(Five updates today. After finishing the remaining two chapters, I'll also enrich some of the previously mentioned scenes. I'll start the Cloud Ten Adventures tomorrow? (ˉ﹃ˉ?))
"Seeing exotic customs can be quite interesting."
Yun Shou is currently invincible and is just playing around.
However, this exotic atmosphere is not exactly pleasant.
The lower and middle-class people in the desert area were all horrified when they saw him playing with the bluish-black elemental energy between his fingers.
Adults would kneel down and kowtow, and only after Yun Shou's footsteps had faded into the distance would they carefully get up and leave.
Several children were chasing and playing, their upper bodies bare, covered in yellow sand and mud. One of them, whose gender was indistinguishable and whose face was dirty, tripped over a stone.
Yun Shou raised his hand from dozens of meters away, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth lifted the little guy up.
The child seemed to possess some kind of sentience; after regaining his footing, he turned his head directly in his direction, and Yun Shou just managed a smile...
The little guy was startled by the energy in his other hand and knelt down on the ground with a thud, performing a less-than-perfect kowtow. You could see his/her thin body and frail bones trembling.
Yun Shou lost his smile.
This godforsaken place is just as Lao Yun said, morally bankrupt.
This is really not a good place; it's far worse than the Three Kingdoms region!
In the Qinghe Gang, even if the children in the fishing village saw the (former) gang leader Xu Ruohai, they would at most hide behind the adults in fear, but they would never act like this!
He casually gathered his vital energy and injected it into the child's body, replenishing his energy to combat hunger and cure some of his sub-health conditions.
As Yun Shou walked toward the altar, he was also deep in thought.
What kind of powerful martial artist could change the world and recreate the universe in one fell swoop?
Demons can perform rituals to brainwash and transform others as early as the second realm.
Human beings have stronger spiritual power within the same realm, but it is more troublesome. Spiritual power is only an auxiliary tool for mobilizing the energy of heaven and earth. Direct soul attacks are possible, but changing a person's mind requires many steps.
But is it only through the methods of the Great Western King that one can reverse the decay of a dynasty, with tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, of corrupt ideas, and carve out a bright and clear future?
Or, with absolute force, like the simulated martial arts kingdom (Chapter 159), suppress with high-level martial arts, gradually assimilating and changing it.
"My empathy is overflowing again," Yun Shou sighed. He was still just a human being, lacking the so-called divine qualities of a strong person.
I didn't feel this way in the Three Kingdoms region, but when I came to such a desolate desert area, I couldn't help but feel sorry for it because of the contrast.
"I am still a 'mortal,' a mortal who has gained power but has not lost himself and who does not eat beef on the spot."
He was satisfied with the current situation.
He didn't want to become a machine that only knew how to cultivate and level up, with his mind full of comprehending the Great Dao. Every time the simulation started, he would find a deep mountain forest to go and grind for levels and essence.
That way, even after ten simulations, they might reach the sixth or seventh level, but they would also become robots.
"Martial arts is merely a path for me to achieve freedom and follow my own heart."
"Let me live longer, live happier, and live more freely!"
"When I am strong enough, I will make this world a better place—all those who stand in the way of a better life, such as the Otherworldly Demons, the Devouring Beasts, and the Martial Returners, will be wiped out!"
"&￥%?"
Suddenly someone shouted from the side. Yun Shou turned his head and saw a middle-aged man dressed in luxurious clothes staring at him.
Upon seeing Yun Shou's face clearly, the middle-aged priest's expression quickly turned to shock and anger, and he uttered three strangely accented words in the Three Kingdoms dialect: "Eastern, Region, People?"
Now here comes the punching bag.
Yun Shou nodded: "Yes, that's right, it's me, you guessed it."
In case the other party couldn't understand, he spoke a few more sentences in the Three Kingdoms.
The middle-aged priest was indeed enraged. In his upbringing, the people of the Eastern Regions were, in some ways, even more despicable than the people of the grasslands!
The grassland people also have secret techniques (martial arts), but these techniques are extremely limited. Only those who have the blood of the Golden Family, are born with extraordinary talent, and are qualified to practice them are qualified.
The desert people can tolerate this. Putting themselves in their shoes, the golden bloodline of the grassland people is just like their priests and divine guards. Although the grassland people also have secret techniques, they do not pass them on indiscriminately.
But the people of the Eastern Regions—misuse secret techniques!
I've heard that in the Eastern Region, even ordinary people from ordinary families can eventually learn secret techniques if they're willing to work hard. For wealthy commoners with a little bit of wealth, learning secret techniques is incredibly easy!
This is blasphemy, this is utter blasphemy against sacred magic!
This is a way to break through defenses.
Our most precious black truffles, you can find them everywhere?
We cherish every last drop of watermelon, and you're using it to feed pigs?
Whoosh!
The middle-aged priest extended his claw, deep yellow energy swirling around his fingertips. It turned out that this priest, whom he had only met by chance, was actually a powerful martial arts master!
Even a martial arts master in his forties has a slim chance of breaking through the Grandmaster level by uniting his martial arts will and spirit before his blood and energy decline!
Yun Shou swept his leg and knocked him down.
An ordinary move, yet with extreme stats, and the middle-aged priest crashed to the ground.
But he was a martial arts master, and he instantly withdrew his hands and braced himself against the ground.
Yun Shou grabbed his arms and helped him do a stretching exercise.
The middle-aged priest's face was getting closer and closer to the ground, only a little over a foot away.
But! He is a martial arts master, a martial arts master whose qi flows throughout his body!
The energy was released directly from his face, so his face didn't even touch the ground!
"Are you fucking never going to stop?" The next moment, Yun Shou's shoe-covered foot stomped straight down on the back of his head, slamming his head into the yellow earth with a bang.
It turned into an upside-down scallion.
The martial arts master's strong physique prevented the middle-aged priest from dying, but Yun Shou ultimately defeated his internal energy, and he was in for a lot of trouble.
Thinking of the child who kowtowed to him, Yun Shou felt that it wasn't enough, and that something was missing in his heart.
They pulled the middle-aged priest's head out of the ground and then planted it back in.
Pull it out again, then plant it again!
Nine craters, each the size of a human head, appeared directly on the ground.
One last time!
Yun Shou planted the middle-aged priest all the way up to his waist!
"That feels good."
If he hadn't killed the other party, and had actually started indiscriminately killing, he didn't want to put in the effort to deal with the aftermath: if he lost the support of the higher-ups, that child might be kidnapped by other tribes and forced into slavery, where he would suffer an even worse fate.
He continued walking toward the altar, and after he left, the patrolling warriors of the tribe who had been watching for a while finally dared to step forward and dig out the priest.
There was nothing they could do; although they were "warriors," they were ultimately just mortals who hadn't mastered any secret techniques.
If there were other priests around, they would dare to rush forward to show their courage and try their luck for the reward... but there was only one priest around.
So who are they trying to impress with all their might?
They weren't so confident that the priest wouldn't die even if he were planted with a carrot!
...
Yun Shou had arrived in front of the huge altar.
Because of his undisguised actions and his increasing proximity to the spawn points of highly aggressive monsters, tribal warriors, divine guards practicing secret arts, and priests all rushed over.
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