Chapter 44 Receiving Transformation and Activating

Spirit Stone!

Although the object encased in the metal shell inside the pendant was very small;

But Wang Jixuan believed he couldn’t possibly be wrong!

There is absolutely no mistake about the faint spiritual energy fluctuations within it!

That’s a spirit stone, or an object that’s highly similar to a spirit stone!

However, the spiritual energy inside had been drained, and when it came into contact with Zheng Shiduo’s body, its fluctuations would be obscured by the ‘mottled aura’ emanating from Zheng Shiduo himself.

Wang Jixuan restrained himself;

I tried my best to suppress the urge to ask what this thing was.

His intuition told him that this might be the Blade Beast Crystal Core!

Later, you can simply ask Zheng Shiduo casually, or Ling Tong, who has extensive frontline experience.

As long as he can get his hands on three of these items with undiminished spiritual power, he can set up the simplest ‘Three Talents Gathering Spirit Array’ to transform the spiritual power within into spiritual energy, greatly increasing his cultivation speed in a short period of time!

If he could get enough of this stuff, the problem of the thin spiritual energy in the air would no longer be a concern for him!

Now that I’m relearning, I have no lack of understanding.

However, the higher a cultivator’s cultivation level, the greater their need for spiritual energy, and Wang Jixuan had no idea how many spirit stones he would need…

“Mu Liang, Mu Liang?”

Zhou Zhengde waved his large hand in front of Wang Jixuan.

“Hmm, what’s wrong?”

“We should go,” Zhou Zhengde said. “Ling Tong left a route. We need to hide on the nearest floor, wait for half an hour, and then find elevator number 7 to go to the 45th floor.”

Three elite officers looked at the screens on their arms and said quickly:

“The situation is bad. Unidentified psionicists are converging on this fire escape, and we may encounter them.”

“We are not confident in directly confronting psionicists.”

“We can surrender if necessary. We can help Captain Ling Tong and the others distract the enemy. Moreover, with Captain Zhou around, the psionicists won’t dare to kill us. Even if Kong Nu is crazy, he won’t dare to directly provoke the Commander-in-Chief.”

“Follow me, I know the way.”

Wang Jixuan carried the metal box that Zheng Shiduo had been carrying.

Zhou Zhengde immediately said, “Listen to Mu Liang, he’s the guide.”

The three officers, newly arrived at Fort 76, nodded in unison, their nerves on edge, each clutching their weapon.

Two minutes later.

On the thirty-second floor of the fortress, an abandoned fire door was kicked open, and several figures quickly entered. Two people strode forward in a crisscrossing manner, kneeling with their guns at the ready and standing against the wall, observing all around.

Wang Jixuan carried a large metal box on his back, grabbed Zhou Zhengde’s arm with his left hand, and carried an automatic rifle in his right hand, moving with incredible speed.

His spiritual awareness is now at its maximum.

Within a radius of forty meters centered on him, no movement or disturbance can escape his perception.

“There is no danger nearby.”

Wang Jixuan reminded him, grabbed Zhou Zhengde, and took the lead.

The three officers exchanged glances, shrugged, and expressed their dissatisfaction with the unprofessional young man with helpless expressions before quickly chasing after him.

The five people entered the capillary pathway.

Each level of the fortress has different factory types, different divisions of industrial, agricultural, and residential land, and the distribution of residential areas will also have slight differences.

However, the structure of each floor is largely the same, mostly consisting of 【capillary passageway – cross intersection – converging rotunda – main passageway – central circular garden】.

The elevators are located in the same place on each floor.

Wang Jixuan led them through a maze of capillary passages, avoiding most of the cameras and the few residents moving around in various places.

It is currently a normal working day.

Everywhere is like a school dormitory during class time—quiet, spacious, and generally tidy.

“Mu Liang, I can walk by myself. You don’t need to hold my hand unless it’s absolutely necessary.”

Zhou Zhengde spoke quickly as he was being pulled forward.

Wang Jixuan nodded in agreement. The moment he released Zhou Zhengde, his left hand vibrated slightly, and several nuts and caps flew out from the cuff of his light blue uniform.

He rushed forward out of the intersection, turned around, and the nut shot out from his palm.

Several thugs who were skipping work to smoke groaned and collapsed, bruises appearing on their necks, and fell into a brief coma.

Zhou Zhengde took out a communicator and kept searching: “Should I contact the captain of the security team on the 32nd floor? Strange, they should have discovered us by now.”

“They might be watching the show on purpose,” Wang Jixuan said. “We can’t be sure of Kong Nu’s influence over these people. The Thirteenth Institute is a behemoth to ordinary people.”

“All right.”

Zhou Zhengde muttered to himself:

“Was it because of my threats to Kong Nu that he decided to go it alone with psionic powers? A desperate last stand?”

The female officer said, “I don’t quite understand either. Kong Nu is directly confronting the theater command and the D5 commander-in-chief. What is he relying on?”

“His reliance is,” Ling Tong’s voice came through the earpiece, “that a T511 stealth transport plane left the Arctic region where the psionic capital is located three minutes ago and is expected to arrive in the medieval basin in three hours.”

Zhou Zhengde raised an eyebrow slightly: “So, the City of Spiritual Energy has chosen to protect Kong Nu?”

Wang Jixuan asked, “The City of Spiritual Energy?”

“Psionic Headquarters”.

“Three psionicists have entered your floor,” Ling Tong said. “I’m sharing their location with you in real time. Stay hidden and surrender to them when the time is right. Leave the rest to me.”

Zi.

Ling Tong ended the long-distance call, and the equipment strapped to an officer’s arm gleamed.

“There’s a guy moving really fast behind us! He’s coming from the fire escape!”

“Damn it! Why should psionicists listen to Kong Nu!”

“It seems that someone like Kong Nu, who is in charge, can directly control the life and death of the stationed psionicists… Who will take command?”

Zhou Zhengde took a step forward.

“I,” Wang Jixuan said calmly, his gaze sweeping over the surroundings, “ambush them nearby and take out the target behind us first. Once the battle starts, the enemy will quickly converge here, and we can use the elevator to quickly move across floors.”

The three officers hesitated slightly.

Master Wang tossed a nut into the air and suddenly thrust it out with his palm.

Snap!

The nut was embedded in the metal wall.

The three officers nodded in unison.

“clear!”

…

‘Such speed, yet the aura isn’t too strong.’

In some dimly lit capillary passages, Wang Jixuan squatted behind a bench at the end of the passage, seemingly resting with his eyes closed.

Zhou Zhengde sat on a bench with a large, tombstone-shaped alloy box standing in front of him. This thing was said to be able to withstand the bombardment of rockets. Naturally, Zhou Zhengde, who was facing the capillary channel, had been noticed by the pursuers who were coming from behind.

The three officers each had their own duties: one guarded their retreat route, while the other two hid behind bunkers in the rotunda, with their crossfire positioned at the exit of the capillary passage.

The tracker’s figure came into Zhou Zhengde’s line of sight.

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In the dim light of the passage, the pursuer could be seen to be a man nearly two meters tall, somewhat thin, with a pistol in his left hand.

‘A Rank D psychic.’

Wang Jixuan made an accurate judgment.

A pair of vertical pupils, like those of a python, flickered in the shadows, silently watching Zhou Zhengde.

“Target spotted, it’s Zhou Zhengde. You don’t need to come any closer.”

The psionicist spoke into the walkie-talkie on his collar button, then slowly moved forward.

He said calmly:

“Captain Zhou, Minister Kong would like to have another calm and rational talk with you.”

“He instructed us not to kill you directly, and to tell your men on either side not to put up any futile resistance. I am not one of those trashy psionicists who only know how to enjoy themselves in the fortress.”

“Wow,” Zhou Zhengde chuckled, “He clearly said he was going to kill me.”

“You deliberately showed yourself to cover for another group, right?”

The D-level psionicist sneered, now less than twenty meters away from Zhou Zhengde.

He said slowly:

“Your every move is under our watch. We have prepared two plans, one in the upper town and one in the lower town.”

“No matter how strong the people you invite are, they can’t possibly withstand the ambush and siege of three C-level psionicists and nine D-level psionicists.”

“That cyborg shouldn’t be here. Clearly, Minister Kong is hiding something from us, but that’s not something I should be thinking about… Shall we fight? If so, I might kill everyone else except you.”

The psionicist grinned maliciously, his vertical pupils suddenly flickering.

He darted forward in one step, his figure shooting forward like an arrow released from a bow, his body instantly covered by a layer of light blue light!

Military-grade short-term protective shield!

The two hidden officers immediately opened fire, their automatic rifles spraying bullets continuously. The shield around the psionicist could only last for five seconds, but those five seconds were enough for him to grab Zhou Zhengde!

Zhou Zhengde covered his head and curled up behind the alloy box.

Wang Jixuan suddenly sprang up and slammed his left fist forward!

The Vajra Talisman and the Divine Power Talisman shone brightly from his left arm at the same time, and two bone-piercing nails were held between his fingers!

The psionicist, who hadn’t sensed Wang Jixuan’s aura at all, was now showing a shocked expression. Having already leaped forward, he couldn’t change his momentum. In a flash, he activated all his abilities based on his rich combat experience.

The psionicist’s right hand, already covered in scales, swelled up instantly and grabbed at Wang Jixuan’s fist.

Brute force should not be used to charge straight ahead; it is not advisable to resist head-on.

Wang Jixuan’s fist suddenly softened. The instant he made contact with his opponent’s right hand, Wang Jixuan’s left hand pulled to the left, his knuckles lightly tapping. The psionicist’s right hand was instantly deflected, his forward-moving body tilted, and his wide eyes showed a hint of astonishment.

In Master Wang’s cultivation world, only low-level cultivators occasionally practice this kind of physical combat technique.

Nowadays, Master Wang is unable to enter the Gathering Spirit Realm due to limited spiritual energy. Recently, he has been learning these little tricks in his spare time.

Wang Jixuan opened his left hand, casually tossing two bone-piercing nails into the air. His seemingly powerless five fingers hooked onto the psionicist’s elbow, and his body smoothly completed the flip.

Qi flows through Yin and Yang, creating the Taiji.

The charging psychic seemed to accelerate forward as if using air to propel himself forward, his body flipping over the bench before crashing headfirst into the round hall wall a few meters away.

A phantom image of a Taiji diagram formed by condensed Qi floated around Wang Jixuan.

He lightly touched the ground with his toes, his body following the figure of the psychic who was thrown away.

The psionicist barely managed to raise the pistol in his left hand, but before he could fire, it slammed hard against the wall of the rotunda with a dull thud.

That’s how a battle of wits works;

One must adapt to local conditions and act according to the times, making full use of one’s own energy, identifying the opponent’s weaknesses, and fully utilizing the power of magical artifacts.

clatter.

The muzzle of a 5.8mm small-caliber sniper rifle was pressed against the psionicist’s forehead.

“What protocol does this comply with fortress clearing?”

Wang Jixuan gave a serious report and pulled the trigger with his right hand.

Bang!

Wang Jixuan calmly picked up the walkie-talkie from the button on the corpse’s collar and immediately heard the conversation inside as he got closer.

“They’re over there with the crocodiles!”

“The crocodile is in trouble! Its pulse has disappeared! I told him not to go himself! That E-level psionicist next to Zhou Zhengde is in danger!”

“Quickly! Surround them! Don’t kill Zhou Zhengde, kill everyone else!”

E-level psionicist?

who?

Wang Jixuan had several black lines on his forehead. He turned around and rushed back to Zhou Zhengde’s side, picked up Ling Tong’s alloy box on his back, and slightly opened his left hand, drawing the two bone-piercing nails back into his palm.

He tossed the button-shaped walkie-talkie to the female officer who ran up beside him, then grabbed his sniper rifle and rushed into the retreat route.

“We need to run faster.”

Wang Jixuan pondered carefully, then turned around and threw out several Swiftness Talismans.