One person: After starting with the academic atmosphere, I'll take down Xia He!

Ma Long pondered for a long time but still couldn't figure out who this Domain Poison was.

My knowledge is too narrow.

After arriving in this world, I only learned the names and general functions of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, as well as the list of the thirty-six sworn brothers from back then.

I know very few people.

"Bang bang bang!"

Suddenly someone knocked on the door. After straightening his clothes, Ma Long opened the door.

"Junior Uncle!"

What are you busy with?

Didn't we say we'd continue learning the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements from Village Chief Ma this afternoon?

They waited for you all afternoon; that's really inconsiderate of you.

As soon as Wang Ye entered the room, he began to complain about Ma Long, who had stood Ma Xianhong up.

"Oh dear, I forgot about that."

Ma Long slapped his forehead, realizing he'd been so engrossed in learning the "Qi Observation Technique" from Yu Huadu that he'd forgotten his promise to Ma Xianhong.

"Oh right, I'm not learning the Divine Craftsmanship Technique anymore."

Suddenly, he remembered his agreement with Feng Baobao that there was no need to continue practicing the Divine Strategist technique.

"What?

Junior Uncle, do you have a fever?

"You finally got the Divine Refinement Manual, and you even have someone to teach you! Why are you giving it up?!"

Wang Ye's mouth was agape, wide enough to fit a fist, his face filled with disbelief.

"Hey!

It's a long story...

Ma Long recounted his slow learning progress and the consensus he reached with Feng Baobao.

"Um, okay."

Go tell Village Chief Ma this evening that he's been waiting for you all afternoon.

"Going right now!"

Ma Long agreed, and the three of them, along with Feng Baobao, headed straight for Ma Xianhong's small workshop.

……

"what?

You're not going to study anymore?

Such a great opportunity, you!

This is something that others would beg for even if they knelt until their knees were worn out and kowtowed until their heads bled.

You just give up like that?

"Master, what did I tell you? Young Master Long is all talk and no action; he's unwilling to endure the hardships of us craftsmen!"

After hearing that Ma Long no longer wanted to study the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements, before Ma Xianhong could even speak, Qiu Rang, a loyal follower standing to the side, was already nearly driven mad.

He couldn't understand why Malone gave up, simply because his cultivation progress was slow.

Ma Xianhong laughed.

"Hahaha!

My brother cut his losses in time and didn't get too caught up in it. His quick self-reflection makes all my hard work over the past two weeks worthwhile!

"Ugh!

There's nothing I can do, I just don't have that talent!

From now on, I'll have to rely on you, Old Ma, for all the weapon forging.

"Easy to say, easy to say!"

Ma Xianhong readily agreed.

"oh!

Since that's the case, I won't stand on ceremony. Give me five hundred Devouring Pouches first.

"It's those storage spheres you refined. You know, my Salvation Palace is now a large and powerful organization with a large population!"

Ma Long, shameless as ever, moved closer and reached out his palm.

"I go!

Do you think these are candies, costing five hundred at a time?

"Dude, are you trying to kill me with work?"

Ma Xianhong was both amused and exasperated. Even with his talent, it would not be possible to refine so many Devouring Sacs in a short period of time, even with the blessing of Divine Refinement.

Moreover, Ma Xianhong had more advanced weapon forging to complete and needed to study the structure of the Body Cultivation Furnace, so he was unwilling to waste any time.

"Oh, I see!"

"Old Ma, how much can you give me?"

"Well, brother, I'll give you five food sacs first."

Such advanced equipment is simply not available to everyone; let's do our best.

You decide on the allocation.

Ma Xianhong took out five small sac-like balls and handed them over, which Ma Long quickly caught.

Alright!

I'd be happy to get one too, so thank you, Lao Ma.

There's nothing much going on in the village, so we'll be leaving in a couple of days.

If there's any progress on your self-cultivation furnace, be sure to let me know!

"Don't worry, brother, there are more blueprints to come, and I need your help with the design!"

……

After finishing dinner, the three said goodbye to Ma Xianhong and returned to their room.

Wang Ye originally intended to return to his residence, but now that everything was settled, he was about to leave Biyou Village.

There's no need for three people to squeeze into one room anymore.

Seeing Ma Long and Feng Baobao swagger into the room, Wang Ye turned to leave.

Suddenly his wrist was grabbed, and Wang said in a panic.

"Junior Uncle, what are you doing?"

Let's not sleep together tonight!

"Come in if you need anything!"

With Ma Long looking serious, Wang Ye stopped making excuses.

After Ma Long finished drawing the two talismans, he used his Qi to seal the entire house.

This has become Malone's signature move; whenever something happens, he has to be wary of eavesdroppers.

"Junior Uncle, aren't you going to stop now!"

"I just finished working on that, and now another thing has come up!"

Wang Ye reluctantly slumped onto the sofa.

"Hmph, what if I told you that I found the dead dog that you used to water your friend with, and the mysterious mastermind behind it all?"

Are you interested?

"what?

"Don't joke around, tell me quickly."

Wang Ye sat up abruptly with a serious expression, these two matters had been lingering in his mind.

I tried asking the question a thousand times in the interior, but to no avail.

Ma Long didn't keep anyone in suspense and recounted everything that happened that afternoon in detail.

Including the "Observation of Qi Technique" taught to him by Yu Huadu, Ma Long unfortunately could not give the technique to Wang Ye, and could only describe the general effects of the technique.

"Hiss, Junior Uncle, this Domain Painting Poison is not simple."

I agree with you; he is of a high generation.

Based on your description, he is definitely not an immortal.

seem……"

"What do you mean? Tell me quickly!"

Ma Long stared anxiously at Wang Ye.

"It seems to be a ghost!"

"what!

ghost?

Holy crap, are there ghosts in this world?

Malone was shocked; this was completely beyond his comprehension. He had thought this was just an ordinary parallel world.

I never expected there to be so many fancy and unusual gadgets.

"Hehe, you can fly and disappear into the earth, so is it strange to have a ghost?"

It's just that they're relatively rare, but one thing is certain: there are no immortals in this world!

Therefore, the Domain Painting Poison is definitely not an immortal!

Wang also answered affirmatively.

"On what grounds? What are your reasons for making this judgment?"

"Ghosts are nothing unusual, but the existence of immortals is unacceptable?"

Ma Long had never heard of Wang Ye's explanation before.

"Ugh!

Because of the Celestial Master!

As you know, only by ascending to heaven can one become a true immortal, but very few of the predecessors in history have ascended to heaven, and they never return!

The person with the best chance of ascending to heaven in the last few hundred years is probably only the Old Celestial Master.

His strength is unparalleled throughout history. Even after consulting ancient texts, the Old Celestial Master seems to be no less than the sages of all ages!

Of course, this is just our opinion; the Old Celestial Master would never be so arrogant!

"Something's not right!"

The old Celestial Master's skill is absolutely amazing!

Even if he was strong enough to meet the requirements for ascension, why didn't he become an immortal?

And have the superhumans of our time become weaker?

Why is it that only the Old Celestial Master is so far ahead, leaving those behind him barely able to see his back?

"Junior Uncle, you've hit the nail on the head."

Even in an era where firearms were prevalent, the supernatural were suppressed, and coupled with war and turmoil, many masters and their traditions were lost.

However, it must be admitted that the strength of superhumans has been declining over the past century, and no one has ascended to immortality since.

We're investigating the cause right now!

What brings you here?

"Uh...okay."