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

[In the future] Upon hearing this, the cultivators laughed loudly, "Flower-scattering Taoist, you're too narrow-minded!"

Wang Quan: "Hmm?"

[Future] Cultivator: "Actually, a long time ago, some great and powerful individuals had already advanced the cultivation of this new method to the level of immortals."

"Ten years ago, the first immortal of the new method ascended to heaven."

"From that year onward, the future and development of the new law became unstoppable."

"Scattering Flower Taoist, although your cultivation level is not high, you are still somewhat famous."

"We've come here to introduce you to the new law, all for your own good."

"Don't wait until the new law sweeps the world before you think about joining."

"By then, it will be the era of new laws."

"At that time, the great ship of the new era could no longer accommodate a nobody like you from the old era."

Wang Quan laughed: "The great ship of the new era cannot accommodate me from the old era?"

"How ridiculous!"

At that moment, he suddenly remembered what that forbidden being had said.

He muttered subconsciously, "If we kill everyone who has the new law, will the new era ever arrive?"

Upon hearing this, the cultivators were stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

As they laughed, a chill ran down their spines when they saw the king's serious expression.

The laughter became intermittent, stopped, and disappeared.

A cultivator from the future swallowed hard: "Fellow Daoist, do you know how many cultivators are currently practicing the new method?"

"Do you know how many new sects exist beneath the guise of unorthodox and superstitious practices?"

"You have no idea: the number of cultivators practicing the new method is tens of thousands of times greater than that practicing the old method."

"What you don't know is that the new law... is an inevitable trend that no one can stop."

Wang Quan sighed, "You, as orthodox cultivators, have embraced new methods, abandoning your own advantages, chasing after garbage, and betraying yourselves."

Why bother?

One of the cultivators from the future remained silent for a moment, then said emotionally, "The old method consumes too many resources."

"Without a new method, even if I exhaust my entire life, I can at most become a Golden Core cultivator."

"However, if we practice the new method, we can become immortals."

Wang Quan laughed. He was too lazy to argue with these people, and casually asked, "Tell me about the organization behind you."

The monks from the three major organizations remained silent.

Wang Quan sighed, "If you don't speak up, you really will die."

The cultivators from the three major organizations sneered: "Even if we die, billions more will step forward."

"Moreover, after we die, we can be reincarnated and have an afterlife."

"We are not afraid to die."

Seeing this, Wang Quan stopped talking and instead snapped his fingers, activating his authority.

A moment later, dark clouds rolled in, and a group of monsters roared in.

They lowered the ropes, pulled on the cage, and flew away into the distance.

A cultivator in the [Reincarnation] realm roared, "Where are you taking us?"

A spirit peeked out from the dark clouds and replied, "Send you to the Emperor's Palace first, and we'll extract your souls to refine you into vengeful ghosts."

Then another demon, its upper body emerging from the dark clouds, roared, "I'll send you all to the Skinning Courtyard again and have your skin ripped off."

The third spirit parted the dark clouds and laughed at them, "In the end, we'll refine you into zombies and send you to the depths of the earth to live forever."

The cultivators from the three major organizations looked grim.

A spirit comforted them, saying, "You don't need to do that."

"The master said that you can be reincarnated and have a future."

"Today we skin you, extract your souls, and refine you into zombies so that you may be freed and start over ahead of time."

"So that you can secure a place in the new law ahead of time and ascend to immortality sooner."

"You should be happy and thank the master."

"Don't make that face!"

Come on, smile.

The monks from the three major organizations twitched at the corners of their mouths:

Laugh at your sister!

Lao Tzu wants to suffer.

Even if I could be reincarnated, I don't want to die!

After all, your shamelessness has stolen our souls, how can we start over?

They wanted to oppose it.

But no one listened.

Amidst the smoke and dust of the Seventy-Two Roads:

Wang Quan sat upright, watching as the spirits dragged away the cultivators from the three major organizations. After a moment's thought, he contacted the master of ceremonies, a Daoist nun:

"I've given you the permission."

"You assemble a team specifically to capture those rebels."

"In Stone City, only one voice is permitted—my voice, the voice of the monarchy."

The master of ceremonies, a Taoist nun, said, "Understood."

"But... are you really not going to give these three major organizations any face?"

"Other cultivators say that the spheres of influence of these three major organizations are now very large."

"Many cities in the Arctic have established cooperative relationships with them."

"If we confront them head-on, what if... the new law becomes the mainstream in the future, and we have no room for maneuver?"

Wang Quan said coldly, "I don't want any room for negotiation."

"Even if the new method becomes mainstream in the future, I will not practice the new method."

The Taoist nun, the master of ceremonies, had mixed feelings: "Okay, I understand."

After ending the communication, Wang Quan's mind was filled with the words of the cultivators from the three major organizations.

"Can't the grand ship of the new era accommodate me from the old era?"

"Heh, why must a new era necessarily mean new laws?"

"The current cultivation methods, although resource-intensive, result in cultivators with immense strength!"

"If they practice the new method, they won't even be able to enter the second level of the world."

"They can't even get into the first level of the underworld."

"How long can such a cultivator survive in the new era?"

"Moreover, the new law is far too weak."

"If the so-called new law is the ship of a new era, then I am willing to stay in the old era forever."

Whoosh!

Wang Quan rose and began to inspect the entire Stone City step by step.

The vast stone city is filled with countless spirits and warriors, all serving the orthodox cultivators.

Meanwhile, many orthodox cultivators collected and refined various materials to support these Daoist cultivators.

These Daoist cultivators, with tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, of internal organs, flesh, and skeletons attached to them, struggled in the Underworld and the second and third layers of the world, becoming the main force in stabilizing Stone City.

"Whether it's a new law or a so-called old law."

"It has nothing to do with me."

"I cultivate myself to become an immortal, to be high above others."

"And my current cultivation will allow me to become an immortal."

"As for achieving immortality through the new method? They're so weak, how could they possibly become immortals?"

"They became immortals, but without inner realms, without spirits, and without guidance, how long could they survive facing the evil of each layer of the world?"

As he pondered, he paused in a corner of the city.

There are huge buildings here.

Inside the building, the dreamlike Taoist nun, along with a group of martial artists, was dissecting the flesh, internal organs, bones, and blood of a traditional cultivator.

These martial artists observed every detail of flesh and blood, hoping to find the path of martial arts from orthodox cultivators who were skilled in life cultivation.

"If these martial artists gain something from this, will they also consider rebelling in the future and making martial arts the mainstream?"

"Will they look down on us orthodox cultivators then?"

As he pondered, Wang Quan saw a proper cultivator dress up as if he were wearing clothes, his flesh and bones removed, then step down from the dissection table and happily collect a pile of green coins at the door. He smiled.

"Whether it's the new law or martial arts."

"No matter how hard they try, they don't have the skills of a true cultivator."

"What right does a cultivation path lacking in skill have to replace orthodox cultivators?"