New Chapter: A Strange World

Amidst the ice and snow, plum blossoms brave the cold, their branches piled high with snow, the bright red and pure white contrasting beautifully, creating a refreshing scene.

Some evergreen plants are lush and green, and amidst the snow, colorful buds are delicate and fragrant.

The garden was a delightful sight, but Wang Xuan was not in a good mood. He was stuffed into a frozen pit and was about to be buried alive.

How could he not struggle? But he was surprised to find that this place was extremely unfriendly to the "extraordinary" and had major problems.

The man and woman who brought Wang Xuan over looked to be around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, dressed in a style that conformed to modern aesthetics, unlike people from ancient times.

The man, with a short, silver-white haircut and strong facial features, was using a shovel to fill in the soil and snow, intending to bury Wang Xuan.

The young woman wore a short skirt and a shawl, revealing her long legs, undeterred by the cold. She had a slender waist and smooth, shiny black hair that reached her shoulders.

She had fair skin and delicate features, and as she spoke, she helped fill the soil.

"His amnesia is quite severe; he'll probably need to be given medication soon."

The woman was tall and slender with striking good looks, youthful and beautiful. What impressed people most was her pair of golden eyes, with glints of gold flowing within them, giving her a slightly eerie appearance.

Wang Xuan couldn't stay calm anymore. Was he going to end up like "Wu Dalang," being forcibly given medicine?

"Gentlemen, can we talk?" He wanted to change his situation. They spoke different languages, but their minds could communicate.

In this place, the extraordinary beings of heaven and earth are "different," but there is no problem in communicating in the spiritual realm.

"You need treatment, and you need to be quiet in both mind and body," the woman said, her shoulder-length hair swaying as she kicked snow into the pit with her long, white legs.

"Gentlemen, I'm fine, there's nothing wrong. Where is this place? Stop, don't bury me, let's sit down and have a proper talk." Wang Xuan couldn't take it anymore.

However, the young couple didn't say anything more, but directly filled the soil and decisively buried him. Finally, they stomped on the snow and ice to compact it.

To be buried under frozen ground upon first arriving in this esteemed place is truly a taste of the extreme.

Wang Xuan felt heavy-hearted, lying there pondering the matter, finding no solution.

The Mythological Factor accumulated within him were ineffective here. He quietly mobilized the colorful Super Material from the world behind his destiny and discovered... there was hope!

However, he did not act rashly. He could not see the situation clearly, nor did he know the true nature of the place. He decided to remain still and observe first.

Two young men and women brought out a Soul Summoning Banner, which looked quite old and worn, with a mottled sense of time. It seemed out of place in contrast to the modern architecture and the fresh garden.

They planted it in the frozen soil and shook it gently.

Although this world was extraordinary and "different," Wang Xuan's spiritual perception was still able to capture the scene on the ground and "see" the banner.

Contraband? He actually had such a suspicion.

In a modern villa, a woman in a short skirt waves an ancient banner with minimal ripples, creating an indescribably unusual scene.

"Can this banner still be used? It's been passed down from generation to generation, it won't break, will it?" The young woman's pupils sparkled with golden light as she circled the Soul Summoning Banner.

The young man with a short, silver-white haircut spoke up, "The ancient banner moved, and a faint light appeared. His lost soul has not yet dissipated, but it should be very far away. I don't know if we can find it."

"After testing with the ancestral Soul Summoning Banner, the souls of those retrieved this time are of good quality." The woman with golden pupils nodded, then added, "However, it's not certain that we can summon the other half of their souls."

"I guess he'll need to be given medication too," said the man with short silver hair.

"Which prescription should we use?" the woman with golden eyes pondered, pacing back and forth with her long, snow-white legs swinging, and said, "Severe cases require strong medicine."

"Hmm, it's a case of loss of soul. Several key ingredients remain the same: the flesh from the Void Usher's feet to accelerate the process, and the thick, fluid-like brain matter from the skull of Million-Year Zombie to promote soul transformation..."

Upon hearing this, Wang Xuan completely lost his composure. What kind of potent and dangerous medicines were these?!

Rotting, stinky feet, paired with millions of years' worth of brain matter and pus... Who left this secret recipe? I can practically smell it before I even see it.

Who could stand this?

Clearly, Wu Tian, who was in the room, was quite alert and overheard the conversation between the two in the garden. He couldn't take it anymore and exclaimed, "What did you give me to drink?!"

He struggled on the bed, but unfortunately, this world was not friendly to his cultivation. Once the woman with short hair held him down, he couldn't break free at all.

"Glug!" He was forced to swallow another large mouthful.

The neat, short-haired woman spoke up, "You don't Gains and Losses, you just have osteoporosis. Why are you getting tattoos on your bones if you're okay? Something serious must be wrong."

She added, "The potion you drank contained the toe bones of Void Usher, the teeth of Nine Nether Black Crow, a rare golden lotus cultivated from rotting flesh and bones, a small amount of fermented gray bone marrow, and..."

"Stop talking!" Although "Wu Dalang" was resilient and strong-willed, he couldn't hold on any longer. He struggled and tried to spit out the medicine.

"Dalang, don't move, there are only two more doses left." The short-haired woman forced the medicine down his throat again.

Wu Tian struggled violently, saying, "What grudge do I have against you? Why are you treating me like this... gulp, ugh, stop forcing me, can't I do it myself?"

"We accidentally pulled you two ashore while fishing in the Chaotic Space-time Sea, and we're currently rescuing you. You've been carving random words on your bones; haven't you noticed how dark your bone marrow is? Your bones will collapse. Rescuing you is also helping ourselves. We'd like to ask you two for help if we need anything."

In the backyard, Wang Xuan, buried under the frozen soil, looked solemn. No matter how you looked at it, this place was extremely unusual.

At the same time, he felt a chill run down his spine. Wu Tian's origins seemed even more mysterious and astonishing than he had imagined. Tattoos and inscriptions on bones? He probably wanted to Dao-imperialized!

"I've finished drinking it." Wu Tian was in a terrible mood, but at least he could catch his breath. However, the next moment he was stunned and exclaimed, "You... why did you bring me another bowl?"

The woman with short, ear-length hair had bright, earnest eyes and said, "I noticed you seem a bit anxious, so I brought you a small bowl of Calming Soup. Drink it and you'll feel better after a nap."

"What... is it made of?" In this bizarre place where nothing could be explained, Wu Tian felt utterly bewildered and even had an allergic reaction.

"Its main ingredient is the brain fluid of Million-Year Zombie. The effect is very obvious; it will put you to sleep after you drink it," the woman said.

"I...!" This time Wu Dalang struggled desperately, refusing to drink any more, saying, "I'm not anxious at all, just let me lie down quietly for a while, I don't need to drink!"

"You said you weren't anxious, but you're having such a strong reaction. Take your medicine right away."

In the end, Wu Dalang's eyes were lifeless, and he was still forced to take the medicine. His mouth was full of sticky liquid. In the last moments before he fell into unconsciousness, he felt utterly hopeless and could not vomit. He fell into a state of "sleep".

In the backyard, amidst the snow and ice, the garden was ablaze with vibrant flowers and fragrant blossoms.

However, Wang Xuan's heart sank. He was terrified by Wu Dalang's experience. Could he also be drugged?

Those main ingredients were truly nauseating. Of course, as an extraordinary being, one must have a fearless spirit. What do stench, silkiness, and heavy taste matter?

What worried him more was whether the medicine could really cure the disease. He was afraid of some side effects, or that he might be controlled or harmed.

Wu Dalang, who is so powerful, was drunk and passed out. Will the writing on his bones be washed away?

If Wu Tian is indeed following the path of Dao-imperialized, then this encounter seems rather terrifying!

In the courtyard, a man and a woman burned several pieces of paper. The paper had an ancient style and was not paper money, but rather extraordinary talismans left over from ancient times.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

They transformed into streams of light, swiftly disappearing beneath the frozen earth, forming a sealed paper-like space that enveloped Wang Xuan, causing his primordial spirit to roar violently, in conjunction with the ancient banner.

The woman with golden eyes said, "The guidance has begun, but unfortunately, the paper did not form a spiritual paper coffin. It doesn't seem as effective as our ancestors said."

"It seems the treatment isn't working well. Let's prepare the medicine. As the medical books say, serious illnesses require strong medicine." The man with the silver buzz cut spoke, preparing to grind the medicine.

"Gentlemen, don't waste this precious medicine. I think I can heal myself after catching my breath. Give me a little more time." Wang Xuan quickly stopped them, but he couldn't bear to think about those Great Medicine.

He didn't want to follow in Wu Dalang's footsteps!

If things go wrong, he will mobilize the Supernatural Factor behind the Life Earth to fight against them. It's unknown how much power he can exert here.

The main problem is that this world is too strange, making it hard to understand. It seems to be suppressing the extraordinary, and we can't see through it yet.

"Hmm, a light is appearing on the banner. The lost part of the soul seems to be approaching. Let's hold off on giving him the medicine and prepare to guide him," the golden-eyed woman said.

Qin Cheng was a little confused. He flew over one huge seed island after another, and was then sent up to World Mountain by that heaven-reaching divine vine. Standing here, he felt his own insignificance. What kind of place was this?

Soon, his primordial spirit hummed softly, sensing something, and said, "Is the main body in trouble? Why do I feel a sense of unease?"

He sat cross-legged here, and then his primordial spirit left his body. The Dao Control Banner appeared afterward, and it shrank rapidly, turning into a speck of light that disappeared into the Primordial Spirit core imprint.

Wang Xuan's primordial spirit, with its Supernatural Sense activated, sensed the anomaly more and more clearly, and finally, with a whoosh, broke through the thin veil that was gradually becoming clear and disappeared into it.

"The soul has returned. The ancestral banner is still effective; it's working quite well," the woman in the courtyard said with a smile, her eyes gleaming with golden light.

Wang Xuan felt a stinging sensation in his Spiritual Heavenly Eye, but thankfully, the Dao Control Banner inside moved slightly, and he gradually adapted.

"Huh?!" He was immediately startled. Were there contraband items here?

He spotted the ancient banner stuck in the ice and snow at a glance, and it drew his primordial spirit to it.

With a whoosh, he was guided and attached to the banner. He almost went to fight back and tried to activate the Dao Control Banner.

However, he sensed Wang Xuan beneath the frozen ground and instantly learned part of the situation here.

What a strange place this is! Wang Xuan's newly arrived primordial spirit also strongly suspects that the tattered banner is an extremely powerful contraband.

It was simply placed haphazardly in a modern courtyard, completely out of place with the surrounding environment.

The ancient banner swayed gently in the wind, with a faint Dark Light flowing around it, washing over Wang Xuan's newly arrived primordial spirit as if purifying him.

Finally, the black ancient banner glowed, and this part of Wang Xuan's primordial spirit flew out and disappeared directly into the frozen soil, merging with his true flesh and blood and his Main Primordial Spirit.

Now, Wang Xuan is physically and mentally intact, but he still doesn't relax at all; his expression is extremely solemn beneath the frozen ground.

Fortunately, the Dao Control Banner followed and lay dormant within its body.

He looked inward and found that the lingering black light of the ancient banner remained in his primordial spirit. It wasn't a big problem, so he absorbed it with the Dao Control Banner.

He didn't let his guard down; on the contrary, he became even more cautious. There was already a contraband item planted in this courtyard. Who knew what the world was like, or what might happen?

The permafrost broke open, and Wang Xuan emerged. A man and a woman came forward to help him and brush the snow and dirt off his body.

"Now can we talk? What is this place?" Wang Xuan asked.

"Let's eat something first, then we can talk when he wakes up." The neat and tidy short-haired woman from the room came out and went into the garden.

Wang Xuan's face was expressionless, and he politely declined. Heaven knows if there were any "tiger or wolf" creatures among those foods. He'd rather wait for "Wu Dalang" to wake up before making a decision.