Then all my cultivation as an immortal has been for nothing?

Chapter 43 The Fleeting Golden Spirit
its not right!
Wang Yi thought to himself, "Shouldn't we move on to the 'amazing' segment and let me thoroughly humiliate Pang Jianming?"

Where's your air conditioning? Turn it on and shut it off!
Elsa understood Wang Yi well and lowered her voice, saying, "I know what you're expecting. It's impossible in reality. Think about it, you may feel good mocking him, but what about Pang Jianming? He's already under a lot of pressure, and if you expose him like this, the losses will be huge."

"His spiritual root is so high, the higher-ups have high hopes for him."

Wang Yi said "Oh," while keeping the goose feather floating about 20 centimeters above the table the whole time.

It seems that the cultivation world values ​​"talented individuals" highly. As a chosen one with a special destiny, I was directly assigned the No. 1 subordinate of the No. 3 Sage to protect me.

Judging from the number, that Uncle 301 is probably a double-flower red stick under the Third Sage. Not only does he have the ability to stop time, but he can also interfere with the company's personnel at will and tamper with the company's system data.

As for Pang Jianming, a "prodigy" with high spiritual roots, he would naturally receive special care, as everyone was afraid that he would lose his composure.

Elsa continued, "Besides, this is for your own good. Those kinds of 'face-slapping' scenarios can push you to the dark side."

"The dark side? Does that mean I'll be able to unleash lightning with both hands after becoming a demonic cultivator?"

“That’s the dark side of the Force!” Elsa raised her voice. “If you really want to unleash lightning, you can learn how to use a palm strike, but that thing isn’t very effective; it’s not as powerful as a Tokarev bullet.”

Palm Thunder is so lame!
Seeing that Wang Yi had calmed down, Elsa said, "You should work hard yourself," and then started scrolling through her phone.

Wang Yi nodded and began to stare at the goose feathers.

At the same time, his thoughts began to uncontrollably examine everything that had just happened.

He understood the company and the instructors' actions, but he was still a little annoyed. After all, the slap in the face story ended abruptly, as if it had been prematurely ended, which was frustrating.

In the darkest corner of his mind, this thought arose: It would be best if Pang Jianming collapsed, turned into a demonic cultivator, and suddenly attacked me, only to be blasted to death by my spiritual energy cannon. That way, I could legitimately seize his high spiritual root—

A sudden sharp pain in his wrist interrupted Wang Yi's gradually unleashing thoughts.

He lowered his gaze and indeed found that the battery symbol had turned blackish-red, as if a branding iron was burning his skin.

Wang Yi quickly dismissed his dark thoughts, and the "branding iron" gradually dimmed.

Then he realized that when he was daydreaming, the feather was still floating peacefully 20 centimeters above the table.

The first time I flew, I noticed that my feathers fell off as soon as I lost focus.

Instructor Qu walked over at some point and whispered, "You were just daydreaming. The feathers are still floating there, which is a good sign. It's like riding a bicycle. Although it's very unsafe to be daydreaming while riding, most people aren't really focused on riding."

indeed.

Instructor Qu: "But in that situation, we didn't fall down, and we were even able to automatically avoid some people who were getting close."

Wang Yi glanced at the goose feather that continued to float, which remained stable even while he was listening to the instructor's explanation.

Instructor Qu continued, "You are the student I have ever seen enter this natural levitation state the fastest, really the fastest! Actually, letting the technique run naturally is about the same as this."

"I think you don't even need to consciously feel the Qi or the operation of your body anymore. Once the automatic Qi circulation machine guides you more, your body may operate naturally."

"I just had the AI ​​check the headquarters archives, and it's true that there have been quite a few newcomers whose physical abilities have been circulating naturally but who still can't sense their Qi."

After finishing speaking, the instructor patted Wang Yi on the shoulder and turned to check on the others.

Wang Yi used his Qi-observation ability to observe the flow of Qi, wondering: Can I be considered to be able to sense Qi now? Is there any difference between capturing Qi through an externally acquired ability and being able to sense it on my own?
He then looked at the power system operating on his body, which was powered by an external cheat. Based on his previous speculation, this power system should be operating in a place like the Dirac Sea or the Imaginary Space, in any case, only Wang Yi himself could see it.

The gray-winged bats can probably see it too, but the little monsters haven't evolved intelligence yet and can't tell humans about this special ability, so the documents the company can find don't mention that it has this ability.

Never mind, let's not worry about that.

Wang Yi turned to Elsa, who was scrolling through short videos, and said, "After the basic spell class, I need to rent a practice room."

"Huh? Not shooting anymore? You've been shooting every day for the past few days, are you finally tired of it?" Elsa looked up.

"I'm tired of it," Wang Yi said.

Elsa chuckled mischievously, "Tired of playing? You're clearly just smitten by Instructor Qu's praises and decided to try and see if you can make the energy machine run like the instructor said, and one day your energy will start running on its own."

Wang Yi: "Maybe it'll work? Look, I've been talking to you the whole time, and the goose feather is floating perfectly fine." Elsa put down her phone and stared at the goose feather: "Indeed, you just have a special talent for making goose feathers float. Just like Nobita is good at cat's cradle and shooting. Okay, I'll reserve the practice room."

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That night, Wang Yi stayed in the training room for an extra four hours.

To help his body quickly become familiar with the practice, he sat on the exercise machine and let the machine help him circulate his energy, while using telekinesis to make goose feathers float around him.

But as for the results...

After leaving the training machine, his body did not start operating naturally, and the charging reading on his arm did not increase much.

It seems that before mastering the first level of the Nine Transformations Heavenly Record, there's no way to quickly "recharge" one's internal energy through cultivation.

I can only dream of moving bricks.

On the subway home, Wang Yi was fantasizing about encountering demonic cultivators again tonight, and in an instant, he refined the Dream Walker icon, filling it with purple.

I wonder what the benefits will be after the coloring ends. It can't be that you can fly faster in your dreams, right? If that's the case, then reality truly lives up to its reputation as a poorly designed and terrible game.

After finally arriving home, Wang Yi climbed to the seventh floor and arrived at Wang Chengyan's door.

Elsa tilted her head and looked at him: "Knock on the door, and continue to reinforce the anchoring."

Wang Yi raised his hand, but ultimately did not strike.

“No,” he put his hand down, “I can’t drag an ordinary person into this again. She’s not my toy. I can’t keep using my identity as a cultivator to make her fall in love with me and then have Jiuding correct her.”

Wang Yi was prepared to be laughed at by Elsa, but after waiting a few seconds and not seeing it, he couldn't help but look down at the big white cat.

The big white cat looked at Wang Yi with approval: "Not bad, young man. To use a phrase from my favorite work, you possess the 'Golden Spirit'!"

Wang Yi had also seen the work and said with a wry smile, "What kind of golden spirit is this? I almost took advantage of someone in their vulnerable state. I was enjoying the thrill of manipulating them before, but now I've just suddenly had a change of heart..."

"NONONO!" The white cat stretched out a paw and waved it back and forth. "Those who are perfectly upright from the start are living saints, floating in the sky with their feet never touching the ground, so they naturally don't count as the golden spirit. Your kind of struggle between deviance and self-discipline, but ultimately overcoming desire and that inferior self, that's what the golden spirit is!"

Elsa was very excited and started talking non-stop.

Wang Yi's attention, however, was focused on his own cheat logo.

The logo changed from its original color to a pale gold, almost whitish.

So, this thing will change as my Dao heart changes?
Elsa suddenly exclaimed, "Holy crap! You're channeling your inner energy!"

Huh?
Wang Yi was greatly alarmed and quickly used his Qi-gazing ability to examine himself.

Sure enough, double images appeared on his body, meaning that the external energy cultivation and his own energy cultivation appeared simultaneously, with two streams of energy operating at different levels working together.

So, is what I lack the Dao heart?
At that very moment, Wang Chengyan opened the door and came out. As soon as he saw Wang Yi, he smiled broadly and said, "Ah, you're back! Would you like to come in and have some tea?"

She was wearing pajamas, and clearly nothing underneath, and for some reason, her body underwent a slight change the moment she saw Wang Yi.

These subtle changes captivated Wang Yi's attention.

The battery logo on Wang Yi's wrist quickly lost its gold color.

Damn demon, you've disturbed my Dao heart! Time to start catching the demon!
Wang Yi pushed Wang Chengyan into the house: "No need!"

He then closed the door shut with a click, separating the two of them.

"good night!"

After saying that, Wang Yi scrambled away, completely ignoring Wang Chengyan who came out again to try and stop him.

Elsa burst out laughing and fell to the ground again.

(End of this chapter)