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"No... impossible..."

Rice Bucket suddenly opened her eyes, staring in horror at the divination tiles.

At the center of the tiles, the one representing Moon Shadow Sect had cracked open with a visible fissure.

She reshuffled the tiles and cast another divination, only to receive the same result.

The third time, the fourth time—the outcome remained unchanged.

Yet she had clearly calculated before that Moon Shadow Sect was a destiny sect blessed by heaven and earth's fortune.

If she wanted to obtain enough spirit stones to enhance her strength, Moon Shadow Sect was the only place to go.

Moreover, Moon Shadow Sect had the protection of a Great Ascension Stage cultivator... With all these advantages, disaster shouldn't have befallen them.

"Demon invasion! Moon Shadow Sect faces calamity!" The girl sprang to her feet, scattering the divination tiles across the floor.

Without bothering to pick them up, she turned and flew toward the sect master's hall.

As she ran, details of the divination flashed through her mind: The demon army would surround Moon Shadow Sect from all four directions, led by a demon sovereign named "Tu Shan Yue" who had reached the Great Ascension Stage. Worse still, the divination showed internal treachery—someone within the sect was secretly colluding with the enemy!

"I must warn Moon Shadow Sect's leadership immediately."

The girl's brow furrowed deeply, her heart pounding violently.

The crimson lightning from the divination haunted her thoughts—it was an omen of death.

If not handled properly, countless disciples might perish!

And she hadn't even finished consuming Moon Shadow Sect's high-grade spirit vein yet!

No matter what, she had to ensure Moon Shadow Sect's survival.

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Meanwhile, far in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, the demon army had already begun marching toward the human cultivation world.

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Wind Spirit Sect.

"Huff... huff... one more set!"

Early in the morning, the sect's training ground was already packed with people.

Zhang Yibai stood atop a massive boulder, beneath which Li Zongsi strained with arms raised in a lifting posture, his face flushed crimson. The ground beneath his feet cracked under the tremendous weight, and his arms trembled violently with each lift.

"Faster! Ten thousand more sets!" Zhang Yibai took a bite of watermelon and said casually, "If you don't finish, not only will you skip meals, but your medicinal bath allotment will be canceled too!"

Hearing this, the surrounding disciples redoubled their efforts.

It wasn't about the meals—the real motivation was the medicinal baths.

One experience was enough to become addicted.

After exhausting their bodies through training, that moment of immersion in the special medicinal liquid—feeling every meridian slowly repairing under the nourishing effects—was comparable to bathing with celestial maidens, an indescribable pleasure. Every pore opened as the medicinal energy seeped through skin, flowed along meridians, and nourished internal organs, like being in paradise.

Most importantly, after the baths, they could clearly feel their physiques improving by leaps and bounds.

Combined with the Heavenly Demon Art, even training until vomiting blood or tendon rupture would result in instant recovery during the bath, emerging with greater strength, tougher meridians, and a more resilient dantian.

After less than three days of this training, their true essence had already more than doubled, and even their mental states had transformed completely.

"Old Zhang, everyone's enthusiasm is impressive!"

Chen Huaian descended on his flying sword, landing lightly within the sect gates. Watching the Wind Spirit Sect disciples training diligently, he nodded in satisfaction.

Back when it was still Black Blade Sect, these disciples had carried an air of lethargic resignation.

Perhaps thinking they could just kill demon beasts to use the Ascension Pillar, none had trained seriously.

Now their transformed vigor and vitality truly reflected how cultivators ought to be.

"Little brother, your Heavenly Demon Art is truly remarkable." Zhang Yibai leaped down lightly from the boulder, standing shoulder-to-shoulder with Chen Huaian as they observed the sweat-drenched disciples. He couldn't help sighing, "The hardship of cultivation lies in effort without reward, without positive feedback. The reason demonic arts attract so many is their strong positive feedback, but they come with hidden dangers and costs.

Your Heavenly Demon Art eliminates weaknesses while enhancing strengths—not only are there no severe consequences, but the positive feedback is powerful. This kind of feedback feels far more satisfying than free cultivation progress from the Ascension Pillar, so the disciples train willingly, even obsessively."

"But their current cultivation is still insufficient for the coming conflicts."

Seeing Chen Huaian's serious expression, Zhang Yibai's eyes sharpened immediately: "What do you mean? Little brother, is the spirit jade vein about to appear?"

"Correct." Chen Huaian nodded slightly. "But not a vein—a treasure called Celestial Jade Marrow. Plant this treasure underground, and spirit jade veins will quickly grow from it."

"Competing for treasures..." Zhang Yibai stroked his chin, eyes narrowing as he immediately recognized the problem. "The struggle for such portable treasures will be even fiercer. Their concealable nature will tempt even small and medium sects to take risks."

"Little brother Chen, Wind Spirit Sect isn't fully established yet. For safety's sake, I think we should avoid confrontation for now." Zhang Yibai looked at Chen Huaian. "What do you think?"

Chen Huaian smiled meaningfully: "That's exactly why I'm here!"

He retrieved Cangyun Realm version M4 rifles from his player inventory—a full hundred of them piled into a small mountain, leaving Zhang Yibai wide-eyed.

"Little brother, these are..."

"Thermal weapons for cultivators."

Chen Huaian picked up one Cangyun M4, expertly chambered a round, aimed at a nearby mountain peak, and pulled the trigger.

BOOM—!

With thunderous roar, a massive hole appeared in the mountainside.

Unlike explosive damage from artillery, the Cangyun M4 delivered piercing damage similar to lasers. The fact it could create such penetration indicated extreme power—the projectile's heat and velocity upon impact with the mountain must have been tremendous.

"Holy heavens! What kind of power is this?"

Zhang Yibai stared at the gaping hole.

This firepower matched a Foundation Establishment cultivator's full-strength attack.

And one shouldn't underestimate Foundation Establishment attacks—after all, Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment cultivators comprised the majority in Cangyun Realm.

Concentrated Foundation Establishment attacks could even threaten Golden Core cultivators.

Moreover, these calculations were based on Cangyun Realm cultivators, not Earth Star Ascenders.

If used against Earth Star Ascenders, wouldn't each shot kill instantly?

"Incredible!" Zhang Yibai's eyes sparkled as he picked up a Cangyun M4, unable to put it down. "I've always enjoyed tinkering with mechanical devices, but lacking proper knowledge, I only managed some basic constructs after crossing to Cangyun Realm... Where did you get these?"

"I brought an M4 to Cangyun Realm, and Artifact Sect Master Xiang Tiange improved it within two days." Chen Huaian ejected the spent spirit crystal and loaded a fresh one. "Xiang Tiange said he'll develop artillery soon too. I plan to give him a TAC-50 anti-material sniper rifle and some helicopter autocannons to study. Perhaps he can create Cangyun versions of modern weapons suited for cultivators."

"Brilliant idea!" Zhang Yibai gave a thumbs up. "Having interdimensional travel sure is convenient."

He couldn't help feeling envious: "If I'd had this ability back then, what would Jade Pool Holy Land and Burning Purity Holy Land have amounted to? I'd have mowed them all down!"

"These hundred Cangyun M4s are for Wind Spirit Sect's armory."

Chen Huaian narrowed his eyes, looking at Zhang Yibai. "Old brother, what are our chances of obtaining the Celestial Jade Marrow?"

Zhang Yibai stroked the gun, a sly grin spreading across his face: "One hundred percent! Hehe~"

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