CHAPTER 813: CHAPTER 368: THERE IS NO ESCAPING CALAMITY

Ye Zi did not directly answer him.

But Wang Jixuan saw clearly, there was a trace of loneliness in Ye Zi’s eyes.

She looked like a helpless little girl after being hurt, walking in the cold snowy night in thin clothes, with all her strength gradually drained by the surrounding air.

Wang Jixuan looked at her again.

Now both had a tacit understanding in their hearts.

She had known from the beginning that Wang Jixuan was here to gather intelligence, so she didn’t reveal some key secrets and even tried to instill some thoughts into him;

Wang Jixuan had always held a fluke mentality, because no matter how he looked at it, he couldn’t avoid investigating the ancient civilization.

Ye Zi suddenly smiled brightly: "Big brother, can we hug for a while?"

There was even a trace of longing in her eyes.

At this point, Wang Jixuan stopped pretending.

This body flickered with light, and the tadpole imprints all over it shattered simultaneously, a wisp of solitary soul floated out from the body’s forehead, gazing at Ye Zi before him.

Wang Jixuan’s face was very calm.

Ye Zi lowered her head, her fingers gripping the edge of her skirt tightly.

"Only two days..." she pouted.

Wang Jixuan suddenly laughed: "Why act like a young girl when you’re an old woman?"

Ye Zi was taken aback, raising her head, looking somewhat helplessly at Wang Jixuan: "This body of mine is perfect."

"Anything that touches clone technology is almost impossible to perfect."

Wang Jixuan said indifferently:

"I don’t understand what you’re pursuing, nor do I want to understand you, perhaps you feel there is too much pain in the world, but I think this world is still pretty good.

"Moreover... I am now half righteous, half evil, with one foot in the Demon Path, but there is a principle that I think must be adhered to."

Ye Zi asked with a smile: "Is big brother going to lecturing me?"

"The so-called injustice is the invasion and destruction of the survival rights of other creatures, aside from the natural law of hunting for sustenance."

A pale blue flame appeared around Wang Jixuan, and this wisp of solitary soul began to slowly burn.

"Remember, Ye Zi, those who do many unrighteous acts will bring about their own destruction, if the heavens don’t claim you, I will."

Bang!

Wang Jixuan’s solitary soul exploded into a circle of shock waves.

Ye Zi stood there in a daze.

At some unknown time, she woke up from her dreamlike state, took a deep breath, and raised her hand to cover her blushing cheeks.

"Big brother said he will claim me..."

She smiled infatuatedly, spinning towards the bath, and leaned into the embrace of the stone sculpture again.

The pseudo-spirit slaves kneeling in the corner glanced over secretly, each lowering their head, not daring to utter a word.

...

During the interval of calling everyone for a meeting, Wang Jixuan had Mu Dan prepare an iron bucket, filled it with hot water, and soaked in it for a while.

The loss of the solitary soul was insignificant, he could replenish it by devouring a few Blade Beast Souls.

The Alien Soul and the Second Battle Puppet were not exposed, which was convenient for further monitoring of that cloning laboratory.

This time was not without gains.

Many of his previous guesses were confirmed.

A conspiracy, or rather, an event line, was gradually becoming clear before him, although there were still many mists within it, he had roughly confirmed some issues now.

Ye Zi, the sixth spiritual cultivator, started building a human trafficking organization sixty years ago, targeting the Scavenger Camp, continuously providing materials to the Blade Beast and Spiritual Ability City.

At the same time, there was an organization behind Ye Zi similar to the Bright Wings Council Court.

This group of spirit cultivators had been trying to overthrow the spirit cultivation civilization for tens of thousands of years, destroy the existing order, and build a new one, but had made no progress until they procured the Blissful Sky Curtain Technology—temporarily unsure of how they acquired it, the ancient civilization might have more than one relic on Earth—they gave this technology to the War God Council Court, indirectly causing the Blade Beast calamity.

Additionally, Sabina, Amina, and other six spirit cultivators breaking through to Earth was also due to the information provided by Ye Zi, the sixth spirit cultivator.

Overall, Ye Zi can be considered one of the masterminds behind a series of disasters on Earth.

The Blade Beast Civilization seems to have some secret collaboration with Ye Zi and her faction of spirit cultivators.

Pseudo-spirit slaves are also their creation.

It seems they regard pseudo-spirit slaves as quite perfect, blending human thought with Blade Beast power, unlike cultivators who depend on aptitude and talent, and unlike spirit cultivators who are bound by core circuits.

Pseudo-spirit slaves are not just battlefield material.

A new civilization is rapidly developing under the protection of the Blade Beast Civilization.

"Ah, troublesome..."

Master Wang rubbed his forehead.

The information he most wanted to know, Ye Zi held onto tightly and wouldn’t give up.

And now, he must consider how to address the issue of the ancient civilization.

Knock, knock.

The sound of knocking on the door came, Wang Jixuan’s spiritual sense had already perceived it, calling out: "Just come in."

The side door of the container room was pushed open, a female officer with a ponytail poked her head in, seeing Wang Jixuan soaking comfortably here, she closed the door with a smile.

It was naturally Lingtong;

Otherwise, Wang Jixuan would have covered his chest instead of spreading his legs.

Lingtong took off her uniform, the makeup on her face masking her weariness from the journey, wearing a white shirt, military pants, and boots, she perfectly blended professionalism with charm.

"Did you call everyone for a meeting?"

"Mm, Wu Man and Red Snake are still in class, no rush."

Lingtong’s soft hands pressed on Wang Jixuan’s shoulder, gently kneading, while guiding threads of mana and Qi to soothe the muscles on his shoulder.

The Daoist moaned softly in comfort.

Lingtong saw the writing board in front of her filled with dense notes, asking softly:

"Having trouble?"

"Still the same two matters, no matter how I turn, I can’t get around this ancient civilization."