Chapter 725

What Wei Yuan didn't expect was that the precious gun Instant was destroyed, the Xun Wind Disaster Bullet was used up, and after paying a price equivalent to an entire spiritual treasure, he ended up destroying one of the opponent's life-substitution spiritual treasures.

This was not an ordinary avatar or substitute, but a life-substitution spiritual treasure capable of blocking a fatal disaster for the original body. Among treasures of the same level, life-substitution treasures were definitely the most expensive, without exception.

Wei Yuan put away the Instant, which had lost all its spirituality, looked at the silver-haired woman, and sighed: "You are truly rich!"

The silver-haired woman was also staring at Wei Yuan, gritting her teeth: "You are truly shameless!"

Wei Yuan gave a cold sneer and said, "There is no need to talk about morality with demons, heretics, and barbarians like you; everyone has the right to punish you."

The silver-haired woman no longer had enough vocabulary to evaluate Wei Yuan, gritting her teeth: "The Whip of the Northern Border is still waiting for you; are you still going?"

Wei Yuan said, "Do you think I will still go?"

The silver-haired woman nodded and turned to leave. But the moment she turned, her figure suddenly shifted, moving ten zhang horizontally, turning to face Wei Yuan. And Wei Yuan, with the Instant in hand, was just about to aim.

The atmosphere between the two froze instantly.

Wei Yuan smiled slightly and opened the chamber of the Instant; there were no bullets inside. The silver-haired woman also smiled slightly, waved at Wei Yuan, and then turned and left.

Watching her receding figure, the smile in Wei Yuan's eyes vanished. Just as he was about to put away the gun, the void suddenly surged, and waves of spells smashed down on Wei Yuan's head!

The silver-haired woman's wave as she left was not a farewell, but a way of casting Dao techniques in a devious manner!

These spells were fast and dense, each one not very powerful, but there were so many of them that all the small spells combined just happened to break through Wei Yuan's protective Dao power, and then the final spell smashed down on Wei Yuan's head!

A cold sneer appeared on the corner of Wei Yuan's mouth. With his Dharma body, such small spells that couldn't even kill an ordinary Dharma Form were like a massage when they landed on him.

He knew the silver-haired woman definitely hadn't gone far and must be watching from the shadows, so he stood tall like a pine, his eyes shining like stars, and calmly received the final spell with the posture of welcoming the end of the world.

Then, Wei Yuan experienced what it felt like to be attacked by a peerless Dao domain.

In that instant, it was as if a lump of soft, sticky substance had been shoved into his mouth, extending all the way to his stomach. Wei Yuan's entire body was boiling; he instantly flashed to a hidden corner and began to vomit violently.

Fortunately, Wei Yuan's Dao power was profound; he took a bit of immortal Qi and forcibly melted the true intent within his body, only then did he recover, unable to stop himself from cursing loudly.

At this moment, the silver-haired woman's voice suddenly rang in Wei Yuan's ear: "You already said I'm a barbarian; how can I not use some methods on you?"

Where did this voice come from?

Wei Yuan's head suddenly turned at an impossible angle, staring at his own shoulder. There was a speck of filth the size of a needle tip, and the voice came from there.

Wei Yuan's pupils shrank, feeling that his whole person was not well!

No matter how small the filth was, it was still filth! His body instantly ignited with raging true fire, nearly burning his Dharma robe as well, so naturally, no dust or filth could survive.

It was just that even though his body was clearly very clean, Wei Yuan still couldn't help but glance at his shoulder, as if something was always stuck there.

Wei Yuan forced himself not to think about his shoulder, but instead turned back to analyze the silver-haired Liao woman. This could be considered the first formal engagement between the two sides, with each side scoring once; Wei Yuan dealt a heavy blow to her immortal silver, and she ravaged Wei Yuan's Dao heart and physical body, so the two sides could be considered a draw.

This silver-haired Liao woman's methods were devious, and the final spell attack was a stroke of genius; the total power of the multi-stage attack was quite large, but the power of each individual strike was limited, just enough not to trigger the Shanmen protection, forcing Wei Yuan to rely on himself to withstand this strike.

And the final strike, while very limited in power, relied on a bit of filthy true intent to force Wei Yuan's body to react. If this were in a life-and-death battle, it would be very fatal.

Wei Yuan pondered for a moment, then stood up immediately and went to find the Master of the Haotian Temple.

Zhu Yan was dissecting a Liao tribe corpse. The knife in his hand was ten times thinner than a hair and was actually one foot long. On the shelf beside him were hundreds of knives of different shapes, which looked very professional at first glance.

Several jade papers floated beside Zhu Yan, and as his hands moved, peculiar and aesthetically unique structures continuously appeared on the jade papers. Wei Yuan took one look and knew that after magnifying the physical tissue several hundred times, it would look like what was on the paper.

Seeing Wei Yuan arrive, Zhu Yan didn't stop his hand movements and asked, "Are you here for the battle just now?"

"Exactly." Wei Yuan wasn't surprised why Zhu Yan would know; holding the authority of the Shanmen Great Array, they would have some sense of everything that happened within the array.

"You handled it very well, with nothing inappropriate."

Wei Yuan said, "The disciple feels that her final strike was quite profound, so I came to ask the ancestor for guidance."

"Her strike had skill to spare, but it was of little use. Ask whatever you want to know." In Zhu Yan's view, those were nothing more than minor paths. Hundreds of spells breaking through a defense were no different from a single high-power spell breaking through a defense, but dragging it out added variables. The Haotian Temple had always emphasized hitting the target with one strike and killing with one hit, not liking to be wishy-washy.

Little did he know that Wei Yuan asked: "Is there any true intent that goes a step further than various types of filth? The kind that can make the enemy react involuntarily."

Zhu Yan also had to think for a moment before understanding what Wei Yuan meant, and his face immediately didn't look very good.

But after pondering for a moment, he still said: "In the myriad worlds, after the vast majority of sentient beings die, their corpses will emit a unique odor, used to warn other members of the same race: a member of the same kind has died here. Perhaps this kind of true intent can go a step further than filth. It just so happens that the Liao tribe has died enough recently, so refining it is not difficult."

Fenhai Zhenjun Zhu Yan refined it casually, while also passing the refining method to Wei Yuan. Wei Yuan wanted to say he didn't need it, but seeing Fenhai Zhenjun Zhu Yan's expression, he didn't dare to say it, so the outstanding figures of the two generations of the Taichu Palace were immersed in the stench of corpses for the entire afternoon.

Bidding farewell to Fenhai Zhenjun Zhu Yan, Wei Yuan rushed to the two garrison cities on the left and right. The city walls here were also reinforced with cement and steel bars, and under the Dao techniques of the template cultivators who rushed over from Qingming in large numbers, the cement only needed half an hour to solidify. Then a new layer could be poured. Now, within three miles of the city walls of the two garrison cities, there were also trenches and fortresses.

Just as he was inspecting the defensive works, the Human World Renjian Yanhuo suddenly moved, and a large amount of Chaos Qi slowly surged out, covering the Human World Renjian Yanhuo. At the same time, a large amount of cyan Qi Luck appeared in the Human World Renjian Yanhuo, actually numbering over thirty thousand.

This sum of Qi Luck came somewhat abruptly. Wei Yuan carefully examined the source and found that it actually came from the Zhao soldiers who voluntarily stayed in Qingming.

This batch of Zhao soldiers was indeed elite, and the vast majority were capable of contributing Qi Luck.

Wei Yuan knew there were forty thousand Zhao soldiers who voluntarily stayed in Qingming, but in just a few days, they had contributed over thirty thousand Qi Luck; this speed of pouring out their hearts and lungs was something Wei Yuan hadn't expected.

Wei Yuan quickly reviewed their experiences during their time in Qingming, and after analysis by the Human World Renjian Yanhuo, found the point they had most in common: they had been treated by beautiful female disciples in the medical clinic, and a small number had been treated by handsome male disciples.

Looking at those beautiful, cold, and aloof faces that were like icebergs, Wei Yuan was thoughtful, so he went to Sun Yu's medical clinic to take a look.

It just so happened that Sun Yu was giving a lecture in the medical clinic, and dozens of disciples were sitting in the hall, the men handsome and the women beautiful, with only a few who were plain-looking; those were the ones who had truly obtained the true transmission of the Creation Temple.

Sun Yu said: "... Heart disease requires heart medicine, and a good skin is also a good medicine. As long as you are born well and wear the uniform of our hospital, standing there, even if you know nothing, the patients will believe you three points out of thin air..."

At this time, a sweet and lovely female disciple asked: "If someone doesn't eat the disciple's beauty and insists on making unreasonable trouble, what should be done?"

Sun Yu said calmly: "Such patients deserve to be reincarnated. In the World Lord's Dharma Form, there is a shortage of cattle and horses."

A female disciple who looked innocent and naive said: "Cattle and horses? Could it be that those who go to the World Lord's Dharma Form are all reincarnated as livestock?"

A plain-looking senior brother beside her said: "Master Sun's meaning refers to working like cattle and horses, not real cattle and horses."

"Thank you for the guidance, Senior Brother. I am so stupid that I wouldn't know what to do without you in the future," the innocent and naive female disciple said softly and sweetly.

"Definitely, definitely! That is Senior Brother's duty!" the plain-looking senior brother said repeatedly.

An iceberg beauty beside them snorted and said coldly: "Do you really think she doesn't understand anything? She understands much more than you! Really, you deserve to be deceived!"

The senior brother's face was awkward, but he didn't seem willing to believe the iceberg beauty's words.

At this moment, Wei Yuan, who had taken all of this into his eyes with the help of the Dragon Eagle's Eye, was furious. This method of Master Sun's to harvest Qi Luck was indeed useful, but why did he have to be sarcastic about himself for no reason?

If he wanted people to work like cattle and horses, did he have to wait for reincarnation?

(End of chapter)