133: Forced into the city

Gu Yuchuan activated all his concealment Spells and Divine Abilities and set off. He even moved along the ground, not daring to fly in the slightest. He didn't know how long it would take to reach the Immortal Dao's station, but to him, it was all worth it. Only his safety was paramount; everything else could be set aside. His mission, after all, had no time limit.

However, he discovered a problem: there were quite a few patrolling officials in the vicinity. They vaguely formed a massive grid. From the information he gained through Soul Seizing, he identified this as the Heavenly Net, which could detect any information regarding Cultivators. If he tried to pass through now, his invisibility would surely be broken.

Therefore, he could only reveal his form to pass through. This was equivalent to the city-guarding arrays outside cities, except in this Canglan Realm, there weren't just city-guarding arrays; there was also the Heavenly Net for defense between regions. It seemed that the high-and-mighty Liu Xiu wanted to keep the entire world firmly in his grasp. He also knew that his Technological Immortal Dao was truly a shortcut and was much weaker than the orthodox Immortal Dao. If they were allowed a breather, they might actually be able to resist him, which he naturally was unwilling to see.

Fortunately, there were many Mortals who also wanted to pass through the checkpoints. This was a world of technology, and the Mortals below naturally enjoyed many benefits of technology. Their daily living conditions were better than those of the Mortals in the Qingyun Realm. Once their daily needs were secured, they naturally had certain spiritual needs, such as traveling.

With economic development, the rise of the tourism industry was inevitable. Right now, the Mortals lined up in front of Gu Yuchuan were all preparing to travel. Suddenly, the sound of a commotion came from ahead, and a woman shouted.

"Why won't you let us through? Didn't that person in front just pass through smoothly?" Her voice was very loud, making sure everyone heard her.

The official in charge utilized his magic power, and his voice was extremely loud: "We have just received a notice. From now on, no Mortals are allowed to leave their respective areas. All of you, go back."

The woman continued to shout, "On what grounds? I spent so much money and waited in line for so long. My husband passed through right in front of me, so why can't I? I don't care, you have to let me through!"

No matter how good the official's temper was, his expression turned very ugly after being shouted at like this. He pulled out a gun and fired a shot, leaving a large hole in the woman's forehead.

"Listen up, I'm not negotiating with you. This is an order from above. Your only option is to obey. Anyone else who obstructs official business will end up like this."

Many people began to retreat, and Gu Yuchuan had no choice but to follow them. Gu Yuchuan realized this was a restriction placed on him by the higher-ups. The other side definitely knew that someone from a Different Realm had entered, just like the Demon Venerable. Although they didn't know exactly where the person from the Different Realm had landed, they could still sense their arrival.

Now, it would be difficult to leave by posing as a Mortal; he could only pose as a Cultivator. However, the Cultivators here were all officials, so he couldn't just take someone's place. He had no choice but to head toward the town. He hadn't expected that in reality, he would actually enter Heyang City. This was clearly not good news. The Heavenly Eye in the city was even more omnipresent, making it harder to leave once inside. However, he had developed another good idea and would plan it out slowly.

Outside Heyang City, he followed the crowd into the city and obtained a simple identity. He rented a small house in Heyang City and settled down. To blend in, he even found a job helping someone sell tofu. He did this for three days, acting so convincingly that he seemed just like any other working Mortal in Heyang City.

However, in secret, he was doing two things. First, he was looking for a Cultivator who wasn't an official, planning to absorb the technology fragments from them to pose as a technological Cultivator. Second, he wanted to see if he could contact that imprisoned Golden Core Stage Cultivator deep underground to see if he could cause some major trouble for this world. If he could, it would make his subsequent tasks much easier.

The most urgent matter was to take someone's place. The Cultivator he had his eye on was a middle-aged man with no friends and very poor talent. He was at the Qi Refining Third Layer and had no money; his life was likely to remain this way forever. Replacing him wouldn't cause any major ripples. Crucially, he had a legitimate reason to leave: he didn't want to wait for his Lifespan to run out and die, so he was planning to go out and seek an Opportunity.

One night, Gu Yuchuan killed him and devoured his essence, preparing to transform into him. As for his current body, he couldn't just let a living person perform a vanishing act; that definitely wouldn't work. He pretended to be gravely ill and, unable to afford treatment, passed away. Thus, he became that middle-aged Cultivator, Wang Chuanjun.

After changing his identity, he didn't rush to do anything. Instead, he spent every day drinking and enjoying himself, just like the former Wang Chuanjun. But in secret, he had already begun to contact the Golden Core Stage Cultivator below. This time, they met in a dream, using a secret treasure given to him by the Demon Venerable.

At this moment, within a dreamscape, Immortal Master Xuanqing woke up from endless pain. Before him was a sea of clouds. He touched his head, and the long-standing pain had vanished without a trace. There were no longer so many tubes on his body absorbing his life force. His eyes brightened for a moment but quickly dimmed again.

He realized that he was currently illusory, a spiritual body. His Physical Body was still undergoing endless torture underground.

"You Technological Immortal Dao bastards, don't bother using your schemes to plot against me anymore. I won't say a word. Give up on that idea."

Gu Yuchuan stepped out at that moment: "I am not from the Technological Immortal Dao."

However, the other party clearly didn't believe him, his eyes filled with wariness: "Over all these years, how many methods have you used to plot against me? Haven't they all failed? Posing as someone from the Immortal Dao—you've used that trick several times already. No need to continue."

Gu Yuchuan simply laughed. Xuanqing's hatred for technology was truly profound.

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe me. I'm not here to ask you anything. I've only come for one thing: I cannot bear to see a Senior of my Immortal Dao suffer such pain."

He looked up at Gu Yuchuan: "That is not something a junior at the Foundation Establishment Stage like you can handle. I'll say it one last time: if you're from the technology side, get lost. If you're from the Immortal Dao, then run. I've accepted my fate. Let it be."