"But these things are still a bit far away for me. I don't even know how to enter the Heavenly Realm yet, so thinking about these things is useless."
After exploring the Lingyun Continent once more and finding nothing new, Yang Shen left this plane.
In the dark and cold cosmic sky, Yang Shen was traveling at breakneck speed, heading straight for the white hole.
With the matter of the mortal plane resolved and the cause and effect of the universe's origin severed, it can now be used by his sister. Yang Shen plans to further modify his sister so that she can become stronger even faster.
As for that drop of divine blood—
Yang Shen did not intend to give the divine blood to others. Firstly, he felt it was strange to use other people's blood to temper himself. Secondly, while it could rapidly improve cultivation in the early stages, it was easy to get entangled in karma in the later stages.
After all, that was the blood of a god, something that could escape right under his nose with just an incarnation. No one knew if that drop of blood contained some kind of special technique.
Only Yang Shen would have such thoughts. If it were anyone else, they would definitely do everything they could to fuse and refine the divine blood.
However, Yang Shen felt that a demigod body directly tempered with divine blood would definitely have future problems.
Anyway, he has many ways to improve the people around him, so he doesn't lack this drop of divine blood.
Of course, this divine blood was very precious, and he didn't intend to throw it away. He planned to study it and perhaps gain something from it.
"It seems I've gained quite a bit of experience. Since I'm just traveling anyway, I might as well make some coins."
Yang Shen glanced at his experience points and discovered that they had increased by over a billion. It seemed that many people had already checked those mortal coins from the Earthly Immortal Realm, and some might even have already used them.
"No, I still don't have enough experience. This kind of coin is a consumable... I was too simplistic before. There are so many humans in the universe. The coins I make alone could never truly circulate!"
Yang Shen suddenly felt that the kind of coins he had made before might not be the most suitable.
"No matter how much consumables are produced, they will eventually be used up. They might be drained before they even reach the next person. This is not a sustainable plan..."
After Yang Shen casually created 100 million mortal coins, he stopped, feeling that it was necessary to study them further.
His goal was to ensure that the coins he created would continue to circulate, rather than allowing them to exist only for a short period of time.
After putting away the mortal coins he had created, Yang Shen thought of what he had seen at the Zhu family's residence on the Lingyun Continent.
"The Zhu family ancestors said that the Divine Court was a traitor. But who exactly did they betray? The gods?"
"From what I know, the Divine Court and the Alliance are one entity, and the Alliance includes the entire human race of the universe. In a sense, I am also a member of the Human Alliance."
"If the Divine Court is a traitor, doesn't that mean the entire Human Alliance is an accomplice to the traitor, or that the entire Human Alliance is a traitor..."
"But who exactly betrayed us?"
Yang Shen felt very troubled: "The Zhu family ancestors did not mention the puppet empire. Is it because the empire had not yet appeared at that time? Or is it that the Divine Court betrayed the empire? That's too absurd!"
"Forget it, I'm not suited to be a reasoning expert at all. I'll just investigate when I have the chance in the future, when I enter the Celestial Realm. As long as it doesn't threaten me or the people around me, I'm too lazy to care too much."
"The universe is too big; I can only take care of myself."
Putting aside these unrealistic worries, Yang Shen focused on his journey.
However, when they were still some distance from the white hole, Yang Shen unexpectedly encountered another dimension.
In Earth's terms, it's actually a life-bearing planet.
This plane is nothing special, except that it has also been infected by a virus, and it must have been around for a long time, since there are already several thousand cultivators at the Butterfly Transformation Realm.
In fact, Yang Shen had encountered other planes several times along the way, but he only swept them over with his divine sense and did not pay much attention to them.
This time, he scanned the planet with his divine sense again and unexpectedly discovered an interesting baby, but the baby was in a very bad situation.
...
In the Muyuan world, in a small town in a remote mountainous area, a group of people are currently beating drums and gongs.
"Burn him to death..."
"He is a demon, and the reason we are facing such a plague disaster must be because of him!"
"Burn him to death, and we'll be safe!"
A group of hundreds of people shouted loudly, filled with righteous indignation.
The group of people formed a large circle at a distance, and inside that circle was a pile of firewood.
On the firewood lay a crying baby boy.
"Burn him to death..."
Everyone was shouting, but no one noticed a young man who had silently appeared in the crowd.
Yang Shen arrived here and observed the baby boy placed on the firewood. He noticed that ripples were constantly emanating from the baby boy's body.
The ripples were silent and invisible, and wherever they passed, the firewood beneath them seemed to be weathered away.
"Friend, what's going on here? Who is that baby boy? What are you planning to do with him?"
Yang Shen casually pulled someone aside and subconsciously used some confusing tactics while asking questions.
The person being questioned immediately replied without hesitation, "Brother, you're from somewhere else, aren't you? That baby boy is the source of the plague; he's a messenger of the devil, he brought the plague...blah blah blah..."
After listening for a long time, Yang Shen finally understood the cause and effect.
It turns out that the people in this plane actually regarded the apocalyptic virus as a plague. Of course, only a small number of people firmly believed this, but these people were almost all from remote mountainous areas and had never been exposed to cultivation.
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