Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

"Drowning Lane: Royal Power!"

Wang Quan spoke first, "When did you arrive?"

"I have to wait here all day before I can leave!"

Da Ri Dao Sumali smiled and said crisply, "I came the day before yesterday; the identity token originally said that I could leave after waiting here for a day; but yesterday, it suggested that I wait here for two more days."

"They said they might meet a temporary teammate."

"So I've been waiting for now!"

Wang Quan suddenly realized: "I see!"

"My identity token is telling me to wait a day!"

Sumali smiled and said, "Then let's wait a day!"

"Now that we've cleansed ourselves of evil, and there's no evil to bother us for the time being, we can study the Taoist scriptures here!"

Wang Quan's heart skipped a beat, but he subtly changed the subject: "You said you have hundreds of door god paintings, what does that mean?"

Sumali smiled shyly: "Actually, I was just bragging!"

"I only made seven or eight!"

Wang Quan: "Oh!"

"You study the Taoist scriptures first, and I'll study that door god painting."

Sumali chuckled: "No need to study it. It's something like a magical artifact that can only be used in the underworld."

"If you have a house in the underworld, you can put it on the front door."

"They'll help you guard the door!"

"Without your permission, none of them, whose strength and resources are inferior to yours, can enter your residence."

Wang Quan's heart stirred, thinking of the mansion given to him by the bride from the underworld: "Wouldn't it be better if we posted a few more pictures?"

Sumali shook her head: "I don't know!"

"I haven't acquired any properties in the Underworld yet; the elders in the second level of the inner landscape said that we should go to the far west before acquiring any properties, and then we'll know for sure."

The two chatted idly for a while, but then Wang Quan looked at the ruins and suddenly had a thought: "If we rebuild the houses in these ruins, could we create a safe zone?"

Sumali frowned: "I don't think so!"

Wang Quan didn't believe it. He patted the box, and paper figures flew out, then transformed into various craftsmen, who began to repair the house with clanging and clattering sounds.

Sumali wasn't interested in that, but instead blinked: "Could it be that you find it indecent to use the sky as a blanket and the earth as a bed? Is that why you built a house?"

Royal power...

"I just wanted to try and see if I could create a safe zone."

Sumali observed the king from head to toe and found that the man was handsome and had a good physique, but his face looked rather young.

She thought to herself, "It must be a young person; they're a little shy!"

"In that case, I'll lend him a hand!"

Thinking of this, she pounded her chest, then coughed forcefully, exhaling a cloud of yellow smoke.

The billowing smoke transformed into numerous chattering little people and sprites, which plunged into the ruins and busied themselves frantically.

Although it was their first time working together, the paper figure and the little man worked together quite well.

After a series of clanging sounds, in just over half an hour, a manor rose from the ground.

This efficiency is far faster than building in the real world.

As the manor was born, darkness encroached from all around, and flesh and blood sprouted on the walls.

Just as the king was about to make his move, the manor collapsed with a deafening roar.

Then, darkness slowly eroded the ruins.

Sumali sighed, "It seems there's no way to build a safe zone!"

Wang Quan's heart stirred: "I'll go to the real world and repair the ruins there!"

Sumali was taken aback: "Why?"

Wang Quan laughed: "I feel that the route nodes arranged by the tokens are actually meant to allow us to create small safe zones!"

"Furthermore, I'd also like to know if there will be any special consequences after creating a small safe zone!"

Sumali became interested: "Okay, I'll go too!"

call out!

The two descended into the real world.

In the real world, on a desolate land, stands an abandoned manor.

The abandoned state of the manor is exactly the same as that of the second layer of the world, even the piles of white bones lying on the ground are the same.

call!

The king's power blows the wind, carrying away the white bones.

Sumali coughed, released yellow smoke, dug a pit outside, filled it with bones; and finally made a large grave.

Then the two of them recited the sutra for saving people at the grave to prevent the bones from becoming abnormal.

Finally, they released paper figures and little people to build the manor.

At the same time, the two took to the air, looking in all directions, searching for signs of the manor's destruction.

As a result, all that met the eye were white bones.

call out!

Seventy-two trails of smoke and dust soared, carrying royal power to observe all directions.

He surveyed the surrounding area for hundreds of miles around the manor and found no human habitation, only bones scattered everywhere.

The once fertile fields have been abandoned, and the villages have been deserted.

Wild dogs and wolves roamed the ruins, gnawing on the bones.

Various monsters with glowing red eyes roamed among them, collecting bones to serve as provisions.

Wang Quan randomly grabbed some spirits and asked, "Why are all the people here dead?"

However, these monsters are not very bright; all they can do is roar and bar their teeth.

Wang Quan frowned and casually tossed them away.

Before the monsters could land, seventy-two streams of dust chased after them, enveloped them, and swallowed them whole.

He then expanded the patrol area until it stretched for thousands of miles before finding some normal spirits.

These spirits, carrying patched bundles and wearing animal skins and grass skirts around their waists, moved forward cautiously and quietly.

At this moment, royal power descended, instantly stunning them.

"Who are you?"

The many spirits threw down their bundles, pulled out pitchforks, kitchen knives, and other weapons, and stared at the king with murderous intent.

Wang Quan smiled and said, "Everyone, I'm a good person!"

The spirits sneered, "Good people? Where in the world are there good people?"

"All the good people are dead!"

A weasel spirit pointed to a ruined village not far away and choked up, saying, "Hey, there are good people here. When I used to steal eggs, they only scolded me, they didn't hit me."

"They're all dead now!"

"If you're such a good person, why don't you just die?"

Wang Quan's lips twitched: "Those who wanted me dead, I've killed them all!"

The many spirits felt a chill run down their spines and dared not speak again.

Wang Quan coughed: "Everyone, I have surveyed the area within a thousand miles and only found a group of normal spirits like you."

"What about the other normal spirits and monsters?"

"And why are all these people dead?"

"Is it plague? Or war? Or... famine?"

The weasel spirit choked back tears: "Everything you said is true."

Royal power...

"A few years ago, there was a rebellion, and both sides went on a killing spree!"

"Now the land is scorched and barren, devoid of human habitation."

"It is said that you have to travel 30,000 to 50,000 miles south before you can see any signs of human habitation."

"As for the other normal spirits, they were all killed by the rebels and used as military rations."

"And some of the unfortunate ones were eaten by those crazed beasts!"

Wang Quan's heart skipped a beat: "Those red-eyed monsters?"

The weasel nodded: "Not bad!"

"They used to be the rebels' beasts, they went mad from eating so many corpses; they escaped the camp and scattered across the land, hunting us everywhere!"

"We're almost starving too!"

At this point, many of the little spirits choked up and cried.