Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone
Chapter 231 - 129 Repeating Old Tricks and Repeating Old Tricks_3

Chapter 231: Chapter 129 Repeating Old Tricks and Repeating Old Tricks_3

To be safe, let’s start with a soul search.

While Wang Jixuan spoke, Mu Dan took notes, reviewing the general content of their memories, which basically matched what Ji Yale and Ding Jiajia had said in the video.

Similarly, Wang Jixuan also learned directly about Xing Dian’s Snow Mountain Base, and how the old scoundrel Xing Dian indulged in debauchery and tyranny there every day.

The true "Spiritual Ability Emperor."

Ji Yale and Ding Jiajia were Spiritual Ability Users trained by Xing Dian from childhood; Ji Yale was Xing Dian’s senior assistant with outstanding ability, while Ding Jiajia was the enforcer raised by Xing Dian, with a myriad of his crime evidence in Ji Yale’s mind.

’Unfortunately, there is currently no court capable of judging Xing Dian... Alas, later on, I could only resort to vigilante justice.’

Master Wang deeply regretted it.

He was, after all, a righteous cultivator.

The relationship between Xing Dian and the Spiritual Ability City was also rather complicated.

This entity belonged to the Dominion Faction, had a close relationship with several key figures in the Spirit Management Council, and could access resources provided by the Spiritual Ability City. The Snow Mountain Base set up in Combined Combat Zone D2 also had a deterring effect on the zone.

In addition, Xing Dian’s Snow Mountain Base had dozens of secret laboratories exploring new methods of utilizing spiritual energy, conducting cruel human experiments.

There was also a large cloning base there.

Just the memories that Ji Yale shared alone, the entire suite of eighteen levels of Hell’s punishment, were insufficient for Xing Dian’s execution needs.

Continuing to watch...

Master Wang laughed bitterly:

"The seven fellow disciples are really quite interesting; two of them came directly to defect, while three decided not to enter Combat Zone D5, wandering at the edges; only the two foolish ones wanted to compete in the S-level Promotion Ceremony as material for their master."

"Later, we will take out the two foolish ones."

Mu Dan spoke leisurely, "Without strong external interference, human suffering mostly stems from their own perceptions. "

"Prepare for surgery now; you’ve started philosophizing."

"Of course, captain! Mu Dan is always your excellent assistant! What surgical tools should I prepare?"

"A metal alloy box."

"And then?"

"Just that, explosion-resistant. Call Lao Zheng over; he wanted to see, right?"

"Uh, the pervert said he’d rather not look, to avoid snooping on confidential information... The box is ready."

Wang Jixuan deftly drew a Demon-breaking Dagger from his lower back and swiftly made a thin cut behind Ji Yale’s ear; with a gentle tap of his sword finger, a few drops of fresh blood floated up, slowly merging into the wound at the back of Ji Yale’s head.

Wang Jixuan squinted his eyes, his movements extremely gentle, his fingers flicking as if playing a piano.

The flesh at the back of Ji Yale’s head parted.

The scene was somewhat eerie and horrifying.

In a short while, a chip wrapped in fresh blood floated out. The chip, sensing no external pressure, was placed by Wang Jixuan into the metal alloy box.

Clack!

A toxic smoke arose from the box; Mu Dan immediately inhaled deeply, absorbing and purifying the smoke into her body.

"That wasn’t too hard."

Wang Jixuan repeated his technique, removing another self-destruct chip stuck to the back of the female Spiritual Ability User’s head.

This time with even more ease, not even letting out any toxic fumes.

Afterward, he began to contemplate whether to make these two individuals the second and third victims of Mahayana Buddhism.

Considering that Ding Jiajia was pregnant and genuinely bore no malevolent qi, Wang Jixuan decided to only use Mahayana Buddhism on Ji Yale, adding a genuine A-level combatant to Combat Zone D5.

Just as he was about to make his move, Mu Dan suddenly tilted her head, looking towards the depths of the desert.

"Captain, there’s an unexpected situation; the army has detected a faint Spiritual Ability reaction."

"What type? A Spiritual Ability User?"

"No, this time it’s a Blade Beast, a Mimic Blade Beast and it’s not in stealth mode."

"Hmm?"

Daoist raised his hand to his forehead; the mood he had just managed to cultivate was already spent.

Three to four kilometers away,

a skeletal old man walked through the cold desert night, stepping towards the military camp, and under the moonlight cast on a sand dune, a gigantic moth’s shadow silhouette emerged.

Mimic Blade Beast · Preacher.

Ripples continuously spread into the night, and on the edge of the camp, the patrolling soldiers, affected by these ripples, began to envision harsh, deep, and strained roars in their minds.

"Black... storm... let’s... talk..."

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