Chapter 66: Silver Dynasty, Silver Sun, Qi Jiguang! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

During this time, the [Mirror of Heaven-Stealing Ghosts] analyzed a portion of the disease domain's rules, unlocking the ability to conceal aura and successfully hiding the pressure of the mysterious creature.

But wanting to make a Silver-Threaded Red Trout swallow a mirror was truly a bit difficult for a fish.

After all, they still understood what could be eaten and what could not.

Jiang Yan had thought he would have to wait until the seas ran dry and the rocks crumbled, but he never expected a human from the disease domain to be delivered to him; naturally, he would not watch him die.

Taking advantage of the moment the boy approached, he released his pressure, successfully scaring off the school of fish and gaining an extra treasure fish.

However, in the end, the boy nearly drowned in the sea; to avoid wasting his previous efforts, Jiang Yan had no choice but to use causal connection to plant his only remaining Calamity Lotus into the boy's body, forcibly extending his life.

"Without realizing it, I've gone all-in."

Jiang Yan felt as if he were playing an extremely malicious pay-to-win game that constantly pressured you to top up.

Before he knew it, his family fortune had been emptied.

If you don't pay, then go watch the fish at the bottom of the sea!

"At least it's white-tier luck, not gray-tier cannon fodder."

Jiang Yan muttered to himself; in the system of fortune, the luck of all living beings is divided into nine grades.

The lowest is gray, followed by white, and then red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple.

The higher the luck, the stronger the fortune.

Gray indicates extremely poor luck, living from hand to mouth.

White represents the common masses, with luck that is neither good nor bad.

The boy mostly possessed white luck, but after being blessed by the Calamity Lotus, he gained a few strands of red luck.

After all, obtaining the [Heavenly Ghost Mirror] could be considered a blessing in disguise.

Originally, Jiang Yan only wanted to use him as a stepping stone to find a better target for luck, but now, to escape the sea, he had no choice but to plant the Calamity Lotus to nurture the other party.

Once he died, the investment would be a total loss.

"The starting character is a bit weak, but still playable."

Jiang Yan comforted himself in his heart, watching the boy and the others in the mirror return to their village.

It was a small fishing village near the coast, with about a few dozen households, and the architectural style resembled the Fujian-Zhejiang region.

The two people in the mirror returned home, hastily ate some fish paste, and because they were worried about complications, they soon headed to the market to hang up the treasure fish for sale.

In the image, the humans of this disease domain dressed similarly to the Great Ming, their bodies showing no signs of disease; it looked like an ordinary ancient world, just with a few more transcendent creatures and a silver sun in the sky, its light dazzling.

It was indeed easy to confuse people, making it hard to tell which side was the real world.

And one had to wonder how that disease domain creature bypassed the sun to treat the world like a cesspit.

"What is the price for the Silver-Threaded Red Trout?"

While Jiang Yan was pondering, the treasure fish was quickly spotted by a middle-aged man dressed in luxurious clothing; after some haggling, it was successfully sold for six thousand copper coins.

When paying, the man used large red copper coins, with one equivalent to one hundred small copper coins.

The boy had never seen so much money and was stunned for a moment.

Beside him, Old Man Hairong, who was puffing on a water pipe, took the money and counted it carefully; only after confirming it was correct did he apologize with a smile:

"We poor folks have poor eyesight and have delayed your lordship's time; this treasure fish is yours!"

"Hmm, if you have more treasure fish in the future, you can continue to sell them to me; I am at the Liu Mansion on East Street."

The man nodded indifferently and left with the servant carrying the treasure fish.

Old Man Hairong handed the money to the boy and grinned: "You kid have good luck; this is not only enough for your taxes, but enough for your family of three to eat well for several years."

"This is all thanks to Old Man Hairong's help!"

The boy took out five large red copper coins and handed them over; although it pained him, he would never have encountered the treasure fish without this person.

One must know how to repay kindness!

Old Man Hairong accepted them generously and said softly: "Later, give another fifteen large coins to Old Man Zhou at the pier, otherwise, many people will be jealous after you sell a treasure fish."

The boy nodded, indicating he understood.

Old Man Zhou was the manager of the pier, responsible for the fishermen's voyages; without his approval, it was considered illegal fishing and would be seen as colluding with the Japanese pirates.

Once the two mountains of Old Man Zhou and the tax official were passed, the boy was left with only three thousand coins.

Through the two's conversation and information gathering, Jiang Yan confirmed that this was a corner of the Silver Dynasty disease domain.

He never expected that the disease domain creature had dived so deep, reaching the Silver Dynasty, which was even more terrifying than the Corpse-Dissection Royal Court.

In the History Correction Bureau's annotations, it belonged to the [Annihilation] level of disease domains, two levels higher than the Turbid Flow level.

Even if it wasn't the main body of the Silver Dynasty, but a small sub-domain, it would not be lower than the [Dam-Burst] level.

Danger represents opportunity.

A saying circulates in the History Correction Bureau:

[In the present world, petroleum breeds mold.]

[In the Silver Dynasty, silver breeds the Ming army.]

However, according to what Jiang Yan saw and heard, although silver was expensive here—three thousand coins to exchange for one tael—it still circulated as currency.

The largest denomination that commoners could see was generally the large red copper coin.

"The Silver Dynasty... logically speaking, silver is linked to the cultivation system, so why can it still circulate as currency instead of being entirely nationalized?"

Jiang Yan found it strange and mused that there must be other reasons for this.

Unfortunately, the boy was just an ordinary fisherman and did not understand the transcendent system.

In the image,

With money, the boy walked with his back straight; he spent over a dozen copper coins at the butcher's to cut off a small piece of meat to celebrate at home.

Until late at night,

He waited until his mother and sister were asleep before coming outside, taking out the treasure mirror from his bosom, examining it by the moonlight, and whispering:

"Mirror, are you a treasure of the immortals?"

Hum!

The mirror's surface rippled with radiance, seemingly responding.

The boy was overjoyed, his expression excited as he said:

"What abilities do you have? Can you turn stones into gold?"

"I wish I could..."

Jiang Yan was speechless; he had wanted to condense text to show off his status, but thinking that this kid was illiterate, he couldn't use that unfathomable approach.

Thus,

The mirror surface rippled, and an image appeared.

Inside, misty vapors rose and magnificent palaces stood in rows; all the sights exceeded the boy's understanding, making him think of the legendary Heavenly Palace.

In an instant, the Heavenly Palace was annihilated, leaving only a sea of pitch-black chaos.

A black-red twelve-petaled lotus platform rose, and a mysterious figure in Daoist robes, whose face could not be seen, sat upon it.

"I am the Heavenly Venerable of the Calamity Sea who saves the world from suffering; is it you who prays?"

The boy had never seen such a spectacle and immediately knelt on the ground, shouting "Grandpa Immortal" and "Grandpa Sea God."

He only remembered the word "Sea" throughout the whole thing.

Jiang Yan continued to bluff: "Being able to obtain a treasure mirror that accelerates the comprehension of cultivation methods, techniques, and enhances insight is your destiny.

With it, you should be able to become a powerhouse in this world and live a prosperous life; if you can ascend, come to the Return-to-Ruins Calamity Sea to find me, and I may take you as a named disciple."

After speaking, the miraculous scene vanished, returning to an ordinary mirror.

The reason he didn't make all sorts of empty promises was that Jiang Yan understood one truth.

People like things that are hard to come by.

The more eager one appears, the cheaper it will seem.

For the boy, his family was poor, and what he needed most was to get rich; telling him he could become a powerhouse through the mirror was enough.

Otherwise, there was a chance he would pawn the mirror.

As for the ability to intimidate fish... Jiang Yan wouldn't say; he wasn't a "portable old grandfather" and didn't want to accompany him to catch fish every day.

After hearing this, the boy had a complex expression and sat alone at the door all night.

The next day, the sun rose, shining on his face, and he made a decision.

"I want to join the army!"

Feeling the shocked gazes of his mother and sister, the boy swore to let his family live a good life.

Although the mirror could assist in cultivation, he didn't know any cultivation sects, and the little money he had would barely cover tuition at a martial arts school; but because of his low status, he wouldn't learn anything if he didn't keep paying.

It was better to join the army, where they provided food, lodging, a settlement fee, and military pay, and he could also practice orthodox cultivation methods.

The only downside was... he would have to face those Japanese pirates and sea bandits who possessed strange abilities, and the casualty rate was extremely high.

Therefore, the local Tiger Battalion was always recruiting.

The boy was naturally strong and had a clean background, so he quickly passed the recruitment requirements.

When registering, he even gave himself a name.

When registering, he even gave himself a name.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see the Dharma-Transmitting Officer to receive your cultivation method!"

The officer in charge of recording stood up and led the group of new recruits toward the military camp.

On both sides of the camp stood strong soldiers, their bodies full of muscle, silver blood vessels flowing beneath their skin, their bodies possessing a luster as if they were silver men.

Their bodies were filled with killing intent; just by glancing at the new recruits, they brought a terrifying sense of oppression, scaring the latter into lowering their heads like quails, which drew quite a few laughs.

A murderous aura permeated their bodies, and merely by sizing up the new recruits, they brought about a terrifying sense of oppression that frightened the latter into lowering their heads like quails, drawing forth quite a few laughs.

Jiang Shuiwa lowered his head, following the officer step by step.

The further inside they went, the denser the blood Qi became; from Jiang Yan’s perspective, it converged into a silver tiger, coiling in the firmament, its tiger eyes fixed tightly upon the sea, suffusing an aura of slaughter.

Before the Dharma Transmission Battalion, a massive flag with the character "Qi" fluttered in the wind.

Associating this with the name of the Tiger Battalion, the seaside, the Japanese pirates, and other factors.

Jiang Yan suddenly realized, so it was Qi Jiguang, the Tiger Qi!

He wondered if that Jiajing old Daoist, who practiced a physique like a crane, was here too?

After all, this world could truly ascend, though it was an ascension into the depths of the long river of history, and he did not know to what extent they had become diseased.

While lost in thought, Jiang Yan obtained his first harvest in this world.

It was the basic cultivation method that Jiang Shuiwa had received, named...

[Mysterious Capital Six Yang Silver Dragon-Tiger Qi]

(End of this chapter)