Chapter 76 Roasted…Blade Beast Meat

The day after the fortress siege.

In the evening;

Area C, outside Fortress No. 76 in the medieval basin.

The rhythmic clanging of metal once again echoed from Ling Tong’s temporary supply station.

The diligent Daoist Wang finished this round of cultivation, taking a firm step towards the middle stage of the Gathering Spirit Realm.

At present, he does not lack crystal cores. He only needs to continue to improve his spiritual awareness, condense his soul, and temper his body. In less than half a month, he will be able to reach the middle stage of the Gathering Spirit Realm!

Under the current conditions, the best way to temper the Dao body is naturally…

Blacksmithing.

Two large furnaces, each taller than a person, roared with fire, and thick iron anvils and hammers, hastily made using high-precision machine tools, were forging a sword blank.

Wang Jixuan was exploring ways to mass-produce the Demon-Slaying Dagger, and also wanted to get Ling Tong a weapon for self-defense.

After this battle, Master Wang gained a direct understanding of the strength of the Blade Beast’s shell and a direct understanding of human firepower, and roughly knew the weaknesses of both.

Moreover, Wang Jixuan became increasingly confident in his combat power after entering the Golden Core Realm.

‘I wonder if that boy was encouraged by me. It was indeed a feeling I gained from this difficult task, that’s all…’

‘A crystal core! Awesome!’

‘No crystal core, that’s annoying.’

‘Immortality can lead to immortality; living is the foundation of everything!’

Master Wang stopped hammering, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his arm, wrapped the sword blank in spiritual energy, lifted it up, and sent it to the water bucket beside him for cold brewing.

With a hissing sound, white mist instantly rose from the work area.

Wang Jixuan exhaled a breath of turbid air, placed the sword blank aside and examined it carefully, still shaking his head with some dissatisfaction.

‘The quality is still not good enough; we need to continue refining and infusing it with spirit.’

‘This is a gift from me to Ling Tong, and also a way of protecting me; therefore, it must be carefully polished.’

‘This also subtly suggests to that devilish commander-in-chief that I possess greater value, lest he succumb to the pressure from the Thirteenth Institute.’

An announcement rang out from inside the workshop:

“Battle Maiden, return to your cabin.”

Wang Jixuan turned his head and saw that the four newly added sentries outside the door saluted at the same time.

Ling Tong strode into the outer gate. Wang Daozhang, who was only wearing gray capri pants and hadn’t had time to put on a short-sleeved shirt, quickly raised his hammer to cover his chest muscles.

Ling Tong lowered her head and went inside. Her previously bad mood immediately brightened up considerably.

“How is it?” Wang Jixuan asked.

“Come in and let’s chat, I’m hungry.”

A small projection screen popped out from the Lingtong robotic arm, and it casually activated the supply station’s protective shield and security soundproofing device.

Wang Jixuan raised an eyebrow slightly.

Judging from the looks of it, things she’s dealing with aren’t going very smoothly.

…

Things really didn’t go smoothly.

Qin Qin confessed to many things, including how to operate the nutrient tank and amplifier, and admitted that she had asked Meng Caiyuan to transmit signals twice, but she got nothing else.

The City of Psychics has issued a notice that B-level psychic Uncle Feng and his four underlings have officially moved into the Psychic House, and a special task force is on its way from the City of Psychics.

Fortunately, the laboratory at Fortress 76, the home of the psionic beings, has been emptied by the military, and Qin Qin has been escorted to the front-line command post.

The boy named Meng Caiyuan has been temporarily transferred to the medical center on the seventh floor of the fortress. The military has not yet decided whether to detain him.

The situation outside the fortress is not optimistic either.

Those blade beasts had been moving underground and had now retreated to the center of the Sari Desert, about two hundred kilometers away.

The intensity of the battle on the outer perimeter has decreased, but more Blade Beasts are surging towards the vicinity of the medieval basin, and the presence of three King-level Blade Beasts has already appeared on the outskirts.

The conflict is showing signs of further escalation.

The theater command is assessing whether to launch a preemptive strike to eliminate the bladed beasts.

Wang Jixuan asked, “Can’t we just attack them with nuclear weapons?”

Sister Wan explained gently, “Guess why they’ve been marching underground? It’s to avoid the nuclear bombing of the space fortress… The Blade Beasts will open up underground passages in advance before they march in large numbers.”

Sister Wan brought over the freshly heated food.

Ling Tong was clearly happier, and she lowered her head to eat in small bites.

Uncle Tai and Wan Xiaoqi were tidying up their equipment in the corner, preparing for the next battle.

Master Wang muttered to himself, “I have a feeling that these bladed beasts are underground not just to avoid a nuclear attack…”

“That boy wasn’t lying,” Ling Tong said, giving Wang Jixuan a thumbs-up while busy eating.

Master Wang raised an eyebrow: “I understand. I’ll go help him find release later.”

“Should we kill him?”

“No, his ability is very rare, I want to save him.”

Wang Jixuan suppressed the words that were about to come out.

He had actually considered using the Soul-Capturing Talisman to give the boy a new body, but whether the soul and body could be compatible was a problem. Where could he find a fresh, unharmed body?

Would you kill someone for that?

That is not the work of a righteous cultivator.

“I’m sorry,” Ling Tong swallowed a small sip of meat porridge, looked up at Wang Jixuan, “I didn’t know you had been abducted.”

“Huh?” Wang Jixuan stared at Ling Tong.

Ling Tong muttered softly, “We awakened that boy. He was in great pain, but he briefly recounted his soul-searching conversation with you. Only I, Zheng Shiduo, and Minister Zhou Meiying were present at the time, so there’s no need to worry about any leaks.”

“This kid really can’t keep secrets.”

Wang Jixuan asked in bewilderment, “Then why are you apologizing to me?”

“I always thought you were a natural optimist.”

Ling Tong looked at the food on the plate:

“If you have anything on your mind, you can talk to me when I have free time… This is the kind of psychological care I should show to the logistics team as a superior.”

Wang Jixuan: ……

Why was the Taoist priest actually a little touched?

Remembering something, he turned and ran to a corner, pulled out a piece of emerald green blade beast thigh from the refrigeration box, and then ran to the outer workshop.

Sister Wan asked blankly, “What did Xiao Wang do with that piece of Blade Beast meat?”

“Um?”

Although Ling Tong didn’t understand, he had already gotten used to it.

“Sister Wan, don’t worry about him. His nickname shouldn’t be Black Storm, but rather… Incredible.”

“Don’t worry, he can’t possibly roast the beast meat and eat it.”

Sister Wan breathed a sigh of relief: “It’s probably something needed to forge the Demon-Slaying Dagger…”

Clang, clang, clang!

The sound of chopping frozen meat came from outside. Wan Xiaoqi stopped what she was doing and ran over curiously to see what was going on.

Wan Xiaoqi quickly let out a scream: “You can’t bake it like that! It’ll explode!”

Ling Tong dropped her chopsticks, turned around, and jumped over.

As soon as she arrived, she witnessed a miraculous scene:

Wearing thick gloves, Wang Jixuan used a homemade iron skewer to string together pieces of bright green meat the size of longan fruits and slowly rotated them beside the furnace.

The meat sizzled.

Wisps of white smoke rose from them. Wang Jixuan blew a breath, and the white smoke disappeared back into the pieces of meat.

The workshop was filled with a rich aroma of meat.

In front of them, Wang Jixuan was relatively restrained. He did not use his spiritual sense or energy to manipulate objects. Instead, he stretched out his arm and took out several seasonings that he had prepared in advance, and sprinkled them on the meat skewers one by one.

The aroma of meat was suddenly enhanced with a touch of fresh herbal fragrance.

Wan Xiaoqi swallowed hard.

Ling Tong frowned and tilted her head.

A few minutes later, the emerald green chunks of meat gradually turned a brownish color. Wang Jixuan pinched off a piece and put it in his mouth. After chewing it a couple of times, wisps of pure spiritual energy flowed into his body.

Wang Jixuan calculated in his mind.

What looked like ordinary roasted meat was actually the result of using his internal energy to harmonize the spiritual power within it, purifying the extremely weak resentment of the beast’s soul within its flesh.

This will consume one’s own magical power.

But now, if he finishes the skewer of grilled meat, he can not only replenish the magic power he has spent, but also receive a good ‘reward’.

Spending time roasting Blade Beast meat is, all things considered, 50% more efficient than meditating and cultivating without a crystal core, making it a very worthwhile investment.

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It’s just hard to digest.

Master Wang let out a sigh of admiration.

“good.”

Then, Wang Jixuan turned to look at the group of people who were already dumbfounded, and went over with the meat skewers in hand.

Uncle Tai and his family were so frightened that they quickly backed away.

Ling Tong stepped forward, looking at the meat skewers with curiosity. She brushed a strand of her hair behind her ear, lowered her head and leaned closer, subconsciously closing her eyes and opening her slightly watery mouth.

Wang Jixuan, who had already removed a piece of meat, was a little embarrassed. Then, he flicked his finger and used a clever trick to put it into Ling Tong’s mouth.

Ling Tong took two bites, opened her eyes and looked at Wang Jixuan, a cross-shaped light flashing in the corner of her eyes.

“tasty!”

“Nourishment, the key is nourishment! Don’t try it yourselves, it’s very dangerous.”

Wang Jixuan laughed:

“This food is very helpful in strengthening your body and relieving mental stress. Take it and eat it.”

“Could you hold this for me? I’m still a little… not used to this kind of food.”

“Okay,” Wang Jixuan called out, “Come over here, I’ll put it on your plate…”

The two walked to the table as if no one else was around.

Sister Wan glanced at Uncle Tai, and the couple swallowed hard at the same time, then slapped Wan Xiaoqi on the head from both sides.

“Dad! Mom! Why are you hitting me?!”

Does it hurt?

“Ouch!”

“It’s not a dream,” Uncle Tai raised his hand to his forehead. “Teacher Wang is amazing. How did he do that? For so many years before, attempts to cook Blade Beast meat would result in a slight explosion and release toxic substances. Animals that ate raw Blade Beast meat in experiments all went crazy.”

Sister Wan muttered under her breath, “Instead of this, shouldn’t he have just pinched it and fed it to Ling Tong? He actually bounced it away… Really, this is outrageous!”

Wan Xiaoqi made a face and ran over to try some of the fanged beast meat.

Uncle Tai pondered for a moment: “Wife, do you think if I go and take the advanced nutritionist exam, I can get credit as the third author of the paper ‘On the Methods of Consuming Blade Beast Meat’?”

Sister Wan:…

At the dinner table, Master Wang, who didn’t care about the trivial matter of roasting the Blade Beast meat at all, was already discussing the next move with Ling Tong.

“Is this enough? If not, I’ll grill two more skewers.”

“That’s enough. I had part of my stomach removed, so I can’t eat too much. I’ll eat again at the next meal. I need to go and scout out the Blade Beasts’ whereabouts. I’ll get you some Blade Beast meat and some crystal cores.”

“There’s plenty of barbecue… By the way, are there any particularly insulting gestures?”

“Middle finger?”

“It doesn’t feel insulting enough.”

“The thumb and index finger are about to touch but not touching, with a gap of three millimeters, while the other three fingers are together.”

“Huh? What does this mean?” Wang Jixuan asked innocently.

Lingtong:……

He kept his head down and ate his rice.

…

Two hours later.

The quadcopter parked on the ground of the fortress had not yet had time to shut down.

Uncle Feng and his four subordinates, along with the more than twenty psionicists they had already brought back, followed behind an old man and walked quickly toward the elevator in front.

The defense soldiers watched the old man—the psychic city commissioner—with a hint of hostility.

The old man was very thin, as if his skeleton was wrapped in a layer of skin, and there were several age spots on the back of his hands.

Although the old man’s psionic fluctuations were only slightly higher than Uncle Feng’s, his status in the psionic capital was far superior to Uncle Feng’s.

The three psionicists he brought with him were all capable henchmen with a menacing aura and cold eyes.

“Commissioner Wei,” Uncle Feng said with a smile, “the signal for Meng Caiyuan’s nutrient tank is on the seventh floor of this fortress.”

“Go straight ahead, knock out anyone who tries to stop us, and kill anyone who attacks us.”

The old man said calmly:

“I don’t care what you did before.”

“Let’s take this moment as the starting point for restoring our influence in the D5 war zone. If anyone falters later, they’ll have to face the judgment department themselves.”

The group of psionicists fell silent in fear.

The elevator sped downwards, carrying the elderly man to the sixth floor of the fortress. From there, they transferred to the central elevator on the seventh floor, where the group of psionicists quickly arrived at the central hospital.

Uncle Feng walked at the front, about to display the powerful pressure he exerted on ordinary people as a B-level psychic.

The members of the security team at the front simultaneously saluted and shouted in unison:

“Welcome, Commissioner Wei Lin from the City of Psychics!”

Uncle Feng was slightly taken aback.

No, they weren’t like this before! They were all incredibly arrogant!

The old man smiled, nodded slightly to the security team members, and led them into the central hospital.

After saluting, the security team members turned and left, and after only a few steps, they began to run faster.

Meng Caiyuan’s nutrition tank was placed in a corner of a ward, and it was quickly found and surrounded by psionicists.

Wei Lin pushed through the crowd, holding a clean white handkerchief to his nose, and looked at the figure inside the nutrient tank, which was covered by a thick blanket.

Uncle Feng personally opened the nutrient chamber, and a psionicist yanked off the blanket, from which a spring-loaded doll popped out.

Where is Meng Caiyuan?

Uncle Feng glared and shouted:

“Won’t he die soon if he leaves the nutrient tank? Search immediately! Search every place with a medical station!”

Wei Linzheng didn’t seem to care much about this.

The old man stared at the white paper pasted on the head of the spring doll. On the paper was a drawing of a little person wearing a black helmet… The little person was very lifelike, with his middle fingers raised and swaying with the spring.

“Ha, how naive.”

at the same time.

At Ling Tong’s supply station.

Wang Jixuan pressed his sword finger against the boy’s forehead and gently pulled it outward. Clumps of black energy flew out from his fingertip and merged into the frozen meat of the blade beast prepared beside him.