Cultivation towards immortality, starting from being a fisherman
Chapter 533 - 298: Nuclear Explosion Divine Talisman!

Chapter 533: Chapter 298: Nuclear Explosion Divine Talisman!

The mission was completed.

Colonel Hemeng piloted the Shadowbearing Mecha back to base with his teammates.

After entering the base,

Colonel Hemeng, following routine, conducted a half-hour inspection.

Having become spick and span, Colonel Hemeng finally had some free time.

Without any hesitation, he strode toward the cafeteria.

Piloting the Shadowbearing Mecha was great, but it made one terribly hungry.

Moreover, this hunger could only be alleviated with Transcendent ingredients.

Beyond that, these pilots were required to take nutritional supplements daily, provided by the Research Institute.

These supplements had been improved to version 2.1 by now,

but they still could not completely solve the issue of their hunger and thirst.

Improvements continued to be made.

Upon entering the cafeteria, Hemeng secured a nutritional meal with his ID card, much to the envy of the base personnel.

Though it appeared to be merely potatoes or radishes,

and the meat consisted of a few tiny meatballs,

those in the know understood that these were highly sought-after prime ingredients from the collaborative project.

Sold by the gram outside.

What Hemeng and his comrades were eating was not mere food, but gold!

If it hadn’t been for the Shadowbearing project itself being a collaborative effort, with the department handling the food,

the base itself would have been reluctant to afford such luxuries.

After all, these mecha pilots were known for their large appetites.

When they ate, the scene was nothing short of dramatic!

After devouring nearly half a bucket of Spirit Rice, Hemeng still found it inadequate.

The officer responsible for his security rushed over.

His wife had called again.

Hemeng hesitated for a moment before heading to the communication room to answer the video call.

Seeing his wife looking much healthier and her cheeks flushed from eating Spiritual Qi Ingredients,

Hemeng smiled.

But soon, his expression turned awkward.

The past few days were for mid-term exams, and his son had ranked first in his class,

the kind of first that came from the bottom.

After exchanging ideas on parenting,

Hemeng sighed and agreed to his wife’s suggestion to send some Spiritual Qi Ingredients the next time supplies were distributed,

so their undeserving son could attend more elite tutoring classes during the holiday.

"Alas, pity the boy has no talent, otherwise a little poor performance would be okay; at least he’d have a way forward."

After finishing the call, Hemeng shook his head and walked out.

Then, thinking of the Spiritual Qi Ingredients he could allocate, he fell into worry once more.

These pilots naturally had some benefits.

Initially, Hemeng thought these were plentiful and that a single person couldn’t possibly finish them.

But now, he realized that unless he achieved some merit in the upcoming assessments,

there likely wouldn’t be enough to distribute!

At that time, reneging on promises was not a good choice for anyone.

While Hemeng was troubled,

deep in the South Sea, within the Great Compassion Temple,

Master Yuanci sat cross-legged in the main hall, flanked by highly respected monks of the Buddhist Sect.

They were assessing the younger generation of monks.

The assessment method was simple: recite a scripture within this main hall.

Those who entered the Great Compassion Temple were monks who had passed the initial phase and possessed a Spirit Root,

some of whom even received several lucrative job offers.

If they failed this assessment, they could easily join one of the collaborative projects as Transcendent workers.

However, compared to generous compensation, these monks, trained in various Buddhist Cultivation Techniques from a young age, naturally leaned toward joining Transcendent forces to diligently pursue longevity.

Thus, during the assessment, no monk wanted to perform poorly on purpose.

All were reciting the Great Freedom Bright Light Tathagata Curse, provided by Su Ping,

With a Spirit Root, Spiritual Energy, and aided by an Array,

these monks managed to produce Anomalies upon reciting the scripture.

Some had a half-inch aura of white light enveloping them,

while others emitted a scent as the white light extended beyond an inch,

The specially fitting ones burst into three inches of white light, with a vague visage of the Tathagata’s Dharma Aspect appearing behind them,

making the high monks seated beside Master Yuanci marvel and feel a pang of envy.

Though these senior monks were experienced and had practiced for a long time,

in terms of this Transcendent Cultivation Method, they were essentially on the same starting line as the younger disciples.

Even though they were high monks, in terms of cultivation aptitude, many were not much better than the younger generation.

"Those with a white light Anomaly of an inch, stay; the rest may leave for now."

Once everyone had been assessed, Master Yuanci glanced at all the monks seated cross-legged and spoke mildly,

Though many were reluctant, none dared to defy Master Yuanci’s order and bowed their heads as they left the main hall.

Then Master Yuanci took out a Buddha Bead and muttered a series of Spells.

In a moment, the main hall was bathed in Golden Light.

Suddenly, a Dharma Aspect with a tiger’s head in a monk’s robe appeared in mid-air,

After scanning the hall, it communicated with Master Yuanci using Divine Sense,

Gave a slight nod, waved its wide sleeve, and employed Divine Skills.

In the blink of an eye, a ball of golden light enveloped Master Yuanci and the qualified monks,

Ignoring the high monks left behind, stunned as they watched this scene,

The tiger-headed Spiritual Beast then vanished from the spot with the monks in a flash of golden light,

Leaving the high monks speechless for a while before they swallowed and whispered, "Amitabha."