Gold Core Is A Star, You Call This Cultivating Immortality?

Chapter 303: The Scenery of Wugui Town

In the small town, several tall buildings stood tall and proud, towering over the rest.

The glass on the buildings seemed to have not been cleaned for over a decade, covered in a layer of gray.

Inside the buildings, the handrails of the stairs were greasy and black.

A man dressed in an unknown military uniform looked at the civilian and Qi Yuan, burping, "Old Chen asked me to bring you guys over, no problem, but... you have to listen to me on this journey, understand?"

As the man in military uniform spoke, he lifted his coat, revealing a firearm strapped to his waist.

"No problem!" The burly man, the civilian, quickly agreed.

Qi Yuan remained silent, which was considered as agreement.

"Also, according to the rules... you need to surrender your weapons," the man in military uniform looked at the two and said.

The civilian didn't hesitate at all and took out two guns from his waist, handing them over to the man in military uniform.

The man in military uniform glanced at Qi Yuan, "What about you?"

The man in military uniform looked at Qi Yuan, who was clean and tidy, and had some doubts in his eyes.

Qi Yuan didn't look like a local, but rather like a pampered young master.

Why would he come here... to engage in smuggling?

"What about your weapons?"

At this moment, Qi Yuan pondered for a moment, then suddenly grabbed a handful of air and gave it to the man in military uniform.

"Does this count?"

The civilian was a little confused when he saw this.

The man in military uniform was stunned for a moment, then looked at Qi Yuan, "You don't have any weapons on you?"

"As a Martial Artist, my fists and legs are weapons, but these... I can't give them to you." Qi Yuan was sincere.

When asked to surrender his weapons, he simply grabbed a handful of air.

As a cultivator, even the air here could be used as a weapon.

But he had too many weapons, and he was afraid that this big man wouldn't be able to handle them, so he gave Qi Yuan a handful of air.

"So you're actually a martial artist?" The man in military uniform smiled and seemed to believe Qi Yuan's words. "When I was young, I was also crazy about martial arts. I practiced for half a year, then took a shot and never practiced again."

When he mentioned taking a shot, he was naturally referring to genetic drugs.

He said in a tone of someone who had been there, done that, "There's no future in practicing martial arts."

Before Qi Yuan could speak, a man behind the man in military uniform said, "Who said practicing martial arts is useless? Not long ago, the priest of Wugui Country was killed by a martial artist because he was unprepared."

Upon hearing this, the man in military uniform laughed, "The same thing won't happen again. Don't underestimate me just because I don't look like much. I can easily take on those martial artists who have reached the limits of the Martial Dao. If I can't beat them, I'll just shoot them."

The man in military uniform said casually.

His words almost represented the mainstream view of the Martial Dao.

Unable to match genetic drugs, let alone firearms.

About half an hour later, Qi Yuan sat in the civilian's car.

His car had been searched and all the weapons were taken away.

"When we get to Wugui Country, I'll go find an arms dealer and buy some weapons," the burly man, the civilian, said to Qi Yuan.

Without weapons, there's no point in talking about saving the boss. They couldn't even protect themselves.

"No need to buy weapons, it's too flashy, and I don't need them," Qi Yuan said naturally.

Besides, there were a wide variety of weapons on Arch Star, and he might not even know how to use many of them.

The civilian was puzzled for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and finally followed Qi Yuan's instructions, "Everything according to Mr. Qi's orders."

Many thoughts flashed through his mind.

Could it be that Mr. Qi had someone in the military camp in Wugui Country who could rescue the boss?

Apart from that, he couldn't think of any other possibilities.

He naturally wouldn't think that Qi Yuan was really planning to infiltrate the military camp in Wugui Country alone and rescue the person.

The convoy began to move.

Under the leadership of a man in military uniform, this smuggling convoy slowly headed towards the country of Wugui.

There were more than twenty vehicles in total, creating a grand spectacle and stirring up clouds of dust.

Outside the car windows, there was a murky river and various scorched earth. Occasionally, collapsed houses and artillery craters could be seen.

From time to time, unmanned aerial vehicles could be seen hovering in the sky.

The burly man, a civilian, glanced at the drones in the sky with great fear in his eyes. "If we hadn't followed this convoy, encountering these drones would mean certain death for us. Even if we're not soldiers of the country of Yu Lang, if we were killed by drones, the soldiers of the country of Wugui could still consider it a military achievement."

"You're exaggerating. With just these drones, I can handle them all with my Turtle Style Qigong. There's no danger," Qi Yuan said, looking at the drones without any concern.

Nowadays, he already had the ability to protect himself.

The only things that could threaten him were missiles and some weapons above that level.

The civilian had gotten used to Qi Yuan's way of speaking and smiled. "Mr. Qi, your Turtle Style Qigong must be stronger than bullets. Ordinary bullets can't destroy these drones."

The car sped along, and the sound of artillery fire could be heard from time to time.

The civilian explained that this might be the border between Yu Lang and Wugui engaging in mutual shelling.

After about two hours, the convoy arrived at a checkpoint in the country of Wugui.

Here, a group of Wugui soldiers were stationed.

These soldiers were well-equipped, wearing bulletproof vests, and they conducted a thorough inspection of the convoy.

After half an hour of inspection, they finally allowed the convoy to pass.

The civilian breathed a sigh of relief after the convoy was allowed to pass, but he still felt uneasy. "Everything depends on you, Mr. Qi."

Entering the country of Wugui was easy, but leaving was not so simple.

The smugglers only brought them in and didn't care about taking them out.

"Hmm..." Qi Yuan took a deep breath and looked out the car window, puzzled. "What are those red scarves hanging on the trees? Are all these trees... members of the Young Pioneers?"

The civilian was momentarily stunned, then said, "That's a ritual of the Guiran Religion. The red scarves hanging on the trees represent the protection of the Wugui God over this area."

Wugui was a religious country, where the power of religion even surpassed that of the monarchy.

The religion in Wugui was called Wu Religion, and they worshipped a deity named Wugui.

It could be said that over ninety percent of the people in Wugui believed in Wugui.

In the teachings of Wugui, there was a saying that all heretics should be hanged on trees.

Of course, in a civilized society, Wu Religion still had some face and wouldn't openly persecute others.

Only some fanatical believers would commit such acts of persecution.

They would kill the heretics, drain their blood, dye the cloth red, and hang it on the trees.

So, these red scarves on the trees could be ordinary scarves, or they could be the blood of heretics.

After entering the territory of Wugui, the probability of red scarves appearing on the trees was quite high.

After about three hours, the car finally stopped in a small town.

The man in military uniform came to Qi Yuan's car and knocked on the window. "I'm only responsible for bringing you here. If you want to leave, contact me, but the price... well... it's expensive, just like those people over there."

As he spoke, the man in military uniform pointed to a chaotic group of people not far away.

After he finished speaking, he left straight away.

Qi Yuan looked towards the group of chaotic people in the distance. Among them, there were old people, young people, and children.

Some were dressed in tattered clothes, while others were dressed in bright attire.

The civilian explained, "Most of these people are not Guiran people. They want to leave Wugui. With the war happening in Wugui now, these people want to leave. They don't have many options, and the smuggling convoy is their only way out. But most of them can't afford the fare and can only exchange it with other things. Most of them can't even bring anything."

Qi Yuan scanned those people and curiosity appeared in his eyes.

"Let's go and take a look."

The civilians were surprised, but without any hesitation, they drove towards the group of people.

Sure enough, along the way, those people reached out their hands as if they were trying to pry open the car door.

From outside the car, the voices of those people could be heard.

"Take me with you, I beg you."

"My daughter is beautiful, she can serve you on the way, take us away from here!"

"I have money!"

"Antiques, ancient artifacts from a thousand years ago!"

These people shouted, their eyes filled with longing.

Most of these people were not native to Guiyang, they came here to work or entered illegally.

And some were brought here as captives.

Guiyang was very xenophobic, and life was terrible for these people here.

Especially now that Guiyang and Langyue were at war.

Sometimes, in order to make the statistics look good, Guiyang would kill a group of them.

So, staying in Guiyang was like being a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Seeing this scene, the civilians couldn't help but sigh, "This kind of scene cannot be seen online, our people in Qinyuan... cannot see the miserable appearance of these people."

These people may have been born wrong, their fate may have been predetermined.

Although Guiyang was a religious country, it didn't mean that if you believed in the religion, you were one of them.

If you didn't have Guiyang blood, you were considered inferior.

Maybe one day, your blood would be drained by fanatics, and your red-stained cloth would be tied to a tree.

The car moved slowly.

Qi Yuan's heart was calm, without much disturbance.

"Stop the car."

The car stopped.

The noisy voices came.

Some unruly people crowded over, "Boss!"

"Make way!" Qi Yuan spoke, his voice strong.

Suddenly, those unruly people dared not make a fuss anymore.

Because they recognized that Qi Yuan's car came in with the smugglers.

Such people had a lot of power.

Even if they were killed, no one would care.

Qi Yuan scanned the crowd and his gaze fell on a dark-skinned teenager.

This teenager looked to be only eleven or twelve years old.

He was still holding a little girl's hand, who looked dirty and seemed to have not washed her hair for months.

This girl was probably only seven or eight years old.

He looked at the two of them, his eyes showing a keen interest.

"Do you two want to leave Guiyang?"

He said to the teenager and the little girl.

When the teenager heard Qi Yuan's question, excitement flashed in his eyes, but then he became a little scared and cautious.

"Yes... sir, I... I don't have money, but I am strong and very obedient, I can work as a laborer." The teenager, Yaji, said nervously. As he spoke, he also protected the little girl behind him, afraid that Qi Yuan was some kind of pervert.

"I can take you out, but... I need a little bit of your blood."

Qi Yuan revealed his intention.

He found that in this world, there were quite a few people with special blood.

Like Wuqi.

And now, the teenager and the little girl.

Of course, the specialness of the two was different.

The uniqueness of Wu Qi, Qi Yuan has not yet studied, so it is unclear in what aspect it lies.

However, the uniqueness of the boy and the little girl's blood is very obvious, that is, it is of the same origin and lineage as Qi Yuan's "bloodline".

Qi Yuan's Martial Dao breakthrough and improvement of Martial Dao aptitude, these two aspects of blood... can be studied and utilized.

Qi Yuan's words, not only the siblings don't understand, even the civilians don't understand.

The boy hesitated for a moment, then nodded vigorously, hunching his body and saying, "Okay!"

Anyway, for them, leaving here is still the safest option for now.

After all, their parents were taken away to serve as "military merits" not long ago.

Who knows when it will be their turn.

Now, the only chance of survival is to follow this car and leave the country of Wu Gui, even if it's just a slim possibility.

Looking at Qi Yuan, the dark-skinned boy had a grateful expression on his face.

The dirty little girl, on the other hand, was somewhat afraid and dared not look at Qi Yuan.

"Do you have anything with you?" Qi Yuan asked.

The dark-skinned boy carried a large bundle with him, holding his sister's hand. That large bundle was their family's belongings. "No."

"Okay, get in the car," Qi Yuan said.

The dark-skinned boy didn't hesitate at all and led his sister into the car.

The car driven by Wen Min had three rows of seats.

The dark-skinned boy and his sister sat in the last row, and the boy had a respectful expression on his face, using the words that the people of Wu Gui loved to say.

"May the Wu God bless you!"

"You are the most generous person!"

Although Yaji was not a follower of the Wu religion, if he wanted to live in Wu Gui, he would definitely say such words as "May the Wu God bless you."

When Qi Yuan heard this, he smiled and said, "If I want to kill the Yang God of Tai Huang Palace, can the Wu God bless me?"

The Yang God of Tai Huang Palace was the person behind the great calamity and also Qi Yuan's most powerful enemy in the current stage of the Ash Water World.

Upon hearing Qi Yuan's words, Yaji was stunned and didn't know how to answer.

It was the dirty little girl who spoke up, "They say that the Wu God is very powerful and can run with a mountain on his back, so... he should be able to bless you!"

Living in Wu Gui, they were naturally influenced by the power of the Wu God.

Qi Yuan smiled and said, "It's all made up, they didn't even make the gods more powerful."

Running with a mountain on one's back... it's a bit weak.

Qi Yuan found that the people in this world were very practical.

Even when making things up, they didn't exaggerate.

They didn't dare to make a god all-powerful.

He didn't know if it was because they were too practical or if there were deeper reasons.

The young Yaji didn't understand Qi Yuan's words. He looked out the car window, feeling a sense of calmness. He secretly asked, "Sir... when will we leave Wu Gui?"

Leaving Wu Gui was his greatest wish.

In this foreign land, besides his sister, he had no other relatives.

As for seeking revenge, there was no need to think about it.

As small characters like them, struggling to survive was already difficult, let alone seeking revenge.

"Wait until I pick up a friend, then we'll leave," Qi Yuan casually replied.

Wen Min, who was driving, remained silent.

He didn't know why Qi Yuan brought these two children into the car.

He also didn't understand what Qi Yuan relied on and dared to go to the military camp to bring the boss back.

The car sped up, and Wen Min refueled once along the way, pushing the speed to the limit.

According to the navigation, the car quickly headed towards the location of the military camp.

There were more unmanned aerial vehicles in the sky now.

But obviously, these drones didn't pay any attention to this car within the country.

(End of this chapter)