Longzang

Chapter 809 Wish
After exiting the northern mountain gate, Wei Yuan released his flying vehicle and boarded it.

The little rooster flew directly to the nose of the plane and stood there, saying, "What kind of strange thing is this? You're planning to go back in this shabby thing? Isn't that a bit shabby? Besides, how long will we be on the road? A month, or two months? The Taichu Palace is such a big mountain gate, why don't you get a flying boat?"

As Wei Yuan attached the nozzles to the aircraft, he said, "This is faster."

"How fast can it be?" the little rooster asked dismissively.

"You'll find out soon enough. Are you sure you want to stand there? Then hold on tight." Wei Yuan was very considerate and even installed two claw rings on it.

Seeing Wei Yuan's serious demeanor, the little rooster, though still disbelieving, gripped the claws firmly with both claws.

Wei Yuan then activated the aircraft, and all twelve nozzles simultaneously spewed out flames. With a loud bang, the aircraft disappeared without a trace!
Only the rooster's mournful squawking echoed in the air, and a few feathers drifted down slowly.

Suddenly, a whooshing sound rang out. Wei Yuan piloted his flying vehicle back, scooped up a few chicken feathers, and flew away again.

The several rogue cultivators below were stamping their feet and cursing inwardly at how stingy this person in the sky was, not giving away a single penny.
With the powerful boost from the twelve jet nozzles, the aircraft streaked through the sky at a speed far exceeding that of a normal flying vehicle. The little rooster, almost stretched into a straight line in mid-air, cried out at Wei Yuan, "Why, why, don't, activate, the, wind-repelling, technique?"

The wind was so strong that the little rooster's beak was almost puffed up into a ball when he opened it, and he could only speak intermittently.

Wei Yuan sat calmly behind the windshield and said, "I added a little wind-repelling magic to the nose of the plane, just right. Any more would have slowed us down. You happened to be standing on the airflow that was separated by the wind-repelling magic, which is why you felt the wind was strong."

"I want to...go in too..."

Wei Yuan didn't make things difficult for it anymore. He slowed down, put the little rooster into the driver's seat, and drove away.

In half a day, the Azure Sky was already in sight.

The little rooster stretched its neck and looked over, saying, "This luck is so-so, barely enough to match my status. Hey, you've heard the saying, 'A good bird chooses a good tree to perch on.' You have to find me a good place to live, at least a level one mutated spiritual plant. Besides the real world, you also have to find me a good nest in your mental world, so I can rest well and have the strength to deal with the Gu worms."

Wei Yuan landed in the immortal city, gave a few brief instructions, and then prepared to go into seclusion to focus on dealing with the mirage demons in the mortal world.

A moment later, the little rooster appeared amidst the smoke and fire of the human world. He swept his divine sense across a radius of a hundred miles and said, "So young, yet your mental world has already taken shape; truly remarkable. This realm must be fifty or sixty miles in size..."

After scanning the area with his divine sense, he couldn't reach the end.

The little rooster was a bit embarrassed. He quickly covered three hundred miles with his divine sense and said, "Oh, so it's two or three hundred miles. No wonder you were so proud, like a little hen..."

After scanning the area, we still hadn't reached the end.

This time it couldn't hold back anymore. Its neck fur stood on end, and it activated its divine sense, covering five hundred miles in one breath!

However, there was no end in sight in any direction—north, south, east, or west.

The little rooster was extremely embarrassed, scratching the ground with its claws. Fortunately, when it was embarrassed, its comb mainly turned red. Since it was already red, any redder wouldn't be noticeable.

Wei Yuan sensed the mirage demon's movements and then said, "The battle isn't urgent. Let me find you a place to stay first."

"Let me make this clear beforehand, I do not erect ordinary wood... huh??"

The next moment, a person and a chicken appeared in front of the Jianmu seedling, and the little rooster was shocked on the spot!

"This...this..." It suddenly transformed into a bright lightning bolt, shooting onto the sapling of the Jianmu tree. Then, a point of red light darted wildly across the tree, leaving a restless soul with nowhere to rest.

The sapling of the Jianmu tree trembled, instantly sending out a shockwave. The little rooster was thrown away, shooting into the sea like a bullet.

Wei Yuan was both amused and exasperated. He reached out and pulled the little rooster out of the sea, saying, "Don't be so presumptuous. This is a sacred tree given to me by a senior when he passed away. It just doesn't like to talk."

The little rooster nodded repeatedly, like pecking at rice: "I understand, I understand!"

Wei Yuan said, "You stay here for now. I'll go and force the mirage demons to the nearby sea. You're in charge of killing their Gu worms. Are you sure you can suppress the Gu worms within a thousand miles?"

"Of course!"

"But why is your divine sense only five hundred miles?"

The little rooster felt a little guilty and said, "Divine sense is not my forte, but suppressing poisonous insects is my innate divine power. They are different."

Wei Yuan nodded and said, "Let's try it out first. If you don't like living here after this battle, I can find you another place." The little rooster was shocked again: "You have other immortal wood?"

"Yes, we also have the herb of immortality."

The little rooster was now conflicted: "Damn, damn... Oh dear! How could you test me like this? You're not a good person!"

Having inadvertently discovered the little rooster's weakness, Wei Yuan was quite pleased and said, "You stay here for now, I'm off to fight."

"Do as you please! Hurry up!" The little rooster had no more interest in hanging out with Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan arrived at the center of the sea. The mortal fleet split into three groups, each anchored in a different location. The fleet primarily used formations, with each ship serving as a node in the formation. By combining the power of these three large formations, they firmly trapped hundreds of thousands of mirage demons in the center of the sea.

The two mirage demons that had been suppressed to the Dharma Form level had been defeated by Han Li and Jun Weizhi respectively. The only mirage demon that could still maintain the strength of the Imperial Realm was intercepted by Wei Yuan himself. The two sides had fought several battles, all of which ended in a draw.

Wei Yuan was not in a hurry to win, but instead took his time to maneuver. After all, his opponent was trapped in the mundane world, where the heaven and earth were restricted, and his Dao power was diminished with each use. Unlike himself, who could absorb and release the primordial energy of heaven and earth in the mundane world, his Dao power would slowly replenish itself after a short rest.

Wei Yuan flew to the front lines again and saw a small island appear in the sea ahead. The island was crowded with mirage demons, some lying down and some sitting. Each mirage demon was weak and listless, showing no reaction to Wei Yuan's appearance.

A mirage demon flew up in front of Wei Yuan, its long, pale golden hair flying behind it, its eyes almost spitting fire, and roared, "Today, it's a fight to the death!"

Wei Yuan took a step back and said, "If you want to leave, then leave. The door is over there."

The mirage demon looked in the direction Wei Yuan was pointing, and sure enough, a portal appeared in the sky, beyond which lay the void. It froze for a moment, then instinctively flew towards the portal, while Wei Yuan remained motionless, just watching.

Just one step away from escape, the mirage demon stopped and asked, "What about my people?"

Wei Yuan sneered, "Fighting you would be too time-consuming and exhausting, which is why I'm letting you go. Don't even think about anything else."

"I want to take them with me!"

Wei Yuan said calmly, "It's only a matter of time before I defeat you. I'm letting you go only because I don't want you to destroy your own world here. If you don't leave now, you won't be able to leave at all."

The mirage demon said in a deep voice, "I'm taking them with me!"

"Even if you can take them with you, they won't survive. Leaving them behind offers a glimmer of hope."

Where is the hope?

"In my mood."

The mirage demon fell silent again, standing there at the doorway, turning to leave several times, only to turn back again.

Suddenly, a clap of thunder sounded in the sky, and black and red blood rained down from nowhere!
The blood rain was extremely fertile, nourishing the entire human world and gradually increasing its vitality. However, the blood rain also carried a strong stench of bloodlust and decay, making living beings restless and uneasy.

Wei Yuan caught a few drops of blood rain and sighed inwardly. This was yet another gift from heaven and earth after the attack on Xing Sen Cave Heaven.

This is the cruelty of the immortal war: the more fiercely the attack on the enemy's grotto-heaven, the richer the gifts from heaven and earth that the immortals receive through the pull of cause and effect. A fierce battle between grotto-heavens only adds to the wound, while the pull of immortals is to tear the wound open and bleed it out.

Such a heavy rain of blood suggests that the Star Forest Cave Heaven is severely damaged, most likely about to drop in rank. The blood rain also indicates extremely terrifying karma, suggesting that the mirage demons within the cave heaven are probably nearly wiped out by the genetic weapon attack.

This karma will have an irreversible impact on Wei Yuan's path to immortality; it's already a minor flaw in an otherwise flawless masterpiece. However, Wei Yuan doesn't care. As long as he can strike at his opponent and rapidly increase his strength, he's willing to pay the price.

Yan Shi knew this, but still took action to solicit gifts.

The tides of history do not allow them to advance slowly. Wei Yuan knew that his path to immortality was flawed, and he knew he would suffer the same fate in the future. None of the past masters of the Taichu Palace had ever achieved true perfection.

One generation plants the trees, another enjoys the shade. Generation after generation of ancestors have become towering trees, sheltering us from the wind and rain, thus providing our descendants with an increasingly comfortable space to grow.

The blood of our ancestors stained the sky, which allowed Wei Yuan to use 20 million immortal silver to hone his foundation.

Wei Yuan only hoped that after he attained enlightenment, his descendants could cultivate at their own pace and do what they liked. Whether they were honing their foundations or enjoying the immortal life, they would no longer have to rush to advance their ranks or rush to the front lines due to the pressure from external enemies.

(End of this chapter)