Chapter 62 The Taoist Priest’s Decision

What did you hear?

Ling Tong had taken off her sword armor and changed out of her combat suit, returning to her favorite tight jeans and short-sleeved shirt outfit, her ponytail still smelling of shampoo.

Ling Tong accurately described it as: “Some brief sleep talking.”

“It was just sleep talking. If you heard anything,” Wang Jixuan’s gaze fell on the small notebook in Ling Tong’s hand, “I like reading novels, you know that.”

“I just found out.”

Ling Tong said softly:

“Sleep talk has no validity, and I will not include it in my observation report.”

“That’s good……”

Master Wang hesitated, then carefully assessed his own condition.

No major problems, just a bunch of minor ones. After meditating for a while, my dantian will be filled with qi again, and my spiritual awareness has actually improved a bit. I’m only a small step away from the Gathering Spirit Realm.

Demonic arts consume potential but occasionally slightly enhance one’s cultivation. This time, he used the Soul Control Technique, which left some hidden dangers, but his own soul power was also amplified.

As for the crystal cores he obtained…

There was a small alloy box under the pillow, from which the spiritual energy fluctuations of the demon-suppressing talisman were emanating.

It was obvious that Ling Tong helped him tidy it up.

Ling Tong closed the novel, stood up and said, “Get some rest. Don’t worry about anything else, I’ve already taken care of it for you.”

“No problem,” Wang Jixuan immediately agreed, then hesitated for a moment.

Ling Tong slightly pursed her lips, muttering calmly as she left…

“Junior sister, no.”

“My senior sister taught me.”

Wang Jixuan raised his hand to cover his eyes, unable to bear looking at him.

He said that using demonic arts has serious side effects!

However, there was no other way to save one’s life; staying alive was the primary concern.

He picked up the text exchange on the other side of the pillow, which contained a brief exchange between Ling Tong and Zhou Zhengde. Wang Jixuan raised an eyebrow slightly, thinking that this saved him the trouble of arranging these things.

Will the 13th Institute discover the crystal nucleus?

This will happen sooner or later.

So what should he do next? Should he really rely on the military and live off Ling Tong from now on? Actually, it’s not entirely impossible…

Master Wang continued to ponder.

His thinking broadened slightly. Although the transmission of power was not very effective and the techniques could not be revealed, it was not impossible to develop some crystal core weapons.

‘Yes, weapons.’

Weapons are different from magical artifacts, but most of them belong to magical artifacts. For example, the treasure of Wang Jixuan Sect 【the second best sword in the cultivation world】 is incomparably sharp even without the need for spiritual power to activate it. When a Nascent Soul cultivator holds it, he can easily unleash a hundred-foot sword beam and can also absorb spiritual energy to restore his own spiritual power.

‘The daggers human soldiers are using now can’t even penetrate the exoskeleton of the Blade Beast. How can this be allowed?’

Using a dagger was a last resort, and ordinary firearms would have little chance of penetrating the defenses; only heavy firepower would suffice.

“I cannot impart my cultivation techniques without authorization, but I can provide some weapons inlaid with crystal cores. This is the only way I can repay the kindness of Xiao Zhou in concealing my actions.”

Wang Jixuan’s thinking became increasingly active.

He absolutely cannot reveal the secrets of his cultivation, at least not before he has the ability to protect himself, but he can bring out some brand-new technology.

Immortal Cultivation Civilization Technology!

There are actually only three paths to choose from for the future.

First, it is affiliated with the Thirteen Institutes.

This is definitely not an option. All thirteen have major problems; the crystal core contains the soul of a demon beast. The military should also be reminded of this.

Secondly, and also his last resort, was to leave the territory of humankind and seek survival in the wilderness.

The probability of them not surviving is quite high.

Third, limited cooperation with the military, especially with Zhou Zhengde’s maternal grandfather, the Demon Commander-in-Chief, the first pilot of the Terror Mech, and the last hero of the Fortress Era.

Master Wang would quite like to befriend such a person.

Especially… he and Zhou Zhengde’s maternal grandfather are roughly the same age, so they might have common topics to talk about.

‘Hesitation leads to trouble, so it’s settled then. I’ll help the human military improve the dagger later.’

‘At least they could break through the basic Blade Beast’s shell! Humans are fighting such a frustrating war.’

Wang Jixuan picked up the text exchange and sent a message to Zhou Zhengde.

【02: No need to reply. Just get me all the ores you can find as soon as possible, just a few samples will do. No alloys, just freshly unearthed ores. Also, secretly send me some of the Blade Beast’s exoskeleton and flesh. I’m doing some research. If everything goes well, I’ll give you a small gift.】

Master Wang looked at the cabinet to the side, on which were placed two black polygonal exoskeletons.

This is the ‘massage fee’ that Ling Tong gave him before.

Let’s get a formation plate first!

…

More than two hours later.

Wang Jixuan’s dantian energy has been restored to its full strength.

‘Having a low cultivation level is actually an advantage; even with scarce spiritual energy, one can quickly replenish oneself.’

Master Wang forced a smile, bittersweet yet tinged with resilience.

He took a piece of bone the size of a large bowl in his hand, inside which was engraved the spirit-gathering array’s spirit-releasing formation. He then wrapped three carefully selected crystal cores with his qi and carefully placed them inside this small spirit-gathering array.

The formation was not activated.

Master Wang took out a button battery and attached it to the back of the array plate.

Several small rotating discs appeared on the array plate, and the array patterns connected together. A wisp of energy stored in the corner drifted over, and the array patterns flashed brightly at the same time.

A pure spiritual energy emanated from it.

Wang Jixuan immediately absorbed the spiritual energy and removed the button battery.

It’s done!

There’s no need to worry about the array not working when there’s no battery; you can simply press and rotate the discs.

Is this design completely unnecessary?

really.

However, this was Wang Jixuan’s proactive attempt. He was thinking about how to integrate cultivation and weapon crafting with modern machinery, and the symbolic significance of taking this step was very important.

Now is not the time to break through to a higher cultivation level.

This breakthrough requires focusing one’s spiritual consciousness and should be kept as undisturbed as possible. The entire process is expected to take three hours, and it would be more appropriate to do it in the middle of the night.

With Ling Tong by his side and Xiao Zhou in the military, Wang Jixuan felt relatively safe.

After hiding the array plate under his pillow, Wang Jixuan stretched and opened the door to go out.

Ling Tong was lying on the operating table in the middle, undergoing an examination. Her right robotic arm had been removed, and Sister Wan was controlling two instruments to check various data from the robotic arm.

Wan Xiaoqi was taking notes in a notebook beside her; she was studying diligently.

Uncle Tai, clutching his stomach, rushed into the men’s restroom, shouting, “Xiao Wang! Are you alright?! We need to talk about the damaged alloy box! You used it as a shield, didn’t you?!”

Wang Jixuan smiled apologetically.

Ling Tong opened her eyes and looked at Wang Jixuan. With one of her right mechanical arms removed, she had a unique kind of beauty.

She said softly, “Have you recovered your spirits? We need to talk.”

“Okay, would you like a massage?”

“want.”

“Hold on.”

Master Wang went back to his room, put on a clean pair of thin gloves, and before going out, he deliberately raised his arm to smell it to make sure that there was no fishy smell of beast blood on his body.

He also wanted to discuss with Ling Tong the matter of ‘forging swords’ for the military.

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A short while later, Wang Jixuan gently pressed Ling Tong’s head with his fingers and let out a soft “hmm” in his heart.

The pent-up frustration in Ling Tong’s mind had actually intensified…

What happened?

Does this pent-up energy increase whenever she fights a Blade Beast?

Wang Jixuan kept moving his hands, his mind filled with images of his battles with the bladed beasts.

Those basic bladed beasts also roar, producing a weak mental shock effect, and…

He suddenly thought of a possibility.

“Has your headache gotten worse?”

“Hmm,” Ling Tong asked softly, “How did you know?”

Sister Wan and Wan Xiaoqi looked up. Wang Jixuan said slowly, “The mark left by the mental impact has become stronger.”

“oh.”

Ling Tong softly agreed and closed her eyes to rest.

Even from this ‘dead angle,’ her exquisite features remained captivating, especially her skin, which she seemed to have maintained in some mysterious way—fair, delicate, and flawless.

Wang Jixuan reminded: “If a similar incident occurs again later, remember to wear the kind of patch that protects against mental shock.”

“That only works on psionicists,” Sister Wan said helplessly. “Is there any way to counteract it?”

“It will take at least two months, with massage once a day,” Wang Jixuan said solemnly. “My skills are too low.”

Ling Tong said, “Then let’s set a three-month timeframe and not put any pressure on ourselves.”

“Assuming it doesn’t get worse,” Wang Jixuan muttered to himself, “Why do I feel like this blade beast came out very strangely, like it was specifically there to aggravate your injuries?”

Ling Tong pursed her lips and remained silent.

Sister Wan’s eyes were filled with worry.

Wan Xiaoqi seemed to remember something: “There’s something else strange about this place, which is that none of these blade beasts have any tracers on them. We don’t know where they came from!”

Sister Wan said worriedly, “There must be nests that we haven’t discovered yet, or they came from the other side of the front line… On the other side of the battle line, the Blade Beasts are multiplying like crazy, their population is just too large!”

Wang Jixuan followed up by saying, “I think this batch of bladed beasts is specifically targeting Ling Tong.”

“Targeting me?”

“Yes, they are organized… I saw a vertical pupil.”

Vertical pupils?

Ling Tong suddenly opened her eyes: “We’ll discuss this in detail later, let’s not talk about it now.”

Sister Wan immediately understood—this information must be highly confidential.

She quickly changed the subject: “Then let’s continue to upgrade the firepower of this supply point.”

“Okay,” Ling Tong agreed, then closed her eyes, wanting to take a short nap.

squeak–

The sound of brakes came from a distance outside the door.

The air was filled with many mottled clusters of energy, and there were more than a dozen psionicists.

Master Wang was also slightly annoyed.

These psionicists!

They weren’t around when we were fighting the Blade Beasts, but now they’re causing trouble?

The Taoist priest can tolerate it, but the Taoist nun cannot!

However, Wang Jixuan also suspected that the other party had come to him because they were missing eight crystal cores.

Ling Tong opened her eyes and tried to sit up, but as soon as she made a move, she felt two strong hands pressing down on the edge of her neck and pushing her back into the seat.

Adhering to the principle of taking responsibility for one’s own actions, Master Wang said in a cold and firm tone:

“You should rest.”

Wang Jixuan turned the operating table with a dark face, his aura rapidly gathering in his dantian. The dantian vortex began to rotate at the slowest speed, while he simultaneously activated the Return to Mortal Realm Technique and the Turtle Breathing Technique.

“Xiao Qi, get me a box of high-explosive grenades!”

“Yes! No… who are you, a newbie, supposed to be in charge of?”

Half a minute later.

Wang Jixuan quickly put on his armored vest, stuffed his pockets with high-explosive grenades, grabbed an automatic rifle with a grenade launcher, and rushed out of the supply station with Uncle Tai, who had just pulled up his pants and picked up his weapon.

Wan Xiaoqi sat firmly behind the control panel, quickly mobilizing weapons from all corners of the supply station, aiming the guns at the group of psionicists in front of the door.

Ling Tong watched quietly, a gentle smile on her lips.

“It’s rare to see you smile,” Sister Wan said softly.

“Because it allows me to slack off and rest.”

Ling Tong responded softly, and the left robotic arm’s fingers gently twitched, activating several large alloy boxes in the corner of the workshop at the same time.

Ling Tong said casually, “Sister Wan, vertical pupils are classified information, just pretend you didn’t hear it.”

“Okay,” Sister Wan agreed, “From this perspective, Xiao Wang is no ordinary person either.”

Ling Tong added, “Yes, he’s not just good-looking…”

A gunshot rang out from outside the door.

Snap!

The sound of rifles firing.

Then Wang Jixuan’s voice rang out: “Halt! Open fire immediately if anyone gets within three meters!”

Sister Wan exclaimed in a low voice, “He fired the first shot and then gave a warning; he’s starting to integrate into our team.”

“Are there any surveillance videos?” Ling Tong asked.

“Boss! Over here!”

Wan Xiaoqi ran over as fast as she could.