“What is this? An external incarnation, a second spiritual entity?”
Wu Ming stood up and stared at the figure before him.
The figure’s face vaguely resembled his own, yet carried a surreal quality, as it was merely a spiritual projection without a physical form.
However, Wu Ming could observe his original body through the projection’s eyes at any moment and fully control every action of the projection.
This sensation of being split into two, both conflicting and unified, was a novel experience for him.
“This second spiritual entity is formed from an innate spiritual object, possessing eighty percent of my original spiritual power. As long as I find a physical body, I can immediately reincarnate and become indistinguishable from an ordinary person, with some pleasant surprises…”
Wu Ming manipulated the projection, instantly feeling an acute sensitivity to the ambient spiritual energy: “This must be the ability granted by the Yuan Pei Tian Zhu (Primordial Heaven Pearl)—the Yuan Ling Body (Spiritual Essence Body). It’s even more refined than my original form…”
A spiritual entity formed from a natural spiritual treasure typically came with mysterious abilities, much like the fire-based powers of a Fire Spider’s inner core. The Yuan Pei Tian Zhu enhanced one’s perception and manipulation of spiritual energy, a rare talent for cultivators.
“If only my original body had this talent, I might not have been rejected by the Daoist Academy back then…”
Wu Ming sweated slightly. His original body sat cross-legged in meditation while the projection floated toward the massive gate of the Main Temple, extending its hand and placing it on the gate.
With the projection and original body united, the authority was naturally shared: “Forcefully initiate the mission, select the ‘Great Shang Turmoil’ world!”
Boom!
The Main Temple roared, a flash of white light passed, and the projection instantly vanished.
Within the Main Temple space, Wu Ming’s original body slightly opened its eyes before closing them again, focusing all its attention on the projection.
…
In an instant, Wu Ming’s projection was enveloped by the immense power of the Main Temple and abruptly descended into a vast world.
“This world… so real and vast, it’s indistinguishable from the real Zhou Kingdom…”
Wu Ming glanced at the Main Temple’s power enveloping his body—it was brimming with transcendent radiance, imbued with the essence of the Great Dao, breaking through the limitations of myriad worlds in ways he couldn’t comprehend, allowing the reincarnator to descend.
“But right now, I’m still a ‘blacklisted entity’…”
This reincarnation felt distinctly different from previous ones, more akin to “smuggling.”
Indeed, the moment the projection emerged, it was immediately engulfed by a profound sense of danger and unease.
“Indeed… I’ve already drawn the attention of the Heavenly Dao, or perhaps the karmic forces?”
There was no initial barrier typically present at the start of a mission, and the surrounding space wasn’t stagnant. Wu Ming instantly grasped everything: “Though the privileges of a Main Temple Controller are excellent, they seem not to be used recklessly…”
If his true body descended, the Main Temple would naturally conceal him, allowing a smooth integration.
But now, Wu Ming felt as if he were an “alien entity,” starkly exposed beneath the heavens.
“Just arrived and already got ambushed once! I need to file a complaint…”
Wu Ming’s projection moved swiftly, filled with resentment: “Thankfully, my original body hasn’t descended yet, or I might have been ambushed to death… The priority now is to find a physical body first!”
The projection soared through the air, utilizing spiritual perception, scanning an area spanning twenty miles in an instant.
“It seems like a remote wilderness… not even a single person in sight… Damn it!”
The longer he remained exposed to this world, the more intense Wu Ming’s sense of tension became, as if calamity was imminent, giving him a very ominous premonition.
If he delayed any longer, even a lightning bolt from a clear sky striking him down as an anomaly wouldn’t be surprising.
“There must be a thread of heavenly fate; surely it won’t be that dire. With my Celestial Eye and divine divination, the path to survival lies to the east!”
Wu Ming’s Yuan Pei Tian Zhu projection surged forward like a gale, flattening vegetation in the mountains and forests, causing several wolves to tuck their tails and howl as they fled.
“If necessary, I’ll have to temporarily possess an animal body. At least a physical form will protect the spirit!”
In the philosophy of cultivators, the physical body was merely a stinking husk, disposable at will. Yet Wu Ming now deeply appreciated the utility of this “husk”!
If an alien soul, not belonging to this world, lacked this physical covering as a protective membrane, calamity would strike instantly!
Wu Ming headed eastward, encountering only desolate mountains and wildlands. Suddenly, his eyes lit upon a dilapidated small Daoist temple, and joy surged within him.
His spiritual perception quickly scanned the area, revealing an old Daoist priest seated in meditation within the main hall, clearly having ascended.
“This appearance… too old, isn’t it?”
Wu Ming winced slightly, but nearby in a side room, he found a teenage Daoist apprentice, around fifteen or sixteen years old, looking dull and foolish.
“Hmm? Born without a soul? Taking over this body won’t incur much karmic entanglement. Perfect!”
Wu Ming’s spirit instantly entered the body.
Boom!
The moment he entered the physical form, it felt as if he had donned thick armor, and the previous tension vanished.
“Phew… That was close…”
On the bed, the previously dull-witted apprentice suddenly sat up, his eyes gleaming with vitality as he stomped his foot repeatedly: “Damn it… Almost got struck by heavenly punishment! This time I was really screwed over…”
He was quite aware that in previous mission scenarios, the Main Temple had backed them, directly “grafting” reincarnators into the world with native identities and privileges under the Heavenly Dao, making them immune to such issues.
But this time was different.
By choosing the “smuggling” method, Wu Ming avoided being directly ensnared but also forfeited those benefits. This world clearly had strict rules, and his foreign spirit would have faced heavenly lightning striking him down had he delayed a little longer!
“But now that I have a physical body, I’m officially integrated into this world, which is better…”
Wu Ming flexed his new body slightly, frowning a bit: “Loose muscles and bones, weak vitality… but at least it’s a young body with potential. Not bad…”
The spirit occupied the consciousness, and a flood of memories emerged.
These were the original body’s memories, hazy and fragmented, vastly different from those of an ordinary person.
Fortunately, Wu Ming’s comprehension was extraordinary. With a flick of his spirit, he quickly organized the general picture:
“Ah… This body was born without a soul, dazed and nameless, called ‘stupid’ and ‘fool’ in childhood, living a lonely life until adopted by the old Daoist priest… Just a few days ago, the old priest ascended, leaving the foolish child uncared for, nearly starving to death before encountering me!”
Naturally, the little Daoist priest wasn’t particularly clean as a child with intellectual disabilities.
Wu Ming’s face twitched slightly before waving his hand, summoning a mist to cleanse the body’s filth.
“Good… This Yuan Ling Body is quite useful!”
Though the little Daoist priest originally lacked talent, Wu Ming now felt an intimate connection with the ambient spiritual energy. This innate talent would allow rapid progress in martial or spiritual cultivation, a benefit of the Yuan Ling Body.
Moreover, even without formal cultivation, minor spells could be used, another perk of this spiritual body.
“A true cultivator’s abilities mostly reside in the spirit. With this body’s current talent, I can quickly regain my cultivation…”
Wu Ming pondered, and a translucent screen appeared before him:
[Respected Main Temple Controller, the world you are experiencing this time is: Great Shang Turmoil!]
[World Description: At the twilight of the Shang Dynasty, celestial anomalies heralded chaos as ominous stars disrupted the natural order. The tyrannical Shang Emperor, ruling with injustice, sought to amass all the golden essence of the world to forge twelve golden statues—believing they would grant him immortality and eternal dominion over the Divine Land. To this end, he conscripted millions of laborers, aided by enigmatic figures who tampered with the earth’s vital energies. The disruption unleashed relentless droughts and floods, plunging the populace into unbearable suffering. Across the land, the flames of rebellion began to blaze!]
[Main Mission Activated: Team Battle!]
[Mission Description: The land is in chaos, heroes rising. Thirteen rebel kings and twenty-seven rebellious factions emerge. You are assigned to the forces of rebel king Han Hulin!]
[Mission Objective: Assist Han Hulin in defeating the Shang Dynasty’s suppression forces and destroy the twelve golden statues! Success in this mission will reward you with 500 Heavenly Merits! Failure will result in the annihilation of your entire faction!]
[Side Mission: Slayer! Killing hostile reincarnators and powerful story characters will earn you merits!]
[This mission scenario: Huge! Mission difficulty: Yellow!]
[Note: This mission is a real one; reincarnators will truly descend into this world!]
…
“Han Hulin?”
Wu Ming stroked his chin: “That’s not the name of the Great Zhou Emperor… From historical records, these thirteen rebel kings and twenty-seven rebellious factions were all precursors for the future emperor, yet all met tragic ends…”
“I wonder… which factions the other reincarnators belong to. Based on my estimation, they should be aligned with the Great Zhou Emperor and the last Shang Emperor…”
“What if I’m the only one on this mission?”
A glint of coldness flashed in Wu Ming’s eyes. That would mean opposing two true dragons simultaneously, with being crushed to dust being the mildest consequence!
The Great Zhou Emperor, a genius of his era, possessed celestial fortune and was aided by numerous capable ministers, embodying the child of destiny!
The last Shang Emperor, benefiting from ancestral blessings, wielding supreme power over the land, became increasingly ruthless with age, his counterattacks growing more ferocious!
“This mission’s difficulty is clearly incorrect… However…”
A faint smirk appeared on his lips as he slightly waved his hand.
The Main Temple Controller’s authority flickered, and the mission screen instantly changed:
[Ding! Authority verification passed, main mission updated!]
[Main Mission updated to: Survival!]
[Mission Objective: The land is in chaos, heroes rising. Survive for more than seven days to complete the mission! Reward: 100 Major Merits!]
[Side Mission: Slayer! Killing hostile reincarnators and powerful story characters will earn you merits!]
…
“So this is the limit of what can be modified?”
Wu Ming withdrew his hand, a faint smile on his face.
As a Main Temple Controller, the most powerful privilege was the ability to modify reincarnation missions!
Creating and issuing missions was a divine ability only fully controlling the Main Temple could possess. Yet even this slight modification was enough to completely overturn the situation.
No matter how intricate the strategies or calculations, they would crumble instantly before such power!
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