Tap, tap, tap.

Zhu Zhengwei walked within the New Red Moon World.

A hundred years have passed, which for mortals means the migration of two to three generations.

Surrounded by modern streets, children in their blue-and-white patterned school uniforms waited beside an old bus, while elderly men and women bought groceries, coming and going.

Meanwhile, some powerful individuals walked with their guild badges, heads held high and chests out.

Zhu Zhengwei, possessing a new Celestial Dao's power, could digitize the world and directly cast an Identification Technique.

[Li Sheng]

"Male: fifty-one years old."

"Ancient Skill: tier three."

"Current Skill: tier five."

"Potential: low."

...

The Ancient Skill naturally originated from the Ancestral Witch world as a universal basic skill. Although its power was very weak without the support of the World Rules, it could be used anywhere, as it was free from the world.

The Current Skill was powerful, a cultivation skill created perfectly in line with this world's rules, able to create thunderstorms out of the void but still unable to operate outside the world.

"Hmm... still the same." Zhu Zhengwei sensed it and didn't know what to say.

This world has its own eighth-tier breakthrough skill.

But their Ancestral Witch world could not cultivate the eighth-tier skills of an enemy world; that is their world's specialized system, usable only within their world. He had to develop their own eighth-tier breakthrough skill for the Ancestral Witch world.

In other words, the breakthrough Dharma Gate for the eighth-tier Ancient Skill.

"Perhaps I could let some strong people of this world research the breakthrough of the eighth-tier basic skills for me.... After all, their world is full of talent, the likes of geniuses through Earth's history."

Zhu Zhengwei had bold thoughts.

Previously, he had made the strong individuals of his Ancestral Witch world work for him to develop new boundaries and breakthrough skills, but now?

He was already thinking about making the enemy work for him.

Why couldn't the enemy world research the breakthrough skills for him??

The key lay in attempting.

He continued to walk around, observing everything.

He found that this era had entered a high-martial era of modern new age, with magic circuitries and various modern facilities, and schools nurturing all sorts of powerful individuals to resist the Demon Calamity.

Soon, Zhu Zhengwei accompanied a group of students onto the old bus. It wobbled and drove along the streets for a journey of over ten minutes. Zhu Zhengwei disguised as a student, ran alongside a jostling crowd of junior high students into the school, making it to the classroom just on the class bell.

Ding ding ding.

The teacher walked through the door.

This was a muscular, tall teacher with black-framed glasses who pushed his glasses, looking at the students below, "In half a month, you'll start your entrance exams. Some of you have reached the first tier, enough to enter a key high school, but some of you need to put in more effort.... Aptitude, opportunity, and hard work are the keys to changing your fate!"

The teacher patted the desk,

"On our frontlines, your elders, senior students, and even the seven high supreme Demon Gods above us are contributing their power to defend against Demon Calamity, safeguarding our peaceful home. You are our hope...."

The teacher continued his lengthy speech above.

Zhu Zhengwei sat in a seat of a student on leave, browsing through textbooks.

For future generations' enlightenment books, they were one of the most important materials to study a civilization.

Zhu Zhengwei looked at the history, whispering softly, "Hmm, ancient gods created the New Red Moon planet for us, concentrated disasters in the Demon Realm, allowing us to enjoy a peaceful land, while the seven Demon Gods also fought for the world...."

The results seemed promising.

They all felt gratitude towards him, indicating his plans of moral coercion had some potential.

As Zhu Zhengwei perused the history books, the teacher was still motivating above. It was clear that students of this era not only had to study cultural subjects but also cultivate to become strong, eventually entering university, serving in the military, with the strong becoming powerful individuals.

Here, cultural education served as the foundation for becoming powerful individuals.

No powerful individual fails to master calculations, the rules of reality, physics, and chemistry or understand the principles and construction of the world, for how else could they perform magic?

Ding ding ding!

Class ended quickly.

The muscular teacher returned to his office, secretly pressing a button on his desk, revealing a basement slowly opening, as she walked into the room, garments hung overhead.

Humanoid, beast-shaped, male, female, of various colors, giving a chilling, horrifying impression.

"Qingxia, long time no see."

Zhu Zhengwei somehow appeared at the secret room's door, looking at the muscular, tall, bespectacled male teacher.

"Teacher!" Qingxia exclaimed emotionally, displaying a pure and adorable little girl's manner, though her muscular form in front of him seemed like seeing a hermaphrodite.

"Swoosh."

Soon, Qingxia also noticed something unusual. A gush of blood spurted from the teacher's body, and the conscious blood was the true form, entering a nearby female humanoid form, stepping down.

"Feeling much better now." She smiled slightly, donning female clothes and stepping down.

Over these years, she hid within the school teaching, for a kind of alternative retreat, concurrently researching the cultivation skill her teacher gave her, achieving results finally in these years, successfully cultivating it.

"Very good, the seventh-tier skill, perhaps you could break through to the eighth tier." Zhu Zhengwei observed the other, this was a native adversary's world he cultivated, also a disciple.

The native attribute of cultivating black energy enabled her to do many things for him.

Simultaneously, Zhu Zhengwei left a foreshadowing, intending to stir the entire world by using this covert pawn.

"I can break through to the eighth tier?"

She was very surprised, "That would be the Demon God Realm."

"Yes, your cultivation aptitude is stronger than mine." Zhu Zhengwei said: "After all, even I am currently just at the seventh-tier Emperor Realm, the same realm as you, which makes me quite embarrassed."

"No." Qingxia had long respected this senior, "You've always neglected your own cultivation, exploring sacred seven Dharma Gates and other Miracle Techniques, benefiting all living beings. This bloodline technique before us, the 'Nether River Longevity Atlas,' turning oneself into a zombie, is truly powerful."

Zhu Zhengwei shook his head, "This technique wasn't developed by me."

"Ah?" Qingxia was surprised.

Zhu Zhengwei revealed an honest expression and said: "Now that you've mastered this technique, I should also tell you the truth. It is a technique developed from a world called Ancient Qin. I am a descendant of Qin, and since you've cultivated this technique, you should also be a descendant of this lineage...."

"Qin?" Qingxia was puzzled.

"Yes." Zhu Zhengwei said solemnly: "This lineage is very ancient, tracing back countless billions of years to the prehistoric era. What we have now is but a fragment. Perhaps in the distant future, if Ancient Qin detects our presence, they might have us recognize our ancestry, seeking your and my return."

Zhu Zhengwei waved a hand, stars appeared in the sky.

And the maps of Celestial Court, Chang'an City, generally invisible to ordinary people, had been hidden by Zhu Zhengwei, but at this moment, Zhu Zhengwei unveiled the star called "Qin" in the Milky Way.

Boom!

It was a sacred, ancient planet, its realities illusionary, startling Qingxia with her amazed face.

"What is that?" she asked, "The homeland?"

But Zhu Zhengwei merely smiled slightly, seeing Qingxia's astonishment, thinking to himself, "It had just formed, coalescing in the sky, and I seized the opportunity to flaunt with this star, adapting as needed."

"Yes, that is our homeland, alas... only to be seen from afar, not to return...." Zhu Zhengwei displayed a nostalgic expression, like a wanderer longing for home, deeply sorrowful!

He attempted to plant a foreshadowing, to see during the other's "Pre-Qin" four-dimensional worldview formation, leaving an identity, letting this Ghost Witch Doctor's avatar act as a Second Generation Immortal.

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