Then all my cultivation as an immortal has been for nothing?

Chapter 41 Intrigue and Everyday Life

Leader Liu looked troubled: "This... this hair, could it be the one that accidentally wandered into the movie theater before..."

"How could that be? He's just an unruly rogue cultivator. Help us discipline him."

Leader Liu's face practically screamed: "If I believe you, I'm dreaming."

But he dared not say it aloud, and the master did not expose him either. He simply continued to brew tea, while instructing Mr. Bai: "Kung Fu tea cannot be learned by only one form. That way, one will not have the ability to stabilize one's Dao heart. Look at my tea, its color is clear and pure..."

Mr. Bai nodded repeatedly, showing none of the imposing manner he had displayed as the boss just moments before.

Alliance Leader Liu patiently waited for Da Guan to finish speaking before cautiously asking, "We can certainly pull this person into the dream, we just need eighteen days to prepare..."

The tea master stopped brewing tea, his hand still holding the teapot suspended in mid-air.

"Eighteen days? Does it take that long to get things for you?"

Leader Liu nodded and earnestly explained, "It takes this long to organize each film market, so we announce it as 21 days. We also organized three different groups, so the participants in the film market are different every week."

"Fortunately, low-level cultivators don't have a great need for materials, and going to the film market once a month is enough. There are some lunatics, though, who go every time and sell the people they just killed. We've consciously restricted their entry."

Alliance Leader Liu explained in detail: "In eighteen days, we will be ready. At that time, the New Alliance can send eight experts to enter the dream together. All we need to do is give us the experts' hair and birth dates..."

Da Guan shook his head: "We won't send anyone. In the dream world, even experts can't compare to dream walkers. If you can't handle it, what use is it for us to send someone?"

When Leader Liu asked the New Alliance to send people, his purpose was not to increase the fighting power in the dream, but to ask the New Alliance to send people to show their sincerity.

He thought that once the guild realized this, they would go along with it.

Unexpectedly, the leader of the new alliance didn't give them any face at all.

Leader Liu stood there awkwardly, his mind racing, trying to salvage the situation.

At this moment, Mr. Bai spoke up: "I think Alliance Leader Liu just wants one of our people to go too, so he'll feel more confident. I think it would be better if... I..."

Ouguan's cold gaze swept over Mr. Bai.

Mr. Bai changed his mind midway: "I'll send Ah Ren instead."

Leader Liu's eyelid twitched.

He examined the tape in his hand again and suddenly said, "This tape looks a lot like the kind of tape the company's jury uses to hold evidence."

"You're overthinking it. The elderly in nursing homes use bags like these to carry their medicine." Da Guan smiled slightly. "Don't worry, this time our target is only at the early stage of Qi Refining."

Leader Liu: "But he is a monk in the company, and he has already learned shooting."

"Yes, so I hope you will act immediately. His shooting skills will be even better in eighteen days."

Leader Liu: "Ask any other Dream Walker, these eighteen days cannot be omitted."

Da Guan looked at Mr. Bai: "How's Ah Ren's shooting?"

"Mā mā di (Cantonese: sloppy)"

Da Guan: "Tell him not to worry about business, but to practice 500 shots every day at the club's underground shooting range."

“We don’t have that many bullets,” Mr. Bai said with a wry smile. “We don’t need them, and they could easily attract a crackdown, so we didn’t prepare any.”

"Think of a way," Ouguan said.

"The coast guard has been cracking down hard lately..."

"You're a cultivator, how can you let ordinary soldiers stop you?"

“They also have cultivators.” Mr. Bai’s face was full of helplessness.

Da Guan spread his hands at Liu Mengzhu: "Look, the world has changed. There are no more evil forces, only honest and law-abiding businessmen."

Leader Liu watched the performance at the Grand Hall quietly.

At this moment, Mr. Bai said, "We can find a few mercenary cultivators. Recently, some countries have opened up 144-hour visa-free entry, so let them come in then... Or, can we just give them their hair and birth date and time to directly pull them into the dream?" Alliance Leader Liu said, "It's best to stay in China, otherwise it's easy to run into trouble."

“Then let them come in at the appointed time,” Da Guan said. “That settles things. Leader Liu, do you have any further objections?”

Alliance Leader Liu: "That's all. Please put in a good word for the powerful figure and try to appease him."

Ooguan: "No problem. Would you like to have dinner before you leave?"

"No, we need to go back and tell everyone about Brother Li Le's death."

"Alright, then I won't see you off any further. Ah Ren, come on, see the guest out."

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Over the next few days, Wang Yi practiced his skills, physical fitness, and firearms in a methodical manner, while also cramming on the basic knowledge of the cultivation world.

"I don't understand," Wang Yi asked Elsa while chewing on the hem of an earthworm at lunch that day, "Since the resurrection technique is so convenient, can it be used to make money? There must be a lot of rich people who die in accidents and want to be resurrected, right?"

Elsa shook her head: "The Resurrection Bureau and the Nine Cauldrons can only revive those who are tainted by karma and have a connection with the supernatural. Those who have no connection with the supernatural are simply dead. Even if the Resurrection Bureau can revive them within 24 hours, they will only be zombies."

"To put it bluntly, the reason you can be resurrected is because of the Nine Cauldrons. Without the 'restorative power' of the Nine Cauldrons, you would be a cultivator zombie, a monster, even if you were pulled up."

Wang Yi: "So you're using conventional weapons in the city center?"

“Then you’ve been involved in karma, so you can pull it up. Don’t you think there’s a possibility of exploiting loopholes? Indeed, those cultivator families have been trying to find loopholes in the Nine Cauldrons rules for thousands of years.” After saying that, Elsa picked up a whole pig bone, stuffed the meat and bone into her mouth, and started chewing it with a crunching sound, just like chewing celery.

Wang Yi also took a bite of food, swallowed it, and then asked, "Did they succeed?"

Elsa looked at the ceiling: "Well, sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn't. It may be related to the state of the Nine Cauldrons Barrier at the time. This barrier has been fluctuating, and the fluctuation is impossible to measure accurately. For thousands of years, the Imperial Observatory has been studying the fluctuation pattern of the Nine Cauldrons, and even now there are still hundreds of hypotheses and no one can convince anyone else."

Is there such a thing as the uncertainty principle?
Elsa stared at Wang Yi: "You are a cultivator, so you are inherently related to the supernatural. As long as you haven't been refined and it hasn't been more than 24 hours, you can definitely be brought back. But Wang Chengyan is different. If she gets into a car accident or something, she might not be able to be saved. You have to be careful then. If you are too grief-stricken to bear it, just take 100 sleeping pills. Anyway, you have a high tolerance for drugs, and you'll be fine after a week of sleep."

Sleeping for a week is terrifying!
Wang Yi picked up the bowl and finished the last of the earthworm soup, letting out a burp: "Moreover, now that I examine my own heart, my feelings for Wang Chengyan are more desire than love."

Elsa was so shocked she stopped eating: "What the heck? You just finished venting and were in a post-coital state? How come you're suddenly so clear-headed?"

Wang Yi: "I talked to Wang Chengyan about what love is a few days ago. She said, 'Even when I'm okay with you, you don't push me down, but instead talk to me about literature and traveling around the world.'"

"I thought about it, and by that standard, I definitely don't like her, because I want to sleep with her, but I just don't have the guts. I probably don't love her."

Elsa opened her mouth into an "O" shape, and a few seconds later she suddenly started to fake cry: "Goo goo goo goo, I'm so touched, turtle!"

"Where is the turtle?"

"Turtles are everywhere!"

Wang Yi prepared to continue his studies: "Where is this..."

Elsa interrupted him: "Alright, alright, hurry up and take a nap after you finish eating. The first class of spell basics is this afternoon, so don't embarrass yourself—although I wanted to say that, seeing you sitting on the training machine for so many days without feeling any energy, I guess your spell basics are a complete mess."

Wang Yi wanted to say that he could not only sense the Qi, but also accurately capture its movement—provided that it was within 100 meters, in an open space, and without obstructions.

Any obstruction will immediately turn it into a blurry mess. If it's two isolated, enclosed spaces—then I'm sorry, you can only get a rough sense of it when the walls are very thin.

The bat monster's sensory abilities are amazing; it can't even pass through walls!

Thinking about it carefully, even real bats use ultrasound, so they don't seem to be able to "see" another enclosed space.

Wang Yi has already figured out the rules of the cultivation world. Although it's about cultivation and monsters, his knowledge of biology is surprisingly useful. Monsters are actually creatures with strange spiritual abilities living in other dimensions.

Elsa: "What are you standing there for? Let's go!"

Wang Yi: "Okay."

Thus, Wang Yi, completely unaware of the conspiracy unfolding around him, walked towards his first basic magic lesson with great curiosity.

It is said that in this class, newcomers will learn how to make a feather float using telekinesis.

(End of this chapter)