Chapter 34: Space Battleships, the Kind with Big Guns!

One can see the weight of a cultivation technique of this caliber!

Furthermore, the greatest characteristic of this technique lies in its healing properties, which also implies longevity! Its creator, the "Azure Emperor" who dominated an entire era fifteen hundred years ago, remains the longest-lived martial artist to this day—without exception. This alone is enough to drive powerful martial arts experts, nearing the end of their lifespans, to madness.

Moreover, it is compatible with the vast majority of other cultivation techniques. What does this mean? It means it can be studied as a secondary discipline! It means its practitioners can master multiple paths! If one were to combine this with another top-tier technique, just imagine how formidable they would become! Were it not for the presence of the "Immortal" Martial Shen Yu, some in the crowd might have been unable to restrain their own greed.

"Back then, I made a mistake that led to the deaths of both my husband and daughter," the Holy Maiden of West Mountain said, slowly stroking the golden silk scroll, her expression distant as if she had returned to decades past. "When I intended to seek death, I obtained this legendary technique. I felt it was a cruel twist of fate, yet I thought, perhaps this is Heaven granting me life to use this art to aid the world and atone for my sins..."

Only then did everyone understand why the Holy Maiden of West Mountain had such an obsession with saving people. Silence fell over the group. Yet, looking at the Martial Shen Yu before them, a thought involuntarily emerged in their minds: Perhaps this was truly a divine mandate, intended for the Holy Maiden to deliver this technique into the hands of this reincarnated Immortal?

"It should be able to exchange for a significant amount of grain. I will inform you of the exact quantity later," Martial Shen Yu said after a moment of silence, putting away the golden silk.

In truth, the value of the other medicinal pills was equally high. Martial Shen Yu recognized several of them. One was the most famous of the Holy Maiden's elixirs, claimed to be a panacea for a hundred illnesses! Even without considering trading them for grain with wealthy, terminally ill patrons, their research value alone would be enough to secure food.

"There is no time to lose. I am returning to the Immortal Court," Martial Shen Yu declared, his figure vanishing into a swirl of gray mist. He left those present behind, looking at one another in lingering awe.

Returning to the gray mist space, Martial Shen Yu used it as a transit point to head straight back to his manor. Shen Yu and Interstellar Shen Yu were both there, cultivating. Sensing his return, they ceased their practice.

"How did it go?" Shen Yu asked.

"The initial problem is resolved. There are three to four million refugees in Moonstone City!" Martial Shen Yu gave a brief and concise account of the events, then pulled out the golden silk scroll. "This might be the greatest harvest of this trip."

He no longer needed to conceal his emotions here; his expression was somewhat exhilarated. A legendary technique! When he had first transmigrated to this world, he had more than once fantasized about finding a legendary technique and embarking on the typical path of a transmigrator. He had not expected such a technique to appear in his hands just like this!

"It is indeed impressive." Shen Yu glanced at it indifferently, not taking it too much to heart. Seeing the look on Martial Shen Yu's face, he smiled. "However, one will eventually have opportunities to obtain such techniques. The true harvest right now is the gray mist, and those three to four million refugees."

"That is also true." Martial Shen Yu’s excitement did not last long. He sat down slowly, his expression turning slightly solemn. "I have been in this manor for a while without venturing out. The situation outside is even worse than I anticipated; natural resources are withering rapidly."

The population density of this world is not high. Even without farming, people could survive by hunting and gathering wild vegetables and fruits. But now, the temperature is continuously dropping, and resources are diminishing at a visible rate. Even wild beasts are hard to find. If it is this bad here, it is likely no better elsewhere.

"It seems you and the Martial Arts world must make your move soon," Shen Yu nodded. "However, the grain issue is manageable. The key lies in order—that is the most troublesome aspect of your world."

"Yes," Martial Shen Yu could not deny this. This world is different from the other two. There is no unified empire; only independent major cities and various sects acting in their own interests. The reason things went so smoothly today, aside from the supernatural displays facilitated by the gray mist, was primarily because one of the parties involved was his father-in-law.

Furthermore, not all experts possess power or influence. Lone-wolf types may well be the majority. These people currently do not feel the threat of the natural disaster. Grain? How much can one person eat? Cold winter? My divine arts protect my body; neither cold nor heat can harm me. What does the death and suffering of refugees have to do with an expert like me?

There are certainly no small number of people who harbor such thoughts.

It is easy to imagine that once news of the "Immortal" spreads, all sorts of troubles, even dangers, will follow. Ultimately, in a world with such fragile order and a lack of civilized concepts, internal conflicts and issues of operational efficiency will be no less difficult to manage than the disaster itself.

"But it is not unsolvable," Interstellar Shen Yu said at this moment. "In the Martial Arts world, strength is the only law. When I return, I will see if I can apply for a starship for you—the kind with cannons!"

At this moment, Interstellar Shen Yu could be considered the first person in his world to experience the wonders of martial arts. Although his body had undergone cybernetic modification and some meridians were missing, the spiritual transformation alone gave him the feeling of having stepped into a brand-new level of existence. He believed that when he returned, the "Goddess of Hope" (AI) would definitely be shocked. Do not assume an AI cannot be surprised; if a situation arises that deviates significantly from the database, the AI will also experience confusion.

"Then I shall look forward to it," Martial Shen Yu said, head held high with a smile, looking full of confidence. Although the road ahead was rocky, with the help of his other selves and the gray mist space, he lacked no confidence.

After briefly exchanging intelligence and ideas, Shen Yu stood up and returned to his own world. Since the Martial Arts world had taken the first step, the demand for grain would expand rapidly. However, interstellar civilization had long entered the era of synthetic biological energy; all the energy and substances the body required could be directly injected into cybernetic limbs, and the flavor of food could be directly simulated. It was not that they could not produce grain, but in the short term, the more conventional food from the home planet would be more easily accepted by the Martial Arts world.

However, no sooner had Shen Yu returned than he received the latest intelligence report summarized by Ji Mingshu. In the few hours he had been away cultivating in the Martial Arts world, the Eastern Nation had rapidly launched an operation. A video released by the authorities had caused a massive uproar across the global network! It showed a vast, mountain-like pile of corpses of the eye-monsters!