Wei School's Three Good Students

Chapter 71 The Descent of the Holy One
Two hours after Wu Fei developed a fever, while he was in a state of amnesia, a wisp of vital energy overflowed from Wu Fei's hundred orifices—this was a wisp of innate energy that had leaked out when he returned to the innate state. Meanwhile, the Third Aunt, whose memories were almost fading due to the fever, finally saw this day of relief. She made a hand seal, collected this wisp of innate energy, and then pressed her palm against her navel.

Then, Aunt San, who had already been punished to the point of being dizzy and disoriented, felt that the process of erasing and encrypting her memories had finally stopped. She stared blankly at the words "Mission Completed" in her field of vision for a long time, nodded blankly, and then a wave of exhaustion washed over her. She felt a black hole in her abdomen that was absorbing her vital energy, and then she fainted by the bedside.

After waking up from the blackout, Wu Fei looked at the credits that had inexplicably increased in the system, and saw his third aunt at the foot of the bed.

At first glance, the third aunt didn't recognize her and thought she was someone she'd been forced to warm her bed, whom she'd kicked off. But then she thought, wait a minute, I'm at war, military discipline is very strict, who would do that?
Upon closer inspection, good heavens! The usually intellectual and beautiful Third Aunt was now slumped over at the foot of her bed as if all her bones had been removed, her face pressed against the edge of the bed, barely three inches from her stinky feet.

Wu Fei, bewildered: What happened? Was I drunk last night? (Quickly switching to a pretext) No, I'm sick! How could a sick person be sick, huh?!
Wu Fei looked down at his pants, which were fine, but he felt a bit stiff after waking up in the morning, so he sat up in bed.

System replay: "You didn't have sex with her, but the child is yours."

Wu Fei nodded, then reacted a second later and said to the system, "What did you say?"

System: "We used an excellent method to extract the 'genetic seed' from your body and conceived you without contact. This was the most popular method of conception in the 40th century."

After reviewing the replay from last night, Wu Fei confirmed that this eccentric woman had used an unknown technique to steal his ancestral Y chromosome from his somatic cells, and his expression was one of frustration.

Wu Fei: "I don't feel anything." — But his attention returned to the system.

Wu Fei: "Why did my credit score increase by 3.1 points?"

System: "Now that the course has progressed to this point, you need to have an heir. This will add stability to your power. Your next task is to cultivate the next generation of successors for your power."

Wu Fei: "What? Just like that, I gained 3.1 credits?"

Hearing a soft moan, Wu Fei looked at the person—"no embroidered sash, arms gleaming." Suddenly, his mind went blank, a jumble of thoughts rising within him, "Since that's already happened, then now—"

Just as Wu Fei was about to reach out and satisfy his desires, he stopped.

Nothing else! Wu Fei was still unsure how to deal with the female cultivator's unauthorized actions last night.

Wu Fei thought to himself, "Maybe I'm being paranoid. I wonder if this woman will drain her life force and do what Empress Lü did after my son is born."

In Wu Fei's previous life, he didn't need a woman to deal with his desires. Sleeping in the same bed but dreaming different dreams would only lead to unrest.

So when Third Aunt woke up, Wu Fei simply pulled her up, told her, "Drink more hot water, and tell me what you want to eat, and I'll arrange it," and then sent her out of the barracks.

…End of Bedtime Service Divider…

As the Third Aunt stepped out of the camp, she saw Ang Ri waiting there. Upon seeing her, Ang Ri stared intently at the Third Aunt, then cupped his hands and said, "Congratulations, Madam."

Auntie paused slightly, then smiled and asked in return, "What's there to be happy about?"

Ang Ri said in a loud voice: "Yesterday I observed the celestial phenomena and found that there was a rosy glow in the sky above the camp. The canopy connected the seven southern constellations and condensed a sharp fire energy at midnight last night, which fell into my camp. Most of it is in the general's tent, and you, my lady, have also obtained a great opportunity."

Third Aunt: "Fellow Daoist, you flatter me. Please refrain from eating this."

Angri nodded and immediately assured that if anything happened in the inner quarters in the future, he would definitely stand on the side of the eldest son's faction.

As for why Angri was so proactive, he knew that if he could predict the outcome, others could too. The news would spread quickly, and everyone would eagerly offer their advice. He, being in a position of advantage, might as well take the lead.

The Wu family's southern army had long suffered because Wu Fei had no sons.

While Angri was talking with his third aunt, Gongshu Wang, about a hundred meters away, was calculating with his compass. He had found his way here when he looked up and saw Angri. He paused, then, realizing that Angri was using the rituals for worshipping the matriarch on his third aunt, he understood. His gaze fell on Wu Fei's tent, his expression brightened, and the compass in his hand began to tremble.

He immediately walked over and said, "It seems that my geomancy skills are still inferior to your star-gazing method."

He then bowed to his third aunt and said, “Congratulations, Madam Yao. Yesterday I sensed changes in the energy of the mountains and rivers. The White Fiend of the West, the Black Tortoise of the North, and the Azure Dragon of the East are all present, and today the Southern Spirit is also in place.”

So, before Wu Fei could react, the "Empress's Party" faction had already appeared outside the tent.

…inside the tent,…

After seeing his aunt off, Wu Fei lightly performed a set of radio calisthenics, then checked his physical data to confirm that his physical condition had not become unstable due to what happened last night.

Wu Fei nodded: "I knew it. I'm in great shape. I was sick for one night, but I felt better after sweating it out."

However, Wu Fei paused, suddenly realizing something: he didn't seem to be sweating. He reached up and wiped his collar, then paused slightly, not pulling his hand away, but rubbing his fingers together. There was no dirt on his fingers, but rather a layer of gray powder, like chalk dust scraped off a piece of chalk.

Wu Fei immediately unbuttoned his clothes and found that his underwear was covered with a thin layer of black ash, but it was all gone with a slight shake.

Then Wu Fei squatted down, took off his boots, then his socks, and smelled the smelly socks. However, there was no sweat smell. So he shook the socks and found layers of white ash.

Wu Fei then licked his mouth; it was slippery, confirming that he still had bodily fluids. He nodded, sucking on his finger, but when he pulled it out, he froze. The liquid on his finger evaporated as quickly as alkanes leaking from a lighter.

Wu Fei paused, spat on his palm, and smeared it with saliva, which quickly evaporated.

"Cough cough cough-"

Wu Fei spat on the ground. Three seconds later, the thick phlegm evaporated, turning into fine ash. It was like the fine ash around the outside of a hot boiler, which could be blown away by a gust of wind.

Wu Fei paused for a moment, then sensed something was wrong. He went to urinate but found he had no urge. He then touched his stomach but felt no urge to defecate. After drinking a bucket of water and eating a bowl of rice, he waited a while, but still nothing happened. Wu Fei discovered that his metabolic waste had turned into extremely fine dust. This dust was non-sticky and inorganic.

Then I started exercising. When I did the fifty-seventh movement, which was a gymnastic-level 360-degree turn, I felt as stable as if my feet were firmly planted on the ground while I was in the air.

Such strenuous activity should have left me sweating profusely, with a damp feeling under my arms and back, but instead, I felt incredibly dry, with a surge of heat coursing through my body. Then, in my perception, I saw the air around me surging.

Walking to the earthenware water vat, Wu Fei reached out and picked up the water ladle. As soon as his hand touched the water, he heard a "sizzle" sound. Wu Fei abruptly pulled his hand back, then paused for a moment before slowly and gently putting his hand into the vat. When he touched the water, there was another "sizzle" sound of boiling, but it wasn't that his hand had been burned; rather, it was that bubbles were rising from the water in the vat.

Wu Fei noticed fine powder on his body again, but it wasn't the black ash from before; instead, it was a white, powdery dust. (The previous black ash had been filtered through a layer of impurities.)

Wu Fei: "System, system, what's going on?"

System: "Just scanned and found a 'highly oxidized area' in your body. The oxidative effect can reach tens of thousands of times that of normal metabolism. It is being monitored. Please pay attention to your diet and rest, and avoid getting overheated."

Wu Fei: "What's inside my body?"

System: "You're a bit too hot-tempered, but it seems there's nothing wrong with you for now."

Wu Fei was touching the candle, looking at the melted wax, and asked, "Is this because of the fire?"

The system said impatiently, "You're cultivating the Pure Yang True Body, aren't you? And that's why you've encountered problems."

Upon hearing "Pure Yang True Body," Wu Fei stared blankly at the sky, then chuckled foolishly, "I've mastered it? Haha." System: "Currently, this can be blocked, requiring 0.01 credit points."

Wu Fei: "Huh? Why would I ban it? Wait a minute?"—Wu Fei asked warily, "What are the side effects of this thing?"

System: "There are no side effects, but your current state requires stricter safety standards. Your strong oxidizing properties will increase rapidly as your metabolism improves, so the fire safety level needs to be raised."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bamboo slip Wu Fei picked up began to turn black, and the writing on it became illegible, clearly indicating that it had been carbonized by the heat.

System: "Of course, if you are certain that you can control your emotions to the point of transcendence, and can control your form at any time, you don't need to worry about accidental fires around you." (Just as a child cannot control bedwetting at night, a young Vermilion Bird cannot control the burning around it.)

Wu Fei: "Okay, okay, sealed." Having just received 3.1 credits, Wu Fei was clearly quite generous and didn't care about the extra 0.01 credits.

Although Wu Fei was quite pleased with his current "super-oxidized human" abilities, back in his previous life when he was an atom-man, he would definitely have maintained these incredibly cool abilities to keep others from messing with him. But now that he held great power, this abnormality was very bad.

System: "In accordance with sports principles, this ban is based primarily on your current human foundation data. As your self-control enables you to achieve a higher level of physical balance, the ban will gradually be lifted."

As this sentence was entered, a large amount of data jumped through the system. Wu Fei did not understand the meaning of this sentence.

What about the quality of the items that could be exchanged for 0.01 credits? Wu Fei didn't think about it; he just treated it like buying an ice pop on the street for 50 cents.

In the microscopic world that Wu Fei could not see, fluctuations appeared on the microscopic atoms of Wu Fei's body. The information code of the Vermilion Bird Fire hidden in the atomic nucleus was dismantled like bricks, and then some control codes were inserted like building a wall. In this way, Wu Fei's mind could forcibly control the "Vermilion Bird life genetic activity" switch in the atomic nucleus. In more fantastical terms, he could control the activity level of his own Vermilion Bird Fire bloodline at will.

When it's necessary to suppress the Vermilion Bird bloodline, he eats, drinks, defecates, and sleeps just like a normal person.

After unleashing his bloodline, Wu Fei tried it out. In just ten minutes, he became a "fire walker." His body was immaculate, and only ashes fell from his body. Wherever his evil energy touched, large areas of smoke appeared.

The creatures around him were more or less identified as evil by the Vermilion Bird Fire. For example, the dragon horse he was riding had all the roundworms in its belly burned to death, and the strong light it emitted was like a lamp filament, which could be clearly seen through its belly.

The system's grand control mechanism between Wu Fei's organic life and nuclear genes is so perfect that it means Wu Fei's carbon-based body is 100% compatible with the state of the Vermilion Bird's nucleus.

Wu Fei is currently in human form, but because the Xi Ren Realm is suitable for carbon-based life, if Wu Fei were to be thrown into a neutron star, his carbon-based body would be destroyed in an instant, but he would not die. Instead, due to the activation of nuclear metabolism, he would directly transform into the Vermilion Bird.

As the bloodline of the divine beast was fully formed, a quantum signal spread throughout the universe, informing all divine beasts of all attributes that a noble had appeared, and those who were to pay homage should do so.

Therefore, the Vermilion Bird, located six thousand light-years away, decided to send a "feather" avatar towards the Xi Human Realm, even though it was unable to leave due to being confined to its nest at the supernova. However, even so, it would still take several hundred years to arrive.

Wu Fei was completely unaware of this, and he didn't even understand what the dust on his body meant for the Southern Frontier.

Shortly after, Ang Ri entered the tent and reported the situation in the army to Wu Fei. Then, while Wu Fei was out, he reached out and grabbed Wu Fei's clothes, which were covered in ashes. He then used a spell to seal them, preventing even a speck of dust from leaking out.

…re-entering the command position…

In the less than twenty hours since Wu Fei left the command post, the military camp was on high alert. Despite Wu Fei's strict orders yesterday forbidding anyone from revealing his illness, rumors of Wu Fei's collapse still circulated within the camp due to a sudden backlog of military affairs. This led to a small-scale rumor, forcing the staff to implement the strictest curfew.

With Wu Fei's reappearance, the various battalions resumed their plans and advanced step by step toward Lingjiang.

Two days later, the three armies of the Wu family arrived at the Lingjiang River to drink their horses.

Regarding the war in southern Xinjiang, Wu Fei planned to make some arrangements for himself to go to the riverbank to investigate.

However, just as Wu Fei was about to leave the central army camp, Zhao Tu advised him, "The south is full of miasma. Your body is of great value, and you should not take such a risk." He even tried to grab Wu Fei's armor, but dared not make a move.

Wu Fei was slightly taken aback, because this way of speaking was definitely not Zhao Tu's own, but rather that someone had taught this idiot to speak.

An hour later, in the central army camp

Wu Fei glanced at the others in the tent and immediately wanted to find out who was forming the faction. However, all the soldiers in the tent, from Ang Ri and the other surrenderers from the southern border to the Wu family army itself, immediately stood up and unanimously advised Wu Fei not to take the risk.

Wu Fei understood that it wasn't that factions had emerged below, but rather that his slight illness yesterday had suddenly created a united front among them.

Everyone felt that, given the current overwhelming advantage, the most worrying thing for the military right now was if Wu Fei were to suffer a minor ailment.

Over the past few centuries, many famous generals have emerged from the southern border armies, but most of them fell ill and died while venturing deep into the southern frontier. Historical records indicate that these abruptly ended southern expeditions were all due to deaths from malaria.

Wu Fei unexpectedly encountered the unusual situation of "his subordinates collectively disobeying orders".

Wu Fei had anticipated a similar scenario, one that would only occur after his crushing defeat. He had contingency plans in place for the worst-case scenario: if faced with opposition, he would temporarily steer clear of the conflict.

Wu Fei looked at the unanimous request of the generals and nodded, indicating that he would not leave the camp.

The generals then calmed down and began to await orders.

…in the rear camp…

Inside the tent, Jamud was fiddling with the alchemy furnace. Next to the furnace was a piece of clothing, which was Wu Fei's underwear, brought by Ang Ri.

As for why Angri did this, it was because Jamud was skilled in alchemy. When Jamud first saw the garment, he merely frowned, then smelled it and was utterly astonished, after which he began to frantically tinker with the alchemy furnace.

He brushed all the ashes off his clothes and collected them in a fire jade bottle.

Then he said to Angri, "When you get this item in the future, you must use a fire-attribute gem to preserve it and never let it get wet, otherwise the medicinal properties will be lost."

After finishing his explanation, Jamud began refining the elixir. He didn't give much thought to Angri's explanation of its origin. Ever since being exploited day and night by Wu Qing and completely controlled by the Jinliu Pill, Jamud had become more and more like a puppet, only able to listen to topics that interested him. He was completely deaf to other topics, like a fool.

The ashes entered the furnace and immediately floated within, much like interstellar gas coalescing into a primordial star. The red dust transformed into a star disk, then condensed into a blazing light at its center.
Although the ashes that fell from Wu Xiaoque's body no longer underwent organic metabolism and the internal nuclear code had temporarily stopped, the chemical reactions in the ashes, catalyzed by the alchemy furnace, continued to drive the nuclear code process.

Jamud's expression became extremely serious, and the fire-controlling spells on his hands became unusually dense, making the medicinal properties milder during the condensation of the scorching "star core" in the alchemy furnace.

In other words, the nuclear code has more organic control circuits; otherwise, the "sacred fire" would burn people and evil spirits together.

As the pill was refined, Jiamu looked at the fiery red, gem-like pill. Compared to the half-black, half-red state of the Jinliu Pill, this one was clearly more divine. A gentle sniff was like the soft chirping of a phoenix in one's ear.

Jamud trembled as he took the medicine. As soon as he swallowed it, fire appeared on his body, and then wisps of black ash came out of his pores. His face changed from pale to rosy.

Sweating profusely, Jamud worked hard to make the most of every drop of the pill's power. Finally, he opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of white air.

After being freed, Jiamude's expression became complicated: "Daoist, I'm all right now." — Yes, the Jinliudan had instantly resolved the problem of his spirit being refined into a candle flame.

After succeeding, Jiamude suddenly realized a problem he hadn't noticed at first: where did he get the raw materials for refining the pills? Then, when he saw the clothes, his gaze froze again, as if he had returned to his previous dazed state.

(End of this chapter)