Cultivation Kill

Unable to return to her original house, Shen Zige randomly found an empty room.

He used his divine sense to unlock the door and quickly stepped inside.

Inside the room was a wooden bed and a padded chair with a backrest. In the corner sat a moldy toilet, from which a foul odor emanated.

Shen Zige used mind control to lift the toilet and throw it outside from a distance, then used the Five Elements Flowing Water Technique to rinse it, making the whole room much cleaner.

Meditation and cultivation.

To his surprise, he discovered that after circulating his spiritual energy through the microcosmic orbit, his cultivation level could improve slightly.

Could it be because the control of thought was perfected? Previously, the control of divine thought was not perfect, so the body was not perfect either?

There's no need for such slow cultivation; it's like continuing to inflate a balloon that's almost full until it reaches the critical point of exploding.

The difficulty is several times higher than when you first started training.

Shen Zige wasn't worried about his body exploding; he wasn't a balloon, he was much stronger than a balloon.

The time came two days later.

Shen Zige stood up. The experiment had been going on for two days and should be taking shape.

If nothing can be observed after two days, then there's no need to continue the experiment.

Since you took a long time to complete the experiment, the other party could easily have someone else input their divine sense into the seal. After all, there are many people in the sect, or they could simply change the frequency of their divine sense input, just like a person temporarily changing their breathing rhythm, which is not difficult at all.

Shen Zige gently opened the experimental room and immediately saw a layered pattern on the surface of the spirit stone powder on the ground, forming a symmetrical pattern with the stub as the center.

"It seems that the frequency of the divine thoughts emitted from outside the body is very regular."

Shen Zige memorized the shape of the pattern and deduced the fluctuation pattern of the seal's divine sense in her mind: the cycle time was 1.7 seconds, the wavelength of the first segment of divine sense was derived from the pattern's proportions to be 0.1594 seconds, the intensity of the divine sense was 87.52% of the standard early Foundation Establishment stage, then it shook once, and the shaking time was...

It took Shen Zige about half an hour to calculate all the changes in the divine thought waveforms at this seven-second cycle frequency, accurate to four decimal places.

Now he scraped the spirit stone powder off the ground again and, based on his calculations, began to imitate it—

Controlling the intensity of his divine sense, he swept a strand of his divine sense across the spirit stone powder on the ground, forming a new pattern that was roughly similar to the previous one.

“No, some details weren’t done well.” Shen Zige smoothed out the spirit stone powder again. “It’s probably because my sense of time isn’t strong enough to be accurate to four decimal places. Let’s change it to the thousandths place and continue the experiment.”

Another divine thought swept across.

"It's still a little short. There was a change or fluctuation within 0.752 seconds, and I couldn't control it with my divine sense."

Shen Zige tried for two hours, but felt a splitting headache and had to stop to rest and cultivate to recover her energy.

As dusk fell, Shen Zige stood up again.

His divine sense swept over the smooth spirit stone powder once more.

A beautiful symmetrical pattern appears.

"success!"

Suppressing her joy, Shen Zige, while she still had the energy, first inputted her divine sense into the seal.

"Finish!"

Shen Zige excitedly compared the seal with the seal on the stub, but he couldn't feel any difference at all.

He thought that even if there was a difference, it would only be one in ten thousand. He believed that it was only possible to see this at least at the Core Formation stage. He thought that there was no such existence in the Bamboo Kingdom. He knew that the highest level in the Bamboo Kingdom was the head of the Star Realm Company in the No. 1 Imperial City, who was in the late Core Formation stage.

After countless failures, we finally reaped the rewards of success!

Holding the seal in her hand, Shen Zige pushed open the door and headed to the room where Shi Yuan was.

"Squeak-"

Shen Zige saw Shi Yuan sitting in a chair, playing a single-player fighting game on a small handheld game console.

"Where did you get this game console?" Shen Zige asked.

"I bought it in a remote arena for only five taels of silver," Shi Yuan explained. "It's solar-powered, so it doesn't need charging and can only be played for ten minutes a day."

"I'm tired from work, so I'm taking a break to relax," Shi Yuan said. "Are you done with your seal?"

He observed Shen Zige's expression and guessed why she had come in.

"Okay, let's check it out."

Shen Zige tossed the surcharge note, wrapped with the seal, to Shi Yuan.

Shi Yuan hurriedly caught it, not caring that the game console had fallen from his hand.

Shen Zige used his divine sense to capture the handheld game console and threw it into his storage ring.

"The game console sells for 10,000 spirit stones."

Shi Yuan looked down to examine the seal and compared it with the stub. "They're exactly the same. Even I can't find the difference. The idiots at Wuding Business Alliance would never be able to spot it."

"You're selling a game console for the price of an airplane," Shen Zige said. "I'll owe you that for now, and even ten thousand years from now... I might not be able to pay it back."

He understood that one shouldn't make definitive statements, just like when he saw people online asking for coin-based voting, everyone would say "I'll definitely do it next time."

Shi Yuan compared the positions of the stamps on the supplementary tickets, took out a stack of supplementary tickets, and stamped them one by one.

"How many tickets did you make?" Shen Zige asked.

"Fifty sheets."

Shi Yuan answered questions while working, his hands steady and terrifying, like a top doctor stitching up surgical sutures.

"I estimate that only 52 of the Wuding Business Alliance's branches in various cities can afford 50,000 spirit stones," Shi Yuan explained, adding that they would always be allowed to reserve two stores for them.

The two continued chatting, and soon Shi Yuan stamped all the stubs.

"Do you know a man who wears floral shirts and sometimes goes by the pseudonym Long Aotian?" Shen Zige suddenly asked.

"Wu Xin, you ran into him?" Shi Yuan asked solemnly. "He used to run a technology company. After my brother and I's company rose to prominence, his company was poorly managed, lost customers, and went bankrupt. That's why he hates my brother and me to the core."

"I suspect that the murder of your sister-in-law that year was most likely orchestrated by him. I spent a lot of money trying to track him down, but I could never find him. I never imagined that he had traveled to this world a few years before us!"

"No wonder he knows my name and hates me so much."

Shen Zige thought to herself, Wu Xin is the founder of a commercial technology company and can be considered an outstanding person, so why is he so stubborn?

What I fear most are bad people who are intelligent and ruthless.

To be honest, Shen Zige doesn't like opponents who are too strong. He's not mentally ill; who would like to provoke a powerful enemy? Life isn't a challenge game where the stronger the monster, the better.

Unfortunately, in life, many things cannot be avoided simply because you don't want to!

"Just be careful. Wu Xin's intelligence is about the same as mine," Shi Yuan said. "However, this world is all about strength. He entered a few years earlier than us, and if he's lucky, he might have already reached the Foundation Establishment stage. Be careful."

Shi Yuan warned him twice, so it seems Wu Xin is indeed dangerous.

The two tidied up the house, disguised themselves as they had a few days earlier, and prepared to leave.

The man with disheveled hair appeared in front of Shen Zige and the others.

"I guess you're leaving. Take me with you."

"Aren't you receiving treatment here?" Shi Yuan said.

“No, I’m not crazy, I’m just pretending,” the man with the disheveled hair said. “I am a Holy Spirit, and they’ve locked me up here so that the clan chief can possess me.”

Shen Zige took out the guiding sword and used the sword control technique to float in the air.

"Going out the front door will attract attention, so hold on tight." Shen Zige stood firmly on the sword, a force pulling him and the sword together.

With one hand on each side and one person in each hand, Shen Zige, carrying Shi Yuan and the man with disheveled hair, soared into the air and flew out of the hysteria hospital!