Three Visualization Methods, Eldest Daughter-in-Law Enters the Embrace

Ge Huolang subdued Fei Zhong with deception and a sneak attack, finishing him in the blink of an eye.

Of course, even in a fair one-on-one fight, this greedy and cunning fat monster wouldn't have been a match for Ge Xian.

He had simply chosen a clever tactic because he didn't want to alert others or expend too much effort.

Unlike the fox woman Qiu Niang, Fei Zhong had little further use. Ge Xian couldn't be bothered to hypnotize and control him, nor did he want to drag along a burden. So, he directly used the demon art "Soul Searching," crudely turning the creature's brain into mush and extracting the useful memories.

This yielded an unexpected bonus.

The first discovery was that Fei Zhong's fat monster bloodline, combined with the Pot Heaven Technique, could synthesize a powerful demon art. After devouring a large number of flesh-and-blood creatures, it could refine them into "grease" and store it in a pot. When released during combat, it could instantly fill an area with grease, trapping enemies and causing them to be corroded and melted.

This demon art was insidious and suitable for ambushing enemies.

Ge Xian always practiced with a "waste not, want not" philosophy. Without hesitation, he directly ordered Fei Zhong to "self-refine."

With a gurgling sound, the mountain-like mass of fatty meat before him instantly transformed into thick yellow grease, which then splashed into a jade pot.

A wondrous item was refined!

Witnessing this scene, Ge Huolang put away the grease pot into his [Hidden Treasure Pouch] and marveled, "It seems that the many evil spirits and strange objects in this world may not all be born by accident."

"Many of them are probably refined this way, right?"

"In the future, if I encounter a troublesome enemy, I'll unleash this oil pot. Even if I can't kill them, I can certainly disgust them. Wonderful."

With the new wondrous item in hand, Ge Xian felt a moment of joy.

Immediately, he fell into thought again.

This was because of the second discovery from Fei Zhong's memories.

The Myriad Laws Soul Searching Department!

Now he understood why this old fox, Fei Zhong, had rejected a position in the Political Investigation Department and chosen to join this new agency instead of seeking promotion.

"The current Prime Minister of the Dayuan Dynasty, Tuotuo, is a Manifestation Realm expert. He can even summon the spirit god he worships, the Myriad Laws Celestial Pivot Prime Minister, who is said to possess omniscience."

"It was he who saw signs of the Dayuan's impending doom, that the dynasty was nearing its end. Many spirit gods within the Myriad Laws Sect had already begun placing bets, attempting to support a new dynasty."

"To save the court, Tuotuo decided to expend one-tenth of the national treasury's resources to establish the new agency, the Myriad Laws Soul Searching Department."

"Besides the 'Inner Territories' directly governed by the Central Secretariat, the Dayuan Dynasty has Ten Great Provinces, with one department established in each province."

"Their power is immense. They can not only inspect and control local areas but also possess some authority to mobilize troops. The Soul Searching Department Chief Envoy and Deputy Envoy can directly communicate with the Imperial Ear, and their memorials can be sent directly to Tuotuo, or even the Emperor."

"More importantly, this department will be responsible for housing and subduing the rebellious evil spirits and strange objects, demonic creatures, and monsters across the land. They will also have the authority to advise the court and the Myriad Laws Sect on matters of enfeoffing new spirit gods."

"Ransack the extraordinary! Enfeoff Spirit Gods! This is the Myriad Laws Soul Searching Department."

As these secrets surfaced, Ge Xian felt as if he could hear his own heart pounding.

He was still a peddler.

But there were as many as four suitable "destinations" with broad prospects for him.

Originally, he was still calculating which rebel army was most worth joining, and by comparison, Zhu Hongwu was far ahead.

But now, the suspense was back.

"The Dayuan Dynasty is too deeply entrenched and will surely perish."

"But judging from the current situation, even if the rebels overthrow this dynasty and establish a new one, it will take at least more than ten years."

"In other words, an agency with the immense power of the Myriad Laws Soul Searching Department can still make a fortune for seven or eight years. Keep in mind that this is the Dayuan Dynasty's final struggle, and the resources it can mobilize are far beyond those of other agencies and the various rebel armies."

"If I can mingle within it and secure a good position, wouldn't that be..."

"Especially since I've already gained the favor of [Bai Fugui], a top second-generation, according to Fei Zhong's memory, she should be able to rely on her status and the bloodline of the auspicious beast to directly become the deputy envoy of the Jiangzhe Province Soul Searching Department."

"If I follow her, becoming a clerk or a treasury guard wouldn't be too much to ask, right?"

Lost in thought, Ge Xian seemed to have already envisioned himself becoming a guard in the Soul Searching Department's treasury.

On one hand, he would steal from the public treasury, line his own pockets, deceive superiors and subordinates, and enrich himself at public expense.

On the other hand, he would wait for the opportune moment to plunder the entire treasury, and then defect to Zhu Hongwu. By then, his cultivation would likely be considerable, and he could either scheme or live freely.

A very beautiful "career plan" thus appeared in this scoundrel's mind, his courage far exceeding that of Fei Zhong, who only wanted to lie flat and be a small-time thief.

However, just as he was thinking so beautifully, on Sunset Mountain, a clear and cold immortal melody resounded again:

"Fellow Daoists, the Martial Arts Competition for Marriage has temporarily concluded."

"Eight-armed Buddha Master Xuanxin, Gu Shexianzi Ashang, and the Ming Cult's Young Sect Master Zhang Shenji have all defeated my daughter."

"Master Xuanxin is not close to women, so he has forfeited. My daughter also does not know whether to choose Gu Shexianzi or young friend Zhang Shenji, so it will be postponed temporarily, and the three of them will decide on their own."

"Next is the Guǐ Wǔ Tournament. I invite all fellow Daoists to speak freely and display all martial arts."

"Also, I ask cultivators who are not martial artists to leave Sunset Mountain."

"It's not that Li Wa is stingy or unwilling to part with the Mortal Transformation Secret Technique, but rather that the technique possesses a peculiar power. Martial artists will benefit greatly from hearing it, while other lineage cultivators will find it detrimental to their Dao Path, forcing out Inner Demons and reviving Vicious Habits. To avoid creating evil karma, please descend the mountain quickly."

"In one hour!"

"Li Wa will demonstrate the [Mortal Transformation Secret Technique] to help all seniors enter the Mortal Transformation Realm first."

These words echoed, immediately causing quite a stir.

Indeed, many cultivators from other lineages had infiltrated Sunset Mountain.

They were watching the excitement, planning to hear about the so-called secret technique, but unexpectedly, they were suddenly ordered to leave the mountain.

Naturally, they were unwilling and started to cause trouble.

Unfortunately, they were few in number and had no standing. They were all low-level cultivators from minor lineages, with none from the Myriad Laws Sect or the great sacred lands. Soon, amidst curses and grumbling, they were driven down the mountain by the fanatical and agitated Guǐ Wǔ Cultivators.

Hearing Li Wa's voice, Ge Xian was startled.

"They're here!"

He cursed inwardly, then quietly moved towards a location he had previously chosen.

Not at the foot of the mountain, but on the mountain itself.

The Dragon Transformation Technique was not something that could be performed simply by diving into a river.

One needed to select favorable terrain and water flow, rise with the momentum, call wind and summon rain, stir up waves, and only then could one transform from a flood dragon into a true dragon and surge into the sea in one go.

If one arbitrarily chose a spot and started halfway, the outcome would surely be the waves subsiding, the clouds dispersing, the flood dragon perishing, and the dragon's form receding.

Sunset Mountain already had multiple mountain streams converging into waterfall tributaries that flowed into the Qiantang River. Ge Xian quickly found a hidden cliff. If he sensed anything amiss, he could immediately leap into a tributary and begin his transformation.

Concealing himself, Ge Xian did not delay. He directly took out the Yinglong Immortal Lord Scroll.

Without a moment's hesitation, he flipped directly to the Visualization Diagram.

He dared not be arrogant and wait until the last moment to study it; this was not how one crammed at the last minute.

Now, he gathered his mind and soul. Even if an anomaly occurred from viewing the Visualization Diagram, he could temporarily suppress it with his innate willpower, buying himself some time to react.

Ge Xian had initially expected to see an ancient painting, depicting the legendary [Yinglong Spirit God].

But strangely, there was none.

What he saw was, in fact, a mass of constantly shifting, dim spiritual mist, colorless and formless, without shadow or body.

No matter how hard he tried to look, he gained nothing.

"How am I supposed to visualize this?"

"Could it be that I have to..."

Ge Xian quickly guessed the reason, most likely because he was currently in a human body.

He needed to observe the Yinglong!

He had to use his dragon body to see it.

Understanding dawned in an instant, but Ge Xian still didn't manifest his Evil Dragon Manifestation. Instead, he decided to start watching from the beginning.

The scroll wasn't complicated. It only took him a few dozen breaths to read through the entire volume.

Not only did he thoroughly learn the "Water Summoning Incantation" and "Mist Summoning Incantation" he had previously glanced at, but he also gained new insights.

He felt both surprised and regretful.

"As expected of one of the top spiritual gods among the Dragon Race, the rarity of this Yinglong Immortal Lord Scroll is probably no less than the Candle Dragon Scroll Shi Er mentioned before. It far surpasses other top Meditation Methods of the Dragon Race like the Azure Dragon, Coiled Dragon, and Yellow Dragon, let alone those of medium and lower grades."

"That's right, Meditation Methods also have grades."

"Cultivating with different Meditation Methods leads to vast differences in the length of one's Dao Path, the depth of one's foundation, and the strength of one's divine abilities. It's like the difference between heaven and earth. Just like the previous [Dragon Transformation Chapter], very few Dragon Race Cultivators could forcibly endure the Nine Heavens. My subsequent cultivation of the Evil Dragon Manifestation was so smooth, and that naturally had to do with the Nine Heavens of Dragon Transformation."

"Now, it's the Meditation Method's turn."

"The scroll states that the process of Dragon Transformation also has ranks."

"The lowest grade is to find an ordinary river, manifest the dragon body, cast the Water Summoning Incantation, meditate on the Yinglong Immortal Lord, and then initiate the Dragon Transformation."

"The middle grade is to find a vast water vein, that is, those great rivers and streams that can easily change the terrain. Starting from their source, one undergoes Dragon Transformation. The dragon transformed through this method will surely be a prodigy, will surely obtain their Innate Divine Ability in advance, roam freely between heaven and earth, and command the submission of other dragons."

"The highest grade method uses the Heavenly River and Earth Marsh as a foundation to initiate Dragon Transformation... Due to changes in heaven and earth, both veins are now hidden and do not resemble their ancient forms. This method no longer exists, and no dragon in the world can cultivate it."

"So, if I were to undergo Dragon Transformation using the Qiantang River, it would be classified as a lower-grade method."

Ge Xian held the scroll, a look of regret on his face.

There was no other way. Although the Qiantang River was a famous river in Jiangzhe Province, it did not meet the standards of the scroll.

Moreover, he couldn't reach the source of the Qiantang River anytime soon. Even if he could, it wouldn't work. Starting from the source would mean a journey that was too long and too full of variables.

Starting from here, which was barely a gathering point for water veins, coupled with the fame of the Qiantang River and its strong currents, success should not be a problem.

"Tsk tsk, according to the scroll's standards, I would have to go to a 'chasm river' or a 'turbid yellow river'... Throughout history, I'm afraid very few Dragon Race Cultivators would dare to do so. It would be no different from seeking death."

"The Qiantang River it is, then. It's better than nothing. If I were to attempt Dragon Transformation without using a Meditation Method, I wouldn't even know what kind of dragon I would transform into, as I wouldn't be able to control it. I would likely transform into a deformed monstrosity."

"Besides, I don't necessarily have to risk attempting this method. I've given the information to various parties. Liu Futong, Zhang Shicheng, Zhu Hongwu, and that Bai Fugui – none of them are easy to deal with. How could they allow such a large territory like Jiangzhe Province to fall into the hands of the [Eternal Life Cult]?"

"They will definitely cause great disruption, seize the opportunity to make the Eternal Life Cult suffer heavy losses, and also bring down Yelü Tianzheng."

As these thoughts arose, Ge Xian felt a little more at ease.

He meticulously went over it again from the beginning, confirming there were no omissions. Then, he squatted by the cliff, listening to the roar of the cascading waterfall, silently awaiting the arrival of a major upheaval.

One hour!

It wasn't a particularly long time. Ge Xian had excellent patience. He silently suppressed his aura and maximized his senses.

He thought that once something happened, he would run first.

But as he waited, he didn't sense any movement from various factions. Instead, he suddenly perceived a large amount of "aura" that made him restless, his peculiar tendencies threatening to resurface.

He quietly looked towards the source and immediately saw a bizarre scene:

Not far from the waterfall, amidst the rather hidden and serene palaces and temples, a large number of Ancient Tomb Sect disciples, resembling cold fairies, had appeared. They were all holding vessels like bronze cauldrons, jade plates, glazed lamps, and gold silver basins. They moved with ghostly agility, flying through hidden passages towards the interior of Sunset Mountain.

Within each vessel were pieces of flesh and blood, their shapes indistinct and unclear.

Through the immense mist from the waterfall, Ge Xian could faintly smell wisps of exotic fragrances and fishy odors. None of them were alike, but their auras were all extraordinary.

A feedback response surged forth:

"The Dao Qi contained within each piece of flesh and blood is different, and all are extraordinary."

"If I devour them all, I can instantly possess hundreds of types of Dao Qi Exotic Powers."

"To build a Flesh Altar? But that's not right. Qiu Niang said before that the altar was already built the day the Ancient Tomb Sect captured Sunset Mountain."

"The Eternal Life Cult... no, that Li Wa is still hiding a secret, one that even Lu Hualong and his wife are unaware of."

At this thought, Ge Xian's expression faltered slightly, and his brow furrowed.

He, who schemed and plotted against others from the shadows, detested variables the most.

This was undoubtedly one such variable.

Yet, for the moment, he could do nothing... Huh? Wait.

Just as Ge Xian was about to get angry, he suddenly spotted a familiar face, and his eyes lit up.

He quickly emerged from his hiding spot, evaded the notice of the Ancient Tomb Sect disciples, and quietly concealed himself in a corridor.

At this moment, a mature young woman in flowing white, with a cold expression, carrying a jade plate, was about to pass through the corridor towards the mountain's interior.

Suddenly, a familiar voice called out from behind her:

"Sister Wang?"

As the shout reached her ears, the Wang Family Eldest Daughter-in-law stopped abruptly.

She turned sharply and indeed saw a handsome Young Peddler with an innocent expression, rushing towards her with great surprise.

TEXT: Seeing Ge Huolang, her face lit up with joy at first, but then it turned grim again. A chilling killing intent began to flicker in her icy eyes.

This scene!

Ge Xian acted as if he saw nothing.

In fact, in his perception, the Wang Family Eldest Daughter-in-law's aura had completely changed, and her cultivation had advanced from the Dao Entry Realm to the Foundation Establishment Realm.

As for the price she paid?

Ge Xian had a guess: This Older Sister used to be quite fond of me, and she had also inhaled a lot of the Qi fragrance from my body. If I wanted to, I could have easily seduced her and achieved great things. But now, it's impossible. If I get close to her, she'll probably try to kill me with all her might, just because I stumbled upon this scene.

His guess came true the next moment.

As Ge Xian rushed over, what greeted him was not the Wang Family Eldest Daughter-in-law's smile, but a flashing, life-threatening Ice Needle.

However, to the Wang Family Eldest Daughter-in-law's immense surprise, the Young Peddler, who was only in the Dao Entry Realm, stumbled midway and narrowly dodged the imperceptible Ice Needle.

In just a few steps, he crashed directly into her embrace.

Before she could make a second move, she immediately felt her icy body being tightly embraced by a pair of Hot Hands, while a potent Qi fragrance, which made her body go soft and unable to resist, fiercely surged towards her.

The next moment, a pair of cold, sinister Gray Eyes, as dark as grave soil and dust, suddenly appeared before her.

And then, there was no "then."

Her icy, pretty face melted away in an instant, replaced by a flushed, ecstatic look of fulfilled desire.