135: Entered the wrong door and worshipped the wrong Buddha

As the stars shifted, after ending another battle, Qin Dong rested for a while.

He then began preparations before setting off. First, he went for a stroll in the city and found the eye of the City Guardian Formation on a statue.

The statue wore a dragon robe and gazed into the distance.

Its facial features had long since become blurred.

One could only wonder whose promised land it was meant to protect amidst the flames of war.

Host: Qin Dong

Cultivation: Foundation Establishment Stage Great Perfection (100%)

Cultivation Techniques: Yellow Rank Cultivation Method x203, Mysterious Tier Cultivation Technique x50, Earth-Tier Techniques x11, Heaven Rank Cultivation Technique x1

Physique: Thick Earth Spirit Body, Soul Sealing Body

top-up points: 2700

... "I don't have many top-up points left again."

Qin Dong raised an eyebrow.

He spent 2500 top-up points to buy a batch of Golden Core Realm Formation Materials and significantly strengthened the city's Formations.

After making all the preparations, he found Wang Wantang. After explaining his plan to head to the front lines, Wang Wantang expressed her understanding.

She understood that this wasn't just some reckless gamble on his part.

However, she was still a bit uneasy.

Due to her nature as a young girl, no matter how much Qin Dong tried to reassure her, worry remained etched on her face.

Until Qin Dong, out of options, performed a thorough "rod" education.

During this education, Wang Wantang finally understood and agreed with a blushing face.

"I'll leave Fierce Sky Seat here for you to command. If you encounter a major crisis, immediately activate this token."

"Also, whatever you do, don't run around or put yourself in danger, do you hear me?"

After the instructions were finished, it was time to part.

Qin Dong took out his Flying Sword, leaped up, and took to the sky.

"Lecher! You must come back safely to Wantang!"

"I know..."

Watching his figure disappear into the distant horizon, Wang Wantang bit her lip.

"He tells me not to run around or take risks, yet he goes off himself without even looking back."

Wang Wantang made up her mind to Cultivate even harder... Qin Dong felt regret as his top-up points were about to hit zero.

Had he known, he wouldn't have indulged so much in the gentle embrace of romance, which had drained both his energy and top-up points.

He suddenly remembered that this was the Immortal Realm; a lack of strength was the ultimate sin.

If he didn't get more top-up points to improve his cultivation, he would be in trouble if some external enemy or demonic invasion occurred in the future.

Besides that, he also planned to upgrade his own Physique and help Wang Wantang with Physique Fusion.

In short: he was short on Spirit Stones.

Therefore, he decided to get Spirit Stones!

He had to become stronger!

...After packing up a bit, Qin Dong prepared to head out.

But his damn handsomeness couldn't be hidden at all.

To prevent attracting any more little Fairies, he intentionally made himself look a bit peculiar this time.

Next, Qin Dong searched through all the spatial rings on his person. After topping up his remaining two thousand Spirit Stones, he spent another thousand top-up points to buy an anti-probe mask in the system space that could cover his face.

"It's gone, my Spirit Stones, not a single drop is left."

"Now that I've made myself look like this, surely there won't be any more little Fairies throwing themselves at me."

Qin Dong nodded with satisfaction.

Then he took out his Flying Sword, leaped up, and took to the sky, his figure disappearing into the distant horizon.

After flying for a while.

Originally, he had planned to go to the Western Yan Dynasty's frontline camp to earn military merits as a Loose Cultivator.

But as he flew, he gradually lost his sense of direction.

He swiped his spatial ring, wanting to find a map, but after searching through it, he was dumbfounded.

"Oh no, did I forget to bring the map?"

Qin Dong's expression changed as he thought back carefully.

He really hadn't brought the map!

It was over. He had been too busy enjoying the tenderness and hadn't looked at any information regarding the frontline terrain of the Western Yan Dynasty... He couldn't even find the way... "In that case, I still have an ancestral secret technique for positioning."

Qin Dong slightly raised his hand and pinched a spell gesture, circulating his true essence.

"Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, whoever I point to is the one I'll choose, that's where I'll go!"

Changing direction, he flew off toward another side on his sword.

During his flight, he passed through countless landscapes.

Various sceneries flashed before his eyes, and the ground below seemed like a series of flowing scrolls.

The vast fields, the shimmering lake surfaces, the willows by the riverbanks, and the vibrant life caused many Mortals on the ground to look up in envy.

"Father, what is that?"

"Kneel down quickly, that is an Immortal!"

"If an Immortal is in a good mood, he might bestow an Immortal destiny!"

A child knelt on the ground and bowed devoutly.

With a whoosh, a book was thrown down from the sky.

In mid-air, Qin Dong smirked, hoping the kid would enjoy this male-male Dual Cultivation Technique.

He didn't expect that ten or twenty years later, many male Cultivators in Donglin Prefecture would lose their precious chastity because of this playful act... After this little interlude, he flew forward for a long time.

Finally, with the help of several investigative techniques, he saw a city in the distance.

At the city gate, a recruitment office for Cultivators was bustling with activity.

It looked like they were busy registering some Cultivators.

Qin Dong was overjoyed; he had finally met someone!

He immediately sped up and headed toward the recruitment office.

"Excuse me, Fellow Daoist, do you wish to become an army-attached Cultivator?"

An attractive Cultivator saw Qin Dong approaching from afar and immediately went to greet him.

Although the other party wore a mask covering the lower half of his face, the world of Cultivation was full of wonders, so such an outfit wasn't considered strange.

Qin Dong nodded and directly stated his purpose.

"My name is fake name, a Loose Cultivator at the eighth level of the Qi Refining Realm. I want to become an army-attached Cultivator."

Hearing this, the other man's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly led Qin Dong into the recruitment office.

The two sat down at a table. After a simple inquiry and a series of procedures, Qin Dong successfully completed his registration as an army-attached Cultivator.

"Fellow Daoist fake name, please wait in the military camp for three days."

The man waved casually, and two soldiers nearby immediately stepped forward respectfully.

Soon, Qin Dong followed the two soldiers through multiple checkpoints and arrived at a military camp.

The large camp was very noisy, with various shouts echoing in his ears.

On the training ground, black-armored soldiers stood in perfect Formation, their Aura as grand as a rainbow.

Having undergone rigorous training, each was clad in armor, held a war blade, and had a sword hanging at their waist. They stood tall, and their Qi was at the third level of Qi Refining.

After walking for a while longer, they finally stopped in front of an area.

"Immortal, please." One of the soldiers respectfully made a gesture toward Qin Dong.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist, are you also a newcomer? Which number are you today?"

A teasing voice suddenly came from the side.

"Number 244," Qin Dong replied.

"Oh, what a coincidence, I was number 240 yesterday," the man laughed.

Then, Qin Dong heard him continue, "The treatment from the Southern Unification Dynasty is truly excellent."

"The daily military pay for us Loose Cultivators is a full five Spirit Stones!"

"What? South... Southern Unification Dynasty?"

Hearing this, Qin Dong was dumbfounded. "Oh no, I've entered the wrong door and worshiped the wrong Buddha."