Infiltrating the world of cultivation

This small town was filled with a lot of poisons, and Wang Chao didn't dare to act recklessly. If he were poisoned to death, he wouldn't have the face to say that he was a descendant of Yan and Huang.

After all, Emperor Yan also had the title of Shennong, and he couldn't let his ancestor down.

After being slapped by Shi Wen, the giant python shook its body and shrank back.

This giant python is already sentient, and its combat power may be even stronger than that of an ordinary innate master. If you add the venom on its body, even some cultivators at the second stage of Qi Refining might not be its match.

This white pagoda, constructed of bluish-white bricks and stones, is about fifteen meters high. In the very center of the pagoda is a crimson wooden door. The contrast between the scarlet and bluish-white colors is striking and very prominent.

After Shi Wen pushed open the door, Wang Chao followed him inside and was immediately awestruck by the sight inside.

Judging from the layout inside the stone pagoda, it is easy to see that this is an assembly line.

They were probably manufacturing drugs, with each step handled separately before being transferred to the next stage.

This is very much like an assembly line operation—highly efficient.

At the source, you can see many villagers wearing white gloves extracting toxins from various centipedes, scorpions, venomous snakes, and spiders.

Their technique was so skillful, it was as if they weren't handling poison, but peeling an orange with ease.

The extracted toxins are transported to the next stage via a wooden wheel, and so on, step by step, until the final toxin is produced.

"Your assembly line production method is very advanced in concept."

Wang Chao nodded slightly. For people in this era to understand assembly line operations was indeed quite advanced.

Although Qiling Star has a civilization history of nearly 100,000 years, the mortal dynasties have not become more developed.

It's like this: the smelting technology of the Qin Dynasty was very advanced, and it had already developed into a streamlined operation. Some famous swords could even be preserved for a young age without rotting or rusting. However, the level of smelting technology in the Ming and Qing Dynasties could not match that of the Qin Dynasty.

Therefore, what determines the development of civilization is not the length of time, which involves a paradox.

Does the era create heroes, or do heroes create the era?

"Assembly line? That's a good name. It's the drug manufacturing process designed by my master."

Upon hearing this, Sun Juan's eyes lit up, finding the term "assembly line" to be very vivid and descriptive.

This stone tower is divided into three levels. The first level is for making poison. Above that, the second level is for weaving spider silk. The tough spider silk is used as thread to weave inner armor, as well as some daily necessities and tools.

There is another layer, underground, where the core of Guiguzi's technology is located.

Wang Chao became a little curious after hearing what Shi Wen said. This Guiguzi was an extraordinary person, recognized in the martial arts world as the founder of the assassin world, and revered as the patriarch by the organization world.

His speed, poison skills, and mechanical skills are unparalleled in the world. What the world doesn't know is that his medical skills are also extremely superb, especially his expertise in using poison to fight poison.

Only three people truly inherited Guiguzi's mantle: the Broken Sword who went to the Qinghui Sword Sect, and Sun Juan and Shi Wen, who were standing right in front of him.

That Guiguzi was willing to keep the two of them by his side, so he probably didn't have any bad intentions. Perhaps Guiguzi saw something in him and really wanted him to give them some guidance. Wang Chao understood this and made a plan.

Upon arriving at the underground level, Wang Chao's eyes were truly opened; it was simply the embodiment of technology!

The underground space was extremely vast, and Wang Chao suspected that the entire town was probably built upon it.

The stone tower was not the only passage to the underground level. There were tunnels of various sizes in the ceiling, with ladders extending out from them. It's likely that every household had its own way of getting to the underground level.

Although the space is large, the layout of the basement is indeed very clear and orderly.

They forge swords and weapons, and create armor and protective gear, as well as all sorts of mysterious and unorthodox techniques.

"This is the Guigu Mechanical Wing, which can fly even without wind!"

Arriving at a spot next to black wings, Shi Wen's expression was like that of a complete idiot, but it was clear that he was very proud.

"Just tell me straight, how high can this thing fly?"

Wang Chao rolled his eyes. "He's even bringing up poetry and literature. Can't he be a little more honest?"

"Ahem, it can't fly."

Shi Wen's expression was slightly embarrassed and somewhat sullen.

"Can't fly? Then you're telling me there are waves even without wind!"

Wang Chao slapped Shi Wen on the back of the head. How dare he make fun of him?

"Don't underestimate it. Although the Ghost Valley Flying Wings can't fly, they have a miraculous effect when jumping off a cliff!"

When falling from a great height, its wings spread, allowing it to glide!

Shi Wen explained to the dynasty as if reading from an instruction manual; clearly, this was the official explanation of the Ghost Valley Flying Wing.

"This is a chain mine, buried underground. Just touching its surface will trigger an explosion! Even if we stepped on it, we would lose half a leg!"

Shi Wen pointed to an iron box and introduced it to Wang Chao. Wang Chao looked over and saw that the iron box looked similar to the anti-tank mines used by the military. It was round and flat, with a triggering device on it.

"This is a nine-arrow repeating crossbow, which can fire nine arrows in succession without drawing the string. When combined with a deadly poison, it will kill whoever it points at."

This is a silk mask. When applied to the face, it can completely change one's appearance, achieving the magical effect of disguise.

This is a voice-changing pill; anyone, from women and children to rough men, can imitate it!

This is air shield dust. Once released, it renders humans and animals indistinguishable from one meter away! It also masks the sense of smell, making it an essential item for escaping.

Shi Wen introduced the dynasty to many unusual weapons and all sorts of novel gadgets. Some of these things were exciting just to think about.

Wang Chao couldn't help but sigh. Sure enough, there was a reason why Guiguzi was so successful. With so many support items, it would be a miracle if he wasn't popular.

It seems that behind every successful person is a strong support team.

"Alright, list out everything you need. I'll put it in my storage bag for easy use on the road."

Wang Chao realized that Shi Wen had taken a liking to his ability to conjure objects out of thin air, and immediately exposed him without any mercy.

Shi Wen felt somewhat embarrassed by Wang Chao's directness.

This small town, located not far from the cave, was the first supply station for the group, so their equipment was very complete. Wang Chao took several sets of white scholar's robes and placed them in the nine-story ancient pagoda.

It wasn't because scholar's robes were practical for battle, nor because they were particularly beautiful; it was simply because the dynasty held this sentiment.

When we study ancient literary works, the main characters are all scholars, and there are various plots of scholars encountering the White Snake or the Fox Spirit. Why is that?

Because the author of the book is a scholar! If the author is a butcher, then the protagonist is probably a butcher; if the author is a thief, then the protagonist is a notorious bandit; if the author is a soldier, then the protagonist is a soldier undercover agent.

The three members of the dynasty stayed overnight in the town. It wasn't that they couldn't travel after dark, but rather that they needed to make some equipment the next day.

After all, they were traversing the Tang Dynasty, and they encountered no shortage of dangers along the way. Although the three of them were all innate masters, they were still a little short of being able to walk freely in the Tang Dynasty.

The Tang Dynasty was a vast and resource-rich empire, where many spiritual creatures grew.

Just like this small town, there's a giant python like Xiao Hua, not to mention those primeval forests, where there might be even more powerful creatures.

If you're unlucky, you might even encounter a spirit beast, then you'll have a blast.

Even now, Wang Chao still can't figure out why he, inexplicably, chose to dissipate his power back then.

Even if one were to dissipate their power, they should do so after returning to the Qinghui Sword Sect. What's going on now? It's completely irrational.

As darkness fell and night descended, a gentle breeze stirred.

rustle!

Outside the wooden building where the dynasty resided, the sounds of insects and scorpions crawling could be heard coming from the beams and sleepers.

There's no need to even look; the dynasty knows it's probably those poisonous insects stirring things up again.

In this small town, Wang Chao dared not sleep, fearing that poisonous insects would crawl onto him and suddenly bite him.

If it bites somewhere else, that's one thing, but if it bites the penis, the consequences are unimaginable. This is a matter of procreation, so it can't be taken lightly.

If the dynasty hadn't returned to Earth, they might still be here to continue their lineage. But if they've lost their penises, how will they continue their lineage? Wouldn't the flame of China be extinguished?

Wang Chao took out a spirit stone and began to absorb the spiritual energy within it. His Spirit Nourishing Pills were all on the Eight Hundred Mile Heavenly Wall, which he then gifted to Nangong Zhentian.

If he had known, he would have kept two for himself. The remaining pills are only for those at the fourth stage of Qi Refining. If he were to take them now, there would only be one consequence: his body would explode and he would die.

Cultivation can replace sleep. Traveling through the Tang Dynasty may not be smooth sailing, so the dynasty is eager to improve its strength.

After absorbing the first spirit stone, Wang Chao felt that the spiritual power in his body had increased slightly. Because of his experience in the fourth stage of Qi Refining, his cultivation was undoubtedly much smoother this time.

Wang Chao felt that as long as there was enough spiritual energy, he could return to the fourth stage of Qi Refining.

This "Five Elements Treasure Book" requires an enormous amount of spiritual energy, even more than the "Qinghui One Qi Technique". Originally, the five elemental spiritual roots are already quite resource-intensive, and with the "Five Elements Treasure Book" being such a resource-consuming thing, Wang Chao felt that in the future, he would either be looking for cultivation resources or on his way to looking for cultivation resources.

However, there's nothing that can be done about it. Having spiritual roots and being able to cultivate is already a great blessing. It's much better than those who have no talent or spiritual roots and are still struggling to find their way in the martial arts.

As people, we should look forward, but sometimes we shouldn't complain about what we already have.

Back on Earth, Wang Chao always felt a pang of sadness whenever he heard someone complain about their background or lament about why their parents weren't as good as other people's parents.

Our background cannot limit all possibilities of success. Since we were not born into a privileged family, we should create our own success with our own hands.

Complaining about the present is always the behavior of a coward. A true strong person can endure loneliness and remain calm in the face of slander.

They will endure considerable loneliness and misunderstanding, and before they achieve anything, they will bear unparalleled pressure.

But we must always believe that one day, what you get will be commensurate with all your efforts.