Alien Science Cultivation

As the teams assembled, they gradually departed Wangyue City, with the remaining members also departing on their respective sects' flying instruments. Wang Yan, leading a small group of four, swiftly navigated the mountain forest. "We still have a day and a night to travel, so let's rest here. What's the name of that young man... I won't introduce myself again..." Wang Yan asked the young man at the rear. "Team leader... my name is Zhang Wuyou..." the young man replied with a bow!

"Haha... So we're from the same family. My name is Zhang Qiang..."

"Chen Ying..." "Wang Yu..." As Zhang Qiang responded, Chen Ying and Wang Yu also clasped their fists in response! Zhang Wuyou couldn't help but feel flattered, and his clasping gesture lowered a little. In his opinion, these people were his predecessors, and they wouldn't deliberately respond to a young cultivator like him, let alone clasping their fists. In their Wangyue City, the etiquette of the strong is reserved for the stronger.

"Wuyou... do you have any general information about the Wangyue Forbidden Zone? Although there is an introduction in the token, you are a local cultivator and I believe you know more about it. Tell me... One of the reasons why I asked you to come here is to serve as a guide for the team... By the way... why do you like the word "Wangyue" so much..." Zhang Qiang asked politely in a low voice. Wuyou glanced at Zhang Qiang, lowered his head to avoid his gaze, and politely replied with a fist. "The Wangyue Forbidden Zone... I call it a forbidden zone, but I think it's more like a ghostly passage... Ghosts often appear there... Of course, few people enter. Even if I've heard of cultivators going in, I've never heard of anyone coming out. I really don't know the specific reasons or circumstances... As for Wangyue... he was an almighty elder... a god in the hearts of all the cultivators in Wangyue City... He once single-handedly repelled a million-strong army of alien beasts... and saved the lives of hundreds of millions of civilians and cultivators near Wangyue City... He even split a mountain with a single sword, snatched it up with astonishing power, and rushed into the Western Forest for thousands of miles to hunt down alien beasts..." Zhang Wuyou grew increasingly excited as he spoke, his eyes filled with admiration. Zhang Qiang smiled helplessly. He had thought this kid was a bit of a taciturn person, but when he mentioned Wangyue, his mouth was like a floodgate... unstoppable. A quarter of an hour later, everyone exchanged glances. In their eyes, there were countless powerful beings. The Qingshan Sect records listed at least 1000, if not 800. After learning the origins of Wangyue, everyone naturally showed little interest in Zhang Wuyou's subsequent descriptions. They instinctively avoided interrupting him out of politeness... At that moment, Zhang Wuyou seemed to be in a state of ecstasy, oblivious to the expressions of those around him... Wang Yan had no choice but to interrupt...

"Well... Wuyou, you have to work hard too. Senior Wangyue also reached the top step by step..."

"Yes... Thank you for your teachings, Captain..." Zhang Wuyou finally reacted awkwardly. His cheeks flushed as he thanked Wang Yan, then he sat cross-legged on the ground and slowly recovered.

"It's a ghost again... It seems that this kid has extraordinary knowledge... He can deduce that the restricted area is the source of the ghosts..." Just as Zhang Qiang was thinking, the loud sound of the energy cannon from the direction of Wangyue City instantly woke everyone up from their cultivation.

"The fight started... so fast... much earlier than predicted... let's leave as soon as possible..." As Wang Yan finished speaking, everyone stood up and headed towards the restricted area. Zhang Qiang casually tossed a piece of top-grade spirit stone to Zhang Wuyou. After all, Zhang Wuyou was the weakest and his spiritual power consumption was the fastest in the team. Zhang Qiang just didn't want him to hold everyone back. If the restricted area really had a passage for ghosts, would ghosts have appeared there? How many were there? How strong were they? Were they stationed in the restricted area? Or in which direction were they heading... If the news could be transmitted to headquarters a minute earlier, tens of thousands of lives could be saved... Zhang Wuyou instinctively caught the spirit stone flying from the air. After taking a closer look, he confirmed that the spirit stone in his hand was actually the legendary top-grade spirit stone. His face was filled with surprise and joy, and he kept thanking Zhang Qiang. After a moment of hesitation, a look of pain flashed across his face, and he finally took it in his hand and absorbed it... Any normal cultivator would understand the significance of time in a war, let alone those cultivators who lived in war every day... As the sound of the Moon-Watching City energy cannons grew fainter, a silent sadness spread among the team... Everyone knew that Moon-Watching City was in great danger... If they could hold on to the first front, it wouldn't be a war, at most a conflict...

As everyone hurried along at lightning speed, time slipped quietly to noon the next day. The Moon-Watching Forbidden Zone was within reach, yet the dense, dark shadows looming within made everyone gasp. Clearly, countless ghosts had gathered there. Wang Yan took out the token and rapidly activated her spiritual sense, causing the token to flicker. A moment later, the token flickered again. It was clear that the token had the ability to transmit and receive information over long distances.

"Gather as many clues as possible. If they emerge, we must retreat quickly. Our spiritual senses can't sense them, but they can sense our presence. This is the message from above. They tend not to move easily during the day; night is their home turf..." Wang Yan relayed the message received from the token. The four people's expressions varied. Chen Ying withdrew her gaze from the restricted area and turned to Zhang Qiang, as if awaiting his next move. She firmly believed that Zhang Qiang would never stand guard so passively; that was not his character.

"This is a restricted area, probably called so because it has two entrances and exits. We can sneak into it at noon, when they're at their weakest. It would be great if we could figure out how they got here. If we can figure out how, rather than passively accepting the attack, we could lead our troops and push the battle line underground..." As Zhang Qiang finished speaking, Wang Yan, Wang Yu, and Zhang Wuyou's pupils dilated rapidly, staring at Zhang Qiang as if he were a monster, as if this were nothing new to him. Wang Yan, observing Zhang Qiang's serious expression and the way he'd saved Wang Yu and herself, forced herself to calm down. She kept telling herself that Zhang Qiang and Chen Ying were more than they appeared. Thinking about it, this approach made sense. After all, whichever realm the battlefield took place in would inevitably be at a disadvantage. However, there had been no recorded instances of surface cultivators entering the underground realm to fight against the ghosts. However, the absence of records didn't mean it wasn't possible. The most challenging part was undoubtedly getting the troops to the underground world. Wang Yan glanced at Wang Yu and Zhang Wuyou and saw that they didn't seem to object to Zhang Qiang's idea.

"Tell me your idea... How can we evade the demonic presence... What if..." Before Wang Yan could finish, three porcelain garments appeared before Chen Ying. These were replicas of Zhang Qiang's porcelain garments, even more intricate and exquisite. "Use this... There are still 100,000 porcelain pieces, ready to be combined into garments... This little gadget can evade the demonic presence. The method is very simple..." Chen Ying continued to explain to Wang Yan the method and effect of the porcelain garments. Wang Yan was speechless with shock. If Chen Ying's description were true, then the human-beast coalition would undoubtedly be able to turn the tide of the battle, potentially turning the tide in an instant... After obtaining Chen Ying's approval, Wang Yan reported the method and effect of the porcelain garments to headquarters. She then conveyed Zhang Qiang's idea to her superiors, speaking her own words.

In a magnificent hall within a vast hexagonal tower in the distant Holy Land of Eternity, dozens of powerful human beings were considering Wang Yan's proposal, rehearsing over and over how to enter the underground world. Each held a porcelain robe before them. "Haha... Which sect is this leader from? I'm eager to meet her... Such a talent... I'd like to accept her as my last disciple, wouldn't you mind? Her wisdom and courage... I admire her..." A white-haired elder laughed heartily, and the people in the two rows to his left and right couldn't help but murmur. "Ancestor Yao Chen, you're too kind... She's our Shadow Peak's bishop, Wang Yan... Ancestor Yao has such a heart, and I dare not refuse..." A middle-aged man stood up and responded respectfully. He was dressed in a blue and white robe, embroidered with thirteen mountain peaks, vividly depicted. Behind him, a girl in the same attire, looked thoughtful.