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

The city lord's wine cup fell and shattered.

The many ghosts and spirits laughed loudly: "Lord of the city, you're too timid!"

"Although this world is vast, our Underworld is also quite unique."

"It's quite normal for those human cultivators, who are comparable to locusts, to appear in this barren land!"

"Moreover, there are many similar leaves in this world, and there are countless creatures with similar appearances."

"It's not a big deal if you run into a few occasionally."

The city lord shook his head vigorously: "No, you're wrong!"

"Huh?" Many ghosts and gods were taken aback.

The city lord swallowed hard: "The world is vast, and the underworld is truly wondrous."

"But... it's too much of a coincidence to encounter cultivators from City 95 in such a remote place."

"Is there really such a coincidence in the world?"

Upon hearing this, all the ghosts and gods fell into deep thought.

The city lord paced back and forth for a while: "Make copies of the faces of those humans, so I can see what they look like."

Just as some ghosts and spirits were about to copy it, the city lord said, "Forget it, don't bother copying it."

"Just release them."

Many ghosts and gods were unwilling: "These human cultivators are strong and powerful, and their work speed is more than ten times that of ghosts and monsters. They are top-quality oxen and horses, the best of the best."

"They are all Foundation Establishment cultivators. They can't be killed or starved. If they are slow, a few lashes will help them level up."

"Such a fine piece would be a waste to discard it."

The city lord stamped his feet in anxiety: "Brothers, if these cultivators are from City No. 95, if they know Daoist Scattering Flowers, and if they ask Daoist Scattering Flowers for help, then when the other side sends a Sky-Patrolling Magic Treasure over, our great cause and future plans will all vanish into thin air."

Some spirits and deities wavered.

However, many more ghosts and spirits, relying on their immense power, paid no heed.

"You're overthinking it."

"This place is desolate, 900 million miles away from the Imperial Tomb City, and there are so many cracks and folded spaces in between."

"If the distance is even slightly off by a single fold, the other party will have no chance of finding this place."

"What a coincidence!"

Just then, a commotion arose outside, and ghosts stumbled in, their faces pale, crying out in terror, "Disaster!"

"This is terrible!"

"The Flower-Scattering Taoist..."

Uh... The city lord shuddered, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

Other ghosts and spirits, some transformed into statues, others into tables and chairs, and still others into cats and dogs, hid under tables and chairs, in the corners of eaves and walls, trembling with fear.

Upon seeing this, the messenger stamped his foot and shouted, "It wasn't the Flower-Scattering Taoist who came in person, but his partner!"

what?

call!

The comatose city lord exhaled a breath of foul air and awoke. Cats and dogs transformed into majestic ghosts and gods, and tables, chairs, benches, statues, and stone carvings also emitted black smoke, transforming into the true forms of ghosts and gods.

Everyone straightened their clothes, looking serious, imposing, and powerful.

The city lord coughed: "Please come in quickly!"

The present world:

Wang Quan decided to personally go to the Underworld to try and rescue Ruo Jinghong, the First Legion Commander, and others.

Meanwhile, the returning cultivators brought the latest news: some cultivators had used sweet talk and other minor spells to describe the city lord's appearance through the mouths of ghosts and monsters, and then transmitted the information back.

Wang Quan took one look and immediately laughed.

Ying Jiaren seemed thoughtful: "Why are you laughing? Are you perhaps planning to take this opportunity to eliminate the First Legion Commander and the others?"

The legion commander who was reporting the news immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

He looked at Ying Jiaren pleadingly: "Fellow Daoist..."

Wang Quan laughed heartily: "That's not the case."

"I know this city lord!"

"Since they're acquaintances, I don't need to go there in person!"

The legion commander who delivered the message and Ying Jiaren looked bewildered: "An acquaintance?"

"Yes, someone I know!"

"We fought side by side."

"Even when he hurriedly carried the house away, I watched his figure disappear into the distance."

"There are still feelings between us."

"My lady, take my token to him, and upon seeing it, he will surely grant you all your requests."

"oh!"

..........

Underworld:

The city lord looked at Ying Jiaren, then at the token in her hand, and his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally died.

This token is a token of royal power.

It's quite obvious that Wang Quan, the Flower-Scattering Taoist, has also arrived.

At that moment, he completely let go of all distracting thoughts, his mind became clear, and he warmly welcomed Ying Jiaren.

When he heard that Ying Jiaren wanted him to release many human cultivators, he agreed without hesitation.

soon:

Ruo Jinghong, the First Legion Commander, and others entered.

Upon seeing Ying Jiaren, they couldn't help but burst into tears and sob softly.

Upon seeing this, Ying Jiaren immediately instructed the city lord: "Arrange fine wine and delicacies for them, and also arrange some beautiful women."

Upon hearing this, many cultivators beamed with joy.

The First Legion Commander said sternly, "Fellow Daoist Ying, arrange for me to have both beauties and handsome men."

Ying Jiaren nodded.

As a result, the city lord chuckled and said, "Gentlemen, this place is remote and barren, and you are the only living people here."

"Why don't you two comfort each other?"

Everyone...

After a short while, Ruo Jinghong, the First Legion Commander, and others ate meat and drank wine heartily, then commanded many ghosts and gods to run around in circles.

These ghosts and spirits bared their teeth, as if they wanted to devour them alive.

However, considering the royal power behind them, they could only suppress their anger.

At this moment, Ying Jiaren was chatting with the city lord.

At first, they were just chatting casually, but as they talked, Ying Jiaren suddenly said, "I want to build a mansion here."

"This mansion must be connected to the corresponding mansion in the current world."

"You should arrange for spirits and deities to help with the construction."

The city lord nodded vigorously and laughed heartily, "You draw the blueprints, and I'll have my ghost and god brothers build it themselves!"

"My brothers, these demons and gods, are incredibly strong, hardworking, and more capable than even the finest oxen and horses."

"With them here, this mansion is not a problem."

Yingjia was delighted and grateful.

The First Legion Commander took a big bite of the roasted monster and gritted his teeth, saying, "These bastards, they used to call us top-quality cattle and horses."

"Why do they turn into top-grade oxen and horses after meeting Fellow Daoist Ying?"

Ruo Jinghong sighed, "Because Ying Jiaren is holding the token from the Flower-Scattering Taoist!"

"These ghosts, gods, and city lords are not afraid of Ying Jiaren, but of the Flower-Scattering Taoist."

The First Legion Commander looked bewildered, then leaned closer to her: "Explain in detail!"

Ruo Jinghong chattered away, recounting in detail how Wang Quan used the orbital weapon—the "Sky-Patrol Treasure"—to bombard City 95.

Upon hearing this, the First Legion Commander felt a deep sense of loss: "I thought that our pioneering work in the far north, staining the earth and the sky with blood, was already spectacular enough!"

"I never imagined that your far west region would be so wonderful."

Ruo Jinghong sighed, "It's nothing, it's the same as everything else after seeing it so many times."

First Legion Commander.......