Wei Wuyin’s countenance was unusually pale as he continuously imbibed elixirs with mental energy recuperative effects. They were all ninth-grade, all at the peak-quality, and extremely effective. If not for these products, his actions would’ve long since left him severely debilitated to the point where simple thought and memory recollection would induce waves of pain, his Sea of Consciousness’ trained to its limits.
If not for his four Astral Souls, his eighty-one-centimeter Astral Cores, especially Eden’s Alchemic Eden Force, he wouldn’t dare to take this risk. However, the benefits of his successful actions left him giddy with excitement. As he steadied his breathing with closed eyes, his Second Mind was fully at work.
At this point, in the three women’s eyes, Wei Wuyin had fully scoured the mile-long shelves and spiritual platforms without missing a single spot or speck of dust present. They saw the veins throbbing on his forehead, the pulse of his powerful heart was overly active, and his breathing was like a storm at its eve.
“Did he find what he was looking for?” This sentence crossed the minds of not one, two, or even four women, but hundreds of others! At the sides, ordinary students were watching the event, inconspicuously sending spiritual transmissions. They were spies!
Wei Wuyin had arrived suddenly, concocted a transcendent product, and then last month caused an unsurpassed achievement of contributing enough to outright buy the entire Alchemy Section. At first, like many others, they were suspicious of his intent. Why buy so much? Why not take it little by little? It simply didn’t make sense for a mortal to be given the duty of learning the entire Alchemy Section, especially since some of it was written in the Language of Mysticism.
Moreover, the Mythical Oaths in place meant he could only teach, not copy. What was the point? However, this changed when Wei Wuyin began to act like a wild bull at a store of crimson capes, rummaging seemingly with purpose yet no purpose.
He was looking for something! That was the only logical conclusion. But what? A certain product’s concoction method? A certain journal entry of an expert? A lecture? There was no specific type of material that was scoured, with every type being searched equally, continuing to baffle all those who were kept in the loop.
It didn’t take long for them to find more information about Wei Wuyin, trace his origins to the Sacred Library, and they learned that Wei Wuyin had done the same! He was unable to find it and came to the academy! Considering the Sacred Library lacked Alchemical Legacies, perhaps he found a clue there and went here after.
This was just logic being drawn from his actions, and they could never determine that Wei Wuyin was unbound by oaths, that he had a Palace of Eden, a Second Mind, that he had Eden, that he was a mere mortal with a Sea of Consciousness that could put Ascended beings to shame, and that he had the will to take such risks!
Learning that he was the City of Endless’ True Destined Voyager made this silver-eyed mortal further surrounded by mystery to those with power and status. They grew increasingly baffled. Who was this person? What did he want? What was the Lord of the City of Endless planning? Countless eyes directed themselves at the City of Endless, and a few cultivators noticed faint disturbances occurring there!
Zhangjie Wushu frowned slightly.
After a long while, Wei Wuyin’s body finally relaxed as he opened his eyes. There was a distinct calm that radiated outwards, giving others a sense of peace and serenity. Cao Cuifen’s eyes widened slightly. Liu Suyin felt her heart race.
A quality seemed to have been added to Wei Wuyin’s innate bearing. If before, Wei Wuyin was an ignorant youth, curious and casual, then now he was like an experienced expert that grasped the secrets of the world, faced the vicissitudes of countless struggles and sufferings, yet retained an indomitable heart. Zhangjie Wushu’s pupils reflected the image of Wei Wuyin with uncanny clarity, and she felt moved without any additional action from Wei Wuyin.
Wei Wuyin slowly formed a smile. Without any warning, he regained his youthful, harmless, casual, and curious disposition, losing any semblance of that experienced existence. The shift caused Cao Cuifen and Zhangjie Wushu’s expressions to drastically change. Very few noticed, and most who did thought they had simply seen things, but these two were different!
Wei Wuyin walked over to the trio, “Is there someplace where Dao Instructors can rest without being disturbed?” Those words shook the trio out of their stupor, all induced by different reasons, and caused Liu Suyin to shift her eyes away from Wei Wuyin’s gaze. This was completely uncharacteristic of her typical personality.
Zhangjie Wuhsu kept her eyes focused on Wei Wuyin, unwavering and unfazed. “Yes, there is. I’ll bring you there.”
Suddenly, Liu Suyin shifted her eyes back, regaining her indifference, and calmly said: “We can’t stay for long.” She was trying to remind Wei Wuyin about the Time Vortex. They had a few more months until he would be able to return, and they had to factor in the journey there. If they missed this opportunity, given Liu Yinlan’s given timeline, there would be no one second chance for a long while. The Guardian might even ban him outright.
“…” Cao Cuifen remained silent, her thoughts indiscernible. She merely stayed close to Wei Wuyin as Zhangjie Wushu proceeded to escort them out of the Myriad Miles Library and into the streets of the academy. The journey would be taken on foot, as always.
Wei Wuyin looked at Liu Suyin, “I know. Whenever you think we need to leave the academy, we’ll go. Unless there’s a fourth destination?” He probed slightly, curious if the Sacred Library, Time Vortex, and Myriad Transformations Academy were the only three planned locations of this attempt to show him the benefits of being a True Destined Voyager.
“The last destination is back at the City of Endless,” Liu Suyin answered.
“What is it?” Wei Wuyin curiously said. The other two women remained silent, their thoughts focused elsewhere. But they both subconsciously glanced in the City of Endless’ direction. The lingering question in their hearts and the hearts of every true authority figure resounded once again.
What was Liu Yinlan planning?
“…the Sect Master will tell you when we return.” She answered cryptically, but Wei Wuyin could tell that she didn’t know. He imagined it was the personal cultivation instruction of a Worldly Saint, but also his final destination to decide life or death as well. In a way, Liu Suyin was his inescapable escort, shuttling him from place to place and meant to bring him back unharmed and excited for the future.
Wei Wuyin shrugged in acceptance. At the moment, he genuinely gave the feeling of a careless youth befitting his age, fearless and unsuspecting of others’ plots due to his outstanding genius and self-worth.
Liu Suyin sent a heavily concealed spiritual transmission, “What did you offer?” Unlike the others, she was deeply startled by Wei Wuyin’s ability to accumulate nearly four million Myriad Points. She knew that Liu Yinlan hadn’t given Wei Wuyin anything nor expected him to enter the Myriad Transformations Academy on anything but his status as a Mortal Sovereign Alchemist.
How could he possibly offer such a stupidly high amount of things to outright buy the entire Alchemy Section? Moreover, what was he looking for?
Wei Wuyin grinned, “Just some throwaway things.” The grin made Liu Suyin strangely want to throttle Wei Wuyin. But she restrained herself, feeling that he wasn’t willing to say anything in case others might be listening. While she carefully concealed her transmission, Wei Wuyin might not have the confidence to do so himself.
In truth, Wei Wuyin had answered honestly. He had offered throwaway things! While his concoction speed was utterly mind-blowing, Wei Wuyin often found himself concocting low-quality and high-quality products that his Astral Souls absolutely refused to refine, even if they were about to be put to death.
He wasn’t such a savant that made peak-quality so consistently and endlessly that he never made anything inferior. He often concocted high-quality and even low-quality versions of products, and many times, he used the Thirty-Three Heavenly Concoction Method.
Sometimes he would go through the process a hundred times before he could reliably concoct peak-quality products using the Thirty-Three Heavenly Concoction Method. Also, he often liked concocting newly acquired concoction methods simply for the sake of having them in his possession and feeling as if he had ‘mastered’ them. This obsessive and unique tendency of his existed long ago, even during his Myriad Monarch Sect days.
He had concocted a few Ever-Rebirth Pills without even knowing that Wu Yu needed one or anyone else for that matter, simply for the sake of doing so. He had materials, time, curiosity, and desire which was more than enough. His work ethic in practicing alchemy was borderline obsessive. There wasn’t a single product that he knew of that he hadn’t concocted to the peak-quality using the Thirty-Three Heavenly Concoction Method and concocted an obscene amount of times before reaching that point. <sub> </sub>
In the True Element Sect, he had sold off a few of these products to establish agents of information, essential spies, and network connections. Through this practice, he learned of Yue Songli’s planned attack from a descendant of a presumed member of Trueborn, likely one of the Demi-Mortal Lord participants of the attack. He had greatly benefitted from it.
However, it was truly a disgusting amount that he simply had in his possession, unused and untouched. Wei Wuyin even felt himself further descending this terrifying path, with transcendent products replacing peak-quality, causing him to have a pile of unused peak-quality products that his Astral Souls refused to consume.
Getting four million Myriad Points was costly, but it barely scratched the surface of what lay in his Saint Ring. If the world knew…
That said, the world would never know; Zhangjie Wushu had pocketed it all without batting an eyelash. Despite numerous inquiries, those authority figures of high status found themselves with no answers.
It took a few hours before they arrived at a large, cylindrical complex with multiple rooms. It had seventy-seven floors. The windows were made of similar material as the private V.I.P boxes in the coliseum, so only those inside them could see the outside. Those windows were very large, and there were balconies.
Wei Wuyin was stunned. He had never seen this type of living complex before, his heart raced at the novelty. A shared living space like this? Most were large-sized mansions or palaces, if not entire mountains with independent homes built on them. This type of complex was the first he’d ever seen in his life, so his interest was undeniably piqued. The world was truly expansive.
Like a child at a new museum, Wei Wuyin rushed in, neglecting the three astonishing beauties of varying ages and cultivation, all capable of attracting unimaginable attention, yet before this building, they became mere afterthoughts of this mortal youth.
Wei Wuyin’s Second Mind promptly sent over schematics of various buildings acquired from the Sacred Library, compiled and organized. As the pieces of information fused into his memories, his understanding of its architecture excited Wei Wuyin further. He was even more awed.
Liu Suyin found herself smiling. Cao Cuifen’s thoughts seemed to have settled and a determined light briefly glinted in her eyes. While Zhangjie Wushu’s brows furrowed, “Dao Assistant Cao, you can complete the rest. I have to return.” When she said this, she gave Wei Wuyin a final glance and then left without saying goodbye.
But just as she was about to leave, a loud voice roared out behind her, “I hope we meet again.” Her steps halted, her eyes shook slightly, and she turned around with a bright smile.
“We will,” she said with the strength of a promise. Then, she left with her ravishing figure vanishing into the crowd.
Wei Wuyin wondered if his actions had lent him a good result or not, unable to tell without the Heavenly Daos or Bloodline of Sin directly influencing the situation. Without any hints, he was unable to determine if this ‘hidden’ expert encounter would lead to anything substantial.
The next time they met, Wei Wuyin would understand just how significant his actions truly were.
The trio registered and with Wei Wuyin’s Alchemic Stars, he was given a room on the seventy-seventh floor, a penthouse-type complex with luxurious features. It was all for free. This was simply a benefit of being a Dao Instructor. This was merely a temporary right, lasting only a decade of free luxury, and then they’ll have to pay an exuberant fee for each day. According to the desk manager, it was 0.05 Myriad Points a day for the suite. A low-tier, low-quality ninth-grade product would only buy twenty days.
Extremely excessive.
They entered the room and found it filled with a thin astral and mystic essence that was barely visible to the naked eye yet unfathomably rich. This was a treasured ground that rivaled the best that the True Element Sect had to offer.
Wei Wuyin was blown away. But Cao Cuifen and Liu Suyin’s reaction was far more subdued, clearly experienced with this degree of treatment. Wei Wuyin found their lackluster reactions boring, and it made him feel like a hillbilly exploring city hotels before two socialites.
He coughed lightly and looked outside the window, seeing the ant-like cultivators, students, and instructors walking to their destinations or holding conversations on the streets. By this point, those outside were allowed to issue various requests to various students. They littered the streets, waiting for them to finish. With a wistful expression, Wei Wuyin’s eyes grew softer. He placed his right hand upon the glass, his sleeve slinking downwards as a glaring tattoo revealed itself.
Karmic Luck Value: 41,555.3.
First Calamity: Survived – 7/7.
Second Calamity: Claimed – 1/1.
Third Calamity: Suppressed – 11 Years.
Within the depths of his pupils, the light dimmed. Then, he heard a soft voice behind him.
“Envoy, can you leave the two of us alone? I wish to talk to Dao Instructor Wei about something.” Cao Cuifen asked, the strength and insistence behind her voice was evident.
But Liu Suyin frowned slightly, and said with the most flat tone: “No.”
Denied!
Cao Cuifen’s expression changed, her eyes slightly narrowed as she stared at Liu Suyin. Wei Wuyin turned around at this point. He knew that Liu Suyin wouldn’t leave him alone, especially in a place like the Myriad Transformations Academy that Liu Yinlan had very little influence in. He didn’t try to tell to leave for privacy, feeling there was no point in getting hit with a similarly dry ‘no’.
“Whatever you want to say, say it. She won’t leave, haha.” The wistful expression in his face was wiped clean as he pulled down his right sleeve.
“…” Cao Cuifen moved her eyes between Liu Suyin and Wei Wuyin, and then after a long while, softly sighed. Then, without any further hesitation, she moved towards Wei Wuyin, prompting Liu Suyin to move slightly, but then her eyes widened!
Cao Cuifen was extremely swift, her lips as soft as water, puckered ever-so-slightly, and instantly arrived on top of Wei Wuyin’s!
