In the end of the world, I become an immortal alone

Headache.

A splitting pain as if the brow was about to crack open.

However, judging from the current situation, the problem isn't too big anymore.

'Amitabha, finally made it through.'

'That combination of medical, demonic, heretical, and orthodox techniques should be used sparingly in the future, almost had to choose a day to reincarnate.'

'Ah, this world doesn't have a Yama's Palace, so it should be choosing a day to seize a body… How can cultivating be called seizing a body? It's the full utilization of a fresh corpse.'

Wang Ji Xuan faced his true heart.

He had taken another step closer to becoming a demon, which was indeed a bad omen.

Soul lacerations and damaged Dao foundation mean he can't engage in combat for the next hundred days, or it will worsen his injuries.

These injuries can all be remedied.

In this battle, he protected over a hundred thousand people in Fortress 76, so he can now live a carefree life and directly ask the military for resources.

With this achievement, he should be able to coast until he completes Foundation Establishment, right?

The Blade Beast has been in this world for a hundred years, which means that the spiritual energy of this world has existed for a hundred years, so are there many hundred-year-old herbs?

Modern technology can't use these herbs, so wouldn't it be perfect for him to get them? When he enters the fourth realm of Foundation Establishment, the Returning Void Realm, he can get a medicinal cauldron to refine pills.

If he has hundred-year-old spiritual herbs, the aptitude of his Dao body can be greatly improved!

Of course, these are all things for later; first, he needs to recuperate.

The state of his body is a complete mess.

Daoist Wang slightly opened one eye, wanting to see what had bumped his chest earlier, hitting him painfully.

He lowered his head slightly, and what entered his eyes was that ponytail, the light purple hair tie.

Ling Tong was still sitting on the chair, her body lying on the bed, her forehead hitting his chest, as if she were asleep.

Daoist Wang's Dao heart stirred slightly.

From the perspective of tempering the heart in the mortal world, he doesn't mind starting a relationship, but that would have to wait until at least the Golden Core Realm.

At that time, the amplification of Yang essence to cultivation would be negligible.

Dating doesn't necessarily mean losing Yang essence?

The beautiful figure of Doctor Wei Na flashed before Daoist Wang's eyes, and he immediately felt a bit speechless.

In this world!

Not dating still has a high probability of losing Yang essence! Dating would be terrible!

Yang essence is a very peculiar thing; as long as it exists, it can be continuously refined into 'essence energy' to replenish oneself, greatly increasing the 'spirit'. After Yang essence is refined, as long as one ingests blood energy food, replenishing items, or even ignores it, it will recover to fullness after a certain period.

If this thing is lost, then it's really gone, and no amount of replenishment can bring it back.

Wang Ji Xuan saw many men and women with deficient Yang energy and overflowing Yin energy in the fortress, which is the result of overindulgence. These people are basically useless, and even if they have talent and comprehension, it's difficult to cultivate.

He quietly pondered his subsequent cultivation plans, trying to extend his spiritual sense. His spiritual sense could already see a range of three hundred meters, but the headache that had just subsided intensified again.

Perhaps, this is one of the benefits of demonic techniques and Soul Devouring Art?

'It seems that I went crazy in the final stage of the demonic technique. At that time, the silver needles were completely submerged into my brow, and I seemed to have briefly seen something.'

Wang Ji Xuan closed his eyes and concentrated, thinking carefully.

Supreme Star of the Platform, Respond Without Ceasing.

Wisdom Bright and Pure, Heart and Mind at Peace.

A series of blurry images emerged in Wang Ji Xuan's mind.

He used his soul to forcefully devour the soul of the mimic Blade Beast 'Preacher'. The memory fragments of the 'Preacher' tried to impact his main soul, but he directly shattered them.

These fragments seem to be…

Wang Ji Xuan carefully observed.

Dark caves, glowing crystals, larvae surrounding the glowing crystals, and…

It seems that, at the moment when this 'Preacher' Blade Beast matured, it suddenly looked up, as if it were in space overlooking the planet, and saw beams of light appearing on the vast land.

Those beams of light represented powerful Blade Beast individuals.

— This is the moment when the Preacher Blade Beast received the Blade Beast clan's 'knowledge'.

The areas surrounded by these beams of light are the major war zones of humans.

Among these beams of light, twelve golden beams were particularly conspicuous and enormous.

They are evenly distributed in the central area of the Blade Beast-occupied territory, like twelve emperors, commanding a large number of Blade Beasts.

The main Blade Beast groups are all dormant;

That is to say, these powerful Blade Beast individuals are all dormant?

Why are they dormant? They could clearly eliminate humans in one fell swoop, so why did they choose to let humans eke out an existence? Do they want to raise pigs? But Blade Beasts don't seem to need to devour human souls or flesh to increase their power.

Their source of power is those glowing crystals.

Daoist Wang couldn't figure it out.

Just in case, he checked his soul again, crushed the memory fragments of the 'Preacher' again, and turned them into a mouthful of turbid air, exhaling it from his mouth and nose.

'Actually, taking the path of demonic cultivation, devouring Blade Beast souls to increase the power of the primordial spirit, isn't bad either.'

'The memories of Blade Beasts are monotonous and don't create a strong impact on cultivators, unlike the souls of those mortals, which can easily cause cultivators' memories to become confused and turn them into madmen.'

'Forget it, this method is still too risky. Cultivation should not be rushed. In the cultivation world, the orthodox path suppresses the demonic path, and the fundamental reason is gradual progress.'

'Let's cultivate uprightly… Well, if I can't live a carefree life in the fortress in the future, I'll take this shortcut and hunt Blade Beasts for cultivation.'

Thinking like this, Daoist Wang's spirit had recovered a lot, and the headache gradually subsided.

Although he still had no strength in his body, moving his arms was fine.

Wang Ji Xuan opened his eyes again, lowered his head, raised his right hand, and tremblingly touched the back of Ling Tong's head.

Daoist Wang was preparing to regulate her Qi.

Ling Tong became alert and suddenly opened her eyes. Her dark eyes turned towards Wang Ji Xuan, and then, as if she remembered something, she immediately closed her eyes again and began to pretend to sleep.

Wang Ji Xuan: …

Since that's the case.

Daoist Wang suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth, his right hand landed on Ling Tong's swan neck, while injecting Qi to regulate her, gently massaging, his thumb gently rubbing on her skin, as smooth as a cooked egg.

Women are truly magical creatures.

Her face was obviously a little flushed.

"What are you doing?" Ling Tong asked softly.

"Helping you recuperate," Daoist Wang's thumb instantly pressed down honestly, his voice hoarse, "I'm a great hero, so be nice to heroes."

"Oh."

Ling Tong turned her head slightly, her ponytail facing Wang Ji Xuan, her face sticking to his chest through a layer of clothing, saying vaguely:

"I'll rest for a while, sleepy."

"Sleep," Wang Ji Xuan said softly.

Then he frowned and pondered.

This isn't right, is it?

He's the patient, and she's here to take care of him! How did he start massaging her! He hasn't even recovered from his own injuries!

Forget it, she's probably tired too.

Wang Ji Xuan massaged her for a while, making sure she was fine and just mentally tired, and then he went to sleep with peace of mind.

In a daze, Wang Ji Xuan heard the voices outside the door.

Zhou Zhengde had come.

"Those spiritualists have all been sent to the front lines. Wei Lin is with Uncle Feng, so there won't be any spiritualists in Fortress 76 for the time being."

Young Master Zhou said:

"I will try my best to deal with the spiritualists and try to make Fortress 76 a blind spot for the Spiritual Energy Capital."

"However, doing so will definitely trigger a strong backlash from the Thirteenth Institute."

"We predict that they will try every means to find trouble here. At least two semi-human mechs need to be stationed here permanently. When Ling Tong goes back to repair her mechanical arm suit, Deep Sea and Red Serpent must both be here."

Deep Sea's voice rang out: "That's no problem. We will have enough respect for heroes."

"What about the underground nest?" Red Serpent asked.

"The current strategy is to clean it up, blast it with firepower, and then carry out landfill operations."

Zhou Zhengde said:

"We also need to trouble you two to clean it up as soon as possible. Captain Zheng is the main force in the next step. A batch of pressure suits has been allocated from the front line and can be cleaned up within a week."

"The reconstruction of the Lower City is the next difficulty."

"I stayed up all night to come up with a reconstruction plan for the Lower City. This is actually an opportunity, an opportunity to change the ecology of the Lower City, to provide more rights and guarantees for the residents of the Lower City as much as possible, and to open up talent channels from the Lower City to the Middle City and the Upper City."

"However, it will definitely be difficult to implement, and it will take time to promote it step by step, which is closely related to the residents' quality and their own skills."

Sister Wan smiled and said: "You will have plenty of time next to think carefully in a quiet little room, young man who pointed a gun at the commander."

"That was… impulsive…"

"Hahaha!" This was Uncle Tai's hearty laughter.

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Wang Ji Xuan also understood that Zhou Zhengde was going to be judged and go to military prison to serve his sentence.

However, Daoist Wang was not worried about this at all.

What is Young Master Zhou's background?

Isn't that military prison opened by his own family? After Young Master Zhou goes in, he might even be able to find a date inside.

Zhou Zhengde sat by Wang Ji Xuan's bed for a few minutes, Wang Ji Xuan could have let himself wake up at that time, but Daoist Wang hated the pretentious parting emotions.

Did he have to compose a poem to give to Brother Zhou?

It's better to go early and come back early.

Zhou Zhengde sat by the bed for a few minutes, and then seemed to have gained a huge harvest, embarking on the next political struggle with high morale.

In the next thirty-odd hours, two more groups of people came to visit.

Zheng Shiduo, who had returned from the Lower City and was on rotation to rest, described the tragic situation in the young ant-king's nest in his exaggerated tone, boasting about how awesome the black storm was.

Commander Dongfang Zhenghong and Internal Affairs Minister Zhou Meiying came together.

Dongfang Zhenghong, representing the Middle Ancient Basin War Zone and the D5 Integrated War Zone Command, and Zhou Meiying, representing the Governor of Fortress 76, expressed their commendation and condolences to Black Storm.

They sent a large amount of supplies, including but not limited to... three fist-sized General-level crystal cores!

As well as a nutritional soup personally cooked by Zhou Meiying.

Wang Daochang truly loved these three General-level crystal cores.

Without him having to worry, Uncle Tai had already become self-taught, taking out a few Demon Suppression Talismans from Wang Daochang's cabinet and sticking them on the crystal cores.

As for that nutritional soup... Wan Xiaoqi took two sips and vomited for two hours, not knowing what was going on.

As the saying goes, good medicine tastes bitter.

This indirectly shows that this soup is truly nutritious.

Wang Daochang pretended to be in a coma and continued to recuperate, to avoid being force-fed this soup if he woke up now.

He didn't want to wake up, not only because he really had a headache and needed to recuperate, but also for another reason.

Ling Tong was going to leave temporarily for a period of time, about a month or so, with Sister Wan going with her.

She was going back to the front line to 'treat' her mechanical arm. The connection lines between the mechanical arm and the mechanical spine had a problem and needed a professional team to repair them. This place lacked large-scale equipment to protect Ling Tong's skin and organs.

As soon as he woke up, Ling Tong would have to say goodbye and leave temporarily.

In that case, he might as well remain in a coma and let her leave on her own.

Otherwise, there would be farewells and such... Daochang didn't like being sentimental and long-winded.

Thus, Wang Daochang recuperated for another two days. His headache had eased for the most part. Next, as long as he meditated for twelve hours a day, his soul injury would recover in a month. It would be difficult to make progress in cultivation during this month or so.

Urged by Sister Wan, Ling Tong was already about to return to the General Command for treatment.

She changed into a military uniform, opened the door to Wang Jixuan's room, and softly said to the young Wu Man who was reading a book next door:

"Please allow me to be alone with him for a few minutes."

"Okay, Chief," Wu Man put down his book and left on his electric wheelchair.

Ling Tong closed the door and leaned against the door panel, without moving for more than twenty seconds.

Wang Daochang was inexplicably a little nervous, but his expression was still that of a sound sleeper, without any flaws.

What was she going to do? Say a few sentimental words? That didn't seem to be her personality. Her personality seemed to be...

Ling Tong suddenly took two steps forward, walked to the bed, and leaned over without hesitation, as if to give him a headbutt.

Wang Daochang almost opened his eyes to dodge.

Ling Tong's delicate face stopped in front of him, her left mechanical arm propped on the edge of the pillow, and her right mechanical arm pressed against the edge of the wall. The shortest distance between the tips of their noses was only a few centimeters.

Strands of long hair slipped from behind her ear.

Her long hair was loose at the moment, black and bright.

Ling Tong just opened her eyes like this, pursed her lips, and quickly pecked him, her lips gently touching Wang Jixuan's lips.

She immediately stood up, as if she had violated some huge taboo.

"I was just trying out the feeling, like it's written in novels, don't misunderstand... Take good care of yourself, see you later, Deep Sea and Red Serpent will protect you."

She turned around and was about to leave.

Wang Daochang wanted to call out to her. A wonderful feeling surrounded his heart, causing ripples in his mood that were difficult to express.

Although, but... how could a dignified man and hero be so passive!

Hey! You little girl, come back here to Dao Ye!

Wang Jixuan opened his eyes and was about to shout, but found that the pure-faced boy was already sitting next to him.

The sunlight outside the window was just right, and Ling Tong's aura had already disappeared.

"Chief Ling Tong left twenty-five minutes ago, sir. You showed signs of waking up as soon as she left."

Wu Man asked with a smile:

"There's still a little lipstick on your lips, do you need a tissue to wipe it off?"

Eh? Wasn't it just now?

Wang Jixuan realized that he had indeed been in a daze just now.

Wang Daochang calmly sat up, stretched lazily as if nothing had happened, and looked at Uncle Tai and Wan Xiaoqi who were busy outside the door.

"What are they packing their luggage for?"

"To ensure the safety of you and me, sir, we are going to be transferred to the safest seventh floor of the fortress."

Wu Man explained:

"There are no more spiritual energy users inside the fortress, so it is relatively safe there."

"Mr. Zhou Zhengde is at the front line military court, fiercely confronting the people from the Thirteenth Institute. He is worried that the Thirteenth Institute will retaliate against Fortress 76, and the outer expansion area is no longer safe."

"This station will be used as a disguised point, with several mechanics stationed there to confuse the people from the Thirteenth Institute."

"Okay."

Wang Daochang thought of those large and small beams of light.

Powerful Blade Beast hordes;

Corrupted spiritual energy users;

The road ahead is really full of challenges.

Well, I'll figure out a way to mass-produce Demon-Breaking Daggers as soon as possible, and give these spiritual energy users a little shock of orthodox immortal cultivation!

Wang Daochang was full of fighting spirit at this moment.

"By the way, sir."

Wu Man took out a holographic player:

"Listen to this, I just recorded a new broadcast, someone is thanking you."

"What?" Wang Daochang was a little puzzled, and Wu Man had already pressed the play button on the player.