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

Many legion commanders in the bitter cold city wanted to shout and point at the king, cursing him out loud.

This is absolutely devastating!

Knowing full well that we chickened out, they still made us admit it in front of so many cannon fodder.

How embarrassing!

The cultivators felt aggrieved, but they had to suppress their anger and smiled broadly, saying, "Of course, Fellow Daoist Sahua won, and of course, Fellow Daoist Ying won."

Wang Quan looked at Ying Jiaren.

Ying Jiaren smiled slightly and nodded.

Wang Quan laughed heartily.

The many legion commanders of Bitter Cold City also burst into laughter.

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Beep!Beep!Beep!

The flower fairies blew the trumpet flowers, making a melodious sound.

The tiny, adorable spirits sang and danced, carrying wine jars and pouring out fine wine.

There were tables and chairs, and people carried fine wine and delicacies through the city, allowing other spirits and cultivators to eat as they pleased.

Feng was lonely. Carrying fine wine, he approached Mei Niang and chatted with her.

As they chatted, Meiniang took out a small multi-barreled cannon and showed it to Feng Jiliao.

Feng Jiliao sighed and exclaimed, "Your far west is truly wonderful; you even have a second world."

"Although the evil within is quite powerful, at least it can be reformed and bring good karma!"

"It's much better than our far north."

"The second layer of the world here has not yet been developed, and the underworld has only just appeared. However, it is too desolate down there and has no interest at all."

Feng Jiliao spoke eloquently, slowly whispering in Meiniang's ear: "Sister Meiniang, I now have three thousand large kidneys attached to me, and I'm full of energy. I want to test the power of your magic weapon."

Mei Niang chuckled softly, "No problem!"

"Let's go somewhere quiet."

"Um!"

Ma Qingqiu quietly leaned closer: "Take me with you!"

"I also have a similar magical artifact, and it's even part of the same set as Wu Zetian's."

Feng Jiliao's eyes lit up: "Let's go!"

.......

Lian Qingfeng was quite sad, and he sat in a corner drinking alone.

One jar after another, and another jar after another.

pat!

The wine jar fell and shattered.

The tiny spirits, driving small carriages, dodged the legs of many cultivators, and sped over, quickly clearing away the fragments of the wine jars.

Lian Qingfeng was about to grab the new wine jar when a large hand grabbed his.

Ok?

Lian Qingfeng looked up, bewildered.

Then, he saw Niu Dali.

Niu Dali smiled and said in a low voice, "Fellow Daoist Qingfeng..."

Lian Qingfeng shivered, panic gripping his heart. He yanked hard on his hand, trying to run away.

I tugged... but couldn't budge it.

He glared.

Niu Dali blinked.

I pulled twice... but still couldn't budge it.

Still can't pull it.

Lian Qingfeng sighed, "Fellow Daoist, please have some self-respect."

Niu Dali sighed, "Qingfeng... just call me Dali!"

Lian Qingfeng......

.............

The banquet arranged by the various legion commanders was quite lavish.

These guys, in order to make Wang Quan and these outsiders feel the strength of Bitter Cold City, built a huge blast furnace overnight.

One by one, the monsters were lined up to be slaughtered, and then hung in a blast furnace to be roasted.

Roasted pork, whole roasted lamb, whole roasted beef, pigeon, roasted fish, and more—you name it, they have it.

Fine wine and delicious food, how delightful! How delightful!

Wang Quan gathered with Ying Jiaren, Ruo Jinghong, the First Legion Commander, and other respectable cultivators.

Instead of engaging in lofty discussions, everyone listened to what the king had to say.

Wang Quan spoke with the local monks, including those from the First Legion, about the development of Stone City.

Then came Ying Jiaren.

She recounted what that important figure had said back then.

Finally, he said earnestly, "This road, though slow to travel, is absolutely stable and safe."

"Stone City is an example, and my Lin Garden is an example."

"If Stone City can succeed, so can this harsh, cold land!"

"Believe me, I will make this harsh and cold land the most dazzling pearl in the far north."

The First Legion Commander remained silent, as did the other more serious legion commanders.

Wang Quan drank silently, without saying a word.

However, he could clearly sense that these legion commanders were all secretly observing him.

After downing a glass of fine wine, Wang Quan smiled and said, "Everyone, Fellow Daoist Ying is absolutely right."

"The development of this far north is not something that can be achieved overnight or in one fell swoop."

"By gradually reinforcing the earth's veins, increasing the soil thickness, and expanding the city walls, you can also earn authority points."

Many legion commanders were quite tempted upon hearing this.

At this moment, Wang Quan suddenly spoke up: "The reason I was able to obtain the authority to summon the [Sky Patrol Treasure] once a month is because I dredged the earth's veins and increased the soil's thickness, gradually and fundamentally improving Stone City."

"Finally, I was able to establish a base and obtain authorization only after entering the underworld."

Wang Quan started spouting nonsense.

There is actually no connection between the two.

However, there is a connection.

He's right.

At this moment, many legion commanders were completely tempted.

"real?"

Wang Quan nodded: "More real than real gold!"

The many legion commanders exchanged glances, and the First Legion Commander suddenly shouted, "Sahua Daoren, I'll work with Ying Jiaren."

"She planted fruit trees, and so did I."

"She refines spiritual veins, so I will too."

"However, we still need to send some cultivators out every day to fight against the abnormal weather in order to maintain our combat strength."

Wang Quan nodded: "Of course."

With the route finalized, everyone felt much more relaxed.

Then, everyone prepared to have a hearty drink.

Just then, the sound of weeping came from afar.

The First Legion Commander slammed his fist on the table in anger: "Today is a joyous day! We, the men, have put on a magical duel for you, so you can comprehend the mysteries of magic. We've also arranged singing, dancing, fine wine, and delicious food."

"Instead of smiling and laughing, you're crying and wailing. What does that mean?"

"Bring in the weeping one."

Soon, a group of new cultivators arrived, leading a white elephant spirit and carrying a deer spirit.

"My lords, the one who is weeping is none other than the White Elephant Spirit."

The First Legion Commander frowned: "What's going on?"

The white elephant spirit trembled with fear and dared not be negligent. It directly told the story of how the clever deer spirit was scolded by the men for speaking, and how it then stuffed the deer under its body and sat on it to cover its voice.

"I was so engrossed in watching the old men's duel that I forgot about this brother for a moment."

"After the contest ended, I was slightly tipsy and wanted to learn some cleverness and wisdom from Brother Malu."

"It was only then that we discovered that my brilliant brother had died inexplicably."

"Its face was ashen, and it even used its hooves to write seven large characters for 'misery' on the ground."

"On this day of universal celebration, the tragic death of my elder brother has filled me with immense sorrow."

Upon hearing this, Wang Quan and the others remained silent.

After a moment, Ying Jiaren sighed, "These spirits are too stupid; they should read some books."

The First Army Commander laughed heartily: "A bunch of cannon fodder, even if they learn to read, they'll still be sent to their deaths; they might as well not read at all!"

"Little white elephant, today is a joyous day, don't cry."

"Whatever you want, we'll grant you your wish, then take your brother's corpse and send it into the blast furnace to shine."

The white elephant spirit kowtowed and pleaded, "My lords, I only ask that my brother be allowed to come back to life temporarily so we can have a meal and a drink; after that, it won't be too late for him to be roasted like a deer in the blast furnace."

Upon hearing this, the First Legion Commander's heart skipped a beat: "Excellent!"