Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone
Chapter 85 - 64: Showing off a Little!

Chapter 85: Chapter 64: Showing off a Little!

Supply station, inside the room.

The Qi Vortex in the Dan Tian its Qi Sea, and the Purple Mansion birthed Spiritual Sense.

Shrouds of azure light surrounded Wang Jixuan. As he opened his eyes, he could clearly see the detailed convexity of the paint on the iron wall.

He pressed down slowly with both hands in a sword-finger pose; the rotational speed of the Qi Vortex, loosely referred to as ’Qi Sea’ in his Dan Tian, gradually decreased as he slowly absorbed the surrounding Spiritual Energy.

In the array plate before him, the three Crystal Cores still had about a tenth of their Spiritual Power left, which Wang Jixuan extracted and sealed with a Sealing Demon Talisman.

Gathering Spirit Realm, Cultivation’s Second Realm.

Breakthrough achieved!

The process of condensing Spiritual Sense for Wang Jixuan turned out to be simpler than he had anticipated.

The whole process didn’t even take three hours.

Wang Jixuan didn’t feel much excitement, only feeling his thoughts had become much clearer.

This was probably because it was only the Second Realm of cultivation, and also because Wang Jixuan had experienced it once in his previous life.

His Residual Soul was like a seed that had already taken root in this body and today had fully merged with it.

From now on, there was neither Mu Liang nor Wang Zheng.

’My strength should have improved quite a bit compared to yesterday.’

’Ah, mainly because it was too low before.’

With a serene smile appearing on his face, Wang Jixuan closed his eyes, concentrated, and held his sword fingers before his nose as his Spiritual Sense spread out like flowing water.

This was a minor spell.

In an instant, a bird’s-eye view of the nearby thirty meters appeared in his mind, the image exceptionally clear.

Uncle Tai and Ms. Wan were sleeping on the second floor, the middle-aged had no entertainment to speak of.

Wan Xiaoqi, tasked with today’s duty, was sitting in front of the console wearing dirty overalls and a shirt, playing an ’arcade’ type game with an old game console.

Lingtong was still outside his room.

She had fallen asleep in the chair, her mechanical arms automatically entering sentinel mode, preventing anyone from approaching within half a meter of her.

Wang Jixuan internally apologized.

He couldn’t explicitly reveal his breakthrough meditation, hence the misunderstanding from her.

He planned to make it up to her later, maybe gift her a Magic Artifact or something.

’Inspect the camp.’

Following that, Wang Jixuan lightly shook his sword finger, tapping his brow.

The bird’s-eye view in his mind shifted to a normal horizon view, taking him as the center and spanning a radius of over two hundred meters, allowing him to probe freely.

Without Formation or Barrier, his Spiritual Sense infiltrated everywhere.

Exhilarating, isn’t it!

But... uh... there were a lot of group-hugging humanoid frogs at night... and one could even hear their croaking...

Daoist Wang chuckled and shook his head, then extended his Spiritual Sense into the ground, searching for why the underground Spiritual Energy was slightly denser than above ground.

Up to the limit of his Spiritual Sense’s reach, Wang Jixuan found nothing unusual.

He saw the corner of a mine, the night-shift miners, and the soldiers who patrolled the area, occasionally accompanied by small mechanical dogs and automated security robots.

Wang Jixuan was somewhat entranced.

Everyone had their own things to do, everyone strived to live under the threat of the Blade Beasts; this feeling was quite pleasant.

His Spiritual Sense faintly saw, in a corner of the mine, a male miner wiping sweat off his face and dropping his electric tool, while a female miner by his side immediately handed him a thermos. The couple whispered to each other.

"Wife, in two months we’ll have completed ten years of service, and we can send our child to the Middle City."

"Will they really let us send him?"

"The gang won’t, but the Fortress will. Coming here to mine was actually an opportunity to break away from gang territory. Although it’s tiring every day, life indeed has much more dignity than before."

"Yeah, the Fortress is quite good."

"If the Fortress were really good, why would they allow the gangs to wreak havoc in Lower City? This is the order designed by the Fortress."

"Husband, say less, if you can’t pass the thought test later, that would be bad."

"Don’t worry, your husband will be fine, come, give me a kiss."

"Ah, your mouth is all dusty! Wipe it off first."

Wang Jixuan stopped listening further, slowly retracting his Spiritual Sense, as insights surfaced in his heart.

Life in this world is full of hardships.

Fighting demons isn’t just a slogan casually shouted by Righteous Cultivators; indeed, there are many threatened by demons and evil men who act recklessly. Righteous Cultivators should champion the weak... mhm, while making sure they themselves don’t die.

Daoist Wang was about to get up.

Suddenly.

Gulp—

Wang Jixuan’s hair stood on end!

He turned his head towards the Fortress direction, just about to retract his Spiritual Sense, he immediately spread it out like a net towards the Fortress.

Although his cultivation was low, and his Spiritual Sense strength insufficient, he still possessed Dao Realm and magic skills, and his control over Spiritual Sense was intact.

Soon, Wang Jixuan detected the continuous ’gulp’ sounds.

The source was from... the main body of the Fortress?

Daoist Wang was genuinely puzzled.

His Spiritual Sense could not probe that far yet; for now, he could only feel attentively, the gulping sound lasting for about fifteen seconds before disappearing.

There were two anomalies here.

First, the voice that emerged was similar to the one he had heard before the battle with the Mutated Blade Beast, but entirely different.

Second, the entity emitting this gulping sound was... very weak, without much vitality, as if it was on the verge of dying.

’That direction, sloping downward, seems to be the third layer of the Fortress... Are those Spiritual Ability Users up to something?’

Wang Jixuan harbored thoughts of going to the Fortress to investigate, but he quickly dismissed the idea.

He couldn’t just because his cultivation had broken through, get carried away!

He was just a minor cultivator in the Gathering Spirit Realm, not a medium-strength Golden Core Cultivator in the Cultivation World!

How to alert Xiao Lingtong about this?

He couldn’t say it directly, otherwise he’d have to explain what Spiritual Sense was, what the Purple Mansion was, what Qi Cultivation and Spirit Gathering were, what Grain Avoidance and Foundation Establishment were.

He had an idea.

Wang Jixuan gently raised an eyebrow and directly opened his room door.

A red light appeared on the mechanical arm.

Wang Jixuan hurriedly called out, "Lingtong! Chief!"

"Hmm?"

Lingtong opened her eyes, and the sentinel mode on her mechanical arm automatically deactivated.

She instinctively stood up, "What’s wrong?"

"There’s something."

Mu Liang grabbed her mechanical arm and pulled her into the house, not waiting for Lingtong to break free from his pull, he immediately said, "I saw it again!"

"Saw what?"

"Vertical pupils!" Jixuan’s face was tense as he lowered his voice and exclaimed, "Right in the direction of the fortress! But it’s different from before!"

Lingtong’s expression grew more confused, "Do you mean that a Young King Worm appeared in the direction of the fortress?"

"I don’t know if it’s that, I heard a cooing sound."

"Like a pigeon?"

"Yes."

"Which specific direction?"

"Upper City of the fortress, it should be no more than a hundred meters from the ground."

Lingtong turned and hurried back to her room, carefully removing the ordinary fabric dress and the stockings on her legs.

—These decorative supplies were quite hard to find.

Jixuan quickly retracted his Spiritual Sense, muttered to himself to avoid peeking, and shouted from outside, "Do you need me to accompany you?"

"No need, I’ll first mobilize the Clean-up troops. Xiaoqi, call the fortress garrison."

"Yes!"

Wan Xiaoqi was confused for a few seconds, then hastily sat at the control panel and started frantically pressing buttons.

Lingtong quickly dashed out from the supply station, and Uncle Tai and Ms. Wan swiftly got into work mode, preparing equipment for Lingtong while two large mechanical dogs were deployed within minutes to automatically track her location.

Jixuan watched from behind the control panel for a while, ensuring Lingtong was going to mobilize the troops rather than directly confronting those Spiritual Ability Users, and finally he was at ease.

What if it was a mistake?

No big deal.

It’s always good to keep a check on those Spiritual Ability Users.

Daoist Wang did not pay much attention to the situation here; instead, he went to the corner, squatted before a few large boxes labeled ’supplies,’ and began searching through them.

Dozens, even hundreds of types of ores were packed into two boxes.

Daoist Wang lightly raised an eyebrow, picked up the boxes, and headed to the external workshop to begin his selection journey.

After condensing his Spiritual Sense, Artifact Refining would yield doubly effective results; he could directly discern the affinity between materials and Spiritual Energy, as well as the density of the materials themselves.

This was also a profound science.

...

At the fortress, Lingtong led the Clean-up troops into the house of the Spiritual Ability Users.

Back at the supply station, after being busy for about an hour, Jixuan looked at the table full of ’samples,’ crossed his arms, and sank into contemplation.

There were many materials he was familiar with;

but unfortunately, these materials had no spirituality. They could only be used as common iron and needed to be infused with spiritual energy.

Generally, the best treasures for Artifact Refining were born in places rich in Spiritual Energy; many top-tier materials were associated with spiritual veins.

Spiritual veins were one of the two major sources of Spiritual Energy in the Cultivation World, the other being the pure air of Heaven.

Daoist Wang summarized briefly, many of these materials in front of him were usable, only requiring simple forging and the inscription of restrictions to create some decent Magic Artifacts.

’Strange, does this world not have spiritual veins? Or are all the spiritual veins occupied by the Blade Beasts?’

"What’s up, Xiao Wang? I saw you’ve been fussing here," Uncle Tai yawned as he walked over, lit a cigarette, and looked at the table full of ores.

"What are you working on here?"

Jixuan calmly replied, "Making a blade that can cut through the outer bones of a common Blade Beast."

"Ah?" Uncle Tai was stunned for a moment, "How do we do that? Use a metal knife to break through the Blade Beast’s outer bone?"

"Pretty much."

Wang Jixuan pointed to a small sample of the Blade Beast’s blade limbs in the corner:

"Uncle Tai, look at this. It’s only generally hard, but once it’s enhanced by the Blade Beast’s spiritual energy, doesn’t it become incredibly sharp?"

Uncle Tai showed a look of realization, "You’re talking about Spiritual Power Weapons! Nowadays, everyone’s researching Light Blades; no one’s studying Spiritual Power Weapons anymore."

"Oh? Were they ever researched?"

"They’ve been researched for decades, but no significant progress."

Uncle Tai said with a bitter smile:

"The military launched over a hundred projects in this category that all eventually failed. Not to mention extracting spiritual energy from the crystal core, the release of spiritual energy involves numerous unstable factors.

"Previously, the most reliable method was using laser irradiation on the crystal cores to produce dispersed spiritual energy, but the energy consumption is so high that it’s better to just use a high-powered laser cannon to burn the Blade Beast."

"I’ve been involved in a few projects myself, and in the end, alas, they all failed."

Wang Jixuan pondered carefully.

He wasn’t contemplating any technical problems—his background from the cultivation civilization in the cultivation world meant that technology was not an issue.

He was considering the extent of the problem.

He was wary that revealing too much at once might attract too much attention and cause unnecessary turmoil, potentially impacting his own cultivation.

"Uncle Tai, do you have any alloys used for military daggers?"

"I’ll find some for you."

Uncle Tai quickly snuffed out his cigarette, put the leftover half on the edge of the table, and ran back inside the house.

Soon, Uncle Tai and Wang Jixuan were squatting under the table, holding several pieces of alloy plate and continuously mumbling to each other.

Wang Jixuan already had a rough idea of the magic artifact in his mind.

These alloys were unusable; after being processed into alloys, their ’spiritual energy permeability’ was almost completely lost, though the strength of these alloys truly broadened Wang Jixuan’s horizons.

Unfortunately, the harder the material, the less suitable it was for magic artifacts.

Wang Jixuan intended to forge two types of blades today.

One type could be embedded with a crystal core, for his own use; another type would reuse the spiritual energy in the air, intended for the military.

In front of Uncle Tai, he naturally worked on the second type.

"Do you have a furnace?"

"Yes, we have a small melting furnace and an electrolytic furnace. I’ll bring them over!"

"Also, get me a hammer and an iron anvil!"

"Hm? An iron anvil? You’re not planning to do blacksmithing like those ancient blacksmiths from hundreds of years ago, are you?"

Uncle Tai said jokingly.

However...

Half an hour later...

In the rhythmic sound of hammering,

Uncle Tai watched as Wang Jixuan, who had taken off his shirt to reveal his muscular body and began swinging the hammer with a clang, had streaks of black lines hanging on his forehead.

No, something was definitely wrong with this picture!

He, Tai Tianle, a five-star citizen and Senior Mechanic with thirty-six years of service, ’Best Logistics Support Team Leader of the Year,’ was staying up late, not watching the surveillance to see if his superiors needed support, but was here assisting a young man... in blacksmithing?

Uncle Tai felt that of the two people in this workshop, definitely one of them had gone mad!

If this venture could produce a cold weapon capable of breaking through a Blade Beast’s shell, then he, Tai Tianle tonight, would eat the iron blob that little Wang somehow brought here in one bite!