Infiltrating the world of cultivation

Wang Chao's mind raced. For a moment, he was in a dilemma: should he put on an act in front of the nine-story ancient pagoda?

After all, he still needed the nine-story ancient pagoda to conceal his aura.

After a moment's hesitation, Wang Chao dismissed the idea. The Nine-Story Ancient Pagoda had been by his side for so long that it naturally understood his personality very well.

It is likely that the dynasty's current state of mind has already been grasped by them.

"Brother Guta, has the house been taken over by the Slovaks?"

Without hesitation, the dynasty laid its cards on the table!

"Yes."

The nine-story pagoda answered decisively, leaving the dynasty speechless. He had considered many possibilities.

The nine-story pagoda might pretend to be ignorant and conceal the truth, or it might simply deny it outright.

But to everyone's surprise, the nine-story pagoda actually agreed.

"So you're Slovak, sent here to spy on me?"

Wang Chao asked again, since things had come to this point, there was no need to hide anything anymore.

"Yes."

The Nine-Story Ancient Pagoda's answer was still straightforward and direct, giving the dynasty the feeling of punching the air.

"So you mean I'm going to infiltrate the cultivation world as an undercover agent, and you're going to infiltrate my side as an undercover agent?"

"Yes."

Is it possible for me to try and win you over?

"Have."

"What conditions are required? Tell me first."

"Immortal Golden Liquid".

"I am!"

Wang Chao felt that if he continued to communicate with the nine-story pagoda, he might get so angry that he would die.

Ultimately, the dynasty still transmitted Ying Zheng's cultivation system back to him.

He didn't have the ability to manage things back home. Instead of thinking about so many useless things, he should focus on improving his cultivation, finding the Undying Golden Liquid, and turning the Nine-Story Ancient Pagoda against the enemy.

If the Earth leaves itself, will it stop spinning?

There will definitely be a protagonist who emerges to change all of this.

After exiting the nine-story ancient pagoda, the dynasty was located in the market town west of Luoyang City. Within Luoyang City, prosperity remained unchanged.

The people living here could never have imagined that the Qin emperor they so vehemently criticized had already awakened in this land.

Not far away, two figures lay sprawled on the ground, attracting a crowd of onlookers.

"Cough cough!"

Li San suddenly coughed and opened his eyes.

"He's awake!"

In the crowd, someone pointed at Li San and shouted, "These two people appeared too suddenly! In the blink of an eye, there are two more people!"

The vendor pushing his cart was also a little confused. Could it be that he had encountered a staged accident?

"Third Brother, we're out? We're not dead!"

Zhang Hu appeared somewhat insane, with a hint of smug satisfaction at surviving a calamity.

"Maybe it was Brother Chao who helped us?"

Li San looked around but couldn't find Wang Chao anywhere.

Wang Chao smiled knowingly and rode his sword eastward.

Luoyang was located in the southeast of the Qin Empire, and further east lay numerous kingdoms.

The route of Wei does not overlap with that of the dynasty; it is further north. The dynasty plans to take this opportunity to visit Wei.

The State of Wei could be considered his second home.

I first came to Beiguo County in winter, and this time, walking on the streets of Beiguo County, I had a completely different feeling.

"What can relieve my worries? Only a sense of joy."

Wang Chao smiled knowingly as he recalled how he had given away his distillation method to Pei Kuai Braised Meat Shop when he was short of money for alcohol, and went inside alone.

"Two catties of wine and a catty of beef!"

Nowadays, even if the dynasty eats ordinary food, it tastes bland. However, it can still savor the experience.

"Alright, guest... Immortal Wang? Shopkeeper, Immortal Wang is here!"

It was obvious that the waiter was a little tired, but when he saw Wang Chao, his eyes suddenly lit up and he hurriedly ran to the backstage.

"Immortal Wang? How did they know I was a cultivator?" Wang Chao was somewhat puzzled, after all, he hadn't revealed it to the shopkeeper before.

"Immortal Wang, weren't you... weren't you killed in battle on the Eight Hundred Mile Heavenly Wall? How could this be..."

The shopkeeper still had that round, chubby figure. When he saw Wang Chao alive and well, he opened his mouth wide in surprise, as if he could fit an egg inside.

Originally, on the eight-hundred-mile-long Heavenly Wall, everyone believed that Nangong Zhentian's daughter and Wang Chao had both died on the battlefield.

Their story was even adapted into storytelling, which was vividly recounted by storytellers in teahouses.

The beautiful love story of Wang Chao and Nangong Qingyu, who sacrificed themselves for their country, has become a model of love, even surpassing the story of the Third Prince and A Tao.

Pei Kuai lived up to expectations, using the dynasty's distillation method to brew the best wine in Wei, which was priceless.

The inscription once written by the dynasty has become a golden brand, and Pei Kuai's braised meat shop has countless branches.

With this connection to the dynasty, local government offices would pave the way for him, a privilege unmatched by other merchants.

The dynasty did not distance itself from the shopkeeper because of the separation between immortals and mortals. He felt that all of this was very strange, and after going around in circles, he had come to this place again.

What is it that people strive so hard for?

If one day you become the richest person in the world, possessing countless riches and having the entire world under your control, would you really be happy?

Perhaps, what we really want is just the process of striving.

Success is something you get closer to step by step through hard work. Shouldn't people keep their eyes on the ground and take it one step at a time?

If you're looking at the finish line from the very beginning, won't you fall? When you finally reach the finish line after giving it your all and achieve the goal you've strived for, will you really be happy?

Although this cruel society teaches us that we must succeed, we should still retain a sense of purity if possible.

A jerk has a hundred reasons to be a jerk, but an honest person doesn't make as many excuses.

Wang Chao traveled all the way to the capital. When he appeared before Li Hu, Li Hu was resting his chin on his hand, flipping through memorials.

Before his desk lay a mountain of memorials, waiting for his review.

Although Li Hu's abilities are not as good as the Third Prince's, his steady and reliable nature makes him suitable for this position.

Wang Chao mixed some explosive water with Pei Kuai wine and placed it in front of Li Hu's desk.

"Wow!"

When Li Hu saw that there was an extra hand in front of him, he was startled and instinctively pushed the memorial in front of him away and drew the short sword hidden in the secret compartment.

"Brother Chao? You're not..."

When Li Hu saw Wang Chao appear in front of him, he was still a little taken aback.

"I'm lucky and I'm still alive. Have the Imperial Advisor and Brother Zuoqiu Zhen come out yet? I'll go check on them."

Wang Chao rolled his eyes in annoyance. Everyone thought he was dead. It was true that rumors spread like wildfire.

Rumors spread among the people that he had died in battle, and as the rumors continued, everyone began to believe it was true.

"The Grand Preceptor is on the back mountain. I will send someone to take you there later."

Li Hu was still somewhat surprised by the emergence of the dynasty.

After chatting with Li Hu for a while, Wang Chao was led to the back mountain by a eunuch. Looking at the pale-faced eunuch, Wang Chao smiled. He was really curious about how these people went to the toilet.

They're all pitiful people. I'll suggest to Li Hu another day that he remove this mechanism.

When the dynasty arrived at the back mountain, it saw Zuoqiu Zhen playing chess with the white-robed national advisor Li Wenshu. Li Wenshu was playing white pieces, and Zuoqiu Zhen was playing black pieces.

The two were locked in a fierce battle, so engrossed in their fight that they didn't even notice the approaching dynasty.

Wang Chao only knew a little about Go. He stared at the Go board for a while, his expression somewhat strange.

Is this... Gomoku (Five in a Row)?

Wang Chao's lips twitched; no matter how you looked at it, this was a game of Gomoku.

"Hahaha, Master, I'm going to win! I'm no match for you at Go, so I'll concede this five-in-a-row!"

Suddenly, Zuo Qiuzhen let out a hearty laugh.

On the chessboard, Zuo Qiuzhen's move has created a double-headed position with a four-three formation.

"Oh? Really? Take a closer look."

Li Wenshu suddenly placed his piece, and it was discovered that his white pieces had formed a chain of five.

Zuo Qiuzhen's smug smile gradually froze, and he looked somewhat dejected.

"Brother Wang Chao? You're not..."

Zuo Qiuzhen's gaze fell on Wang Chao, who was standing beside him, and his eyes suddenly narrowed.

He never expected that the dynasty, which was already on the brink of collapse at the Eight Hundred Mile Heavenly Wall, would appear here.

"I'm lucky and I won't die!"

Wang Chao was speechless. They all thought he was dead, and that he was just late in returning. If he had returned earlier, wouldn't he have been attending his own funeral?

"Your Excellency, how are you feeling?"

When the dynasty left the Wei royal palace, Li Wenshu was still in seclusion, and it was said at the time that he was in a life-or-death seclusion.

The fact that Li Wenshu is standing here unharmed means that he is alright.

"From your cultivators' perspective, what level have I reached?"

"Oh!"

Li Wenshu suddenly threw a punch, sending Wang Chao flying.

It was only because Wang Chao had practiced the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts that his physique was extraordinary; otherwise, he would have suffered greatly from that punch.

"Cough cough!"

Wang Chao coughed lightly and stood up from the ground.

"It's hard to say exactly how strong you are, but what's certain is that it's higher than the sixth stage of Qi Refining."

The dynasty didn't know the extent of this, but at least it was stronger than itself.

Wang Chao took a deep breath to improve his circulation. He felt a little depressed. He realized that the people around him seemed to be some kind of freaks. What was wrong with this world?

Were they too strong, or was he too weak? Wang Chao thought that as a transmigrator, he should be considered someone of importance, right?

But now, he doesn't feel the thrill of being the protagonist at all. Instead, he's constantly getting beaten up, and he can't beat almost any of the opponents he encounters.

It wasn't that Wang Chao had a good temper; he also wanted to unleash his power, but his strength wouldn't allow it. If he did, he would only be dealt with even more severely.

“I have already touched another level, and I think I am not far from what you call Foundation Establishment.”

Li Wenshu spoke calmly. Having survived a life-or-death ordeal, he had come to terms with many things. Birth, aging, sickness, and death are all part of human nature. He would go as far as he could.

"Your Excellency, there is no need to be discouraged. There is a way out in martial arts. I once met someone who did not have any innate spiritual roots, but his combat power was comparable to that of a Nascent Soul cultivator!"

Wang Chao was still hesitant about whether to teach Li Wenshu the Qin King's methods, but judging from his expression, it was no longer necessary.

Clearly, Li Wenshu is a prodigy, but that's no longer important to him.

Ying Zheng was also a time traveler. The dynasty didn't want to harm him. If a powerful figure traced back to the source and found Ying Zheng, that would be bad.

With this in mind, Wang Chao forcibly suppressed the thought.

After leaving behind some special products of the Tang Dynasty, such as "bomb water," the dynasty also left behind some elixirs.

When the dynasty left the capital of Wei, it was still filled with emotion. This time, however, it brought a different feeling.

Banners fluttered along the eight-hundred-mile-long Tianbi Mountain. The previous battles had severely weakened the Zhao state, making it impossible for them to wage another large-scale war within the next ten years.

At this moment, Wang Chao was drinking with Old Master Nangong Zhentian on the Heavenly Wall.

Wang Chao subtly implied that he and Nangong Qingyu had come together. The old man had originally thought that his daughter was dead, and he had already experienced the grief of a parent outliving their child.

Now that he knows Nangong Qingyu is still alive, he looks at the dynasty with obvious satisfaction.

Besides leaving behind some bomb water and some longevity pills, the dynasty also left behind a low-grade magic weapon, a flying sword.

Right now, what he has in abundance is a low-grade magic weapon flying sword, which is easy to use and indestructible.

After bidding farewell to Nangong Zhentian, Wang Chao headed to the Nanshan Spirit Mine. That place held too many memories for him, and Wang Chao wanted to visit it and, incidentally, see Zhao Yuanbao.

I'm afraid that guy has made a fortune in the last few months.

On the way, Wang Chao saw another group of people escorting prisoners to the Nanshan Spirit Mine.

Seeing those people with their gloomy faces, Wang Chao found it amusing. He recalled that he, too, had once wanted to run away, just like them.

But once they reach the Innate Realm, they will probably feel fortunate, because after a certain number of years, they will be able to release.

When that time comes, with innate cultivation as your shield, there's nowhere in the world you can't go.

As the saying goes, every gain has its loss; misfortune may be a blessing in disguise, and a blessing may be a misfortune in disguise.

When Wang Chao arrived at the Nanshan Spirit Mine, he changed into the clothes of an inner disciple, took out his identity token, and opened the barrier on the edge of the cliff.

As Wang Chao entered, he felt several gazes sweep over him.

It seems that the Nanshan Spirit Mine is not without experts, but rather they are hiding in the shadows.

The Nanshan mining area has collapsed more than half of its original size, and its layout has changed. It is no longer divided into four major mining areas as before.

The residence where the dynasty had lived before had also disappeared, and no one knew where Zhao the Skinflint had gone.

Wang Chao wandered around the market and Wanbaoge, but did not find the person he was looking for.

In fact, Wang Chao came to the Nanshan Spirit Mine to find the old man who had shown him kindness and support.

Back when he had nothing, he was given a Spirit Nourishing Pill. Regardless of his motives, this kindness must be repaid.

However, the dynasty did not see the old man at the Qinghui Sword Sect, and now there is no trace of him in the Nanshan Spirit Mine either.

Clearly, the old man had likely reached the age limit and had been sent back by the sect.

After leaving the Nanshan Spirit Mine, the dynasty flew directly to the Great Han Empire on its flying sword. It was time to return to its sect. It was unknown what changes had occurred in the sect during the months it had been away.