After a while, Wang Xiu finally left Thunderclap Peak.
He felt sowhat disappointed. Ji Yan and the others didn’t have a similar group chat. He had been hoping to join and brag a bit! But on second thought, he realized he had overlooked sothing. The high-ranking mbers of the various lineages and the ordinary young disciples were different; those with high status had their dignity to maintain. Their circle was small. Even if they wanted to boast, it would only be among two or three close associates. It was unlikely they would brag incessantly in a group chat the way the younger disciples did.
There was another matter. He keenly sensed that Ji Yan must have challenged the imprint he left in the Soul Fighting Machine on more than one occasion and had probably been thrashed quite badly. He’d been thrashed so badly it had beco an instinctive reaction. Wang Xiu figured that people like Ji Yan were probably not in the minority.
These powerful, high-level cultivators were also elders. Under normal circumstances, they couldn’t possibly propose a sparring match with Wang Xiu; it would be improper. Winning would be disgraceful, a case of the strong bullying the weak. Even if they fought on the sa Realm, the age gap was plain to see. If they lost, it would be even more embarrassing.
However, hiding behind the Soul Fighting Machine gave them an opportunity that few would be willing to pass up. They would definitely give it a try. But just because they tried didn’t an they’d be willing to talk about it, as the results were likely unflattering. This wasn’t Wang Xiu being complacent; with his profound foundation, finding soone in the sa Realm who could even exchange a few moves with him was incredibly difficult!
...
In this situation, even if those senior uncles boasted, they would do it in secret, so Wang Xiu wouldn’t be able to enjoy the rewards.
This is a bit of a loss. I need to think of a plan...
Wang Xiu mulled it over. The Soul Fighting Machine was his own creation, after all. It was a good thing to benefit his younger martial brothers and sisters, but if it could also provide him with sufficient growth, that would truly be killing two birds with one stone.
Suddenly, a glint flashed in his eyes as an idea struck him!
"Senior Sister Mo, I suddenly feel our Soul Fighting Machine is lacking sothing!" Arriving at the Manipulation Sect, Wang Xiu went straight to Mo Wuwei, who was busy in the control room.
"Lacking what?" Mo Wuwei tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear and adjusted her monocle. Her large eyes sparkled, giving her an air of intellectual beauty.
"Currently, the Soul Fighting Machine can only improve an individual cultivator’s combat skills. But in reality, the vast majority of battles require us to fight side-by-side with our comrades!" Wang Xiu spoke eloquently, his eyes gleaming. "Therefore, we need a multiplayer mode!"
"Multiplayer mode?" Mo Wuwei blinked, her eyes shining with wisdom. Although the term was unfamiliar, she understood what Wang Xiu ant. "Junior Brother, are you saying you want to link the Soul Fighting Machines of our martial brothers and sisters so that multiple people can train in the sa virtual world?"
"Senior Sister, you’re as perceptive as ever!" Wang Xiu smiled. Mo Wuwei understood instantly.
"What a brilliant idea!" Hearing Wang Xiu’s praise, Mo Wuwei blushed faintly, but her thoughts quickly returned to the matter at hand. She imdiately saw the benefits. Multiplayer combat could not only enhance teamwork and coordination but also improve communication.
It was just as Wang Xiu said. Given the current situation, the days when disciples of the Immortal Sect could fight alone were numbered. The Demon Race was poised to make a coback, and nearly all cultivators would need to band together and unite as one.
"It’s just that, from a technical standpoint, this would be incredibly difficult to achieve..." Mo Wuwei raised her monocle, pursing her red lips in thought. "Connecting the virtual worlds within different Soul Fighting Machines involves runes and mysteries of Daoist Magic that are beyond my current understanding!"
She sounded regretful. Her cultivation level had already broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm, and she had made rapid progress in the art of manipulation, but it still wasn’t enough to accomplish such a feat.
"Don’t worry, Senior Sister. I’ll handle that part!" A slight smile played on Wang Xiu’s lips.
"Really?" Mo Wuwei asked, her voice filled with surprised delight.
"Of course. I just need you to do a small favor!"
...
「Atop Spirit Turtle Peak.」
「Within the Ghost Immortal Secret Realm.」
"Sigh, Senior Brother has been so busy these past few days..." Jiang Ling’er propped her chin with her hands, sighing as she watched the distant, bustling figures of Wang Xiu and Mo Wuwei.
"WOOF!" Yan Ji, lying beside her, agreed wholeheartedly. Her master hasn’t had any ti to pet her!
"You need to get used to it. This will happen often from now on," Jiang Yourong said.
"Why?"
"That boy was born to face a great calamity; he is destined for great things! It might not even take a few hundred years before the entire cultivation world of the Cangyuan Realm looks to him for leadership... The banner for the resistance against the Demon Race will ultimately rest on his shoulders alone!"
Jiang Yourong rarely spoke with such gravity. She gazed at Wang Xiu’s distant figure, her eyes filled with an incredibly complex mix of emotions.
"Then... I can accompany Senior Brother through it all!" Jiang Ling’er declared.
"WOOF, WOOF!" Yan Ji barked in agreent.
"Easier said than done," Jiang Yourong shot her a look. "Throughout history, individuals like him ultimately walk a solitary path to the highest peak. Even peerless prodigies can often only gaze up at their departing figures!" She added, "Besides... even if you could, the difficulty is comparable to ascending to the heavens, and it will be exhausting!"
"Ling’er isn’t afraid of being tired..." Jiang Ling’er bit her lip gently, her clear eyes filled with determination. "Aunt, I’ve made up my mind. After Senior Brother’s inauguration ceremony is over, I want to return to the Jiuli Immortal Sect for a visit!"
Hearing this, Jiang Yourong froze and stared at Jiang Ling’er. "Are you sure? Once the bow is drawn, the arrow cannot be recalled!"
"I’m sure!" Jiang Ling’er insisted.
Jiang Yourong studied her for a long mont before a smile broke across her face. "Very good. You are truly worthy of being the last Saintess of the Jiuli Immortal Sect. Rest assured... even if it costs my life, I will help you soar to the highest heavens and revitalize Jiuli!"
...
"The formation is complete!"
Wang Xiu exhaled a long breath. Countless dense runes swirled around him, forming a domain that enveloped the surrounding space.
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