Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 536 Spirit Cage Mo Yu
The curtain has fallen on the Crimson Forbidden Land, and it will not open again for another sixty years.

The seven sects each went their separate ways.

On the jade flying boat of the Hidden Moon Sect, clouds and mist rushed past on both sides of the ship.

Old Monster Qiong was carrying a gourd of wine, looking very displeased.

He was very unhappy after losing the bet.

Old Monster Qiong glanced at Gan Rushuang, who was drinking with Fairy Ni Chang in the breeze, and said in confusion, "It's not that I can't accept defeat. I just can't understand why, with you personally overseeing things this time, my Hidden Moon Sect's gains are less than in previous years? Instead, Li Huayuan has gotten a huge advantage!"

The fairy in the shimmering robes, who was savoring a cup of spiritual tea, put down her teacup upon hearing this, and looked at Gan Rushuang beside her with a hint of inquiry in her eyes.

Gan Rushuang's expression remained calm.

She did not answer immediately, but slowly put down the wine glass in her hand to dissipate the yang energy in her abdomen.

The next moment, a powerful surge of spiritual energy erupted from her body!

Her cultivation, which had regressed due to the use of the "Plain Maiden Reincarnation Technique," was not only fully restored, but she even made further progress!
"this……!"

Both Fairy Ni Chang and Old Monster Qiong's expressions changed, and they looked at her in surprise.

They were naturally aware of the drawbacks of the "Su Nu Lun Hui Gong" (素女轮回功).

This was not the first time Gan Rushuang had experienced reincarnation and fallen in cultivation.

But in the past, each time, she needed to seclude herself for several years to recover her strength.

This time, however, he returned to the Core Formation stage in just a few days, and even showed signs of improvement! This speed of recovery has completely exceeded their understanding.

Gan Rushuang slowly opened her eyes, and the immense spiritual pressure receded like a tide.

Gan Rushuang gently raised her jade-like hand, poured herself a full cup of tea, and faced Qiong Laoguai from afar, a hint of apology on her usually cold face:
"For this trial, I sought the help of a disciple from Huangfeng Valley, so all the spiritual herbs obtained by our sect were given to him. I will personally make up for the losses my senior brother suffered in this bet later."

"Alright, alright, a bet is a bet. It's just a few talismans, I can afford to lose."

Qiong Laoguai waved his hand impatiently, tilted his head back and took a big gulp of wine. The spicy wine went down his throat, but it couldn't suppress his curiosity.

In his mind, the image of the young man beside Li Huayuan, whose aura was as scorching as the sun, appeared: "What I am curious about is what is so extraordinary about that kid from Huangfeng Valley that makes him worth such a high price to befriend?"

Gan Rushuang put down her teacup and said seriously, "Because I saw with my own eyes that he overcame the tribulation of inner demons during the Qi Refining stage."

"what?!"

Upon hearing this, both Old Monster Qiong and Fairy Ni Chang were struck dumb, utterly shocked!
Old Monster Qiong's cloudy, drunken eyes widened instantly, and he asked urgently, "Is this true?!"

They were all Core Formation cultivators, so how could they not know the terror represented by the words "Heart Demon Tribulation"?
The reason why Old Monster Qiong, a renowned veteran Core Formation cultivator, has been unable to break through and spends his days drowning his sorrows in alcohol is because he is stuck on the tribulation of inner demons.

Meeting their incredulous gazes, Gan Rushuang nodded solemnly: "You two know me; I would never joke about something like this."

She even deliberately hid quite a bit.

After all, she wanted the Hidden Moon Sect to win over Mo Yu, not to bring disaster upon him.

"Qi Refining Stage... Overcoming the Tribulation of Inner Demons..."

Old Monster Qiong gulped down several mouthfuls of strong liquor to calm the turmoil in his chest: "If that's the case, we've actually made a profit on this deal."

"No, I must go ahead and report this matter to the Supreme Elder immediately!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure had already disappeared in front of the two women.

Even among Core Formation cultivators, the difference between them is like heaven and earth.

Meanwhile, the Huangfeng Valley team had returned to the entrance of the Taiyue Mountains.

Just as the mortal Mo Yu had predicted, Li Huayuan chose to take Han Li as his disciple because of the spiritual medicine Han Li had submitted.

Moreover, because he won the bet this time, he was in a great mood and directly took Han Li as his personal disciple.

In any case, for him, the title of "personal disciple" was just a name.

But for Han Li, it meant something completely different.

The most direct benefit is that, unless Li Huayuan personally issues the task, he no longer needs to go to the Hundred Machines Hall every month to complete a miscellaneous task like the outer disciples.

After returning to the sect, the mortal Mo Yu gave all the spiritual herbs he had secretly kept to Han Li, asking him to use the small green bottle to cultivate another batch as soon as possible.

Han Li was already used to this, but what puzzled him was: "Senior Brother Mo Yu, I can handle the cultivation of spiritual herbs by myself. Don't you... need to go back and report first?"

Mo Yu, a mortal, blinked.

Go back and report?

What a joke!
He went to the Crimson Trial with great enthusiasm, but his cultivation level not only did not improve at all, it actually regressed by several levels.

If he goes back looking like this, won't Hong Fu chop him up on the spot?

Moreover, Gan Rushuang's methods of absorbing nourishment were indeed quite ruthless, and he was afraid of revealing his weaknesses.

But he was too embarrassed to say it aloud, so he glanced at the storage bag in Han Li's hand and instantly came up with an excuse:

“I went to the Crimson Trial and came back empty-handed, without handing over a single spiritual herb. That’s a bit unreasonable. That’s why I asked you to cultivate a batch as soon as possible, so I can have an explanation to give you.”

"By the way, I also plan to take this opportunity to officially begin my Foundation Establishment."

"If my master asks about it, I'll just say that I've been in seclusion for a period of time, trying to break through. As long as I come out of seclusion with the cultivation of the Foundation Establishment stage, she won't care."

"I see." Han Li said, understanding dawning on him.

The two did not linger in the sect for long, and headed together to Lanzhou, where they had previously settled.

Han Li plunged headlong into the herb garden, busily working to accelerate the growth of spiritual herbs.

The mortal Mo Yu skillfully pulled out his personal recliner, found the sunniest spot, and began to sunbathe.

For him, breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage was as natural as a fish swimming in water.

But for Han Li, or rather, for the vast majority of Qi Refining cultivators in this world, it was an insurmountable hurdle they could never overcome without the right opportunity. Han Li's daring journey to the Crimson Trial was solely for the purpose of obtaining spiritual herbs to refine his own Foundation Establishment Pill!

The mortal Mo Yu narrowed his eyes, playing with the Devouring Sun Pearl in his hand, devouring the Yang energy accumulated in his body through cultivation.

“Cultivating alone is too slow; it takes a lot of time to refine the Yang Sha Qi. Perhaps I should go find the Xu sisters…”

Just when he was thinking wildly.

[Your red envelope has been claimed by 'Linglong Moyu'!]
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Ling Cage World, Lighthouse, Upper District.

A young man wearing non-prescription glasses and a spotless white lab coat picked up a crystal emitting a soft glow with pliers and placed it under a high-powered microscope for careful observation.

On his head was a mechanical helmet, with lines extending from the back of his head and connecting to the main unit screen in front of him.

"All vital signs are normal, heart rate 72, blood pressure 110/70, serotonin concentration 0.01%, and brain waves are stable..."

On the host screen, lines of data streamed rapidly.

"It wasn't a hallucination after all?"

Linglong Moyu closed her eyes, feeling the chat panel in her mind, and still felt a little unreal.

After all, he's been in this perilous wasteland for over a decade now.

In this post-apocalyptic world, almost completely destroyed by the "Mana ecosystem," not only are dangers rampant, but there are also hypnotists, hallucinogenic substances, and other hallucinogenic agents.

After overcoming the initial confusion.

He had long since given up hope on such an ethereal concept as a "golden touch."

Or rather, Linglong Moyu regarded his golden finger as the "superior gene" that was stable to near perfection in the Lighthouse gene evaluation.

He feels no pain!

Aside from sight and hearing, all other senses, including smell, taste, and touch, are only at 30% to 80% of the level of an average person.
Ironically, no defects could be found in his gene sequence.

In peacetime, this situation would be nothing short of a tragic regression.

However, in this apocalyptic world where any drastic fluctuation in human emotions would be sensed by the Devouring Beasts on the ground, leading to annihilation.

Linglong Moyu, with her minimal emotional fluctuations, is practically "bloodless and tearless," yet the Lighthouse defines her as... an "evolution" adapted to the new era!
Therefore, he was treated very well at the lighthouse.

Not only did they easily obtain the status of "upper class citizens," but they were also regarded as the hope for the future of humanity and were the focus of training and research.

The only thing the Lighthouse needs him to do is to pass on his "excellent" genes.

His plan is to replace all the residents of the lighthouse with "new humans" like himself, who are able to adapt to the apocalypse, several generations later.

Therefore, when Linglong Moyu was only fourteen years old, she was assigned to the Dawn Hall...

Actually, he wasn't enthusiastic about this kind of thing.

After all, his sensory stimulation in this area only accounts for 30%.

For him, visual stimulation was more effective than mental stimulation.

But he had no choice but to accept it.

Because he had just transmigrated and was still just a child, he had no chance to resist in this cold steel cage.

In the following years, after gaining a deeper understanding of the power structure within the Lighthouse and the ideologies of the Upper Class and the Lower Class, I learned more about the Lighthouse.

Linglong Moyu joined the "Light and Shadow Society" without hesitation.

He claimed that his unique "new human" qualities were a blessing bestowed by the "Lord of Light and Shadow".

People with unusual appearances are naturally more likely to attract the attention of others.

Under the official definition and propaganda of his "new human" identity by the upper echelons of the Lighthouse, he only needed to put in a little effort to successfully mold himself into an "Adam"-like existence.

He was strict to the point of being rigid, adhering to the fundamental principles of the lighthouse, always saying "for the continuation of the lighthouse" and "under the guidance of the Lord of Light and Shadow".

Its main selling point is absolute political correctness.

Subsequently, he precisely targeted the loopholes in the system by repeatedly reporting irregularities by Charles, the city guards, and the hunters.

Soon, the Light and Shadow Society attracted a group of fanatical believers, forcibly creating a new camp.

Because of his extreme "neutrality of order", coupled with the special significance of his existence.

The various factions within the Lighthouse may have some aversion to him, but it doesn't necessarily mean they harbor true malice.

His image of "absolute impartiality" is extremely popular among the people, whether they are upper class or lower class.

With this broad popular base, Linglong Moyu continued to develop followers and expand her own faction within the Light and Shadow Society.

From the age of fourteen to the age of twenty-seven.

It took them a full thirteen years to build up a force within this desolate, post-apocalyptic city, transforming it into a rising power.

Although he was the weakest among all the factions.

But being able to step onto the chessboard and become a player means that he has the opportunity to become the ultimate winner.

In particular, he also knows, to some extent, the future course of events in this world.

But now...

Linglong Moyu removed her sterile gloves and gently stroked the spirit stone with her fingertips, feeling the energy contained within that did not belong to this world.

Perhaps... he has a better option.

His thoughts were interrupted when the communicator on the corner of the table suddenly rang.

"Lord Adam, the Hunter Squad... is back."

(End of this chapter)