New Era, New Monsters, New Immortals

Pingyuan City, the stronghold of the super conglomerate Qin Family, is bathed in the soft light of night, with various aircraft traversing the sky.

Wang Xuan arrived, somewhat worried about Chen Yongjie, and secretly came to provide support. After all, a large number of descendants of Transcendent Immortals have appeared now, and it's hard to say that they don't have designs on that conch shell.

Skyscrapers soar into the clouds, one after another, while the city gardens resemble vast primeval forests, sprawling with lakes and rivers. The entire city is both modern and technologically advanced, yet also boasts refreshing natural scenery.

At night, Wang Xuan went to a hotel not far from the Qin Family manor, stood by the window, and looked out over there.

Chen Yongjie said that he had made a deal with the Qin Family to extend Qin Hongyuan's life by twenty years. Old Man Qin agreed immediately and readily, telling him to go and retrieve the conch shell that was becoming increasingly inaccessible.

"I made the transaction Earth Immortal Spring..." Old Chen explained the details.

Furthermore, he reminded Wang Xuan that it was time to use the Earth Immortal Spring, as its effects were waning.

Wang Xuan stood by the window, looking at the night sky, holding a cup, and lightly drank the Earth Immortal Spring mixed with Supernatural Royal Jelly. The effect was indeed somewhat weaker.

If this Super Material were not preserved within the Blessed Land Fragment, it would become ineffective within three days.

Now, with the Correction of the Present World, all Super Material is depleting and decaying, and even the Earth Immortal Spring stored in the Blessed Land Fragment is losing its medicinal effects.

Wang Xuan felt that, apart from leaving some for his parents and friends and keeping enough food for himself, it was indeed time to consider making some money.

"I didn't expect the extraordinary to decline so quickly. In just a few months, the Earth Immortal Spring will become an ordinary spring."

The amount of the Earth Immortal Spring in his body was quite substantial; it had been collected in two whole cubic meters, totaling about four thousand catties. Although Great Grandmaster Horse drank a lot, and Zhao Qinghan used some for beauty and skincare, too much was still left behind.

After allocating a portion to Old Chen, and adding to Wang Xuan's own extravagance, there are now conservatively estimated to be over 2,500 jin (approximately 1,250 kg) of Blessed Land Fragment.

Wang Xuan sighed. He had originally hoped to use the Earth Immortal Spring to survive the depletion period after the collapse of the myth, but now that wish had been dashed!

Under the night sky, the Qin Family made quite a commotion. A pale golden light rose up, making the void peaceful and sacred. It was the light of Buddha Shine Upon!

Wang Xuan heard it clearly; there were bursts of chanting, the sound was grand, and golden characters flew up, reflecting in the air and illuminating the heavens and the earth.

It was supposed to be night, but the Qin Family's secret vault was completely enveloped in golden Buddhist light.

Wang Xuan looked over there and saw that Old Chen was making quite a commotion, which only further demonstrated the terrifying nature of the Snow White Conch and how difficult it was to collect.

Of course, it wasn't entirely due to the conch shell. The Qin Family's secret vault was almost entirely filled with Buddhist artifacts, a dazzling array of Buddhist objects.

The twelve pages of the Shakya True Scripture in gold leaf are also there.

Wang Xuan's pupils gleamed with divine light. He saw winged humans flying across the night sky and disappearing into the Qin Family. With a whoosh, he piloted his Flying Boat and instantly rushed over.

Without making a sound, he put away the dark gold Flying Boat and stepped into the Qin Family manor for a formal visit.

"Brother Wang!" Qin Hong was quite enthusiastic when he saw him arrive uninvited, addressing him as a brother and pulling his arm to invite him inside.

Wang Xuan found it utterly disgusting. If he didn't know who Qin Hong was, it would be one thing, but that damned Qin Hong looked down on cultivators behind their backs, calling them mere martial artists, yet he was so warm and friendly in public.

In fact, Qin Hong wasn't so fake anymore. These past few days, he had been constantly receiving weasel spirits, tiger spirits, Fox Spirit, and descendants of Transcendent Immortals, which was quite tiring. Seeing a normal human being made him feel especially close.

Sure enough, a number of people came to the secret vault. Some of them were obviously different, because their vertical eye between their eyebrows flashed like lightning.

Some of these creatures have wings that shimmer with light, making them look quite extraordinary.

Most of the descendants of true immortals and Demon Immortals are quite normal, no different from ordinary people, and their clothing and appearance are very modern, even trendy.

At the entrance to the secret vault, Old Chen, dressed in a cassock and holding a silver Alms Bowl, exuded an extraordinary aura!

He circulated the Shakya True Scripture, his entire body radiating brilliant golden light, the Buddha's radiance covering his short hair. This appearance... definitely that of a young high monk!

There were people vying for the treasure with him, including aliens and humans, all young, chanting scriptures to attract the Snow White Conch closer to them.

This is Literary Duel, using spiritual energy to communicate with the conch shell, attempting to guide it to the other side!

Without a doubt, Old Chen currently holds an absolute advantage, as the methods these people practice are incompatible with the runic energy emitted by the conch shell.

Even if someone practices Buddhism scriptures, it certainly won't be as good as the Shakya True Scripture that Old Chen practices, which is of the same origin as that Snow White Conch!

"This is boring. It's too formal and doesn't sound like something a cultivator would do. Aren't the fights for rare treasures decided by fighting? Let's duel, Layman Chen!"

Some people were getting impatient, because the Snow White Conch was floating towards Old Chen, getting closer and closer.

This person has a pointed mouth and monkey-like face, high cheekbones, and yellow eyebrows. He should be an anomaly, but he is indeed very vigorous and a master.

"Huang Ming, you are not destined for Buddhism. You have not practiced Buddhist teachings, so you should withdraw." Old Chen had a solemn appearance, wearing a kasaya, and had a kind and benevolent look.

"Who said that? There's a Yellow-Eyebrowed Immortal in Journey to the West. Isn't he from the Buddhist sect? Look at me, I also have yellow eyebrows, so naturally I'm connected to Buddhism." Huang Ming shook his head, looking exactly like a weasel spirit.

In fact, he really was. There were even descendants of Transcendent Immortals nearby muttering, "What are you, Great Immortal Huang, doing pretending to be a Buddhist?"

Wang Xuan looked at it again and again. This guy is interesting. He's become familiar with Journey to the West in just a few days?

He couldn't just stand by and watch. At least ten people were engaged in Literary Duel with Chen Yongjie. If he distracted Old Chen, the conch shell might really be taken away by someone else.

Wang Xuan uttered a syllable, which no one else noticed, but Huang Ming suddenly turned around. In his eyes, a dazzling golden light rushed towards him and burst forth, accompanied by a magnificent Lion's Roar's roar that made his blood surge.

He seemed to see a Golden Lion, roaring, pouncing at him!

This was something Wang Xuan had acquired a few days ago while practicing the Shakya True Scripture in the Inner Scenery Realm. He had mastered all sorts of secret techniques and could now use some of them.

"You want to stand up for him?" Huang Ming looked over.

Wang Xuan nodded. Chen Yongjie was dealing with too many people and needed Wang Xuan to share the burden. He also wanted to see just how strong these young people from other fields really were.

"Are you Wang Xuan?" Great Immortal Huang's expression changed. Many of the Transcendent Immortals knew this name because he had caused considerable losses to Huang Kun's camp.

In particular, when that powerful faction sent people across borders again, there was no response; they died mysteriously, and no news came out.

Some speculate that Wang Xuan possesses rare and precious treasures!

"We've agreed that this is just a physical sparring match; no treasures can be used, and we'll stop when we've reached our goal," Huang Ming said.

People thought Wang Xuan would agree, after all, Great Immortal Huang Sin was very humble and seemed reasonable.

"That's not a good idea. I'm not good at hand-to-hand combat, and I only have one weapon that's passable." Wang Xuan shook his head.

Everyone was speechless. How could you have the nerve to say that?

Great Immortal Huang Sin felt a chill run down his spine. Was this bastard planning to kill him with some kind of magical treasure? Just like when he dealt with those beings from other realms earlier.

He felt that if he hadn't said that beforehand, he probably would have died a mysterious death!

Transcendent Immortals cross realms, their bodies collapse, and only Primordial Spirit Fragment can cross over. The same applies to weapons of the same level.

Therefore, the Transcendent Immortals sent over some descendants this time, but because their strength was not high and the Old Testament had little influence, their physical bodies could be preserved, but they were also unable to bring over powerful treasures and the like.

"I treat people with sincerity, but you don't respect that!" Huang Ming said.

Wang Xuan was somewhat lost in thought. This weasel didn't match his expectations or the legends he had heard about it. It was actually so... sincere? Impossible!

"The conch shell was obtained by Chen Yongjie in exchange for a divine object. It's already wrong of you to come and fight for it. Besides, is it really fair for you to fight me? Even if your cultivation was damaged after you broke through the curtain, you are probably all cultivators who are close to the Great Realm of Carefree Journey." Wang Xuan looked at him.

"If I recover from my injuries and fully restore my physical body, I will be close to the Great Realm of Carefree Journey. But right now, my bones are broken and my body is bleeding. My true condition is similar to yours..." Huang Ming wanted to continue.

As a result, Wang Xuan readily interrupted, saying, "Alright, let's go!"

He had already received a secret report from Zhong Cheng. Little Zhong learned from the Transcendent Immortals that after Correction of the Present World, approaching the Carefree Journey was the current limit.

However, many people who have crossed over into other fields are currently suffering from physical damage, broken bones, or even physical disabilities, and their condition is very bad.

Great Immortal Huang was suspicious and wondered to himself, "How could this grandson turn on me so quickly?"

Wang Xuan was itching to test his skills. Since the other party was now at a similar level to him, it would be a good opportunity to assess the true quality of the Transcendent Immortals Empresses.

Of course, if the other party is hiding their strength and intends to deal him a severe blow, then sorry, he really will have to use his Great Killer Weapon, the rare treasure, in advance.

The two clashed, using no fancy moves, but rather a direct exchange of punches.

Wang Xuan didn't use the Feather Ascension Fist, as it would be too conspicuous and attract attention. Instead, he used a physical technique from the stone tablet scripture that no one else could master.

After the second True Form Diagrams was unfolded, the colorful secret power within his body flowed and exploded at his fist, its power truly terrifying.

It was as if a thunderbolt had struck across the heavens and earth, causing one's blood to surge and one's soul to tremble.

Huang Ming, his demonic blood boiling, held nothing back. He dared not be careless, for in his eyes, the person before him was very dangerous, having killed Primordial Spirit Fragment.

Boom!

A terrifying aura of blood surged between the two, causing the grass in the courtyard to break apart and several ancient trees to explode on the spot!

"Damn it!" Huang Ming shook his hand. His arm was already injured, and now it was even worse. A large chunk of flesh was almost torn off from the shock.

Wang Xuan was moved. The other party was only forced back a few steps by him. This Great Immortal Huang had vigorous blood energy. If his physical body recovered, he would definitely be close to the Great Realm Carefree Journey.

He still needs to work hard to improve himself and reach the combat power ceiling allowed by the New Star as soon as possible!

Many people were astonished, as they came from behind the Great Curtain and the resources and cultivation techniques they received were bestowed by immortals, making them extremely powerful.

Even if Huang Ming was not in good condition, he should still be able to crush ordinary beings of the same level, but instead he took a few steps back.

Many people looked at Wang Xuan differently. No wonder he was remembered by some immortals; he was indeed very special!

"Interesting, let me try again!" Huang Ming said, his body suddenly growing taller by more than a head, his cheekbones becoming more prominent, his teeth sharper, and a large tail appearing on his back. Was he half-demon? His blood energy surged, and his strength increased significantly!

"Boom!"

He charged forward, his boiling demonic blood causing his power to surge, and the powerful force field pulled hundreds of pounds of strange stones in the courtyard to float up.

"Enough, Huang Ming. It's just a friendly spar. What's gotten into this? You're practically turning into a demon!" someone said, and quickly attacked.

He was a trendy man, wearing red pants, a brightly colored patterned T-shirt, and a luxury watch on his wrist. The watch chain was made of Sun Gold. He was indeed quite handsome, with defined features, natural silver hair, and bright, piercing eyes.

He extended his index finger, and with a sonic boom, hundreds of pounds of strange rocks around him shook and flew into the distance.

Bang!

He used one finger to block Huang Ming's fist, causing Huang Ming to be struck as if by lightning and sent flying six or seven meters away.

Huang Ming's fist was bleeding, and he quickly swung his arm, which looked like it was about to explode.

"Carefree Journey?" Wang Xuan was moved; this young, Silver-haired Man was a great master!

"No, not at all. I'm injured too." The man smiled and introduced himself as Kong Yun.

He comes from the demon race, but he is qualified to compete for the Snow White Conch because the race has close ties with Buddhism, and legend has it that a peacock is the mother of Buddha.

"Brother Kong." Huang Ming walked over, then apologized to Wang Xuan, saying, "I'm sorry, for a moment I was driven by a competitive spirit and acted on my own obsession. I shouldn't have done that."

Wang Xuan was surprised. Why were the monsters he encountered different from what he had imagined?

Great Immortal Huang shook his head and smiled wryly, saying, "Don't look at me like that, okay? The historical context of our ancestors' lives is different from now. Back then, they had to fight and compete, and the environment led to their seemingly bad reputation. But, we new generation are just like you, okay? Actually, we quite hate bloodshed."

Wang Xuan looked at him, really... not really believing it. Is this really reliable?

"Actually, I really like modern society. I also know Zhou Yun, and we hit it off immediately. He said he wants to invite me to go out to sea and to outer space to load spaceships. This kind of life suits me better. Shall we go together?"

Trendy Kong Yun sighed, a hint of resentment on his handsome face, and said, "Forget it, I won't argue with Layman Chen anymore. This conch shell seems to have recognized him, as some runes have actually merged with it. I can't get it by force, and I might even get killed by the Shakyamuni conch shell instead."

Huang Ming greatly admired Kong Yun and told Wang Xuan that this man, who was considered a relatively well-known figure among the younger generation behind the behind the Great Curtain, was incredibly powerful.

Kong Yun introduced the people present to Wang Xuan. They were either descendants of the demon race or descendants of true immortals. Surprisingly, the atmosphere was harmonious, without any signs of life-or-death struggle or fierce fighting.

Wang Xuan's expression changed. In this new era, the descendants of these Demon Immortals and true immortals are quite different from what he had imagined. They are interested in technology, admire warships, and enjoy modern food and culture...

Until a Blood Shadow appeared, and someone recognized his identity, Wang Xuan's expression changed, and he became murderous.

"Chi Meng?!" Wang Xuan stared at him. Was this the person who bombarded him with warships and left a mark on his body? He really hadn't died a few days ago?

"Who are you?" Chi Meng, a True Immortal from the Nether Blood Sect, was now severely injured, his Primordial Spirit Fragment being nourished by the blood energy emanating from his true bones. He looked at him with suspicion.