Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone

"It's a Daoist name," Mu Dan reminded from the doorway, "Jixuan is the Daoist name, Wang Zheng is the secular name. Once they embark on the Cultivation Path, they all use their Daoist names."

Amina suddenly looked enlightened: "But that Guardian told me his real name is Wang Jixuan... there seems to be a lot of hidden issues here."

Gao Huating asked, "Do you need me to ask her directly?"

"Not for now."

Amina's right hand opened, and a cluster of light golden flames slowly burned.

Wanda's Core Circuit.

And it had already been processed by Amina, stripped of Wanda's imprint and memory, leaving only the pure Core Circuit.

"See if you can resonate with it?"

"Me?" Gao Huating was somewhat surprised.

Amina smiled and said, "Yes, give it a try. Of course, it's just a try, because Wang Zheng suddenly had issues, and our original plan to select a new spirit cultivator was delayed. So you'll start."

"Such precious resources..."

"It's a form of retaliation," Amina said calmly, "That Guardian looks down on spirit cultivators, and if the one she cares most about, you, becomes a spirit cultivator, her expression will surely be quite colorful. Step forward."

Gao Huating nervously stepped forward a few steps.

The golden flames lightly trembled, and a light screen naturally expanded, revealing a honeycomb structure of perfect hexagons, with a golden crown of thorns at the center.

Resonance succeeded!

"As expected."

Amina suddenly waved her hand, suppressing the Core Circuit and reclaiming it into her palm.

Gao Huating asked, "Can I resonate?"

"Not only can you resonate, but it's a perfect resonance."

Amina stood up and said:

"I have other matters to attend to, take care of yourself.

"Don't attribute the wrongdoing of others to yourself. You are Xiao Huating, the virtual songstress trying to bring hope to the fortress with your song, not just an inheritor of some civilization.

"If you're still feeling down, try changing your style, attempt things you wanted to try before but never dared to.

"Remember, don't fall into depravity. Wang Zheng does not favor fallen women, for in the bones of human men, there's a bit of mental cleanliness."

Amina winked gently at Gao Huating, who meekly nodded, then shyly raised her hand to adjust the hair beside her ear.

'As expected of a 17,000-year-old spirit cultivator, she truly understands.'

Gao Huating thought this with emotion.

Walking outside, Amina suddenly turned into Little Amina, clenched her fist, pursed her lips, and punched the wall, leaving a dent.

'Damn it, why did I start advising her!'

The handsome couple trailing behind caught up.

"Master, where should we go next?"

"Let's find Zhou Zhengde! If Wanda's circuit can resonate, we'll stuff it into his mouth!"

"Okay, Master. Why are you so resentful? Do you also wish to become a cultivator, but the cultivator Wang Zheng won't give you his chastity?"

"Scram! Mention chastity one more time, and I'll exile you both!"

"But Master, your chastity is still intact too, so trade it equally with him, we won't lose out."

"Wang Zheng lost his chastity long ago! I mean, shut up!"

Little Amina's howl echoed through the hallway.

Mu Dan shook her head.

As she expected, the number of women coveting her superior's beauty was indeed increasing.

...

Wang Jixuan opened his eyes.

What came into view was a white sandy beach, the twin moons overhead, and seemingly endless cyan waves in the distance.

He just sat there in a daze, only barely regaining his senses after about twenty minutes.

It was like having a nightmare;

Or as if wandering on the clouds for a while;

Seemingly one misstep into an endless purgatory, and the Immortal Realm he longed for was nowhere to be found.

Some insights flowed like mountain springs;

Many insights poured like mountain floods;

The Mahayana Soul fused with the Golden Core, and a new phantom appeared within the Golden Core, which was his Primordial Spirit of this age, already taking shape.

Wang Jixuan looked inside himself.

The Dao Realm had muddled its way into the Third Rank of the Heaven and Earth Bridge Realm, and would soon step into the Fourth Rank.

The Dao Body, after being struck by the surge of Demonic Qi, had become extremely robust, capable of directly withstanding twice the current mana's ferocious impact.

The Primordial Spirit had taken form, and soon it would break out from the Golden Core, allowing him to become a Nascent Soul Taoist.

The qualitative change is just ahead.

Wang Jixuan was greatly encouraged.

However, the most important aspect this time is still his Dao Heart.

Awaking from a great dream;

Only then I know I am who I am.

Wang Jixuan slowly got up, stretched lazily, his Dao Heart was clear as a mirror, all the Demon Thoughts and killing intent had been refined, and even if he exerted Devil Skills to fall into the Demon Path now, he could easily restore himself.

"From today on, this poor Daoist will only do three things."

"Cultivation, enjoyment, and earning virtue."

"Though my body is in the mortal world, my heart still aspires towards the Immortal Road."

Master Wang patted his belly, took a step forward, and with several leaps reached the vortex at the entrance, lowered his head, and dove in.

In front, light and shadow spun around, and Wang Jixuan was already inside the cabin of a transport aircraft.

Ahead there was an operating table, Mu Dan was holding two highly precise welding torches, modifying a piece of Spiritual Energy Armor.

Shen Qionglin, who hadn't shown up for a while, was also there, wearing protective gear, assisting Mu Dan.

Wang Jixuan's sudden appearance clearly startled Shen Qionglin and Mu Dan.

However, Mu Dan's hand remained steady, not letting the expensive modification experiment end in failure.

"You continue, don't mind me," Wang Jixuan waved his hand.

Without turning her head, Mu Dan asked, "Sir, should we send the Commander and Colonel Lingtong the information that you have emerged?"

"Yes, send it. How is her injury?"

"There was no major issue before, and no scars were left," Mu Dan smiled, "It's no secret that you like Colonel Lingtong's tender skin?"

"Is that so?"

Master Wang squinted and smiled: "Actually, the texture of your bionic skin is not bad either, it's just unfortunate that it's still missing a bit of realism."

Mu Dan was instantly full of grievances.

Shen Qionglin blinked and asked in her protective suit: "Do you always chat like this?"

"What else?"

Wang Jixuan had already taken a bottle of pure water from the refrigerator in the corner, tilted his head and drank a few gulps, then gently breathed a sigh of relief.

He rummaged inside for a moment, found two sandwiches stored at low temperature, with ham and cheese fillings, and they tasted pretty good.

Master Wang devoured them, the slight sense of fullness brought a bit of joy.

Shen Qionglin had already taken off the protective suit and changed to another mechanical assistant to help Mu Dan.

Professor Shen had a petite figure, but her proportions were still quite good, her black tight jeans paired with a simple white T-shirt made her look like a pure student on campus.

She glanced up and down at Wang Jixuan, puzzled:

"You're... really okay?"

"I should be fine," Wang Jixuan swallowed the food, "if you noticed my temperament has changed, then you probably aren't mistaken."

"Why?"

"It's a kind of mental state improvement," Wang Jixuan said, "you could simply understand it as, I used to bind myself too much, and cultivation and comprehending the Great Path don't require all that, so now I can let go a bit more."

Shen Qionglin nodded, somewhat understanding.

Wang Jixuan asked: "What are you working on?"

"Ah, it's a new type of Spiritual Energy Armor, I'm still customizing specialized medical machinery, so I asked Mu Dan to help." F&i-n@d thi%s! c.h%a#p*t&e-r*'s so-u*r@ce on MV-^L-E#M*-*P+YR-..

"The Blade Beasts didn't make any trouble?"

"Since you went into seclusion, the Blade Beasts have been on full defense, and no new Pillar Blade Beasts have been activated."

"How are Amina and Gao Huating doing?"

"I can't get Amina's information, Gao Huating seems to still be active at the Fortress No. 76 Ruins."

Shen Qionglin handed a wristband with a built-in projection screen to Wang Jixuan:

"This is the intelligence I can receive daily, there's an automatic summary, take a look."

"There's no need," Wang Jixuan declined with a smile, "have your transport take me to Lingtong, I kind of miss her... Mu Dan, send Amina a message, let's have an online meeting."

"Yes," Mu Dan simply responded.

"Oh, okay," Shen Qionglin hesitated to speak.

Wang Jixuan asked: "If you want to say something, just go ahead."

"What's that red dot on your forehead?"

"Hmm?" Wang Jixuan casually fetched a mirrored tray from nearby and looked at himself.

He saw a red mark the size of a jujube pit on his forehead.

Oh no...

The Demon Lord Mark?!