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"Anyone who can reach the threshold of immortality truly has some ability." Walking out of the Twenty-Four Solar Terms Heavenly Valley, Geor
"Anyone who can reach the threshold of immortality truly has some ability."
Walking out of the Twenty-Four Solar Terms Heavenly Valley, George couldn't help but sigh.
In just one week, he felt he had gained immensely.
Originally, when he first began studying the various Daoist techniques of this world, he had only just scratched the surface.
Relying on magic from other worlds—similar in principle and mutually adaptable—he was able to learn faster than most. With his solid foundation, even as a beginner, he could wield techniques more powerfully than locals who had studied them for decades.
But in truth, his research into each Daoist technique had remained shallow, barely touching the surface.
Now, after a week of studying Ziyang Zhenren's Daoist inheritance, his progress had multiplied exponentially, and he gained many new insights.
With Ziyang Zhenren's inheritance, once he obtained the Lending Daoist Technique of Shen Chong—one of the Four Madmen—he would no longer fear an inability to refine it.
Once the Lending Magic was perfected, he could attempt to travel across different worlds, borrowing and cultivating power to rapidly strengthen his true body.
"No wonder the heroes of various sects were able to derive the Eight Miraculous Skills from this. It's a pity to leave it here. Better to store it in my small world and study it slowly later."
With a slap of his palm on the ground, the Moving-Mountain Spell activated. The entire Twenty-Four Solar Terms Heavenly Valley tore free from the earth, rising into the air before being absorbed completely into George's small world.
After finishing, he teleported away instantly, returning to Beijing.
Not long after his departure, a short-haired pink-haired girl arrived at the Qinling Mountains with a group of "异人" (superhumans).
After trekking across mountains and rivers, when they finally reached the location of the valley, they were stunned.
"How could this be!"
Before their eyes, there was no Heavenly Valley at all—only a colossal pit.
They had gone through great effort to capture Mei Jinfeng and learn the location of the valley, yet it had vanished without a trace.
"Mei Jinfeng comes here once a year. It's only been a few months since her last visit. What kind of force could move an entire valley?"
The short-haired pink-haired girl was Qu Tong, the president of the Yao Xing Society.
At the moment, she assumed some faction had discovered the valley ahead of them and, with great manpower and resources, had dug it out entirely.
She simply could not imagine that one person alone could accomplish such a feat.
"Investigate!"
Her brows furrowed tightly. Unable to figure out which faction was responsible, she waved her hand, ordering her subordinates to search the area.
Even she could not move an entire valley—unless it was done by Quan Shi Tong.
But if Quan Shi Tong had acted, she would have heard something. After all, she had people inside.
"President, it seems this valley was taken less than a day ago. It was removed in one go—there are no traces of machinery or excavation, and no evidence of anyone else around."
After some investigation, the superhumans returned, their voices hesitant.
The results were so bizarre, even they found them hard to believe.
"You're… not joking with me, right?"
Qu Tong's eyes widened.
"What you're saying is… someone used some kind of sorcery to move an entire valley all at once?"
"At present, that seems to be the only explanation."
The superhumans forced the words out, though they themselves struggled to believe it.
Qu Tong's lips twitched.
"You think this is Yu Gong Moves the Mountains? That there are Yellow Turban Warriors descending to haul it away for him? Can't you see how massive this valley is?
And you're telling me one person moved it with mere spells? You think he's a deity?"
In Beijing, after discreetly erasing every memory Jin Yuanyuan and her parents had of Jin Baobao, and even strengthening their bodies, George left again.
At this point, he no longer needed the identity of Jin Baobao. To continue under that name and remain entangled with the family's affairs would only waste his time.
He should devote all his time to rapidly gathering Daoist techniques useful to him.
Once collected, he could retreat into the Twenty-Four Solar Terms Heavenly Valley inside his small world, using Ziyang Zhenren's inheritance as guidance to merge, refine, and optimize them.
Thus, his next target was Zhang Chulan's Qi Body Source Flow.
He already possessed leverage to make Zhang Chulan hand it over willingly—that leverage was Feng Baobao's true identity.
Guizhou, Liupanshui, Biyou Village—high above.
"How did he end up in such a remote place? Could it be he accepted another mission?"
After divining Zhang Chulan's location, George discovered he was neither in Beijing nor Tianjin, but in Liupanshui, Guizhou. Helpless, he shifted there using phantom displacement.
From the soul-searching he had conducted, he learned that Quan Shi Tong was divided into eight parts.
At the top was the Board of Directors, under which were seven major regions: East China, South China, North China, Central China, Northeast, Northwest, and Southwest.
Zhang Chulan belonged to the North China Region, which oversaw Beijing, Tianjin, Hebei, Shanxi, and central Inner Mongolia. Its leader was Xu Si.
Guizhou, however, belonged to the Southwest Region—clearly outside Zhang Chulan's jurisdiction.
"Hm? This place is strange. So many superhumans are here, and quite a few are powerful. Even Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing are present.
And yet, I've never heard of any famous sect or family around here."
Sweeping the area with his spiritual sense, George's face twisted into a peculiar expression.
None of these people were supposed to be in Liupanshui, Guizhou.
Thinking it over, he decided not to dwell on it, and descended directly into the village.
Experts? They might be so to ordinary superhumans. But to him, they were nothing more than weaklings—just a matter of whether they were large weaklings or small ones.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
Landing, he walked forward and knocked on the wooden door of a house.
By his sensing, Zhang Chulan was inside, along with Feng Baobao and several strong individuals.
"Who's there!"
The moment the door was knocked, a wary voice came from inside, followed by the door creaking open.
"Brother Jin?"
Seeing George standing there, Zhang Chulan's face showed clear surprise.
How could he not be surprised?
Just days ago, in Beijing, George had helped Wang Ye resolve his troubles. Yet soon after, Zhang received a mission to capture Chen Duo, a temp worker from the South China Region.
The reason: Chen Duo had killed the South China leader, Liao Zhong.
The mission was critical to the abolition of temp workers. Zhang had no choice but to bring Feng Baobao along. Other temp workers from different regions were also involved.
During their pursuit, they discovered Chen Duo had joined a group called Biyou Village.
Thus, capturing Chen Duo became secondary. The mission shifted to eradicating Biyou Village, apprehending Ma Xianhong, recruiting the village's superhumans into the company, and dispersing the ordinary people awaiting transformation.
And just as he and the other regional temps were discussing tomorrow's battle plan—the knock came at the door.
(End of Chapter)