One can see just how weighty a cultivation technique of this level is!
What's more, the greatest characteristic of this cultivation technique lies in healing—this also means longevity!
Its creator, the "Azure Emperor" who once dominated an era fifteen hundred years ago, is still the longest-lived martial artist to date—bar none!
This point alone is enough to drive some powerful martial experts, whose time is running out, completely mad with desire.
Moreover, it's even compatible with the vast majority of other cultivation techniques.
What does this mean?
It means you can cross-train! It means cultivators of this technique can master multiple arts!
If you were to add on a top-level technique, just how powerful would one become?
If it weren't for the Immortal, Martial Artist Shen Yu, being present, some of those here would probably lose control of their greed.
"Back then, I made a grave mistake that caused my husband and daughter to both die." The West Mountain Saintess gently stroked the scroll of golden gauze, her expression dazed, as if returning to decades ago. "When I wished only for death, I miraculously obtained this legendary cultivation technique. It felt like fate's mockery, but then I thought, perhaps this is Heaven keeping me alive, so I might save the world with this art and atone for my sins..."
Only now did everyone understand why the West Mountain Saintess was so obsessed with saving people.
For a moment, everyone fell silent.
And yet, as they looked at Martial Artist Shen Yu, a thought began to rise, uncontrollably, in their hearts.
Maybe, this really is Heaven's will—perhaps, it is for the West Mountain Saintess to deliver this technique into the hands of the reincarnated Immortal?
"This should be able to trade for quite a lot of grain. I'll tell you the exact amount once I get it." Martial Artist Shen Yu was silent for a moment, then stowed away the roll of golden gauze.
Actually, the value of those other elixirs was no less impressive.
Martial Artist Shen Yu recognized some of them.
There was one for which the West Mountain Saintess was most renowned—supposedly able to cure a hundred diseases!
No need to even talk about trading them to wealthy elites dying of illness—you think just their research value alone couldn't get you some food?
"No time to waste. I'm heading back to the Immortal Court." As soon as Martial Artist Shen Yu finished speaking, his figure vanished into a cloud of gray mist.
The people left behind on site looked at each other in astonishment, still reeling.
Meanwhile, Martial Artist Shen Yu returned to the Gray Mist Space, but only to use it as a transit point before heading directly back to his manor.
Shen Yu and interstellar world Shen Yu were both cultivating here.
As soon as they sensed his return, both stopped what they were doing.
"How did it go?" Shen Yu asked.
"Preliminarily resolved. Over at Moonstone City, turns out there are three or four million disaster refugees!" Martial Artist Shen Yu quickly and concisely described what had happened, then took out the scroll of golden gauze. "This may be the greatest gain of this trip."
Here, with no need to hide his emotions, he looked somewhat excited.
A legendary cultivation technique!
When he'd just crossed over to this world, he'd fantasized more than once about finding a legendary cultivation technique and embarking on the classic path of a transmigrator.
He never imagined that such a technique would land in his hands at this very moment!
"It really is impressive." Shen Yu, however, only gave it a cursory look and didn't seem to care much. Seeing Martial Artist Shen Yu so elated, he laughed. "But a technique like this was bound to come your way eventually. The bigger prize right now is the Gray Mist—that's three or four million disaster victims, after all."
"That's true, too." Martial Artist Shen Yu's excitement didn't last long; he slowly sat down, his expression turning a bit grave. "It's been a while since I left this manor. The outside is deteriorating even more rapidly than I expected—natural resources are vanishing at a terrifying pace."
The population density of this world isn't even that high—even if they stopped farming, hunting and foraging for wild vegetables and fruit should have sufficed.
But now, temperatures keep dropping, and resources are visibly dwindling by the day.
It's hard even to find wild animals now.
If it's this bad here, chances are it's no better anywhere else.
"Seems like you and the Martial Arts World need to step onto the stage quickly." Shen Yu nodded. "Still, food isn't the real issue—order is. That'll be your world's biggest problem."
"Agreed." Martial Artist Shen Yu couldn't dispute that.
This world is nothing like the other two.
There's no unified empire here, only huge cities and independent sects, each ruling their own territory!
The only reason things went so smoothly today, aside from the Gray Mist and all its means, was that one party happened to be his father-in-law.
And, not every master even has a faction.
Lone-wolf powerhouses might actually be in the majority.
Right now, these people simply haven't felt the threat of heavenly calamity themselves.
Food? One man's appetite—how much could you possibly need?
Winter's cold? My divine skill protects my body; heat and cold can't touch me.
No matter how many disaster victims perish, what's that got to do with a master like me?
There are plenty who think this way—no doubt about it!
It's not hard to imagine; once word of the "Immortal" spreads, all sorts of drama—and even danger—will come rushing in.
In the end, in a world with such weak order and a lack of any real civic culture, internal contradictions and action efficiency problems will be every bit as bad as the crisis itself.
"But it's not insurmountable." Interstellar world Shen Yu spoke up now. "In the Martial Arts World, strength is all that matters. When I head back, I'll see if I can get you a cosmic battleship—with full cannons!"
At this point, interstellar world Shen Yu could be considered the first in his world to experience the wonders of martial arts.
Though his body had been modified, and he was missing some meridians and so on—
Even so, the transformation of his spirit alone made him feel as if he had entered an entirely new plane of existence.
He was certain that when he got back, the Goddess of Hope would absolutely be shocked.
Don't think AI can't be surprised. If something turns out way different from the database, even AI will bug out.
"Well, I'll be looking forward to that, then." Martial Artist Shen Yu lifted his chin with a smile, looking absolutely confident.
The road ahead is rugged, but with help from his other selves across worlds—and the Gray Mist Space—he had no shortage of confidence.
After exchanging intelligence and ideas, Shen Yu also rose to return to his own world.
Now that the Martial Arts World has taken the first step, its demand for food will rapidly expand.
However, interstellar civilization had long ago entered the era of synthetic bioenergy.
Everything the body needs for energy and matter can be directly injected into the cyborg body.
The very taste of food can also be perfectly simulated.
It's not that they can't produce real food, but for now, grains from the Mother Star will be a bit more palatable to the Martial Arts World.
But just as Shen Yu returned, he received Ji Mingshu's latest intelligence summary.
In the few hours since he left to cultivate in the Martial Arts World, the Eastern Country had already launched swift action.
An official video released online had caused a furor across the globe!
It showed piles of eye worm corpses stacked like mountains!