Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

"The battle continues until a victor emerges, the contest raging on!"

The cultivators of the Seventh Legion left Lin Garden and returned to the Seventh Legion's headquarters to deliver the message to the many bigwigs.

The Seventh Army's garrison was a simple adobe house, cramped and small due to the scarcity of soil.

The leaders of the First Legion and the Second Legion listened silently here.

"Fellow Daoist Ying said she has invited some helpers who will be here tomorrow."

The commander of the First Army Corps was also a woman.

However, this woman was over three meters tall, bald, and her muscles were even more terrifying than a man's.

She sat upright on the ground and asked, "Ying Jiaren has friends?"

Does anyone know her friend?

The Third Legion Commander flipped through a small notebook for a while: "Ying Jiaren came from the Drowning Lower Academy in a remote place. After she came to the far north, the only Daoist cultivators she knew were the members of the Ninth Legion."

"And the members of the Ninth Legion will never help her fight."

"Her only support is the monk from the drowning lower monastery."

Upon hearing this, many legion commanders laughed: "A friend from the Drowned Lower House? Where are they from? What skills could they possibly have?"

"I'm afraid there aren't even many Daoist seals left."

"How many Dao seals are there? Three or five? Heh, three or five more or three or five less, it makes no difference to us."

However, the First Legion Commander frowned: "Gentlemen, we must not be careless."

"If the Lower Academy can raise a fellow Daoist named Ying, it is possible that it can raise another cultivator of equal stature to her."

"Investigate carefully to see if there are any outstanding monks in that drowned lower monastery; if so, we should make preparations as soon as possible."

"If not... things will get complicated."

Someone frowned: "Why is it troublesome if the lower academy doesn't have any outstanding cultivators?"

The First Legion Commander sighed, "That means we can't find any information about Fellow Daoist Ying at all."

"This means she has connections; she's not just a simple drowning lower monastery monk."

"She might be a puppet possessed by some old monster, or a vessel controlled by evil? In short, there are a thousand possibilities for her."

Everyone fell silent.

At this moment, the Third Legion Commander continued to review Ying Jiaren's intelligence. Before long, he made a discovery and excitedly said, "Everyone, the Lower Academy of the Drowning Path where Fellow Daoist Ying resides is truly a place of outstanding people and abundant resources."

"Huh? What does that mean?" Everyone asked curiously.

The Third Army Commander excitedly said, "The most outstanding performer in the drowning lower courtyard was not Fellow Daoist Ying Jiaren, but a Daoist named Wang Quan who sprinkles flowers."

"Everyone, he is now the boss of Stone City in the far north."

hiss!

The cultivators gasped in shock.

"He has extremely high authority."

"He has at least 100,000 Foundation Establishment cultivators under his command."

Haha!

Some legion commanders gasped in shock.

"Moreover, the number is increasing by fifty Dao Seal Foundation Establishment cultivators every day."

Good guy!

The legion commanders exchanged glances, their faces filled with jealousy.

At this point, the Third Army Corps Commander continued:

"Everywhere else is short of cannon fodder, but Stone City is not short of cannon fodder."

"Not a single one of their share of cannon fodder was missing."

hiss!

The First Army Corps Commander gasped.

"Good heavens, this Flower-Sprinkling Taoist Wang Quan is definitely capable."

Everyone gasped in shock.

Although their frigid city in the far north was not highly valued, the proportion of cannon fodder they used to replenish was actually quite good compared to other places.

However, compared to the royal power and the Stone City, they are far inferior.

Glug!

The Third Army Commander swallowed hard and continued, "The reason Stone City is connected to the Underworld is entirely due to the methods of the Flower-Scattering Taoist, Wang Quan."

"This royal power is not simple!"

"If Ying Jiaren invites him over..."

The First Legion Commander took a deep breath and said calmly, "He may be powerful, but we are not weak either."

"His ability to establish a foothold in the underworld was entirely due to luck."

"In a real fight, how can he possibly compare to us cultivators from orthodox sects?"

Everyone nodded in agreement: "That's right."

"We, who come from the orthodox Xuanmen sect, have a stronger foundation and more methods than those of the unorthodox sects."

"We even have more magic weapon prototypes than they do."

"Even more so, we've even witnessed real magical artifacts, capable of summoning their power to suppress opponents."

"He's a heretical cultivator; let alone comprehending or imitating the power of magical treasures, he's never even seen one."

"What can he use to fight us?"

Everyone nodded in agreement: "Hey, Third Legion Commander, why aren't you nodding? Don't you agree with what we're saying?"

"Do you really think that a heretical cultivator who has never even seen a magical artifact can withstand the power of a magical artifact we've copied?"

"Heh... Is that even possible?"

The Third Legion Commander swallowed hard, his face pale, and looked at everyone: "Everyone... Breaking news: Wang Quan, the Flower-Scattering Taoist, has launched two [Sky Patrol] attacks on City 95."

Upon hearing this, some people were bewildered, but a small number of people's expressions changed drastically.

After a moment, the First Legion Commander took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice, "What did you say?"

"Wang Quan has launched two [Sky Patrol] attacks on City 95 of the Underworld!"

hiss!

The First Army Commander gasped, causing a hurricane to erupt.

The cool breeze made everyone stagger and sway.

However, no one pursued the matter further; instead, they looked at the First Legion Commander: "What is Sky Patrol Strike?"

Some people didn't know and asked out of curiosity.

The First Legion Commander exhaled a breath of stale air and said dejectedly, "A magical artifact more powerful than any magical artifact you know, descended from the sky and struck down an entire city."

"This is called a sky-surveying strike."

The cultivators understood instantly.

They knew that magical artifacts were powerful, but in their understanding, they were still used by cultivators in battles.

While I was struggling to use the power of my copied magic weapon to fight one-on-one, the other person directly attacked an entire city.

How can we fight like this?

"Damn, this game is unplayable!"

"I'm going back to sleep!"

Some of the monks were in despair and got up to leave.

The other cultivators quickly tried to stop them.

One of the cultivators, unwilling to give up, asked, "Third Legion Commander, are you sure the information is accurate?"

All the cultivators turned to look at him: "It can't be accurate, right?"

"The lies you've gathered are just a smokescreen put out by Ying Jiaren."

"Yes or no?"

The First Legion Commander also looked expectantly at the Third Legion Commander.

The Third Army Corps Commander sighed, "Gentlemen... the source is accurate."

One of the cultivators gritted his teeth: "Who said that?"

After hesitating for a moment, the commander of the Third Army Corps whispered, "There is a woman named Meiniang beside the Flower-Scattering Taoist. Meiniang is his bedmate."

"I bribed her to get all this detailed information."

"For this, I even promised some benefits."

"Remember to reimburse me!"

The cultivators...

One of the monks muttered, "Is it possible she's lying to us?"

Other cultivators: Heh...

Just kidding, we are all Daoist cultivators, there's no need for us to lie.

Daoist cultivators possess a certain pride.

The crowd was dejected; at this moment, they completely gave up on the fight.

At this moment, a cultivator suddenly said, "Everyone, we are engaging in a contest of magic, not a life-or-death battle."

"Therefore, I propose that all copied magical artifacts be banned from using their power and celestial strike capabilities."

"What if he doesn't agree?"

The monk said smugly, "When the time comes, you'll just have to watch my expression and I'll make him agree willingly."

"good!"