I will be stronger after the remake

"The Public Security Section is responsible for psychic events in the real world. Given our country's control over the Illusion-Breaking Stone, there are only a few such events a year. It's so quiet it's almost boring. The Armed Forces Section is responsible for the Illusion Realm. They often have to fight against gods, demons, and monsters. Although it's dangerous, it's easy to improve one's strength. And since most awakened psychics are young people, they naturally tend to prefer the latter."

Tang Ping suddenly realized why the director had come to recruit new employees in person; on the way, he had thought he was exceptionally talented and had been given special attention.

"Don't worry, Director. I can't say for sure about other things, but I happen to be the kind of person who doesn't like to make trouble."

Hu Ze said thoughtfully, "That makes sense. You're even willing to work in an archive, a retirement home."

Tang Ping smiled and was about to chime in when he suddenly felt a pulling force descend upon him. This force was strangely indescribable; it didn't pull him in any direction, but rather pulled him from one layer to another, and it disappeared in just a moment.

When he came to his senses, he found that the room he was in had changed drastically. The walls were cracked and covered with moss, and the desk and cabinets were full of the marks of time, as if decades had passed in an instant.

Hu Ze's expression changed drastically: "Someone forcibly dragged us into the Illusionary Realm!"

Tang Ping looked as helpless as a tourist who had just been shot in the street during his first trip to the United States. She shrank back and asked, "What should we do?"

Just as Hu Ze was about to answer, a sudden explosion rang out, blowing away most of the hall in front of them. Bricks and tiles flew everywhere, startling the two of them who quickly hid under the table.

Tang Ping asked with a strange expression, "Director, aren't you a psychic?"

Hu Ze said awkwardly, "My spirit type isn't combat-oriented."

Suddenly, a man's furious, violent shout came from the entrance of the building:

"You tigress, pay for my son's life!"

Suddenly, a cold wind arose, the temperature dropped several degrees out of nowhere, and the sounds of ghosts wailing and howling echoed all around. Countless hideous and terrifying ghosts rushed in and swirled in the air, forming a black cloud with a diameter of more than fifty meters.

Within the dark clouds, ghostly creatures tore at and devoured each other, their auras growing increasingly chaotic, as if they were using this method of raising venomous insects to transform into a powerful monster.

Even Tang Ping, who had not yet awakened her psychic abilities, felt the terror within and her scalp tingled. She hurriedly asked, "Director, is there any way to escape?"

"Escape? No need to escape," Hu Ze had calmed down from his previous panic and waved his hand. "Don't worry, Yuan Ji is very strong."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a halberd-shaped beam of light shot up from the ground, cleaving the dark clouds in two. Most of the gathered ghosts were instantly annihilated, and the remaining ones scattered with mournful cries.

Bang!

A figure crashed through the ceiling in an "n" shape and flew out, seemingly kicked in the abdomen. Another figure followed closely behind, rushing out from the opening and arriving above, swinging a long weapon and smashing it down, slamming the former to the ground.

Yuan Ji, clad in armor, looked down at them with a cold gaze and said, "Black Impermanence, you still haven't improved at all."

Chapter Five: Promotion in Battle

Tang Ping, who was hiding under the table, peeked up and saw that Yuan Ji had changed into a tight-fitting armor at some point, holding a Green Dragon Halberd in one hand, and his tied ponytail was fluttering in the wind. He looked very dashing.

The man who had been knocked to the ground brushed the rubble off his body and stood up. His waist was curved in a way that defied human anatomy, but he grabbed his waist with both hands and twisted it back with a "click," as if he were manipulating a toy rather than his own body.

Then, the man looked up at Yuan Ji with a serious expression and said, "You're still so troublesome, even though you're only a second-tier cultivator."

Yuan Ji scoffed, "You're only a second-tier cultivator yourself."

"That's different! My spirit is that of Fan Wujiu, the Black Impermanence, which is incomparable to a lackey like you."

As he spoke, a malevolent spirit appeared behind the man. It had a blue face and fangs, wore a black hat and black clothes, had a ferocious and menacing expression, glared angrily, had dark blue skin, and was short and stocky. The words "Peace Under Heaven" were written on its official hat.

"Doesn't this further demonstrate how incompetent you are as a psionicist?"

Yuan Ji, too lazy to waste words, swooped down, his halberd transforming into a sharp glint as he swept it across the ground.

With a clang, the man summoned a chain to block the halberd blade, but it was thrown outwards by the force of the impact. He stretched out his hand and grasped Yuan Ji, who was chasing after him.

In an instant, dozens of chains emerged from the void surrounding Yuan Ji and wrapped around her. These chains were rusty and covered with wisps of eerie fire, sealing off all space for escape.

Yuan Ji remained unfazed. With a flick of his wrist, he swiftly wielded his halberd, breaking all the chains with lightning speed, creating an impenetrable defense around himself.

Seeing this, the man was not surprised and sneered, "You are indeed very strong, but are your colleagues just as strong as you?"

Yuan Ji suddenly sensed something and tried to stop them, but two chains suddenly emerged from the bottom and wrapped around her ankles, making it difficult for her to break free. She could only turn around and warn, "Be careful, a ghost is coming towards you!"

Tang Ping couldn't see any ghosts at all and was at a loss for what to do.

Hu Ze made a quick decision and said, "Run! Run as far as you can. I can barely hold off the enemy, but I can't protect you."

Tang Ping craned his neck and glanced outside. All he could see were houses covered in plants, overgrown with weeds, a scene of utter desolation. He thought that if he were to run out like this, the risks would be unpredictable. Not to mention encountering demons and monsters, even encountering ordinary wild animals would put his life in danger.

In this critical moment, his brain worked with unprecedented efficiency, and he suddenly thought of a solution. He then asked Hu Ze, "What would happen if we chose an unsuitable spirit type? Would we explode or suffer a qi deviation?"

"No, but it will affect future development."

Without hesitation, Hu Ze answered the question and stepped forward, using his spiritual power to draw a line across his eyes. He saw eight ghost soldiers charging towards him, and his expression tightened.

He took a deep breath, preparing to fight with all his might, when suddenly a hand was stretched out in front of him, accompanied by Tang Ping's urging: "Give it to me."

"What are you bringing?"

"The seed of Dao from just now."

Hu Ze's thoughts raced, and he instantly understood the other party's intention. At this moment, the ghost soldier had already rushed in front of him, and he hurriedly cast the Golden Light Spell: "Heaven and Earth Profound Ancestor, the Root of All Qi, Golden Light Appears Quickly, Protect My Body!"

With a flash of light, Hu Ze and Tang Ping were enveloped in a golden light shield. The ghost soldiers, unable to brake in time, collided head-on and were thrown away, but the golden light shield also swayed a few times and dimmed a bit.

Hu Ze slowly exhaled and turned to Tang Ping, saying, "Didn't you hear what I just said? Using a spirit rank that is not suitable for you will make your cultivation twice as difficult and half as effective, which will seriously hinder your future achievements. Moreover, once a spirit rank is promoted, it cannot be changed, and there will be no way to regret it."

"Only by surviving can we have a future. If we die today, we won't even have a chance to regret it," Tang Ping said firmly.

"Have you figured it out?"

"I don't have time to think things through now. Let my future self regret it."

Hu Ze wasn't one to fuss over things, especially since the ghost soldiers had surrounded him again, each wielding water and fire sticks and mourning clubs, smashing him relentlessly until the golden light shield trembled and was on the verge of shattering. He reached into his robes, took out the box, and handed it to Tang Ping.

Tang Ping opened the lid, and without the slightest hesitation, picked up the Dao Seed and swallowed it.

Suddenly, a strange feeling surged into my heart, and my mind became dazed, as if my soul had merged with something. My brain was forcibly filled with a bunch of knowledge, and my body reacted by growing a lot of yellow hair all over my body, growing a pair of beast ears on my head, and my ten fingers becoming slender and sharp, with my nails also lengthening and hardening.

Less than half a minute later, Tang Ping regained consciousness and realized that she had successfully advanced to the Spirit Realm. As soon as she thought about it, a series of information appeared in her mind.

[Person: Tang Ping]

[Lingge: Fox Spirit]

[Psionic Abilities: Bewitching Demonic Path, Borrowing Power from a Fox, Three-Eyed Radiant Spirit]

[The seductive fox spirit said: Your every word and action has the effect of bewitching others.]

[Borrowing the Tiger's Power: With the permission of a companion, you can acquire some of their abilities that are superior to yours.]

【Three-Eyed Spirit: Lord Ma's third eye, capable of seeing through the truth and falsehood of things, and discerning the sincerity of others' hearts】

Tang Ping couldn't help but smile wryly. She had actually become a fox spirit. Although she already knew that caterpillars were inevitably related to animals, being a fox spirit was just too much...

Wait!

What the hell is this "Three-Eyed Spirit"?

The fox spirit and the horse king are clearly unrelated, so how did I suddenly gain a spiritual power?

Can spiritual advancement also result in mutations?

Tang Ping instinctively wanted to ask someone, but then realized that now was not a good time. He looked up and saw Hu Ze casting a spell to reinforce the golden light shield, struggling to resist the attack of the ghost soldiers.

Have you been promoted?

Hearing the commotion behind him, Hu Ze didn't dare turn around, but instead shouted a question.

"You've been promoted."

"What kind of spiritual level?"

Tang Ping said with a hint of bitterness, "A vixen."

"Great!"

Upon hearing this, Hu Ze's face lit up with joy, and he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Yuan Ji, come here quickly! Tang Ping has been promoted to a vixen!"

Unlike Tang Ping, who was unfamiliar with Ling Ge and had not yet figured out the situation, the two who were still engaged in fierce fighting suddenly changed their expressions.

"Don't even think about it!"

The man took the initiative, first summoning more chains from the void to restrict Yuan Ji's movements, then taking out a bundle of homemade bombs, lighting the fuses, and throwing them over.

boom!

A loud explosion followed by the clanging of chains, but amidst the billowing smoke, only a tattered tiger skin drifted in the wind; no one was to be seen.

Yuan Ji had somehow moved to Tang Ping's side and stretched out his hand, saying, "Use your psionic energy on me quickly!"

Tang Ping was taken aback for a moment, then realized what was happening. Instead of foolishly asking "which psionic power to use," she decisively grabbed the other person's hand and used the psionic power "borrowing the tiger's might."

The next moment, a huge surge of energy rushed into her body. Tang Ping felt as if she were being inflated like a balloon, and her strength, speed, reaction, and spiritual power all increased rapidly.

In that instant, he had the illusion that he was omnipotent.

Chapter Six: Tiger Vanguard

Yuan Ji sensed a change in Tang Ping's aura, and with a "I'll leave the ghosts to you," he charged back at the man, brandishing his halberd, and the battle resumed.

Tang Ping moved his fists and feet a few times to get used to it, then looked up at the eight ghost soldiers with eager eyes—after advancing, he would be able to see the appearance of ghosts clearly.

"Do you need weapons?" Hu Ze asked nervously.

"No need, my intuition tells me I can win even empty-handed."

With a powerful push of his feet, Tang Ping launched himself forward as if propelled by springs. He gathered his spiritual energy in his palm and cleaved the ghost soldier in two with a forceful chop, as if splitting wood with a sharp axe. The ghost soldier was instantly annihilated.

Seeing this, the other seven ghost soldiers showed no fear and attacked him with water and fire sticks and mourning sticks.

Tang Ping had never had any experience fighting anyone in his past life. Even when he argued and fought, it only went as far as pushing and shoving. He couldn't help but panic a little at this moment. But before he could figure out how to deal with it, his intuition reminded him that someone was going to attack his left shoulder. He immediately dodged to the side and just barely passed by a water and fire stick.

There was no extra time for Tang Ping to think things through. His intuition kept warning him which parts of his body were about to be attacked, and he honestly chose to believe it, dodging and weaving to avoid all the attacks.

Before her promotion, even if Tang Ping knew the enemy's attack route in advance, she would not be able to avoid it perfectly. However, after being promoted to "fox spirit", not only did her reaction speed increase significantly, but she could also perform complex movements comparable to an acrobat.

For a moment, he had the illusion that he was playing a QTE game. As long as he could press the corresponding button in time, he could win without taking any damage, which greatly boosted his confidence!

After twisting his back and leaning back in a way that challenges the limits of human joints to avoid the enemy's club, Tang Ping swiftly chopped the head of the ghost soldier behind him with a chop, and at the same time kicked the ghost soldier in front of him away.

One after another, clean and efficient!

It wasn't that he had learned any fighting techniques; it was simply his intuition that told him where to attack.

The remaining five ghost soldiers paused briefly, then suddenly overlapped their water and fire sticks and mourning sticks, forming a net that covered them from above, leaving no blind spots.

Having anticipated this, Tang Ping rolled on the ground, rubbing his body, and escaped the attack range with a clumsy roll. Without getting up, he lunged forward and punched the ghost soldier he had kicked away earlier, smashing him to pieces.

"hu~hu~"

Tang Ping breathed heavily, his body covered in dust, but his face was full of excitement. He felt like a knight-errant in a martial arts novel, fighting his opponents amidst the flashing swords. Even though there were still five enemies left, he was not afraid at all and was confident that he could kill them all.

However, Hu Ze did not intend to let Tang Ping perform a solo act. Although his spirit was not good at fighting, he was not without combat ability. He was just not good at close combat and needed someone to attract the enemy's attention on the front line.

"All gods pay homage, and thunder is at their command. Demons and monsters tremble in fear, and spirits vanish in terror!"

It was still the Golden Light Spell, but the effect was completely different from before. A dazzling light flew out from Hu Ze's palm, turning into lightning and shooting towards the ghost soldiers. After hitting one of them, it quickly jumped and darted among the group, instantly causing the souls of three ghost soldiers to be scattered. The remaining two were also on the verge of death, their size reduced by half.

Tang Ping paused for a moment, then turned to look at Hu Ze, wondering to herself, could it be that the other party's spiritual level is "Taoist"?

As I was pondering this, a piece of information flooded my mind:

[Person: Hu Ze]

[Lingge: The Lobbyist]

[Psionic: Keep your word, rumors spread like wildfire, and never kill an envoy.]

[Keep your word: Unless there is solid evidence to refute your statements, others will generally trust you to a certain extent.]

[Three men can make a tiger: Your spread of rumors can easily become a hot topic, and after being disseminated multiple times, it will form a logically consistent chain of evidence.]

[Do not kill messengers: Significantly reduces others' hostility towards you; unless there is deep-seated hatred, enemies will not kill you.]

Tang Ping was startled, and then realized that this was likely the effect of the mutated spiritual energy "Three-Eyed Spiritual Radiance".

So he turned his head to look in the other direction, wanting to use this to confirm the enemy's spiritual abilities.

However, after hearing that Tang Ping had been promoted to "fox spirit," the man became distracted by the battle. Seeing that almost all of his summoned ghost soldiers had been wiped out, he lost all interest in continuing the fight. He immediately summoned two more ghost soldiers and ordered them to entangle Yuan Ji, while he decisively turned and ran away.

"Don't even try to escape!"

Yuan Ji roared, wielding his halberd to break free of the entangled chains. He glared angrily at the two ghost soldiers who were about to approach, and an invisible spiritual pressure struck them, rendering them unable to move. He seized the opportunity to slip past them and easily swung his halberd to kill them.

She rushed out, but could not catch up with the man. His steps were like a ghost, completely unaffected by the terrain. Seeing the distance between them widening, she immediately raised her halberd with one arm and threw it with the force of a javelin.