Chapter 3 Physical Persuasion

Is it that the food of the Mortals here is inherently so unpalatable?

Or is it that the food from that iron box isn’t made by humans, which is why it’s so hard to swallow?

In the medical room, each of the two standard Compartments for every Capillary Passage.

Wang Jixuan gnawed on the dry rations labeled ‘Emergency Biscuits,’ forcefully chewing and swallowing the stuff.

He felt like he was chewing a pile of sawdust.

As unpalatable as it was, this thing’s effect was quite good.

Wang Jixuan’s weak limbs slowly began to regain strength, and he felt the pleasure of being full.

A pleasure worth 2 food rations.

That Demoness…

Accompanied by a faint chewing sound, Wang Jixuan looked at the still unconscious female physician, deep in thought.

According to the rules of their Cultivation World, it wouldn’t matter if he killed this Demoness who intended to harm him.

But he was currently just like a Mortal, living in this massive underground Fortress, with surveillance in every passage—although most of it was broken, creating many blind spots, if he rashly killed this female physician, he would also lose his life.

He was too weak now; he could only adapt to the local customs and follow the rules here.

The most prudent approach now would be to bind this Demoness with a Spell, hang a ‘Demoness’ sign on her, and let the world know of her improper conduct and poor character.

But soon, through Mu Liang’s memories, Wang Jixuan discovered that matters between men and women in this strange world were quite open.

The environment within the Fortress was too oppressive, leading to an even split between sex conservatives and sex liberals, with two opposing attitudes towards gender relations.

“Consider it the local custom here, then.”

Daoist Wang thought so.

This female physician was a Level 4 ordinary citizen, a professional technical talent, a bit higher in status than Mu Liang’s Level 3 ordinary citizen (ordinary worker or farmer).

Even if it escalated to the authorities—the Fortress Enforcement Court and the Security Squads on each floor—he would easily be at a disadvantage.

During his arduous cultivation in his past life, although Wang Jixuan rarely interacted with outsiders and was considered unapproachable by his fellow Sect members, it was merely because he was single-mindedly devoted to the Dao and unwilling to concern himself with anything outside of cultivation.

He was not ignorant of human relations.

‘Hmm, in such a situation, one should appeal to her emotions and reason with her, awaken her conscience, and grant this Daoist a certificate stating that I do not need to undergo a craniotomy or brain-sculpting procedure.’

‘If she doesn’t know what’s good for her, then using some Cultivator methods wouldn’t hurt.’

‘What kind of methods? Although this Daoist has never studied mind-control incantations and Talismans before, I am capable of subtly influencing the minds of Mortals… However, mind-control Spells are forbidden in the Cultivation World, and this Daoist is not some Intruder (Demonic Path evil demon) after all. To maintain a pure Dao Heart, I must use them cautiously.’

Wang Jixuan made up his mind, habitually raising his hand to beckon to the water cup beside him.

The water cup remained still.

He laughed self-deprecatingly, got up to bring the water cup over, and then searched the medical room for some Magical Artifacts to give himself an advantage during negotiations. Then, he dipped his right index finger in a drop of clear water, lightly flicked it at the female physician’s forehead, and quietly chanted.

“Supreme Tai Xing, respond without ceasing. Wisdom clear and bright, mind and spirit at peace.”

The female physician let out a soft hum from her nose, then groaned while clutching her forehead, slowly opening her eyes.

“Hiss—Oh dear!”

She said, “What happened to me?” as she raised her hand to touch her forehead, finding a layer of gauze there.

She seemed to have a concussion, feeling a bit nauseous and dry heaving, with the world spinning around her.

The female physician suddenly curled into a ball, her breathing becoming slightly rapid, glaring at Wang Jixuan with her large, false-lashed eyes.

She had been a medical staff member in Sector 602, C Zone, Thirteenth Floor for two years, and of course, she knew that the surveillance equipment and alarm in this medical room had long been scrapped.

What’s more, the soundproofing in this medical room was exceptionally good!

Wang Jixuan, adopting the local etiquette, extended his right hand, intending to shake her hand and greet her.

This gesture, however, caused the female physician to react immediately:

“You, what do You want to do! I’m going to call for help! I have many friends! My ex-boyfriend is a team leader in the Enforcement Team! Don’t hurt me! Please! This is my first time doing something like threatening someone…”

Wang Jixuan pondered for a few moments, trying his best to organize the language of this world, his voice as gentle as possible.

“I will certainly not harm You.”

He said softly, his gaze clear and his attitude sincere.

Perhaps it was because this body was inherently handsome, or perhaps because Wang Jixuan was merely sitting in a chair at the moment, the female physician gradually calmed down.

She took a few deep breaths and looked down at the electronic instrument beside her.

There was still a bit of her blood on the edge of that iron box.

“Miss… hmm, Doctor Wei Na,” Wang Jixuan said seriously, “We should first clarify the rights and wrongs here. You were the one who first tried to insult me, and I was forced to retaliate. Do You agree?”

The female physician, Wei Na, frowned tightly.

She knew she was in the wrong and somewhat dared not look directly at Wang Jixuan, nodding slightly.

Wang Jixuan continued: “I will not report You to the Enforcement Team and the Security Squad, and You don’t need to pursue me for hitting You. Is there any problem?”

“Good, good, no problem.”

Wei Na’s voice trembled, looking down at Wang Jixuan’s leg.

“Also, help me issue a certificate.”

Wang Jixuan blinked lightly:

“You know what kind of certificate I want; I don’t want a piece of my head missing.”

“I know!”

Wei Na nodded hurriedly:

“I’ve issued many certificates for many people! Nothing happened between us today, and we’ll keep to ourselves from now on! Is that okay…? I, I apologize to You, I just haven’t touched a man in too long… I was actually somewhat of a sex conservative before…”

The more she spoke, the less confident she became.

Wang Jixuan’s gaze held a hint of amusement.

“I don’t want to create any extra complications, and I have little interest in your life.”

Wang Jixuan picked up the foot-long repair wrench by his leg, twirled it in his hand, stood up, and put it back into the repair kit in the corner.

The female physician, Wei Na, let out a long sigh of relief.

She touched the throbbing wound on her forehead, and as she rose from the narrow sickbed, she saw her neatly placed pair of combat boots.

“Is issuing a certificate very troublesome?”

Wang Jixuan stood at the doorway, habitually clasping his hands behind his back, asking as gently as possible.

Wei Na, head down, fumbled with her boots, muttering with lingering fear:

“Not troublesome, just needs to be operated from the terminal. I need to go to my office. I just started my shift today and received news that someone who attempted suicide in this district needed medical attention, so I came to treat them… I had a bit to drink earlier, which is why I was somewhat impulsive… Everyone here is under a lot of pressure, You can understand this terrible living environment, right… Haha…”

Her dry laughter was full of bitterness.

Wang Jixuan did not respond.

Wei Na put on her white coat, took a few deep breaths, and deftly picked up her pass and ID card, saying in a low voice:

“It needs to be operated from the medical terminal.

“Come with me, my main medical office is only a few dozen meters from here, just around the corner.”

Wang Jixuan pulled open the metal door of the alloy medical room; outside was a Capillary corridor just wide enough for three people to walk abreast.

The energy-saving lights maintained their lowest brightness, making the corridor appear dim.

It was quiet here.

It was afternoon, a normal working hour today, but behind the alloy doors every three meters, there were few people moving, and many rooms were dark.

It would be at least two more hours before this place became bustling with activity.

“Lead the way.”

“Okay,” Wei Na lowered her head and quickly walked out of the medical room, her expression somewhat regretful.

And a deep sense of frustration.

She had actually been hit.

And it was while she was trying to exude her charm that she was rejected by a young man by being knocked unconscious.

Was she really old? Wasn’t everyone in this area quite casual about such things? Was he actually a conservative? Oh my god… how embarrassing…

Wang Jixuan followed Wei Na about two meters behind, always maintaining a degree of vigilance.

The Sect elders often said that the more alluring a Demonic Path Demoness, the more cunning she was, and one must never let down their guard at any moment.

They would stop at nothing to steal a Cultivator’s primal Yang.

The two walked one after another through the brightly lit corridor intersection, turning into a familiar environment, with Wei Na’s usual clinic close at hand.

That faintly flickering ‘cross’ sign finally gave her a sufficient sense of security.

Wei Na’s thoughts quickly became active.

She was somewhat unwilling to accept this defeat.

“Before…”

Wei Na deliberately slowed her pace, turned to look at Wang Jixuan, and gently blinked:

“Has any woman ever told You that You’re actually quite charming?”

“No.”

“Are You resistant to romantic relationships? Are You an extreme conservative? No? Do You perhaps like men?”

“…”

“You really hit hard; I’m still a bit dizzy now, probably a concussion.”

Wei Na gently bit her lower lip:

“But when You hit me just now, my heart felt like it was squeezed hard, do You know? No one has ever been able to refuse me, as long as I initiate it.”

Wang Jixuan was expressionless, even feeling a bit like sneering.

She was indeed a Demoness.

If it weren’t for the importance of this medical certificate and the fact that the office they were going to was right in front of them, he would really want to turn around and leave.

“I have someone in my heart,” Wang Jixuan replied.

His beloved was any Fairy from the Immortal Realm.

“Someone in your heart? That’s a rare phrase. Is it a classmate You met at school? A first love? That’s truly sad… We’ve arrived.”

Wei Na pressed her ID card on the electronic door lock three times, and the electronic lock made a motor whirring sound. The cheaply made alloy door opened inwards with a “click.”

She turned to look at Wang Jixuan, but didn’t notice that Wang Jixuan’s body suddenly tensed, ready to jump back at any moment.

Wang Jixuan sensed three Qi behind the door, likely this Demoness’s accomplices…

Thud!

A cold gun barrel was pressed against Wei Na’s smooth forehead.

Wei Na immediately froze in place.

Inside the door, three men in gray tracksuits stood silently.

Wei Na’s expression changed several times, then she showed a rather charming smile:

“Brother Hua, do You really have to… I truly didn’t have time last time…”

The short, middle-aged man in the center put away his black pistol, snorted coldly through his nose, grabbed Wei Na’s hair, dragged her into the spacious clinic, and kicked her without holding back in the slightest.

“Brother Hua, no! Ah!”

“You bitch! Letting You be the chief surgeon was giving You face!”

Wang Jixuan felt that he should wisely retreat now.

But the other party had clearly noticed him.

The other two burly men looked at him with ill intent, slowly closing in from left and right.

‘Brother Hua’ roared again: “Drag her boyfriend in!”

The brawny man on the right immediately said: “Kid, You! Brother Hua wants You inside.”

“I just met her.”

“Get in!” The brawny man on the left roared, glaring.

“Alright, since You are so insistent.”

Wang Jixuan calmly walked inside the door, his mind rapidly pondering whether, with his current residual soul power, among the three arts of incantations, Talismans, and Spells, there was a method that could easily subdue these Mortals.

Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate.

The Spiritual Qi here is thin, and the power of Spells is greatly reduced, and he…

He was indeed not very good at close-quarters combat.

Thud!

The two burly men forcefully closed the alloy door of the ‘District Clinic,’ a sinister grin on their faces.

Double release a week early, catching the editor off guard!

(Originally, the plan was to seamlessly connect with immortal father, but later, because the writing for this book was going well, I decided to double release. Now it’s released even earlier. Nothing else, just on a roll.)

This time, I just want to quietly write a fun story.

Later, there will be two updates at noon, for now, no groups will be opened, and the focus is still on immortal father, which is in its final stages.