Chapter 117 I'll Take You on a Live Broadcast of the Establishment of Diplomatic Relations Between the Two Worlds of Immortal Cultivation... (From Live Broadcast to Transmigration)

The fact that modern people can also use spiritual power is a crucial piece of intelligence for the expert team.

The news was reported to higher authorities immediately, who also attached great importance to it. They not only sent more experts to participate in the project, but also stationed more troops there.

They decided to use these people to unlock the second gift package in the live stream and see what else Heaven would reveal to humanity next.

As a result, during Si Qi's spell learning, the number of viewers in the live stream quickly exceeded five thousand, unlocking a new gift pack.

"Let me see..." Si Qi closed his eyes, pretending to receive information, and spoiled the events of the future: "The modern world... will also possess spiritual power?"

The experts behind the screen were stunned.

The soldiers, who had just entered the live stream, listened to alien language for a long time, and watched fantasy movies for ages, were also stunned.

Before they could even be surprised at how the boy on the screen suddenly spoke Mandarin, they were overwhelmed by the information presented.

So... they'll be able to cultivate in the future?!

The expert team couldn't help but slap their thighs: "We definitely unlocked the right gift pack!" The sooner you know about these things, the better.

"The two worlds are about to merge, and it makes perfect sense that our world will experience spiritual energy from that world."

"So if we hurry up and do good deeds that benefit the country and its people, we can absorb the spiritual power bestowed by Heaven?"

"Doesn't this mean that ordinary people can also possess cultivation? Then the security situation is going to be a real headache..."

"We must ensure that the training level of the People's Armed Police Force is consistently higher than that of the general public."

The expert group was having a lively discussion in the meeting room, and the sound came through the microphone of the expert who was talking to Si Qi, and Si Qi heard it.

At the same time, Chu Feng was taken aback by Si Qi's sudden use of his hometown dialect and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

Si Qi withdrew the spell he was using, looked at the ice that had spread throughout the courtyard beneath his feet and replied, "I was just thinking about something—the number of cultivators on the Tianxuan Continent is ultimately a minority; most are mortals."

Chu Feng nodded.

"So mortals rely on daily farming and other activities to gradually gain spiritual power? Is there any other way?"

The expert panel instantly focused their attention, their eyes glued to the screen.

Chu Feng: "Spirit stones can be used, but this method is extremely extravagant, and even cultivators don't often do it."

Si Qi nodded.

"Then there's meditation and cultivation; we have specific techniques for it."

The expert team excitedly slammed their fists on the table: "Yes! That's it!"

Chu Feng: "However, ordinary mortals have to work hard during the day and need enough sleep at night, so they don't have time to meditate. Therefore, this method is not popular."

Si Qi: "So, if we don't have to worry about food and drink, is it feasible to quickly improve our cultivation by meditating during the day and sleeping at night?"

Chu Feng chuckled, "Of course it's feasible, but this method is too slow. Besides, who has the spare energy to do nothing all day but cultivate?"

Si Qi thought to himself, just because the people of Tianxuan Continent can't do it doesn't mean the modern world can't.

If meditation could replace daily physical training and be more effective, many military units would be happy to do so.

Si Qi: "Can I see your cultivation techniques?"

Chu Feng: "Of course."

However, given Si Qi's abilities, the spiritual power he could gain from meditating for ten years might not even be as much as he could gain from casually picking up a weapon, so why bother?

Chu Feng didn't quite understand, but he was still very careful in teaching, breaking down and explaining each sentence of the technique to Si Qi.

Every word he said to Si Qi was simultaneously transmitted to the ears of thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room.

Apart from the newcomers who couldn't understand a single word from the other world, everyone else listened with extreme concentration, not even daring to take a sip of water to catch their breath.

Chu Feng continued teaching until midnight before stopping.

Only after Si Qi and the expert group confirmed that there were no more questions did they stop his endless questioning.

"This young man has really worked hard," the experts said contentedly, holding the documents filled with information. "He has a really good temper."

Throughout the afternoon, Chu Feng explained things in great detail, and no matter how many questions Si Qi asked, he showed no impatience whatsoever.

Often, as they asked more and more questions, they would feel embarrassed themselves, and Chu Feng would ask again, "Did I explain it clearly? Is there anything I didn't make clear?"

Their attitude was truly impeccable.

“I think Xiao Qi learned it on the first listen. It’s impressive that he pretended not to understand and asked us questions word by word.”

"Xiao Qi, please thank them for us."

They expressed their gratitude to Chu Feng, and Si Qi relayed this to Chu Feng. However, Chu Feng was not very happy to hear it, and his face was full of rejection.

“We don’t need to say these things between us,” Chu Feng said.

Si Qi was willing to ask him questions and gaze at him with such focused attention for such a long time, which made him feel happy and relieved.

He was afraid that Si Qi would think he was tired and would ask someone else instead of him next time.

Then he's the one who really needs to be anxious.

Si Qi smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll come back to ask you for advice next time I have a question."

Chu Feng was relieved: "I'd be extremely happy to."

Thus, Si Qi and Chu Feng, after a "hard" day, could finally rest. The expert team and the rest of the troops began working overtime, taking advantage of Si Qi's sleep to learn the otherworldly language and master cultivation techniques.

Not only them practiced it, but some leaders who knew the inside story were also trying to master this technique.

After all, given their status and position, and the fact that they have been in charge of the daily lives of so many people for a long time, their cultivation level would definitely improve the fastest.

...

The next morning, Si Qi had already gotten used to waking up to find several panda-eyed experts in the same condition.

They gave Si Qi a general overview of the progress on the other side and shared a lot of good news. Si Qi listened quietly, and could feel the care from the people on the other side in many small details—they always talked about what they had done and what they could provide for Si Qi, but never about what they needed Si Qi to do.

If Si Qi were truly a teenager like the original owner, he would definitely have found great emotional support in this foreign land.

Not only that, but the students who had been waiting in the live stream for several days were also given some time to chat with Si Qi.

Everyone wanted to give Si Qi some time to relax and breathe, as they didn't want her workload to be too heavy. Chatting with familiar friends of the same age could help relieve her mental stress.

The squad leader and others connected to the microphone one after another, excitedly saying, "Yesterday was the weekend, and we watched the entire live stream. We almost grasped the trajectory of the technique in one night, and we're meditating now!"

"Haha, I sat cross-legged all night, my legs are a little numb and my back is so sore."

"However, I vaguely sensed a bit of spiritual energy, but I don't know if it's just my imagination."

"Hehe, I've heard that spiritual energy can strengthen the body and refresh the mind. From now on, I'll study from day to night with my textbooks, and see who can outdo me."

"Why bother with this? I think flying and teleporting are more interesting."

"Dozens of top scholars appear every year, but only one immortal appears every few thousand years."

"Let's see who can fly first!"

"It's amazing. Before the college entrance exam, everyone else was discussing where they could study based on their estimated scores and where to go after the exam, but we were discussing who would be able to cultivate and fly into the sky first!"

"After all, I know I can get into Tsinghua University, but I can't guarantee I'll fly to the sky." The class monitor pushed up his glasses with feigned modesty.

"...People who are guaranteed to get into Tsinghua University, would they die if they didn't show off!"

"Haha, the class monitor is so good at complaining."

"Xiao Qi could have gone to Tsinghua University with you, what a pity."

"No rush, I believe Xiao Qi will come back sooner or later, and then we can continue to be alumni," the class monitor said with a smile.

"Yes, I heard from my teacher that in special circumstances, one can apply for a leave of absence, and the experts and seniors should be able to help take care of it."

The experts listening silently nodded in agreement, and everyone felt relieved. They continued to nag Si Qi, "Take good care of yourself over there. Although you can already use immortal techniques and seem very powerful, you still need to be careful in everything you do."

"If you encounter any problems, remember to contact the city lord and that cultivator Chu. Otherwise, contact the seniors or us immediately. Never keep it to yourself."

"We've already discussed it and will come to your live stream whenever we have time. We've even made a schedule so that we can know in time if anything happens to you."

"If you want to talk to us, just ask. We're always here for you. Don't feel lonely in the other world; we'll always be with you."

Si Qi had helped them a lot in the past, always patiently explaining problems to them, listening to their troubles, and sincerely helping everyone. Now it was finally their turn to repay Si Qi. They really hoped to do their part for Si Qi, not wanting him to be all alone in a foreign land.

Even though they knew in their hearts that they were separated by a great distance in time and space and could not do much for Si Qi, could they at least say a few words to make Si Qi feel a little better?

That's how everyone was in the original timeline. Even though Si Qi had been missing for so long and they hadn't had any contact for years, they still kept Si Qi in their hearts, wanting to find Si Qi's whereabouts or seek justice for Si Qi, who might have been murdered.

Now that they have witnessed Si Qi stranded alone in another world, they certainly cannot leave him alone. Even just turning on the computer to take a look and put their minds at ease would be good.

Si Qi felt a warmth in his heart and said with a smile, "Okay, I will. You all take good care of yourselves over there and do your best in your exams."

The original owner was truly lucky to have met these friends. Even for their sake, he had to make the merging of the two worlds smoother and more stable.

For the next period of time, Si Qi stayed in the city lord's mansion, learning about the cultivation world from Chu Feng and mastering various kinds of magic.

The city lord acted swiftly, completing a round trip in less than half a month. He not only brought back numerous spirit stones and treasures that the royal city had rewarded Si Qi with, instantly making Si Qi wealthy, but also a group of powerful cultivators who wanted to visit Si Qi and exchange ideas on gun-making.

A group of elegantly dressed, otherworldly cultivators stood on an open meadow in the suburbs, each holding a different type of firearm and firing at targets. The scene was quite bizarre at first glance, giving off a punk-style cultivation vibe.

But none of the cultivators present found it strange. On the contrary, they held the weapon with its hot muzzle with great affection and praised Si Qi, who had brought this novel thing, repeatedly.

Si Qi not only told them how to make pistols, but also explained the manufacturing principles of a series of powerful firearms, including machine guns, sniper rifles, bombs, rockets, and cannons. Each weapon was more lethal than the last; even a Nascent Soul cultivator caught off guard would be severely injured if caught off guard.

“We also have thermal weapons called atomic bombs and nuclear bombs. One of them can easily destroy an entire city-state, and the resulting radiation pollution can render the land barren for thousands of years, making it impossible for living people to set foot there easily,” Si Qi said. “However, those weapons are not easy to make, and if the raw materials are accidentally leaked during operation, it could affect an entire area, so they are not used lightly.”

The cultivators were horrified, finding it hard to imagine how terrifying a magical artifact of that level would be. However, considering Si Qi's background, they accepted the fact.

Because the treasures Si Qi brought were so powerful and easily usable even by mortals, they quickly believed in Si Qi's origins as an immortal from the upper realm—after all, no place on the Tianxuan Continent could raise someone as extraordinary as Si Qi. They easily included Si Qi among their own, hoping that he was an immortal who had descended from the upper realm specifically to save the world, allowing them to glimpse the dawn of victory over the demonic cultivators.

As for the suspicion that Si Qi was a spy sent by the demonic cultivators, they never even considered such a possibility. Such a powerful weapon was something even demonic cultivators couldn't create, and even if they could, they would never tell righteous cultivators about it; that would be tantamount to courting death and actively exposing their weakness to the enemy.

Therefore, with the full assistance of these cultivators, Si Qi successively produced blueprints for various firearms and had the cultivators forge them.

Almost the instant the finished product appeared in this world, Si Qi's cultivation level surged rapidly, leaping directly from the Golden Core stage to the Nascent Soul stage in just half an incense stick's time.

Such a rapid advancement in strength is simply unprecedented.

The cultivators exclaimed that their eyes had been opened, unable to believe that just a few dozen days ago, Si Qi was merely a mortal who had not yet entered the Dao.

After Si Qi's cultivation level increased dramatically, his previously faint connection to the modern world finally became clear. He could clearly feel the existence of the space-time channel, instead of a vague and intangible intuition.

He took a deep breath, stretched his meridians which were slightly strained from the surge of spiritual energy, and with a flick of his wrist, brought over the grain seeds that had been piling up in his modern home for a long time.

When he was only at the Golden Core stage, he could only send some snacks and pills at most; anything more would be too much for him.

But things are different now.

He brought over a bag of plump rice seeds, weighing about ten pounds.

Everyone looked on with curiosity, wondering what Si Qi was doing taking a package out of his storage bag.

Their gazes froze as they looked through the transparent plastic bag and saw the contents inside. They stared intently at the crops inside, as if they were looking at a top-grade spirit stone mine.

"This, this is...?"

One of the monks lowered his voice unconsciously, as if afraid of disturbing this dreamlike scene.

These are all cultivators who have been helping the common people farm for more than a decade. How could they not recognize the enormous difference between ordinary grains and the grains in front of them?

Si Qi: "It's a type of grain from our area."

really.

The cultivators couldn't help but hold their breath. After obtaining Si Qi's permission, they carefully opened the transparent plastic bag and grabbed a small handful of seeds in their palms.

With plump grains and intact husks, one can imagine how excellent the crops will be after they are planted.

They wanted to continue asking questions, but Si Qi had already been overwhelmed by the Heavenly Dao's relentless suffocation of spiritual energy once again because he had brought high-yield seeds that could fundamentally change people's lives. He was nearly fainting.

No, really no, that's too much enthusiasm... Si Qi thought, feeling dizzy.

Forced to the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm in one go, Si Qi hurriedly stabilized his realm. He was speechless for a long time, only managing to give Chu Feng a look before busying himself with stabilizing his cultivation.

Upon receiving the signal, Chu Feng, under the eager gaze of the cultivators, slowly revealed the yield per acre that Si Qi had previously disclosed, as well as many hybrid seedling cultivation techniques, causing a stir among the cultivators. Their attitude towards the things in front of them became increasingly solemn.

The feedback that Heaven had given to Si Qi just now fully demonstrated the preciousness of the grain seeds before them. They did not doubt the truth of what Chu Feng had said. They simply held the rice seeds and couldn't help but express their gratitude. When they were moved, they even stood there and shed tears. A group of people covered their faces with their sleeves and wept uncontrollably.

The experts behind the screen sighed and murmured that the otherworldly cultivators truly cared about the people.

Only after Si Qi had digested the spiritual energy within his body and regained the strength to speak did everyone stop their tearful emotions with embarrassment and repeatedly bow to Si Qi.

Si Qi considerately avoided mentioning the earlier incident where everyone was crying, and changed the subject, saying, "We can plant this batch of grain first and see how it goes. If the results are good, I can bring more seeds over."

A cultivator's spiritual power can not only turn the soil, sow seeds, and bring rain, but also accelerate the ripening of crops.

The cultivators of the Tianxuan Continent have basically developed their skills in this area to the maximum level, and Si Qi has no doubt that they have such abilities.

Sure enough, everyone nodded in unison, indicating that there was no problem.

"We take turns activating our spiritual power, and it takes about ten days to complete one round of harvesting."

Si Qi: "Then I'll try to bring more varieties of crops during this time, and you can take a look at them one by one."

Chu Feng noticed a detail in Si Qi's words: "You can't take all those crops out at once?"

Si Qi nodded and explained to everyone, "I didn't take this from a storage bag; I brought it from my world. The amount I can bring is limited by my own cultivation level, so I can't do it endlessly."

Everyone was shocked: "You can still contact the upper realm at any time?"

“Yes,” Si Qi did not hide anything. It was a good thing that the two realms could make friends and establish contact in advance under such circumstances. The cultivators were very fond of the entity that provided the seeds. He did not intend to take all the credit for himself.

“These grains were provided to me by my elders in my other world,” Si Qi said. “I didn’t expect you to be so accepting of other worlds, so I didn’t reveal it to you right away.”

He composed himself, but before he could even express remorse, those around him comforted him, saying, "That's right, you should do it."

"That's right, that's right. You should protect yourself first. There's no need to confess everything to others."

To be honest, the moment Si Qi took out so many good things, they had already prioritized Si Qi over themselves and made up their minds to protect Si Qi's safety and not let him encounter any danger.

What does it matter if Si Qi hides his secret? He risked exposing it to bring out the grain seeds, which is enough to show his goodwill towards them! How could they bear to be harsh?

Moreover, it's normal for immortals from the upper realm to possess some abilities that cultivators from the lower realm can't understand. They would be puzzled if Si Qizhen were just an ordinary mortal from beginning to end.

Everyone comforted Si Qi repeatedly until he was at his wit's end. Only after Si Qi promised that he would never say such things again did they stop.

With the high-quality grain seeds on their minds, everyone greeted Si Qi and excitedly protected the bag of treasures before heading to the farmland outside the city to try cultivating them. Chu Feng, on the other hand, stayed behind to protect Si Qi's safety.

The following period unfolded like a fast-paced film with rapid and intense drumbeats, and everything officially entered a phase of rapid development.

The emergence of high-yield grain seeds prompted the city lord to once again head towards the royal city. Upon hearing the news, many cultivators spontaneously flocked to the city where Si Qi was located, hoping to obtain such seeds as well.

A large number of cultivators gathered around Si Qi, many of whom curiously inquired about news from the other world. As they talked, various blueprints appeared in Si Qi's hands. Si Qi's reputation among the cultivators soared. Everyone firmly believed that Si Qi was an immortal descended from the upper realm to help them, and they held him in high esteem and reverence. Meanwhile, the first batch of high-yield crops, forcibly cultivated using spiritual power, finally ripened.

The harvest, towering like small mountains, filled everyone with joy. After witnessing the high yield of the crop firsthand, people eagerly took the seeds and rushed to various places, hoping that more areas could grow such a good crop.

Si Qi's reputation, along with rumors about other worlds, spread across most of the Tianxuan Continent with each grain of rice.

Even the most isolated cultivators had heard of Si Qi's name and knew of his existence.

The demonic cultivators, who had been keeping a close eye on the cultivators' movements, had naturally heard about it as well.

A little over a month later, the college entrance examination ended, and it was the middle of summer vacation.

The demonic cultivators, sensing Si Qi's presence, acted swiftly. Finally, taking advantage of the moment when Si Qi had just created something and was forced to accept spiritual energy and was unable to move, they appeared without warning and launched a fatal attack.

The cultivators were already on guard, and the moment they spotted the demonic cultivator, they immediately stood in front of Si Qi.

Those behind the screen, following Si Qi's gaze, directly confronted the existence of demonic cultivators for the first time, truly feeling that these creatures were more like beasts than humans.

The cultivators, who were always kind and gentle to everyone, revealed for the first time a look of hatred in their eyes, as if they were seeing their fathers' killers. Their eyes were bloodshot and their faces were contorted with rage.

"Stop them! We can't let them release the curse!"

"It's the Banner of Ten Thousand Ghosts! The resentment is so strong, where have they slaughtered people this time? These vicious beasts!"

"Quick! We can't let them have the chance to massacre the city!"

The two groups of people met rapidly in the air, so fast that they could only be seen as afterimages.

It wasn't until high-tech programs were deployed that everyone behind the screen finally realized that one side was attacking and the other was defending. One side could easily destroy the city walls and kill countless panicked civilians who had fled back home with a single move, while the other side had to constantly defend itself and could only launch hasty counterattacks in the gaps in its defenses.

The demonic cultivators came prepared, while the cultivators responded hastily. There was already a gap in combat strength between the two sides, and this was a city battle with many constraints, so it was obvious who had the upper hand.

The experts rarely heard cultivators mention anything about demonic cultivators, but seeing the few words they hastily uttered during their battle, they quickly realized something was wrong.

"I remember that demonic cultivators rely on killing and destruction to increase their strength? Unless the cultivators can ensure that their side is completely free of casualties, the demonic cultivators will only become stronger the more they fight."

"The people of this city are actually their captives and granaries. The cultivators cannot let the people die, so they must put in even more effort to protect them."

"That cultivator just now risked being attacked from both sides to block the curse poison... Curse poison, judging from the name, is it because this spell is contagious? If one person dies, the surrounding people will also be forced to become infected?"

The more they thought about it, the more horrified they became. Even a cultivator with such great strength was in such a sorry state when facing a demonic cultivator. What about those of them who were completely unfamiliar with the cultivation system?

They have no spiritual power, and the billions of people in the world are all mortals, completely powerless against the unpredictable methods of cultivation.

They could certainly use firearms to kill demonic cultivators, but wouldn't the demonic cultivators act in secret? Wouldn't they use more covert spells to spread their magic?

Moreover, demonic cultivators have a combat system where they grow stronger the more they kill. If they can thrive in the sparsely populated cultivation world, one can only imagine how rampant they would be if they were in the peaceful and populous modern world, like rats jumping into a rice jar and feasting on it...

How should humanity respond then?

Even though the experts were mentally prepared, looking into the bloodthirsty and inhuman eyes of the demonic cultivators through the screen, they still felt heavy-hearted and dared not think about what kind of impact their world would face in the future.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, disrupting the experts' tense nerves.

A blood-red figure flying in mid-air suddenly plummeted to the ground, where it angrily cursed.

The person he was staring at with fierce eyes was a thin boy who was at most fourteen years old.

The girl's gaze was cold and sharp. She held a gun in her hand, as if she had rehearsed it a million times in her mind. She pointed the black muzzle at the demonic cultivator's head and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Several bullets were fired, each striking the hastily formed spiritual energy shield, tearing through the transparent protective net, and biting firmly into the demonic cultivator's forehead.

The bronze-colored bullet mercilessly pierced through flesh and blood, shattered skull, penetrated brain matter, and exploded violently from the back of his head, spraying out jets of thick, reddish-white blood behind him.

The experts' eyes widened, and before they could even cheer, the demonic cultivator's venomous gaze fixed on the girl's body before his death exploded instantly, sweeping across nearly ten meters of the surrounding land like highly corrosive sulfuric acid, engulfing everything in its path.

"ah!!"

Screams erupted inside. A few seconds later, the blood mist dissipated, leaving behind a pitted, dusty ground filled with thick smoke, and an empty space.

That brave young hero who fought the enemy didn't even leave behind a piece of his collar.

Many people had blank expressions and felt a sharp pain in their hearts.

But none of the people on the other side of the screen cried. After fleeing home, they quickly found the guns they had hidden, turned around and rushed back into the street, and decisively fired at the figure in the sky.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Gunshots rang out one after another, and the conference room fell silent.

It was only belatedly that everyone realized the reason why the people from the other world were so overjoyed and couldn't help but cover their faces and shed tears when they first saw firearms.

They've been waiting for this day for a long time.

One after another, the demonic cultivators fell to the ground, their dying breaths filled with resentment as they stared at the insignificant ants. Without hesitation, they chose to self-destruct, taking the nearby people with them.

But the people still rushed out one after another, ignoring the blood-red pits left around them, and charged straight at the demonic cultivators. Not one of them retreated—they had long been fed up with being a burden to the cultivators, and they wanted to fight for their families.

The familiar scene brought tears to the eyes of many of the older experts present. They gazed intently at these thin, resolute figures before quickly looking at Si Qi.

They knew that the demonic cultivators had come to kill Si Qi, and they were eager to know if Si Qi was safe, worried that he might be frightened by it.

But she met her boss Qi's cold gaze directly.

Contrary to their expectations, Si Qi was not frightened by the meat grinder-like scene before him; instead, he remained unusually calm.

He quickly absorbed the surging spiritual energy within his body, leaped up from the ground, passed over the layers of cultivators guarding him, and raised his hand towards the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the entire world changed color. A dark sky and a torrential downpour descended, covering the entire city and instantly soaking every inch of the land below.

The experts were speechless, never imagining that Si Qi had become so powerful without them even noticing.

The next second, Si Qi pressed down hard with his raised arm, and the water droplets, carrying the demonic cultivators in the sky, instantly evaporated like boiling oil, scorching every inch of flesh and bone.

Screams suddenly erupted, echoing from every corner of the city, as figures fell from mid-air one after another.

Gunfire followed immediately, silencing their cries of agony. The cultivators swiftly finished them off, preventing any demonic cultivators from launching a last-ditch counterattack.

Seeing this, Chu Feng flew to Si Qi's side. Looking at the torrential rain that was falling all around, yet posing no harm to mortals or cultivators, he couldn't help but ask, "...Is this a rain-making spell?"

That basic spell that all cultivators use with exceptional skill, often to irrigate fields?

How come it's become so terrifying in Si Qi's hands, like a forbidden spell that can destroy the world!

Si Qi hummed in agreement, his gaze piercing through the rain as he looked down at the city below.

He clenched his raised palm slightly, and the rainwater covering the entire city beneath his feet quickly froze. The snow-white color spread outward from his body, soon enveloping the demonic cultivators within the city, freezing those who were still in good condition into grotesque humanoid ice sculptures.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the surrounding people used axes, guns, and any weapons at hand to quickly chop off their heads and smash their bodies, then decisively fled before the demonic cultivators could self-destruct.

The cultivators flew through the air, their tense expressions blank as they stared around, clearly still in shock, unable to believe that a battle that usually came at a great cost had ended in the blink of an eye.

Someone flew to Si Qi's side to protect him, but upon getting closer, they realized they couldn't see through his cultivation level at a glance and cautiously asked, "...What realm are you in now?"

Si Qi roughly sensed it: "Mahayana stage."

The cultivator took a deep breath, his cheeks flushing involuntarily, and asked in a trembling voice, "So, just how powerful is that creaking steel cube you had us make before?"

The fact that it could instantly elevate Si Qi's strength to such a level shows that the power of that thing is absolutely unprecedented!

"You mean the steam engine?" Si Qi landed slowly on the ground, looking at the crowd that was quickly gathering around him. "It is indeed very useful."

As a landmark achievement of the first industrial revolution in the modern world, it can also bring about epoch-making changes in another world.

It's normal for Heaven to react so strongly.

The cultivators were excited and eagerly anticipated the steam engine that Si Qi had mentioned.

However, the current situation left them no time to express their admiration for Si Qi. They hurriedly rushed to various parts of the city to see if there were any people who needed treatment or if there were any hidden fugitives who had escaped the net.

Their movements were skillful and swift, and the turbulent city quickly returned to calm.

The common people had long been accustomed to this kind of life. Apart from a few people hiding in corners and crying silently, most people wore smiles, clutching their guns like precious treasures, with dark clouds overhead and endless streams of blood under their feet. Their expressions seemed to show a bright future, full of hope.

The experts watched this scene in silence, their emotions churning for a long time.

...

News of the demonic cultivators' defeat spread quickly. Not only were some cultivators elated by this, but some demonic cultivators were also indignant and frequently attacked the city where Si Qi was located, massacring the surrounding villages.

The days of low-key development are gone forever. Everyone witnessed Si Qi being assassinated one after another, and their mentality quickly transitioned from initial panic to calmly looking at the problem.

The main reason is that Si Qi, as the only core figure, behaved in a very reassuring way. He showed no signs of stress or anxiety. Although he became more silent in private than before, he was always confident and composed in front of others and would never show any weakness.

Even though he is still young, he is already able to provide the surrounding cultivators with a sense of stability, making everyone believe that as long as he is there, all problems can be solved.

The psychological treatment originally scheduled for Si Qi was not needed, which surprised many experts. They privately remarked to their colleagues that the Heavenly Dao indeed had a unique vision and knew how to choose people.

“Otherwise, in the original future, how could Si Qi have stood out and become everyone’s spiritual leader? Heroes in chaotic times are inherently different.” Some people said with great feeling, “Courage has nothing to do with age; some people are born to adapt to this kind of life.”

The more people watch Si Qi's live streams, the more they feel that "it's only right for him." No one else in Si Qi's position could perform better or integrate into that world as quickly as he could.

...

With Si Qi's reassurance, many people were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief and shift their attention from the Tianxuan Continent back to the real world.

During this period, Si Qi obtained a great many treasures from the cultivators, most of which were handed over to experts.

Different varieties have different uses, making it dazzling to look at. Even if you paid to buy them, you probably couldn't collect all the items so comprehensively, but they were happy to offer them up to Si Qi with both hands, simply because Si Qi said he wanted them.

The experts felt proud of Si Qi. With a comrade like Si Qi supporting them in another world, they could finally focus on their own work with peace of mind.

Everyone paid particular attention to one of the healing pills called "Jade Snow Pill".

Through several experiments, it was determined that swallowing one of these pills could cause even severed limbs to slowly regenerate. Taking it quickly when on the verge of death could at least keep a person clinging to life, delaying death by at least half an hour.

Once the researchers got their hands on it, they treasured it, their eyes glued to the porcelain bottle for a second.

They asked Si Qi to help them obtain the pill formula from a master alchemist, and they also acquired a complete set of alchemy equipment. With their alchemy furnace, spirit stones, and all the necessary materials, they devoted themselves to the experiment day and night.

Because everything was prepared and the refining method was written down in detail, the process of making the elixir was not as difficult as imagined, thanks to the assistance of modern professional equipment. Soon, with the joint efforts of top scientists, a replica was successfully produced with extremely similar effects.

However, relying solely on the refining techniques of the cultivation world was definitely insufficient, as mass production was simply impossible. Thus, improved versions one, two, and so on—more suited to modern research and development—emerged one after another.

After countless experiments and failures, the improved version 21 was born.

This product, named Jade Snow Pill, is actually a modified liquid that can be completely restored without the aid of spiritual power, using only modern technology.

The moment the product appeared, the researchers present felt a sudden lightness in their tired bodies, as if a cloud was floating beneath their feet, and they felt very relaxed.

At first, everyone thought it was just physical relaxation due to psychological pleasure after the experiment ended, and didn't pay much attention. But when a researcher stood up from his seat and accidentally bumped his knee on the chair leg, sending the chair flying several meters away against the wall, the witnesses froze on the spot and finally realized something was wrong.

"Ah, this..." Standing by the wall, the research expert who almost got hit by a chair pushed up his glasses and said cautiously, "The appearance of spiritual power in our world, does that mean this?"

My eyes feel so uncomfortable, why can't I see things clearly all of a sudden?

The expert, as was his habit, took off his glasses to wipe the lenses, only to find that the world became exceptionally clear after he removed them.

expert:"……"

The expert's lips parted slightly, and after a long pause, he stammered, "Um, I'm not nearsighted anymore?"

That's a nearsightedness of over a thousand degrees!

Of the dozen or so people present, at least ten were nearsighted or farsighted. They all took off their glasses and observed the world with their naked eyes, only to find that the vision problems that had plagued them for most of their lives had been solved just like that.

Everyone looked on in astonishment, experiencing firsthand the wonder of cultivation power for the first time, exclaiming incredulously, "This is truly incredible..."

"So the repair agent we made today is indeed quite effective?"

Although they hadn't had time to test the samples yet, the increase in their spiritual power gave them a strong feeling that the project would definitely be successfully completed.

Sure enough, a few months later, a high-tech drug called Jade Snow Repair Agent, which could not only treat external wounds and internal diseases, but also promote hair growth in bald people by applying it to the scalp, suddenly appeared and quickly swept across major media websites, causing a nationwide discussion.