Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone
Chapter 595 - 271 Rich Woman Weier Amina Tu Ke_2

Chapter 595: Chapter 271 Rich Woman Weier Amina Tu Ke_2

These four people’s situation is very dire, one of them is even on the verge of death. Although wrapped in a kaleidoscopic black amber, their body continues to crumble uncontrollably.

"They are my Advanced Spiritual Slaves, which means SS-level power rank, and also my maids. There used to be nine of them. According to the Spirit Cultivation Covenant, the maximum number of Advanced Spiritual Slaves is nine. In the battle against the Blade Beasts, they sacrificed themselves gradually. These four fought desperately to protect me, enabling me to break free from the encirclement."

No.5 was somewhat saddened.

She whispered, "Once I recover my strength, the first thing I will do is revive them."

Wang Jixuan calmly said, "You seem to be quite loyal."

"Humph," No.5 said irritably, "I’m not like that despicable Old Sophie. Even if they are Spiritual Slaves, they shouldn’t be used as firewood to keep me warm."

The staircase slowly ascended.

The twentieth floor of the spire was fully revealed.

This place looked like a conference room, with a central round table, and curved walls adorned with murals depicting a snow-white ’goddess’ spreading blessings in the starry sky.

That ’goddess’ was clearly No.5.

No.5 Spirit Cultivator’s infusion walls, and awakening walls, were all displayed here. Each wall had four sides, used to infuse Spiritual Ability Users and awaken Spiritual Ability Users.

The twenty-first and twenty-second floors were No.5’s resting area, lavishly decorated.

The enormous princess bed adorned with black veils left a deep impression on Wang Jixuan.

Currently, No.5’s only exclusive Spiritual Slave—Xiang Tiantian, dressed in a maid costume, was organizing short skirts and short shirts in the corner.

Since last night till now, it was evident that Xiang Tiantian had been cleaning the entire spire.

Now Xiang Tiantian was almost exhausted, her eyes appearing dazed.

Wang Jixuan and his companions passed by, but Xiang Tiantian didn’t notice them.

No.5 muttered, "This guy is really lazy."

Their destination was the top floor, and the layout here was somewhat different; the space was vast, with a jade green lake acting as the floor, and a stone coffin floating at the center of the lake.

A faint light appeared on No.5’s wrist, revealing a bracelet in the glimmer.

She gently waved her hand, and a Moonship descended with the glimmer, containing a pile of snacks and drinks.

"Come up, this is the best I can offer you."

"Thank you for the hospitality then."

Wang Jixuan habitually folded his hands in a bow.

Shen Qionglin, watching from the side, followed suit and folded his hands in a bow.

No.5 seemed quite pleased, jumping onto the Moonship, lying in her exclusive area, and said proudly, "How is it, my spire is much better than Old Sophie’s spire, right?"

"Yes," Wang Jixuan’s War Puppet sat cross-legged in a corner of the cabin.

Shen Qionglin held a notebook, writing feverishly.

No.5 smiled while letting out a sigh, her eyes dazed, staring at the low ’sky’, she whispered softly:

"Wang Zheng, I’m talking seriously with you now.

"If you can help me recover my strength, I will definitely not become your enemy."

"I know you have reservations about the Spirit Cultivation Civilization. Many times, we do appear not like good people, and those three old guys are indeed enormous threats to you."

"But if I can suppress them, I can protect you... The Pillar Level Blade Beasts are about to awaken. Only I can stop them; their power is extremely terrifying."

Wang Jixuan put away his smile, sat there, and pondered deeply.

He asked, "Why do you believe I can help you recover your strength?"

"It’s very simple," No.5 shrugged, "If you continuously refine Elixirs, in a month you can produce at least a few thousand elixirs that I use. With those, I can recover at least thirty to forty percent of my power."

Wang Jixuan couldn’t help but laugh, "The effect of the same Elixir will diminish with continuous use."

"What?"

No.5 was stunned for a moment, turned to glare at Wang Jixuan’s War Puppet, and angrily said:

"Why didn’t you say it earlier! I’ve been imagining it for so long!"

Daoist smiled without speaking.

He asked again, "I might have other means to help you, but we need mutual trust."

"How do we mutually trust?"

"I would need to probe your memory."

"No way," No.5 shook her head, "This concerns the dignity of Spirit Cultivators. Unless... we share our memories, I also get to see yours."

Wang Jixuan grinned awkwardly, "My greatest leverage right now is the technology in my mind that you don’t possess."

"It’s the same, our Spirit Cultivators’ technology would also be revealed to you. You now have the Core Circuit."

Wang Jixuan thought carefully and said slowly, "Let’s wait until we know each other better. Or we can proceed in phases, for example, I show you one percent of my memory, and you show me one percent. Like this."

"That sounds good."

No.5 sat up eagerly, "I can segment my memory! Can you do that?"

"You can teach me this Skill."

Wang Jixuan laughed and shook his head:

"But before that, let me first see if I can help you heal.

"This is the main task."

"Alright!" No.5 stood up directly, "Wait for me! I’ll go change my clothes!"

Wang Jixuan wondered, "Why do you need to change clothes for this?"

"You fool, when I grow bigger, won’t my current clothes tear apart!"

No.5 spoke as she jumped to the next floor.

Shen Qionglin and Wang Jixuan’s War Puppet exchanged a glance.

War Puppet wore a metal mask, its expression unclear; Shen Qionglin’s expression was somewhat peculiar.

The two conversed using transmission.

Shen Qionglin said succinctly:

"Mr. Wang, based on my subjective assessment, this Spirit Cultivator does not show signs of lying, and she has sufficient respect for her Spiritual Slaves.