Chapter 302 Museum

Inside the museum.

Wei Yuan's true form slowly opened his eyes.

He had just used the Yellow Turban Warrior Body Protection Art and the massive Blooming Moment one after the other. His Mountain God body had been almost entirely depleted. He had no choice but to return to his physical body. However, what Zhu Jiuyin said at the end had truly terrified him, leaving behind a lingering sense of horror.

Qiongqi, one of the Four Perils.

It had the appearance of a ferocious beast and knew the art of transformation, usually appearing as a winged tiger.

If the Four Perils could not accurately express their strength and status, then they could be represented by the Four Spirits that guarded the four directions of the world.

Qiongqi's strength was at least no weaker than the White Tiger of the West.

Another theory was that Qiongqi was actually the rebellious son of Emperor Shao Hao. Shao Hao was one of the Five Emperors of the human race, and in the mouths of the gods, he was actually called the White Emperor of the West. His son transformed into the winged tiger Qiongqi and was exiled to the West. Wei Yuan instinctively felt that Qiongqi might be related to the White Tiger.

It seemed that he should try to avoid going to the *Shan Hai Jing* world recently, and if possible, not go at all.

If he had to go…

Wei Yuan's gaze swept over his refrigerator and suddenly felt at ease.

Then he would go find Zhu Jiuyin!

Qiongqi was a fierce god at the level of the Four Spirits of Heaven, skilled in battle and fond of eating people.

And when it ate people, it had to start from the head.

Zhu Jiuyin was an ancient god on the same level as the Queen Mother of the West.

It was unknown whether Zhurong and Gonggong could defeat Zhu Jiuyin, who supported the Nine Underworlds.

Qiongqi was no match for the two gods of water and fire and was exiled by Emperor Shun.

Clearly, it would also be no match for Zhu Jiuyin.

Wei Yuan casually wrote down on a piece of paper the levels of strength of the gods he knew.

Above ordinary Mountain Gods was the level of Gu's and Xiang Liu's remnant souls. Above that were the true forms of Gu and Xiang Liu. This was a level clearly above ordinary Mountain Gods and Water Gods. Gu could kill Bao Jiang, and Xiang Liu had to swallow five mountains in one gulp.

Further up was Wuzhiqi, a Lord of Disaster who controlled a divine lineage, and the Four Spirits of Heaven and the Four Perils of Earth.

Even stronger was the level of Geng Chen. After all, Geng Chen, as Yinglong, had participated in the campaign against Chi You. In his true spirit's memories, Geng Chen was the number one general of Kunlun.

The strongest known were the Queen Mother of the West and Zhu Jiuyin.

The Queen Mother of the West controlled Kunlun, the center of the *Shan Hai Jing* and the Divine Land, and Zhu Jiuyin supported the Nine Underworlds, representing the Netherworld.

Of course, further up were the existences and origins that had retreated into mythology and no longer appeared, such as Nuwa and Fuxi. Related legends and powers were Nuwa's seventy transformations a day and mending the heavens.

And Fuxi was the creator of the Divine Land's dragon totem, the oldest creation god recorded in the Chu Silk Manuscript, the first king to perform the *fengshan* ceremony on Mount Tai, and the creator of the Eight Trigrams.

Wei Yuan looked at it and found that he could only stay at the very bottom. In the *Shan Hai Jing* world, he could fight ordinary Mountain Gods.

In the human world, he had to fight to the death if he wanted to fight Mountain Gods and Water Gods.

Or call for help.

*Ding*, you consumed three games and summoned a water monkey *1.

Consuming the item, a serving of spicy fish head, summoned a Mount Longhu cat *1.

You used the skill "Three Meals," and the Mount Longhu cat entered a berserk state.

Wei Yuan silently complained in his heart, retracted his gaze, and shook his hand to burn the piece of paper to ashes.

If he really faced Qiongqi, Qiongqi could kill him. Not to mention Lu Wu.

Lu Wu…

Wei Yuan's eyes flashed with the aloof, cold gaze of that god, seeing his weapon pierce Yu's shoulder, seeing Jue being locked on the summit of Kunlun by chains made of golden divine power. He closed his eyes and his face was calm, but he continued to analyze.

Lu Wu should be below Zhu Jiuyin, with a higher status than Yinglong, but his combat power might not be stronger than the latter.

After all, Geng Chen first represented the gods and Emperor Xuanyuan in fighting Chi You, and then followed Yu in fighting Gonggong and Wuzhiqi. It was clear that he was a type of heavenly god who focused on combat. Gods had different distinctions in their authority. Even if their authority was stronger, if they were not good at combat, they might not be able to defeat those whose divine power was weaker but were extremely skilled in combat.

However, Qiongqi… those two big wings…

Wei Yuan coughed lightly and tapped his brow with his finger.

“Withdraw!”

He checked, and the *Hu Tian* (pot heaven) had completely broken away from normal magic. Instead, a talisman representing this *di sha fa* (earthly fiend technique) appeared in his soul. Wei Yuan tried it and found that his magic power entering the *Hu Tian* was like trying to pry Mount Tai with a strand of noodles. Mount Tai would naturally not move, and the noodles would only break.

However, there was a vast divine power within the *Hu Tian* magic.

Wei Yuan faintly felt that he could rely on the divine power left by Zhu Jiuyin to cast the complete *Hu Tian*.

However, this divine power was clearly a consumable.

Wei Yuan glanced at it and found that Bo was doing well, now circling inside the *Hu Tian*, so he felt relieved. He would let this guy stay inside for now. It was a bit of a pity to waste an opportunity to open the *Hu Tian* Emperor Pool in order to release Bo.

He would let it out after half a month, during the Daoist-Buddhist debate.

Wei Yuan sent a message to Bo, telling the latter to stay put.

Then he put the bronzeware back.

He took out his phone and, thinking of what Zhu Jiuyin had said, hesitated before deciding to dial the number. Soon, the call was answered, and a woman's lazy voice rang out: "What's wrong? Did you have a conflict with Jue'er and need your big sister to help?"

Wei Yuan's mouth twitched and said, "We're doing very well."

"No need to worry."

"Thank you."

A woman's laughter came from the other end of the phone. She said lazily, "Then what is it? Did you find something of Yu's again?"

The woman's voice immediately perked up.

Do you think I'm someone who specializes in finding Yu's news?

Moreover, it would be strange if Yu's things were so easy to dig up.

Wei Yuan said helplessly, "Of course not."

The woman became a little lazy again and said:

"If it's not about Yu, and it's not about you and Jue, then what is it?"

Wei Yuan hesitated and said, "It's about Yu."

He said, "I met Zhu Jiuyin this time, and he said that he knew what Yu experienced after my death, but Yu had a contract with him, not allowing him to tell me. Wunü Jiao, you should know more than Zhu Jiuyin. What exactly did Yu experience? How did the *Yingying* Sword break after being reforged by Zhurong's tribe?"

What followed was a long period of silence.

There was a rustling sound from the woman's side.

Clearly, the woman had been lying lazily on the bed, but now she sat up.

The woman's voice came, becoming calm and gentle, similar to her appearance during the time of the Tushan tribe. She was silent for a moment and said, "You actually know… indeed, many things happened after your death, involving many forces, and it was also greatly related to the situation back then. Looking at it now, there were actually other options, but standing in the situation at the time, it could only be so."

"After you know about this matter, it's equivalent to facing these things head-on."

"Some things, just understanding them represents extreme danger."

"Are you really ready?"

Wei Yuan slowly nodded and said, "Of course."

The woman was silent for a long time and said, "Yuan, in this matter, we all had contracts back then. I can tell you, but you also have to swear that after knowing this matter, you will not act rashly and will not reveal this matter."

Wei Yuan's expression was solemn, thinking of Yu's contract with Qi when he was staggering and drunk, thinking of Yu laughing loudly.

And the broken sword at the end.

He made an oath without hesitation.

Wunü Jiao nodded and said, "Very good."

"Yuan, can you really keep this secret?"

Wei Yuan's expression was calm and gentle, holding the sword in his hand, and said, "Of course!"

"Hmm…" Wunü Jiao's voice was slightly deeper.

The voice paused, and then Wei Yuan heard a light and teasing laughter in his ear:

"Me too."

"??!"

Wei Yuan didn't catch his breath and almost choked.

Thinking of his solemn appearance just now, his forehead burst with veins, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Are you playing with me?!"

The woman feigned surprise and said, "Ah, you saw through it."

"Our Yuan is so smart."

"Speaking of which, you were a stubborn person back then, but you're much more fun than you were back then."

Wunü Jiao's smiling voice made another vein pop out on Wei Yuan's forehead. Thinking of his incredibly serious appearance just now, and Wunü Jiao holding back her laughter on the other side, he couldn't help but want to bang his head against the wall. He had the urge to pack his bags and run away to live in another city.

Whether in the past or now, he always felt that he couldn't cope with Wunü Jiao.

He always felt that the heavy mood he had been suppressing was like throwing a punch that had been gathering momentum, only to fall into a fishing net. After gritting his teeth, he took a breath. The woman drank a sip of tea and smilingly concluded, "You still can't know about Yu's matter."

"Like I said, some things, just knowing them represents danger."

"Understand?"

Wei Yuan closed his eyes, exhaled, and regained his calm, saying:

"I understand."

The woman said with satisfaction:

"Good~"

Wei Yuan gritted his teeth: "Don't call me that…"

The woman pondered and said:

"Then…"

"Little darling?"

Wei Yuan: "…………"

………………

The Tiantai Sect of Buddhism.

The young and handsome monk looked calmly at the human world and said:

"Have you found the leader of the Taiping Dao?"

An old monk shook his head in shame and said, "This disciple is ashamed."

The monk who had broken his vow of silence did not get angry, but looked peacefully into the distance, muttering to himself:

"Is it really you?"

He closed his eyes. Even though the matter had passed for hundreds of years, he could remember that his family, generation after generation, practiced medicine. It was that person who laid the foundation for his medical skills and pointed out the path for him. But later, it was also that man who used medicine to break the thing he most longed to do in his life.

"Yuan…"

ps: Second update today… three thousand words, a buffer chapter, thank you Dongfeng Rulu for the ten thousand reward, thank you~

Although I really want to start the Daoist-Buddhist conflict today, some things must be told.

In yesterday's chapter, "Heaven operates according to its own laws, not existing for Yao, nor ceasing to exist for Jie," are Xunzi's words. I remembered wrongly… I am ashamed.