Chapter 334 Wei Yuan's Choice

"Shu Chancellor?"

Bai Ze answered with a doubtful tone, but noticed that the potter in front of him only looked at the paper when saying that, as if he wasn't familiar with the title and needed to read it to say it.

"No, not Shu Chancellor, Han Chancellor."

Wei Yuan paused and looked away from the paper.

The title was impossible for any Shenzhou person to ignore, but he needed the guidance of the words to say it. It felt as unfamiliar as reciting the name of a deity in a temple, but that deity was once the vivid and real A-Liang. The collision of the two left him speechless.

Bai Ze asked, puzzled, "Why are you asking about this?"

"Is he different from the others?"

Wei Yuan was silent for a long while, then said softly, "Defying Heaven's will, knowing it cannot be done yet doing it, true spirit shattered."

??!

"What the hell?!"

Bai Ze gasped, looking pained. "True spirit shattered? What the heck?!"

"The true spirit is gone?!"

"Who is this person? A lunatic? Or a fanatic?!"

"Indeed a madman… a grand dream of defying Heaven, true spirit shattered, is it really impossible?" Wei Yuan mocked himself. "Yes, I knew it all along, but I didn't want to face the answer. It seems I still harbored illusions…"

"Who said it's impossible?"

"Huh?!"

Wei Yuan stopped abruptly.

He looked up sharply.

Bai Ze, with his dead fish eyes and dark circles, looked confused. "No, I haven't said anything yet."

"You don't know anything, so why are you being so sentimental and mournful?"

"So what if the true spirit is scattered? Well, no, it's really difficult when the true spirit is scattered, but think about it rationally." Bai Ze pondered. "Would a cake shop sell completely inedible things on the shelves? Would the best pharmacy in the world put empty bottles alongside life-saving elixirs?"

"Would a dud be placed in Shenzhou's highest-level mushroom cloud sequence? This isn't next door."

"Obviously, as long as the person running the store is not mentally ill, a cake shop wouldn't put an empty model on the shelf, taking up space and marked with the highest price. What's placed with elixirs is also an elixir. What's placed in the highest-level mushroom cloud sequence can only be something even more powerful."

"And that leads to another question."

"Were those who could see through the millennium tribulation and left behind the Martial Temple Plan fools or blind?"

Bai Ze rubbed his chin. "I think…"

"It's just like Shenzhou's 250 mushroom clouds."

"Anyone who believes it is an idiot."

"So, based on this logic, that Zhuge Wu Hou, there's a 98% chance he can wake up. The remaining 2% is just him being stubborn, unwilling to see the current era and the land of Shu."

"Is he stubborn?"

"No… he's mischievous."

Bai Ze nodded, then noticed the potter's grateful and emotional expression, and the latter's slightly reddened eyes. He paused, took a half step back, and said solemnly, "Um… Wei Yuan, I have to say, that paper you looked at first, about white hair and the Xuan Yuan descendant special ops, that was just my own idea."

"Although I'm the only Bai Ze in the world, I'm already a pure man."

"I can't turn into a woman anymore, you, you calm down."

"Besides, you already have Jue, we, we can't be together, *wuwuwu*."

The corporate slave Bai Ze put his hands on his chest, feigning shyness, and said it in a flat, emotionless tone.

Wei Yuan: "…………"

Damn it!

In a sense, Bai Ze was adept at understanding human nature.

He taught you three sentences to completely destroy the other person's gratitude.

Wei Yuan's lips twitched, wanting to drag Bai Ze over and beat him up. His gratitude vanished on the spot. Bai Ze, with his dead fish eyes, took a sip of tea and said, "Actually, excluding Gui Xu, that ghostly place, souls cannot be annihilated immediately. Even the most ruthless moves and methods can only scatter the soul, and then let the grinding wheel of Heaven and Earth and time crush the soul. After being crushed, it will flow back into the human world, where the fetus develops in ten months and the physical body and soul are shaped simultaneously."

"The wills of those heroes are firm, so they are not afraid of being crushed and can be reincarnated."

"Since there is soul scattering, then it means that as long as we work hard and pull back the three scattered souls and gather the seven dissipated spirits, and then rely on, for example, Nuwa's equipment to piece them together again, or directly use your soul-nourishing wood, peel off the bark and process it into ropes to tie them together, it can still be used."

"The only headache is if these three souls and seven spirits have mixed into the sea of Heaven and Earth and are constantly being reincarnated, or if they have been crushed by the grinding wheel of Heaven and Earth, then there is no way to recover them. But since there is the Martial Temple, I think someone should have collected his true spirit."

"Or at least ensured that it wouldn't be eroded by the Heaven and Earth."

Bai Ze was logically rigorous.

Useless.

But all-knowing.

Then, he happily began to shirk responsibility. "However, finding the true spirit is a troublesome matter. I'll leave this to you, Wei Yuan."

Wei Yuan: "…………"

In fact, if Wei Yuan could find it, he would be willing to look for it, but in the current situation, pulling back A-Liang's three souls and seven spirits was like finding a needle in a haystack, even more difficult than that, completely impossible. He couldn't possibly check everyone's three souls and seven spirits to see if there was a trace of A-Liang, or run around to find out if one of A-Liang's souls had fallen into a ditch, could he?

The only person in the world who could possibly do this was the corporate slave in front of him.

Bai Ze was silent.

Wei Yuan was silent and smiling.

Bai Ze shuddered.

He maintained his seated posture, holding his tea.

His butt began to move backward silently.

He tried to get away from the impending hell-level overtime.

Until Wei Yuan grabbed him with one hand, the museum curator's tone was amiable, and his face approached warmly. "Hey, Bai Ze, I have something to talk to you about?"

"No need!"

"Thank you!"

"Goodbye!"

Bai Ze performed a triple tap, turning to run.

He was directly grabbed by the shoulder by Wei Yuan, who whispered in his ear, "That's Wu Hou…"

"A man of both literary and martial talents, surpassing both the Martial Temple and the Literary Temple, with his own school of Taoism and his unique Wu Hou Qimen in occult arts, a genius unparalleled throughout the ages. The only flaw is that his own martial strength is relatively weak. As long as you revive A-Liang, I guarantee you can be his number one accessory, and I won't compete with you for that."

His voice was like a devil's whisper, full of temptation.

Damn it!

To tempt me with this!

A look of great struggle appeared on Bai Ze's face.

But the thought of the immense workload made him want to run away. However, Wei Yuan directly used a Taoist divine power with his right hand, the Dragon-Subduing Tiger-Taming technique created by Zhang Daoling, subduing the momentum of dragons and tigers. Although Bai Ze was a mythical creature, no one said that mythical creatures were equal to being good at fighting.

Besides, so what if he was a mythical creature?

The guy behind him directly cooked mythical creatures as dishes!

A natural counter!

In the end, after a series of pulling, counter-pulling, counter-measures, and the secret tricks of the Tu Shan clan, Bai Ze reluctantly agreed to Wei Yuan's request.

It included the basic definition of making Zhuge Wu Hou, the First Emperor, and Lord Wu An all become Bai Ze's patrons.

Frankly speaking, it was impossible to get Bai Ze to work overtime himself!

But if Bai Ze could bring out the patrons and also max out their favorability in advance, Bai Ze would be very happy. It was like giving the player a quest with rewards. Wei Yuan paused and asked, "However, do we need Nuwa's soil again?"

"Nuwa's soil? No need."

Bai Ze said with his dead fish eyes, "For the First Emperor's revival, we need Nuwa's clay because he is a high-end combat force. But think about it carefully, those in the Martial Temple, at least the Ten Philosophers, their martial strength is actually average. Saying average might be too much."

"Can you say that Han Xin is as good at fighting as Ba Wang? I say Ba Wang can beat ten of him with one hand."

"And he wouldn't even be out of breath."

"If Zhuge engaged in close combat with Zhang Fei, he would basically be courting death."

"Lord Wu An was definitely not the number one general of Qin, but he was the number one commander."

"Their greatest value is actually in their brains."

Bai Ze pointed to his head. "In a one-on-one fight, Han Xin would be hammered by Ba Wang."

"In an eight hundred versus eight hundred battle, Han Xin would also be hammered."

"Because Ba Wang's military formation is simply unreasonable. He is also an unparalleled commander who has only lost once in his life. You can't think that just because he can fight, he can't lead troops. That battle of smashing the cauldrons and sinking the boats was truly fought by him. Such a military formation commander possesses unparalleled personal charm on the battlefield."

"But in an eight thousand versus eight thousand battle, even if Han Xin lost, he could probably retreat safely."

"In an eighty thousand versus eighty thousand battle, Ba Wang would lose more often than he won."

"In an eight hundred thousand versus eight hundred thousand battle, Han Xin could hammer Ba Wang, winning every battle."

"But if Ba Wang didn't lose his composure, he could probably break through."

"In a million versus million battle, I suspect Han Xin could beat Ba Wang into a hundred and eight different positions without repeating himself… huh? Wei Yuan, why are you recording?"

Wei Yuan put away the recorder without changing his expression, smiling. "Ah, it's nothing, continue."

Bai Ze was suspicious. "In other words, we can basically discard the combat power of these people. What we need is their brains and insight. That's the Ten Philosophers, so we don't need materials like Nuwa's soil that can bear the load of top-tier combat forces. In fact, it's too wasteful. They can't bring out the effect of Nuwa's soil at all."

"So, reviving these guys is not that difficult."

"As for someone like Lord Wu An, it's because his murderous aura is too intense. He can condense a body with just his murderous aura. Other famous generals can't do that. That's a special model."

Bai Ze spoke eloquently, then said regretfully, "It's a pity that the generals of military formation are difficult to revive because they can truly grasp the opportunities on the battlefield, and their personal bravery is unparalleled."

"The most famous one in Shenzhou is Xiang Yu. The other one is Lu Bu, who is known because of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. Although both of them are strictly speaking feudal lords, not military generals. Of course, there's also Zhang Liao, who broke through a hundred thousand with eight hundred soldiers, the origin of the idiom 'stop crying, little ones.' He definitely belongs to the military formation lineage."

"I even suspect that the three commanders of the Bingzhou wolf cavalry back then, Lu Bu, Zhang Liao, and Gao Shun, were all military formation types."

"Fighting doesn't require brains, just go head-on. Frankly speaking, if you have enough three first-class fierce generals of military formation, then you really don't need brains. A wave of flying dragons rushing to the face, the other side is basically gone. If the other side doesn't die, then you die."

Wei Yuan was thoughtful. "You mean this plan lacks fierce generals of military formation in the first step?"

Bai Ze nodded, as if he was picking out his patrons, interestedly. "So I suggest that we basically get a Zhang Liao first."

"Zhang Liao is indeed a famous general of military formation, and he's a good person, mainly because he's a good person. Wasn't it that he had completed his strategic objective and was about to retreat, but the abandoned soldiers behind him shouted, 'General, are you abandoning us?' and he directly turned around and killed his way back?"

"On the other hand, Sun Quan ran away by himself, throwing his army down and running up a mountain for the first time."

"The second time, he jumped over a broken bridge and ran away."

"As a result, the general Chen Wu died in battle to cover him, and Sun Quan even had Chen Wu's wives and concubines buried with him. After the burial, he gave the Chen family two hundred retainers. I say, it's hard to say whether this Chen family will be surnamed Chen or Sun in the future. This person's imperial art is beyond doubt, but his character is outrageous."

"Actually, among the seventy-two generals, the strongest in military formation is him, but he can't be considered the strongest in ancient Shenzhou in military formation… Of course, he is the most qualified as a patron." Bai Ze was thinking happily. Why choose Zhang Liao? Of course, so that he could shout out when he encountered danger.

Patron, no, General, are you abandoning me?!

Then this famous general would kill his way back to save him.

Was there anything more reassuring than this?!

A patron's strength was not the most important thing.

The most important thing was that this patron was willing to risk his life to save him!

Wei Yuan's phone vibrated. He opened it and saw Xiang Hongyu's reply.

"I've learned it, do you want to spar?"

Wei Yuan curled his lips and replied with an emoji.

He looked at the Bai Ze in front of him, thought about it, and said, "I do know a famous general of military formation."

"Do you want to come and see?"

"Is he stronger than Zhang Liao?"

"Strictly speaking, yes."

The unparalleled one throughout the ages.

The undisputed number one in military formation.

Bai Ze was suspicious. Although he was omniscient, what he knew was the emotions of all things, not what others were thinking in their minds. He couldn't possibly open the other person's head to see what was inside, could he? But since there was a patron to hold onto, Bai Ze of course accepted all comers.

How many, bring as many as you can!

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Wei Yuan put the recorder in his pocket, saw Jue reading a book from the window, a smile appeared on his lips, thought about it, took a piece of paper, wrote some words on it, then put it in the small basket in front of the flower shop opposite, and then left with Bai Ze.

When Bai Ze left, he subconsciously glanced back and saw a new shop in the old street.

A girl with large, gentle eyes and bright features walked out.

Never seen her before.

He subconsciously planned to activate his omniscience to take a peek at who that was.

But before he could activate it, his movements froze, and a strong sense of threat appeared in his heart.

Cold sweat poured down his forehead like a waterfall.

It wasn't brought by that girl.

To be honest, that girl was very weak.

It was a strong premonition, as if if he saw the girl's identity, with his personality, he would 100% cause some trouble, and that trouble would definitely make him unlucky. Bai Ze pondered, slapped his eyes, and forcibly pressed his power back.

Don't look, don't look.

Steadiness first.

A curious cat dies early, surviving is victory.

Bai Ze turned his head and rented a shared bicycle with Wei Yuan.

The girl, A Zhao, who had just opened her shop, glanced at the two figures over there, but didn't think too much about it. She just stretched and looked at the bright and clean old street, a relaxed smile appearing on her lips.

………………

Inside the flower shop, in front of Jue, those Qin Yuan, Bai Su Zhen, and the clues related to the Queen Mother of the West that Wei Yuan had seen when he entered the flower shop were placed together. And now, after working hard since her revival, Jue finally found a trace of the Queen Mother of the West with her position in Kunlun.

Even if it was just a clue from a long time ago, it meant that the Queen Mother of the West was at least safe and sound.

Jue breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally found you…"

The girl murmured.

After feeling relieved, she couldn't help but wonder what was in the clue.

Was it the Queen Mother of the West's traces, or written documents, or clues?

How have you been these times? Are you still safe and sound?

She was like a mother figure. After discovering the clues, Jue didn't want to wait any longer. No one could bear not to look for a missing relative after finding them. She wanted to obtain further clues.

She got up and went out, opened the door and saw the note left by Wei Yuan.

"I have something to do today, if I come back, would you like to have dinner together?"

"Should we have hot pot together?"

The girl replied with quiet brushstrokes.

She put the note back in the museum.

Then she closed the flower shop. In the sound of the bell, her footsteps were light.

She left the old street as if it were an ordinary day.

Another answer was added to the note in the museum.

'I also have something to go out for.'

'After I come back…'

'How about I cook this time?'

As if it were ordinary.

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