This Machine Gun Is for Your Sister to Use

Shen Jingchuan smiled:

"Please wait a moment, sister. I'll go to the west courtyard to get something for you to see."

He got up and walked towards the west courtyard. When he arrived at the storeroom, he took out all the weapons from his Spatial Ring, except for the old 23mm aircraft cannon.

He then put them all into the Storage Ring that had just been given to him. When he slowly strolled back to the pavilion, he took out the submachine gun and the box of bullets from the Storage Ring and placed them one by one on the stone table.

He picked up a fully loaded magazine, clicked it into the gun, screwed on the silencer, stood up, and gestured with his chin towards Xiao Mingshu:

"Sister Mingshu, watch carefully."

As soon as he finished speaking, his fingertip gripped the trigger and pulled it all the way down. A series of muffled thuds followed, and all the bullets hit the wooden planks opposite him. Wood chips flew everywhere, and the already dilapidated planks were instantly riddled with deep bullet holes.

Xiao Mingshu frowned slightly as she looked at the gun in Shen Jingchuan's hand.

"What kind of hidden weapon is this? It doesn't look like Law Artifact."

Huan'er, standing to the side, tensed slightly, her eyes filled with fear as she stared intently at the submachine gun.

"This thing is called a submachine gun," Shen Jingchuan said.

"Submachine gun?" Xiao Mingshu murmured the unfamiliar name, then turned to the maid beside her. "Huan'er, what do you think?"

Huan'er composed herself and replied, "Miss, this thing looks extremely dangerous."

Xiao Mingshu took a dozen steps back, stood in the open space, and looked up at Shen Jingchuan:

"Hey kid, reload and fire a few shots this way."

Shen Jingchuan quickly shook his head. "Sister, don't underestimate this thing."

"I know what I'm doing. Just don't aim for my vitals," Xiao Mingshu said confidently.

Shen Jingchuan couldn't persuade her otherwise, so he loaded the magazine and fired a few shots at the open space next to Xiao Mingshu, less than thirty meters away.

Xiao Mingshu stood quietly in place, feeling the force of the bullets whistling past, and then said:

"That's enough, get a little closer."

Shen Jingchuan took a few more steps forward and then pulled the trigger, firing several more bullets.

"Alright, little brat, I know you're worried about me getting hurt. It's alright, I'm confident. Just attack me head-on."

Shen Jingchuan took a deep breath, turned the gun to face her, and pulled the trigger.

A faint spiritual light instantly rose from Xiao Mingshu's body, forming a protective shield. The bullets struck the shield, sparking as they were all deflected and fell to the ground.

"Try firing a few more shots," Xiao Mingshu said.

Shen Jingchuan pulled the trigger repeatedly, and the remaining bullets were all stopped by the Spiritual Qi shield; not a single one could penetrate it.

After the gunfire stopped, Xiao Mingshu asked, "How many rounds can this thing fire at once?"

"This entire magazine contains thirty rounds," Shen Jingchuan replied.

Xiao Mingshu said calmly, "This thing might pose some threat to you and Huan'er, but for me, the harm is limited."

Shen Jingchuan scratched his head. "I expected it to be like this, but it's not as easy as it seems to me, sister."

Huan'er said earnestly from the side, "Although it's difficult to harm a cultivator, if the distance is extremely close and the opponent is completely unprepared, they can still be injured."

Xiao Mingshu nodded slightly. "It's more than enough to deal with mortals; its power is truly remarkable. Why does your Shen Household only think about these kinds of artifacts for dealing with mortals?"

"Sister Mingshu, I have something else here, even more powerful. Take a look."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Jingchuan took out a water-cooled Maxim Machine Gun from the Storage Ring again.

A massive, heavy object suddenly appeared on the ground. Its bulky and terrifying size caused even Xiao Mingshu's expression to change slightly upon seeing it, instinctively sensing that this object was definitely not a benevolent creature.

"What is this?"

"I call it a machine gun," Shen Jingchuan said.

Huan'er frowned, her expression tense. "Miss, I feel this one is particularly dangerous."

Xiao Mingshu nodded. "Then try firing a few shots at the wall."

Shen Jingchuan quickly waved his hand. "Sister, you absolutely mustn't do that in the city. This thing doesn't have a silencer, and it'll make a huge noise when it fires, which will definitely cause a lot of trouble."

Xiao Mingshu thought for a moment and said, "Alright, let's go out of the city and find an open space."

Shen Jingchuan put the water-cooled Maxim back into his Storage Ring. The group got up and went out, getting into the carriage that Shen Jingchuan had given them earlier. Huan'er drove the carriage, heading straight for the north gate and out of the city.

The carriage drove out of the north gate and continued forward. The surrounding area gradually became less populated, and the further out it went, the more desolate it became. After leaving the city for more than ten miles, they found a mountain hollow surrounded by hills. There was a low mound here, with a few withered trees about the size of a bowl standing in front of it, and the earthen hill behind it, making it very secluded.

"Let's do it here," Shen Jingchuan said.

The group jumped off the carriage. Shen Jingchuan took out a water-cooled Maxim Machine Gun from his Storage Ring, skillfully loaded the ammunition belt, slung the gun around his neck with a canvas strap, rested the butt firmly on his shoulder, gripped the handle with one hand, and held the ammunition belt with the other.

"Sis, watch carefully."

The target was just two or three hundred meters away. Shen Jingchuan pulled the trigger.

"Thump thump--!"

A sudden, muffled burst of gunfire erupted, relentless and continuous, bullets raining down like a storm. Wood chips exploded wildly from the tree trunks, large chunks of bark peeled off, and debris flew everywhere.

Hundreds of bullets were fired, riddling the thick tree trunk with holes. With a sharp crack, the entire tree snapped in two and crashed to the ground with a loud thud.

Even Xiao Mingshu's expression changed upon seeing such power, while Huan'er, standing beside her, tensed up, a chill running down her spine, her eyes filled with fear.

The gunfire stopped abruptly, and the smoke slowly dissipated.

Shen Jingchuan looked up at the two of them:

"Sis, what do you think of this machine gun?"

Xiao Mingshu flicked her wrist, took out her flying sword, stepped onto it, and flashed to the front of the few broken trees to check the situation.

Shen Jingchuan followed.

After examining the damaged tree trunk, Xiao Mingshu turned and walked back to him, her expression solemn:

"If this machine gun were used to ambush mid-level cultivators at the fourth, fifth, or sixth level of Qi Refining, a sudden attack could be fatal. Although mid-level cultivators can fly on swords, if they are far enough away and have prior warning, they still have a chance to escape. However, if they are unaware, unprepared, and close enough that the protective shield doesn't have time to deploy, they might not be able to withstand the attack and could lose their lives."

Huan'er, her face pale, whispered:

"Miss, if I were caught in this kind of surprise attack, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to escape at all."

Shen Jingchuan nodded and said:

"From this perspective, dealing with low-level cultivators is no problem at all. Against mid-level cultivators, surprise attacks can be surprisingly effective."

Xiao Mingshu nodded:

"That's right, if it were me, I wouldn't want to personally take a volley of bullets."

After speaking, she suddenly came to her senses, her eyes lighting up as she looked at Shen Jingchuan:

"Little brother, do you have any spare machine guns? Can I use one?"