Otherworldly Desert Dust-Chapter 647 - 599 Land Key Immortal
In Infinite City, an inexplicable wave of cursing suddenly erupted.
The various clans may have vastly different ways of expressing joy, happiness, and praise, but when it comes to cursing, they have reached an exceptional consensus, centering their insults on family and radiating outward to the entire lineage.
Listening to the cacophony that rose and fell, and watching the Human Clan Ten Thousand Veins stand on the streets unitedly cursing, Wu Hen suddenly realized something... Wanting humans to unite solely on the basis of benevolent ideas is impossible to reach consensus; the better the environment, the more diverse the thoughts become, and this diversity ultimately alienates everyone.
However, when humanity faces a common enemy, like an Evil Sword Immortal that requires the united effort of all humans to resist, thoughts can merge. Ultimately, it makes the Human Clan Ten Thousand Veins as united and loving as they curse their Black Immortal, feeling the resonant brilliance of humanity's anger amidst the curses!
This is what the Buddha meant by "If I don't enter Hell, who will?" No wonder Fairy Gong Qin, in her quest to save the world, would give rise to the idea of becoming an Evil Sword Immortal, stepping into the fray herself to achieve the unity of the Human Clan Ten Thousand Veins.
A race without a natural enemy often becomes its own greatest enemy.
"Aren't you angry that they're cursing you like this?" Fairy Gong Qin asked, her tone still predominantly negative.
"No worries, they like riding the drop tower; I'll give them another round," Wu Hen replied, as he once again formed the Heaven and Earth Sword Control Technique!
This time, Wu Hen did not attach the "shithill code" to the Heaven and Earth Sword Control Technique.
Not surprisingly, the crowd of cursers once more soared into the sky, transforming into images of people and swords. At times, they formed a line in the blue vault of heaven, and at other times, arranged into bright, cursing words spelling out "Xishiya Lei!"
Using these cursers to form a conspicuous curse barrage in the sky, this creativity was something praised by Nuwa Lineage's compatriots.
Everyone in the homeland knows that Lord Wu Hen has a fiery temper, but the human tribe in Cang Chu Divine Realm is too young, thinking that Wu Hen, having become a Black Immortal, should adhere to the virtues of immortals.
"Don't they know that Lord Wu Hen is Heavenly Court's Sharp-Hearing Ear, who can pinpoint whoever curses him instantly?"
"This Infinite City is really interesting, with different shows playing out every day."
"Yes, actually the Human Clan Ten Thousand Veins can get along well under certain constraints, and the Cang Chu Divine Realm isn't a bad Holy Land for us humans to reside. Ultimately, what forces us to clash arms against each other is that wretched otherworldly erosion, pressing our living space tighter."
"Wow, there are curse barrages floating in the sky again, what's written on them?"
"Kids shouldn't ask, it's too dirty!"
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An entire afternoon, Wu Hen fought with the people of Infinite City. While the human temperament was fierce, Wu Hen also transformed into the Key Immortal, hurling an uncountable number of curse barrage words formed by the ranks of vault of heaven people.
The people Wu Hen tossed into the sky as characters were furious, complaining about being shaken and still cursing.
Wu Hen never understood the meaning of being soft-hearted; having become a Black Immortal, why should he indulge them?
Fairy Gong Qin saw that Wu Hen was furiously exercising the Heaven and Earth Sword Control Technique, and naturally had no intention of stopping him.
At the moment, she felt like being a language teacher, earnestly teaching a noble language, while her student had a take-it-or-leave-it attitude; but once someone insults him, the student, without further teaching, grabs the dictionary, looks up words, and curses back... How to say, he learned something after all.
"Everyone, wake up!!"
Suddenly, a wise person in the city shouted loudly, "Have you never heard of that prophecy? Once, there was a shepherd who went up the mountain to graze sheep and met a woodcutter. The two started chatting for an entire day before heading home. The shepherd's sheep were well fed, but the woodcutter gained nothing..."
"Look at the Black Immortal cursing you all afternoon, but his speed at exercising the Magic Formulas is getting faster; he's using you all for cultivation... And you, aside from getting a mouthful of invective and a free tour from flying to the earth, have gained nothing!"
The wise person in the crowd was a wake-up call for the hot-blooded folks from all clans, who couldn't bear to take a loss, but couldn't stand seeing others benefit.
Realizing Wu Hen's cultivation was still growing, everyone immediately shut their mouths and resolutely distanced themselves from this area, unwilling to be manipulated into human swords by Wu Hen any longer!
The curses stopped entirely, and Wu Hen felt a sense of loss as if seeing foul-mouthed netizens exiting the chat group one by one in the bamboo forest.
"That's enough for today, you have another class tonight," Fairy Gong Qin stood up and returned to her hut.
"Fairy, tomorrow teach me some sharper Magic Formulas, if anyone dares disrespect an Immortal again, I'll make them understand what the Key Immortal Mixed Element Thunderclap Hand means!" Wu Hen also proactively sought learning.
Fairy Gong Qin nodded, but as she turned back into the hut, she couldn't help but twitch her lip into a smile.
It turns out, when you're pointed at by a thousand, it's fine to curse them back one by one; after cursing, you feel relieved, without needing to kill them all.
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After completing the exuberant night class, Wu Hen also finished a fulfilling day.
Just as he was about to sleep, he realized dawn was approaching.
Fortunately, at his current realm, simply closing his eyes to rest was as good as deep sleep... But sleep is such a happiness, Wu Hen wouldn't like those Immortals who gave up fasting, insomnia, and desiredless purity; if he could achieve such a state of no desire or pursuit, why cultivate immortality at all?
Recently, mornings are off; Cai Lan probably has other things to deal with.
In Modern City, he found a bakery with delicious bread and ordered an iced coffee, basking in the morning sun, enjoying the unique small life of the city, Wu Hen felt wholly relaxed.
"I'll have a cup too, thanks." At this moment, a person in a checkered shirt came over, holding a thick report that made him look like an early morning programmer.
He sat next to Wu Hen, deliberately waiting for the iced coffee to arrive, took a sip, and then spoke: "The Star Marker has been confirmed, very similar to our previous speculation. Not only do we need to fix the spatial coordinates, but we must delve into the temporal coordinates."
"That's your work, why tell me?" Wu Hen outright refused to talk work.
"I have to tell you because it concerns Cangling," Li Feng said.
"Oh... then go ahead," Wu Hen nodded, his interest piqued at the mention of Cangling.
"Firstly, the Star Bridge to the Holy Land of Mankind is broken. To explain using prison theory, the only bridge for escape from the Cang Chu Divine Realm we currently live in is blocked. Neither we nor our descendants can escape this Cang Chu!" Li Feng said.
