Under the glaring sun, Wu Wang lay on a simple bed in the middle of a large raft that was being tossed by the waves. He had a three-stringed instrument on his stomach and a sheepskin on his head.

His spiritual sense spread around him for alertness and navigation. Three bamboo dragonfly-like magic tools landed on the back of the raft and pushed it slowly westward.

It was the sixth hour since he parted with Jing Wei. He missed her.

What did his senior say when he threw him into the sea? Wu Wang vaguely remembered that they were not far from the coast of the East Sea and that he should enter the Human Realm and cultivate peacefully.

Wu Wang knew that his father-in-law saw hope in him for breaking through the limit of the power of the Human Emperor. Perhaps the human race could control another top-level combat power, the Starry Sky Avenue, after the Fire Path.

He had pretended to be a little foolish before.

No one could predict anything about this matter, and the road ahead would be full of difficulties. It would be empty promises if he made any.

But how could he find Jing Wei if he hid his identity? Although he had firmly declared that he would find her no matter what.

After thinking about it carefully, Wu Wang realized that his father-in-law, who had completely mastered the Fire Path and had unlimited lifespan, would definitely bring Jing Wei back to the Human Realm.

With what he knew about Shen Nong, his father-in-law, he would probably set some obstacles for him. But if his father-in-law deliberately gave him some test or was reluctant to let his precious daughter marry into the North Wilderness, then...

He would take Jing Wei and elope!

Would Jing Wei still use her name after being reincarnated? Would her parents be reluctant to leave her after reincarnation? How did the Ghost Gate operate?

"I should find a way to follow and see for myself. How can I rest assured?" Wu Wang sighed lightly and played a sad song on his three-stringed instrument. His eyes gradually burned with fighting spirit.

No matter what, he now had an extra motivation for his cultivation: to solve his strange illness as soon as possible! After reincarnation, Jing Wei had become a normal woman, and his strange illness would torment him again!

But... Wu Wang sighed again and lay back with his three-stringed instrument. He had just parted with Jing Wei and was a little lacking in motivation.

Cultivation also required a balance between work and rest. In the past few years, his cultivation had progressed too fast in the enchantment due to his low mood and empty heart. Forcibly comprehending the Great Dao would only lead to a fruitless result.

Combining work and rest was very important.

Even immortals who were in seclusion could only find a quiet place to concentrate on cultivation. It was impossible to force oneself into a state of enlightenment. Everything depended on fate and law.

Immortals, cultivators, mortals.

Wu Wang saw the gray horizon in the distance.

Finally, he was going to the Human Realm, which was incompatible with the Great Wasteland environment.

Since leaving the North Wilderness, he had gone through the West Sea, been taken away by his senior, mixed in the Kingdom of Women, and been taken away by his senior again. It had been a difficult and tortuous journey.

With his beloved girl, witnessing the greatness of his senior, arranging the creation of a god in the Kingdom of Women, and playing with Ji Xiong and Ling Xiaolan for a while.

Speaking of which, he missed Ji Xiong a little... Actually, he wanted to show off his experience of having a crush in front of Ji Xiong.

They should have left the Kingdom of Women by now. The follow-up matters in the Kingdom of Women could be solved by the immortals. Ji Xiong was a young master of the Ji family, and Ling Xiaolan had a high status in the Mysterious Female Sect. They would not stay in the secular Kingdom of Women for too long.The Four Seas Pavilion's pavilion master has been replaced by an old senior, which is not a bad thing.

Has the old aunt already arrived at the Gentle Breeze Gazing Moon Sect? The old senior gave her some benefits, and I wonder how her cultivation level is now, and whether she has a good foundation.

Suddenly, Wu Wang realized that even before reaching the Human Realm, he already had three to five good friends and a false backing who liked to bully younger generations. Therefore, he became even more eager for the land on the horizon.

Wu Wang straightened up and stood in the center of the raft with his hands on his back. He took out a mask from his sleeve and put it on his face, and changed into an ordinary Dao robe that had no protective effect. From this moment on, he was a human cultivator who had come from the East Sea Island, and his Dao name was Master Wuwang.

"In the name of the Emperor! Transmitting voice to all the cultivators in the Human Realm!"

A roar suddenly came from the East Sea coast. The voice was rough and powerful, and it echoed in the world for a long time. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be in his mind.

What a powerful technique!

Wu Wang looked up and could only vaguely see a bright spot in the sky. He did not know how far away it was, and he could only see it through the subtle connection between himself and the other person's mind. This person should be transmitting voice to all the cultivators in a certain area.

He wondered if people who were in seclusion would be disturbed, but the other party should have a way to filter and identify them.

What a high cultivation level!

But in the next moment, black lines appeared on Wu Wang's forehead, and they instantly swallowed him up. His mouth opened slightly.

The immortal's voice said:

"Listen up! This is the Emperor's words! Don't guess randomly if it has nothing to do with you! Ahem, in the next sentence, this old man is the Emperor's self-proclaimed title.

I'm back, hahaha, hahahaha.

Things are settled, and I also killed two small gods, the ones who blew up the door with just one use.

Little Golden Dragon, if you don't have the cultivation level of an immortal in the Human Realm, we don't need to meet each other, lest I slap you twice when I'm happy.

Hahaha, hahahaha.

One, two, three, four...nine "ha's." The above is the Emperor's decree. We, the nine hundred cultivators, will spread the word throughout the Human Realm.

If you understand, listen, if you don't, don't ask too much. The interests involved are too great, and even if I tell you, you won't understand!

That's it, continue your cultivation!"

The subtle connection between their minds was instantly cut off, and the light spot in the sky turned into a meteor and flew westward. Obviously, the message was not being transmitted along the coast.

Wu Wang: ...

With a snap, he slammed the three-stringed instrument in his hand onto the raft and gritted his teeth.

He was being manipulated again!

Was the old senior doing this on purpose? He must have done it on purpose!

With the ability to teleport, Wu Wang was not too surprised that Yu Yuan had returned so quickly. Was it necessary to say it so openly? Did he really think that the "Golden Dragon" couldn't attract hatred and that he had to divert the firepower towards him!

Was he saying this to him?

In fact, this was meant for the entire human race in the Human Realm and their enemies outside the Human Realm, and there were at least five layers of meaning hidden within it.

The first layer corresponded to the previous message that a Golden Dragon would rise in the Human Realm. The Golden Dragon was closely related to Shen Nong, and it was easy for people to associate them with a master-disciple or inheritance relationship.

The second and third layers hinted that the Golden Dragon might be hiding among the young cultivators in the Human Realm, and that Shen Nong had solved his lifespan limit and could wait patiently for his successor to grow up.

The fourth layer was to boost the morale of the Human Realm. The Emperor was still one of the top experts in the Great Wasteland.The fifth level is the shallowest meaning, and Wu Wang was informed of this message and was told directly that he would not see Jing Wei soon, and was put under pressure.

Abuse of power? Non-existent, this Heavenly Emperor is a tricky one.

But Wu Wang was still happy that Jing Wei was at least okay, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Human Realm.

He has arrived!

...

At the same time, in a hidden mountain forest in the Human Realm.

Shen Nong was sitting shirtless in a spirit-filled pool, with two generals in blood-colored armor behind him, helping him treat the deep bone wound on his shoulder.

Xi He...her strength is really not weak.

Outside the grass hut, a young general hurriedly came and knelt outside the door, saying:

"Your Majesty! The message has been spread throughout the Human Realm!"

"Well, go cultivate."

Shen Nong spoke warmly, then slowly exhaled, with a little bit of divine light flickering in his eyes.

An old general next to him stroked his beard and pondered, saying: "This strategy of combining reality and falsehood, I wonder if those evil gods will fall for it."

"I haven't said a word of falsehood," Shen Nong smiled, "whether they fall for it or not is not important, spreading the message is enough."

The old general worriedly said: "Your Majesty, the traces of the savage beasts have been discovered in the northern and western borders at the same time. It is estimated that within ten years, the ten evil gods will launch an attack again..."

"These things can never be completely killed! How long can peace last?"

Someone muttered, with a hint of frustration in their words.

The old general said: "The Heavenly Emperor has interfered with the breeding cycle of the savage beasts around the Human Realm with his divine power. A few years for a litter, a few decades for a group, he just wants to restrain us.

The border soldiers have been eager to make achievements for many years. This is both our hardship and our whetstone.

Compared to this, Your Majesty setting a successor as soon as possible is the real big issue."

"Easy to say."

Shen Nong sighed slowly, and a clean linen was already tied to his shoulder, with a faint light emanating from the treasure pill inside.

This Human Emperor didn't know what he was thinking, suddenly laughed twice.

The generals looked at each other, all showing a little joy.

Could it be that he found it?

But Shen Nong's next words made them dizzy and weak in the legs.

"Let's leave it to fate, let's see if our human race really has such good luck."

Leave it to fate.

Shen Nong waved his hand, and the generals did not dare to say much, bowing and leaving the wooden house.

After they left, a middle-aged woman in a Chinese dress walked out of the corner of the wooden house and bowed to Shen Nong, saying in a low voice:

"Your Majesty, Princess Jing Wei's fetal spirit has been properly placed, but...do we really not need to find a way for someone to conceive? If it only grows in the spirit pool, it will take at least decades to be born."

Shen Nong's finger gently shook, and several porcelain bottles flew out of the bookcase and fell into the middle-aged woman's hand.

"It's unfair to the person who carries the child for ten months. It's already a great blessing for my daughter to have a second chance at life.

The gate of the underworld has already been destroyed, and there is no way to turn a remnant soul into a fetal spirit."

Shen Nong turned his head slightly and sighed:

"I can trust you, please take care of it, thank you."

"Your Majesty!"

The middle-aged woman's expression was a little excited, and she said in a low voice: "Even if I have to sacrifice myself, I will never let the Princess suffer any harm! After I go back, I will watch over her day and night!"

"I can trust you," Shen Nong said, bowing his head in thanks.

The middle-aged woman bowed and left, holding the medicine, her figure turning into a cloud of mist and disappearing.

The wooden house and the small courtyard were completely quiet.

Shen Nong sighed slightly, with a hint of contemplation in his eyes, muttering:

'"If there is a chance, we should go and bring back that guy's handcrafted palace."

...

On the coast of the East Sea, in a bustling port.

Wu Wang floated on a raft from the sea, attracting many gazes.

He wore a mask, and the ice crystal film on it thickened slightly. He had the cultivation of the late stage of Condensing Elixir, the Star-Praying Technique that could fight against Immortal Realm cultivators, and the Golden Dragon Body that could resist Immortals. Yet, he still...

Only showed the aura of the early stage of Condensing Elixir.

In Wu Wang's understanding, the highest level of disguise was to have clear eyes and no ghosts in the heart, and to show a specific character that fits the desired disguise.

The voice, tone, and way of thinking should all be close to the target.

For example, at this moment, he acted like an ordinary cultivator in the early stage of Condensing Elixir, floating on a raft slowly sinking into the sea and reaching the shore.

His feet did not touch any seawater. He seemed calm and took half a step forward, steadily stepping on the wooden board at the ferry.

The people around him looked at Wu Wang carefully for a few moments before turning their heads away.

Wu Wang was happy with this and walked forward leisurely.

Most of the people he saw were mortals, but there were also many cultivators.

This group of cultivators either gathered near some large ships that docked here, or rested in the town.

In the mountains and forests behind the town, there was a "military camp" where cultivators gathered.

There were more than a hundred cultivators wearing armor inside, most of whom were in the Condensing Elixir realm. There were also several captain-level figures in the Golden Elixir realm, and an old man in the Elemental Infant realm who wore battle armor and meditated.

Condensing Elixir cultivators were soldiers, and Elemental Infant cultivators were generals.

This was only the garrison of a small town.

Wu Wang made a rough comparison and felt that the overall strength of the North Wilderness was several levels lower than that of the Human Realm.

The strength he showed at the moment was only that of a small soldier on the border of the Human Realm, and it was reasonable not to attract attention.

When he came to a place, he naturally tasted the local food first, and took the opportunity to inquire about the customs of the Human Realm to decide where he would practice next.

Wu Wang was also hesitating at the moment, not knowing whether to go to a large or small sect.

The large sect had its advantages, such as strong teachers, many famous teachers, and peers to discuss and learn from, which would be beneficial to his rapid cultivation.

The small sect also had its advantages, which would be beneficial to hiding his own uniqueness and making a fortune in silence.

As for the demonic sect, Wu Wang did not consider it.

It was not that he was biased against the demonic sect, but the path of demonic cultivation was "following one's heart without exceeding the limits." Some sects, such as the Hehuan Sect, had too open-minded cultures, which were not suitable for a serious young master like him to go to.

The reputation of the demonic sect was indeed not as good as that of the immortal sect. Wu Wang, as the young master of the North Wilderness, a husband, and the prospective son-in-law of the Yan Emperor, also had to consider the problem of his reputation if his identity was exposed.

Thinking like this, Wu Wang picked up a piece of fresh and tender fish with his chopsticks, chewed it a few times in his mouth, and shook his head slightly... It was not as delicious as the Happy Fish of the immortal sect.

But this noodle was pretty good, which was a rare delicacy in the North Wilderness.

Well, maybe he should go to the Gentle Breeze Gazing Moon Sect and find a place to practice there. After all, he was now mainly practicing the Yan Emperor Technique, so he didn't have to worry...

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Huh?

Wu Wang's spiritual sense lightly jumped, and he sensed something unusual. He picked up the seafood noodles in front of him and jumped back.

With a loud noise, the wooden fence of the window collapsed.

A figure fell from the sky and landed directly on the table in front of Wu Wang, smashing it and causing the soup to splash everywhere. The ground cracked.

Looking at this person, he held a big knife, and there were some blood stains around him. His chest was full of blood, and there were several claw marks on it. He turned his head and vomited several mouthfuls of blood.The diners in the restaurant hurriedly retreated, each having seen such scenes many times before. They acted swiftly, fearing for their own safety.

In the time it took Wu Wang to take another bite of noodles, he was caught by the burly man, who said to him with a trembling voice:

"Quickly, go inform the guards... In the southeast direction... A group of ferocious beasts... is coming!"