We bear people have power

Inside the city lord's mansion, Nie Shuhuan was drinking tea with a man and a woman. The woman had an oval face and could only be described as pretty, nothing special, but sitting next to the man, she looked like a celestial being in comparison.

Because this man was so ugly, his whole body was covered in all sorts of bumps, his skin was the color of black mud, and it even reflected light, perfectly embodying the word "inhuman".

These two were naturally the siblings Shenlong and Tuolong. Although Tuolong's flying speed was not fast, Guan Bo delayed for two days, and they caught up.

Since the capital of Wuji Kingdom was incorporated into the government, Wu Meiniang's work focus shifted there, and the resettlement of hundreds of thousands of people was no easy task. Meanwhile, Lianchui City was basically back on track and was temporarily placed under the administration of Nie Shuhuan.

When Guan Bo arrived at the city lord's mansion, Nie Shuhuan was chatting with the siblings.

When Nie Shuhuan saw Guan Bo return, his eyes lit up, clearly having heard about Guan Bo's feat of storming Yaochi from the siblings.

"Uncle-Master, you're finally back. Has the matter of the cultivation technique been resolved?" Nie Shuhuan asked.

"You start talking about business as soon as you see me. I almost got screwed over this time. Don't you care?" Guan Bo complained.

"Seeing that you are safe and sound, Uncle-Master, why should I be so polite? Who are those two girls behind you? Could they be the concubines you brought back? What if the City Lord's wife finds out..."

"Don't talk nonsense. The two disciples I just took in are practicing the cultivation technique I just deduced. I named this technique the Longevity Technique. Xiao Ling and Xiao Zhong, come and greet your senior brother." Guan Bo called out.

Xiangmei: "..."

Moon: "..."

Nie Shuhuan didn't notice the problem. Seeing the two girls' hesitant expressions, he assumed they were just too shy, so he spoke first: "Greetings, junior sisters. I am Nie Shuhuan. From now on, we are all disciples of Fangcun Mountain. Please don't be so reserved. May I ask your names?"

The two girls exchanged a glance, then mustered their courage and said in a tearful voice, "Greetings, Senior Brother Shuhuan, I am Xu Ziling (Kou Zhong)."

Nie Shuhuan: "..."

After a long pause, Nie Shuhuan took a deep breath and said, "The names of my two junior sisters... are truly unique."

o（╥﹏╥）o/（tot）/~~ The two girls had tears in their eyes and were just about to hug each other and cry.

Seeing this, Guan Bo's nascent soul almost choked with laughter. If he hadn't quickly focused his mind on the nascent soul, he probably wouldn't have been able to maintain the demeanor of a master at all.

Nie Shuhuan discussed the Longevity Formula with his two junior sisters, while Guan Bo walked up to the Mirage Dragon siblings.

"Are you really planning to settle down here?" Guan Bo asked.

"Of course it's true, Mr. Guan, please do me this favor," the Mirage Dragon said politely.

“I can arrange accommodation for you. If you get bored, you can go to Wuji Country; someone there will arrange a job for you. Of course, if you feel bored and want to leave, that’s fine too,” Guan Bo said.

Although the Mirage Dragon was demoted to a mortal by the Queen Mother of the West, she was still a dragon princess, and her knowledge and experience far surpassed that of ordinary people. Moreover, she had her younger brother, the Alligator Dragon, by her side, so there was no need to worry about any accidents happening to her. As for what the Mirage Dragon was really up to, that was a headache for Wu Meiniang to ponder.

Without waiting for the siblings, Guan Bo pulled Nie Shuhuan and his two disciples into their laboratory, where the research on the Longevity Formula was the priority.

This lukewarm attitude was clearly unacceptable to Tuolong, so when he saw Guan Bo leave, he said sarcastically, "Hmph, he came back and immediately started fooling around with two women. He has no shame."

Upon hearing this, the Mirage Dragon slapped the Alligator Dragon across the face and cursed, "Shut up! We're under their roof now. If they get even a little impatient, they can crush us in a heartbeat. Even if they pull out your dragon tendons to make a belt, you won't be able to utter a single word of injustice."

The slap didn't hurt at all; how could a mortal's palm strike possibly harm a dragon? On the contrary, the dragon's hand was swollen and red. But this light slap stunned the dragon, who never expected that her beloved sister would treat her this way.

Seeing his younger brother's aggrieved look, the Mirage Dragon showed no mercy, only saying, "If you continue to be so unambitious, then don't stay by my side anymore. Go back to your Blackwater River and stay there."

After saying that, he turned and left. Tuolong's expression changed several times, but in the end he lowered his head and followed.

Guan Bo, unaware of the conflict between the siblings, focused solely on testing the Longevity Technique. The two girls' meridians were examined, and indeed, due to the technique, they were made suitable for cultivation.

Moreover, thanks to Guan Bo's full assistance, the aftereffects were minimized, hardly affecting their cultivation prospects. The two sets of spells subsequently deduced using the Kunlun Jade Book were also tailor-made for them: one was the Crimson Fire Nine Revolutions, suitable for Xiangmei who cultivated the Foot Three Yang Meridians; and the other was the Ice Glass Returning to Origin Technique, which was perfect for Yue'er who cultivated the Hand Three Yin Meridians.

"This Longevity Technique is truly wondrous, directly transforming the meridians. Of the twelve meridians in the human body, as long as any one of them can be successfully transformed, one can cultivate magical power. With a little time, everyone in the world can become a cultivator. Once everyone becomes a Foundation Establishment cultivator, the monsters of the world will probably no longer dare to easily harm the human race," Nie Shuhuan said with a smile.

Guan Bo shook his head and said, "I created this Longevity Technique not to allow everyone to cultivate into immortals and achieve eternal life. That would be meaningless. Facing a Golden Core demon, a Foundation Establishment cultivator can't defeat it; facing a Nascent Soul demon, a Golden Core cultivator can't defeat it. If the Longevity Technique merely turns everyone into a cultivator, the world will just have one more easy-to-learn cultivation method, with no real impact. Those with higher cultivation levels can still kill and take from mortals at will. Doing this is simply putting the cart before the horse."

"So, Uncle-Master, do you mean to focus on something other than cultivation?" Nie Shuhuan seemed to have grasped the key point.

"That's right. I don't need all mortals to become immortals or Buddhas, but rather to possess the ability to protect themselves. In ancient times, mortals ate raw meat and drank blood, using only claws, teeth, and stones as weapons. The strongest could become king. Later, bronze was forged, and various weapons appeared, greatly reducing the distance between people. No matter how strong you are, a knife stabbing your heart will kill you. No matter how strong a wild beast is, if you cut off its claws and teeth, you can skin it and eat it."

"The reason why mortals are often bullied by demons is because the weapons they possess are hardly effective against them, leaving them no choice but to submit. If mortals possessed the ability to inflict fatal wounds on demons, then the demons would naturally not dare to harass them easily," Guan Bo explained.

"So, Uncle-Master, you mean... crafting weapons?" Nie Shuhuan asked thoughtfully. "That's right, crafting weapons, or rather, magical artifacts. I'm making every mortal a cultivator, giving them magical power, so they have the strength to pull the trigger. The rest is just giving them guns they can use. As the great man said, 'Political power grows out of the barrel of a gun!'" Guan Bo explained.

"Trigger? Gun?" Nie Shuhuan clearly didn't understand the term.

"You can think of it as a flying sword, a simplified version, a powerful and easily accessible weapon," Guan Bo explained.

“Speaking of flying swords, I have a bold idea.” Nie Shuhuan whispered a few words in Guan Bo’s ear mysteriously.

Guan Bo originally had a sense of superiority as a transmigrator. The saying "political power grows out of the barrel of a gun" made him feel incredibly domineering. However, after hearing Nie Shuhuan's words, he was so frightened that his eyes widened.

"Are you sure you're not a time traveler?" Guan Bo had lost count of how many times he had asked Nie Shuhuan this question.