Chu Yao thought she had been unconscious for a long time, but in fact it was only a brief moment.
She soon regained consciousness, not knowing whether it was due to her own resilience or the effects of the medication, but she was more inclined to believe the latter.
The restraints on her body were now released, and she was half-sitting on the ground, limp.
The first thing I did when I woke up was to check my body's condition, but then I realized I couldn't see inside.
This means that his cultivation has fallen below the third level of Qi Refining, and the actual situation may be even worse.
There are twelve levels of Qi Refining, and each level has a minor tribulation. The first nine levels correspond to the nine orifices of the human body, three levels of gestation of the soul, three levels of body refinement, three levels of mind cultivation, and finally, a thorough understanding of the marrow cleansing and Yijing, achieving flawless perfection, and cultivating the spiritual platform, which is the beginning of foundation building.
The first three levels cultivate the "Three Fields," the upper, middle, and lower Dantians of the human body. These are the foundation of a cultivator, storing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The most intuitive manifestation of achieving these three levels is the ability to see within, to comprehend the subtlest details.
Chu Yao could only vaguely sense what was happening inside her. Her head felt heavy, her sea of consciousness hazy and chaotic, and she had no idea if her final attempt had succeeded. Her dantian was empty, without a trace of spiritual energy.
Three hundred years of practice were destroyed in an instant.
Chu Yao was silent, a deep feeling of powerlessness seeping into her bones.
"Are you awake? See if you can move." asked the man in white coat.
"You captured the monks and destroyed their cultivation. What on earth are you trying to do?"
"Cultivation," the man muttered, frowning at the ancient word. "Oh, you mean the spiritual energy stored in your body. You're wronging me. Your, uh, cultivation, isn't destroyed, but rather stored in a different form within your body."
Perhaps because Chu Yao was pretty, he said a few more words. If it were anyone else, he would not bother to pay attention.
"In a different form?"
"Right. We're just eliminating the threat you pose... Don't stare at me like that. I'm just an employee. These rules are set by the higher-ups. While erasing your superhuman abilities, we've retained your 'racial trait' of slowing down your aging process. So, you can still live to be a thousand years old. There's nothing to worry about."
"The person above? Is he your leader?" The word "race" in the man's words made Chu Yao feel a little uncomfortable.
"That's not something I can talk about. There's surveillance cameras overhead, and I don't want to lose my job. Now, see if you can move. If you can, I'll take you away."
Chu Yao stood up, turned around twice, felt okay, and nodded.
"You call me the Immortal Seed, then what are you?" she asked the last question.
"Heavenly man."
The man smiled and pressed a button, and another familiar beam of golden light enveloped Chu Yao.
——
The view suddenly widened, and what came into view was an endless expanse of gravel wasteland.
Pale clouds spread across the horizon, settling between the low hills in the distance. The dim sunlight was cold, casting a deadly hue on the bare earth.
Broad roads have been carved out of the rocky land, and now they are bustling with people, appearing bustling yet orderly.
After a flash of golden light, Chu Yao found herself "assigned" behind a group of people in prison uniforms. There were several such groups, all standing there with blank expressions. Outside, heavily armed "celestial beings" were keeping a tight watch, directing the crowds to different locations. Chu Yao noticed that some of the celestial beings were holding what looked like hidden weapons, and she guessed they were weapons.
Her guess was soon confirmed: in another group of people, there was a person who fell behind and tried to escape. After being discovered by this group of celestial beings, he raised the weapons in his hands. With a bang, the fleeing person fell to the ground, his clothes soaked with blood, causing panic and screams from the nearby prisoners.
Chu Yao was delighted to see Senior Sister Bai not far ahead of her team. Taking advantage of the commotion, she tiptoed over without being noticed.
"Senior Sister!" Chu Yao called out in a low voice, with a bright smile on her face, suppressing all her distress deep in her heart.
Bai Yuejian turned around. Her face was pale, but when she saw her junior sister, she couldn't help but smile knowingly.
"Where's Senior Brother Chen?"
"I haven't seen it either. Maybe it's somewhere else." Bai Yuejian shook his head. "Your cultivation level is also..."
"It's okay. At most, I'll have to wait another three hundred years. After all, we're all mortals." Chu Yao shrugged indifferently. "It's a pity for my cave, my little spirit, and my peach tree that hasn't bloomed yet..."
Chu Yao became more and more sad as she spoke, and her face fell into a cat-like state.
Bai Yuejian rubbed her junior sister's head lovingly, and the latter happily took her arm.
While beauties were clamoring here, a commotion broke out over there. A celestial being who seemed to be the leader raised his weapon to the sky, warning everyone:
"quiet--!"
This man had a big beard and a fierce look in his eyes, almost writing the word "ruthless" on his face. When he saw that the crowd had quieted down, he continued:
"I don't care where you come from, whether you are aliens or prisoners, once you arrive on Lingyuan Star, you must obey the arrangements of our Yali Company!"
"Senior Sister, what the hell is Yali Company?"
Bai Yuejian looked at me with a caring expression and said, "You ask me where I would know."
"Look at the slave rings around your necks and recognize your identities! No matter where you escape to, the company can locate you and bring you back! Now, obey the rules and line up to get on the bus!"
Chu Yao saw a number of "iron boxes" with wheels parked on the road and thought that they must be the cars that the old man was talking about, but he didn't know how they were driven.
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