Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

The atmosphere in the room became even more bizarre.

The Blood River Demon Venerable was sweating profusely, holding onto the table, half-kneeling on the ground in a daze.

Lu Wenwu, on the other hand, was leisurely crossing his legs and petting the dog.

Hmm...

Previously, he was always committed to solving problems with physical (literal) intelligence. Once in a while, actually using his brain wasn’t so bad; it was uniquely satisfying.

Unfortunately, this Cultivation Realm has invested too few social points outside of fighting. Even when discussing the shallowest things, the Blood River Demon Venerable already found them hard to comprehend.

The deeper matters haven’t even been touched.

Is the trifling benefit brought by religion and war just about human lives?

This doesn’t even qualify as a benefit—merely leftover scraps.

And what about financial wars where there’s no visible smoke besides blood and fire?

What about those corrupted means within a peaceful civilized society?

These are the true avenues for mad accumulation of wealth.

The efficiency of plundering in the open is way too low.

Unfortunately, these things won’t be understood by the Blood River Demon Venerable either; coincidentally, Lu Wenwu has already achieved his purpose and immediately stopped continuing.

Don’t think he routinely relies on brute force to overcome problems, yet that doesn’t mean he’s just a purely reckless fool.

After all, he’s a university graduate with excellent results from a complete education; he still possesses a considerable amount of necessary knowledge.

How does the saying go?

One may not use their brains, but they cannot be without them.

The Dragon Power continued to stir in this quaint reception room.

The Blood River Demon Venerable felt the pressure on his body increasing.

The pressure within—greater still.

Regarding the Demonic Dao and the last words spoken by Lu Wenwu.

”How can the human body be such an inconvenient thing?”

What kind of arrogance and confidence does this imply?

The Blood River Demon Venerable hasn’t seen a True Dragon, but he’s experienced a Flood Dragon’s Dragon Power countless times.

None of them are as substantial and overwhelming as Lu Wenwu’s, sacred and irresistible like heavens crushing down.

The intentions birthed in his earlier thoughts suddenly wavered.

The man before him... is he human or dragon?

If he’s human, then how can he ascend to be Dragon Emperor?

If he’s a dragon, then why does he claim to be human?

Also, the Dragon Emperor’s Crown of Light recorded in ancient texts, symbolizing the Dragon Emperor...

The Blood River Demon Venerable’s mind was a tangled mess, interwoven with a multitude of thoughts.

For a thousand years on the Path of Cultivation, never has he felt so bewildered and helpless as now.

Not even when his whole village was massacred, he courageously killed a critically injured Qi Refining Demon Cultivator with stones, and discovered the damaged copy of the Blood Refining Technique that altered his life’s destiny from him.

Lu Wenwu busily took out a stuffed pancake, eating while muttering:

”You cultivators always ponder on things that don’t matter. What does my nature have to do with you all? It’s like understanding it gives you the ability to defeat me.”

Having spent half a year at the Dragon Emperor’s tutoring class, Lu Wenwu doesn’t dare to claim he’s certain to win against late-stage Divinity Transformation opponents nine against one, but at least he can definitely kill a few and escape.

One-on-one?

Heh... even against a Demon Path Divinity Transformation with maxed survival capabilities, if Lu Wenwu wants to kill them, he could chase them to the ends of the earth and kill them.

Unless his enemy directly flees this world!

Upon hearing this, the Blood River Demon Venerable’s body, half-kneeling on the floor, slightly trembled, then revealed a bitter smile.

It’s harsh but true.

Even if the grand master’s generous handouts and Dragon Emperor identity are fake, does it really give him authority?

Someone who single-handedly battled the whole Immortal Dao Alliance, slaughtered two late-stage Divinity Transformation and over a dozen Nascent Soul Cultivators underneath an Ancient Killing Array, then retreated intact!

How do I compare?

Thinking of this, the Blood River Demon Venerable suddenly felt the gloom in his heart dispersed, and a bright clarity washed over him completely.

Earlier: Ugh, I’m worthless, I’m a failure.

Now: Hahaha, I am useless! Woohoo!

Rather than engage in mental turmoil, it’s better to embrace mediocrity.

”Figured it out?”

Lu Wenwu relieved the oppressive force, the Dragon Emperor’s Crown of Light vanished, and he took out a bottle of chilled blueberry juice, sipping through a triple straw, handing another fork to Mao Mao.

Xiu Dog also really enjoys the taste of such sweet and sour, chilled little juices.

The Blood River Demon Venerable stood up and nodded slightly, ”Many thanks to Your Majesty for illuminating the Dao Path. I can’t truly become a demon, so why not turn to the Righteous Dao as Your Majesty suggested? I think the Old Bald... Void Buddha Venerable will be quite pleased to see this.”

Lu Wenwu waved his hand, ”What do you plan to do?”

”Your Majesty’s previous guidance gave me great insight; Demonic Dao Cultivation Techniques might not be unusable for the Righteous Dao. We possess experience in aiding the development of mortals which the Righteous Dao lacks completely, so we can entirely... procure corresponding cultivation materials through methods that don’t involve killing...”

The Blood River Demon Venerable pondered while slowly articulating his newfound cultivation philosophy.

His previous Dao was shattered completely in the extremely brief period by Lu Wenwu.

Now, it is in the process of being reforged.

You ask if the Blood River Demon Venerable truly abandoned the thousand-year-old path for new roads simply because of Lu Wenwu’s words?

No one wants to step out of their comfort zone.

Be it the Blood River Demon Venerable or even an Immortal.