Wizard: I Can Refine Everything-Chapter 512 - 57: You Actually Know About Other Worlds

Outside of Chengshan City, Richard followed Yue Feng as they moved forward.

"Senior, this manor is extremely well-hidden; ordinary people simply cannot find it."

As he spoke, Yue Feng brushed aside the road-blocking weeds that were taller than a man, revealing a narrow path.

"Senior, this way."

Richard surveyed the surroundings, his brows furrowing slightly. With his senses far surpassing those of third-level creatures, he acutely detected something amiss with the energy environment around them.

It seemed as though someone was observing them through some medium.

"Ulysses, have you noticed anything?" Richard asked Ulysses on his shoulder with a spiritual message.

"Just someone peeping at us."

Ulysses’s voice was somewhat indolent. Yesterday, Richard was responsible for killing people while Ulysses handled the reconnaissance. It was Ulysses who had discovered the Scripture Houses of several sects.

After such high-intensity reconnaissance, Ulysses was slightly fatigued.

"Qi Men Array?" Richard speculated in his mind.

As a Qi Men Array Master being hunted, it was quite normal to make some arrangements at his hiding place.

Following the path, Richard quickly arrived at a residence situated halfway up the mountain.

In the manor, half-beast slaves were cleaning the road. Seeing Richard and Yue Feng approaching, a half-beast dressed as a steward stepped forward and said,

"Young Sect Leader, Mr. Wu has been waiting for the two of you for quite some time."

Upon hearing this, Yue Feng’s expression tightened. He stealthily glanced at Richard, and only after seeing that Richard had no reaction did he let out a sigh of relief.

The steward’s words were too easy to misunderstand.

Although he did indeed want to escape the grasp of that old demon through Mr. Wu’s help, he hadn’t made any preparations beforehand.

"Lead the way," Richard said calmly.

Following the steward, the two entered a massive wooden mansion at the center of the manor. There, an oddly dressed, very aged half-beast lay on a recliner, leisurely sunbathing.

This old beast wore only a robe, with a gourd tied around his waist and worn straw sandals on his feet. His robe seemed to be sewn together from many colorful fabric scraps. The hairpin in his hair was also made of ordinary wood, devoid of any gemstones.

Upon entering, Yue Feng bowed to the old beast and said,

"Mr. Wu."

But the old beast seemed not to hear, lying motionless on the recliner.

Yue Feng’s face turned somewhat awkward as he called out again, "Mr. Wu."

Still, the old beast did not respond.

Just as Yue Feng was about to call out again, he heard Richard beside him say, "Don’t bother calling; a pre-arranged illusion won’t respond to you."

Richard looked around, sensing that the space of this courtyard had been separated from the outside world by some technique similar to a space anchor.

At this moment, the courtyard was akin to a sealed space.

"I am very curious as to what exactly you are."

A voice came from outside the courtyard, and the two turned to see Mr. Wu, draped in a colorful robe, holding a rough wooden staff, nonchalantly watching Richard.

Richard pointed at himself and replied, "Are you talking about me?"

"Is there anyone else here?"

"Doesn’t this person beside me count?"

"Dead men don’t count."

Saying this, Mr. Wu tapped his wooden staff on the ground, and Yue Feng at Richard’s side began to feel a sharp, intense pain coursing through his body.

An invisible force enveloped him, and within moments, his body dissolved into a puddle of filth.

Richard glanced at Yue Feng and asked in an even tone, "Is this the work of Qi Men’s strange means? It looks quite impressive."

Mr. Wu said indifferently, "You haven’t yet answered my question. Are you a creature from another Grotto Heaven? Or are you a being from beyond the heavens?"

"So, you’re aware of other worlds," Richard’s interest was piqued by this statement, "that is indeed a bit unusual."

Ordinary Wild Beastmen of the Wilderness Land, and even sects like the Banshan Sect, were unaware of other worlds outside their realm. In their world view, the Wilderness World was the only world within the Star Realm.

Beyond the Wilderness Land, there was only chaos.

"It seems you come from outside this world," Mr. Wu said, excitement flashing across his face. "Lord Saint’s knowledge was indeed correct; there sure are new worlds beyond the Wilderness!"

"Lord Saint?"

Richard’s expression became odd upon hearing this. In the Wilderness Land, the term "Lord Saint" was only used by one power.

Mr. Wu looked at Richard with dissatisfaction, "Otherworldly monster, if you want to live, then shut your mouth."

"And what if I don’t?" Richard challenged.

"Then...."

Mr. Wu was about to use a Qi Men Array to teach Richard a lesson, but before he could lift his staff, he saw a figure standing in front of him.

Richard removed the "Invisible Face," looking mockingly at the old beastman before him.

"In front of a Wizard, fiddling with space, Alien, you are a bit overconfident."

There were five methods Richard knew of that could break a Space Anchor.

Seeing Richard had broken through his Array, Mr. Ulysses’s body suddenly trembled and a strong wave of energy burst forth from within him.

Bang!

Richard grabbed Mr. Ulysses’s fist, looking somewhat surprised.

In just a short moment, Mr. Ulysses had transformed from a previously thin old man into a four-meter-tall muscle-bound devil.

Mr. Ulysses now had a sturdy figure, his body flushed red as red vapors continuously seeped from within him, resembling a demon that had crawled out from Hell.

"Otherworldly monster, don’t underestimate me... Aaah!"

Richard released his grip expressionlessly; at this moment, Mr. Ulysses’s fist had been squashed into a ball of flesh and bone fused together.

"Alien, you think too highly of yourself."

In front of Richard, a being that had transcended the limits of third-level creatures, Mr. Ulysses’s strength was merely akin to a turtle that had become a child.

Mr. Ulysses’s face turned fearful as he turned to flee, but before he could move, he felt a surge of intense pain in his body.

Looking down, he saw several metal spikes nailed into several major acupoints that were vital for the flow of his Cultivation Technique.

Richard looked at Mr. Ulysses with a "kind" smile: "Don’t rush off, I also have many things I’d like to ask you."

Behind Richard, a Secret Realm Rift opened, and with Mr. Ulysses’s despairing gaze upon him, Richard took him into the Secret Realm.

Three hours later, Richard stood with the interrogation record in his hands in front of Mr. Ulysses, whose body bore numerous cuts and whose soul was shattered, nodding in satisfaction.

"Not bad, it mostly checks out."

After three hours of interrogation, Richard had successfully extracted from Mr. Ulysses the information he desired.

As he had guessed, Mr. Ulysses was a Magic Martial Artist. And the "Saint" he mentioned was the Demon Lord from the Wild Beastmen’s mythological legends.

Wizards didn’t have much intelligence on Magic Martial Artists, as these warriors were almost universally loathed in the Wilderness Land. Discovering one would immediately prompt the local Sects to send people to exterminate them.

It was difficult for common folk to acquire intelligence on these warriors.

According to Mr. Ulysses’s testimony, he was originally just an ordinary Qi Men practitioner, wandering through the Wilderness Land and seeking various unique Fung Shui formations to aid his cultivation.

But during one such Fung Shui Qi cultivation, he touched upon a colossal will in a haze.

That will was immense yet seemingly not fully awake.

After touching it, Mr. Ulysses was innately infused with a mishmash of information. Upon waking up, Mr. Ulysses became a Magic Martial Artist.

After becoming a Magic Martial Artist, Mr. Ulysses didn’t undergo a drastic change of temperament, as rumors suggested. He continued seeking Fung Shui Qi formations as usual, but differently, ideas began popping up in his mind without reason, prompting him to alter the Qi formations.

The altered Qi formations became more conducive to his cultivation, and his martial prowess advanced by leaps and bounds.

Later, during one such Fung Shui alteration, he encountered a Qi Men practitioner who was also a Magic Martial Artist. Introduced by him, he joined the organization known by the Wilderness Land’s Sects as the Demon Sect.

And thus, he became a Deacon of the Demon Sect in Chengshan City.

Indeed, Mr. Ulysses was not hunted down; everything Yue Fengshan knew was fabricated by Mr. Ulysses and the Demon Sect’s minions.

"The Demon Lord is not dead, he’s just sealed..."

Richard gazed at the last sentence of the testimony, furrowing his brow slightly.

If the Demon Lord was not dead, then their expedition would inevitably confront a Star Realm Master.

Although Wizards didn’t plan to enslave the Wild Beastmen, the World Master among them would definitely be eliminated.

Richard didn’t believe that these Martial Arts Grandmasters would be noble enough to die without willingly breaking the Demon Lord Seal, especially considering the information they had obtained about the Demon Sect, indicating that these Major Sects controlled the nodes of the Pioneer Relics which were the Demon Lord Seal.

Richard sighed lightly, "Alas, the great world indeed is no easy target."

Apart from the news about the Demon Sect, Mr. Ulysses’s testimony included information about Qi Men.

These pieces of knowledge, after being compared through a Soul Search by Richard, turned out to be mostly accurate.

Putting the testimony in his pocket, Richard approached Mr. Ulysses, removed the gourd from his waist. Probing with his spiritual power, Richard erased Mr. Ulysses’s mark from the gourd.

This gourd was named Qiankun Gourd, a Magic Bag from the Wild Beastmen. Unlike the Magic Pockets that every Wizard Apprentice in the Wizard World could afford, the Qiankun Gourd was costly, with a larger space.

However, surprisingly, the Qiankun Gourd was not crafted by artisans; only Qi Men practitioners could create it.

With a slight infusion of Magic Power, the Qiankun Bag spat out a multitude of items. Most were various strange things used for setting up Arrays and Array Flags, as well as some scattered Magic Essences and Elemental Gems.

However, among them, only two items caught Richard’s attention: one was a tattered Qi Men book, and the other was a strangely patterned mask.

The Qi Men book needed no further explanation, but that mask was the disguise Mr. Ulysses wore when attending the Demon Sect’s gatherings.

As a target for universal persecution, the Demon Sect members did not know each other’s real identities to prevent one discovery from leading to a mass capture; they called each other by code names.

Richard held the mask in his hand, and the more he examined the intricate patterns, the more intrigued he became.

Suddenly, Richard’s body jerked, and he quickly moved the mask away.

"Ulysses, take a look at this thing!"

Richard looked at the mask with a trace of apprehension; the patterns on this mask could influence him—a being who had transcended human limits.