My bathroom leads to the celestial realm.

119 Misalignment

"Thank you, three thousand eight!" Wu Hong repeated with a smile.

Xu Yan's mind raced, and he laughed heartily: "Only three thousand eight?"

Wu Hong raised an eyebrow: "Too low?"

Xu Yan then asked, "Fellow Daoist Wu, I'm planning to learn how to refine pills recently. May I ask if your Wanbao Pavilion has any demon cores?"

"Demon cores? Yes, yes, yes, that's fantastic!" Wu Hong nodded hurriedly, beaming. "Our Wanbao Pavilion has treasured thousand-year-old Ink Dragon Cores, thousand-year-old Crimson Tiger Cores, thousand-year-old Fire Fox Cores..."

Xu Yan waved his hand dismissively: "Let me see it!"

Wu Hong immediately took out twenty or thirty brocade boxes of various sizes and colors from his Qiankun Ring.

He picked up the largest black brocade box and handed it over with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, please take a look. This is the Thousand-Year Ink Dragon Pill."

The egg-shaped demon core in the brocade box was pure black in color and had a slightly fishy smell. Sensing it with divine sense, the aura inside the core was mixed and impure, indicating that it was of low quality.

Upon closer inspection, the faint phantom of a black dragon could be seen within the dark demon core.

Good heavens, is this the remnant soul of a black dragon? Huh?

"That's it?" Xu Yan looked disgusted. "Five hundred years is an exaggeration!"

When conducting experiments for the Special Security Bureau, the purer the better. How could we take back a demon core of this quality?

Wu Hong wasn't embarrassed at all, insisting that this was indeed the Thousand-Year Dragon Pill, which made Xu Yan keep grimacing.

Looking at the Crimson Tiger Pill and the Fire Fox Pill, they are all the same kind of product.

Xu Yan frowned and said, "As long as it's pure enough, it doesn't matter if it's a little younger. If it's of the lightning, fire, wind, or ice element, then a longer age is fine too!"

These categories are all relatively easy to transform, unlike the more abstract categories of metal, wood, water, and earth.

Seeing that Wu Hong remained silent, Xu Yan continued, "If you have any light-attribute, dark-attribute, or other special demon cores, please bring them up! If these are all you have, then forget it."

Other attributes aside, if there were a light-attribute demon core, wouldn't it be possible to obtain spiritual energy simply by basking in the sun once a breakthrough is achieved in research?

Doesn't that sound exciting?

Light, light genus?

Wu Hong almost thought he had misheard. Wanbaolou had been open for so many years, and this was the first time he had ever heard of a demon core with the light attribute.

"Fellow Daoist is joking. Where in the world can you find a demon core with the attribute of light?"

"No?" Xu Yan was not as knowledgeable as Wu Hong, so naturally he didn't know whether there was or wasn't.

Carefully recalling the legends of the present world, he asked, unwilling to give up, "Fellow Daoist Wu, have you ever heard of the Three-Legged Golden Crow?"

This is the only light-related organism that Xu Yan can think of.

Wu Hong was taken aback: "Fellow Daoist, please don't joke. That's a legendary divine bird. Even if it really existed, our Wanbaolou wouldn't dare to sell it."

"Oh, I see!" Xu Yan said, her face full of disappointment. "What about the others?"

Wu Hong thought for a moment and said, "I do have one poison pill..."

Xu Yan immediately shook her head: "Forget about this."

"There's one more mirage pill..."

Xu Yan gritted his teeth: Where did you get so many strange demon cores?

Forget it, this guy is too unreliable, I'd better rely on myself.

Xu Yan automatically ignored Wu Hong's voice and began to look through the brocade boxes containing demon cores. He picked out all the ones with relatively pure quality and put them aside. In total, he picked out seven brocade boxes.

Three fire pills, one each of metal, wood, water, and earth.

"Where's the mirage pill? Bring it to me too!"

Wu Hong gave an instruction, and immediately a shop assistant rushed off. A short while later, another Foundation Establishment cultivator hurriedly arrived and brought over a brocade box with a spirit talisman attached.

Wu Hong pushed the brocade box in front of Xu Yan: "This is the Mirage Pill, fellow Daoist, please take a look!"

The talisman on the brocade box was clearly used to seal the mirage pill, which made Xu Yan chuckle.

Wanbaolou really has a lot of ulterior motives!

If you dare not check, the box might be empty; conversely, if you check it on the spot, you might be trapped in an illusion from which you cannot extricate yourself.

They've certainly got a good plan.

Xu Yan used a spell to clear his mind and calmly unveiled the talisman. An invisible power immediately spread out.

Wu Hong was prepared and immediately stepped back a few paces, intending to watch Xu Yan make a fool of himself.

Xu Yan was indeed bewitched by the demon core, and all sorts of illusions arose in his mind. His divine sense was strong, and it was already the limit that a mere rootless and sourceless demon core could pull him into an illusion. What he heard and saw was severely distorted, like a damp and moldy old film. Even a three-year-old child could distinguish between reality and illusion.

Furthermore, the Thunder Control Technique is most effective against evil spirits. Although illusions are unrelated to evil spirits, the Mirage Pill was left behind by a demon and is also within the range of the Thunder Control Technique's ability to control them.

In a mere instant, Xu Yan broke free from the illusion, casually flicked the demon core, and nodded, saying, "Not bad!"

After saying that, he reattached the talisman and casually put it aside.

Wu Hong was astonished and became even more convinced that Xu Yan must be a disciple of a major sect.

Xu Yan smiled with satisfaction and then asked, "Fellow Daoist Wu, does your shop have flying boats?"

He didn't plan to buy it, but the opportunity was too good to pass up, so he wanted to learn more.

Wu Hong's spirits lifted: "Yes, yes, yes! Our shop has the Black Cloud Carriage, the Flying Cloud Boat, the Flower-Scented Sedan Chair..."

He rattled off more than a dozen flying magical artifacts in one breath, including flying boats, flying cars, flying sedan chairs, and flying buildings, each with different functions and numerous names.

Xu Yan was stunned.

The "Dark Cloud Carriage" sounds like something that flies up and fills the sky with dark clouds; the "Flying Cloud Boat" is obviously accompanied by colorful clouds; but what about the "Floral Flower Sedan Chair"? Filled with flying flowers?

Goodness, Wanbaolou has really figured out consumer psychology. They're focusing on something impractical, specifically emotional value, right?

How could they even think of that!

Xu Yan shook his head and said, "These are not what I want. Fellow Daoist Wu, may I ask what the largest flying boat in your shop is?"

"Twelve zhang!" Wu Hong blurted out.

Three feet equals one meter, so one hundred and twenty feet is... forty meters?

Xu Yan was immediately taken aback; this was no small matter!

Most medieval ships were only about thirty meters long.

"Are there any bigger ones?" he asked tentatively.

Wu Hong countered, "I wonder how big you want?"

Xu Yan continued the calculations, concluding that the flight deck of an aircraft carrier was approximately 300 meters long...

"About a hundred zhang."

"How many?" Wu Hong was completely dumbfounded. "Fellow Daoist, are you joking? Where in the world is there a flying boat that is a hundred feet long? Even the number one sect in the world, Shangqing Sect, only has one flying boat that is thirty-three feet long."

Xu Yan continued the conversion: thirty-three zhang... that's only a little over a hundred meters?

That is, it's at the level of a frigate, with a displacement of only three to five thousand.

But airships are all boat-shaped. If you flatten, stretch, and thin the airship to create a flat deck, how long and wide can it be?

Can we install catapults? Would that be enough for fighter jets to take off and land?

No, no, five thousand is too little. What about ten thousand? Twenty thousand? Thirty thousand should be enough, right?

No, this is too technical. He's smart enough, but he can't figure it out. Let's leave it to the Special Security Bureau to deal with!

With that thought, Xu Yan gathered his thoughts and waved his hand with boundless generosity: "That's all, let's settle the accounts!"