Only at the Mahayana Stage Does the Reversal System Appear - Chapter 100

Chapter 100 Five Commanders

Jiang Li felt lucky this time. He randomly found the tomb of a Divine Transformation cultivator, the location mentioned in the system quest, saving him a lot of trouble.

“Kong Hu, there’s no need to look for the Divine Transformation cultivator’s tomb. Tell the other commanders about this.”

Jiang Li returned to the inn and found Zhang Konghu, who had just woken up and was in a state of confusion, wondering who he was and whether he was awake.

Upon hearing that he didn’t have to work, Zhang Konghu, who was about to get up, suddenly slumped back into bed and fell asleep. As for the rest of the sentence, he didn’t hear it, having already fallen asleep.

Jiang Li sometimes suspected that Zhang Konghu’s bloodline was not that of the Wu clan, but that of the Pig clan.

He could eat, sleep, and work.

Unable to rely on Zhang Konghu, Jiang Li had to contact the other commanders one by one.

“Old Ma, you two don’t need to… fuck, what are you two doing?”

Jiang Linan cursed. Through the remote communication talisman, he saw Ma Zhuo and his wife battling a white snake in the dark. The couple’s eyes were frighteningly red, not like righteous leaders of the Human Emperor Palace, but like money-hungry bandits, as if killing the white snake would bring them some great benefit.

Ma Zhuo and his wife were both leaders of the Human Emperor Palace. They had been childhood sweethearts and had a deep bond. In battle, they were in perfect sync and coordinated.

However, the couple still had one regret: they had no children.

The higher the cultivator’s level, the greater the chance of producing exceptionally gifted offspring. For example, Li Nian’er became a Dharmakaya Sect abbot not because her father, the sect leader, invested all his resources in her, but because she was naturally outstanding.

There’s a world of difference between cultivators who rely on resources to advance and those who rely on resources as a supplement. While the former may have reached a certain realm, their combat prowess, familiarity with the power, foundation, and state of mind are inferior to those of the latter. They have no chance of becoming a member of the six major sects.

As if by design, the higher a cultivator’s level, the harder it is to produce offspring.

Two cultivators at the peak of the Fusion Stage face an even greater challenge.

Ma Zhuo and his wife are deeply interested in methods of fertility. As far as Jiang Li knows, they’ve practiced the Hehuan Gong, consumed tiger bone wine, researched positions that maximize pregnancy rates, and written a series of books on physical health—under pseudonyms, of course.

“Brother Jiang, I’ve heard that taking snake gall can enhance male potency. This is a rare discovery!” Commander Ma laughed heartily, as excited as if he’d taken stimulants to see the white snake. He chatted with Jiang Li while they fought.

“While searching for the tomb of the Transformation God cultivator, we happened to discover the corpse of a white snake buried at the foot of a cliff. It looked quite old, and it’s likely the white snake that was killed at the beginning of the Han Dynasty . Although it’s dead, its obsession still lingers. Let’s see if my husband and I can extinguish that obsession and retrieve the snake’s gallbladder!

” “Brother Jiang, don’t worry about us. After we retrieve the snake’s gallbladder,

we’ll continue searching for the tomb.” Commander Zhuo was a beauty, but in Jiang Li’s opinion, she looked more like a tigress. No, I’m not worried about you two at all, Jiang Li thought to himself, “I’m telling you, don’t search for the tomb of the Transformation God cultivator.”

“Oh? That’s great. I was worried that if I went too far, I’d destroy the tomb above and ruin Brother Jiang’s plans.”

Ma Zhuo and his wife, no longer worried, struck even harder. Jiang Li turned off the communication talisman, not caring about the consequences.

“Old Huang, you don’t need to look for a grave… why are you crying?”

Through the remote communication symbol, Jiang Li saw Commander Huang sitting on the edge of the cliff, drinking alone, looking up at the starry sky, a tear from the corner of his eye ran across his handsome face, and fell along his chin into the abyss.

“It’s Brother Jiang,” Commander Huang said with a weak smile, sighing, “Having seen so many tombs, I’ve been thinking, everyone must eventually die. Even immortals must one day experience the five decays of the celestial beings. What’s the point of all our diligent cultivation? Everyone is mortal, and to live a glorious life while dying a miserable death—isn’t that ridiculous?”

“A Divine Transformation cultivator is considered quite powerful in the Nine Provinces. Perhaps they all have their own legends and were once quite famous in the Great Wei. But in the end, they still die in unknown places, without family or friends to mourn them. No eternal glory, only eternal death…”

Jiang Li decisively turned off the remote communication symbol. Commander Huang had no other problems, but he was always pessimistic. It just so happened that the cultivation method he practiced was related to his mood. When he became pessimistic, it would cause those within a certain range to become pessimistic as well. People were reluctant to approach him, leading to his withdrawn personality. His

withdrawn nature, in turn, made him even more pessimistic, and the vicious cycle continued.

“Old Mu, you don’t have to look for a tomb… What are you doing sneaking around like that?”

Jiang Li saw Commander Mu hiding in a corner, whispering to him. Judging from the surroundings, it looked like they were in a tunnel.

“Mutou, hurry up and follow me!” A childish voice came from the distance, recognizable as a young man who had just entered the martial arts world.

“Got it, I’ll be right there!” Commander Mu turned around and shouted back.

“Brother Jiang, I’m currently pretending to be a Qi Condensation cultivator, teaming up with a group of little guys to explore the tombs of Divine Transformation cultivators.” Commander Mu smiled smugly. “When they’re in danger, I’ll reveal my identity as a Fusion cultivator. It’s so cool.”

“Ah! What’s that!” A cry for help came from the distance.

“Oh no, they’re in danger!” Commander Mu’s face changed drastically, and he hurried over. “Don’t be afraid, I’m here to save you!”

“Mutou, hurry up! These vines have the cultivation level of the Foundation Establishment stage. You can’t beat them!” The young man saw Commander Mu coming and quickly told him to leave.

“No! I won’t leave! We swore to live and die together! Do you want me to watch you get killed and then run away? I won’t be a coward!” Commander Mu yelled as he rushed forward, seemingly ready to fight a desperate battle with the Foundation Establishment stage vine monster.

“Wood!”

“Monster, don’t hurt my brothers!” Commander Mu’s eyes flashed with tears. He had calculated that now was not too dangerous, not the time to reveal his identity. He would reveal his identity when he encountered a Jindan stage enemy.

“…As long as you’re happy.” Jiang Li silently turned off the communication symbol.

After notifying the five commanders, Jiang Li felt exhausted.

None of the five Fusion stage commanders could give him peace of mind.

Since the system could guarantee the freshness of Bai Ze’s blood, Jiang Li stayed with Fairy Hongchen for a few more days.

After reading the “Illustrated Catalogue of Immortal Beasts”, Fairy Hongchen gave it to Li Nian’er. Li Nian’er, thinking it was a rare opportunity to meet the Human Emperor, also stayed with Jiang Li for a few days.

A few days later, Li Nian’er and Jiang Li said goodbye and went to travel to other places.

Jiang Li sent Fairy Hongchen back to the Pure Land of Red Dust: “If you want to go out and play, tell me.”

Fairy Hongchen nodded obediently.

“I found Bai Ze’s blood and can make the elixir now.”

(End of this chapter)