Chapter 122: The Mysterious Tales Program

System Notification: Kun: Mingbei, successful breakthrough to Mortal Transcending.
Alchemical Creature: Kun, Name: Mingbei
Innate Talents: Marvelous Tracelessness, Universe Within the Belly, Realm Roaming
Abilities: Illusion, Devour, Subterranean Stealth, Soaring Flight
Basic Rating: Silver Intermediate (Cultivatable, requires Mortal Transcending energy materials)
System Description: Planets and gravity are no longer shackles; this is a miraculous creature capable of adapting to almost any environment.

Wu You gazed at the massive Kun, estimating that in terms of sheer size alone—excluding the roots—even the Mountain Tree might not compare to it now. Furthermore, the Kun had advanced directly to a Silver Intermediate creature; its very bulk radiated an aura of immense power. While size is not the only metric for strength, when something grows large enough to topple mountains upon impact and shake the earth with its touch, such visual impact naturally becomes synonymous with power.

He glanced downward once more. What a grudge, what a grievance. Tianyun Mountain was sparsely populated, but not entirely deserted. Such an exaggerated transformation in such a short time would surely give people quite a fright.

...

Having acquired two new Silver-tier creatures, one of which was Silver Intermediate, he had achieved a small goal in the short term. Although his mental energy had not been depleted each time, the frequent creation process left his psychological state feeling somewhat fatigued. This was not a good sign. For a long time now, Wu You had increasingly come to trust his intuition and other non-material senses. Though he felt a lingering concern regarding matters like the metal fragment, there were no clues, so worrying was futile. Meanwhile, the footage in the database felt far too distant from his current reality.

Upon returning home, he planned to get some rest—and not just in the sense of sleeping. Recently, Zhang Guihua and Wu Jianguo had begun traveling extensively, accompanied by security personnel from Wu You’s company. Wu You hoped his parents would truly enjoy life. Going out to experience the local customs of various places was a fine choice, a way to make up for the honeymoon his mother had always regretted missing. If they stayed home, given his parents' personalities and habits, they would never be able to sit still and would inevitably spend their time working.

Wu You, while appearing to stay put, had in fact traversed the skies, the oceans, and even alternate worlds. Consequently, the lonely old man Bai Yanxi had spent a long time wandering the mountains alone, tinkering with his medicinal herbs. This recent period of ease had allowed him to relax, yet it also brought a touch of loneliness. Wu You was sipping tea in the living room when he saw the old man return from the herb garden on the back mountain and offered a casual greeting. However, the old man did not respond as he usually did—by simply acknowledging the greeting or joining him for tea. He seemed somewhat hesitant.

"Old Man Bai, you're back? Did things go smoothly?" Bai Yanxi was always a man of discretion and would never pry into things unnecessarily. Wu You understood that he must have something else to say; the earlier remark was just to break the ice.

"Old Bai, if you have something to say, just say it. We're close."

"Ahem—well, then I'll be direct." The old man gave a dry cough and sat down on a nearby stool. "It’s like this, young Wu. I’d like to go home for a bit to send some living expenses to my grandson..."

"Home?" Wu You was momentarily stunned. He recalled that Bai Yanxi had once mentioned having an unfilial youngest son, and he had assumed the old man intended to sever ties with that family forever. "No problem at all. Of course you can go; I haven't restricted your personal freedom."

Bai Yanxi was delighted to hear this. Even he didn't know why he felt so nervous about simply telling Wu You he was going home. Perhaps it was the anxiety of not having seen his kin for so long, or perhaps it was because, as Wu You’s mental power grew increasingly potent, everyone except his immediate blood relatives felt a passive, imposing mental pressure from him.

"Right, let me have two of the company's security guards drive you there. That family isn't very kind to you, and with your old bones, if something happened, it would be a great loss to the company." This wasn't Wu You exaggerating the old man's importance. Bai Yanxi was a treasure among the researchers working on the Traditional Chinese Medicine projects jointly developed by the Myriad Beast Manor and several biological laboratories. He not only helped with formulation and research at home but was also occasionally invited to the labs for guidance. Several medicines containing special formulas had already reached the final experimental stage.

"Haha, no need, no need! A car is enough!" Bai Yanxi was quite pleased by the arrangement. He knew the Myriad Beast Manor's security guards; they were rumored to be highly skilled fighters, each one incredibly formidable—he had no idea what they were fed to grow so strong.

The finance department of the Myriad Beast Biotechnology Company had set up a payroll card for him, with 50,000 deposited every month. Living at the Wu residence was both leisurely and comfortable, with no expenses to pay. Without realizing it, he had saved up hundreds of thousands. The last time he saw his little grandson was right after he was released from prison; the child had just started elementary school, and in the blink of an eye, four or five years had passed. He wondered if the boy would still recognize him, or if he would still call him grandpa.

Bai Yanxi went to his room to pack his things with a smile on his face. Wu You, meanwhile, seemed to have truly settled into leisure. He lifted the lid of his tea cup with his left hand, then pressed his middle finger against his index finger. The muscles in his index finger tightened, while the middle finger relaxed slightly.

*Whoosh—*

His index finger flicked out gently.

*Ding—*

The sound produced was not the dull thud of skin against porcelain, but a crisp, metallic ring, as if a small hammer had struck the ceramic lid. This was a testament to Wu You’s ever-strengthening physique. He didn't know what level of body tempering he had reached, as the system didn't provide an assessment, but it certainly wouldn't be anything less than extraordinary.

"Asking the world, is this mountain the highest..."

His phone rang. The caller ID was Lu Yang, a member of the production team responsible for creating the videos.

"Hello, Lu Yang. Calling me—is the video finished?"

Lu Yang, on the other end, sounded somewhat timid. "Sorry, Mr. Wu, it took over ten days to finish. It’s my first time handling such high-quality footage, and I really wanted to make it perfect."

"It's your first time; you'll get the hang of it later." Wu You offered a lukewarm word of encouragement.

"Mr. Wu, I've sent the video to your email. Please take a look; if you're not satisfied, we can revise it."

"Alright, send it over."

After exchanging a few more words, Wu You hung up. Honestly, he was quite looking forward to this video; after all, it was his directorial debut. It even featured his own grand entrance. Even without any post-production, a raw recording would definitely cause a sensation online.

He couldn't wait to download the attachment. The total file size was 400MB, with a duration of 20 minutes. He clicked play. It began with the local customs of an ancient city and aerial views of beautiful landscapes. The footage and the rendered effects were so serene they calmed the soul. Suddenly, the scene shifted—floods ravaging the land, countless regions turning into watery graves, interspersed with shots of commoners fleeing for their lives.

Then, the perspective changed to the outskirts of Jiulu City, surrounded by the flood. The Immortal appeared, two dragons clashed, and Jiulu City was destroyed... The subsequent plot was tightly paced and thrilling to the extreme. As Ao Guang landed his strike on Earth, the screen cut to black amidst violent tremors. Even Wu You, who knew the outcome, couldn't help but curse, dying to see what happened next.

This video was spectacular—truly breathtaking! The channel he had registered on the video site would finally be put to good use. The program would be called "Miraculous Tales."