extraordinary. He slowly spoke:
"Is Ye Jinxian dead?"

boom!
A ripple of emotion stirred within him, but the young man's expression remained calm and unchanged.

"They were surrounded and killed by the three major sects of Boundless, Soul Erosion, and Puppet."

The old Taoist remained silent for a moment before speaking again:
"What a pity, that was originally the future Dao Master of the Yi Xing lineage, a promising talent who was expected to form his core."

Zhang Yuanzhu, his red robe fluttering in the wind, simply watched the old Taoist priest silently, without uttering a word.

The other party's visit likely has more than one purpose.

Ye Xing's eyes became cloudy again, and his aura of decline deepened. He stretched out his aged hand and pressed down on his fluttering Taoist robe.

He spoke slowly and deliberately, recounting recent events.

"The Yan Kingdom launched a surprise attack on the Qian Kingdom half a month ago. Lin'an City fell, the Black Horn Dharma lineage was defeated and fled. Now, the Qian Kingdom has been destroyed, and its territory has been annexed by the Yan Kingdom."

Zhang Yuanzhu's expression was strange. What was the point of the old man talking to him about these trivial matters? Did he expect him to stop the Yan state from attacking?

Putting aside his current weakness, if he were strong enough, he would have ascended the sacred mountains where several major meridians were located immediately.

The old Taoist priest seemed oblivious to the young man's strange expression and continued:

"Not long ago, the elders of the Chuyun lineage left the sect one after another and returned to the Yuan Kingdom. Their actions were somewhat unusual."

"We need you to go to the Yuan Kingdom to investigate. If necessary, you can take action to ensure that the Yuan Kingdom remains a subordinate force of our sect."

Zhang Yuanzhu felt increasingly uneasy, and his double pupils narrowed slightly.
"Let me go?"

“Even if a real person were to visit the Yuan Kingdom, they would be far more intimidating than I am.”

Ye Xing's gaze passed over the crimson shadow, looking at the vast rivers and mountains, and he murmured to himself:
"This battle only involves nations, not sects. Apart from the few nations' own Condensing Fiend Realm True Persons, other Condensing Fiend Realm True Persons are not allowed to interfere."

"Yan? Qian? Yuan?"

"Ha ha!"

Zhang Yuanzhu couldn't help but burst into laughter. He finally understood everything and knew why the old man had come looking for him.

Really
Funny!
Even now, they still dare not exert all their strength to conquer and kill.

They actually chose to engage in this kind of playful banter with Wuliang Palace.

The old Taoist priest remained silent, listening to the unrestrained laughter, a trace of sorrow flashing in his eyes.

The sects certainly wanted a fair and square duel, but not to mention the thirty-six lineages, even the seven major lineages themselves dared not go all out, because too many spies had been planted within the sects, and they could not be eliminated one by one.

After an unknown amount of time, the laughter stopped.

Zhang Yuanzhu uttered each word carefully:
"Why?"

"Whether you imprison me here, whether you launch continuous attacks by Tai Ri and the paper dolls, or whether you rely on the fact that the entire sect will stand by and watch if I encounter any crisis."

With a slight tilt of his body, a violent and tyrannical aura burst forth, shattering wisps of sword energy and raising clouds of dust.

“You are all heartless and ungrateful; how can I go to you?”

The old Taoist priest frowned, withdrew his gaze, and stood with his hands behind his back.

"The scorching sun, the vast ocean, the azure thunder, and even the azure sky, whether you acknowledge it or not, are all under the protection of the sect."

"If the conquest is lost, the Dao lineage may survive, but the Dharma lineage will surely be completely destroyed."

"Young friend, are you really willing to do this?"

The old Taoist priest spoke solemnly, slowly explaining:
"The sects are scattered and have different thoughts. Our predecessors also wanted to integrate them. The Dao artifacts hanging high in the sky are all the result of our efforts."

"This old Taoist priest is powerless; he can only patch things up and try to keep the sect going, hoping for successors."

Zhang Yuanzhu listened to the old Taoist's words indifferently, his mind calm and undisturbed.

However, the safety of the Zhuoyang lineage to which he belongs, as well as the several close lineages, is indeed a concern.

Even though he was dissatisfied with the sect, he couldn't lead several lineages to leave and join other forces.

Looking around, no force in the ancient cliff mountain would accept them.

Call ~
The young man exhaled, suppressing the dust and dispersing the rolling air currents.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked serious, extended his palm, and held out three fingers.

"Three things. If you agree, I will go to the Yuan Kingdom; if you do not agree, you will find other cultivators to handle this matter."

"explain."

The old Taoist priest spoke up and gave a reply.

Zhang Yuanzhu pointed a finger down and spoke to himself:
"A cultivation method for the Metal-attribute Condensing Qi Realm!"

"Yes, I'll find it for you in a day."

The young man dropped another one:
"A yin-yang or thunder-attribute evil energy."

Ye Xing shook his head, a helpless expression on his face:
"Even Yi Xing and the Seven Great Dao Meridians do not possess any lightning-attribute evil energy. As for evil energy with yin and yang characteristics, it exists only in legends, and ancient books only mention it briefly."

"However, I can deduce the approximate range of the lightning-attribute evil energy for you."

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes were deep and unfathomable. After a moment's hesitation, he nodded.

Then, the last finger was lowered.

"I want the Yuan Dynasty!"

boom!
The old Taoist priest stood upright, like a divine mountain rising from the ground, shattering the sword curtain and piercing the clouds.

It wasn't that the old man reacted strongly, but rather that the information contained in those four short words was too bloody and brutal.

Especially during the battle between Immortal Valley and Boundless Palace, if there is the slightest carelessness, the Yuan Kingdom will have to give up the war.

"Are you sure?"

"It is known that if there is even the slightest mistake, Wuliang Palace will be directly placed in front of our mountain gate."

"not sure."

The young man was relaxed and outspoken.

"Nothing in this world can be solved perfectly."

"All I know is that things can't get much worse."

The old Taoist priest remained silent for a long time before finally speaking, uttering a single word:
"Can!"

"If you can do it, the Yuan Kingdom is yours."

"Everything you need will be delivered in one day."

As the words drifted away, the old man's figure vanished, along with the four sword curtains.

(End of this chapter)