Chapter 233

Except for True Person Chuhe, Zhang Sheng, Ji Liuli, Yu Zhizhuo, and Sun Yu were all only one last step away from the Dharma Form, and all of them were stuck there, unwilling to move forward. They could see the micro-insects on the surface with their naked eyes.

Although Wei Yuan's cultivation was inferior, his Primordial Spirit and spiritual sense were powerful and not inferior to the Dharma Form; after adjusting his spiritual sense, he swept over and also discovered the micro-insects.

Only Cui Yu, although he was at the mid-stage of the Dao Foundation and was about to cultivate to the late stage, could not see the micro-insects with his naked eyes, nor could his spiritual sense sweep them out. Seeing everyone looking calm and thoughtful, he wanted to escape.

In the past, when he was working hard to improve with a group of fox friends in the Cui family, he was the only one with a Heaven Foundation around him. Now, while working hard to resist the alien race in Azure Void, he was still the only one with a Heaven Foundation around him.

"Why is this?" everyone asked.

Sun Yu had been thinking for a long time and said: "According to my observation, the outer walls of the bodies of all the dead micro-insects were destroyed. The miraculous part lies here: this thing has no Dao power at all and kills many micro-insects just by itself; it is truly inconceivable. The humans in that world don't know how they discovered this thing either."

"By guessing?" Ji Liuli said.

The cultivators all nodded, feeling it was very possible. The research on the art of luck in this world was already quite deep, and there were those who became immortals by relying on the Dao of luck; Fenhai Zhenjun Yanshi was also ambitious.

According to Fenhai Zhenjun Yanshi, so-called "turning luck" was nothing more than amplifying the probability of something or someone developing in a certain direction. Turning luck was only turning one or two people; if thousands of people worked together in this direction, the probability of success would be much greater than one person.

Sun Yu placed a white medicinal tablet on the table and said: "Being able to manufacture medicine to this degree is even more mysterious than the high-grade Golden Core boasted by the Creation View."

True Person Chuhe coughed and said: "Junior Nephew, be careful with your words; those old bastards at the Creation View hate hearing others say they are bad the most."

"I'm saying it here, they won't know."

True Person Chuhe said: "With many people, there are many mouths; there will always be a time when it reaches their ears. And if it becomes a habit to speak, there will always be times when you accidentally say a few more words."

Sun Yu then said: "Alright, let's continue talking about this immortal medicine. I think the people in that world must have already had a complete theory and supporting medicine-refining methods to be able to refine this kind of Dharma Form-level elixir as mortals."

"This medicine is Dharma Form-level?" True Person Chuhe was surprised.

"It can kill Dao Foundation micro-insects and also has killing power against Dharma Form micro-insects; when the amount is large enough, it can also kill certain types of Dharma Form-level micro-insects," Sun Yu said.

According to the recognized standards of the immortal cultivation world, this was a Dharma Form-level spiritual medicine. The classification and naming of elixirs were also created by the Creation View; Dharma Form-level ones were spiritual elixirs, Master Yu Jing-level ones were named treasure elixirs, and Return to Oneness was naturally immortal elixirs.

The cultivators thought along this line of thought and were all moved, but it was a pity that Xu Wenwu was unlearned and incompetent; although he had studied physics and chemistry, now, apart from remembering a few half-poems, he hadn't remembered anything useful.

Not to mention that most of the poems had already been written by other visitors from beyond the heavens, even if some were not written by predecessors, what was the use of just these few lines? At a literary gathering, as long as Xu Wenwu was asked to compose a poem on the spot, he would be exposed immediately.

"Why don't we sacrifice Xu Wenwu? It's hard to exchange for someone as useless as him, right?" Ji Liuli suggested again.

Seeing that everyone was a bit moved, Wei Yuan hurriedly vetoed it.

At this time, Yu Zhizhuo was reading the information written by Xu Wenwu page by page; his spiritual sense was no less than that of an ordinary late-stage Dharma Form cultivator, and it was a large chunk stronger than Wei Yuan's current one.

He flipped through the information extremely fast, remembering it with one glance per page, and completed the analysis, organization, and archiving by relying on the Primordial Spirit's hundreds of thoughts in an instant. In the blink of an eye, he finished reading all the information, and Yu Zhizhuo sighed and said: "I am ashamed; the people in that world don't understand cultivation and only have the power of a few thoughts per breath, but they considered even the details so perfectly; clearly, countless people have put in great effort. I think if we want to achieve something, the first thing we must do is to fully adopt the measurement standards of that world. Only then will everyone have a common foundation when speaking."

This statement was very reasonable, but it was of no help to the current situation in Azure Void.

Wei Yuan reminded him tactfully: "Uncle, there is still the Shaman army outside..."

Yu Zhizhuo said with a smile: "I know, I won't forget yours. I already have an idea now; after I go back, I will start working on it immediately, and you will roughly be able to see it tonight."

Wei Yuan was overjoyed and hurriedly said: "Thank you, Uncle!"

Yu Zhizhuo turned to Zhang Sheng and said earnestly: "Junior Brother Zhang, I have recently obtained a few good things, and I still need your help, Junior Brother."

Zhang Sheng was expressionless: "Courtesy demands reciprocity; it is as it should be."

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Inside a palace deep in the Northern Shaman Domain, Shengxin and another Great Shaman sat in the upper seats, with a row of Great Shamans standing below.

The atmosphere in the hall was extremely solemn. The Great Shaman sitting side-by-side with Shengxin only had a mass of surging red mist, and nothing could be seen clearly at the core, only layers of red leaves falling around his body.

Shengxin looked down from above, the gentleness on his face long since swept away and replaced with majesty, and he said slowly: "How many troops are gathered now? Why haven't you attacked yet?"

A Great Shaman said: "We have already probed once, but the domain's defense exceeds imagination, and our side has suffered heavy casualties. We have now assembled a force of one hundred thousand, but it is still not enough; at the same time, more Great Shamans need to take action."

"One hundred thousand is not enough, then what use are you!" Shengxin's voice turned severe.

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The Great Shaman below said: "We can win the fight, but I'm afraid we will suffer more than half casualties. I believe there is no need to fight at this time. If Xijin takes advantage of the situation to attack from both sides, I'm afraid we will be in a desperate situation."

Shengxin's face was gloomy, as if he hadn't expected the other party to refuse him so bluntly. At this time, the Great Shaman beside him said slowly: "Lord Shengxin is dedicated to cultivation and has little experience in marching and fighting; it is better to listen to the front-line generals on this matter."

Shengxin said coldly: "Lord Hongye, the front-line generals are nothing more than your mouthpieces; you might as well just say you want me to listen to you."

Hongye sighed and said: "You and I each serve our own masters; why be like this?"

A yellow vertical pattern gradually lit up between Shengxin's eyebrows, and he said: "The Spirit Fetus is the top priority for the entire Shaman tribe, yet you only consider the casualties of your own tribe. Fine, aren't you most afraid of your subordinates dying? Then watch carefully!"

A yellow light suddenly shot out from between his eyebrows and landed on the Great Shaman below! The Great Shaman's astonishment was all concentrated on his face; his body was rapidly dyed with a layer of yellow from top to bottom, turning into a sand sculpture in the blink of an eye, and then he turned into a pile of sand in the hall.

"What are you doing?" Hongye couldn't stop him in time, both shocked and angry.

The vertical pattern between Shengxin's eyebrows faded, and he said calmly: "I want to see the thing the human race has hidden. What you need to do is break that shell for me; as long as I see that thing, I will no longer care about you. Now you have two choices: either die on the battlefield or die at my hands."

Hongye said angrily: "You want to start a war?"

"I'm ready anytime." Shengxin stood up and walked straight out of the hall.

(End of chapter)