Chapter 203: Landlord

The explosion storm was still spreading to the surroundings, and Wei Yuan had already appeared quietly a li away, just in time to meet the two Shamans who were blown away.

Wei Yuan held a pair of long tripods and smashed them fiercely toward the Shaman girl. A pair of butterfly short blades appeared in front of the Shaman girl, blocking Wei Yuan's double tripods. The magic power in the short blades was exceptionally powerful, shaking Wei Yuan back directly in the hard collision, and leaving two deep knife marks on the double tripods, then flew back on their own, flying around the Shaman girl.

This pair of butterfly short blades was of extremely high quality, at least two major levels higher than Wei Yuan's double tripods. If it weren't for the double tripods being exceptionally thick, they might have been cut off directly by the short blades.

However, the moment Wei Yuan turned from advance to retreat, the double tripods pointed at the Shaman girl, and the mixed Dao power in the tripods exploded violently, and two four-layer small towers suddenly roared toward the Shaman girl!

This strike was sudden and full of power. The Shaman girl was already blown into the air, and if she took this strike again, it would be more ominous than auspicious.

At this moment, the young Shaman scholar suddenly appeared in the Shaman girl's position, and the two actually swapped positions in an instant!

The small tower roared and shattered a large part of the young Shaman scholar's body without stopping, taking away one side of his shoulder and arm and one leg. If it were in the realm, Wei Yuan's strike would not have had such great power, but this was the Youhan Realm, and everyone was active in the form of a primordial spirit. Just in terms of primordial spirit strength, Wei Yuan had never encountered an opponent of the same rank.

Although he hit the Shaman scholar with one strike, for Wei Yuan, hitting anyone was the same. He had another extra-long immortal sword in his hand, and a white-gold flame suddenly ignited on the sword tip, and then he slashed down at the Shaman scholar's head!

The Shaman girl swept past like a swallow, picked up the Shaman scholar, and escaped from Wei Yuan's sword with a hair's breadth.

Wei Yuan had another long tripod in his hand, tucked under his ribs, with the tripod mouth facing backward. Although the Shaman girl was fast, Wei Yuan felt that he was not slow after installing a propulsion long tripod.

However, the two butterfly short blades appeared again, sweeping toward Wei Yuan's lower three paths silently.

Wei Yuan was shocked, and the long sword had to turn downward, slashing the short blades away. This time, 'Moon Fire' ignited on the long sword, and Wei Yuan immediately felt that the short blades were weaker and easier to deal with.

The short blades blocked Wei Yuan for a moment, then flew away immediately, and quickly became transparent, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

But Wei Yuan had experienced countless life-and-death battles at this time, and his reaction was extremely fast. He backhanded his sword and slashed fiercely at a butterfly short blade! With a clear sound, Wei Yuan's immortal sword broke into two pieces.

The immortal sword broke, and Wei Yuan's primordial spirit felt like it was pricked by a needle, but this little pain was completely negligible to him. The butterfly short blade that was slashed sank, and a bit of white-gold flame stained the blade, slowing down. This little delay was fatal; it didn't have time to hide, and suddenly an ancient bell fell from the sky, covering it underneath. Immediately after, a golden tripod appeared below, and the bell fell into the golden tripod with the short blade.

The short blade spun frantically, hitting the ancient bell countless times in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, it cut the ancient bell into pieces.

But it didn't welcome freedom, but seven or eight layers of ancient bells and square tripods outside. Wei Yuan reached out and grabbed, and all the bells and tripods, together with the short blade, were collected into the Dao foundation.

A roar of anger from the Shaman girl seemed to come from afar, but Wei Yuan couldn't understand it.

Wei Yuan put away the laid-out marks and didn't chase, but flew away in the opposite direction of the Shaman girl. After a while, he came to a valley with strange rocks, looked around, was very satisfied with this place, and started digging a hole. In the blink of an eye, a bottomless pit appeared on the ground.

After a while, Wei Yuan drilled out of the pit, carefully restored the pit entrance, and then set up a formation. After doing these, Wei Yuan returned to the realm.

After a while, the Shaman girl's figure appeared where Wei Yuan had disappeared. Her eyes were full of hatred, but she didn't break the formation immediately, but searched carefully around, confirming that there were no hidden marks, before coming to the formation.

With the help of that special magic treasure, she determined that the mark Wei Yuan left was here.

The Shaman girl reached out and touched the formation, and a piece of text appeared in front of her:

There is a cage, with some chickens and rabbits inside...

It's really no new tricks! The Shaman girl gritted her teeth, reached out and clicked directly at the entrance of the formation, entered a random number, and then appeared a hundred zhang away.

A group of scorching white light rose, illuminating the surrounding hundreds of zhang like daylight!

The Shaman girl had already used magic power to protect her eyes the moment the white light appeared, just sneering at the light ball working in vain to illuminate the surroundings.

But after the white light flashed, there was no explosion, but a wisp of cyan smoke rose, and there was no movement.

What's going on? The Shaman girl approached cautiously, observing every movement in the formation carefully, ready to hide as soon as there was a sign of Dao power explosion.

Just as she was concentrating, another white light suddenly rose in the formation! This was too sudden, the Shaman girl screamed, her eyes tightly closed, and tears rolled down.

But when the white light appeared, she had already flashed to hundreds of zhang away, enough to avoid the subsequent explosion.

But only a wisp of cyan smoke came out of the formation, and there was no movement.

The Shaman girl's eyes were red, looking at the formation from afar, really hating her teeth to be broken. Waiting for a while, there was still no movement in the formation, she flew over, only to find that there was only a little weak Dao power left in the formation, not even enough to send out another light ball.

The Shaman girl's anger had long been burning, and she was about to step on the formation. But at the critical moment, she calmed down, took out another short knife, and threw it into the formation.

A beam of light suddenly rushed into the sky in the formation, followed by a violent explosion! The aftermath of the explosion made the Shaman girl take a few steps back before standing firm.

She was shocked and angry; this person was indeed insidious. The residual Dao power in the formation was actually used to activate the next formation. The exploding formation was set under this formation. If she accidentally entered the cave, she would hit the next round of explosions head-on, at least it would be a serious injury.

After the explosion, the original place was already a mess, leaving only a big pit, full of scorched earth and residual Dao power, and the mark had long since disappeared.

The Shaman girl finally understood that the person must have discovered that she could find the marks he left, so he set this trap. As for the real mark, it must have been hidden in an unknown place, and it should be very far from here.

The Shaman girl pondered for a while, and continued to fly in the direction she came from. Since that person was so insidious, it was likely that he hid the mark further in this direction. In this way, when she searched over, she found this fake mark first, so she would likely change direction and continue searching, and would miss the real mark. The Shaman girl insisted on searching in this direction.

She flew to the distance and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Half an hour later, she returned to the original place.

She had just flown very far, but didn't find any traces of the mark, and had to return to the starting point to change direction and continue searching. But after several fruitless attempts, she finally had to give up.

Wei Yuan, who had completed two hours of exploration and returned to the realm, now had a pile of small hills of soil and stones in his Dao foundation. These were all dug out by his hard work, and all moved to the Dao foundation.

Beside the soil pile was an extra large tripod, with an ancient bell buckled inside, making a few muffled sounds from time to time.

With such a large pile of Underworld Soil, the temperature around had dropped a lot, so Wei Yuan didn't dare to put it next to the Jade Mountain, but placed it a thousand zhang away.

This pile of soil and stones weighed about hundreds of thousands of jin. According to the price of one q

However, Wei Yuan knew this could only be a fantasy. Even if the Underworld Soil could be sent to the Grand Tai Tai Chu Gong, such a massive quantity would inevitably cause the price to plummet, perhaps eventually reaching one hundred catties for a single tael of immortal silver, or even lower. At that point, digging the soil would truly be manual labor, and he would only earn the meager wages of a laborer.

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The uses for Underworld Soil might be limited, but the demand for the power of Eternal Silence—a type of heaven and earth primordial energy—was almost infinite. If all else failed, even if it just sat in his Dao Foundation and slowly dissipated, it could gradually be converted into a part of the Ten Thousand Li Rivers and Mountains, becoming Wei Yuan's cultivation base.

At the moment, Wei Yuan had another important matter to attend to, so he left his sea of consciousness, summoned the Eldest Senior Sister and his Master, and then cautiously manifested a short butterfly blade.

As soon as the short blade appeared, it slashed toward Wei Yuan's lower body!

Zhang Sheng reached out and caught the short blade, stopping this strike that would have ended his lineage. Wei Yuan's expression was ghastly; he had clearly felt a chill between his legs just now, and the target of this short blade could not have been clearer.

Wei Yuan composed himself and said, "Disciple seized this blade from an opponent in the Nether Cold Realm. This blade is unruly but possesses remarkable divinity, so I ask Master and Eldest Senior Sister to take a look. If it can be kept, keep it; if not, return it to the furnace."

Zhang Sheng swept it with his spiritual sense and said, "This blade is full of spirituality and belongs to a magic treasure nourished for many years. It's just that its spirituality feels skewed toward one extreme; there should be a corresponding second blade, right?"

Wei Yuan hurriedly said, "Master's eyes are like torches. This blade is indeed one of a pair, but the other one ran away."

Zhang Sheng nodded and said, "After being separated, the power of both blades is greatly reduced, as is their value. Next time you encounter it, the other blade shouldn't pose much of a threat to you. However, this blade has the ability to traverse the netherworld, which is somewhat troublesome. I will teach you a technique in a moment; if you use this technique with the immortal sword Lishang, you can make this blade's speed drop significantly in a short time, allowing you to deal with it calmly."

Speaking of the immortal sword Lishang, Zhang Sheng glared at Wei Yuan intentionally or otherwise. Wei Yuan felt guilty and quickly lowered his head. Fortunately, Zhang Sheng didn't say anything more.

In truth, the immortal sword Lishang and the immortal sword Sorrow could only be said to differ in realm; their intrinsic spiritual essence was essentially the same. Thus, it was just that Wei Yuan lacked the natural talent, but one could not say he wasn't working hard.

After Zhang Sheng finished evaluating it, he handed the short blade to Seeing Ji Liuli. Seeing Ji Liuli toyed with it for a moment and suddenly asked, "The original owner of this blade was female, right?"

Wei Yuan was startled. Why would she suddenly ask about this? He nodded. The shamaness was still quite distinct; she should be female.

Seeing Ji Liuli added, "The spirituality of this blade has clearly imprinted the last lingering obsession of its original owner: to chop and mince a certain part of you."

Zhang Sheng looked up and calmly glanced at Wei Yuan. Cold sweat immediately broke out on Wei Yuan.

Seeing Ji Liuli smiled meaningfully and did not continue this topic, instead saying, "There are three choices now. First, erase the spiritual memory within this blade and nourish it anew. Doing so will greatly damage the blade's spirituality, making the past dozen years of hard work go to waste. But you would also effectively gain a spiritual magic treasure in advance; given the quality of this short blade, it is rare even among Dharma Form True Persons."

"The second is to find a way to subdue it and make it recognize you as its master. The benefit is that its power can be fully preserved, but the downside is that whether it recognizes you depends entirely on fate."

"The third is to use it as bait. I can erase its memories from this period and then imprint a tracking formation inside. After you return to the Nether Cold Realm and release it, it will fly back to its original owner on its own, effectively pointing the way for you."

Wei Yuan originally felt the third method was best, but upon second thought, this "pointing the way" would likely lead into the kingdom of some Nether Shaman, wouldn't that be walking right into a trap?

He pondered for a moment and said, "Eldest Senior Sister, could we do this: you erase its memories from this period, then imprint a strong control formation, as long as it gives me the ability to control it for a moment. After I return to the Nether Cold Realm and release it, letting it wander in place, it will likely attract the original owner and the other short blade. At that time, I will control it to strike suddenly; even if I can't kill the original owner, I can seize the other short blade."

"That's simple. Then I'll add a binding formation so that as soon as the two blades touch, they will be tied together and cannot be separated for a short time. That way, the two of you can each control one, and this pair of short blades won't be able to move."

Zhang Sheng flicked out a wisp of faint sword intent, which entered Wei Yuan's sea of consciousness, and said, "I will give you another strand of Lishang sword intent; don't use your own, that way you can ensure absolute success."

The short blade, listening from the side, suddenly jumped violently and wailed, wanting to break through the air and escape!

But it was currently held in Seeing Ji Liuli's hand; Seeing Ji Liuli slapped it, and it immediately went silent.

(End of chapter)