Devour: Can you also draw entries from clone projection worlds?

Wei Wen remained silent for a while, then took out a cloth bag from his pocket and pushed it in front of Kou Zhong.

"Take it."

Kou Zhong opened the cloth bag, inside were several silver ingots and a bottle of wound medicine. He looked up at Wei Wen, his eyes slightly red.

"Brother Wei, you..."

"What are you crying about, you big men? You can't go out in the world without money," Wei Wen said. "This little bit of money isn't much, it'll only last you a while. The wound medicine is something I made myself; it can treat both external and internal injuries."

Kou Zhong gripped the cloth bag, his lips moved as if he wanted to say thank you, but he swallowed the words back.

Xu Ziling whispered to him, "Doctor Wei, will you still be in Yangzhou in the future?"

"I don't know, maybe it is, maybe it isn't."

Kou Zhong stood up, stuffed the cloth bag into his arms, took a deep breath, and as if he had made a major decision, suddenly reached out and tightly grasped Wei Wen's shoulder.

"Brother Wei, the day I, Kou Zhong, make something of myself, I will definitely come back to find you!"

Wei Wen smiled and said, "Alright, I'll wait until you two boys make something of yourselves."

The two boys turned and ran out of the inn, disappearing into the night.

Wei Wen sat in the corner, watching the direction they left in. He slowly picked up his teacup, took a sip, and found the tea had gone cold, leaving a bitter taste on his tongue.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling's life journey is about to begin, while he... has been leisurely for so long, and his strength has not recovered to a satisfactory level.

"It seems that without the right opportunity, it's really difficult to improve one's strength quickly."

[Year Two, Entry Selection in Progress...]

Another white entry, but Wei Wen is used to it.

Not every world can be like the low-level martial arts world, where you can easily draw blue, purple, and gold items.

The more advanced the world, the harder it is to obtain advanced keywords.

This is normal, because according to his speculation, the higher the energy level of the world, the more energy the system needs to consume, and the less it can allocate to entries.

Wei Wen carefully put the entry away, his mind at peace. White is white, little by little, it adds up.

In the spring of the third year, Wei Wen, whose strength still had not improved enough, chose to leave Yangzhou.

He did not follow Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, nor did he go to find them.

On the one hand, it was meaningless, and on the other hand, he didn't want to change anything, lest the butterfly effect render his predictions of the plot worthless. So he chose another path and went to Luoyang.

Luoyang was the eastern capital of the Sui Dynasty and one of the most prosperous cities in the world. It was a melting pot of all sorts of people, with various factions deeply entrenched in their own ways.

Wei Wen found a small shop here, hung up a sign that read "Holding a Healer to Save the World," and continued his itinerant medical practice.

Days passed by, uneventful as water.

He treats minor ailments for his neighbors every day, and when he encounters difficult or complicated cases, he can usually manage by consulting medical books.

His medical skills are much better than before he transmigrated, not because of any special ability, but because of solid learning.

Having spent nearly sixty years in a low-level martial arts world, his medical knowledge had reached a level where he could establish his own school.

However, in this world of martial arts, this level of medical skill is nothing special.

Of course, he wasn't really content to be a doctor. Every night, he would release his domain to sense everything within a hundred feet.

The city of Luoyang is teeming with experts; the auras of various factions—the demonic sects, the orthodox schools, the government, and the underworld—intertwine and crisscross within the area.

He sat quietly in the center of his web, like a spider, sensing the tremor of each thread.

In the autumn of the fourth year, he heard some rumors that two young masters had appeared in the martial arts world, one wielding a knife and the other using fists, their martial arts were strange and their origins were unknown.

They first offended the Sea Sand Gang, then they got into trouble with the Giant Kun Gang, and recently they heard that the local bullies in Luoyang are also causing them trouble.

As Wei Wen listened to the discussions of the江湖客 (jianghu ke, people from the martial arts world) in the teahouse, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Who else could those two boys be but Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling?

However, it seems that he, like a butterfly, still flapped his wings and changed some things, even though he didn't know it at the time.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling did not "accidentally" meet Fu Junzhuo as in the original story, so they naturally did not learn the Nine Mysterious Techniques.

But fate has a powerful inertia, and they still embarked on the path of martial arts.

Legend has it that their martial arts skills were derived from a Taoist secret manual, also known as the Longevity Manual.

Kou Zhong's swordsmanship was fierce and ruthless, while Xu Ziling's fist techniques were graceful and agile. The two cooperated perfectly, their skills seamless.

Wei Wen put down his teacup, got up, and left the teahouse.

He returned to Yangzhou, not to find Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, but to go to a place called Shilong Dojo.

Shi Long has been dead for more than two years, and the temple has long been abandoned.

The gate was tightly shut, the courtyard was overgrown with weeds, and the main room was covered with a thick layer of dust.

Wei Wen pushed open the half-closed door and went inside, passing through the backyard and arriving at the secret room where Shi Long cultivated.

The secret room was small and empty, with nothing inside.

There was a painting on the wall depicting a Taoist priest riding a crane to ascend to heaven; the brushwork was simple and unadorned, with flowing lines.

Wei Wen stood in the secret room for a long time.

His domain told him that there was a place in this secret room where the primordial energy of heaven and earth was particularly abundant.

It's not a painting on the wall, it's something underground.

Wei Wen squatted down and tapped the blue bricks on the ground with his hand. The sound was hollow, indicating that there was no hollow underneath.

He pried up the brick, revealing a small hidden compartment containing a jade box. Inside the box were two scrolls of silk.

The Secret to Longevity!

In the original novel, the Longevity Manual was discovered by Fu Junzhuo in a secret chamber of the Shilong Dojo.

In this life, it's unknown whether Fu Junzhuo has come, but what's before us is indeed the Longevity Manual. This divine skill has been hidden here, waiting to be discovered.

Wei Wen stared at the two scrolls of silk and remained silent for a long time.

He picked up the silk book and turned the pages one by one.

The text on the silk scroll is ancient and obscure, mostly Taoist terminology, but it doesn't matter if you can't understand it.

He doesn't need to "practice," he only needs to "understand."

With the help of the Unity of All Laws and the Free and Unfettered Way, coupled with the martial arts foundation he had accumulated in the low-level martial arts world, he completely comprehended the mental cultivation method of the Longevity Mantra in less than three days.

The fusion of the Taoist true energy of the Longevity Technique and the true energy of the Northern Darkness went even more smoothly than he had expected.

Both originate from the same source and are the highest principles of Taoism.

The true energy of the Longevity Technique made him more sensitive to the primordial energy of heaven and earth, and also caused a qualitative change in his genetic energy.

Previously, the focus was on quantity; now, it's on quality.

He left the Shilong Dojo. Before leaving, he thought for a moment and decided to put the longevity manual back in its original place.

Opportunities are something that will come to whoever is meant to have them.

Okay, actually, he was just curious about who could obtain the secret to immortality.

In the fifth year, spring came again.

Wei Wen stood by the window of the inn, watching the bustling crowds and traffic on the street. His mind was much calmer than before.

In this world, he was no longer in a hurry to become stronger, at least he didn't want to rely on the Northern Darkness Divine Art to absorb internal energy, as for the entries... there was no use in being anxious.

What I learned over decades in the low-level martial arts world needs to be internalized again here.

It's not that they're bad, but rather that the rules of heaven and earth here are different, and the energy level is higher, so some of our previous experiences and techniques need to be adjusted and optimized.

This is a long process; it cannot be rushed, nor can it be done in a hurry.

This also dampened his enthusiasm for collecting low-level cultivation techniques from various worlds, because... it's very likely that he won't need them in the next world, not to mention the main world, Devouring Star.

However, we can focus more on things like the domain and the artistic conception.