The "Missionaries" on the Platform

In reality, Li Yun was well aware that he actually had obvious signs of being "unbalanced" in his studies.

After all, in the process of absorbing Numinous Spark each day, the material and Spirituality structures of the body subtly and gradually change, along with the subtle, intuitive feeling that something is being "completed" little by little, which is enough to prove the key.

Unlike normal user advancement, his current Fifth Tier is a certain "external manifestation" forcibly brought about by a change originating from something hidden in the essence.

In other words, in the absence of a corresponding "foundation" like Numinous Spark, the spiritual aspect is still manageable, but the physical body, as the fundamental material aspect, has always been in an awkward situation, like a castle in the air.

The fact that this body was on the verge of shattering behind that punch that could destroy mountains like snowfields is clear evidence of this.

The seed Electric Current Drive, or rather the system of Magnetic Field Rotation, is, from his actual understanding and experience, almost a typical example of "great strength makes bricks fly," a truly advanced ability that spans the realms of matter and energy. However, if you delve deeper, this seemingly crude, violent, and unreasonable core of power reveals an extremely complex, even mysterious, aspect!

Because the force of this Magnetic Field Rotation, which seems to originate from the body and material structure, is actually driven by the spiritual will residing in every drop of blood and every cell of the body, which controls this force and drives the transformation layer by layer.

Or, to use a more ancient term—it is something that can be called a "Primordial Spirit"!

Yes, for an enhanced individual like him who has truly stepped into the threshold of Magnetic Field Rotation, the priority of the spiritual level is actually even higher than that of this physical body!

After all, theoretically speaking, once his cultivation reaches a high level in the future, even if his body shatters and turns to dust, regenerating from a drop of blood is nothing more than a trivial matter of being reassembled in an instant. This is because what controls this "battle body" is the power that involves the realm of Primordial Spirit and soul!

But this does not mean that a work, as merely a physical shell, is unimportant.

It should be said that this seemingly extremely "reckless" system, which relies purely on brute force to suppress people, actually contains certain mysteries deep within the material and spiritual realms.

Just as, after Electric Current Drive into the realm of Magnetic Field Rotation, Li Yun's seemingly unchanged body, upon closer inspection, reveals that the basic units constituting life have gradually and naturally transformed into a more minute cellular structure.

With the influx of a large amount of Numinous Spark at this moment, the billions of "particles" contained in this form are constantly breaking, recombining, merging, and breaking again—in this cyclical process, certain subtle fluctuations are constantly spreading out from the increasingly tiny and brilliant structure.

Accompanied by that layer of blue light, which flowed throughout his body, in the stillness, his whole being was reflected as if he were a stone statue carved from blue jade.

Even the body's owner can now sense subtle changes within themselves on certain levels, yet finds it difficult to truly grasp the process.

In the face of this urgent feeling of not being able to see clearly, a thought suddenly arises, and a tremendous "attraction" arises spontaneously!

At this moment, the "clouds" accumulated indoors seemed to receive a command, and suddenly surged in like a vortex, disappearing into the figures inside. An invisible wind rippled through the air, causing the black hair behind to flutter wildly.

Without being distracted by external matters, but solely focused on the ever-expanding and deepening realm of inner vision, the increasingly radiant fragments of light, under the intense concentration of the mind, swelled like clouds—

Vast nebulae rotate, followed by star clusters, galaxies—

In the endless darkness, countless stars twinkled intensely, creating an even more complex chain reaction!

Connection, collision, destruction, collapse, rebirth--

A vast expanse of ripples was born from it, then quietly disappeared into the unseen depths of darkness, like an echo sweeping across the cosmic backdrop, a thousand waves upon a thousand waves!

In the midst of destruction and creation, a torrent of creation was born!

Yes, if we set aside the direct boundary between the micro and macro, the human body is inherently an inner world.

An indescribable surge of emotion and realization welled up within me, a jolt that suddenly jolted my increasingly indifferent self awake!

Beyond what he saw at that moment, upon closer examination, Li Yun vaguely sensed a deeper picture of his own system that did not require external seeking.

Birth and death, rise and fall, endless cycle—an inner universe capable of Infinity cycles and Infinity achievements is gradually taking shape within this!

Under the vast and boundless inner vision, quietly observing this subtle change brought about by external Spirituality, Li Yun felt a great sense of gain, but at the same time, he also keenly noticed another problem.

This Spirituality, which evolved from the Innate Primordial Breath, is naturally adapted to various systems. It may seem insignificant, but in fact, it lies in the subtle and the profound, and its various wonders have undoubtedly shown certain prospects.

It's just that few people get to see it.

It's no exaggeration to say that many of the enhancement systems that users randomly redeem, despite their seemingly glamorous appearance, may not actually have the same "common" and promising potential as the Numinous Spark system.

Similarly, even his enhancement system, which wasn't entirely compatible, yielded such insights upon closer examination.

So, theoretically speaking, what kind of realm would be the most fitting path for cultivating Immortal Dao in the immortal realm, one that is most in harmony with such Numinous Spark inspiration?

"Potions for sale: First Tier Healing Potions, Second Tier Agility Potions, Second Tier Dragon's Breath Liquor—guaranteed fresh, no noticeable loss of potency. Don't miss out!"

Seated cross-legged on the Azure Platform, even with the image-masking mechanism of the Main God, he still carefully concealed himself as a human figure, with a stall in front of him, hawking his wares.

Putting everything else aside, at least on this platform, the personal safety and property security of users are still guaranteed.

This stall owner, who deliberately lowered his voice but whose age was still discernible, casually placed the medicine bottle directly on his stall.

Among the crowd that had already gathered around, many eyes were itching to grab a piece of the pie, but no one was foolish enough to actually try and snatch it.

Seeing these people lingering, especially judging from their attire and demeanor, most of them were probably first or second-tier "poor bastards," Li Anshan, while still somewhat polite, couldn't hold back his anger. "Gentlemen, if you're not buying, please make way, make way, don't block the road!"

Now that things have come to this, he's hoping to recoup his losses by selling this batch of unused, outdated potions.

There was nothing we could do.

Since the last True Body Mission, it barely escaped with its life, returning at the last minute. Amidst the strange looks of onlookers, more than a dozen pieces of "coke" fell onto the platform in a flash of white light!

Objectively speaking, among this group of "carbonized humanoids" who were basically crispy on the outside and tender on the inside at that time, probably none of them could have taken the initiative.

I have requested healing from the true form of the Main God!

When the white beam of light fell straight down from high in the sky, it pulled the group of people back from the brink of death unharmed—but the repair bill that followed was equally heartbreaking!

A seemingly severe carbonization-level injury only costs around ten or twenty points. However, another item, "Removing Alien Marks," costs more than double that!

Thank you, the great Mordenkainen!

Every day, Li Anshan would wash his hands and offer incense before opening the small potion box left behind by the great mage, whose reputation among others was complex and controversial, to see what he had randomly gotten that day.

It's like opening a treasure chest.

The few usable medicines are naturally kept by our own family first, while most of the rest are sold off to others in exchange for some Universal Points.

Over time, even though to outsiders it seemed that the medicinal effects had been lost due to the difference between exchanging directly with the Main God and selling at a discount, it was still an extra source of income.

He called out his wares intermittently, and gradually more people gathered in front of his stall.

However, most of the customers attracted by the hawking only kept a distance of two or three steps, coldly eyeing the few bottles of medicine on the stall, scrutinizing and weighing them, but hesitant to speak.

After a moment, perhaps finally unable to hold back any longer, a rather burly-looking man in the crowd finally stepped forward, "Hey buddy, you just left this bottle of liquor here, is that supposed to be a potion?"

The other party was referring to the "Dragon's Breath Spirit," a bottle containing a thin, visible flame that was rising faintly from within.

Indeed, among the row of medicines displayed, this rather "restless" bottle of strong liquor looked particularly special.

"Dragon's Breath Spirit, reportedly brewed with the blood of a dragon, is so potent that drinkers even suspect they will breathe dragon's breath, hence its name. It possesses the same effects as a weak healing potion of the same level, as well as some temporary stimulant effects."

Glancing at the guy, Li Anshan simply offered a few casual explanations.

"If you don't believe me, you can apply for a verification from the Main God. I offer a discounted price of only 120 points per bottle, and you'll cover the transaction fees yourself."

While it may not entirely fall under the category of potions, this strange "liquor" is indeed one of the unusual finds from that Potion Chest.

His current arrogant and aloof attitude made the man somewhat unsure of what to do with him.

The other person hesitated for a moment, just about to speak to probe further, when a voice suddenly interrupted from the side, "Excuse me, please let me through—thank you."

The one who spoke was a young white man wearing a worn white robe with a holy emblem embroidered in silver thread on his chest, struggling to squeeze out from the growing crowd behind him.

He politely nodded and apologized to the people on both sides, and then quickly approached the small stall.

The young white man, who was dressed in a Western-style "Pastor" style, first quickly scanned the rows of colorful medicine bottles on the stall. Soon, his eyes suddenly lit up and his gaze locked onto a bottle in the corner that looked like it contained a semi-transparent ointment-like liquid.

The wooden sign in front of the bottle clearly read "[Second Tier Sword Oil]", but the customer deliberately coughed twice before politely asking, "Sir, how much is this bottle of holy oil?"

The translation and communication effects are obvious.

Hidden beneath the hood, the gaze lingered on the Pastor who had suddenly appeared, paying particular attention to the holy emblem on his body that had been intentionally woven into the shape of a "white orb of light."

"Hmm. Second Tier positive energy sword oil. After application, the weapon gains additional restraint and purification effects against undead and dark creatures—it could be considered a holy oil."

"It's 300 points if you want to buy, no bargaining. You'll have to pay the transaction fee yourself."

The stall owner only gave a muffled reply.

"They're both Second Tier potions, so why is there such a big price difference?"

However, upon hearing his words, the people around him clearly started whispering among themselves.

Li Anshan scoffed at this. Potions are mostly single-use, but for experienced users, a bottle of sword oil is often a consumable that can be used several times.

Upon hearing the price he quoted, the young white man's cheek twitched noticeably.

But without much hesitation, the other party gritted their teeth, and without saying a word, raised their hand and began to manipulate the void in front of them rapidly.

A short while later, after Li Anshan glanced down at the transaction notification that popped up on his panel and confirmed that everything was correct, he didn't bother to say anything more. He simply waved his hand, indicating that the deal was done.

They let the other party carefully put away the bottle of "holy oil" as if it were a priceless treasure!

Logically, once the money and goods have been exchanged, the matter should end there.

--Only after the stall owner, who had been hiding his identity, had cleared out most of the scattered "goods" and started tidying up his simple stall cloth.

Unexpectedly, among the scattered crowd nearby, the young Pastor, who had already made an impression, reappeared, taking the initiative to approach them in a rather familiar manner, with a warm smile on his face.

"Hey, sir, please wait a moment." The man greeted him politely at first, and only after confirming that Li Anshan did not show any obvious resistance did he extend his hand to introduce himself.

"My name is Pierre. I noticed you have quite a lot of goods here, and the quality is all very high. You must be quite knowledgeable in this field."

I'm an expert on Daoism, so I thought I'd take this opportunity to get to know you and make friends. May I ask your name?

Unsolicited kindness is either a sign of malice or theft.

Looking at that smiling face, Li Anshan remained cautious and didn't say much. "Just say what you need, but I should mention first that I don't have any more potions here."

Caught off guard by such a direct rebuttal, the Pastor who called himself Pierre visibly froze for a moment, but quickly recovered as if nothing had happened, even pulling a book from his pocket. "No, no, you misunderstand, sir. If you may, I actually wanted to introduce you to our God, the Lord who walks in heaven—"

"That's enough, I'm sorry, Mr. Pierre, I'm not interested in that right now."

Although he had sensed something was wrong when he saw the other person's attire, Li Anshan still felt a chill run down his spine when the other person actually spoke!

Within the Main God Space, there is naturally no proper identity like "Pastor." If anything, it's nothing more than things like the Pastor profession or the Holy Word Enhancement.

But the problem is that—as the situation on this platform and even in reality continues to change, there really is a group of guys who call themselves "Pastors " who have popped up out of nowhere!

Of course, these so-called believers, even though many of their slogans and their diverse "doctrines" are not entirely the same, the vast majority of their pronouncements, intentionally or unintentionally, point to the same vague intention—

Thinking of this, Li Anshan subconsciously turned his head to glance at it.

The sphere of light that hangs high on the platform all day long appears as quiet and unchanging as ever.

However, unlike the other place, below that sphere of light, visually closer to it, there are now many figures dressed in robes, dressed as priests and Pastors, gathered in groups around it.

Many people even prostrated themselves repeatedly in front of the sphere of light above, worshipping it with extreme piety. Others closed their eyes and murmured something, perhaps trying to communicate with their so-called "god".

Taking advantage of the fact that violence is not possible on the platform, these "believers" took turns occupying positions close to the Main God. Some even exchanged or successfully brought in materials and built simple architectural styles similar to dry churches around them.

Similarly, the passersby around them gave this very strange looks.

Looking around, only the enormous white sphere of light remained completely unresponsive from beginning to end.