20: Chapter 20 Supplementary Techniques, The Silent Land?

"Sigh..."

A soft sigh, like a heavy breath, slowly escaped Master Yuanxin's lips.

His once bright eyes became dim and dull at that moment, as if they had lost all vitality and vigor.

And all of this was simply because his little Disciple told him that he still could not bring his beloved pet along this time.

Ye Qingxuan acutely caught the subtle change on Master's face, and a trace of doubt inevitably welled up in his heart.

Could it be that during the time he was away, that mischievous little Xiao Jiu had caused some huge trouble at home again?

Otherwise, with Master's consistently steady personality, how could he reveal such obvious disappointment and vicissitudes?

Ye Qingxuan pondered inwardly, *Forget it, if I can't figure it out, I won't think about it anymore.* He only heard him say softly, "Master, this Disciple has some guesses. This National Destiny Game probably won't be too complicated. It can even be said to be effortless, and I will be able to return in no time!"

Hearing this, Master Yuanxin's eyes instantly burst with light.

He could not help but recall the series of farces and chaos brought by that little cat, Xiao Jiu, during this recent period.

This Devil King was simply a lawless troublemaker!

For these past few days, Xiao Jiu had been scurrying around Mount Mao, making the entire School restless.

At times it would sneakily infiltrate the kitchen and mess up the meals; at other times it would run to the practice grounds to cause trouble, or run to the Alchemy room to steal and eat Spirit Medicine. In short, it never committed any major offenses, but minor troubles were incessant.

However, despite being so mischievous and naughty, because its appearance was truly too endearing, even those few senior grand uncles showed it extra favoritism and pampered it exceptionally!

Which Daoist could refuse a cute Three-Flower Cat?

"After this mission is completed, those Cultivators at Foundation Establishment Perfection should all be able to make a Breakthrough."

Master Yuanxin thought again that once Ye Qingxuan completed the mission and obtained the rewards, these Cultivators would all advance to the Golden Core Stage, subsequently promoting universal cultivation and gaining Karma.

"Right, this is the basic method suitable for universal cultivation compiled by Master and various Fellow Daoists. Now there is a problem,"

Master Yuanxin took out a Jade Slip and handed it to his Disciple.

"Such a brain-dead Cultivation Technique?"

Ye Qingxuan took a look and only felt it was an eyesore.

Hearing Ye Qingxuan's words, the Sect Heads and Disciples of various Schools twitched their mouths; this supreme being really dared to say anything.

"This is being promoted nationwide, so of course the simpler the better. You think everyone is like you? Being able to figure out how to practice just this is already not bad.

However, a new problem has come up. The Cultivation Technique is too simple, and if foreigners steal it, they will probably be able to Master it as well. See if you can modify it a bit and add some restrictions or something."

Master Yuanxin glared at his Disciple and said irritably.

"Alright, I'll take a look when I have time,"

Ye Qingxuan could only take over this task.

"Remember, you are not allowed to mess it up arbitrarily. Just add the restrictions. If you dare to modify it into a heavenly book for me, see how I deal with you!"

Master Yuanxin exhorted repeatedly.

As he was thinking this, a commotion suddenly came from afar. Master Yuanxin did not need to think to know that Xiao Jiu was causing trouble again.

They saw Xiao Jiu holding a ginseng in its mouth, with a Daoist chasing after it and shouting as he ran, "Xiao Jiu, put down that ginseng! That's for Alchemy!"

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Yuanxin, your Mount Mao is truly lively,"

the various Sect Heads also loved to watch the excitement and joked one after another. However, looking at the Three-Flower Cat Xiao Jiu, their eyes shone brightly. It was the incarnation of a Metal Essence Holy Spirit, and the cat most favored by the Daoist gate; how could they not envy it?

Xiao Jiu flexibly dodged left and right, occasionally turning its head back to meow provocatively a couple of times.

Seeing the envious gazes of his old friends, Master Yuanxin shook his head helplessly and said to Ye Qingxuan, "You should go quickly and finish the mission to come back early, otherwise Mount Mao is afraid it will be dismantled by this cat."

Ye Qingxuan smiled and nodded, "Master, rest assured, this Disciple will definitely make a quick resolution."

After speaking, he sword-flew toward the back mountain, waiting for the transportation of the National Destiny Game.

Master Yuanxin looked at the direction where he left and muttered, "I only hope you don't modify it into a heavenly book."

Turning his head to look at Xiao Jiu, who was still making a fuss, he said, "You mischievous imp, when will you ever let people save some worry."

"Celestial Master Zhang, Abbot Kongming, are you two not going to CCTV Livestream yet?"

Master Yuanxin asked curiously.

"Of course we are going. Is Fellow Daoist Yuanxin not going?"

Abbot Kongming asked with some curiosity.

"Not this time. The various Elders of Mount Mao and a few of this poor Daoist's Disciples are all in seclusion. This poor Daoist has to watch this little fellow to prevent it from dismantling Mount Mao."

Master Yuanxin pointed at Xiao Jiu and said to his two old friends. Although Xiao Jiu looked small, it possessed the strength of the Foundation Establishment Late Stage. Currently, among those on Mount Mao not in seclusion, only Master Yuanxin could keep an eye on it.

"Haha, the Holy Spirit's mind is not yet mature. Fellow Daoist, you have to trouble yourself more. In that case, we shall take our leave."

Celestial Master Zhang and Abbot Kongming stood up to say goodbye, then flew away by maneuvering their artifacts.

At this time, everyone across the entire Blue Planet was in a commotion.

Countless people crawled out of their bedding and entered the live broadcast room.

Leaders of various countries were busy instructing their own Chosen Ones. The rewards of the previous National Destiny Game had let them taste sweetness and see the hope of narrowing the gap with China.

It was just a pity that Ye Qingxuan's strength was too powerful; they really could not think of a way to deal with him and could only worry in vain.

"Ding, time is up, transmission begins!"

At the same time, over at Mount Mao, Xiao Jiu seemed to sense something. With the ginseng in its mouth, it quietly ran over and obediently lay down beside Master Yuanxin.

Master Yuanxin gently stroked Xiao Jiu's little head.

In the back mountain of Mount Mao, Ye Qingxuan once again felt the wonder of transmission. As the transmission light flashed, he was swept into a completely unfamiliar world.

It was still the familiar large light barrier. Ye Qingxuan sat cross-legged as usual to wait for the start.

CCTV opened the livestream again.

In the live broadcast room, there were only Sister Qing and Xiao Sa again; Celestial Master Zhang and Abbot Kongming were on their way.

"Damn, last time it was still in the morning, why is this time chosen right at noon? I was right in the middle of a nap and was almost scared to death by the sound of the National Destiny Game."

"Who isn't? I'm both sleepy and unable to sleep right now."

The overall atmosphere of the bullet comments was still relaxed and pleasant. After all, they had seen Ye Qingxuan's strength; if there was really something he couldn't handle, worrying was useless.

Inside the National Fortune Live Broadcast Room,

it was still the familiar light barrier, with a light sphere floating in the middle. Their Daoist Ye sat cross-legged in the center, thinking about the Basic Qi Refining Method while waiting for the mission to begin.

"Ding, mission issued. Mission: Survive for 24 hours or kill ten monsters. Note: There is no reward for the death of the Chosen Ones. The mission is about to begin, please prepare, all countries."

"What the heck, only one mission? Survival or combat, pick one of two?"

"With Daoist Ye here, why still fear combat?"

"That's true."

...

"Ding, mission started."

The light barrier disappeared, and Ye Qingxuan found that this time he was by the seaside. He then spread his Divine Sense, and information within a radius of a thousand miles fell into his Divine Sense.

"Why is this thing? No wonder the mission has an option to survive for 24 hours."

Ye Qingxuan saw the appearance of the monsters through his Divine Sense and ignored them. With a wave of his hand, a defensive barrier enshrouded him, and he continued to sit cross-legged, looking at the brain-dead content in the Jade Slip while sorting out his thoughts.

"The mission has started, why isn't Daoist Ye moving?"

"He probably saw something with his Divine Sense."

"That is Junior Martial Nephew Qingxuan deducing the Cultivation Technique for you all."

At this moment, a familiar voice came from the CCTV Livestream. Upon looking, it was Celestial Master Zhang and Abbot Kongming.

"For us? Deducing a Cultivation Technique?????"

"Adoptive father, really?"

"We can become immortals?!?"

"The Spiritual Qi nowadays is already enough to support universal cultivation, but the Cultivation Techniques of various Schools in the cultivation world involve Daoist scriptures and various terminologies. If you haven't studied them since childhood, you might not succeed even if you practice for a lifetime. Therefore, various Schools in the cultivation world united to deduce a Basic Qi Refining Method suitable for everyone,"

Celestial Master Zhang narrated leisurely.

"It is completely written in plain language. Basically anyone who knows how to read can understand it. Immortal Master Qingxuan is currently putting the finishing touches on it, and once this National Destiny Game ends, it can be taught to you,"

Abbot Kongming added along.

"Second parents! Why aren't you hurrying to kowtow?"

"It looks like Daoist Ye is going to sit for a while. How about we go check out people from other countries?"

"That works too. Anyway, this matter can't be rushed, let's go take a stroll."

"Brothers, I'm going to check out the live broadcast rooms of other countries. Remember to call me if Daoist Ye makes any moves."

"Agreed, let's go, go, go."

The audience left as soon as they said they would. Soon, countless viewers rapidly flooded into the live broadcast room of the United States. In a normal live broadcast room, the servers would have long since crashed.

But this was a live broadcast room provided by the whole nation's strength, so there was completely no need to consider this point. There was also a portion of people who were too lazy to watch television and directly used Mental Energy to watch it immersively. The bodies of the Chinese people had been strengthened several times, so this bit of Mental Energy consumption was a piece of cake.

The Chosen One of the United States was still that genetically enhanced human, Colonel Rodell. He was still carrying a large, bulging backpack, and this time he was holding a six-barreled Vulcan cannon in his hand, obviously drawing lessons from the previous time.

The bag definitely contained all kinds of high-explosive bombs, and perhaps even miniature mushrooms like last time.

Last time, although his mission succeeded, he only got the basic rewards. Stimulated by Ye Qingxuan, Donald Trump probably issued some kind of order to him.

"Ding, mission preparation 10... 9..."

Suddenly, on the live broadcast room of the United States, all netizens exclaimed.

"What? Only survive for 24 hours or kill 10 monsters? Could it be some zombies like last time? This mission is way too simple!"

"Fuck, you idiot, this isn't simple, it's hard. If the monsters weren't powerful, how could it possibly be just killing 10?"

"Oh my god, then just how powerful must these monsters be if killing ten completes the mission?"

"For Daoist Ye, it's just a matter of a single slap."

"Top floor."

"Fuck, the Chinese are showing off Ye again."

"Can't help it, who made Ye a Chinese person? Why doesn't our United States have such a powerful person?"

During the last mission, Ye Qingxuan's powerful strength made almost everyone in the United States into his little fanboys. There was no help for it; the United States just worshipped individualism so much.

"Hahaha, these foreigners seem to particularly worship Daoist Ye."

"Isn't that obvious? Don't you worship him?"

"Of course I do, I can't wait to kowtow to Daoist Ye in person."

"There you go then."

"That's true too."

"Look quickly, the mission has started."

The countdown ended.

In an instant, Colonel Rodell entered a state of high alert, observing the surrounding situation. The location was by the seaside, next to a large expanse of jungle, with a small town in the distance.

Aside from the sea breeze brushing against his face and the sound of waves crashing against the shore, there was not the slightest feeling of danger, except for the lack of... Life Qi?

Colonel Rodell did not dare to be careless, holding a Gatling gun in one hand while carefully observing his surroundings. He looked at the seaside and jungle behind him, then gazed into the distance at the small town.

Pondering slightly, he walked toward the seaside and tentatively reached his hand into the seawater. The seawater was ice-cold, no different from ordinary seawater.

"No, I don't know whether the monsters come from the jungle or the sea. Staying by the seaside doesn't seem like a wise choice. To the town." Colonel Rodell quickly made a decision.

Then Colonel Rodell took a drone out of his backpack, preparing to scout around first. But soon, his brows furrowed: "Damn it, there is no signal. This can only be controlled using wireless signals at close range, and it can't transmit images in real time."

"Fuck you, I knew this National Destiny Game wouldn't let me pass easily."

Afterwards, he helplessly put away the drone and walked carefully toward the small town.

"Cool! The Colonel's experience is too rich."

"I have a hunch that this time we can complete the mission perfectly."

...

The citizens of the United States Empire were already excited, as if the national fortune rewards were already in the bag.

Soon, Colonel Rodell had walked onto the path close to the jungle. The further inward he went, the quieter it became. He vaguely felt something was wrong, but couldn't put his finger on it.

...

While viewers from various countries were watching, the live broadcast screen suddenly changed.

Several black shadows rushed over at extreme speed, dashing into the frame before everyone could react, and lunged at Colonel Rodell.

Colonel Rodell was indeed enhanced by genetic potions; his physical fitness, which was hardly inferior to Captain America's, allowed him to discover the black shadows in the first instance.

Without time to think further, he threw himself forward hard and dodged them.

Bang, bang, bang...

The black shadows coming towards him missed, tumbling a few times in the air before landing. Then Colonel Rodell took advantage of the momentum to spin his body and hid behind a large tree.

He finally saw clearly what these black shadows actually were.

They looked like some kind of arthropod creatures with grayish-brown bodies. Their limbs were slender and rock-like; they could stand upright on two feet or walk on all fours. Their palms and soles had only three phalanges, topped with sharp, long bones.

Even more terrifying were their heads. Completely hairless, on their incredibly ugly heads, the mouthparts could actually split into several sections, revealing the complex and disgusting internal organs inside.

The densely packed teeth in that mouth were sharp and long, like daggers, making one's hair stand on end. Moreover, these things had no eyes.

Bullet comments filled with cursing from various countries flew across the live broadcast room.

"Holy shit, these are this time's monsters?"

"They're fucking so ugly, and their speed is so fast."

"Is this the kind of stuff Daoist Ye saw?"

"No wonder Daoist Ye sat there without moving. I sensed it, and this thing isn't even as good as the snake Daoist Ye encountered at the beginning."

"Then won't Daoist Ye be slaughtering wildly again?"

"When doesn't Daoist Ye slaughter wildly?"

"That's true too."

"Damn Chinese people, can you stop showing off your Ye?"

"Exactly, exactly. This is Colonel Rodell's live broadcast room. If you want to discuss Ye, please get out."

"Hahaha, brothers, this group of foreigners has had their psychological defenses broken."

...

And our Colonel had no time at all to carefully observe what these monsters looked like.

As soon as the monster landed, it bounded and lunged at him again. Colonel Rodell hurriedly set up the Vulcan cannon.

Hum...

The unique firing sound of the Vulcan cannon merged into one continuous noise. Bullets flew out like beams of laser light, hitting one of the monsters. While shooting, he did not forget to throw grenades.

Bullets that could easily tear a person into pieces hit this monster, yet only managed to injure it. It took hitting it over a hundred consecutive times to tear their bodies apart, and then blowing it to death with a grenade.

One belt of ammunition was used up, killing three monsters.

"Oh my god, you scared me to death. These monsters aren't much after all; turns out they can be killed with bullets."

"Colonel Rodell is truly amazing, we've already killed 3 out of the 10 monsters."

"This time, we're going to get rewards again."

"Wait, what is that?"

"Oh my god, what did I see?"

The audience from the United States, excited a second ago, burst into cries of anguish the next second.

They saw that just as their Colonel was attacking the fourth monster, densely packed monsters of the same kind suddenly emerged from the surrounding jungle.

These monsters wove through the jungle, as fast as a speeding car, and were extremely agile. Counting carefully, there were hundreds of them.

"Motherfucker..."

Looking at so many monsters, a wave of despair surged in Colonel Rodell's heart. Although these monsters were strong, if there were only a few, he could kill them without much effort. Even a dozen or so could be handled with some minor injuries.

But now, there were at least several hundreds of them; other than death, there was no second possibility for him.

"Fuck, go to hell."

Colonel Rodell's eyes were bloodshot with killing intent. He took the micro mushroom out of his backpack, threw it out, and pressed the detonator.

Boom...

Amidst the violent explosion, hundreds of monsters were blown to death on the spot, and at the same time Colonel Rodell turned to ashes in the mushroom cloud.

"This..."

Looking at Colonel Rodell being engulfed by countless monsters on the live broadcast screen, watching him detonate the mushroom bomb, everyone in front of the screen was stunned.

All of this happened too fast.

The moment before, they thought this mission was secure; the next moment, so many monsters crawled out, and these monsters were even more powerful than zombies.

"This man is truly fierce and unyielding." Celestial Master Zhang also changed his views of him; daring to die for his country made him a person of character.

"Amitabha, well-intentioned, well-intentioned." Abbot Kongming silently recited a Buddhist chant.

"This bro is ruthless enough, he's a real man."

"Although he's a foreigner, he dared to hug the mushroom bomb and perish together; I respect him."

"Colonel Rodell is a hero of the United States."

"We support resurrecting the Colonel."

"I also support resurrecting him."

...

Not only the Chinese, people from many countries also felt a deep sense of respect toward Colonel Rodell. Regardless of stance, in the National Destiny Space he was fighting for his country. Just the fact that he dared to die for his country made him worthy of admiration.

"Ding, mission completed, but the Chosen Ones have died, without any reward. Will you expend national fortune to resurrect the Chosen Ones?"

The voice of the National Destiny Space sounded. Before they could express any opinions, more voices rang out.

"Ding, Japan's mission failed."

"Ding, South Korea's mission failed."

Australia, Maple Leaf Country, India, and other countries suffered almost the exact same fate.

First a small number of monsters appeared, and then a large number of monsters manifested, engulfing the Chosen Ones. Only a few Chosen Ones, just like Colonel Rodell, detonated mushroom bombs to perish together with the monsters. With neither rewards nor penalties, it could be considered the best outcome.

Alice, the Bloodline girl of Britain, relied on her Bloodline's alertness to stay by the seaside and had not yet encountered any monsters, making her currently safe.

The think tanks of various countries on Blue Star analyzed the timing and weaknesses of the monsters' appearance, and soon they discovered that the monsters had no eyes and hunted relying on hearing.

Visionary leaders chose to resurrect their own Chosen Ones and used communication opportunities to explain the monsters' weaknesses. As long as they could complete the mission, balancing gains and losses, there would at least be no net loss.

For example, the United States, Japan, and Damao, who perished together with the monsters, while India, Bangzi, Australia, and others accepted the mission failure.

...

Looking back at Ye Qingxuan here, after sitting for more than an hour, Ye Qingxuan finally finished deducing this eye-offending Basic Qi Refining Method according to Master's requirements—making it understandable for Chinese people while preventing foreigners from secretly learning it.

Ye Qingxuan stood up and walked toward the jungle.

"Daoist Ye has finally moved."

"The Cultivation Technique has been deduced?"

"With Daoist Ye's strength, he will definitely complete the mission very quickly."

"It's going to be a one-sided sweeping clearance again."