Chapter 370

Entering the late stage of the Dao Foundation, Little Wei Yuan's Dao power improved once more; although the extent of the improvement was not large, his control over Dao power reached a higher level. The benefits brought by this improvement were comprehensive: the same spell model could either have more components attached, thereby becoming a more powerful Dao technique, or consume less Dao power, or have more variations.

With the help of blood energy, Little Wei Yuan's physical body also had a small improvement. His physical body was already equivalent to the Dharma body of a Dharma Form cultivator, and now, taking another step forward, it was no worse than a normal late-stage Dharma Form cultivator.

Now, from the inside out, Little Wei Yuan's physical body faintly emitted a layer of precious light, and Dao power flowed to every extremity of his body.

Now that the hidden injuries and ailments were all gone, Little Wei Yuan was about to take off the cloth over his eyes, but his hand was pressed down by the woman.

"Wait a moment before taking it off."

Immediately, rustling sounds echoed in the cave; Little Wei Yuan did not deliberately use his spiritual sense to peek, to show respect. In any case, he could see everything through the stones blocking the cave entrance.

A moment later, Little Wei Yuan took off the blindfold; the moment his eyes opened, black and white Qi faintly flowed within his pupils.

She sat upright on a rock, the Remnant Clan's previous dynasty attire on her body already having had its style trimmed; the lines became more concise and rigid, and also more form-fitting.

That pair of slightly curved brows, the tips like swords, seemingly soft yet rigid, along with those deep, endless eyes, were unique in the world and impossible to forget. Her nose was straight and thin, her chin as if carved by a knife.

She was like her sword, bright and peerless, sharp and peerless.

If Consort Yuan was like flowing water and falling flowers, then she was a peerless immortal sword; no matter how gentle and low it turned, it was still sword light.

This was the teacher!

Her long hair was simply tied up, fully revealing the exquisite, peerless lines of her profile. Although she had no cultivation base, as she sat there, she naturally exuded an awe-inspiring majesty.

Little Wei Yuan wanted to lean over, but was glared at by her and barked at with a "Sit properly!", so he obediently sat back in his original place. The accumulated prestige of so many years could not be resolved in a short while.

She drew a map on the ground with stones and said, "This Northern Snow Mountain range is about five hundred thousand li in scope; it is not large, but it is not small either. This place is located between the Liao tribe and the Shaman tribe's territories; perhaps we can utilize the contradictions between them."

Little Wei Yuan said, "We can travel back and forth repeatedly at their border; as long as the pursuing troops of the two tribes meet, we need not worry about them not fighting."

"In addition, my physical body has been reshaped by the Filthy Earth Bai Lian, and my Body Forging cultivation has been exhausted by seven or eight parts; I need extra armor for protection."

Little Wei Yuan immediately said, "That's simple, I will design it right now. It's just... I still lack some measurements..."

Seeing Little Wei Yuan leaning over again, she gave him a cold look, which made Little Wei Yuan sit back honestly. This kid spoke without thinking, all excuses; what did he mean by lacking some measurements? With the strength of his Primordial Spirit, he was capable of photographic memory; what measurements were there that he did not know?

"Furthermore, my Dao Foundation has been destroyed, but my spiritual sense remains. Is there any high-powered magic treasure I can temporarily control? It should be able to deliver a fatal blow at a critical moment. It's just that I have no Dao power now and need something that can be used by a mortal body."

Little Wei Yuan pondered and said, "This is slightly difficult; allow me to think carefully."

"There is still one hour until dawn; there is still time to make some preparations."

The Master had already put forward a clear request, and Little Wei Yuan did not dare to delay for a moment, immediately entering the Ten Thousand Li Heshan. In the blink of an eye, he designed a set of fish-scale armor and then had three wise Dao Foundation warriors make it.

Quietly watching the warriors make the armor plates for a while, Little Wei Yuan suddenly remembered that if there were no Filthy Earth Bai Lian, or if the efficacy of the Filthy Earth Bai Lian were slightly worse, Zhang Sheng would have already fallen.

He felt a lingering fear again.

Although the Dao Foundation warriors had gained wisdom, they had no emotions and would not feel impatient, just continuously forging armor plates, their movements as precise as three machines.

There was nothing to see in forging armor, so Little Wei Yuan went to look at the group of reincarnated Remnant Clan members. He discovered that the Remnant Clan members were dividing into hundreds of groups to process stones.

A portion of the rocks was processed into brick shapes, while another portion consisted of large, thin, hollow stone slabs. Moreover, these bricks were different; some were thick and heavy, while others were thin and larger in volume, becoming hollow bricks, and the proportion of the latter was constantly expanding. Only a small portion of the houses being built were made of solid bricks, and most of those built later were changed to hollow bricks.

The Tripod's true intent that Little Wei Yuan had just imparted was mastered by the Remnant Clan members in the blink of an eye, and they began to play with new tricks.

These Remnant Clan members all had high cultivation bases in their past lives, the worst being Dao Foundation cultivators; although they became mortals after reincarnation, some of their past memories remained, so it was not difficult for them to understand and master the Tripod's true intent.

With hollow bricks, construction efficiency increased greatly, and Little Wei Yuan saw that the Remnant Clan members were no longer satisfied with building houses, but were beginning to pave roads and dig canals, and even began to plan city walls.

Little Wei Yuan was torn between laughter and tears and hurriedly canceled the city walls. Where were there any foreign enemies in this Ten Thousand Li Heshan? Why build city walls?

In addition, what left Little Wei Yuan speechless was that a small group of people began to turn to carving, carving stones, preparing to build a statue of a god for Little Wei Yuan. Then, the three inherited giant swords were also discovered by them, so next to each sword, there was another group of people worshipping.

Little Wei Yuan could see it now: this group of people really had nothing to do, so they worshipped whatever they found.

Out of the idea of finding them something to do, Little Wei Yuan manifested a copy of the data written by Xu Wenwu in his memory and imparted it to them, then gave them one of the guns he had developed for firing flying swords, letting them find a way to improve it. Afterward, he exited the Ten Thousand Li Heshan.

At the last moment before dawn, Little Wei Yuan took out the newly made scale armor and put it on his Master. As for weapons, it would not be that fast. All of Little Wei Yuan's previous weapons were directly activated by Dao power; he had not thought about weapons that mortals could use.

Then Little Wei Yuan set up a Feng Shui array and thought about what aura to use to elevate Qi luck. At this time, Little Wei Yuan's attainments in Feng Shui and Qi luck were already quite profound, chasing after Ji Liuli. After all, this type of array also required talent, and being a Child of Qi Luck was the best talent.

Now Little Wei Yuan had several immortal-rank auras on hand: the Moon Laurel Immortal Tree, the Ice Glass Divine Wood, and the Red Lotus Honglian Puti; a stronger tier included the young girl Yin-Yang and the Shadow of the Moon. He did not know if the Gate of Myriad Realms could be used, as Little Wei Yuan had not tried it yet. These auras had different functions: the Moon Laurel Immortal Tree could enhance one's own killing power, the Ice Glass Divine Wood could cause enemies to fall into cold silence, and the Red Lotus Honglian Puti could resolve karma.

After pondering, Little Wei Yuan decided to use the Ice Glass Divine Wood. He was not very clear about the other effects of cold silence, but being able to slow down enemies was the most practical thing right now.

The Ice Glass Divine Wood was very cooperative and handed a piece of frost crystal to Little Wei Yuan.

After elevating the fortune, Little Wei Yuan put away the rocks blocking the cave entrance and rushed out as the first rays of dawn appeared, with a Dao Foundation warrior carrying Zhang Sheng following closely behind.

In another cave in the distance, Long Ying sensed the rapidly receding aura, and his expression was already not looking good.

At this time, that terrifying creature outside was still wandering, its gaze occasionally sweeping over the cave entrance, until half an hour later when it left; Long Ying immediately broke out of the cave and chased at full speed toward the last mark that appeared.

As he chased, Long Ying suddenly felt that today's wind was exceptionally cold, and then the two Dao Foundation warriors he was dragging suddenly lost their balance and collided with each other. The two people then continuously collided with several people beside them, forcing Long Ying to take action to steady them from a distance, only then regaining speed in flight.

That Long Ying did not curse out loud was already a sign of good self-restraint. These Dao Foundation cultivators did not even need to exert their own strength, equivalent to being pulled forward by Dao power, and yet they could still lose their balance?

The cold wind was biting; in the blink of an eye, Long Ying had chased out more than a hundred li. According to Little Wei Yuan's speed yesterday, the distance between the two sides should have narrowed by thirty li just now.

Soon a new mark appeared, and the distance had indeed narrowed, now being more than five hundred li apart. Long Ying no longer held back, and a strand of magic power was also attached to the shaman, immediately increasing his speed by a notch.

By the time the next mark appeared, Long Ying had already flown four hundred li, and the distance to Little Wei Yuan had narrowed by another hundred li.

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Long Ying's spirit lifted, and just as he was about to maintain full-speed pursuit, suddenly the Dao Foundation cultivators behind him collided again, rolling into a ball!

Long Ying's anger was no small matter, but hindered by face, he could not really abandon them. So he gritted his teeth and said, "Whoever is not focused again, I will behead him!"

But before these words had been out for even a moment, the Dao Foundation cultivators collided again. Now even the shaman saw that something was wrong and said, "How about putting them down first?"

"Absolutely impossible!" Long Ying gritted his teeth and said.

When they set off again, all the Dao Foundation cultivators were tied together and dragged along by Long Ying in flight. In this way, although there were no more accidents, the speed inevitably dropped slightly.

Little Wei Yuan received the message from the mark and knew that there were still a dozen or so Dao Foundations among the pursuers behind him. He immediately changed his strategy, rushing straight toward the southwest, his speed slightly increased. Now the speed difference between the two sides was fifty li per hour, and the distance was constantly narrowing.

Little Wei Yuan consumed the opponent's magic power while approaching the Shaman tribe's territory.

Soon Long Ying sensed Little Wei Yuan's intention and suddenly rushed at full speed, his speed per hour being two hundred li faster than Little Wei Yuan's!

Although this kind of full-speed sprint consumed extreme magic power and could not be sustained, he finally narrowed the distance to Little Wei Yuan to within a hundred li when the new mark appeared.

If it were not for the mountainous terrain, he could have seen Little Wei Yuan directly at this distance.

Long Ying's spiritual sense suddenly surged like a tidal wave, sweeping over Little Wei Yuan in an instant, and he placed a mark on Little Wei Yuan. It was just that after the mark was placed, Long Ying's face was also a bit pale, and his magic power had dropped by a notch.

However, the mark was placed in a hurry, and it was cleared by Little Wei Yuan in just the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. And at this time, Long Ying had chased closer by ten li; he gritted his teeth, and his spiritual sense swept over Little Wei Yuan like a storm again, placing another mark on him, then chased wildly. But soon the mark was cleared by Little Wei Yuan again.

At this time, the distance between the two sides was only seventy li left; Long Ying ignored the consumption and placed a mark on Little Wei Yuan for the third time, but this time when his spiritual sense swept over, he actually did not find Little Wei Yuan!

Long Ying naturally could not let his efforts go to waste; his spiritual sense was like a raging ocean, and after seven consecutive times, he finally found Little Wei Yuan and forcibly placed a mark.

Thus the two sides pulled back and forth repeatedly; Little Wei Yuan would disappear from time to time, forcing Long Ying to frequently scan and lock on with his spiritual sense. In the blink of an eye, the two sides chased from early morning to afternoon, and after running around for more than ten thousand li, Long Ying finally caught up to Little Wei Yuan.

At this time, the dozen or so Dao Foundation subordinates he was dragging were already on their last breaths, Long Ying's own magic power was only sixty percent left, and in Little Wei Yuan's sea of consciousness, the Remnant Clan old ghost, who was also a True Dragon blood descendant, finally completed his reincarnation, slowly rising from the earth and transforming into a Dragon Guard.

Long Ying did not say much, waved his large hand, the surrounding world changed, and the two were already in another independent world.

Long Ying stared at Little Wei Yuan, slowly revealing a ferocious smile, and said, "Making me chase for so long, almost losing all face; you are good, you are very good! Now is the time for you to pay the price for this. This is my Hunting World; how about it, very shocking, right? But what truly makes you despair is not this world, but... it!!"

A tall warrior walked out from Long Ying's side, holding a huge horse-chopping saber. His aura was connected to Long Ying's, and they were surprisingly ninety percent similar.

Long Ying's voice rose by an octave, fanaticism appeared on his face, and he said in a voice approximating chanting, "Do you see it? This is the legendary Dragon Guard; it is the proof of the hunt, the proof of status, and also the proof of strength! You wouldn't have thought, right? I have already completed one hunt. And you will be my second Dragon Guard. For this honor, I will make you die very... miserably!!"

The lingering sound echoed, winding around the beams without ceasing.

When Long Ying opened his eyes again, he saw two people standing beside Little Wei Yuan.

On the left was a young girl holding a bright red immortal sword; on the right was a scholar holding a tube tied together, which was spinning at high speed.

(End of chapter)