Switch Mode

Research-Style Cultivation, Starting by Refusing to Be a Furnace – Chapter 47

Ch 47: Sword Flight and Gun Flight

Ch 47: Sword Flight and Gun Flight

Wei Xing took out Ling Xiao’s cultivation technique, Flying Sword Technique, which had many of Ling Xiao’s annotations and insights on it.

Looking at the dense small characters, Wei Xing’s eyes couldn’t help but moisten. Seeing the object reminded him of the person, and he recalled the scene of being tricked for the first time that day, sighing, “I really want to be tricked by you again.”

The first point in this sword technique is the Flying Sword Technique, which allows one’s Spiritual Power to fill the sword body, and then use Spiritual Power as a medium to establish a Divine Sense connection with the sword body, thereby achieving the purpose of controlling the sword.

Only by reaching the Qi Refining Stage can one fly with a sword. At this time, the sword is called a Spirit Sword, which can be refined into a Sword Pellet, no longer limited to its physical form, and can store the sword in the Dantian, with great destructive power.

The book also says that it is rumored that there are Great Experts who can simultaneously control countless Spirit Swords for their use. The momentum of ten thousand swords firing together often subdues the enemy without a fight.

“So awesome,” Wei Xing said, but what he was thinking was, if the other party really fired ten thousand swords, and he wanted to destroy these ten thousand Spirit Swords, using the bullets he had just refined, even if he exchanged one hundred bullets for one Spirit Sword, wouldn’t he need a million bullets to solve it!

“No, no, if the other party has already fired ten thousand swords, am I still going to use a handgun to greet him? Wouldn’t that make me an idiot? In the future, when my strength is strong, it will definitely be necessary to create missiles and cannons to deal with his grandma,” Wei Xing thought happily.

Wei Xing took out his Qingyun Sword and placed it in front of him. According to what the book said, this first step is the most difficult for beginners. The main thing is that after filling the sword body with one’s Spiritual Power, the Divine Sense often fails to connect. Once the connection fails, the Spiritual Energy left in the sword body fails, and one has to start all over again.

What Wei Xing found strange was that he didn’t encounter any difficulty in this process at all. It was as if water and milk were blending together. As soon as he filled the sword body with Spiritual Energy as the book said, the Qingyun Sword emitted a white light. When he used his Divine Sense to connect, he felt it immediately.

This feeling was very special. He seemed to see a majestic sword body, as tall as a mountain. In just an instant, he couldn’t feel this feeling anymore. What followed was the feeling that he was this Qingyun Sword.

“To the left,” Wei Xing thought in his mind.

The Qingyun Sword really flew to the left.

“To the right.”

Sure enough, the Qingyun Sword flew to the right again.

“Left, right, left, right, left.”

…….

“According to what the book says, it takes at least three months to learn this Flying Sword Technique, but how did I suddenly learn it?” Wei Xing was a little puzzled. Even though he was usually a little arrogant and thought he was a little genius, he wasn’t confident enough to instantly master a cultivation method.

“Could it be because when I entered the Dao Breath, I was affected by it?” Wei Xing racked his brains and could only barely think of this answer.

Having learned the Flying Sword Technique, Wei Xing was rarely happy, and shamelessly shouted, “The result doesn’t matter anymore, just treat me as a peerless genius.”

“Watch the sword!”

Saying that, Wei Xing also took out his handgun with his right hand.

“In the future, I will control the Immortal Sword with my left hand and the Glock with my right hand. Who else dares to bully me! Ah~!”

Wei Xing roared, venting the grievances suppressed in his heart.

……

After using the Flying Sword Technique a few times, his Spiritual Power was exhausted. Wei Xing chewed on a Spirit Returning Pill next to him to recover: “It seems that my realm is still too low. This way, I can be more confident in dealing with enemies. I still need to increase my strength as soon as possible.”

Through so many days of absorbing knowledge, Wei Xing clearly knew that the realm could not be broken through in a short time. The only way to quickly improve his realm now was to keep swallowing pills, so that his cultivation could be raised forcibly.

He also learned in the Pill Method that cultivators who are basically promoted by pills, although their realm advances rapidly, they will also overdraw their potential, seriously damaging the cultivator’s own lifespan.

Although the Realm-Breaking Pills specifically recorded the Realm-Breaking Pills from Dao Breath to Foundation Establishment, most of them are to increase the probability of breakthrough, and are mainly auxiliary. No one would be stupid enough to eat all the Realm-Breaking Pills to break through.

Wei Xing naturally didn’t want to do this either. In the current situation where it was difficult to improve his realm, he could only consider from the existing sword techniques, Pill Method, Formation, Talisman, firearms, etc., to find ways to improve his strength.

After experiencing the Crimson incident, Ling Xiao died tragically in order to save him, causing Wei Xing to desperately want to become stronger now.

Wei Xing began to habitually analyze his advantages and disadvantages one by one, in order to find a breakthrough direction.

“In sword techniques, I just started with the Flying Sword Technique and learned the method of controlling the sword. The improvement effect is currently slow.”

“In Pill Method, I can currently only refine pills in the mid-stage of Dao Breath. For attack pills, I can only refine explosive pills such as Thunderclap Pills. They are effective, but after using them a few times, the enemy may have precautions, so they cannot be used as a trump card.”

“In Formation, after constantly cultivating last time, I have mastered the simple formations. Going further up requires huge Spiritual Power to support, and the improvement effect is not great.”

“I basically don’t understand Talisman knowledge. It seems to be a breakthrough point. As long as there is some improvement, I can have another life-saving method.”

“The modified Glock, I currently only have one, and I have only refined about a thousand bullets. It is also a means that can be improved.”

“Oh, right, there is also the Talisman Corpse Method, that is a great weapon,” Wei Xing took out the eight Talisman Corpses that were damaged by Crimson from the Storage Bag. He had personally witnessed Ling Xiao taking out more than a dozen Talisman Corpses to suppress his opponent that day.

Wei Xing was very tempted by the Talisman Corpse, and his idea was different from Ling Xiao’s. He was unwilling to waste the potential of these Talisman Corpses, just acting as sandbags to be beaten back and forth.

“When my strength is strong, I will refine more Talisman Corpses and let these Talisman Corpses carry guns for me, establishing a mechanized Talisman Corpse army. When I encounter an opponent, I will first bombard them with a wave, then shoot them with a wave, and cycle the attack. Finally, relying on these Talisman Corpses’ thick skin and flesh, I am not afraid of close combat. Who still fights one-on-one with the opponent?” Wei Xing likes this kind of attack that doesn’t require him to do anything.

It’s just that the idea is very beautiful, but this Talisman Corpse Method is obviously not as simple as Wei Xing thought.

The Talisman Corpse Refining Method clearly states that it uses various corpses, and uses attack, defense, and fusion formations to transform them into a solid container. Using the Soul Summoning Talisman as the core, it forcibly summons wandering souls into the corpse, and uses a large number of Spirit Stones and Spirit Talismans combined inside the corpse to provide Spiritual Power for the Talisman Corpse, and finally forms the Talisman Corpse.

The higher the attainments of the cultivator in Talisman Method and Formation, the more powerful the Talisman Corpse they create, even no different from a living cultivator.

“Hiss,” when Wei Xing saw the words that a powerful cultivator who made Talisman Corpses could refine them to be no different from living cultivators, he was shocked and took a breath.

Looking at the dense formations and Talisman types required to create Talisman Corpses, Wei Xing felt like he was reading a heavenly book. For formations, he could still roughly understand them, but for Talismans, Wei Xing basically didn’t understand them and needed to learn from scratch.

“It seems that the Talisman Method cannot be neglected either. Since I am learning from scratch, then progress may be slow and cannot be used as a quick life-saving method. It seems that I still need to refine more enhanced versions of the Glock,” Wei Xing said with emotion.

Wei Xing took out his Three Yuan Cauldron and began to refine according to his experimental records step by step.

Having had previous refining experience, in order to be more efficient, Wei Xing still took out the molds he had made before to make the gun body and Spirit Sword, and then refined them according to the various components separately, and then assembled them uniformly.

The most critical step is the last step, Formation Empowerment.

Finally, use the Spirit Gang Formation to stabilize the gun body, which also reduces the impact of the bullets made of Thunderclap Pills on the gun body, making the gun body more durable. Use the Spirit Attachment Array to bless the power, and use the Spirit Gathering Array to provide Spiritual Power support to make the Spirit Gang Formation and Spirit Attachment Array operate endlessly.

Half a year later, ten Glocks and tens of thousands of bullets were placed in front of Wei Xing.

Wei Xing used the method of controlling the sword to refine all ten Glocks in front of him. These guns could already operate flexibly with Wei Xing’s mind, and the muzzles could operate flexibly in different directions at the same time, no longer simply controlled by Spiritual Power.

For the bullets, Wei Xing was very smart and put the types of formations engraved on the bullets in different Storage Bags.

One bag is filled with bullets drawn with the Sealing Spirit Formation, which belongs to the suppression category and is specially used to pollute and restrain the enemy’s Magical Artifacts.

One bag is filled with bullets drawn with the Fire Spirit Formation and Sword Spirit Formation, which belongs to the attack category and is specially used to break through and restrain the enemy’s defensive formations.

One bag is ordinary bullets, without any formation diagrams drawn on the bullets, specially used to attack the enemy’s body.

Looking at the three bags of treasures in front of him, Wei Xing laughed loudly: “This is called clear division of labor and precise combined strikes! Using modern warfare thinking, I won’t be able to handle you stinky women!”


👑God-Tier: Unlimited Access to All Completed Novels Patreon Logo
🥔Potato-Tier: Random novel releases every Monday 🪙 Coins: Purchase individual chapters at varying coin prices (1 coin = $0.05)
(🇨🇳)Research-Style Cultivation, Starting by Refusing to Be a Furnace

🇨🇳)Research-Style Cultivation, Starting by Refusing to Be a Furnace

科研式修仙,从拒绝炉鼎开始
Score 8.4
Status: Ongoing Author: Released: 2024 Native Language: Chinese
Wei Xing, having graduated with a Master's degree, accidentally transmigrates to another world. Unknowingly, he has already been marked as a cultivation cauldron, surrounded by danger. On one hand, he uses a modern scientific research mindset to explore cultivation; on the other hand, he uses spiritual power combined with item refining methods, *** The stench of blood and the phantom echo of a butcher's knife were Wei Xing's last clear memories of Earth. Now, only agony remained. Not the dull ache of a hangover, but a searing, full-body violation. He gasped, eyes stinging against the harsh glare of an unfamiliar sun, the world swimming in a dizzying haze. Where were the familiar high-rises, the rumble of traffic? Only weeds reclaiming a dilapidated monastery met his gaze. Then came the flood – memory fragments, alien yet intimate, crashing into his consciousness. Sweat-slicked bodies, endless moans, a gaunt face twisted in simultaneous pleasure and pain, ruthless killers in red robes, and a desperate flight ending in... this. Nausea roiled within him. This broken, emaciated body wasn't his. Ribs protruded like ridges on a starved animal, bruises painted his skin alongside disturbingly intimate marks – hickeys? – mocking his non-existent love life. A tattered robe, stained crimson, barely concealed his nakedness. He was trapped. Not just in a strange place, but in a strange, violated body. Panic, cold and sharp, sliced through the pain. The scientific truths he clung to shattered against the impossible reality. He was an anomaly, a ghost inhabiting ruined flesh in a world that felt ancient and hostile. Hunted, wounded, and utterly alone, Wei Xing's journey began not with heroic resolve, but with a guttural cry of pain and the desperate, primal need to survive whatever nightmare he had stumbled into. The path forward was obscured by blood, conspiracy, and the chilling realization that his old life was irrevocably gone, replaced by a brutal existence where his very nature made him prey.

Comment

Leave a Reply

Options

not work with dark mode
Reset